Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

The battle is over.

The courtyard was in complete disarray, with traces of devastation everywhere, resembling a scene from an apocalyptic catastrophe. The senior and junior brothers and sisters had both perished, their deaths were rather gruesome.

"Are you alright?"

Qin Huaiyu looked at Shen Wan'er with concern.

"Thank goodness, I didn't expect them to have this kind of relationship," Shen Wan'er said, her face pale but her voice strong.

Sun Shu had indeed given her a fright. She had been prepared to fight to the death, but unexpectedly, she escaped unharmed and was saved by Qin Huaiyu again. This was the third time, including the previous two times.

While she felt grateful, a strange emotion stirred within her.

"We're senior and junior brothers and sisters, we know each other well, it's understandable!"

A smile appeared on Qin Huaiyu's handsome face, and he continued:

"Don't try to hold on, let me help you."

Without waiting for a reply, he lifted the person up, wrapped one arm around her slender waist, and felt the smooth, soft touch was very comfortable, making one's mind wander.

Perhaps because the posture was too intimate, Shen Wan'er immediately blushed.

This girl is shy, but she's really beautiful.

Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but take a second look.

"Phew, phew, that was close, that was close!"

In the corner, Feng Yunming woke up in a rather unsightly way, his long face showing a look of terror.

"Nephew, you scared me to death! Luckily you were here, otherwise Shen's girl and I would have been dead for sure."

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Qin Huaiyu's hand, and thanked him profusely, tears streaming down his face.

Although soul transfer can imprison the soul and block a person's senses, it still allows the person to clearly know what is happening in the outside world, which is somewhat similar to the concept of splitting.

Damn, my clothes...

Qin Huaiyu quickly withdrew his hand with a look of disgust.

"Uncle Feng, it's only right. Besides, you work very hard as a character designer, so let's skip this part."

"Stand-up illustration? What kind of illustration?"

"A background painting of a standing figure."

"Oh, who drew it?" Feng Yunming asked.

Qin Huaiyu was speechless. "Alright, I'll draw, but let's leave here first."

"Go back and draw it?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Huaiyu turned around, put his arm around Shen Wan'er, and went out the door.

This guy's got some nerve! He was terrified just a moment ago, but now he's perfectly fine. This town mayor...

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秦府

After escorting Shen Wan'er back, Qin Huaiyu went straight back to his residence.

As soon as they entered the backyard, under a crooked tree in the corner, Ziyao crouched down, looking left and right cautiously, like a thief.

What is this girl doing?

Qin Huaiyu became interested and tiptoed over.

"Should we plant one ounce, two ounces, or all of them?"

Zi Yao muttered to herself, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, a resolute look appeared on her face, and she began to dig in the soil.

Soon, a small pit appeared thanks to her efforts.

Digging?

Qin Huaiyu stood behind, puzzled.

But the next moment, Ziyao carefully took out a money pouch from inside her clothes and poured in a bunch of gleaming silver coins, roughly estimated to be more than twenty taels.

In this nightmare world, ordinary people already have a low status, let alone maids.

According to the so-called wages, a maid only earns about four or five taels of silver a year.

More than twenty taels!

That's the kind of income that takes five or six years of work to earn, and that's after deducting expenses and saving every penny. For them, it's a huge sum of money.

Planting money?

Qin Huaiyu's lips twitched, and he suddenly remembered a skit he used to fool people in his past life.

Dig a hole, bury some soil, count one, two, three, four, five. It's my own soil, my own land, whatever I plant will grow into money.

Isn't that nonsense? If that were the case, what would be the point of working? We could just dig a hole and bury ourselves in the ground and become richer than a country.

Give me a dollar, and I can grow the whole world!

What is this girl thinking?

Zi Yao was completely unaware that someone was watching her. She poured the silver, buried it in the ground, and then bowed several times with a devout expression.

It gives off a strong sense of a believer.

"Xiao Yao, isn't this the wrong rule? Shouldn't it be one, two, three, four, five?"

Qin Huaiyu suddenly spoke up above her head.

Upon hearing this, Zi Yao was so frightened that she quickly turned around. When she saw who it was, a look of panic appeared on her round face.

"Young Master... what are you doing here... when did you get back?"

Qin Huaiyu smiled at her incoherent rambling and said:

"I just got back, and here I am, sneaking around like this. Did I come back at the wrong time?"

"No, no!"

Ziyao quickly waved her hand, but her eyes kept glancing at the spot where the money was buried.

"No, then I'll dig up the hole you just dug."

As he spoke, Qin Huaiyu squatted down and reached out to start digging.

"Young master, no, no."

Zi Yao's face showed a look of anxiety, and she quickly stopped her.

Seeing this, Qin Huaiyu stopped teasing her and asked with a stern face:

"Tell me, why did you bury the money in the ground? Who taught you that? Isn't that absurd?"

"Young master, stop talking, or it won't work anymore."

As Zi Yao spoke, she hurriedly pulled Qin Huaiyu aside.

"Young master, you must be devout when planting money; only then can you reap more rewards."

"Who told you that?"

Zi Yao thought for a moment, and seeing that no one was around, she finally gritted her teeth and whispered:

"Young master, I'm telling you something, but you mustn't tell anyone else. This is a secret. Yesterday I ran into Zheng Laizi from the front street at the market. You know him, right?"

Qin Huaiyu nodded; he had indeed heard of this person.

This person's rise to power was almost unbelievable, as if they had cheated.

Zheng Laizi was an unemployed vagrant who made a living through speculation and profiteering; he was a typical street urchin.

But this person of such low character inexplicably transformed into a rich man in Pingxing Town, spending his days indulging in debauchery and squandering his wealth. He also frequently resided in Qinghua Tower, living an extremely extravagant life.

Some say he stole the treasure and sold it for a good price.

Some say they encountered a deity and received a reward.

There are all sorts of rumors circulating, but they're all just unsubstantiated gossip.

"What does this have to do with him?" Qin Huaiyu asked, puzzled.

Zi Yao leaned forward and whispered:

"One of my fellow villagers was a servant in his household. Once, when Zheng Laizi was drunk, he overheard the secret of how he became rich."

Qin Huaiyu was taken aback, then pointed to the ground under the tree. "You mean he's planting money?"

Zi Yao nodded and then shook her head. After thinking for a moment, she said:

"It is about planting money, but the most important thing is to go to Yinling Temple to draw lots and pray for blessings. Only in this way can the money planted generate more money. Zheng Laizi became rich by doing this."

Are you possessed? Why do you believe everything...?

Qin Huaiyu rolled his eyes at her. "You actually believe those lies? What's going on in your head, you little brat?"

"Young Master, no, my fellow villager tried it, and it really does generate money," Zi Yao said urgently.

"Yao, there are many ways to get rich. For women, the simplest way is to lie down... cough, but you still have to put in the effort. There's no such thing as getting something for nothing."

Qin Huaiyu, with a stern face, lectured the little girl in a meaningful way.

"Young Master, why don't you believe me!"

Zi Yao made a face, looking wronged and pitiful.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you, alright?"

Qin Huaiyu was most afraid of girls using this tactic, so he immediately gave in.

"Then you continue planting. I have something to do, so I'm going back to my room."

Having said that, he fled the place before Ziyao could react.

Watching the disappearing figure, Zi Yao stomped her foot.

"Why won't the young master believe me? I'll make sure he sees it when I grow it, so he'll know whether I'm lying or not."

After saying that, she angrily went back to where she had buried the money.

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