The male supporting character was actually myself.

If it were fair, they would just deduct the same amount from his score if he lost.

Jiang Chen then asked some more questions, which Lin Mubai answered truthfully.

When it was almost time, he stopped asking questions and slowly began to read the book.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Mubai rubbed his face, feeling his head buzzing. It took him a while to recover before he broke out in a cold sweat.

She fell asleep in the young master's room?!

"I originally wanted to call you over to ask if you were adjusting well to life in the manor, but I didn't expect you to be so tired that you fell asleep right away." Jiang Chen put down his book with a gentle smile. "I saw you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't wake you. Since you're tired, I won't ask you any more questions today. Go back and rest."

These next few days will be a bit tiring, since I have to learn a lot of rules.

You'll get used to it.

"Han Hong, take him back to rest first."

The pageboy who was guarding the door came in and led him out, arranging for him to sleep in the servants' shared bed.

Although the stench was gone, with a dozen boys sleeping on a large communal bed, some grinding their teeth, talking in their sleep, burping, and farting, Lin Mubai, who was used to sleeping in a room by himself, tossed and turned and found it hard to fall asleep.

When I went to university, in order to get a good rest at night, I specifically applied for a day student visa and rented a house outside instead of living in the dormitory.

I never imagined that after transmigrating, I wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep even once.

“Young Master Xue is indeed a good person, but unfortunately…” He recalled his few interactions with the gentle and refined young man and sighed inwardly, “Who told you to be so unlucky?”

Being physically weak and prone to illness has lowered one's luck value too much.

I'm going to die sooner or later, there's nothing I can do about it.

Besides, I still have tasks to complete.

To complete the mission and obtain the Xue family's fortune, one must make this mansion their own. As for Young Master Xue, the first heir… well, I'm sorry.

He was lost in thought and didn't know when he finally fell asleep.

Just as dawn was breaking, Jiang Chen heard the little white cat suppressing its excited screams, its voice trembling as it pushed him with its paws and said, "Host, a Nine-Flavor Lifesaving Pill has appeared in the item shop."

Two hundred points per pill.

Whether suffering from a chronic illness or a serious injury, as long as you have a breath left, eating this will allow you to fully recover and become lively again, making you fully recovered on the spot!

Even disabled people can have limbs regenerated, with a lifespan of seventy years.

"Buy, buy, buy!"

Finally, the life-saving medicine has arrived; how could I not buy it?

Besides, in ancient times, living to seventy or eighty years old was considered a long life, so the medicine's effectiveness period was more than enough.

"Host, take your medicine!" A few seconds later, the little white cat held a golden pill in its paw and handed it over with expectant eyes.

Jiang Chen got up a little too quickly, her heart pounding in her chest.

I picked up the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. I felt a faint coolness travel from the tip of my tongue to my stomach, and then it began to spread throughout my body.

His rapidly repaired heart was beating strongly, and he took a deep breath, feeling as if he had been reborn!

"The script is being updated!" Seeing its host's complexion improve, the fluffy little dumpling jumped up and down happily. "Our space is finally unsealed, and the tech tree is usable now!"

After escaping the deadly disease, Jiang Chen quickly lay back down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and called out to her head maid, Mohen, in a weak voice, asking her to summon her page.

"Go and find someone for me." Han Hong had just finished bowing upon entering when his master called him to his side and whispered, "They must look good..."

Price is not an issue...

We can't be too close to Jinzhou City; it's best to get back by dusk...

Once you've found the right person, you should say something like this...

After whispering for a while, Han Hong left in a gust of wind, first arranging the training of Lin Mubai, and then riding a fast horse out the back door and heading straight out of the city.

Lin Mubai had a very bad first day at the Xue residence.

First, I heard that the young master was seriously ill.

He lay in bed all day, unable to get up or leave his room. Despite the constant flow of people coming and going from house to house, he couldn't find a chance to sneak over and take a look.

It's just that my luck value didn't increase, so it's highly likely that Young Master Xue was just having an episode and his luck value shouldn't have decreased.

Then there was the man who taught me the rules; he was a dark-skinned, fat, and burly man.

He had a droopy face and was holding a vine in his hand.

I practiced bowing for a whole morning, and I would pull a finger at anyone who didn't quite get it right.

That's not all. When the manager came to inquire about the progress, the burly man actually complained that he was stupid and said a bunch of things that didn't even exist!

This caused the maids who were cleaning the courtyard to chuckle quietly.

Lin Mubai felt that the guy was deliberately targeting him, but he had no evidence.

Moreover, the others were clearly more inclined to believe the strong man.

He could only swallow his anger for the time being, thinking that the day he turned the tables would be the day these villains were buried!

At dusk, the mansion had just been lit.

A powerful voice suddenly rang out from the main gate, "Eek! What kind of demon dares to be so audacious! I will quickly perform a ritual to subdue this demon and restore peace and order to the Xue family!"

That shout was extremely penetrating; it could be heard clearly even deep within the courtyard.

The little white cat's eyes lit up. "Host, your page is really capable; he's a great help!"

"Putting everything else aside, that voice is really good." Jiang Chen lifted the gauze curtain and looked out through the half-open window. Sure enough, many servants and stewards were startled and ran towards the gate.

Chapter Fourteen: Are you a fake Taoist priest?

"Han Hong, who is this?" Butler Lao Zhong hurriedly came forward and looked up to see a Taoist priest who looked to be about forty years old, dressed in a Taoist robe with an otherworldly and refined air. He was looking solemnly with a piercing gaze toward the northeast, as if there was something terrifying there.

People in ancient times still held gods and Buddhas in high esteem, so Lao Zhong looked at his pageboy Han Hong and asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened?"

"This is Taoist Priest Nanyang."

Han Hong hurriedly explained to the steward, "Last night, the young master had a dream in which a great immortal said that the ancestors of your family had accumulated virtue and good deeds and should not have their lineage cut off."

He appeared out of the blue to guide us through our confusion.

Following the guidance of the Great Immortal, I found the Taoist Master Nanyang, who was traveling the world, in Jinluo Town.

He knew why I came the moment he saw me!

That's why I specially invited him back to treat our young master's illness!

The Taoist priest, with his excellent appearance, stroked his beard and corrected, "It's not about curing illness, it's about eliminating evil spirits."

The young master was not sick, so he started taking medicine as soon as he could eat, but his condition did not improve.

His real problem is that his heart is being choked by evil spirits!

If it had been a few days later, even a celestial being like Da Luo Jin Xian (a legendary immortal) would have been powerless to reverse the situation.

The steward, Lao Zhong, was still somewhat skeptical. "Wait a moment, I need to inform the master first..."

Before he could finish speaking, the pageboy Han Hong, fearing that he might reveal something by saying too much, grabbed the Taoist priest and ran towards the young master's Hengzhizhai.

He ran while shouting, "My dear steward, please don't interrupt! Saving the young master's life is the most important thing!"

The Taoist priest was dragged along at a jog, still trying his best to maintain the image of a hermit sage, muttering to himself as he ran.

"Alright, stop pretending. There's no one else here." Han Hong looked around to make sure no one was watching, then lowered his voice and instructed, "Remember what I told you, make sure you play the part perfectly. You'll get your money back."

The Taoist priest didn't speak, but gave him a reassuring gesture.

"Is there an evil spirit in the house?" Upon hearing Lao Zhong's report, Master Xue immediately became suspicious. "Impossible!"

The Xue family mansion was built on a feng shui treasure land personally selected by a master.

How could there be any evil spirits in a place that occupies the auspicious location of the Purple Dragon Rushing to the Moon?

He's definitely a conman.

"Old Zhong, take a few servants and throw that charlatan out of here!"

The steward received the order and, along with a dozen servants and guards, marched in a grand procession toward the young master's residence, Hengzhizhai.

Meanwhile, an incense table and other items had already been prepared quickly. The Taoist priest was shouting and yelling at the bedroom door, holding a small sword made of strung copper coins, jumping and leaping menacingly.

Putting everything else aside, at the very least, it looks excellent and is very convincing.

Jiang Chen leaned against the soft pillow and listened carefully. This guy was singing nonsense and even had a line that went something like "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, two one plus five".

"Host, did your page bring back a street performer?" The little white cat lay on the bed munching on dried fish, pointing with its paws and saying, "That backflip was really neat, he did it like a real person!"

"Cough cough!" He coughed a few times, and while the maids were being herded into the courtyard, he waved to the fake Taoist priest.

The other party was very perceptive. Seeing this, he jumped and shouted as he walked with a Bagua-like gait to the young master's bedside and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Does it meet the young master's requirements?"

"Sing fewer lyrics, or people will easily pick up on it," Jiang Chen said in a low voice, pretending to cough twice.

The fake Taoist priest nodded without changing his expression and continued shouting in a loud and clear voice. However, this time no one could understand what he was shouting. It sounded like he was cursing, but it also sounded like profound and mysterious incantations.

"You cunning and wicked creature, you think you can escape? Take this sword from me!"

The fake Taoist priest moved with incredible speed, picked up a talisman that burst into flames, took a sip of talisman water, and was about to lift the gauze curtain to spray it over.

However, upon seeing the young master's true face as he leaned against the soft pillows, he was so frightened that he took a step back and swallowed the phlegm, choking and coughing.

"I'm telling you, Master, it's not easy for me to make a living by scamming people."

You've already taken over Young Master Xue's body, and now you've brought me here to catch evil spirits?

Are you... playing tricks on yourself?

Jiang Chen: (￣□￣；)

Little White Cat: ━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━

Damn it!

Didn't we agree that the pageboy would find a fake Taoist priest to go through the motions?

Why was he able to tell?

"Aren't you a fake Taoist priest?" Jiang Chen asked in a low voice.