Headless Immortal

Chapter 70 Gold and Jewelry

Chapter 70 Gold and Jewelry
Zhou Changcai, who had been standing still, pondered deeply.

Seeing the fog engulfing Wu Agui, he took two steps back, glanced back, and then turned back to his dormitory.

The dormitory was empty.

Then I rushed to the library.

He recognized all the students in the three-story building one by one until he found them.
With a determined heart, I stood at the door and shouted my name loudly.

The students were astonished and turned to look at him.

Some short-tempered people would simply stop them.

"Do not speak of what is improper!"

Amidst the surge of magical power, a spiritual incantation was written on the gate of the library, and the high-pitched sound abruptly stopped.

"It sounds like they're calling us?" Lü He asked in surprise.

"It's Brother Zhou."

The established saying has been set.

The two busied themselves packing their things.

Zhou Changcai opened his mouth wide and shouted as fast as he could.

But he was as if he had lost his voice, unable to utter a single sound.

In a panic, he stumbled and staggered towards the library.

The voice rang out again: "No entry for indecent acts."

Another pale-colored talisman was superimposed on the first talisman to appear. Zhou Changcai bumped into the talisman and fell to the side. He couldn't get through the door, couldn't speak, and let out a sob as tears streamed down his face.

He really didn't know what to do. His indifference towards those who had the law vanished, leaving only deep awe.

"Brother Zhou!" Lü He stepped forward to help Zhou Changcai up.

Cheng Yan turned to look at Wen Lou, clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Please, Senior Brother, show mercy."

"That's all."

A clear, melodious male voice drifted over.

The talisman patterns faded.

Unable to speak, Zhou Changcai let out a cry and quickly covered his mouth, fearing that one of his fellow disciples in the library might put another talisman on him.

I can't say it, yet I can't not say it.

Zhou Changcai said in a high-pitched voice, "Something's happened!"

Cheng Yan's first reaction was to turn around and look at the old cat perched on the book basket.

The black cat swung its thick tail, squinted its golden eyes, and slowly licked its fur.

The body's habits are enormous.

"Tell me on the way."

"Yep."

Three people, a cat, and a mouse travel together.

……

Cheng Yan frowned: "So, Brother Wu went to the mural hall in the backyard of the Zen temple."

"Oh no, we only talked about the opportunity and not the danger. That mural is full of mountain spirits and old ghosts that eat people at the drop of a hat."

Lu He still breaks out in a cold sweat when he recalls the scene that day.

If it weren't for the Fairy of Fanlou's guidance, he and Chengyan would probably have been trapped in the tavern.

Moreover, Mr. Sanshan should have left like Mr. Ziran, and they don't know what the situation is inside now.

"Oh dear, what should we do!"

Zhou Changcai was terrified.

"Meow."

The cat remained as indifferent as ever.

Cheng Yan and Lü He exchanged a glance, and immediately felt much more at ease.

They couldn't delay any longer, so the three men and two strange creatures hurriedly headed towards the Zen temple on the back mountain.

What normally takes the time it takes to burn an incense stick can be reached in a moment.

Upon reaching the main hall, one can see a crack in the middle of the huge mural.

"Why don't we tell the dean?" Zhou Changcai dared not go in; though he was dissolute, he was actually quite timid.

Wu Agui was incredibly bold; he even dared to steal his grandfather's concubine.

He might play a few big tricks at most, but when he gets home he'll still get a beating from the old man's shoes. It was only because he played too hard last time that he was sent to the academy to study.

"Reporting to the dean again would take too much time."

Cheng Yan added, "I don't think there should be any major danger."

"Alright, you and Brother Lü stay at the door, I'll go in and look for Brother Wu. If I haven't come out in more than 15 minutes, go and tell the dean."

Cheng Yan, carrying a basket of books, took the lead, confident in his martial arts skills and able to handle the situation.

Furthermore, Uncle Cat is sitting on the book basket and embroidery bag.

“I’ll go with you,” Lü He said, stepping forward. “Me, me too…”

Zhou Changcai stammered for a long time but couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Suddenly.

The cracks were filled with billowing mist.

Cheng Yan drew his sword from his waist.

To the astonishment of the three, a figure stepped out of the rift, parting the mist.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Lü?"

The visitor asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Wu Agui!"

Zhou Changcai demanded, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Of course I'm a person." It was Wu Agui who stepped out of the gap. His chest and back were stuffed with something, and before anyone could react, the fog vanished and the mural collapsed with a crash. There was no longer any deep doorway, only broken walls.

Cheng Yan didn't sheathe his iron sword: "Are you alright?"

"How could anything happen? Didn't you all say that going in would bring you a great opportunity?"

"I didn't see any gentleman, but I did meet a man wearing a straw hat."

Wu Agui quickly checked his pockets.

Open it up and take a look.

The dazzling display of jade and jewels filled a large bag, making Wu Agui look like a pregnant woman.

Wu Agui boasted, "Although I didn't gain any magical power, I still had a stroke of luck!"

"So, Brother Zhou, are you regretting it now?"

"If you come in with me, you'll definitely gain something too."

As he spoke, Wu Agui glanced back at the mural, shook his head, and sighed, "What a pity, it's gone."

"Is it really jewelry?"

"real!"

Everyone had different expressions, but Lu He asked in surprise, "Did the man in the bamboo hat say that Brother Wu should exchange the jade and jewelry for silver, and that he would come to collect it later?"

Wu Agui was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Lu He's tone suddenly changed: "Before we went up the mountain to study, someone in the county town died."

"Everyone should know this."

"When we arrived at the county government office, the magistrate was presiding over a case."

Wu Agui asked, "What does that have to do with anything?"

Lu He asserted confidently: "He was killed by a monster."

"A monster?" Cheng Yan asked in astonishment.

"Correct."

Lu He turned to look at Cheng Yan, then back at Wu Agui's bag of jewelry, and said, "Lao Chai'er and I were fishing on the Xunyang River when we encountered a monster. It didn't harm us; instead, it gave us some pearls, saying it would help it exchange them for silver, and we can keep some of the silver for ourselves."

"So that's it!"

Zhou Changcai suddenly realized why Lü He, who was so poor, was able to enroll in school by donating money.

He felt that there wouldn't be that many good things; what kind of luck would it take to strike a pearl worth hundreds of taels of silver?

Wu Agui threw all the jewelry aside and said, trembling, "What should I do? I don't want to die."

Cheng Yan saw the problem and said, "As long as you keep your promise and exchange the silver for it, there shouldn't be any problems."

"During the trial, it was said that the fisherman had been indulging in debauchery at a brothel for several days before encountering a monster. It seems he had spent all the silver he had exchanged for jewelry."

“Brother Cheng is absolutely right,” Lü He nodded.

With him as a living example, Wu Agui would not be in danger of losing his life as long as he followed his example.

Wu Agui quickly picked up all the jewelry.

"What does a monster need money for?"

"Who knows."

"Let's try to exchange it for silver if possible."

"Without the mural as a passage, monsters might not dare to enter the academy, and the teachers at the academy are all very capable."

"Don't gamble, this is my life."

Everyone offered their own analysis.

Lu Xun the black cat shifted into a more comfortable position.

He has made good progress in both literacy and martial arts, and can almost recognize all commonly used characters.

The four million is still nowhere to be found.