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[04:57:09]
[{Gold B} passes the identity of the [Ghost] with {Water A}.]
Ji Dong and Fan Luming immediately stood up.
Brother Fan used his powers to stop the bleeding of the wound on Teacher Dagen’s stomach. Then, he took off his jacket and tore it into large pieces of cloth, wrapping his belly and abdomen firmly, at least to ensure that the wounded man’s intestines would not fall out from the injury.
After doing all this, Fan Luming told Mo Tiangen to find a secret place to hide to avoid being caught by the demons before hurrying to the previously agreed pavilion to meet with Ji Dong who was waiting there.
The two waited apprehensively for a few moments until the silence was broken by the little boy’s soft, nasal prompting voice.
“Hey, tell me.”
Fan Luming nervously tugged on Ji Dong’s sleeve.
“Did Mr. Ren and my sister succeed?”
According to their plan, the two would bring down Wutong Shen, and then the sister of the Fan family would replace Ren Jianmo as the [Ghost].
However, the two looked at the quiet Tongtian Pavilion from a distance, and it didn’t look like anything had happened. The uneventfulness really made people feel uncertain.
Ji Dong thought for a while, and decided to place his confidence on Ren Jianmo, “Well, I think they should have succeeded.”
Fan Luming looked at the guards that stood in a circle around the Tongtian Pavilion and frowned again, “But even if they got the Wutongshen drunk, how would they get out of the Pavilion?”
Ji Dong felt that Fan Luming’s question made sense.
It could be said that entering the pavilion to send the beauty to bed was ordinary. But if ten minutes later, the beauty who had just entered hastily ran away, no matter how you thought about it, something wasn’t right?
As long as the monsters guarding the gate were not brainless idiots, they would definitely have felt suspicious. If there was too much commotion, even if the person was as strong as Ren Jianmo, it would still be too difficult to fight against this many…
“… Yes!”
Ji Dong slapped his head and came up with an idea.
He fished out a stack of paper pieces cut into the shape of a small person from his lapel.
This was a Class B collectible that Zhao Zhui gave to Ji Dong in order to show his sincere cooperation. It was called [Onmyoji’s Shikigamis (Beginner Level)].
The reason why it was only “Beginner Level” was that it didn’t have any offensive power. It could only help pass on messages and scout for news and was otherwise quite useless.
But their advantages are also obvious—it had many uses—and the working method was also super simple.
Ji Dong organized them in his hand and estimated that there were about thirty sheets in this stack, which was enough for him this time.
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Ji Dong handed the little paper man to Fan Luming, who immediately grabbed the railing of the pavilion and threw it far away in the direction of Tongtian Pavilion.
The paper figurine rushed out, like a white butterfly in the night, flying higher and higher, and soon disappeared into the night.
The words on the second and third paper figurines were written quickly, and Fan Luming took them and sent them flying just like before.
At this time, the first small paper man released had already flown to the Tongtian Pavilion.
According to the master’s instructions, it quietly stuck to the beams of the first floor, hugged the pillars with both hands, slid down a few times, stretched out its small hand, and poked at the back of one of the guards’ necks.
The guard was horrified and immediately turned back.
However, the paper figurine’s reaction was faster, and it had already flashed back behind the pillar with a “swish”, perfectly avoiding the sight of the monster.
“Damn it!”
The demon guarding the door had goosebumps, “Why do I feel like something just poked me in the neck?”
His companion glared at him, “You got a mosquito bite, didn’t you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
The challenged demon immediately retorted.
“You have been in the Zhilan Xianfu Mansion for twenty or thirty years, haven’t you? Have you ever seen a mosquito here… hey!”
Before he could finish his words, he received another blow on his back ankle.
The guards who were teased by the paper man were instantly struck by an electric shock, jumping three feet high, cursing, and looking down, but he saw a white shadow sticking to the wall, and jumped out swiftly.
“There is something fishy!”
The guards shouted, raised their weapons, and went after the white shadow in the direction it disappeared.
For a moment, the guard in front of the Tongtian Pavilion became agitated by the paper man released by the Ji Dong, searching every nook and cranny for it.
At this time, Fan Hemian had also just walked up to the stairs and was leaning on the door frame to take a look. She was pleasantly surprised to find that the door was wide open, and the guard guarding the door was not there. She immediately lifted the hem of her skirt, crossed the threshold, put her head down, and with small steps, rushed out.
The guards, who were busy “searching” for the paper man, of course, saw the tiny servant girl coming out from Tongtian Pavilion.
However, they were busy looking for the culprit who dared to make trouble in front of the Emperor’s Mansion, and on the other hand, they also felt that it was normal for Emperor to keep beautiful women around to serve him, and it wouldn’t be strange for him to have sent the maid away, so no one came forward to interrogate her.
When she was out of the guard’s range of sight, Fan Hemian ran behind a lush rose tree to hide. She then lifted the hem of her skirt, tied it around her waist, and ran all the way towards the pavilion behind the rockery.
……
“Sister!”
Seeing that his sister had returned safely, Fan Luming let out a huge sigh of relief and jumped up to grab Fan Hemian’s hand.
But Ji Dong is more concerned about another person at this moment: “Where is Mr. Ren?”
“It’s all right. He’s all right. Not a single one of us got injured!”
Fan Hemian waved her hand to reassure Ji Dong, and then explained:
“After Mr. Ren got Wutongshen drunk, he also killed him, and I have the key—it’s on me.”
Fan’s sister paused, then said.
“But he seems to be not feeling well, even getting up and walking is difficult. I noticed that his appearance isn’t suitable to continue the mission, so I let him stay in Tongtian Pavilion.”
She smiled wryly and winked meaningfully.
“The most dangerous place is the safest place, it’s not difficult for him to hide there for half an hour.”
Fan Luming raised his eyebrows in surprise.
In the [Peach Blossom Spring], participants can use points to strengthen their bodies, even the frailest and sickly participants, as long as they can get back to the [Peach Blossom Spring] for a day, they can adjust their physical quality to a pain-free and disease-free state.
So when Fan Luming heard that Ren Jianmo was not injured, but “unwell,” he found it unbelievable and very inconceivable.
Ji Dong knew that Ren Jianmo would often show discomfort after using his abilities. Although he didn’t know the reason, it probably had something to do with his abilities.
So he nodded, indicating that he understood.
Ji Dong and the Fan siblings left the pavilion and hurriedly headed to the front hall.
By this time, the wine cellar had completely burned to ashes.
Due to the absence of combustible materials, the fire in the wine cellar also decreased, but the hot wind and drifting soot sparks ignited some of the adjacent buildings, which alarmed half of the house’s demons and monsters.
In the whole mansion, there was a lot of noise everywhere, people who were busy fighting the fire, those who were looking for people, and those who watched with excitement chattering and quarreling, no one even noticed Ji Dong and the Fan siblings with inconspicuous appearances and clothing.
So the three of them smoothly went to the back of the front hall.
The treasury and the back door of the main hall were opposite each other, separated only by a patio.
Since there was a rockery with flowing water in the courtyard and a small area of planted green bamboo, when people came out from the back door of the main hall, they’d have to bypass these two landscapes to see the door of the treasury behind.
The banquet in the front hall had been over for more than half an hour. At this time, the cups and plates were strewn everywhere and no one had cleaned up. A few monsters who were too drunk to get up were paralyzed between the tables and chairs and were sleeping and snoring loudly.
Ji Dong and the other two walked around the small bamboo forest and saw the red-painted door of the treasury. There were two brass Pixiu in front of the door, each with mouths wide open as if they were roaring at them. The sculptors were lifelike and quite frightening.
“Well, sister, pass me the [Ghost] identity”
Fan Luming nudged his sister’s waist with his elbow and said softly.
Fan Hemian turned her head and looked at her brother.
There was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.
According to their plan, this was the last round of handover.
After passing this round, each of the remaining seven participants in the mansion had carried the identity of “ghost” on their backs twice, and there was no way out for all of them.
What happened next would determine “success or death.”
If everything went according to plan, everyone could survive. If they failed, the group would be destroyed here.
Fan Hemian stretched out her hand and put it on his brother’s hand.
Fan Luming felt her sister’s fingers were cold, and her fingertips were still slightly shaking.
He knew that his sister was nervous.
It should even be said that she is afraid.
“Come on!”
Fan Luming held her sister’s finger firmly, “I believe in you!”
Fan Hemian took a deep breath, tried to calm his slightly shaken mind, opened her mouth, smiled brightly at her brother, and then said in a steady voice, “I’ve caught you.”
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At this time, it was already the fifth hour since the participants had entered this [Film].
[05:05:28]
[{Water A} passed the identity of the [Ghost] to {Water B}.]
Ji Dong took the delicate key inlaid with emeralds from Fan Hemian, inserted it into the keyhole and then twisted it with force.
There was a sound of “cackling,” and the big lock that was as big as a human head hanging on the door bolt of the treasury came loose, like a rose blossoming, peeling off layer by layer until the ninth layer was peeled off. Only then, did it really reveal the inner workings.
It was a pair of blue-gold rings, connected in pairs, tightly twisted around the half of the key.
“This… what should we do next?”
Fan Luming looked around when someone anxiously said: “This lock… it’s not open yet ah!”
“Wait, don’t rush, let me think…”
Ji Dong’s eyebrows twisted into a knot, carefully observing the delicate door lock in front of him.
This thing, he thought, was very much like the nine linked rings he had played with as a child.
This key must be the key to unlock it, but they haven’t figured out how to use it.
