Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2144

Chapter 2144: Ancestors Please Don’t Blame Me

Ning Shu entered the hall and closed the door. She took out a match and lit a candle that was on a table.
Ning Shu looked at the rows of memorial tablets and saw there was a relatively new one. It was the old man’s tablet.
Ning Shu rubbed her chest. She felt a little sad.
Putting down the lantern, Ning Shu bowed. “Ancestors don’t blame me, please don’t blame me…”
Ning Shu began to grope around the memorial tablets. She moved each memorial tablet and also searched the table to see if there was any hidden mechanism. She even poured out the ashes from the incense burner.
However, she didn’t find anything special.
Finally, Ning Shu jumped onto the roof beams. She searched for places where things could be hidden but found nothing.
Ning Shu couldn’t help but feel a little discouraged.
Where did the old man put the thing?
This place had probably already been searched by Gu Rui and Mo Juechen. If they didn’t find anything, there wasn’t much hope that she would.
Ning Shu was so tired that she sat down directly on a beam to catch her breath.
It wasn’t good for people to be fat. It put too much strain on their heart. If they exercised just a little intensely, their heart would be pounding. They’d need to exercise regularly for a long time to stop that from happening.
Covered with ashes and feeling itchy, Ning Shu was ready to go back.
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Her life was too hard. She was even tricked miserably by 2333.
However, when Ning Shu rolled her eyes, she saw that there was a tile above her head that was different from the rest. It emitted a faint light.
Ning Shu stood up and reached out to remove the tile.
It was an ordinary glazed tile.
The tile was so small that it was almost hidden by the others. If it wasn’t for the light, Ning Shu wouldn’t have been able to find it.
Ning Shu jumped off the beam while holding the tile. She sat on a nearby futon and brought the candle near the tile. Aided by the light, Ning Shu saw there was a faint shadow inside the tile.
She smashed the tile with her foot and found a piece of parchment inside. It was extremely thin and felt very smooth.
Kind of like…human skin.
Ning Shu unfolded it and saw a very abstract landscape painting. It was a bit like a road map, except that there was only one word on it.
Ning Shu wiped the lines covering the skin with her hands, but they couldn’t be removed.
Was this a treasure map?
Tsk tsk tsk…this storyline.
So this was what Mo Juechen and Gu Rui wanted?
Ning Shu shoved parchment into her arms and put the incense ashes back into the burner. She tried to restore things as much as possible.
After picking up the shattered tile from the ground, she carried the lantern and left the ancestral hall.
After leaving, Ning Shu threw the broken pieces of tile into the fish pond.
Ning Shu returned to her room. She let out a long breath and patted the dust off herself. Then, she took out the map.
Ning Shu rolled her eyes. If they were going to make a map, they should’ve at least made it a bit more detailed. If it fell into the hands of someone with a lower IQ, they wouldn’t even be able to tell what the drawing was.
Ning Shu folded it back up and put it in her pouch.
The parchment was really magical. It had no smell and was as thin as a cicada wing. Even when folded up, it was barely any thicker.
What was it made of?
Ning Shu moved her neck. She felt a little itchy.
She went to the kitchen to boil some water for a bath. Bathing in the middle of the night wasn’t normal and Ning Shu didn’t want to arouse suspicion from others, so she got herself something to eat on the way.
After heating a pot of water, Ning Shu washed up, ate something, and then sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.
Ning Shu was certain that the map must have been what Mo Juechen wanted.
Translator: Lili
Editor: Wheat
Translator: Kaho