The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"So, Peak Master intends to entrust this matter to Senior Sister Yun?"

Yu Xianxian thought that this was impossible. No matter how powerful Yunmeng was, she had only just established her foundation. It would be too much of a stretch for her to deal with someone whose strength was at least at the Nascent Soul stage. If that were the case, she would definitely prepare offerings for Yunmeng in advance.

"What's the problem?"

Ling Yao clearly didn't understand the meaning behind Yu Xianxian's question. In her opinion, it seemed like a perfectly reasonable thing to do, while Yu Xianxian couldn't hold back anymore.

"Peak Master, even Senior Brother Lin, who is in the late Nascent Soul stage, couldn't do anything about this. Does Senior Sister Yun, who is only in the late Foundation Establishment stage, really have a way?"

“Why not? I know her strength. I never said I would let her handle this alone. If necessary, I will not stand idly by.”

"Oh, all right."

Fortunately, Ling Yao wasn't as ruthless as she thought.

"By the way, what exactly is it? Do we need to write a letter to the Immortal Sect for help?"

Could you tell her how to write a letter of appeal to the immortal sect? That way, if she gets kicked out later, she might have another way to save her life.

"It was written by a woman who said that her children had disappeared into thin air. She suspected that it was the work of demons, so she reported it to the authorities. The next day, the authorities brought the bodies of her two children, saying that they had drowned while playing. However, the bodies were desiccated, as if they had been drained of blood, which clearly indicated that they had not drowned. She wanted to confront the authorities, but was driven away. So she no longer trusted the authorities and had no choice but to seek help from the immortal sects."

"The blood being drained sounds like something a demon would do. But if it were a demon, why would the officials lie?"

Yu Xianxian sat up and adopted the standard thinking posture of a primary school detective, but unfortunately, without any clues, she could not draw any conclusions.

"Is it that the government is colluding with demons? Or is there no such thing as demons at all, and it's all the government's doing?"

“We’ve only just arrived here today, no need to rush. Tomorrow, let’s go see the woman who wrote the letter. You should…”

Before Ling Yao could finish speaking, she opened her eyes and saw that Yu Xianxian had already closed her eyes.

Ah, I probably thought too much just now, and my brain ran out of power, so it went into hibernation.

Ling Yao sighed softly, her legs, which had been crossed, spread open as she landed in mid-air. She walked to Yu Xianxian's side, helped her lie down, and gently covered her with a blanket. Then, she went to the window, looked at the moon outside in silence, seemingly lost in her deepest memories.

In another room, Yunmeng maintained the same meditation posture as Lingyao, except that the white rabbit jade pendant at her waist seemed to flutter twice in the wind, and there was no other movement.

The two of them spent a sleepless night, and before they knew it, it was dawn.

……

"Waiter, another plate of pan-fried buns, please."

"okay."

Everyone in the inn was drawn by the sound. Looking up, they saw a girl in a green dress eating and drinking voraciously in the corner, while the two girls next to her only had a cup of tea brought by the innkeeper, and they seemed to have never seen it before.

"Ahem, isn't this too much?"

"How could that be? Three people sharing one plate of fried buns? Are you kidding me? I can't even get enough to eat by myself."

Yunmeng's lips twitched when she heard this. Yes, she had figured it out.

"Besides, didn't the Peak Master forbid us from revealing our sect's identity?"

Yu Xianxian pushed the plate of fried buns away, and continued reluctantly, "In that case, shouldn't you eat something too? It would be too strange not to eat for a whole day."

"Indeed."

As Ling Yao spoke, she gracefully picked up her chopsticks, took a fried bun, and put it in her mouth. Seeing that her master was doing the same, Yun Meng also picked up a bun and ate it.

Yu Xianxian, who simply poked the bun with a chopstick: ...

She silently picked up the other poor chopstick that she had abandoned earlier.

Chopsticks: With you, I'm truly impressed.

"Hey, have you heard? That crazy woman went to the government office to cause trouble again the other day."

"I know, I know, it's been half a month already. It's fortunate that our city lord is so understanding, otherwise this crazy woman would have been locked up in jail long ago."

"Hey, who says otherwise? Our city has never seen any demons since the city lord took office. She even said that her two children were bitten to death by demons. If you ask me, they probably just fell into the river and drowned while playing."

"Well, that's not necessarily true. Maybe she was kidnapped by human traffickers and thrown into the river to drown because they thought she was too thin. Haven't they said there have been quite a few missing people lately?"

"Hey, what kind of child trafficker would throw a kidnapped child into the river? But things have been a bit unsettled lately, so keep a close eye on your children when you get back."

……

No wonder TV shows are showing people coming to the inn to gather information. These seemingly ordinary gossips have provided Yu Xianxian and her two companions, the three outsiders, with a lot of information.

"Master..."

"No need to rush, let's go to that woman's house first."

"Hey, are you leaving already?"

Seeing that Ling Yao and Yun Meng had both gotten up, Yu Xianxian hurriedly stuffed the last fried bun into her mouth and followed the two out of the inn.

Ah, these pan-fried buns taste pretty good. It would be even better if she didn't have to vomit them up for half an hour.

"vomit……"

Beside a thatched hut, Yu Xianxian leaned against the house while dry heaving.

A large group of people were gathered in front of the thatched hut, and Yu Xianxian could still vaguely hear their conversation.

"Isn't that the crazy woman? How did she get dead?"

"I don't know... Sigh, look, it looks like she's holding a knife in her hand. Did she commit suicide?"

"I think it's possible. She's usually crazy, either saying her child was killed by a demon or slandering the city lord as a demon. She might actually kill herself when she goes crazy."

……

In the center of the crowd lay a female corpse with a ferocious expression. Her coarse cloth clothes were soaked with blood, and there was a large pool of red beneath her.

Most of the people around were talking amongst themselves, and no one was willing to take another step forward.

Only Yunmeng squatted beside the corpse to examine the wounds, while Lingyao stood aside observing Yunmeng's technique and the surrounding situation.

Not long after, Yunmeng obtained the results.

"Master, this person..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Ling Yao stopped Yun Meng from speaking, turned around and left. The crowd also made way for the two beautiful but strange women.

“Master, although the woman looks fine on the outside, what’s strange is that her heart is gone, and that is, even though there is only one knife wound on the outside.”

You have to understand, with a wound like that, it's impossible to even remove the heart.

"It seems there's definitely something fishy going on."

"By the way, Master, why didn't you let me say it on the spot?"

"This matter is too strange. I just don't want to add to the fear of ordinary people."

"I see. It was my oversight."

"Ah."

Seeing how sensible her disciple was, Ling Yao nodded with satisfaction, then asked as if she had suddenly remembered something, "Have I forgotten something?"

Yunmeng: ...She seems to have forgotten something too?

Having finally returned to normal, Yu Xianxian, sitting helplessly in the thatched hut, thought: ...Sigh, where is everyone?