I Have a Dice Left by a God

Chapter 532 - 124: Jingqu Pavilion

I Have a Dice Left by a God

Chapter 532 - 124: Jingqu Pavilion

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The Beijing Opera House is located in the bustling district of South Second District, even more lively than the affluent East District and West District. Inside the opera house, the atmosphere is upbeat, with traditional Beijing Opera performances taking place on stage.

Li Xin paused to listen for a while, feeling a bit dazed. Although it sounded a bit odd sung in Dao Yuan's common language, the tone and narrative style were quite similar. On stage, they were performing Luthor's love story. The Grand Governor's legend in Lirong was indeed deeply ingrained among the people, and Luthor didn't mind being teased by the common folk.

After a while, Qi Badao returned and led Li Xin to a table, ordering tea and snacks, which were exquisitely made pastries. "Let's listen to the opera first, I feel they already know we're coming."

He said while vigilantly observing the surroundings, having been steeped in the underworld for years, Qi Badao's sense of alertness was still strong. "Brother Li, don't eat anything yet, I think they know our background."

Li Xin nodded, watching the performance on stage, while Qi Badao remained on guard, sensing that Li Xin seemed very interested in the performance.

Soon after, the song ended and a man in his forties with two small mustaches walked over, "Are the two gentlemen dissatisfied with the tea and snacks?"

"Not at all, we're full." Qi Badao said, "Shall we handle the official business now?"

The man smiled faintly, not minding, "Please follow me, gentlemen."

Li Xin and Qi Badao followed the middle-aged man to a side room. Upon entering, they instantly felt the sound absorption effect, there was a barrier here.

"I am Hu San, the manager here, we've received your requests. Mr. Li wants a woman's leather suit, and Mr. Dao has no specific requirements," Hu San said with a smile.

"It's not that there are no requirements, the quality must be good, don't want it to collapse and deform after a few days," Qi Badao immediately said, as some leather suits were even disposable, fake and inferior products.

The shopkeeper Hu laughed, "We only sell high-quality items here at the Beijing Opera House, ordinary leather suits have a shelf life of one month but must not be subjected to external damage. Leather suits with a shelf life of more than one year are also available, but the price is different. Also, any leather suits purchased here must comply with the rules of use."

"Oh, what are the rules, Mr. Hu?" Li Xin asked curiously.

"No committing crimes for profit or committing illegal acts, or we will report to the Night Patrol," Hu San said.

Li Xin looked at the shopkeeper Hu, and Hu San looked back at Li Xin, "You two wouldn't think we're a shady store, would you?"

"Are you registered with the Night Patrol?"

"That's unnecessary, we are an old brand with a golden signboard, we have all kinds of goods, once outside Lirong we don't care, but within Lirong, we must follow the rules," Hu San said confidently.

Li Xin was speechless, thinking he had discovered something after all the trouble, but ended up going in circles. On reflection, it's true, with such a commotion over the "Little Skinning Case", the store still operating well, there must be backing beyond just having goods.

"Mr. Hu, I want to ask, what's the difference between a month's and more than a year's leather suits?" Li Xin asked.

Hu San smiled, "A month's leather suits are made from pig skin mixed with some precious animal skins, more than a year's are naturally made with ancient methods, one skin one price, both are Secret Items."

"Human skin?" Qi Badao blurted out.

Hu San merely smiled at him without answering, and Li Xin did not press further, there are many ways to obtain human skin, Night Patrol doesn't care about such things, he is here to investigate the "Little Skinning Case."

"What's the price of a month's leather suit?"

"These are cheap, ranging from a few silvers to a few golds depending on the effect. The young and pretty girl you want belongs to the more expensive category, approximately a few golds depending on the quality. Mr. Dao's is relatively cheap, two or three silvers can get a good quality one."

Li Xin thought for a moment, "Today, let's take an ordinary one to test the effect."

"Please wait."

Qi Badao just wanted to speak, but Li Xin signaled with his eyes, before long, Hu San came over with a tray, and on it was a mask painted with Beijing Opera's facial makeup.

Qi Badao took it and put it on his face, with a slight input of Spiritual Ability it immediately fused with his facial features. After a bit of wriggling, Qi Badao's appearance transformed into that of a middle-aged man overindulged in wine and pleasure, but without any change in physique and aura, only the face was altered. ๐™›๐“ป๐’†๐“ฎ๐’˜๐™š๐™—๐’๐™ค๐™ซ๐“ฎ๐’.๐“ฌ๐’๐™ข

"Three silvers." Hu San said with a smile.

Li Xin nodded, Qi Badao paid, took off the mask, returned to his original appearance, and looked at the mask in his hand with great interest. This thing is very breathable and doesn't feel anything, indeed it's a good item for escaping.

"Gentlemen, our place can meet various customer demands, of course, according to the difficulty of production, it may be a bit pricey." Hu San is a low-key businessman who won't miss any potential customers.

Li Xin and Qi Badao left with leather suits, Hu San escorted them to the door and watched their figures disappear into the district. Then he waved to a runner, who immediately trotted over, Hu San whispered a few words, and the runner nodded immediately and left.

Li Xin held the leather suit, having made a determination that the Beijing Opera House is related to the "Little Skinning Case," in Qi Badao's eyes Li Xin was only thinking while holding the leather suit and mask.

The dice gave a six-point determination.

Li Xin thought again, determined that the Beijing Opera House is the perpetrator of the "Little Skinning" case.

The dice gave a one-point determination.

This means the Beijing Opera House is not the perpetrator but is somewhat related to the case.

The scope is somewhat expansive because any interaction may be deemed related to the case, such as the perpetrator having been here, the perpetrator having contact with people in the Opera House, or other things, but it's certain that they are not the perpetrator and the correlation isn't very strong.

Sometimes he really wanted to use the dice to determine each hypothesis and suspicion, but Old Fang reminded him that when such feelings arise, he must be careful. Being absorbed in the use of Divine Relics is very dangerous, easily losing oneself and becoming a puppet of the Divine Relic. On reflection, fortunately, excessive use leads to severe headaches, which hit the mark unexpectedly.

Separating from Qi Badao, Li Xin returned home, and Xueyin immediately dashed over like a lively deer, "Ah Xin, you finally came back, I was so bored alone!"

Lin Fei looked at Li Xin, "Have you eaten?"

"Already had, by the way, Aunt Fei, I've arranged the apprenticeship banquet." Li Xin said.

"The apprenticeship banquet, I've got it all set up, picked a nice venue." Lin Fei would never be stingy in spending where necessary, especially during such times. She has also saved quite a bit over the last two years, along with the occasional remittances from Li Xin, ample to manage.

"It's at the Gourmet Association, free." Li Xin smiled, "We might as well take advantage of it."

Lin Fei slightly furrowed her brows, "Don't do dangerous things, we don't need to force any appearances, the apprenticeship is mutual consent."

"Aunt Fei, what are you thinking, I'm not that kind of person. I've told you, haven't I? When I was in Hedan, I helped a good friend from the Gourmet Association, later he succeeded, and now I benefit from his success. Coincidentally, the Gourmet Association is hosting an event, and I have a chance to invite for free, but I think they want to take the opportunity to meet the big shot of the Celestial Principle School, in fact, leveraging Xueyin's connections." Li Xin smiled.

Upon hearing this, Xueyin was elated, "That means the old man truly has skills."

Bang~~~

"Show respect for your teacher, don't diss!"

"Mom, don't hit my head. I've told you countless times, apart from my beauty, all I have is wisdom. If it's lost, where would you find such a good daughter as me, besides, how do we know if the old man truly has expertise? Many are nowhere near as good as they claim!" Xueyin rubbed her head, looking defiant, emanating rebelliousness from head to toe.

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