Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 178: Alarming the Snake
The pleasure boat was very deserted today, which made Li Jiao'er somewhat dissatisfied.

After being happy for over a month, the sudden silence is truly unbearable for a ghost.

After a battle of wits with those bitches, I finally found out what had happened: that young master Ji had booked the whole place again.

"Ha, that good-for-nothing is all show and no substance, he looks shiny but he's completely useless."

"Last time my body behaved quite well, but my heart wasn't as wanton as my sisters said."

Mingyue and a few of her girlfriends smiled in agreement, without arguing.

Young Master Ji used to be quite dissolute, so their sudden seriousness was unexpected.

But it doesn't matter, making money is what really matters.

I failed to catch Yu Yu last time, so I must coax her out this time.

Of course, the reason for not speaking was also that I didn't want to continue dealing with this crazy woman.

This woman is all seductive and wicked; she's no good.

Even at night, the spring breeze still felt a bit chilly.

Master Mao's cultivation is becoming increasingly perfect, and he has already gained the ability to be impervious to heat and cold.

Early on, the student's blood and energy surged, and his body steadily radiated heat, so he didn't feel anything at all.

Only the third person tightened his clothes, feeling a chill and fear.

"You're already calling yourself Zhang San, so why are you still afraid?"

It turned out that Zhang San had come from the clinic to attend the event.

Xu Xuan felt that it was not really the case that Zao and Daoist Mao were there to have fun; they needed an ordinary person mixed in to cover their tracks.

He was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to let his own students take the exam.

I happened to have some trash that could be recycled, so it was forcibly sent over.

Zhang San had just taken a shower, trimmed his nails, and applied a thick layer of pearl powder to his face to cover his rough skin and scars.

She changed into a gorgeous outfit she never thought she would wear in her life, with jade pendants and other items hanging from her waist.

His current identity is a wealthy merchant from another county, an ordinary man who is rich and lecherous.

They put a lot of thought into the packaging.

But the more he did this, the more Zhang San's legs trembled uncontrollably. He wasn't stupid; he knew that good things wouldn't come his way, and the mission he was supposed to carry out dressed like this was probably something terrifying.

My mind was filled with images of assassinating the king and killing the emperor from storybooks, with swordsmen, axemen, and poisoned wine.

Ever since he was arrested and brought to the county government office, he has regretted why he was so idle in his early years. If he had a skill or a good job, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

At this moment, memories of the past began to flash through my mind, and I walked with a shaky gait, my steps unsteady yet revealing a stubborn weakness.

Behind him, Master Mao had changed into servant's clothes and was holding a wooden box.

Zao is still the same as yesterday; today he is the host in place of Ji.

The two exchanged a glance and decided to reassure the extra.

Zhang San was terrified, and when they were almost there, he even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to beg for forgiveness.

"Master Dao, I can't act."

"No need, Young Master Xu said you can just play yourself and you'll get into character quickly."

They then forcibly led the wealthy businessman into the pleasure boat.

Only these three people came today, so the atmosphere was naturally quiet, but for the sake of money, there were still various performances.

And Zhang San.
At first, his body stiffened, his eyes darted around, and his heart was filled with sorrow.

The second moment, his body relaxed, and his eyes began to gleam with a sharp light, so intense it could melt clothes.

After a cup of tea, the utterly lustful glutton was about to lose control.

Unlike the usual boasting and fantasies with hooligans, this was a truly tangible, almost tangible, divine realm. I've come to terms with it, completely come to terms with it.

Since I don't have much time left to live, I might as well indulge myself before I die.

So he began his performance. Now, Master Mao was wondering whether he should cast a calming spell on this fellow, otherwise the night might end a little too early.

Of course, Zhang San still played a perfect role in covering up the situation.

When the Painted Skin Ghost first learned that the person who came was not Ji Rui, he was still somewhat wary, especially since there was also a classmate who had comprehended the Righteous Qi.

But seeing the wealthy businessman's various ugly behaviors instantly put me at ease.

Even the most righteous person, skilled at disguising themselves, would not react with such genuine physiological and psychological phenomena.

So I also enjoyed the other person's enthusiasm.

One of these two is a hoodlum from the bottom of society, and the other is a demon from the lowest level of the underworld; the core of their survival skills is shamelessness.

This time, it can be considered a meeting of equals, a clash of titans.

The confrontation was so intense that the other girls silently moved away, which was truly embarrassing.

Everything was proceeding according to plan, even smoothly, and the painted-skin ghost completely lowered its guard.

On the other side, in a restaurant one street away from Baoan Hall.

Xu Xuan was taking Xiao Qing to eat at the Five-Cooked Pot.

The Records of the Three Kingdoms, Book of Wei, Biography of Zhong Yao states: "When the Wei state was first established, Zhong Yao served as Dali (a high-ranking official), and was later promoted to Chancellor. When Emperor Wen was still the Crown Prince, he bestowed upon Zhong Yao a five-cooked cauldron and inscribed it with the words: 'Oh, how glorious is Wei! It served as a bulwark for the Han! Its chancellor was Zhong Yao, truly a pillar of the state.'"

This dish was invented by Cao Pi as a way of cooking. It involves dividing the pot into several compartments so that five different flavors of hot pot can be cooked at the same time.

The taste is indeed good. Perhaps because of the existence of cultivators, the progress of technology and thought in this world has always been slow, especially in terms of thought, which seems to have stagnated.

However, the variety of raw materials and food is truly abundant.

The two leisurely ate hotpot while keeping watch, completely relaxed.

There was no hint of tension about a fierce battle that might follow; that was the composure of a veteran.

Although Xu has only been in the industry for a year, the amount of blood on his hands is already countless.

Cultivators, ordinary people, demons, and monks have all basically been liberated. If there were a kill logbook, I would definitely have lit up quite a few icons.

The phrase "killing without hesitation" underestimates him; the treacherous land also hides chains of karmic fire.

Although Xiaoqing missed Guo Bei's Bloodbath, she didn't miss a single one of the previous tough battles.

The elf's innocence remains, but the ferocity in his bones is not diminished at all, and it is even transforming into an invincible fighting spirit.

If things continue like this, becoming a demon immortal is not certain, but becoming a demon saint is still very much within reach.

"What if the pleasure boat is exposed?"

"It's alright, let Lei Huan run first. Suspicion should be investigated thoroughly before taking action; 'repeated' is the means to conceal something, what does that mean?"

They also took the opportunity to begin battlefield training.

"Stop the grass and scare the snake."

Xiaoqing replied without hesitation. She had become desensitized to the word "snake" because snakes appeared so frequently in military strategy that she had become numb to it.

Ancient people harbored too much malice towards snakes.

"That's right, we were actually at a disadvantage in this war."

Mr. Xu was somewhat frustrated. He could forgive Lu Pan for finding his lair last time, but there was really nothing he could do about that.

This time, even a nobody like Lei Huan came in. Unfortunately, he was kind-hearted and couldn't act as recklessly as Guo Bei, so he was somewhat restrained in his actions.

We must learn from this lesson and never let the enemy run rampant here again.

Even if we don't actively stir up bloodshed, we should still strive to ensure the safety of the region.

(End of this chapter)