I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Zhang Yangqing laughed and said, "These things are all about fate. You and I are destined to meet. I'll just say a few things, and how much you can remember is your skill."

This statement perfectly reflects his easygoing nature; after all, Taoism emphasizes fate and destiny.

Isn't this also a way of sowing a seed of Taoism in all the heavens and myriad worlds?

The melancholy and eerie man immediately kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, elder brother."

His forehead hit the floor with a dull thud.

It is evident that his melancholic and enigmatic attitude has changed.

I used to treat Zhang Yangqing like a buddy, but now I really treat him like a father.

Why did Zhang Yangqing teach him these things? Perhaps it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing.

If you increase his favorability and trust level, he'll work harder, won't he?

This dangerous building definitely needs help.

I spent a long time copying Zhang Yangqing's drawings, which were melancholic and eerie.

He sat in the corner, a new sheet of paper spread out on his easel, meticulously copying the talismans and patterns stroke by stroke.

He painted very slowly, looking at each stroke several times before daring to put it down.

He would start over if he made a mistake, wasting sheet after sheet of paper without feeling any remorse. His only concern was that, as a master painter, he couldn't even capture one-tenth of Zhang Yangqing's skill level.

Several hours passed, and he was still drawing, without even changing his posture.

Zhang Yangqing, meanwhile, dozed off to conserve his energy while watching the surveillance footage.

There probably wasn't much going on during the day. The young masters and ladies were in their respective rooms, and the guests hadn't arrived yet, so the corridor was empty.

Around five or six in the afternoon, the little girl woke up.

She jumped off the chair, stretched, rubbed her eyes, and walked over to Zhang Yangqing: "Big brother, I want to go out and play, want to come with me?"

Miss Jiu's voice was still hoarse from just waking up.

Zhang Yangqing said, "I still have to work. You go ahead and have some fun."

She nodded, hugged the teddy bear, and ran out, her ponytail swaying behind her.

In the surveillance footage, she walked through the corridor, went down the stairs, and pushed open the door to the toy room.

The building blocks were still piled on the ground, and the teddy bear was still lying in the corner.

She ran over, picked up the teddy bear, and started building with blocks again.

At that moment, the melancholy and eerie figure approached.

His drawing board was already covered with talismans. Although he wasn't very skilled at it yet, they were already quite impressive.

He stood beside Zhang Yangqing, looking at the little girl on the monitor. After a moment of silence, he said, "Big brother, with your abilities, you should teach Miss Jiu. Her future will definitely be limitless. I know you have a promise to her, but helping her become stronger is also a form of protection."

The melancholic and eerie tone was serious; it wasn't just casual talk.

Actually, he was very smart. He knew that if Miss Jiu cultivated to the peak, she would be an absolute powerhouse.

Moreover, Miss Jiu must have such talent, otherwise how could she be the mistress's favorite daughter?

Wouldn't it be better to have Miss Jiu look after them from now on?
After all, only the two of them have a good relationship with Miss Jiu.

Now is not the time to save face; we can appropriately change what we said before.

Zhang Yangqing shook his head: "No need, I have my own way of playing."

The melancholy and eerie figure wanted to say something, but seeing Zhang Yangqing's absolutely confident face, he swallowed his words.

He felt that his elder brother must have his reasons for doing this.

With that thought in mind, he went back to painting. As night fell, Zhang Yangqing became more alert.

His body seemed to automatically tense up, the laziness of the daytime disappeared, replaced by alertness.

Zhang Yangqing kept looking at the screen, his eyes almost never leaving it.

He was thinking about a problem, rule 15.

[Rule 15: If you see someone who looks exactly like you on surveillance footage, don't be surprised or panic. It's your mirror image. It won't harm you, but you can't let it know you've seen it. It can help you do things you don't want to do.]

Zhang Yangqing was thinking about how to make his mirror image appear as soon as possible.

To the vast majority of chosen ones, this is a concept that "will appear when the time comes" or "will be triggered naturally when the conditions are met".

They don't think about it, and they can't even judge when the mirror image will appear; all they can do is wait.

Zhang Yangqing could tell that there must be some prerequisites.

First, extract the keyword: "[Seeing yourself in the surveillance footage]".

How can I see myself in the surveillance footage?

A scenario flashed into his mind.

That is, when you appear in front of the surveillance camera, the surveillance footage happens to malfunction, similar to the image freezing.

Once I return to the monitoring room, I will be able to see myself on the monitor screen.

This is a reasonable assumption.

Other chosen ones who trigger this situation may need to continuously complete tasks under the monitoring screen, and occasionally encounter a monitoring failure.

Since this was a "professional project," Zhang Yangqing left the monitoring room and found a repairman.

The repairman was organizing his tools in the storage room. The floor was covered with a jumble of things: screwdrivers, pliers, wrenches, wires, and more.

When he saw Zhang Yangqing come in, he put down what he was doing, dusted off his hands, and asked, "Hey buddy, what's up?"

Zhang Yangqing didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "I do have something to trouble you with. Is there any way to freeze the surveillance footage? I mean, freeze the image without affecting future monitoring."

The repairman thought for a moment and said, "It's not difficult. You just need to carry a signal jammer, appear under the surveillance camera, activate the jammer, and the surveillance will freeze. This way, the surveillance equipment won't be damaged. When you return to the monitoring room, you can restart the equipment to restore it."

Zhang Yangqing asked, "How do you obtain a jammer? Do you have one?"

The repairman shook his head and explained, "I don't have that, but I can do a simple one. However, there's a difficulty."

Zhang Yangqing: "Go ahead."

Repairman: "I don't have the core metal of the jammer. It's a very special metal called 'Koujin'. Ordinary materials won't work, but Seventh Young Master should have some."

The repairman gave a wry smile as he said this: "As you know, the Seventh Young Master is only interested in profit. He won't take this out unless you have something better to trade with him."

Zhang Yangqing nodded, indicating that he would find a way.

This is a side quest. Find a way to obtain something more valuable and exchange it with the Seventh Young Master for quest items.

How do we obtain it? It seems there's no way, but don't forget, besides the young masters and ladies, there are also other guests in this building.

The guests will definitely need help. Find someone who looks like they have valuables, give them some help, and you'll get a reward.

With this in mind, Zhang Yangqing returned to the monitoring room, sat down in a chair, and began to observe the monitoring footage.

It was already dark when the lights in the corridor came on again. The dim yellow light blended with the gray sky outside the window, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

The young masters and ladies seemed to have all returned, and many more guests continued to enter through the main gate, some dressed in formal attire, some in casual clothes, some alone, and some in groups of three or five.

Their expressions were relaxed; they didn't seem to be there for a formal event, but rather to be visiting.

Zhang Yangqing looked at them one by one, memorizing them one by one. (End of Chapter)