Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

"I'm looking for Li Miao, is there a problem?"

Upon seeing the banknotes, the woman's eyes lit up instantly, her impatience vanished, and her face immediately filled with a fawning smile. She deftly opened the door: "Oh! Distinguished guest! Distinguished guest, please come in! Looking for Brother Miao, right? Please wait a moment! Just a moment!"

As she warmly ushered Lin Yu inside, she shouted into the inner room, "Old man! Get out here! The big boss is looking for you!"

The so-called living room was just a small space with a few greasy, broken tables and benches, and the floor was littered with cigarette butts and sunflower seed shells.

Soon, a man wearing a floral shirt, his chest open, revealing a thin frame and cheap tattoos, walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

His eyes were sunken, and his gaze was cloudy, carrying a slickness and ferocity that came from long years of mingling in the underworld. This man was none other than Li Miao.

Li Miao squinted, sizing up Lin Yu, who was dressed plainly but had a cold and aloof demeanor. His gaze lingered on the slight bulge in Lin Yu's clothes, then swept over the few banknotes clutched in his hand. A forced smile appeared on his face: "Young man, you look unfamiliar. Need something from me?"

Lin Yu, not wanting to waste words, cut to the chase, his voice calm: "I heard you acquired some old items from Wu Shenpo's son back then? I'm interested, name your price."

Li Miao grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth, a sly glint in his eyes: "Oh? You're pretty well-informed, aren't you? You do have some stuff."

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, looking troubled: "But... those things... although they're a bit broken, they're still old items, used by the old witch Wu back then. She used to be very powerful, so those items must have some 'divine energy' on them, right?"

Besides... you know how things are these days... the city walls aren't safe, these things... are in high demand!

Lin Yu, expressionless, slammed the hundred-yuan bill in his hand onto the greasy table: "Give me the stuff."

Upon seeing the banknote, Li Miao's eyes visibly lit up, a fleeting glint of greed in them.

But he quickly reverted to his slick tone, rubbing his hands together: "Well... young man, it's not that I'm not giving you face. One hundred... isn't that a bit too little? Those things, I paid for them..."

"Bang!"

A dull thud interrupted him!

Lin Yu didn't even see him draw his gun before the cold muzzle was pressed against Li Miao's forehead like a venomous snake!

The force of the impact caused Li Miao's head to snap back, leaving him frozen in place, the cigarette in his mouth falling to the ground.

The woman next to her screamed in fright and covered her mouth.

"Money, or peanuts." Lin Yu's voice was colder than the muzzle of a gun, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only a chilling killing intent: "Choose one."

Cold sweat instantly poured from Li Miao's forehead and back.

He had spent many years in the lower rungs of society and had seen some ruthless people, but this guy in front of him, who would confront someone head-on at the slightest disagreement and whose eyes were as cold as ice shards, was definitely a first.

The cold touch of the gun barrel and the undisguised ferocity emanating from the other person made him have no doubt that the other person would pull the trigger at any moment.

"Don't...don't be impulsive! Brother! Let's talk this out! Let's talk this out!" Li Miao's voice changed, his body stiffened, he dared not move, and he forced a smile that looked worse than crying.

"The things...the things are in the inner room! I...I'll go get them right now! I'll go get them right now!"

A few minutes later, Li Miao, trembling, carried out a dusty, musty wooden box from the inner room and carefully placed it on the table.

The box was opened, revealing a jumble of items: several faded yellow paper talismans with distorted symbols, a palm-sized compass with torn edges, several black incense sticks of indeterminate material, and a large number of other miscellaneous items of unknown purpose.

Lin Yu's gaze swept over the trash, his brows furrowing.

Most of these items are not game props; they are just ordinary things.

Just when he thought he had made a wasted trip, his eyes fell on a small item in the far corner of the box.

It was a small bell, only the size of a baby's fist, dark bronze in color, covered with verdigris and dirt.

The bell has a simple and ancient design, with some blurry patterns that resemble both cloud patterns and ghost faces.

It lay quietly at the bottom of the box, completely inconspicuous.

Soul-Shaking Bell

Category: Weapons

Attribute: Special

Grade: Iron

Durability: 5/20

effect:

Soul Shock: Shaking the bell can cause a mental shock to spirit-type targets (the effect depends on the target's mental attribute).

Description: An ancient ritual implement, but it has been severely damaged due to long-term improper preservation.

Not bad, a black iron-grade magic weapon. Although its durability is a bit low, the "Soul-Shaking" effect is quite good. It was worth the trip.

He picked up the bell; it was cold and heavy to the touch, and a faint, chilling aura emanated from his palm.

Lin Yu put the bell in his pocket, looked at Li Miao, pointed to the pile of junk, and asked, "Is this all? Is there nothing else?"

Li Miao was quite interesting. Holding the hundred-yuan bill, he seemed to have already forgotten the moment when a gun was pointed at his head. He rolled his eyes and said with a forced smile, "There is also a strangely shaped willow branch. It's amazing that it hasn't rotted all these years, but it's not with me anymore. It was taken by Liu Dagui on the second floor."

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, surprised that his casual question had actually yielded results. Willow branches do indeed have the effect of exorcising ghosts in traditional mythology, and might actually be a piece of equipment in the game.

So he asked, "Where exactly does Liu Dagui live?"

Li Miao quickly told Lin Yu Liu Dagui's address in great detail, as if afraid Lin Yu wouldn't be able to find it.

Lin Yu nodded, ignoring Li Miao's ulterior motives, and turned to leave.

After confirming that Lin Yu had left, Li Miao quickly closed the door, looking at the banknotes in her hand with a smile.

Beside them, the middle-aged woman said worriedly, "Honey, those junk things can't really fight ghosts, can they? Is it really a bad idea for us to just sell them like this?"

Li Miao waved his hand and said, "Long hair, short brains. You really want to stay in this godforsaken place? We're not broke, we can survive anywhere."

The middle-aged woman suddenly realized and nodded quickly.

But right after they finished speaking, their bodies suddenly stopped in place, and their once bright eyes gradually lost focus.

Five seconds later, the two of them shivered. Li Miao looked at the banknotes in her hand with a smile and muttered, "Great! I can go and have fun with Xiao Hong and the others for a few more days."

Beside her, a middle-aged woman rolled her eyes at Li Miao and said irritably that they should split the money in half when they met, and that she would also get a share.

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