"Ding, the system detected an error and is being repaired."

"Ding, the conditions for killing are not met, and the reward is being withdrawn."

"Ding, the reward recovery failed, the system started a self-destruct program..."

…

Zhao Yu felt like he had had a long dream.

In his dream, he seemed to be in a blacksmith shop, and the ding-ding-ding system prompts almost drove him crazy.

Finally, an earth-shattering roar woke him up completely.

Zhao Yu opened his eyes and looked around blankly,

"Sir, are you awake?"

At this time, the little maid waiting at the side saw Zhao Yu open his eyes, and then stepped forward and called softly.

"Huan'er?"

Looking at the pretty little maid in front of him, Zhao Yu subconsciously said.

"It's me, my lord, are you feeling better?"

The little maid Huan'er stepped forward and asked softly.

"I...hiss!"

Just as Zhao Yu was about to get up, he felt a sharp pain coming from both shoulders.

"Sir, be careful!"

Seeing Zhao Yu grimacing in pain, Huan'er immediately stepped forward, helped Zhao Yu lie down, and said softly: "The doctor said, although your injury is not fatal, it has injured your muscles and bones and needs to be repaired."

Outside Chengtian Gate, the execution ground, the assassin...

Zhao Yu was lying on the bed, and the memories in his mind gradually became clearer.

Damn it, it’s all my fault for not being smart enough to understand.

I originally thought that given the situation at that time, it would be safer to be around the boss, but who would have thought that the gelding could even trap one of our own people!

system?!

Zhao Yu suddenly realized that he seemed to have heard a system prompt when he was fainting.

Moreover, during the past few days when I was in coma, many random prompts appeared one after another.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, he seemed to remember what the system said at the end...self-destruct!

"Holy shit!!"

Ignoring the severe pain in his shoulder, Zhao Yu sat up suddenly.

"Sir, please be more careful..."

Seeing Zhao Yu standing up suddenly, Huan'er was startled.

"It doesn't matter, you go down first!"

Zhao Yu waved his hand and signaled Huan'er to leave.

Although the little maid was worried about Zhao Yu's health, after all, the master had spoken, so she had no choice but to leave.

"system?"

"Goldfinger?"

"Dad, can we stop making this joke?"

…

I called several times, but got no response at all.

It seems that those voices in the coma were not hallucinations, and the system has indeed self-destructed.

These days, time travel is not unusual, but what is strange is that not only does the golden finger receive no benefits, but it also comes with a hellishly difficult activation task.

That's all, this guy didn't even see a splash, so he destroyed himself!

Looking at the countless time travellers, Zhao Yu just wanted to ask one question at this moment.

"Who can be as miserable as me~~"

boom!

Zhao Yu fell straight on the bed, with a look of despair on his face.

…

More than two months have passed, and the injury on Zhao Yu's shoulder has almost healed.

After more than two months of buffering, Zhao Yu gradually accepted the fact that he was naked.

Fortunately, in my previous life, I was just a loser who had to struggle for several lifetimes to even go to the toilet. After time travel, although I have no foundation in martial arts and no golden fingers.

But I still have a small but elegant courtyard house in the capital. There are more than 3,000 taels of silver stored in Hengtai Bank, and there are two little maids who are good at serving people.

Wearing the tiger skin of Xichang, he is still a fifth-level inspector of hundreds of households, and he has a lot of money as a property raider.

Compared to before time travel, the life we ​​live now is something that Zhao Yu could not achieve in his eight lifetimes!

What more bikes do you want?!

After figuring it out, Zhao Yu felt much relieved.

Despite his status as Xichang, as long as he leaves the capital, there will be many people who want to take off his head.

But for a top-notch otaku like Zhao Yu, he could survive for a month in a small rental house in his previous life without food or drink.

Such a large capital city, with food, drink, and maids waiting on it, was enough to make a lazy guy like Zhao Yu ignore poetry and the distance.

"grown ups……"

While Zhao Yu was enlightening himself in the courtyard, Huan'er walked into the courtyard with a group of people.

According to the rules, when visitors come to the door, they must first be informed by the servants. Even if the emperor issues an imperial edict, a young eunuch will come to the door in advance to give instructions.

But the group of people behind Huan'er barged in without any scruples!

the reason is simple……

The leader is none other than the stall owner of Xichang!

"Subordinates, please visit the stalls!"

Zhao Yu quickly came to the stall and bowed to pay homage.

"Zhao Baihu doesn't need to be polite. We are here on the orders of the governor to personally deliver the driving ticket to Zhao Baihu!"

The stall owner waved his hand and then took a driving ticket from the sideman.

"Search Guo An's house?"

Zhao Yu opened the driving post, which was stamped with the seal of the Governor of the West Factory. The content clearly stated that Zhao Yu was asked to lead the West Factory to inspect and search the home of Guo An, the household minister.

"good."

The head stall nodded and then waved his hand to signal his subordinates to avoid him.

Zhao Yu also waved his hand to the two maids, signaling them to leave.

After everyone left the courtyard, the stall owner approached Zhao Yu and whispered: "Zhao Baihu, do you know what crime Guo An was beheaded for?"

"Privately changing the salt tax accounts and embezzling tax money."

Although Zhao Yu didn't understand why the stall owner said that, he still honestly told what he knew.

"This is one of them..."

The stall owner continued: "I have found out through Xichang's ears and eyes that Guo An's grandfather was an important minister of the former dynasty and had a private possession of a demon book from the former dynasty. Therefore, the governor asked me to personally deliver the driving notice. Do you understand?

"

"I understand that when I copy this demonic book, I will personally deliver it to you, the stall owner!"

Zhao Yu nodded, of course he understood the meaning behind the big stall's words.

"Very good. After this matter is completed, I will speak to the Superintendent. It just so happens that our West Factory still lacks a position to inspect thousands of households..."

"ah?!"

Zhao Yu thought it was okay before, but when the stall owner said the last sentence, Zhao Yu suddenly felt excited all over.

Inspecting thousands of households?

I have eight generations of ancestors to thank you for...

If this were the case, Mr. Du would never see that demonic book in his lifetime!

Looking at Zhao Yu's expression, the stall owner thought this guy was excited.

After all, no one would refuse promotion and wealth!
To be continued...