My cheeks inexplicably felt warm.
He quickly got up, calmed down, grabbed the money pouch from Yu Tang's waist, opened it, and looked at the few remaining pieces of silver.
He muttered to himself, "They're too poor. They can't even support themselves. How will they support me in the future?"
"I need to get some money for you."
After saying that, he set up three layers of protective barriers in the inn, got out of bed, and left the room.
Chapter 12
The villain is resurrected for the ninth time (12)
Night falls in the Yan Kingdom's royal palace.
The magnificently dressed ruler of the Yan Kingdom sat on the dragon throne.
His face was pale and shrouded in a layer of black aura invisible to ordinary people. He held one hand in a loose fist against his chin, while the other hand rested idly on the armrest of the dragon throne.
Below, a man dressed in a black cloak knelt on one knee and spoke in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, the ghost guarding the Heart-Questioning Zither has disappeared."
Who did it?
"According to rumors, it was a Taoist priest and a handsome man dressed in a black and gold robe who eliminated the ghost."
“Taoist priest…” A sinister glint flashed in the king’s lowered eyes.
"Those old bastards from Qingnan Mountain actually dare to let people out?"
He finished speaking coldly, then raised his hand and said, "I'll give you three days."
"Kill those two and take back the Heart-Questioning Zither."
"Go..."
"Yes, sir..."
Yu Tang slept very well this time, but the dream he had just before waking up still made him feel uneasy.
Perhaps stimulated by the illusion of the Heart-Questioning Zither, he dreamed of the ten innocent people, including Wei Yuan.
Those ten traitors were still jealous in his dreams. But they reached a consensus: to lock him up.
It's a deal, all ten of them will come at once...
At this point, Yu Tang was abruptly awakened by the fright.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he turned around and saw Qin Junyang's face magnified in his vision.
The man leaned on his shoulder, his other hand resting on his, cool to the touch.
It's a very comfortable time of year, late spring and early summer.
This face… Yu Tang couldn’t help but touch it.
It feels really good.
But just as he was about to stop, Qin Junyang opened his eyes, his dark pupils tilting downwards, and caught Yu Tang's hand.
"You touched me?"
He coughed lightly and lied through his teeth: "My hand slipped..."
Fortunately, Qin Junyang didn't dwell on the issue. Instead, he stood up and tossed a money pouch to Yu Tang.
"For you..."
He pointed to the bulging bundle beside him, "From now on, you'll be responsible for arranging my food and clothing. If I need more, here's more."
Yu Tang was stunned by the money bag. He got up, opened the bag, and found it was full of gold ingots, which almost dazzled his eyes.
He then rummaged through the bulging bundle and found it was full of gold, silver, jewelry, and jade artifacts.
And they are all top-quality goods.
He swallowed hard and asked Qin Junyang, "Where did you get all this stuff?"
He strongly suspected that Qin Junyang had stolen it.
But he also felt that this person would disdain doing such a thing.
After all, when he looked at Qin Junyang, he could always think of the saying that elegance never goes out of style.
Such a person would not steal from ordinary people.
"He went to dig up graves!" Xiao Jin spoke up in time, directly answering Yu Tang's question.
[He went out in the middle of the night yesterday, and under the cover of darkness, captured several ghosts who were very wealthy in life. He then made them lead him to their graves, dug them up, and took the burial goods!]
Yu Tang: ? This is incredible! This kid doesn't scam mortals, he only scams ghosts...
"Actually, it's not really a scam."
Xiao Jin said: "He exchanged his own blood for two graves. Those ghosts are all hoping he will dig up their graves."
There was even a ghost who, in an attempt to curry favor with Qin Junyang, brought the person to his ancestral grave and declared righteously, "Dig up his grave! He used to curse me all the time!"
Yu Tang burst out laughing after hearing Xiao Jin's story.
"Laughing so loudly, is it because you've never seen so much money before and you're too happy to speak?" Qin Junyang said with a look that said, "You can use this money without worry, no one will dare to say anything."
With one hand resting on his bent knee, he showed no shame whatsoever for having dug up someone else's ancestral grave. He spoke to Yu Tang like an old man, saying, "From now on, you just need to take good care of me, that's enough."
"As long as I'm happy, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits."
Chapter 13
The villain is resurrected for the ninth time (13)
Looking at him like this, Yu Tang found him incredibly adorable.
But then he thought about how this pile of things was obtained with Qin Junyang's blood, and felt a little melancholy. He leaned back against the bed railing and looked up at Qin Junyang.
"I'm the one who brought you out here, but now I'm asking you to give me money. I'm incompetent."
Qin Junyang noticed his slightly dejected expression and suddenly found it irritating.
Lean forward and extend two fingers to support the corners of his mouth, making him smile upwards.
“You brought me out, so you are my servant and it is only right that you take my money.”
"If you understand, then smile."
I love seeing you smile.
The two drew closer because of this action.
Qin Junyang's fingers were icy cold, but when they touched Yu Tang's warm lips, it created a strange sensation.
Yu Tang met his gaze, paused for a moment, and then smiled obediently.
"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."
"I hope the spirits will take good care of me in the future."
He was naturally handsome and clean-cut, only showing a roguish and arrogant side when he was ruthless; otherwise, he was mostly gentle.
When facing Qin Junyang, he was at his most relaxed, and the gentleness in his smile stunned the ghost god opposite him.
The warmth of my fingertips suddenly turned scalding hot.
Then she recalled how he had gently touched this man's lips last night, and then placed them on her own.
Qin Junyang quickly withdrew his hand, then coughed lightly, making a fist at his lips: "It's good that you understand."
After resting, Yu Tang finally had the energy to carefully examine the Wenxin Qin that he had brought back yesterday.
Chi Yu's master said that every artifact contains extremely powerful energy. Logically speaking, even if his soul power is strong, it would be impossible for him to get rid of the illusion in such a short time.
He told Qin Junyang about it, but Qin Junyang didn't take it seriously.
"Naturally, it's because that ghost's strength is too weak."
"He can't even last a single move against me, and even divine artifacts are useless in his hands."
Yu Tang glanced at him: "Then you didn't wake up as early as me."
Qin Junyang turned his head and glared at him, but then, as if remembering something, he smiled and said, "That means you don't like the people in the illusion."
"And what about you?" Yu Tang only now thought to ask Qin Junyang, "What did you see in the illusion created by the Heart-Questioning Zither? Why did you wake up later than me?"
"I..." Qin Junyang's expression froze for a moment.
Then she turned her head away, refusing to look at Yu Tang: "What I see has nothing to do with you?"
His attitude piqued Yu Tang's curiosity, so he leaned closer and asked Qin Junyang, "I've already told you about my illusion, so you have to tell me too, right?"
Qin Junyang was in the wrong.
Not daring to look at Yu Tang, she hid behind him.
Yu Tang, taking advantage of the situation, placed one hand on Qin Junyang's side, moved closer to him, and asked, "Let me guess... you wouldn't... have seen me, would you?"
Qin Junyang retorted almost immediately: "No!"
He pushed Yu Tang away, and the next moment he was standing by the bed, waving his hand and saying, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."
"I'll go to the restaurant first. Hurry up and bring the money to find me!"
After that, they fled in panic.
Yu Tang raised an eyebrow slightly, unable to suppress a smile.
He got up, washed up, packed his things, carried the pile of jewelry and gold and silver ingots on his back, and made a long bundle to wrap the Wenxinqin and sling it over his shoulder before going downstairs.
As I walked into the market, I saw a large crowd gathered in front of me.
Upon getting closer, they learned that something had happened at the restaurant where they had eaten the day before.
The owner's entire family, including the servants living in his courtyard, the restaurant's waiters and kitchen staff, all died violently in their home at dawn.
The body was covered with a white sheet, a corner of which was lifted by the wind.