Just as everyone was eating, a cry for help from Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng came from the other side. Everyone's faces changed, and they thought to themselves: "Not good!" They quickly ran towards the source of the sound, but they were also a little puzzled. What could happen here?
When they arrived, they discovered that the talismans on the heads of the customers of Master Simu had fallen off for some reason.
Master Jiu and Master Simu struck the same starting pose, biting their fingers and rushing forward. Xue Mo Yin and the others drew out the peach wood swords and copper coin swords they had just received, ready to help.
Yi Fei flashed forward, her snow-white shadow aiming for the neck of a zombie, ready to strike. This startled Master Simu, "Stop! These are my customers. Don't be too harsh! Leave it to me."
Hearing this, everyone had to put away their weapons and watch the two men handle the situation. They saw the two use the blood on their fingers to dab on the foreheads of the zombies, and the zombies stopped moving, as if they were asleep.
Master Simu was afraid of hurting them, so he was gentle with his strikes. But Master Jiu clearly didn't have those reservations, and his attacks were forceful.
Seeing a customer's body go limp, he quickly shouted to Master Jiu: "Brother, you're hitting too hard. Let me do it." He quickly intervened, fearing that Master Jiu would accidentally break these zombies apart. After handling the situation, Master Jiu patted him on the shoulder, "These guys are inhuman."
Everyone thought Master Simu would wait until tomorrow to leave. However, after re-attaching the talismans, he took out his bell and bid everyone farewell.
At the door, he turned back to look at Xue Mo Yin and the others, then focused his gaze on Lu Zi Qiao, "Kid, what's your name?"
"Lu Zi Qiao. Is there something, Master?"
Master Simu nodded, "Not bad, you have a pretty cool, carefree personality. It suits my taste. Here." He threw a book to Zi Qiao, didn't explain anything, and left with the zombies, shaking his bell.
Master Jiu's eyes showed a surprised expression when he saw the book.
Zi Qiao scratched his head, "Master Jiu, what is this?"
"This is my junior brother's secret skill, also the exclusive art of our Maoshan lineage. It's called the Divine Strike Technique, or the Summoning Technique. As the name suggests, it can summon celestial beings from the heavens to help. The stronger you are, the stronger the gods you can summon," Master Jiu didn't expect his junior brother to simply give his heritage to someone he only met once.
But this was indeed his style.
Hearing this, Zi Qiao, for once, showed a serious expression. He bowed three times respectfully towards the direction Master Simu left.
"Congratulations to team member Lu Zi Qiao for obtaining the Maoshan Divine Strike Technique (Pseudo-Red)!"
Damn! Pseudo-Red!
Everyone was blown away!
What in the world is going on? Is this a welfare giveaway day?
Wan Yu and Mei Jia stared intently at the book in Zi Qiao's hand. If not for a little bit of reason, they would have snatched it right now.
Of course, the most excited at the moment was Zi Qiao. The surprise came out of nowhere. Not long ago, he was envious of Hu Yi Fei's magic blade. Now, he had a Pseudo-Red manual. You see, apart from Mo Yin's Potential Pill, this was the highest quality item they had seen so far.
Upon returning to the guest room, everyone quickly asked Zi Qiao to open the book. They discovered that it not only contained the manual, but also the experiences and insights of the past holders.
Mei Jia pouted, "Damn it! Yi Fei has a blade, and now even this jerk Zi Qiao has a manual. Why can't we find anything?"
Wan Yu also hung her head dejectedly, "Yeah, we're so unlucky. We didn't get anything."
Hearing their complaints, Xue Mo Yin smiled slightly. He knew their feelings. It was human nature. But if you looked at it from another perspective, no matter who got these things, it was a huge benefit for their team.
He rubbed Wan Yu's head, "Alright, don't be sad. We're not only on this adventure once. We'll have chances in the future."
Wan Yu blushed, lowered her head and obediently said, "Okay."
Seeing this, Mei Jia felt even more unbalanced, "I say, Mo Yin, that's too much! Why are you only comforting Wan Yu? What about me?"
"Uh, comforting you is Zi Qiao's job, right? You two are boyfriend and girlfriend, after all," Xue Mo Yin quickly found an excuse.
Mei Jia and Zi Qiao looked at each other, both with disgusted expressions, and turned their heads away.
Xue Mo Yin helplessly said, "Zi Qiao, take a good look at that Divine Strike Technique. It's a big boost to your power."
"Don't worry, I understand. With this manual, I, Lu Bu, will definitely be able to increase my strength. Hahahaha."
Everyone else went back to their rooms. Only Yi Fei remained next to Xue Mo Yin, taking out a bottle of wine from her dimensional backpack and throwing it to him. "What's wrong? Not happy?"
He took a sip after opening the wine, "Am I that petty?"
"Haha, you're right. Our Mr. Lucky probably already accepts his luck by now."
Xue Mo Yin gave her a playful jab, "Go away! I'm not that petty, let's not talk about this. We are still good friends."
Yi Fei smiled and raised her wine to him, "Thank you."
Xue Mo Yin was stunned for a moment after hearing these two words, then smiled as well. He raised his wine and clinked it with hers, "Do we need to say thank you to each other?"
"Not about that, but I'm still thinking about the mission. You saw what happened tonight. It's obviously the beginning of the movie. I guess they'll dig up old Mr. Ren tomorrow."
"What? Worried Master Jiu won't agree to your plan?" Yi Fei asked.
Xue Mo Yin shook his head, "I thought about it carefully. Master Jiu probably won't agree to this. I'm thinking, if we let Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng use ink-dust to shoot up the bottom of the coffin, trapping that guy inside, and then bury him, would that count as completing the mission?"
Hu Yi Fei furrowed her brow, thought about it seriously, and replied, "I think it should count. As long as he doesn't become a zombie, he's just a dead person. I think we can consider our mission completed."
"Let's try it then."
He spread his arms and looked at Hu Yi Fei, "I'm so devastated today. Comfort me."
Hu Yi Fei looked at him speechlessly, "Scram! You just want to take advantage of me. Why don't you go to Zi Qiao for comfort?"
"Do you want to die, Hu Yi Fei? I'm not happy, hurry up." Xue Mo Yin was being stubborn.
With no other choice, seeing that no one was around, Hu Yi Fei slowly and hesitantly hugged him. Just as she was about to let go, Xue Mo Yin held her tightly.
Hu Yi Fei was so angry. Originally, just hugging him would have been embarrassing enough, but now this was even more disadvantageous, "Xue Mo Yin! You want to die..."
"Yi Fei, good night." He let go of her, smiled slightly and turned towards his room.
Hu Yi Fei was stunned. After Xue Mo Yin left, she touched her slightly burning cheek, her eyes wandering, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Neither of them noticed that three people were hiding in the corner, excitedly watching this scene.
The next morning, Master Jiu took Wen Cai out. Xue Mo Yin knew they were going for coffee. They wandered around near the coffee shop, buying some small things. Wan Yu found a tailor shop and wanted to buy some fabrics and clothes. After all, she was always interested in clothing.
In the coffee shop, Mr. Ren, the wealthy gentleman, was talking to Master Jiu with his daughter, Ren Ting Ting. He was asking Master Jiu to help dig up his father who was buried in the tomb, and move him to a different place.
Soon, they all walked out. Master Jiu made an appointment with them to go to the graveyard together at noon to start working.
When the appointed time arrived, Master Jiu led Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng to the cemetery. Xue Mo Yin and the others followed them to take a look.