Global wonders have descended, and only I possess the treasure-hunting radar.

The commercial street in the center of Jiangdong City.

Because it is located in the most bustling part of the city center.

There's another nice attraction nearby.

So no matter when, it's always packed with people.

Wang Yan sat on a bench by the street, holding a glass of lemonade in his hand.

He had already secretly stirred up a trace of the Seven Sins Mask's aura.

Because Wang Yan was in a hurry, he didn't choose to take a closer look this time.

Absorb it all at once.

Greed, envy, wrath, sloth, pride...

Various versions of the seven sins flooded into Wang Yan's mind.

The next second, a system notification popped up.

[Absorbed Sin Value: 160 points.]

Current Sin Value: 291 points.

Constitution +4

【Strength +4】

【Spirit +4】

[Speed ​​+4]

The bonus multiplier for Seven Deadly Sins Mask has been increased to 9.4x.

Wang Yan's eyes lit up.

It's definitely best to use this ability in crowded places.

This time, it actually absorbed 160 points of original sin value.

It increased his attributes by 16 points, and the bonus multiplier reached a terrifying 9.4 times.

Bring up the panel.

Name: Wang Yan

[Physical Fitness: 12.7]

【Strength: 12.8】

【Spirit: 10.5】

【Speed: 12.8】

[Collected rare items: Seven Deadly Sins Mask, Roaring Hunting Rifle, Memory of Lies Pocket Watch, Pale Sword...]

All four dimensions exceeded ten points.

This improvement is very direct.

Wang Yan could feel that his body had been strengthened once again.

If we were to encounter a B-level weapon wielder like Xing Lie again now...

Wearing the Seven Deadly Sins Mask, I'm afraid that just standing there would scare the other party into not daring to move.

However, an indelible sense of mental exhaustion also surged up.

Wang Yan rubbed his temples.

This is the limitation of the Seven Deadly Sins Mask.

Mental fatigue can only be relieved by sleeping.

This means that Wang Yan can only use the enhanced ability of the Seven Deadly Sins Mask once a day.

Wang Yan got up and ate until he was about 70% full.

So they decided to take a taxi to Qingfeng Mountain.

Qingfeng Mountain is located south of Jiangdong City.

The mountain is quite high, but since there aren't many special attractions, the mountain itself isn't very well developed.

Apart from a few backpackers or mountain climbing enthusiasts, very few people go there.

The driver on the roadside was somewhat reluctant after hearing the destination.

"It's hard to turn back from that place."

However, after Wang Yan doubled the price, the driver immediately smiled.

"Boss, buckle up."

The service was so much better on the way; I chatted with Wang Yan the whole time.

An hour later, the car stopped at a village at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

As soon as Wang Yan got out of the car, the system radar reacted.

[A Class E artifact has been detected: Detection Goggles.]

[A Class E artifact has been detected: Range Radar.]

【…】

Wang Yan glanced at it.

There are three or four owned artifacts within a one-kilometer radius, and all of them are exploration artifacts.

They were all located in some hidden corners and outcrops.

It must be someone Gu Jingnian specially arranged to be here.

The purpose was obvious: to see if any suspicious people carrying weapons were coming up the mountain.

However, Gu Jingnian was very vigilant.

This only deepened Wang Yan's suspicion that his target was that S-class artifact.

With this in mind, Wang Yan decided not to go up the mountain in his true form.

Entering the public restroom.

A few minutes later, the person who emerged had transformed into the image that the [Thousand Faces Badge] had pre-set.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in gray casual clothes, with an ordinary face and an ordinary demeanor.

Wang Yan named his pseudonym "Mr. Gray".

Under the effect of the [Thousand Faces Badge].

Those who were secretly watching didn't notice anything wrong with the gray-clad man that Wang Yan had disguised himself as.

They treated him as just an ordinary tourist.

After going up the mountain.

Wang Yan's goal was also very clear: Qingfeng Temple, located halfway up the mountain.

After a steep mountain path of more than ten minutes, he saw the plaque of Qingfeng Temple.

The system's radar swept across the area.

There is only one strange item called the Wind Chime.

That is, the strange item that Wang Yan encountered yesterday at the antique street from that old swindler.

The S-rank artifact called "Theatrical Ticket" shown on the treasure map was not found.

Wang Yan took out the treasure map with some doubt and glanced at it again.

The location is correct, but why isn't it there?

The system radar is not malfunctioning.

Treasure maps shouldn't be wrong either.

Then there are only two possibilities.

The first type is the location of the "theater ticket," which is actually inside the mountain at Wang Yan's feet.

The second type is the location of the "theater ticket," which requires special means to enter.

The first option is fine; once you find the location, you can go in, it just takes a little more effort.

But if it's the second type, then it's a bit troublesome.

Without thinking further, Wang Yan went inside the temple and decided to inquire about the situation first.

In the courtyard, an old Taoist priest was lying on a bamboo chair, basking in the sun.

The price was written on a wooden sign next to it.

Burn incense thirty times.

I'm asking for a fortune stick number 50.

For advice on warding off misfortune and custom-made rituals, please inquire.

The last line also reads: Half refund if it doesn't work.

Wang Yan laughed.

The after-sales service is quite sincere.

The old Taoist priest didn't even open his eyes when he heard footsteps.

"Offer incense on the left, draw lots on the right."

"For disaster relief, you need to pay a consultation fee of 50 first."

"If you want me to come down the mountain to customize a ritual, I'm sorry, I'm not accepting any offers for the next few days."

Wang Yan said calmly, "If I need your help, then forget it. You can't even fix that nail, so you definitely can't do anything for me."

I heard the keyword "nail".

The old Taoist priest opened one eye and stared blankly for a moment when he saw the person who had come.

This can be achieved after Wang Yan removes the disguise of the [Thousand Faces Badge] and reveals his true appearance.

It suddenly stood up again.

"It's you!"

The old Taoist priest's expression changed on the spot.

He still remembers that black nail from yesterday's antique street very clearly.

He pretended to be a ghost for a long time, only to be shocked and sent flying on the spot.

The young man in front of him casually pressed a button and took the thing away.

This is no ordinary person!

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, the old Taoist priest immediately shrank back in his chair.

"Are you an official?"

"Although I received the money, I did actually do the job. At most, I just wasn't very capable, so it can't be considered fraud."

"If you try to arrest me, I'll file a complaint against you!"

Wang Yan was speechless.

"What are you thinking? I wasn't sent by the authorities to arrest you."

The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Yan continued, "Let me ask you something. Have any strange things happened at your Qingfeng Temple recently?"

The old Taoist priest's expression froze, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.

How did you know?

Wang Yan's eyes brightened slightly.

"Really?"

The old Taoist priest swallowed.

Wang Yan continued, "Is it related to opera troupes or opera performances?"

The old Taoist priest stood up directly from his chair.

"Little genius! How could you tell that?"

Wang Yan did not respond.

The old Taoist priest didn't dare to keep them in suspense and quickly said, "It'll happen in the next few days."

"Every evening, the sound of opera singing can be heard in my dilapidated Taoist temple."

"At first I thought someone was playing a loudspeaker down the mountain, but then I realized the sound was coming from inside the temple."

"There were gongs, drums, and people cheering."

"The key point is that there's absolutely nothing related to opera in my Taoist temple."

"The scariest thing is that one night I was woken up by a noise and saw that the outside had turned into a theater. There were people performing on stage, people watching in the audience, and someone even asked me for melon seeds, snacks, or tea. But in the blink of an eye, I was back here. Isn't that weird?"

After listening, Wang Yan continued to ask, "You've already spoken to the people at the Management Bureau, haven't you? Didn't they find anything?"

The old Taoist priest's face turned pale.

"They did look for it. They used instruments to test for a long time and said they didn't find any obvious calamity fluctuations. Instead, they found that I had overused the artifacts, so they concluded that it was a hallucination caused by the side effects of overusing the artifacts."

"But then an old man came in, looked around, and kept muttering, 'Just as I thought, just as I thought.'"

"I thought he could solve it, but he never came back."

"Thank goodness you came, little fairy, otherwise I was planning to see if I could handle this myself."

Wang Yan's eyes flickered slightly, but he ignored what the old Taoist priest said next.

Instead, they focused their attention on the word "old man".

An old man? Could it be Gu Jingnian?

Thinking it over, Wang Yan described Gu Jingnian's appearance to the old Taoist priest in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's him!" The old Taoist priest nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Upon receiving a definite answer, Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Got it!

Gu Jingnian's goal must be the same as his: that S-level rare item, the theater ticket.

The other party should know the location of this S-class artifact.

But we don't know what that so-called S-class artifact is.

This would be simple for Wang Yan.

Tomorrow, I'll infiltrate Gu Jingnian's group and follow them to the location of the S-level artifact.

Then collect the S-level rare item: the theater ticket.

"Little fairy? Can you handle this?"

The old Taoist priest asked Wang Yan, who looked thoughtful.

Wang Yan glanced at the other person.

"Don't worry, you're just affected by the aftershocks of an S-class artifact's domain. It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

"Take a nap?"

Just as the old Taoist priest was wondering what was going on, he suddenly heard the sound of a pointer turning.

Then he closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.

He couldn't recall what had happened during the day.