Chapter 9: Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun (Part 1)

Linghu Fang couldn't help but be curious upon hearing this and took a look.

"There are many people in the world who are dissatisfied with their appearance. However, not to mention the masters' outsiders, they should not have been concerned about their beauty or ugliness. Let's just say that the master's face is a symbol of an unparalleled appearance from thousands of miles away..."

Daolian smiled confidently and said, "To be honest with Brother Linghu, I am still very satisfied with my appearance."

Linghu Fang squinted his eyes and said, "So, the master wants to change his face, but what's the reason for it? Did he do something shameful, change his face, and evade pursuit?"

"It's quite similar."

Linghu Fang smiled and said, "Master, you are also happy. However, what benefits does this have for my Linghu family?"

Dao Lian's eyes shone with divine light as she looked at Linghu Fang and said

"Saving a person's life is better than building a level seven pagoda. If the Linghu family does not help me, I will only have a way out in the wilderness of corpses. On the contrary, I have long heard that the Linghu family is famous in the martial arts world and loves to make friends with martial arts. If we add a monk, it won't be many. Good deeds bring good results, and I hope that the Linghu family will consider..."

The two of them remained silent, leaving only eye contact, and the atmosphere in the reception hall was somewhat cold at this moment.

After a long time, Linghu Fang finally spoke up again and said, "It's best for my father to come back and make a decision on this matter. How about inviting the master to stay in the mansion for three days and wait for my father to return?"

Daolian pondered and said, "Well... since that's the case, I'm bothering you."

The butler led Daolian to a wing room, which was clean and had everything.

Daolian put down her package and stayed down. During mealtime, servants bring vegetarian food and tea for the Daolian to eat, and no one else comes during the rest of the time.

On the first day, Daolian felt relaxed and at ease, enjoying flowers, practicing martial arts, and then taking a nap and meditating in the courtyard of the Dugu family. The day passed.

For two consecutive days, Daolian spent it like this.

On the second night, Daolian was troubled and couldn't sleep soundly. Suddenly, she heard something moving outside the house.

Daolian rolled over and got up, opened the window, and saw a figure in black flashing towards the main room of Linghu's house.

Without careful consideration, Daolian rushed out and followed the man in black.

However, the figure in black was like a ghost and disappeared in a flash.

Daolian continued to track forward, and Cold Buding flew two cold stars from the darkness, one in front and one behind, and hit Daolian.

Daolian gave a cold wave, rolled up her monk robe, and slapped down her hidden weapon with two willow leaf darts.

Without hesitation, Daolian rushed towards the direction of the hidden weapon like a fierce tiger.

A man in black flashed out from behind the tree, and a slightly hoarse man's voice whispered, "Wait a minute, who are you?"

Daolian stopped her figure and said with a smirk, "I should ask you these words."

The man in black was wrapped in a nightgown, with only a pair of slender, wolf like eyes visible.

"It's none of your business. If you want to survive, don't mention today's matter to anyone else. Are you a guest of the Linghu family? Go back to your room obediently."

Daolian rubbed her head and said, "If you want to be unfavorable to the Linghu family, I will just sit back and ignore you. Aren't you sorry for the Linghu family's care for me these past few days?"

The man in black whispered, "Don't force me to take action."

Daolian was about to answer, but she listened to Linghu Fang's pleasant voice and said, "It's so late, isn't Master still resting?"

Daolian was shocked, but the person in black flashed away.

Daolian was about to pursue, but Linghu Fang walked out from the side and vaguely blocked the direction of Daolian's pursuit.

Daolian exclaimed urgently, "Brother Linghu, there is a black clad villain..."

Linghu Fang snatched up and said, "Our Linghu family is heavily guarded. There's no such thing as a black clad villain. The master may have been blinded."

Daolian understood that Linghu Fang intended to protect him, fearing that there might be hidden secrets, and had never had a hobby of exploring people's privacy. So she made a haha and said:

"Since that's the case, perhaps I have really taken a glance. Speaking of it... I'm also a bit tired. I'll go back and rest now."

Linghu Fang looked at Daolian walking away and then, with a hint of anger, said to the black clothed man standing nearby, "I told you not to come to me casually, why did you come back?"

The man in black said in fear, "You... why are you dressed up like this... this time, I really have something to ask you for. You will definitely not stand idly by."

"Oh?" Linghu frowned and said, "Go talk to me."

Daolian returned to the side room and self deprecatingly said, "I'm really meddling in my own business. I don't want to, let's go to sleep."

In the following days, everything was safe and sound, and for seven consecutive days, no one came to find Daolian again.

Daolian thought to herself, "God knows when Linghu Old Man will be back. I'll go find Linghu Fang again.".

In the afternoon, Daolian saw Linghu Fang again in the reception hall.

Daolian looked at Linghu Fang, who was leisurely playing with the tea cup, and asked, "Linghu Brother, hasn't the old man come back yet?"

"I'm back," Dugu Fang said leisurely.

"Oh. So..." Daolian quickly asked, "Where is Mr. Linghu now? Can I ask to see you, young monk?"

Dugu Fang laughed and said, "I'm leaving again."

"What?"

Daolian looked at Linghu Fang's exceptionally beautiful smile and said with a wry smile, "I wonder if Brother Linghu can mention the matter of the little monk."

"I've said it," Linghu said as he flicked his hair. "My father let me make my own decision."

Daolian thought to herself that Linghu Fang is really a difficult master to deal with.

"Since that's the case, I wonder how Brother Linghu is considering?"

Linghu Fang said, "I don't know to what extent the master wants to change his appearance?"

Daolian took off her bamboo hat and pointed at her forehead, saying, "Just cover this' swastika 'shaped fragrant scar."

Linghu Fang stood up and walked up to Daolian. He carefully examined the fragrant scar and said, "It's not that difficult. I can even teach you."

Daolian said happily, "That's the best."

Linghu Fang smiled and said, "However, the art of disguise is a unique skill of my Linghu family. I cannot teach you for free. You must first help me accomplish something."

Daolian was mentally prepared and said, "Brother Linghu, please speak up."

Linghu Fang approached Daolian's ear and whispered, but Daolian's nose smelled a refreshing and faint fragrance.

"I want you to join me in stealing the treasure of the Prime Minister of the Mongol Empire, Amoto."

Daolian exclaimed in shock, "This is not acceptable. Monks should not steal."

Dugu Fang straightened up with a cunning smile and said, "I'm not asking Master you to steal, I'm just asking you to accompany me and be a bodyguard. What does Master think?"

Daolian touched her bald head and said, "Assisting Zhou to become a tyrant is fundamentally the same, isn't it?"

Linghu Fang returned to his seat and rested his head with his hand, being well prepared.

"The Mongol Yuan Dynasty imposed tyranny on Tianqi, causing starvation and suffering among the people. How much of Tianqi's wealth and people's wealth were plundered from me? Now that you and I only want to take one of his treasures, why not? As long as this matter is over, I will immediately teach you the art of disguise, just covering the scar on your forehead. For me, it is no easier than that. How about that?"

In fact, Daolian himself did not attach much importance to the rules and regulations, and at this time, in order to learn the art of disguise, he could not manage so much.

"Okay, I promise you. After everything is done, don't forget what you promised."

"Of course, it's not too late. Tonight is the time for us to take action!"

At night, Linghu Fang indeed came to find Daolian and handed her a black face scarf.

"Put him on, be safe."

Dao Lian put on a black face scarf and asked in confusion, "Aren't you skilled in the art of changing faces? What are we afraid of when we change our appearance?"

"Soldiers are precious and swift, where can we change our faces at this time? Let's go!"

The two of them left Linghu Mansion one in front and the other behind, with Linghu Fang leading the way and Daolian following behind. They looked at Linghu Fang's body movements and found that his cultivation was not very good. No wonder he had to bring himself along.

Does this Linghu young master still have a hobby of collecting treasures?

Who knows, it's better to quickly help him complete the task and obtain the art of disguise.

Along the way, the two of them arrived at a large mansion. Daolian squinted her eyes and saw a golden plaque hanging above the gate, which read: "Amoto Mansion." It seemed that this was the right place.

Linghu made a gesture and together they climbed over the courtyard wall, hiding behind a side room, avoiding the guards patrolling with lanterns and continuing forward.

Wait a moment, the two arrived at the kitchen in the Amoto mansion.

Daolian frowned and said, "Brother Linghu, aren't you hungry?"

Linghu Fang whispered, "Just come with me."

Then he gently pushed open the door.

Linghu Fang looked at the arrangement in the kitchen, pinched his chin, and after some thought, he opened the stove, revealing a small hidden door.

Linghu Fang said happily, "That's it here."

Open the secret door, take out a wooden tube from your pocket, face the end of the tube with your mouth, and blow a mist into the tunnel.

Daolian vaguely understood that what Linghu Fang was blowing should be some kind of medicine to bewitch the guards.

After finishing the task, Linghu Fang said, "Master, please come first."

"Why did I... first?"

"Master, your cultivation is higher. You should be at the forefront, otherwise why did I call you here?"

The owner of the Daolian stall felt unlucky and shook his head before walking down the stairs first.

Inside the tunnel, it was not very dark, as if a candle was lit. Daolian's feet landed on the ground and she whispered, "Come down, there's no danger."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Fang jumped down directly. Daolian was afraid that he would fall and hurt him, so she reached out to help him. Unexpectedly, she reached out and touched Linghu Fang's buttocks with a soft and greasy hand.

Linghu Fang let out a scream of surprise, pushed away Daolian, and angrily said, "Dead monk, what are you doing?"

Daolian exclaimed in shock, "There's no need for such a big reaction..."

Linghu Fang seemed very angry, with tears in his eyes. He shouted, "Go inside, don't touch me again!"

"Okay, okay, okay. If I don't touch it, it's fine. Could it be that Young Master Linghu has a cleanliness obsession?"

As they walked inward, there were indeed several guards who were already unconscious on the ground. Daolian muttered to herself, using a powerful potion. It seemed that the black veil had already been sprayed with an antidote beforehand.