I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

Tonight, Guobei County is brightly lit.

Ximen Qing and Zhu Xiaolian did not resist and went directly to the county government office.

With dozens of bows aimed at their heads, Ximen Qing and Zhu Xiaolian really couldn't muster any will to resist.

Not to mention that after Ximen Qing gained cultivation, he secretly sensed that there was a ruthless person among these constables who came.

The power contained within his body was unfathomable, many times greater than his so-called second level of acquired cultivation.

They were then taken to the county government office.

A shocking piece of news spread like wildfire throughout the entire county.

"Have you heard? Two people died at the Confucian Temple Poetry Gathering!"

"I've heard about it before. One of them was even killed by a man from the Ximen family."

"That's too brutal!"

"That's not all! I heard that Ximen Qing went with his brothers. They take pleasure in killing, one life for each of them, saying they can't let their brothers have all the credit!"

"Hiss! That's terrifying!"

……

As the news spread, many relevant people in the city began to take action.

Simon hurriedly pulled Zhu Xiaolian's father to hitch up the carriage and rushed towards the county government office.

Several prostitutes who were acquainted with Qing'er secretly headed out of the city under the cover of night.

In a Taoist temple on Laoshan Mountain south of the city, an old Taoist priest slowly got up and walked towards the city.

At the heart of the incident, in the county jail.

Ximen Qing sat cross-legged on the thatched roof, his expression sometimes stiff and sometimes relaxed.

Two nasal plugs made from rolled-up strips of cloth were stuck in his nostrils—simply because he stank so badly.

The damp and cold cell, coupled with the unidentified yellowish-brown stains next to the chamber pot in the corner, made it truly suffocating.

This was already considered the number one room in the county jail.

They were only able to stay there because Ximen Qing and Zhu Xiaolian had powerful family backgrounds.

Compared to Ximen Qing's composure, Zhu Xiaolian appeared extremely impatient.

He paced back and forth in the cell, jumping up and down like a monkey in a tree.

"Brother Ximen, I've suddenly realized something!"

Zhu Xiaolian suddenly squatted down and moved closer to Ximen Qing.

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Ximen Qing looked up at him.

"While neither of us killed anyone, no one can prove what we're saying is true. To outsiders, I had the biggest conflict with Zhang Er, and I was closest to him when he died! We have both witnesses and physical evidence! As for the female corpse you mentioned, even if she really is a ghost, you don't have any evidence to prove your innocence, do you? Isn't that a double bind?"

Zhu Xiaolian shrugged; he was genuinely anxious.

"No, Brother Zhu, don't stop me. My matter is easy. Just find an old coroner to examine the body and he'll find out that the body definitely didn't die today."

Ximen Qing shrugged, looking relaxed, which immediately broke Zhu Xiaolian's guard.

As Ximen Qing said, the female corpse named "Qing'er" was enough to prove his innocence.

But Zhu Xiaolian couldn't do that! Zhang Erlang had blown it up right in front of him, the headless corpse was still warm.

The guy simply collapsed to the ground, looking utterly dejected: "Sigh, that's it then. I'm tired. Brother Ximen, remember to burn me plenty of paper money after you leave, so our brotherhood won't be in vain..."

"Pah! Burning paper money? You can burn it yourself after you get out! It's not the final step yet."

"Oh? Brother Ximen? No! Brother! You're my own brother! Do you have a way to get us out of here? Or have you planted righteous men in prison, planning a breakout? Tell me without worry, I'll keep my mouth shut!"

Zhu Xiaolian looked on with anticipation.

Then Ximen Qing delivered a resounding flick to the forehead: "What are you thinking? A prison break? Stop reading those storyteller's tales! But—as for a solution, we didn't have one before, but we just did!"

"Oh?" Zhu Xiaolian lay down near Ximen Qing, his eyes filled with a longing for life.

Under his expectant gaze, Ximen Qing shook his head, indicating that the secret could not be revealed.

You'll find out when we go up to class later.

Putting aside Zhu Xiaolian's skeptical look, why was Ximen Qing so confident?

The answer is that he just finally won a prize. When things get tough, try your luck with a prize first!

He used the ten-pull he got from the newbie gift pack and the one Soul Point.

Perhaps it's due to the newbie protection period and the guaranteed minimum reward mechanism.

I had a really satisfying ten-pull, and I actually got some good stuff.

Three R-rank "Shi Qian" card fragments were combined to create an R-rank "Drum Flea Shi Qian" card.

Three SR-level "Gongsun Sheng" card fragments were also released, which can be combined to create an SR-level "Gongsun Sheng, the Cloud Dragon" card.

The other four prizes are just junk items: "Wang Po's melon seeds", "Gao Taiwei's football", "Shi Jin's tattoo knife", and "Pan Jinlian's red mandarin duck bodice".

They're all insignificant things!

I, Ximen Qing, wouldn't even glance at it!

cough cough cough.

The R-level "Shi Qian the Drummer" and the SR-level "Gongsun Sheng the Cloud Dragon" bring Ximen Qing a passive skill and an active skill, respectively.

The passive skill is Shi Qian's "Gentleman on the Beam".

Like Ximen Qing's passive "yin-yang replenishment," it is something he was born with.

The function of "absorbing yin to replenish yang" is to draw on the yin energy of a female partner to replenish oneself, which is a superb physique for dual cultivation.

The "Gentleman on the Beam" skill provides a powerful boost to lightness skills. Once activated, it makes one as light as a swallow and leaves no sound, making it an ideal tool for trespassing and stealing.

Combining the two, Ximen Qing could almost see a future flower thief who would "come and go without a trace" rising up!

Snapped!

Thinking of this, Ximen Qing slapped his forehead hard.

What kind of ridiculous ideas are these? Do I, Ximen Qing, need to pick flowers? With my looks and strength, flowers will naturally attract butterflies.

The other Gongsun Sheng card is quite something, as it unlocks an active skill!

This is something with an extremely low probability.

Ximen Qing remembered that the drop rate in the game was about one in a hundred draws.

The fact that you could get it in a 10-pull must be due to the newbie protection period!

However, this is also a good thing for him!

Gongsun Sheng, the Cloud Dragon, is a highly accomplished master who is a disciple of... ah, I mean, Master Luo of Erxian Mountain.

He was able to defeat Gao Lian with the Five Thunder Heavenly Gang Orthodox Method, and he could also summon wind and rain and ride the clouds to break the black mist of the Liao Kingdom's sorcerer. He was also well-versed in Qimen Dunjia and the Eight Gates Golden Lock.

Any move he makes would be enough to make him incredibly wealthy, allowing him to roam freely in the world of Liaozhai.

So, he hurriedly opened the cards.

After a dazzling yet cheaply lit visual effect, Ximen Qing finally saw the active skill behind the card—

【Asking the Rice】

The art of asking the spirits is recorded in the "Lingbao Yukui Mingzhen Ke" section of "Daomen Huifa" written by Lin Lingsu, a Taoist hermit from Kinmen.

After purifying the body and mouth, burning incense and pleading with the spirits, and using glutinous rice as a medium, the spirits of the deceased are invited to speak.

Gongsun Sheng once used this method to summon the spirits of the dead to inquire about the weaknesses of the demonic Taoist, thereby subduing the demonic Taoist Qiao Daoqing.