When it was offline, it was already dawn.

Yunyun pushed me and blamed me, "A Yu, why are you playing games like before? It's not time to be a good time. If you do this, I will delete the account to the Eastern Continent to watch you, otherwise I will see you becoming a god, not eating or sleeping."

While I was burying into the warm quilt, I smiled and said, "Even if I want to become an immortal, I am still a ghost immortal. Don't worry, I won't be like this in the future. I just saw some new things, so I forgot about the time."

Yunyun gave me a blank look and said angrily: "You hand over all the Devil's House to me, and you'll have fun by yourself. Broken teeth said, and in two days he would go to the Eastern Continent to see how you are doing. I don't think that a few eyeliners are staring at you, and I can't rest assured."

"No." I showed my head from my back and said, "If they all come, what should I do on the Western continent? Even if I want to come, just one will come. You can tell Broken Ya that there are only one of them. The company can also ask a few employees with low-level levels to delete their numbers. Then tell me the name, so I can find them."

Yunyun nodded, tucked the quilt for me, brought breakfast and placed it on my bedside, and then went out.

Alas, the weak setting of the ghost clan is harmful to people. It seems that I will adjust the game time in the future, otherwise I will not have the chance to be kind to my wife.

In fact, many ghost players on the forum complain that the weak settings of ghosts have seriously affected players' work and study, but the explanation made by the system is very reasonable: the time for ghosts to be weak is from 8 am to 6 pm, which is the time for school to go to school. After 6 o'clock, weakness is cancelled, avoiding any school students skipping classes because of playing games.

I really feel that this setting is inconvenient for those professional players. It is indeed a bit uncomfortable to live a day and night. However, since I chose the ghost clan, I have to overcome this difficulty, and I can't do anything during my weak time. At least I found that the benefits of doing tasks may be more than killing monsters.

After sleeping beautifully for five hours, I got up again and went to the line. I just arrived at a new place and it was necessary to practice hard.

The ghost wolf has not been online yet, probably hasn't woken up yet.

It's still weak time now, so I can only hit monsters with two levels lower, and I have too little experience. I thought about it and found that the road-buying mission in Soul-Induction Light has not been completed, so I just searched everywhere.

It would be fine if I didn't look for it, but I didn't expect that I found more than a dozen tasks for me.

The vomiting ghost asked me to buy him a few bottles of braised knife wine; the vassin requires twenty portions of fresh snake blood; the carnivorous ghost asked me to find a bottomless pit for him; the tempting ghost asked me to put a box of incense under the window of a house outside the hero's tomb. There was a widow (I...); an originally empty tomb room with a hungry ghost had a needle-mouthed ghost, and his belly was as big as a drum, but his mouth was as small as a needle tip. He was holding a big cake in his hand and cried...

I know that the reason why I didn’t receive the task yesterday was because of my lack of reputation. Now I suddenly received so many things. It seems that I was busy before dark.

I roughly divided the tasks into categories based on whether to kill monsters or distance. I took advantage of the weak time to run all the tasks that didn’t need to kill monsters, and directly upgraded to level 9, and my reputation grew by 20 more.

It seems that it is not that easy to gain reputation. Thinking of the reputation of 500 in a few hours yesterday, I can't help but want to go to the resentment pool to wipe out the soldiers' souls.

But I was not so stupid that I was weak and ran to seek death. While it was still early, I ran to the market to collect some materials, drove the tailoring skills to 260, and sold a few more return talismans, and finally got dark.

I ran to the mass grave to fight monsters excitedly. I bullied me miserably yesterday and the black-bellied snake was so angry today. I turned into a dead snake after a few sticks. I was sent to my snake skin and snake teeth for free to practice my skills.

The ghost wolf did not appear for the whole day, or he did not come to me, nor did I go to him. We met by chance, and our names were close, and although we were destined to be together, there was no need to stick to each other. I have always liked to be alone, and it seems that the ghost wolf is the same.

The white paper flag under the soul-summoning banner drew a half-moon-shaped symbol in the air, and a wisp of blue smoke rose from the head of the Red Fire Spider King in front of him.

After two days of practice, I can master the skills of using the Soul Conjuring Banner. In addition to the paper flag hanging on the top of the banner, the Soul Conjuring Banner is actually similar to an ordinary wooden stick.

In the Western continent, there may not be many people using sticks, even the mages who use sticks as weapons can use them to directly greet monsters. But it is completely different in the Eastern continent. At least I know that most of the weapons used by human players who have changed their jobs are sticks.

Although the profession I chose was a Taoist priest, I couldn't learn more relevant skills before I changed my job. Occasionally, I was also good to be a Shaolin Stick Monk, but the attack speed was a little slower, which was a world of difference compared to the daggers we used to do.

Because the Yuanshen value is too low, and novices need physical strength the most, I added almost all the upgrade points to these two aspects, and added a little agility to the rest. As for power, I think the Taoist priests have little chance of using it, so I didn't add any of them.

Although my soul value can be used for five soul-summoning techniques in a row, I rarely use this skill. It’s not because my soul is not enough, even if the maximum soul value is only 255, at least we are considered rich people now, and we never lack recovery potions. The reason for not using skills is that I found that after using the soul-summoning banner to directly conduct physical attacks, the proficiency of the banner-like weapons will increase, and when using it to use it to generate soul-summoning skills, the attack is much higher than before. No wonder the ghost wolf was unwilling to use skills when it was in the resentment pool, but directly used the peach wood sword to attack. At that time, I thought he was just to save blue.

"Ding!" I successfully upgraded to level 10. It is logical that I can go to the main city to change my job. However, the task here has not been completed, and I have seen that the highest level player in the Oriental Continent is only at level 27 on the ranking list. So I don't have to rush to leave the novice village.

Cut off the head of the Red Fire Spider King and threw it into my backpack. I started to do the next task.

Not far from the Hero Tomb is a small human village, where most of my tasks are now to be completed.

Obviously, the people here are not rich. In this small fishing village near the sea, half of the families live by fishing and every household has dilapidated fishing nets. The moon is hanging high, and the faint silver light reflects from the sea not far away, making the place look particularly quiet.

I successfully found the family that the lustful ghost mentioned, put the box containing the incense on the windowsill, and touched it into the rooms of several other families. I found the baby hair that the hair-eating ghost wanted, the arsenic that the poisonous ghost wanted, and the braised knife wine that the vomiting ghost wanted. I was about to return the same way, but suddenly I heard a strange sound from a small thatched house not far away.

The sound was like raindrops falling on the leaves, and it was like someone was sifting beans. It was in the middle of the night. Even NPCs had to sleep on the ground, aren't you afraid of ghosts? (I'm just a ghost.)

I floated to the window of the small thatched house and looked inside through the moonlight through the hole in the window. I saw an old man with white hair holding a dustpan and touching the things in the dustpan with his hand.

When I saw clearly what the dustpan was in the dustpan, my eyes couldn't help but lit up.

The rustling particles were not beans, but pearls! A whole basket of pearls!

Pearls are good things. If they were taken to the girl Mo Xiezi, they would be a lot of jewelry. And Mr. Hua also said that pearls can be used as medicine, and it is naturally good to use them for alchemy. In addition, I am learning to be tailors now. I once heard from textile women that they often use pearls to make cloth clothes, so of course I can't miss this great opportunity.

However, it is a bit weird to see pearls in such a place. After all, it is still near the novice village, so no good things can appear. In addition, it is midnight again, and the old man touches the pearls with nothing to do. The more he thinks about it, the more he becomes, the more he becomes, the more he becomes.

I was thinking about how to get the dustpan pearl, but I saw a pearl slipping from the old man's hand and rolling to the edge of the bed. The old man hurriedly put down the dustpan without holding the lights. He lay on the ground and touched it around.

Is he a blind man?

I was curious for a moment, pushed the door and entered the room, picked up the pearls, put them in front of the old man and shook them, and said, "Old man, are you looking for this?"

Originally, I could have stolen all the pearls of the dustpan, but no matter how I look at the situation in front of me, it seems like there is a hidden task. I should be more cautious. Although those pearls are valuable, they are just small profits for me, so don’t miss a good opportunity.

The old man was stunned for a moment, turned his head and listened with his ears, raised his hand and touched him.

He is indeed a blind man.

But it’s good that a blind man is too much. He has to change to other NPCs. When he sees the appearance of talismans on my head, he is so scared that he screams and runs away without seeing anyone.

I put the pearls in his palm and asked, "Old man, why are you fiddling with these beads in the middle of the night?"

The old man wiped the dust from the pearls with his sleeves, groped and returned to the chair he had sat on the ground before, sighed and said, "Forty years have passed, but I still can't tell which one of the black pearls is here."

Sure enough, there is a hidden task. I smiled proudly, walked to the old man and said, "This is not simple, can I pick it out for you?"

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Do you think I'm blind and my brain is broken? If it were possible, there were so many people in the village, I would have asked them to pick it out for me. But the master said that only if I can tell which of the thousand pearls is a black pearl by my own hand, he will teach me the identification technique. Unfortunately, after forty years, I still have no choice..."

Identification? This is a good thing.

There was no such profession in the life skills examples. Players can only see their attributes through the appraisal provider or the appraisal scroll when they hit unidentified items. Think about the appraisal fees I gave to the beard of the mountain before, and the appraisal books of the world in the past, as well as the appraisal materials of Mo Xiezi, which is rare in the Western continent. If I learned this skill...

I made up my mind to learn this technique.

Looking at the dustpan in the blind old man's hand, there was indeed a shiny black pearl inside, but unfortunately the size and shape were no different from the others. Although it could be seen at a glance, it would be difficult to distinguish just by touching it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I turned around and asked, "Old man, have you been practicing at night for the past forty years?"

The blind old man nodded and said, "Anyway, I am a blind man, and there is no difference between me day and night. I take out these pearls in broad daylight, but I am still afraid that people will rob them."

"You can take the pearls to the yard at noon tomorrow to try it." I said with a smile: "With me here, no one dares to steal them." Just kidding, it would be strange if someone dares to steal his pearls in broad daylight.

It is even more impossible for players to appear if they don’t dare to grab npcs. The daytime is the weak time of the ghost clan. There are no other races nearby, so I dare to say so sure.

At noon the next day, I came to the door of the blind old man's house as promised. Although it was a weak time, I was at level 10 now, and the monsters on the road were still enough to deal with it.

The sun shines directly through the clouds, making the floor warm.

I helped the blind old man out of the house, pulled a chair for him, and let him sit in the middle of the yard. He held the dustpan in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would rob him. I kept persuading him that no one would rob him, but he was still a little nervous. It took a while before he was willing to concentrate on touching the pearls.

The blind old man stroked the pearls over and over again, his brows getting closer and closer, and his hands were moving slowly...

"I found it!" The blind old man shouted happily, holding the only black pearl in his hand.

In fact, this principle is very simple. In the sun, black things absorb heat quickly, so they always have a higher temperature than white ones. Anyone can touch them, let alone blind people like him.

The blind old man was happy for a while, then sighed, and two lines of turbid tears came out of his dark eyes: "I thought I had obtained these pearls for more than 40 years, but I didn't even expect such a solution. It seems that I am not suitable for learning and appraisal. The master did not deliberately make things difficult for me, but asked me to give up."

"Old man? Who is that master you said?" I asked carefully. The trigger condition of the task should be met, and I must strike while the iron is hot.

The blind old man asked me to join him and took out a yellow envelope from the box, and handed it to me carefully, saying in a trembling voice: "Many years ago, I was a pearl collector, and I have been living by the sea. An accident made me blind my eyes and never go to the sea again. Later, a master came to the village. He could clearly distinguish their names, functions, even ages and origins whenever any antique treasures came to his hands, and he was also a blind man. At that time, I thought I could do it, so I asked the master for advice. The master was unwilling to accept me as his disciple, but just told me that if I could find a black pearl from a thousand pearls with my own hands, I could take this letter to him."

"Then you can go now." I said.

The blind old man shook his head and said, "I am old and don't want to learn any appraisal skills anymore. I tell you this, just hope you can help me and see what the letter the master left to me actually wrote."

I took the envelope and found that the varnish on the seal was still there and it was preserved very well. It can be seen that the old man has been keeping his promise for the past forty years and has not taken apart the letter to see it.

Tear open the envelope and a piece of white paper floated out from it, with only a line of vigorous brush words on it: "Use your hands instead of your eyes, and you can see the world without any rest."

"Use your hands instead of your eyes, and you can see the world without any loss..." The old man repeated my words, unable to help but burst into tears.

He took the letter from me with a trembling trembling and whispered: "It's been forty years, but I didn't expect that the answer that has troubled me for forty years has actually been by my side. Young man, would you like to do something for me?"

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you complete it." I said, it seemed that the task was coming to an end.

"I want to go to the beach again in my lifetime," said the old man.

"Okay." I agreed.

When he accompanied the blind old man to the beach, he let go of my hand, took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, sighed, and walked towards the sea step by step.

Could it be that he is going to commit suicide?

I quickly stepped forward and grabbed him. Unexpectedly, he pushed my hand away and said with a smile: "Young man, do you think I will seek death? No. I have been living alone with pearls for the years and have been thinking about everything. I have been wasting my time in the house for forty years. Now I just want to try it out. Is this sea that once made me attached to still the same as before?"

As soon as the blind old man finished speaking, he jumped into the sea.

Even though he said that, I still jumped with him. After the blind old man went into the water, his body immediately became flexible, completely different from his deaf old attitude on the shore, and I could hardly keep up with him.

The blind old man didn't stay in the water for long. I only saw him touching the seabed a few times and soon surfaced, holding a huge clam shell in his hand.
Chapter completed!