The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 427 Petty Theft
Ordinary people in the world would not bother with the seals used by literati.

But this is not necessarily the case for people like Qu Le.

Because of his high status, he always had to sign his name, but his handwriting was ugly, so the seal was very useful at this time.

According to her third senior brother, half of the famous people in the Wulin Alliance have seals engraved, and at least two-thirds of them have seals engraved because of their ugly handwriting.

Only the remaining one third are likely to truly love seals.

A good seal is not cheap. Not only does the stone cost money, but the engraving also costs money.

So the third senior brother used this to warn them that in order to avoid spending more money when they grow up, they should practice calligraphy from now on to avoid having ugly handwriting and being embarrassed to see others.

Although she had never seen Qu Le's handwriting, looking at Qu Le's face, he looked like a person with bad handwriting.

Pan Yun judged Qu Le's handwriting by appearance and concluded that it was ugly. She turned his room upside down and finally found a small box from a bundle in the cabinet. When she opened it, she found two seals inside.

Pan Jun tried hard to distinguish them, but couldn't, so he continued to flip through them.

She put a stack of banknotes aside and frowned, "Why is there not even an ink pad?"

Pan Xiaohei was holding the door for her. Hearing a noise from the opposite side, he meowed and said, "Hurry up, someone seems to have gotten up."

Pan Yun took out some ink from his own space, gritted his teeth, dipped some ink on the paper and printed it. When he saw it, his eyes lit up.

"One is a private seal, and the other is the official seal of the Wulin League." Pan Jun was happy and took both seals. "Okay, okay."

She put the seal into the box and took it away, put the opened luggage back in place, and put all the banknotes back.

She finished all this quietly, and the door of the room diagonally opposite opened. A man walked out dazedly with his eyes closed and his head tilted back. After shivering, he went towards the toilet.

He didn't notice the movement in the opposite room, but Pan Xiaohei, who was squatting by the window, recognized him and meowed in surprise, "It's one of the three heroes."

Pan Jun closed the wardrobe, walked to the window, and looked out with Pan Xiaohei.

Not long after he left, there was another noise in the room. Another man opened the door and walked out, looking dazed and going to the toilet.

It was obvious that there were still traces of the beating Pan Jun had suffered, as he was limping when he walked.

Pan Jun thought about it and decided not to leave in a hurry. He patted the cat's head and said, "Take a look and tell me when the last one leaves."

"Meow—what else are you going to do?"

Pan Yun took out a few letters from the luggage. After thinking for a while, she only glanced at the words on the envelopes, then took out two of the letters and folded the rest and put them back.

She folded it and stuffed it into her arms, whispering, "Do the whole show. The words on the post are also very particular. Go back and ask Miaozhen and the others to copy it."

Pan Xiaohei had nothing to say.

It said: "The last one hasn't come out yet, are you still going to look for it?"

Pan Yun frowned, "Go ahead and look for it. Be prepared. If something goes wrong, there will be someone to take the blame."

Pan Xiaohei: "You are so insidious. Are all Taoists like you?"

"Nonsense, don't ruin the reputation of our Taoist sect," Pan Yun said, "Don't elevate personal behavior to the entire sect, let alone the entire group."

"There aren't many Taoists as smart and adaptable as me."

Pan Xiaohei: "It's rare to find someone as shameless as you."

The man and the cat went out muttering, no longer paying attention to Qu Le who was still sleeping soundly on the bed with the quilt in his arms.

The two of them walked diagonally to the opposite side.

Their door was far inferior to Qu Le's door. It made a creaking sound when it opened and closed.

The person on the bed turned over vigorously, pulled the quilt to cover his head and face, and muttered, "Can't you drink a little water before going to bed?"

Pan Yun tiptoed forward, flipped her palm, and pinched a piece of lit incense between her fingertips. She gently waved it above the quilt.

The other person's eyes gradually darkened, as if he had discovered something was wrong. He sniffed carefully, making a sniffing sound, and then his eyes widened, and he reached out to cover his mouth and nose. Just as he was about to make a sound, his hands and feet went limp, and he whimpered...

When Pan Jun saw that he had discovered her, she knocked him out with a chop before he could turn around.

Not only did he knock him out, he also praised him, "Not bad, your alertness is much better than Qu Le, but your kung fu is a little lacking."

Pan Jun knocked the man unconscious, then put the incense on his nose and let him inhale twice. Just as he was about to put the incense away, he heard footsteps outside the door.

She immediately placed the incense on the bedside table and hid behind the door.

A man opened the door and walked in, followed closely by another person.

The two men walked towards their respective beds in silence. After taking three steps, the hero's whole body trembled, and then he paused for a moment. A black shadow flashed by, and with a snap, his body softened and fell to the side.

Pan Jun had already flashed to the side of the second hero, and with a sudden strike of his hand, he hit his neck, then quickly raised his leg and caught the first hero who was about to fall to the ground.

Pan Jun clapped her hands, and the second hero fell to the bed with a thud. She then picked up the first hero who was half lying on the back of her feet and put him on the bed.

The voice was not loud, but someone next door still said angrily: "Three heroes, if you three keep making trouble, I will kick you all out. You are the ones who get up and make noise every night, walk like you are in a war, and close the door like you are slamming it. Can you be quieter?"

Pan Yun did not move until the scolding from next door stopped, then she started to search the house. The luggage of these three people was much more limited. Although there were three people, the luggage added up was not as much as Qu Le alone.

Pan Yun finished searching quickly. She took out several letters from each of the three suitcases. Only one person had a seal, but there was a box of ink pad next to it.

Pan Jun pressed it and found it was a private seal. After thinking about it, she took out a stack of papers from the space and began to stamp on them.

After printing a bunch of blank papers, she wiped the stamp and put it back, then took out all the paper in the envelope, leaving only the envelope.

Pan Yun tiptoed to the door, and just as her fingertips touched the door, she remembered something. She turned and walked to the window, gently opened it, then turned over and went out. She flew up and landed on the roof, then chose a direction and left quickly.

Pan Yun avoided the sight of the Jinyiwei and returned to Yin's residence. At this time, the lights in Wang Cong's room were also turned off, and the entire Yin's residence was immersed in darkness.

She followed the shadow of the wall to her window. Just as she was about to open it, she saw a flash of red out of the corner of her eye. She looked up and met the eyes of Xiaohong who was hanging upside down under the eaves.

She was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat.

Seeing her patting her chest lightly, Xiaohong's body swayed, her hair covering her face, only her two eyeballs were exposed, and she said in a faint voice: "If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. You are even afraid of me, so you must have done something very wrong."

Pan Jun subconsciously looked up at the rooftop in the distance.

Xiao Hong said, "Don't look at them. I just came back from their place. They are both sleeping soundly."

Pan Yun quietly opened the window, turned over and went in, whispering to Xiaohong who was still hanging upside down, "Come in!"

Xiaohong floated in from the window.

Only after she came in did Pan Yun lower the window.

She casually put Pan Xiaohei from her shoulder on the table, and Pan Xiaohei automatically jumped off the table, found his own nest and lay down.

There was a handkerchief next to the cat's bed. The cat picked up the handkerchief and wiped its paws. While wiping, it looked at the man and the ghost.

Pan Jun took out her underwear, changed out of her nightgown, turned her head slightly and asked, "Why are you hanging under the eaves if you're not going out to play? Don't you know that ghosts can scare people to death?"

"I was just playing," Xiao Hong said, "I just wanted to know when you would come back. I didn't expect you to be so scared when you saw me. What bad things did you do? Why didn't you call me along? I could have kept watch for you."

Xiao Hong said proudly: "I was on the lookout, and no one could find me. Tonight I floated in front of two Jinyiwei and lay in front of them, staring into their eyes, but they didn't notice me."

"But they smell terrible, full of evil spirits. The smell of blood is even stronger than mine. Don't ask me to keep an eye on them next time."

When Xiaohong saw that she had changed her clothes, she moved closer and stared at her face. "You seem to be in a good mood. What bad things have you done?"

"Nothing, just stole a few seals and letters."

Xiao Hong looked puzzled, "What's so good about stealing this thing?"

Pan Yun pushed her face away, "You don't understand."

Xiao Hong was stunned. "Has your talent been enhanced? I didn't deliberately reveal my body, and you didn't use any magic power, but you were able to touch me with your hand?"

Upon hearing this, Pan Jun looked down at her hand and realized that she had not used her talent just now, but she saw Xiaohong hanging under the eaves at a glance.

Pan Yun concealed his emotions and smiled: "Yes, it's getting stronger and stronger. My cultivation is not in vain."

Xiao Hong grumbled to herself that her talent had increased and that she would be more restrained in what she did in the future.

She floated towards the outside, but stopped at the window and looked back.

Pan Yun stepped forward to help her open the window a crack so that she could go out.

Xiaohong thanked her politely.

Pan Xiaohei thought they were too much trouble. "She could have passed through the wall, but she insisted on asking you to open the window."

"You're not a ghost, so you know that the craftsmen are very particular about the making and carving of these doors and windows. They can keep out ghosts and gods."

"Although slightly more powerful ghosts and gods cannot stop them, they will still feel uncomfortable if they pass through them."

Pan Jun stretched out his hand and patted the wall and said, "For example, with my ability, I can easily knock down this wall, but my hand will still be stressed when I pat it. It won't hurt, but it will still be uncomfortable. So I can open the door and walk out. Why do I have to knock down the wall and walk out?"

Pan Xiaohei: "You are always right."

Pan Yun: "That's because I am a reasonable person."

She opened the letter she had retrieved and turned sideways to look at it through the window.

Although she could make out the words on the letter in the dark, her eyes got tired and she couldn't read any further after just two lines.

He simply put it away and said, "Forget it, let's look at it tomorrow morning and go to sleep."

Pan Yun felt that the day had just dawned as soon as she closed her eyes.

She heard some lively conversation outside. She stretched herself to refresh herself. Then she stood up and leaned against the wall, taking out the letter she had put away last night and reading it.

It was the letter that Qu Le had pulled out from between the two letters. After scanning the line, Pan Jun sat up straight.

This is not a letter to Qu Le at all!
(End of this chapter)