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

The melancholy and eerie man suddenly realized, his eyes brightening for a moment before dimming again: "You mean, just get the gold directly? What if we get caught?"

Zhang Yangqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if he finds out, he won't dare to do anything to me."

The melancholic and enigmatic man couldn't understand why Zhang Yangqing was so confident, but he still chose to believe.

If my brother says it's nothing, then it's nothing.

The Seventh Young Master's lounge is on the same floor as the other young masters and ladies. Zhang Yangqing has been here before, when he went to see the Fifth Young Master.

The corridor was long and the lights were dim.

The seventh young master stopped in front of a black door with a gold, gleaming doorknob.

He pushed the door open and went in; the door closed silently.

Zhang Yangqing squatted down at the corner of the corridor and began to observe the Seventh Young Master's men.

Besides a few servants wearing white masks, there were also some mysterious people with straps wrapped around their necks and wearing hoods around the Seventh Young Master.

Their hoods were pulled down low, covering most of their faces, leaving only a pale chin visible.

According to Zhang Yangqing's observation, those bandaged people were not alive; they had no heartbeat and no breathing.

They exuded a faint aura of death.

The Seventh Young Master is obsessed with money, so who can help him protect his wealth?
Naturally, it refers to a dead person without desires.

Living people can be greedy, selfish, and prone to betrayal, but the dead cannot.

Turn the dead into puppets, and they will become your most loyal servants and your most terrifying weapons.

As darkness fell, the building grew increasingly gloomy.

The lights in the corridor seemed dimmer than during the day, and the shadows in the places where the light didn't reach were even darker, so dark that it looked like something was hiding inside.

The parking lot outside the building was filled with all kinds of luxury cars.

It seems that those who can enter this building are either very rich or very powerful.

Ordinary people can't even get through the main gate, let alone eat in the restaurant or rest in the guest room.

This is enough to show that the matriarch has a very important position in this world. Just like the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes in the Nine Netherworld, don't be fooled by her pitiful and cute appearance in the Undying Mountain Realm. In the human world below, she is a hegemon.

According to Zhang Yangqing's count, a total of seven guests came.

Young masters and young ladies, all the masters here have made their appearances, except for the mistress and the sixth young master.

He analyzed that these young masters and ladies probably had their own factions, with some acting independently.

For example, the Eighth Young Master, given his personality, appears to be one person on the surface, but in reality, he may also have illicit dealings with other young masters and ladies.

He's the kind of person who won't trust anyone, but he'll take advantage of others.

The one who truly belongs to someone else is Miss Jiu.

She has no faction, no subordinates, only her teddy bear and building blocks.

Zhang Yangqing waited for a long time outside the Seventh Young Master's room. He was waiting for an opportunity.

Finally, a bandaged person walked out from the other end of the corridor.

Zhang Yangqing gave Youyu Weiyi a wink and began to plan.

He nodded in a melancholy and eerie manner, took out a piece of drawing paper from his pocket, and ran his finger across the paper.

A monster appeared on the drawing paper, resembling a bizarre creature.

It jumped out of the drawing paper, landed on the ground, and made no sound.

It ran to the other end of the corridor, deliberately lingered in front of the bandaged man, and then turned into the stairwell.

The bandaged man stopped in his tracks, tilting his head as if judging something, or perhaps triggering the underlying code to eliminate the eerie entity.

Then he turned and chased after the monster. Zhang Yangqing and Youyu Weiyi followed behind, maintaining a safe distance.

The monster ran into the library, and the bandaged man chased after it.

You should know that Zhang Yangqing is invincible in this place.

Zhang Yangqing raised his hand and gently hooked his finger.

A thick copy of "Men's Fashion" flew out from the bookshelf, hovering in mid-air, its pages rustling as it turned.

The bandaged man turned around and lunged at Zhang Yangqing, but his body was only halfway out when he was sucked into the book.

The book closed and quietly returned to the bookshelf.

Zhang Yangqing walked over, took out the book, and opened it.

On the page, an unfamiliar human figure appears next to a model of fashionable menswear. He stands on the runway, wearing the latest suit, carrying a briefcase, and looking bewildered.

Zhang Yangqing closed the book and put it back on the bookshelf.

He picked up a pile of things from where the bandaged man had disappeared: bandages, a hood, a black robe, and a rusty key.

He put on the clothes, wrapped the bandages around his body, and put on the hood, covering most of his face.

The size was just right, as if it were tailor-made for him.

He left the library and returned to the corridor outside the Seventh Young Master's room, where he hid in the shadows.

Not long after, the Seventh Young Master came out of the room, his destination unknown, but his footsteps grew fainter and fainter.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Yangqing pushed open the door and entered the Seventh Young Master's room.

As for how Zhang Yangqing was able to enter the Seventh Young Master's room, which other chosen ones couldn't normally access, the answer is a matter of permissions.

According to intelligence, the reason why the third faction members are robbing clothes is because grabbing the clothes is equivalent to grabbing the privileges of that profession.

The bandaged mystery man is a dead servant created by the Seventh Young Master, so he granted them the authority to enter the room.

Zhang Yangqing had already obtained the clothes, so he could naturally enter.

The room was very large, even larger than the Fifth Young Master's lounge.

The floor was covered with dark wood flooring, topped with a thick, luxurious carpet. The carpet had an intricate pattern, with red, blue, and gold interwoven together. It was soft and quiet to walk on.

The walls are adorned with various famous paintings, including oil paintings and watercolors, each framed in an exquisite frame.

A row of glass cabinets stood against the wall, filled with various treasures, each piece polished to a shine and sparkling under the lights.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling was huge, almost filling the entire ceiling, and the light was on, dazzlingly bright.

The audience watching on the big screen didn't understand. What could Zhang Tianshi find if he went in at this time? Such a precious thing as gold buckle couldn't just be left outside, could it? There must be some mechanism or secret door inside.

Zhang Yangqing naturally knew this.

The reason he came in now is to find the secret door.

How to find it? That's easy for Zhang Yangqing.

He reasoned that since the Seventh Young Master had already obtained the treasure, he would definitely enter the room to open the hidden door and put the treasure inside.

Then look around for newly discovered footsteps, handprints, etc.

Soon, Zhang Yangqing found a spot where a ghost face doll was placed with fresh markings, and he began to try to decipher it.

There's actually a hint about this mechanism: the ghost-faced doll has two eyes, but they're not focused and are looking in different directions.

Based on the different areas being looked at by these two eyes, begin searching for clues and twisting the props in those areas.

Once the eyes of the ghost-faced doll were focused, a cabinet opened, and Zhang Yangqing walked straight inside. (End of Chapter)