A master of comedy!

With the Holy Maiden of Longhua by his side, Yang Ying felt the other's soft fingers, and his eyes became even stranger. The guess in his heart jumped out again.

If her guess is true, then everything makes sense, but the guess is so astonishing that she still finds it hard to accept.

Bao Ying also came over, without saying anything, but simply opened her arms and hugged Zhou Sheng.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

"I'm not saying anything more, tonight we'll drink until we drop."

He has always been a very calm person and rarely drinks alcohol in order to keep his mind clear at all times. The last time he got drunk was when the head-swapping case was closed.

"Uncle Bao, um... I'm sorry."

Yang Ying lowered her head, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Bao Ying, and quickly handed over the gavel she was holding.

Bao Ying's face darkened, and he was about to say something to reprimand Zhou Sheng when he heard Zhou Sheng cough.

He gave a helpless, bitter smile and sighed, "Alright, you can manage your own people. As for this gavel..."

He took it, stroked it for a moment, and then handed it to Zhou Sheng.

"Although this item belongs to our ancestors, it has already recognized you as its master. I was merely keeping it safe for you back then, and now it is a good opportunity to return it to its rightful owner."

Zhou Sheng then casually gave it to Yang Ying.

"Since you like it, you can take it and play with it for now, just don't break it."

Bao Ying couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, but he could understand. He had heard about what happened in the underworld back then. Yao Tai Feng did not hesitate to shatter her golden body and future in order to help him, and entered the cycle of reincarnation with her sword. It was truly a heroic and moving story.

Now that Brother Zhou has finally found her reincarnation, he naturally dotes on her in every way.

"Hehe, thank you, Uncle Zhou!"

The sweet "Uncle Zhou" made Zhou Sheng's face stiffen, while Jinse and Bao Ying couldn't help but smile, trying hard to suppress it.

"Thank you, Aunt Jin!"

So Jinse stopped laughing.

At this moment, Monkey King also finished his meditation. His bloodline was extraordinary, and in just a short while, his injuries had already healed by seven or eight parts. He somersaulted to Zhou Sheng's side, his fiery eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe, his gaze filled with excitement and admiration.

"Good second brother, it's been many years! You've really surprised me!"

Yang Ying smiled and said, "That's a sign of newfound respect."

"Go away, you little brat! When I, Old Sun, say I'll dig out eyes, I mean I'll dig out eyes!"

As he spoke, Monkey King grinned and made a face, his jagged fangs startling Yang Ying, who turned pale. Only then did Monkey King laugh heartily with satisfaction.

Zhou Sheng took her hand, shook his head and laughed, "You must have heard of this person's name. He is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who was the Monkey King of the Water Curtain Cave of Flower and Fruit Mountain. You and I can call him Brother Monkey."

This introduction pleased Monkey King greatly, and he chuckled. However, when Yang Ying obediently called him "Monkey King," he felt embarrassed about his previous attitude and immediately plucked three of his hairs and handed them to her.

"These are three life-saving hairs. If I blow on them at a critical moment, each one can become an avatar of me, Old Sun, with the power to survive a heavenly tribulation!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ying's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise and delight.

Three hairs represent three great cultivators who have survived a heavenly tribulation. Wouldn't she be able to walk sideways from now on?

"This, this is too precious, I..."

She didn't know whether she should accept it or not, and her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Zhou Sheng.

Strangely enough, among the people present, she clearly had the best relationship with Uncle Bao. When she was practicing under Grandpa Niu, Uncle Bao would often come to Zhongnan Mountain to bring her all kinds of food and clothing.

But for some reason, after Zhou Sheng appeared, she couldn't help but look at him.

"Just take it when I tell you to. Brother Monkey is a straightforward person, so there's no need to hold back."

Zhou Sheng spoke, and Yang Ying happily accepted the three life-saving hairs, clasped her hands in thanks to Monkey King, and flattered him so much that Monkey King's tail almost wagged.

Yang Ying smiled radiantly, but her eyes never left Zhou Sheng. She was naturally intelligent and had already realized that the reason Monkey King had given her such an expensive gift upon their first meeting was entirely due to Zhou Sheng's influence.

And Uncle Bao, who took such good care of me since I was a child, must have been because of Zhou Sheng.

Even Grandpa Niu...

Then that bold guess popped into her mind again, making her expression somewhat complicated.

Zhou Sheng had no idea what she was thinking. After a brief chat with his old friend, he looked at the dilapidated tomb.

Dust constantly falls around, and gravel often falls, making it seem like it could collapse at any moment.

"This is the Empress's old lair, which she has been building for many years. It contains many treasures. To prevent these treasures from being buried, let's take them and divide them up before the tomb collapses."

As Zhou Sheng spoke, he led the group forward.

Unbeknownst to him, he had become the center of attention, even the renowned Iron-Faced Marquis Bao Ying and the Holy Maiden of Longhua Jinse silently followed behind him.

Monkey King didn't care about any of this. He felt that his second brother was smarter than him and had improved his skills. Even he might not be able to defeat him, so he naturally had to listen to his second brother.

However, after walking only a few steps, Zhou Sheng stopped and looked back at the group of students from the Qunyu Class who seemed somewhat embarrassed standing in the distance.

"What are you standing there for? If you're not even enthusiastic about dividing the spoils, how can you be a good master of shamanism?"

Yu Ruyi and Yu Ruyi were both shocked, and the others also showed excitement.

They... can also get a share of the treasure?
It's no wonder they felt inferior; everyone present was a big shot, even Bao Ying's subordinates were renowned figures in the martial arts world.

"Can...we really do it?"

Zhou Sheng looked at them and said seriously, "Your performance of 'Eight Immortals Celebrating Longevity' was very good. According to the rules of our profession, good performances deserve a reward."

He paused, then said, word by word, "These are the rules, and no one can break them."

In an instant, all the women in the Qunyu Class straightened their backs, their hearts surging with a sense of pride and honor.

Yes, this is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Yin Opera lineage. Now that we have a peerless hero like Senior Zhou in charge, who will dare to underestimate these Yin Opera performers in the future?

Zhou Sheng had seen many of the empress's memories, so he was already very familiar with this large tomb.

He first led everyone to an extremely spacious tomb chamber, then casually pressed a mechanism to open the tomb door.

It was dazzling with golden light.

It was a mountain of gold, and countless sets of dark heavy armor, all forged from the finest iron.

Gold and armor.

Bao Ying's gaze sharpened, and he coldly snorted, "This witch is truly well-prepared. If she manages to escape, with all this gold and heavy armor, she can instantly train an iron cavalry of tens of thousands of men to contend for the Central Plains!"

"No wonder when Emperor Taizu conquered the capital, he found the national treasury empty, with very little gold. It turns out it was all buried in the Kunlun Mountains!"

He looked at Zhou Sheng and pleaded, "Great Xuan has suffered from famine for years. If this money and armor could be returned to the imperial court, it could save countless lives. Brother Zhou, could you—"

"hehe."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jinse's cold laugh.

"Return to the imperial court? After investigating cases for so many years, doesn't the Iron-Faced Marquis know how many corrupt officials, tigers, leopards, and wolves are in your so-called imperial court?"

"This money will only line their own pockets and feed those corrupt officials and scoundrels. How will it ever reach the people? And these heavy armors will probably become tools for soldiers and bandits to oppress the people, aiding and abetting evil!"

After a pause, Jinse stepped forward and pleaded with Zhou Sheng, "Master, could you please give me these coins and armor?"

Zhou Sheng was immediately at his wit's end.

...(End of this chapter)