I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 274 - 163: Three Lifetimes and Reincarnations, Meeting as Old Friends

Chapter 274: Chapter 163: Three Lifetimes and Reincarnations, Meeting as Old Friends

"Why didn’t you just smash him to death with a brick instead of leaving him half-dead?" Heavenly Immortal Drunk asked curiously.

After they had questioned Fan Shi, Gu Shanhai had smacked him on the back of the head with a brick and had been very careful in erasing all traces when they left.

In the eyes of Heavenly Immortal Drunk, it was completely unnecessary; it was just an ordinary person, after all—just tie him up and wait for him to die.

He was kind-hearted, but he was also a player. Before wanting to gain his help, the natives had to touch his heart with their stories, not just any ordinary NPC without a background, to stir his goodwill. Players were invaders, not here to play the saint foolishly.

"Oh, a hit on the back of his head will make him lose his memory for three days. I suspect this guy might be a key figure." Gu Shanhai’s luck was actually much better than that of an average player. If an average player had one point of luck, he had at least 1.4.

This extra 0.4 points of luck naturally came from a share of the destinies tied to the three main characters. Of course, it couldn’t be much, or you couldn’t say that just by hanging around them, you’d have more exaggerated luck than the main characters. That would be impossible.

But even 0.4 points of luck was almost half more than what average players had, of course, excluding those with talents related to luck or destiny.

It was precisely because of this additional 0.4 points of luck, combined with spells like Auspicious Skill and Destiny Inversion, that allowed him to stumble upon clues to possible main quests, though that was the limit.

Unless it was a player who followed the path of luck or destiny, this attribute would only be truly useful for them, such as in Gu Shanhai’s case—it was merely icing on the cake.

"A key figure? Him?" Heavenly Immortal Drunk was somewhat doubtful. He had seen many key figures, and none were lacking in bearing or courage like this one.

"Even the villain counts." Gu Shanhai suggested, in case he was an antagonist. From the degree of Yu Niang’s infatuation with him, it wasn’t impossible, of course, assuming that Yun Niang Temple was crucial to the main storyline.

The three of them were currently heading to Yun Niang Temple; Gu Shanhai didn’t really want to go, but who could resist when he had found a clue.

Being a slacker meant seizing the day, acting when necessary, otherwise just lying low, not being a drag.

Their trip up the mountain was relatively smooth, and they soon sneaked into Yun Niang Temple. These two had also fought and struggled in the "First Epoch" for many years, so skills like climbing and sneaking were second nature to them, skills that most players also possessed.

If the stealth failed, then it was time to go Berserk. Anyway, that was the standard procedure.

"The lights are still on; there really is something wrong with this Yun Niang Temple," White Cloud murmured, then noticing Heavenly Immortal Drunk’s puzzled look, explained, "The outside of Yun Niang Temple is decrepit, clearly in a state of poverty. Even if it’s said that the Old Temple Priest has a stash of gold and jewels, these things are probably illicit, not even daring to be used."

"So, in their public appearance, they cannot show signs of wealth. Lighting lamps at night uses oil; once or twice is fine, but if repeated, the oil consumption would rise, and suspicious patterns could arise when buying oil."

"And lamps are only lit when meeting with certain important figures. So, we have probably stumbled upon some secret meeting."

After all this analysis, Gu Shanhai admitted that White Cloud had imagined quite a story. It might be correct—this Old Temple Priest was conspiring with someone, but the whole oil control thing was purely imaginative. Given how greedy the priest appeared, how could he bear to spend? That was just stinginess.

However, Gu Shanhai had no intention of dampening White Cloud’s enthusiasm. After all, what if he was right?

After explaining to Heavenly Immortal Drunk, the three stealthily reached the room where the lamp was lit, listening carefully.

Actually, Gu Shanhai didn’t need to go over; however, to lookout for his companions, he followed along. These two seemed to lack enhanced hearing skills.

That was a drawback of being a player.

They merely increased attributes without improving themselves, like a level 100 player without skills like spiritual vision or Yin Yang Eyes, unable to see ghosts or spirits, would be limited despite their strength.

But with Gu Shanhai, once his strength improved, his overall physiological qualities improved, not just the semi-digitized aspects.

"No, we need to add money!"

They had just arrived when they heard the Old Temple Priest’s voice, which made Gu Shanhai internally quip about where did this Jiaqian Temple Priest come from, as if he intended to form a group with Jiaqian Layman and Brother Jiaqian.

Then followed a man’s voice, "One hundred taels of silver is not low. Even if you weighed Yu Niang and sold her by the pound, it wouldn’t fetch this price."

"Yu Niang is someone I’ve raised with my own hands, how could I possibly..."

"Tsk, who doesn’t know how she ended up in your hands? Probably only Yu Niang herself is clueless."

"You really think switching from Hu Mountain Cave to Yun Niang Temple makes everything in the past go away? Everyone knows."

The man’s tone was mocking, seemingly revealing something.

"Hmph, one hundred taels then, but Yu Niang won’t willingly marry into your Luo Family to be your idiot son’s wife. She is deeply infatuated with that poor wretch Fan Shi. Don’t come crying to me if you end up buying a corpse; I won’t give a refund." The Old Temple Priest returned the sarcasm.