After getting off the plane, the driver realized his outfit was too conspicuous, so he changed into a different disguise.
Now, he was an ordinary, old-fashioned young man from the countryside wearing a Zhongshan suit.
He sat in a corner of the bus, with an old backpack on his back containing a suitcase full of money.
He could barely understand the local dialect around him but couldn’t speak it, so he decided to pretend to be mute. Fortunately, he didn’t even need to use this disguise—the driver only cared about getting paid and ignored him afterward, and no one around tried to strike up a conversation with him either.
This made him feel relieved, yet slightly disappointed that his prepared disguise went unused.
Abandoning thoughts of showing off his disguise, the driver listened to surrounding conversations to gather information.
Two men wielding sickles were robbing people on the road?
This small town was indeed somewhat chaotic.
What? When the two sickle-wielding men tried to rob a seventy-year-old elderly man, they ended up failing?
Could it be that there are actually such highly skilled seniors in this town?
What? There was also a report of an old lady being targeted by ten strong men seeking revenge on the road, but those ten men ended up defeated?
That sounded too incredible to be true, likely false. However, as the saying goes, there’s no smoke without fire. Perhaps there weren’t ten, but maybe three or four at most.
Did many of the elderly people in this town possess martial arts skills?
At this moment, his ears caught another conversation.
“That old lady from Yin’s village, the one who always rides a motorcycle, she bought a villa in town!”
“What? Where did she get all that money?”
“Her three sons don’t even know. Her eldest son was shocked when he found out and asked his colleague to keep it a secret. I heard this from the second great-grandmother of that colleague.”
The driver quickly covered his ears.
He knew he couldn’t keep listening any further.
Knowing too much could get you drowned in the river.
After a while, he uncovered his ears and heard the two elderly women had switched to gossiping about which housewife was cheating on her husband. The driver felt relieved.
Reflecting on what he had just heard, the driver already understood the truth!
Elderly people with unusual combat abilities and sudden wealth—these two clues were enough to reveal the facts!
It was indeed more convenient for the elderly to do such things. Even if others were cautious, they wouldn’t suspect an old person. After committing a crime, the elderly could easily escape suspicion by pretending to be old men and women casually strolling.
So, was he here to deliver money to an elderly assassin in this town?
Was this town an independent organization, or part of the young lady’s family secretly cultivating cleaners?
If it were an independent organization, there would be no reason for the buyer to personally deliver money to their base. Therefore, this organization was most likely affiliated with the young lady.
No wonder it was her organization—truly fearsome!
Upon arriving at the location, the driver became even more cautious. By now, it was completely dark. He took out a flashlight with a plastic casing from his bag, illuminated the path, and sent a message to An Siyao.
An Siyao replied according to the instructions Xia Yu had previously taught her.
Under the high-voltage electricity tower in the town?
The tower was located at the eastern edge of town.
Following the instructions, the driver arrived beneath the electricity tower.
He used his phone’s compass, walked ten meters east, then ten meters west, and squatted down to examine the soil.
On the left, he found disturbed soil.
He took out a shovel prepared in advance from his backpack and began digging.
Before long, he unearthed a large ceramic jar.
He retrieved the black plastic bag filled with money from the suitcase in his backpack, placed it into the jar, reburied it, and exhaled in relief. Then he quickly returned to the town’s bus station and boarded the departing bus.
As the town gradually faded from sight and disappeared from his view, the driver finally felt at ease.
He found this mission genuinely thrilling.
Perhaps in his later years, he could vaguely recount this story to his grandchildren without revealing the exact location.
But for now, even to Qing Qing, he couldn’t tell anything.
Arriving at a nearby large city, the driver went to the airport and boarded a late-night flight.
In the morning, he returned to Yaoguang, where Xia Yu then possessed Yin Shulan’s body.
It was still early, just before dawn, when Xia Yu, controlling Yin Shulan’s body, arrived beneath the electricity tower.
Using a shovel, he dug up the ceramic jar he had previously instructed Yin Shulan to bury, retrieved the large black garbage bag, and opened it to reveal neatly packed stacks of red banknotes.
Yin Shulan’s breathing quickened.
“How much is there?” she asked.
“One million,” Xia Yu replied.
[Yin Shulan’s bonus has reached LV2]
“…”
Was this old lady really this materialistic?!
During these days, Xia Yu had helped Yin Shlan deal with various matters, partly hoping to increase the bonus level. Because the bonus directly reflected intimacy—higher bonuses indicated being closer.
As for the skill training speed improvement brought by the bonus, it wasn’t that important since the increase was actually limited.
Carrying the money, Xia Yu returned to the villa. Instead of practicing medicine-making, he went to a bookstore near the school and bought a Five Three exercise book.
He hadn’t accumulated many experience cards, and practicing skills wasn’t very meaningful, so he might as well use the time for studying.
Fortunately, that bookstore opened early, and it was only five o’clock now.
At half past seven, Yin Ling woke up. She went to the toilet first, then returned to her room to change clothes. Passing through the living room, she glanced at her grandmother.
A sixty-year-old elderly woman, with calloused hands, was holding a blue pen and concentrating on completing a thick set of exam papers.
“…”
Coming behind Xia Yu, Yin Ling looked at the exercise book—a series of incomprehensible symbols, seemingly high school-level knowledge.
“Grandma, what’s wrong with you?” Yin Ling asked, somewhat alarmed.
“Nothing. Your grandma is just studying,” Xia Yu replied.
“What nonsense are you saying, Grandma!” Yin Ling grabbed Xia Yu’s clothes. “Come on, let’s go see a doctor.”
Previously, Yin Ling had sensed changes in her grandmother, but initially, she only noticed her dressing a bit trendier, acting more domineering, and occasionally killing rabbits for herbal experiments—things her great-grandfather also used to do.
But now, her grandmother was actually doing exam exercises—this was too abnormal!
If this were a manga she had recently read, it would already qualify as a strange phenomenon—something requiring ten thousand dollars to have a shrine maiden exorcise!
Xia Yu knew that without providing a reasonable explanation, he wouldn’t be able to study in peace. He first held Yin Ling back.
As Yin Ling looked at him, Grandma Yu tilted her head upward at a forty-five-degree angle, gazing toward the sky:
“When you’re young, your grandma was also a child who loved studying. But the night before I was supposed to take the college entrance exam, your great-grandfather looked at me with tears in his eyes…”
Yin Ling couldn’t help but loosen her grip. She hadn’t expected that her grandma had such a past.
“Now that your mother’s illness only requires recovery and the family debts are paid off, Grandma wants to revisit her youthful years.” Placing her hand on Yin Ling’s head, Grandma Yu showed a helpless smile mixed with nostalgia.
“I understand. Go for it, Grandma!” Yin Ling held her grandma’s hand and encouraged her.
In the adjacent room, Yin Wan rubbed her forehead, puzzled: Didn’t Grandpa say that Mom skipped school all the time?
Well, maybe the elderly just wanted to have some fun.
She lay in bed, thinking about another extremely important and significant issue:
What should she eat for breakfast today?
Today’s breakfast was porridge, cooked in an electric rice cooker—nothing special.
After finishing the porridge, Xia Yu sent Yin Ling to school, then took a garbage bag full of money and rode his motorcycle to the bank.
In front of the bank, he received a call from his eldest son, Yin Changgui.
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