A Glass Marble Worth 500,000? / You're Framing an Innocent Person, Aren't You?

Many passersby who witnessed this scene couldn't help but exclaim, "Students these days are so lucky! Their futures are so bright, and they even have teachers leading them on trips!"

"Xiaoxue, let's all go together! There will be four of us!" Tang Ling suddenly pounced on us from behind.

"Sure, you don't mind being taken advantage of if you don't feel like you're getting the short end of the stick." Ling Mengxue smiled, a hint of interest in her eyes. Why not take advantage of it?

"No, go ahead and take it!" Liu Yinxuan pretended to be carrying an empty suitcase and followed behind, also smiling broadly. "Sister Ling has known us for so long, we're quite familiar with each other."

As Ling Feng's ex-girlfriend, Lan Yuxin naturally hopes to get along better with his sister. Now that they're all Magical Girls, they're practically family!

[img=700,700]htt Oh dear, I almost lost control!

Chapter 161 A glass ball worth 500,000?

"Lingmei, you and Yuxin share one, and the class monitor and I share one!"

After checking into the room, Tang Ling was the first to jump onto the double bed. There were two beds in total, just enough for two people to sleep in one!

"Why call her Lingmei?" Ling Mengxue was a little speechless, but then she thought of another question, "By the way, Tang Xiaohua? I haven't seen her since this morning."

"Sigh, Xiaohua won't be coming this time. She's going to the Magic Association for further studies!" Tang Ling shrugged helplessly.

"By the way, how about we go for a walk later? We still have plenty of time, and we can come back to meet up tonight!" Liu Yinxuan suggested.

She quickly checked the hotel room and was now ready to go out.

Ling Mengxue and the other two had no objections. It was a rare opportunity to go out, especially to a famous tourist destination, so why not take advantage of it? In any case, the school was paying for the trip, and they could get reimbursed when they got back.

Of course, there must be a limit; we can't let students squander it recklessly, or even top universities would go bankrupt and close down.

When this topic came up, Lan Yuxin's eyes lit up. "I remember the class monitor had already done some research beforehand. Jiangzhou Ancient City has many powerful factions and is a mixed bag. However, its customs, culture, and folkways are worth learning from and are of great historical significance. It also has a martial arts culture similar to that of Chongming City."

"Yuxin is right." Liu Yinxuan and smiled broadly. "And every year around this time, there's a light show. Tens of thousands of people from surrounding towns and villages gather there, making it even more lively."

"It feels... alright." Ling Mengxue nodded.

Lan Yuxin's lips twitched slightly, and she forced a smile, saying, "Xiaoxue, I originally only felt that you and your brother looked alike, but now that I see you, you're practically identical! I'm starting to wonder if you're even the same person!"

"How could this be?" Ling Mengxue smiled slightly, but suddenly felt a little nervous. It was such a mistake!

"Hehe, actually I feel that way too." Tang Ling grinned. "Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to Ling Feng, but it's probably just a bit similar. They were in the same class as each other."

"That's true." Lan Yuxin smiled and shook her head. How could that be?

Absolutely impossible!

However, when she thought about it this way, she always remembered a phrase Ling Feng often said, "Nothing is absolute; anything is possible!"

"Phew, I must be crazy to think that way." Lan Yuxin sighed, rubbing her forehead. She should have known better than to mess around with them last night.

"Let's go, let's go. We should be able to set off after informing Instructor Mu!"

At the same time

Yao Fan and his companion had just arrived at the base he had just established in the Jiangzhou Ancient City.

"Mr. Yao Fan, you've finally arrived. Oh? And who is this young lady?" Several people were already waiting at the door.

"Oh, this is my niece, Yao Qingyi," Yao Fan replied indifferently.

"So you're Miss Qingyi! My apologies for not recognizing you!"

"Mr. Yao Fan, this is Vice Mayor Li of Jiangzhou City," a man in a gray ancient robe introduced arrogantly from the side of the door.

"Oh dear, why are you still calling me Mayor? Just call me Xiao Li, sir," Vice Mayor Li said, refusing to accept the offer.

Although he was a government official, he still had to curry favor with these wealthy businessmen and powerful figures.

Even a slip of the tongue by these important figures could make Jiangzhou City officials laugh themselves awake.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Yao Fan, this is your first time here, so please excuse my inconvenience, Brother Li," the gray-robed man said politely.

"Haha, leave it to me, I guarantee you two will have so much fun you won't want to leave!" Vice Mayor Li patted his chest, his face full of flattery.

As the group entered the luxurious building, several pretty young women greeted them, each one dressed in their finest attire and possessing striking beauty.

They didn't have the elaborate makeup and attire of urban beauties, but each of them had a natural, light makeup look, exuding youthful charm and a unique, elegant fragrance.

Yao Qingyi followed behind her martial uncle, peeking out curiously, looking like someone who had never seen the world before.

After sitting down, I noticed that the girls next to me were all extremely beautiful, with skin so smooth and supple it looked like you could pinch water out of it; they had clearly been carefully selected.

But ever since his uncle entered the sect, he has become even more dignified.

Yao Qingyi glanced over furtively, 'I didn't expect my usually kind and amiable martial uncle to be so domineering. Are all these people around him his friends?'

As she was thinking to herself, Yao Fan suddenly looked over with a smile on his face. "Qingyi, your martial uncle needs to talk to you about some things first. You can go out and have some fun in the city. Young people these days should go out and relax. I'll call you later."

Seeing this, Yao Qingyi's eyes darted around, and she smiled charmingly, "Alright then, I'll go first, Martial Uncle!"

Yao Fan smiled and nodded, but after confirming that the person had left, his expression darkened. "Alright, let's get back to business."

Those around them, seeing this, dared not utter a sound.

Seeing that the time was right, the gray-robed man suddenly spoke up, "Palace Master, should I send someone to protect Miss Qingyi?"

Yao Fan nodded, his expression unreadable.

"Hey! Don't you guys think this bead is pretty?"

At a market in the ancient city, Tang Ling, following the map she got from the tour guide, insisted on bringing the whole group to Qing Town for archaeological work.

Girls probably prefer these little trinkets; the four of them walked together but each went off on their own, and the group almost fell apart!

Ling Mengxue just thought it was a trip and didn't pay much attention to it; she was having fun.

Lan Yuxin leaned closer, her eyes slightly brightening, "What a huge glass ball!"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, the stall owner glanced at the newcomer, seemingly casually, and couldn't help but sneer. "What does a little girl like you know? This is the Moonlight Pearl! I stole it from the Tomb of King Ling!"

The women. "..."

Lan Yuxin's lips twitched, but she was too lazy to refute. 'You really dare to say that?'

Hearing the commotion, Liu Yinxuan was also surprised. She carefully examined the glass ball and smiled, "Sir, you haven't removed the tag yet. Isn't the price fifty yuan?"

"Uh-huh!"

The vendor was startled, realizing he had overlooked something, and quickly pulled the label behind his back. "What did you just say?"

Liu Yinxuan: "..."

Ling Mengxue pondered for a moment, but didn't seem to care. A hint of interest flickered in her eyes as she interjected, "So, how much are you planning to sell it for?"

"Five hundred thousand!" The stall owner's eyes darted around, and he rubbed his hands together with a smile. Then, in front of everyone, he took a pen, crossed out the yuan on the label, immediately rewrote it as ten thousand, and pasted it back on.

"Oh, this..."

This guy is awesome! Even Tang Ling was shocked by his actions.

Can there really be such shameless people in this world?

How thick-skinned do they have to be?!

"Okay, I'll take it!"

"??"

"Who is speaking?"

[img=700,687]htt I'm late because I have to write two books lately, sorry m(._.)m

Chapter 162 Slandering Good People, Is That It?

Ling Mengxue and the other three looked over at the same time, their faces showing surprise.

Are you serious about spending 500,000 yuan on a glass ball?

Are all rich people these days really this good at having fun?

Beside her, a pretty young girl dressed in an ancient-style light blue dress immediately took out a bank card that her martial uncle had just given her.

Yao Qingyi thought for a moment, then handed it over, "Boss, can I pay with this?"

"Haha, not bad, not bad, young lady, you have good taste. I just took this out of the Tomb of King Ling not long ago, it's still fresh."

The stall owner laughed heartily, "Damn, I've made a killing! I can run into the rich man's silly daughter just by setting up a stall. She swiped her ATM, immediately packed up her things, and ran away in a flash."

Yao Qingyi was stunned for a moment, but didn't pay any attention. She held the "luminous pearl" and liked it very much. She held it in her hands like a treasure and couldn't put it down. The pearl was shiny and very beautiful!

Ling Mengxue was staring at her with a strange expression, wondering if this girl wasn't quite right in the head.

She wasn't the only one with this idea; even Lan Yuxin and Tang Ling were speechless. Liu Yinxuan thought for a moment and then stepped forward.

"Hello little sister, your bead isn't actually worth that much money. That uncle was just a conman."

"??" Yao Qingyi looked over at the sound and saw four pretty young ladies staring at her strangely. However, she didn't believe Liu Yinxuan's words. Instead, she felt a little displeased after hearing them and snorted, "You're just unhappy because I took the pearl. You didn't get it yourself, so now you're slandering an innocent person, right? And you're so pretty! You're bad people!"

Ling Mengxue: "..."

Liu Yinxuan: "..."

Lan Yuxin: "..."

Tang Ling: "..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yinxuan was momentarily speechless. She had only meant well and wanted to offer a friendly reminder; how had she become the villain who wronged an innocent person?

Only after everyone left did Liu Yinxuan come to her senses in a daze, feeling quite helpless.

Lan Yuxin glanced indifferently in the direction the girl had left, let out a soft sigh, stepped forward, and smiled as she placed her hand on Liu Yinxuan's shoulder, "Class monitor, don't worry about it. She's just a greenhorn. If she doesn't appreciate it, we don't need to pay attention to her. We're not the ones who will suffer."

Tang Ling's eyes darted around, her puffed-out cheeks puffed out in anger. "That's right, that's right! Class monitor, stop being so kind! We're not pushovers. If she won't listen to us, it's none of our business!"

As Ling Mengxue was pondering, all three of them suddenly looked at her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile. "I think... you're all right!"

"That's more like it." Lan Yuxin smiled happily, and took Ling Mengxue's arm. "Let's go, it's still early. I'll treat everyone to a big meal later!"

"I heard the food in the old town is very expensive." Liu Yinxuan took out her phone and immediately opened the search for nearby restaurants, displaying the demeanor of a good tour guide.

"Are we short of money?" Lan Yuxin raised an eyebrow. "I've prepared over a million yuan for this event myself. We can't afford to miss out on even one meal, can we?"

Tang Ling didn't feel anything special, but she was still very excited. "Yay! Yuxin's treating! Class monitor, hurry up and pick a place, I want to eat local traditional food!"

"OK."

Ling Mengxue followed behind them, looking completely relaxed. She was so happy to be able to latch onto a rich woman again; life was wonderful!

However, she also quickly took out her phone and began investigating the rumors about the "Moonlit Demon Spirit" in the ancient street.

It's that "Demon Spirit," right? Her Moonstar Blade is practically rusted; if she doesn't draw it soon, she'll probably only be able to use it for chopping vegetables...

Meanwhile, inside a restaurant, the noise was deafening, with a cacophony of voices.

Several students wearing Fanghe No. 2 High School uniforms were sitting around a dining table chatting.

Suddenly, a handsome boy remembered some rumors and whispered, "Shiyu, you didn't come to school before. Your parents said you went to learn martial arts from a master. Is that true?"

"Huh?" Han Shiyu was taken aback. She hadn't expected anyone to ask her this question, and she was speechless for a moment. However, she couldn't just tell the truth directly. "It's true. My master passed down a set of Eight Soul-Sealing Needles, but unfortunately, I didn't learn it."

"Eight Soul-Sealing Needles?!"

Before the handsome young man could speak, a voice as clear as jade suddenly came from the next table, causing several students to pause and turn their gazes in that direction.

A young man carrying an ancient sword, dressed in a blue ancient robe and wearing a hair ornament, was looking over with sharp eyes. The young man exuded a powerful aura, and one could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary person.

Beside him sat another young man in white, carrying a long sword, who also glanced over with a slight "hmm."

"You know about the Eight Soul-Sealing Needles?" Han Shiyu frowned slightly. Mo Chuyun had personally told her about it when she was in the mental hospital, but unfortunately she was taken away later and didn't have the chance to learn it.

"Hehe." The young man in white chuckled, raised his teacup, took a sip, and did not answer her question.

Han Shiyu felt something was off, but didn't ask any further questions.