Chapter 2748 - 55: Paths Cross Everywhere

The night is not peaceful.

Though the moonlight remains as usual, the clamor of patrol echoes freely through the city.

The sleepless remain awake, the dreamers remain in their dreams.

In an ordinary guest room, the shapely She Guyu silently slithered out from under the bed.

At this moment, her eyes were completely indifferent, devoid of any emotion, not a trace of innocence.

No superfluous movements were seen either; her figure flickered and she vanished out the window.

Soundless, traceless.

This skill of stealth and concealment is truly rare in the world.

On the dressing table, the Red Mirror had been wiped clean, but in the dark night, no light could reflect.

Yet a certain Ancient God in the Mirror World suddenly opened his eyes!

Not knowing where She Guyu was headed, he wasn’t too concerned. What’s most important is that the stubborn female demon has finally left the room, leaving a rare gap.

The secret power was transmitted via divine creation.

Not long after, faint rustling sounds arose in the corridor outside the door.

A servant from the inn slipped into the room, murmuring prayers: "We are all faceless, let all beings mark..."

He was surprisingly a follower of the Faceless Sect.

Recruiting such a follower was, of course, Jiang Wang’s contingency plan. It might not be of great use, but it could somewhat enhance the control over the inn’s situation.

Like what Yuan Mengji and the Flower and Fruit Club’s leader Yuan Yizhi discussed in the room downstairs, or who were the suspicious guests these days.

For instance, at this moment...

The servant quietly crept into the room, took out a cloth-wrapped mirror from his bosom, replaced the mirror on the dressing table, and then quietly exited.

Regardless of She Guyu’s story, who’s hunting her, how beautiful she is, sharing the same room and constantly fearing is truly tiresome!

An ordinary inn room, seemingly lively like a theater, with one stepping off the stage, another stepping on.

The brilliance is indeed splendid, but he, a Human Race, could easily get burned if careless, how could he think of watching the drama?

If it’s Heavenly Will that must stir troubles here, then Someone Jiang would leave through the mirror and return to Chai Asi’s side, blindly evading Heavenly Will. See what more it can stir here!

The servant worshiping the Ancient Yama God sneakily concealed the movement, peacefully walking in the dark, quickly descending to the first-floor lobby, quietly pushing open the inn’s back door.

Under the dim moonlight, he placed the cloth-wrapped mirror on a wobbly chair thrown in the back alley.

Having completed the master’s order, he quietly shut the back door, tiptoeing around the lobby for a while, and after several twists and turns, relaxed his control over his body, yawning as he walked to the common dormitory where the staff lived.

"Getting up at night again, aren’t you a bit weak?" someone who hadn’t slept teased.

"Screw your mother!" he joked cursing back, climbed into his bed.

Lying on his back in the dark, he thought of the greatness of the spirits, thought of his fallen father—the honor restored by the sect master’s efforts.

Thinking of finally being able to do something for the sect, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he peacefully fell into dreams.

The inn’s back alley was long and serene.

The old sign was damaged due to Jin Yang’s fierce scorching, and the inn replaced it with a new plaque. The old one was set upright in the back alley, waiting to be chopped down as firewood.

Yuan Mengji named the inn quite casually, as not far ahead of the inn, just under two blocks away, there was a city stream named Lianxi, thus the inn was named accordingly.

Under the faint moonlight now, the character "Lian" on Lianxi Inn’s sign had already cracked, the lone three-water strokes merged into one, resembling a "卜".

Beside the upright old sign stood the wobbly chair.

A big hand picked up the small cloth bundle on the chair.

A stout figure with twin straight swords on his back soundlessly landed in the alley, tucking the bundle into his bosom before silently departing.

Pig Dali was not quite sure of what he had come to fetch amidst the starry night, vaguely sensing it was a mirror. He wasn’t aware of its significant purpose. Anyway, it was a task assigned by the organization, he merely transported it. Great endeavors sometimes consist of seemingly trivial affairs.

According to the principle of rabbits having three burrows, Peaceful Ghost Messenger and Gale Killing Sword should not have had such an intersection. But under the great Ancient God’s command, there really lacked accomplished individuals. At this moment, there simply was no one else who could swiftly return the Red Mirror to Chai Asi’s home.

As for their encounter on the road, it was purely by accident.

To avoid alerting the Monster Realm’s Heavenly Will, regarding these few carriages, Jiang Wang always provides only vague directions, never detailed plans. Sometimes not even a direction, letting them grow wildly.

Ordinarily, deciding which Evil God to eliminate and when to act was Pig Dali’s decision alone, assisted by the Frost Wind divine seal, feeding on deity power.

Like tonight, directly instructing Pig Dali to retrieve the Red Mirror from Lianxi Inn was already a special case. The specific route was entirely Pig Dali’s choice.

From the inner city area of Mo Yun City where Lianxi Inn was located, to the Northern District where Chai Asi’s old residence was, the distance wasn’t close.

But given Peaceful Ghost Messenger’s foot strength, it wasn’t much. He was already accustomed to walking in the night... "Under the blood moon, by the name of peace."

Approximately a stick of incense’s time later, he arrived at the target location.

At this time, he didn’t know it was Chai Asi’s house, but he felt a certain comfort with the house’s dilapidated condition.

No need to hide, Pig Dali also came from impoverished origins, later mingling on the streets, knife fighting, all just to get a meal.