What kind of divination am I doing?

The elven bartender noticed Lu Qiao's predicament and stepped forward to help him leave the Outland tavern.

"Scared? Is this your first time experiencing something like this? Do you need my help?" the elven bartender asked.

Lu Qiao felt weak in his legs and light in his body. Every step felt like cotton touching the ground. If he hadn't been leaning on his suitcase, he would have collapsed long ago.

"Can you help? How can you help?" Lu Qiao asked subconsciously, his voice clearly lacking confidence.

"I happen to know a forgetting spell, but I'll have to try it to see if it works." The elven bartender said, raising her hand and poking Lu Qiao on the forehead before slapping him.

"Forgetting spell?" Lu Qiao repeated, seeing a section of white light slowly being drawn out of his head, with part of it still connected to Lu Qiao's head.

When the elven bartender was accessing the road and bridge memory points, she noticed something was amiss.

The elven bartender noticed that Lu Qiao's memories were particularly fragmented, a situation that might be similar to the memory problems experienced by ordinary people.

But even if they are similar, there will only be one or two similarities. However, the memories of Luqiao are different. Almost every year there will be a break of one or two days, and the break can be long or short.

Especially two years ago, I lost two whole months of my memory.

These are abnormal; they can only be the work of a human. Someone deliberately altered Luqiao's memories. However, the fact that the other party was able to detect it means that their methods are not particularly sophisticated, just like mine.

Can this be discussed? Obviously not. Even the elven bartender is wary that it was the black cat from the lich race who did it.

Coming to his senses, the elven bartender tried to piece things together, deleting the images and associations of gore from Lu Qiao's mind.

The elven bartender displayed the fully extracted light spot, then flicked it into the air, and the white light spot dissipated in all directions.

After the operation was completed, Luqiao blinked.

He felt the elven bartender touch him, and then a beam of light shone from her.

Lu Qiao snapped out of his daze: "You've lost my memories? But I don't seem to have lost any of them?"

"You can't detect it. The human brain can repair and edit itself. I only edited it, I didn't damage it. You were just scared, so I just removed your associations with the gory images and what came afterward. You're much more normal now," the elven bartender replied.

With this reminder, Lu Qiao remembered that there seemed to be invisible lizardmen who came to help. Then the corpse was taken into the kitchen by the mushroom, and then he saw the elven bartender standing in front of him.

But all the footage related to this incident is gone!

Lu Qiao looked at the five open bags of gold in the Outer Domain Tavern, then said, "The gold is in hand. I'll pass on the expenses incurred to Black Cat... I mean, Aini's."

"I will arrange for various ethnic groups to help with the sales as soon as possible, taking only a 10% service fee. Of that, 3% is a service fee for the tavern, and 7% is a commission for the customers who help with the sales," the elven bartender explained.

Lu Qiao nodded: "Understood, I will tell the truth."

"There will be no other deductions, and the price of gold will not be lower than 95% of the local market price. We will try our best to provide receipts for every transaction; please forgive us if we don't," the elven bartender explained.

From Luqiao's perspective, this was a matter between the black cat and the elven bartender, so Luqiao didn't care. He opened his suitcase and confirmed that the bowls and chopsticks inside were for returning tomorrow.

At this moment, the elven bartender spoke up again: "By the way, when Aini was here, I was too embarrassed to ask, so I didn't know your name."

"Oh, my name is Luqiao!" Luqiao replied.

"By the way, just out of curiosity, what happened to Aini's previous servants?" the elven bartender asked.

"That servant was my aunt! She's dead," Lu Qiao replied, there was no need to hide it.

"Please accept my condolences. By the way, have you known Aini for a long time?" the elven bartender asked again.

Lu Qiao shook his head: "The first time you saw me was the first time I met Black Cat."

Upon hearing this, the elven bartender, though puzzled, smiled and said, "Luqiao, a good name, I'll remember it."

"What's your name?" Lu Qiao then came over.

"My name is Monica," the elven bartender Monica had just said.

At that moment, the mushroom man came out from the kitchen of the tavern, carrying a black bag in his hand.

After handing the black bag to Monica, the mushroom man returned the way he came.

Monica glanced at the contents of the bag and turned to Lu Qiao: "They said this contains the weapons of five dead men—three rifles, two pistols, some bullets, and five daggers. Should I sell them for you, or do you want to take them yourself?"

Lu Qiao was taken aback; he had never handled firearms before. He held out his hand: "Give it to me; we need something to defend ourselves too."

Monica understood and handed the black bag in her hand to Lu Qiao.

Lu Qiao opened it, glanced at it, and stuffed it into the suitcase he had brought.

The rifle is too long for this suitcase.

Even with the zipper zipped up, three gun barrels were still visible. Helplessly, a black plastic bag was used to cover them up, and that was it.

"I look forward to seeing you again," Monica said, turning and closing the door behind her.

The door was not completely closed, and Luqiao stood in the courtyard in front of the gate.

At this moment, Lu Qiao was thinking about the forgetting technique that Monica mentioned. The forgetting technique is not about deleting memories, but about making the images of the memory at that time impossible for people to recall deeply.

In other words, it becomes blurred and fragmented. If someone reminds you, you will still have a memory of the event, but you won't have any visual details.

Thinking of the roads and bridges here, I instantly feel a sense of familiarity!

Yes, it looks a lot like the time after a house fire.

Lu Qiao only remembered that he seemed very sad at that time, but now the sad images of that time are just like this mission.

I did experience the event myself, but there are no images of it at all.

Could it be that I was once subjected to an amnesia spell, or is it that my brain is so stimulated that it instinctively forgets some things?

As Lu Qiao pondered this, he could feel the chill no longer emanating from inside the door, indicating that the Outer Realm Tavern had closed.

Without thinking further, Lu Qiao stepped forward and touched the gate.

The black cat stood in the hall, gazing at the road and bridge, and meowed, asking, "Is it over?"

Lu Qiao, regaining his senses, nodded: "They said the fee for helping is 31,000, and the handling fee is 10%. The gold price will not be lower than 95% of the local market price."

"Alright, let's go back!" the black cat said.

"It's strange, why don't I feel any sense of accomplishment after making money?" Lu Qiao complained helplessly.

The black cat, without turning its head, continued walking and complained, "You resolved the inheritance tax issue the very day you arrived, and you haven't accomplished anything yet?"

Lu Qiao grabbed his suitcase and stepped forward, intending to take the red rope and bell away before leaving.

Lu Qiao had just entered the hall and hadn't even had time to close the gate to the courtyard behind him.

Ding-a-ling~ Clang~!

Lu Qiao's breath hitched in his throat when the bell tied to the gate rang.

This thing doesn't make noise for no reason; it means someone opened the door and turned the handle to come in.

Lu Qiao looked at the black cat, and the black cat turned its head to look at Lu Qiao.

Both of them understood what had happened; someone was coming in.

Zhao Chengpeng and Liu Bo were both sent away, and Lu Qiao had Zhao Chengpeng's keys.

Therefore, the person who came in could only be one of Boss Shen's men, the one who actually came to make contact with these bandits.

The black cat leaped toward Luqiao, but Luqiao pushed his suitcase and ran to the side.

The black cat missed its target, and Lu Qiao dodged the cat's attack.

Lu Qiao knew one thing: even if he turned into a rat, his clothes would still be left at the scene, his suitcase was not fully closed and three gun barrels were exposed, and the black plastic bag was still very obvious even if it was wrapped up, so he would be discovered immediately.

If the people Lao Shen sent see these things, they will definitely have a hard time explaining themselves, and it will cause big problems.

The black cat missed its target and turned to look at Luqiao with a puzzled expression.

"Why is there a bell?"

"Let's talk inside!"

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the red rope was pulled.

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!

The sound of bells rang out continuously.

Taking advantage of the noisy bells, Luqiao pushed his luggage and hid behind the front desk.

The black cat, having missed its target, stood frozen, staring at the road and bridge.

Lu Qiao looked at the black cat awkwardly, pointed to the suitcase, and then shook his clothes.

Black Cat wasn't stupid; he naturally understood Lu Qiao's implication and realized that, just as Lu Qiao had said, the plan had almost failed.

As the bells gradually faded, Lu Qiao adjusted his suitcase and held it in front of him while the last sound lingered.

The sound of bells continued, and the two men who wanted to come in frantically crumpled the red rope and bells into a ball.

"Strange, why are there so many ropes and bells here!"

"Put it on the ground, and don't make any more noise. It must have been the older guys who put it there, probably as a warning device to let them know someone has come in."

"Oh, that makes sense."

The two men put down the crumpled red rope and bell and walked into the hall.

Left with no other choice, the black cat ran out through the back door, which was still open.

"What just scrolled past?!"

"I saw it clearly now, it looks like a black cat ran out!"

"It's normal for stray cats to be like that; they probably think there's food inside!"

"What are you doing!"

"Turn on the lights!"

"Turn on the light, my foot! Take this, use this and don't turn on the light!"

"oh."

……

Two flashlights were taken out of the bag, one for each person.

"What are you doing now!"

"Close the door!"

"Shut up my foot! Just go in, call everyone, and we'll all be out. It's pointless!"

"oh."

……

The man grabbed the flashlight and banged it on his companion's shoulder.

"Which way the hell are you going?!"

"Look where they've hidden!"

"What are you looking at! I already said, the tunnel is in the warehouse. The owner didn't rent this main hall, but you have to go in from here!"

"oh."

……

Lu Qiao's heart was in his throat. If he let another person see the hall, he would definitely be discovered.

Two flashlights were turned on one after the other and shone on the doorway. Lu Qiao was hiding at the reception desk on the side.

The suitcase blocked the view in front of the road bridge, obscuring the view of the other side. Fortunately, there were no lights in the lobby.

With only the light from the two flashlights, Lu Qiao knew that if he didn't move, it would be difficult for him to see himself.

The sound of two people's footsteps approached from afar, but their destination was not Luqiao.

Instead, it was the back door that the black cat had just knocked open when it escaped. The two people opened the door and went inside.

"Hey guys, where are you?"

One of them mustered his courage and shouted. The words sounded very familiar to Lu Qiao, because he had said the same thing when he went in earlier.

Seeing the two people walk into the courtyard towards the warehouse, Lu Qiao picked up his suitcase.

The suitcase contained six lunchboxes, which weren't heavy, but the three protruding rifles, two pistols, and five daggers were quite substantial.

Lu Qiao could only lift it with all his might and move it towards the door.

"Brothers, stop hiding! Boss Shen sent us to take you away!"

Luqiao could still hear their conversation, and he realized that this was the translation ability that the black cat had given him.

Even the faintest sound will appear before my eyes as long as there is a sound.

But the next moment, Luqiao was stunned.

The two stopped shouting, probably because they were afraid of disturbing the neighbors, so they lowered their voices.

The sounds Lu Qiao heard were intermittent, and the voice in his mind became: "Where...are...the...brothers...?"

Based on a rough analysis and the previous sentence, it seems the question is still about where the older brothers are.

But this is ridiculous; the translation ability is so poor that it can't even display the full translation because the audio is unclear.

Just then, a cat's meow reached my ears.

"Close your eyes!"

This is a reminder from the black cat; closing your eyes at this moment must have a meaning.

Lu Qiao tried closing his eyes, and even though his eyes were closed, he could see even more clearly.

Lu Qiao's view at this moment was not inside the hall, but in the courtyard outside.

They could see everything in the yard! At that moment, the two men were looking up at the eaves.

"Did you hear the cat meowing? The cat's on the roof."

"Go! Go! Go!"

"It's no use. It just went inside, but we chased it out. It holds a grudge against us."

"It's just a cat, never mind."

Their conversation could not only be heard, but also seen!

This perspective? Lu Qiao instantly realized it was provided to him by the black cat!

The perspective comes from the eaves, a completely overhead view.

Lu Qiao pondered, perhaps it was when the black cat poked him with its fingernail the first time he went to the outer realm tavern that some kind of master-servant contract was formed.

Luqiao realized he could turn a blind eye!

Lu Qiao began to try, closing his left eye.

As expected, it's synchronized now, and Luqiao now has views from two different locations.

The open eyes belong to myself, the closed eyes belong to the black cat.

Therefore, Luqiao could still hear the two men's conversation by relying on the black cat.

At this moment, the road and bridge continued to move towards the exit, but the movement was slow and no sound was made.

Lu Qiao listened to the two men's conversation and realized that they were still looking for the bandits he had killed.

Therefore, Luqiao now has ample time to move out and can also clearly determine roughly when they will return to the hall.

Luqiao began to move away while keeping an eye on the conversation.

"I can't shout any louder, or I won't see anyone!"

"Don't tell me I can't see!"

"What should we do?"

"Let's see if any of the holes we dug are still hiding inside?"

"Go down and see!"

"Why me?!"

"It's not you, it's me! Hurry up and go down and check!"

"Oh"

……

Luqiao had just spotted the main entrance and was about to push it open and go out.

Lu Qiao was holding the doorknob with one hand and carrying his luggage with the other when he heard a sound at his feet.

Ding-a-ling~ Clang~!

It was the bell that had just been crumpled up by two men, which Lu Qiao kicked.