As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

At this moment, someone suddenly fainted and fell in the middle of the inn.

Sikong Wuyuan was shocked and quickly called for someone to help this person.

This inn had only been open for a short while, and now there were already people having accidents here! Wouldn't this lead to less business for him?

He felt bitter.

As Sikong Wuyuan was thinking, Jiang Ming suddenly walked in and stared at Sikong Wuyuan.

His footsteps were urgent as he said to Sikong Wuyuan, "Mr. Sikong, I need you to help me with something."

Sikong Wuyuan's eyes were filled with confusion, but since the person who was asking was Ning Caichen, he had no choice but to accept the request. He immediately nodded.

"Ning Caichen, what is it?"

Hearing Sikong Wuyuan's words, Jiang Ming's heart was filled with warmth.

He coughed and said to Sikong Wuyuan, "I need help swindling people."

"Swindling people?"

Sikong Wuyuan's eyes were filled with curiosity. Then, he took a step back and a pile of tools appeared in his hands. There were countless fortune-telling items among them.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming was a little stunned.

Then, he looked at Sikong Wuyuan and said in disbelief, "You used to swindle people? At which temple?"

Sikong Wuyuan shook his head. "No, no, no! These are tools left behind by my senior. However, his … career interested me. That's why I wanted to keep his tools."

"You're acting like a mischievous child. If Zuqing Yiyi knew you were like this, she would be shocked."

Jiang Ming teased Sikong Wuyuan.

Sikong Wuyuan did not think much of it. He patted his chest and said, "Actually, she had already discovered my true colors. She just didn't say anything. Besides, as a disciple, she should be hiding her skills. If she exposed me, I wouldn't teach her any skills. Who would be willing to teach a disciple who disrespected them?"

"I get it. No wonder you're so unruffled. It turns out that Zuqing Yiyi is a smart woman."

Jiang Ming continued to tease Sikong Wuyuan.

Sikong Wuyuan did not say anything more about these things. Instead, he continued the topic of swindling people.

He looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Who are we going to swindle? Tell me, and I'll talk about what we should do to swindle that person."

"The person we want to swindle is Madam Zhenguo of Fengyu."

Jiang Ming stroked his new beard. He had slapped it on for a disguise, and it looked extremely realistic.

"What?"

Sikong Wuyuan's eyes widened.

Seeing Sikong Wuyuan's expression, Jiang Ming thought that he was a little scared. He immediately said, "Sikong Wuyuan, if you're afraid, then forget it. I'll leave first."

Sikong Wuyuan's eyes lit up as he quickly said, "No! I'm fine! Let's do it!"

"Hm?"

Jiang Ming did not understand why Sikong Wuyuan's attitude suddenly changed.

Didn't Sikong Wuyuan look like he was in a difficult position? Why did he suddenly agree?

Sikong Wuyuan was extremely enthusiastic. He put away all the tools in his hands, then looked at Jiang Ming's clothes and shook his head. "No, your clothes are not suitable. They don't look like the clothes of a commoner at all."

Hearing Sikong Wuyuan's reasonable words, Jiang Ming felt that he could not understand Sikong Wuyuan anymore. He asked carefully,

"Sikong Wuyuan, why have you become so proactive? Isn't Madam Zhenguo not someone who could be easily deceived?"

"Exactly! That's why we have to be prepared." Sikong Wuyuan smiled happily. "I hate Madam Zhenguo the most. She's always arrogant and despotic. I really can't stand her. Every day, she has to distribute porridge on a nearby street. We can pretend to go and get some porridge. At that time, we can take advantage of the situation to take down Madam Zhenguo."

Sikong Wuyuan's plan was perfect. Jiang Ming looked at Sikong Wuyuan and seemed to have understood something. He stared at him. "Do you have a bone to pick with her?"

Hearing this, Sikong Wuyuan felt a little awkward. Then, his expression turned ugly as if he had recalled some bad memories.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ming noticed that Sikong Wuyuan was not in a good mood.

Sikong Wuyuan coughed and said in a secretive manner, "I'm fine. You don't have to care about my relationship with Madam Zhenguo. In short, you only need to know that Madam Zhenguo is not a good person."

"We have to swindle that gold bracelet out of her hands."

Jiang Ming simply changed the topic and muttered to himself.

"How precious is that bracelet? Why do you need to resort to thievery?"

Sikong Wuyuan looked at Jiang Ming curiously.

He vaguely remembered that Madam Zhenguo dressed rather plainly.

What valuables could Madam Zhenguo have?

"I need her gold bracelet to activate something. However, this gold bracelet has been passed down to Madam Zhenguo, so it's very expensive. Madam Zhenguo will definitely not be willing to let us take it away."

Jiang Ming gave a simple description.

Sikong Wuyuan seemed to have understood something. He waved his hand at Jiang Ming, and they immediately changed their clothes into the type of clothing that fortune-tellers should wear.

Sikong Wuyuan looked at Jiang Ming's outfit carefully and sighed. "Lord Ning Caichen, you look handsome no matter what you wear. I'm so envious."

Jiang Ming laughed. "Mr. Sikong, you were also very handsome when you were young. Don't think that way."

Sikong Wuyuan felt very gratified hearing this. He patted Jiang Ming's shoulder and then looked at him. "I think we look sort of like fortune-tellers now."

"But does Madam Zhenguo really believe in fortune-telling? I don't think I've seen her go to any places of worship or seek help from fortune-tellers."

Jiang Ming suddenly became worried.

He did not want to end up wasting his efforts.

At this moment, Liang Sisi walked in. When she saw the two of them dressed up, she could not help but laugh. "Why are you guys dressed up like this? Even if you wanted to deceive Madam Zhenguo, you shouldn't dress up like this, right?"

Jiang Ming coughed. "This was done on purpose. Don't take it easy. Madam Zhenguo is not easy to fool."

"Let me dress up too!"