Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

After that... I have no memory of anything else.

Zhou Fengliu glanced around the hotel and, combined with the stack of red banknotes, had reason to suspect that he had done something that betrayed his integrity last night.

damn it...

Why can't I remember this?

Zhou Fengliu said that the most crucial fragment of memory was missing, which was like the West not having Jerusalem, or the 3D zone not having Tifa... It was incredibly sad.

Zhou Fengliu looked for his "far ahead" phone, opened it, and found a lot of missed calls, including those from Xu Si, Feng Baobao, and Zhang Chulan.

He casually dialed a number for Xu Si, and after a dozen seconds, the call was connected and Xu Si's voice came through.

"Xiao Zhou? Where are you?"

"I don't know," Zhou Fengliu scratched his head. "I don't even remember how I left last night..."

"Last night? Didn't Xia He kidnap you last night? How was it? You sound so normal now, you must have had a great time last night, right?" Xu Si's voice was sly and sarcastic on the other end of the phone.

“Slander! Fourth Brother, this is pure slander.”

"Come on, Zhang Lingyu already told us that you were poisoned and Xia He took you away. I don't believe nothing happened last night."

"..." Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin upon hearing this: "Alright, Fourth Brother, I'll pack up and come find you... We'll talk when we meet."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Fengliu remained silent for a few seconds.

He glanced at the red bills beside him, then noticed a small note under the hotel phone. He picked it up and saw several lines of writing on it.

"Sweetie, I'm leaving. The money by the bedside is your compensation. I'm sorry about what happened last night. I may have annoyed you again, but don't worry about it. You're still you, and I'm still me. Just think of it as getting paid to do a job."

After reading the note, Zhou Fengliu could roughly tell from the tone of the text that it was Xia He.

Zhou Fengliu didn't have any concerns about this.

Even if he knew that the person he was with last night was Xia He, he wouldn't take the initiative to become a sycophant.

It's impossible for me to take the initiative; I'll never take the initiative in my entire life.

Xu Si's teachings are good: without love, one is carefree; don't give up a whole forest for one tree. Besides, Xia He didn't use this one night to force him to hang himself on this tree, so maintaining the status quo is fine.

As for his current relationship with Xia He, it's quite delicate. After what happened last night, they should be considered comrades-in-arms who have been through thick and thin together, right?

We became quite close, like the friendship between Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya.

...

Zhou Fengliu washed up briefly and noticed what appeared to be traces of alcohol on his chest, leaving him speechless.

What happened last night?

He was brushing his teeth while thinking about the problem. He rubbed his lower back, which seemed to be a bit strained from the exercise.

No, I'll go back and ask technician number 99, Jingjing, to give me a massage.

That's what he was thinking.

After a while, he changed his clothes and came out of the hotel. It is worth mentioning that he also took the two hundred yuan deposit that Xia He had left at the hotel.

The sun was shining brightly. He looked at the map and realized that it was still quite a distance from the front of Longhu Mountain, so he decided to have breakfast nearby before heading up the mountain.

"Damn it...you want another two hundred and sixty yuan?"

As soon as Zhou Fengliu arrived at the Qianshan Scenic Area, he was stopped by the ticket seller.

"You have to buy a ticket to get in."

“I bought it before, I was also forced to come down the mountain.”

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, the ticket seller glanced at him and then said, "You ate yesterday, why are you eating again today?"

"Row."

Zhou Fengliu thought it made sense and bought a ticket before going up the mountain.

...

"Brother Liu!"

Not long after he arrived at the mountain, Zhou Fengliu saw Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, and Xu Si, all dressed in the uniform of Nadutong, waiting for him.

"Fourth Brother..." Zhou Fengliu called out.

"Hmm...are you alright?" Xu Si glanced at Zhou Fengliu. "You didn't get your kidneys pinched by Xia He, did you?"

"I don't think so," Zhou Fengliu said.

"Alright, go in quickly. The old Celestial Master said he wanted to see you last night. You're now a great benefactor of the entire Celestial Master's Mansion," Xu Si said, taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Old Celestial Master... wants to see me?"

Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow and then followed the group into the Celestial Master's Mansion. Along the way, he noticed that many of the Celestial Master's Mansion members looked at him differently, and some were even more grateful.

This made him feel that his decision to save Tian Jinzhong last night was worthwhile.

Before long, Zhou Fengliu arrived at the place where the old Celestial Master was. Before he could even enter, he saw Zhang Lingyu, dressed in white, kneeling on the steps outside the door.

"Master Ayu... what kind of look is this?" Zhou Fengliu asked as he leaned closer to take a look.

"Zhou Fengliu..."

Seeing Zhou Fengliu return safely, Zhang Lingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the heavy weight in her heart finally lifted.

"I'm glad you're safe..."

After a night of self-reproach, Zhang Lingyu felt as if she had been parched and had finally received rain when she saw Zhou Fengliu; her tightly furrowed brows relaxed somewhat.

He spent the whole night looking for Zhou Fengliu, but searching for someone in such a large area as Longhushan Scenic Area is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The old master later called him back, but unable to find the person, he chose to kneel outside his master's room and reflect on his absurd decision to let the Quanxing demon escape the previous night.

"What's your expression?"

"So what are you doing kneeling there?" Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin, somewhat confused about Zhang Lingyu's approach.

"What happened last night was my fault, Zhang Lingyu. I shouldn't have listened to the sorcerer's words and let him take you away..." Zhang Lingyu apologized sincerely.

"You kid..."

When Zhou Fengliu heard Zhang Lingyu's apology, he was first taken aback, and then realized that Xia He and Zhang Lingyu had argued about this matter in his memory.

He was wondering while washing up that Zhang Lingyu had clearly bound him with golden light, so how did Xia He end up taking him away?

You should know that with Zhang Lingyu's strength as a direct disciple of the Celestial Master, even if he couldn't capture Xia He, he could definitely keep Zhou Fengliu at bay.

Now he understood; it turned out that Zhang Lingyu had something on her mind.

"Put the apology aside for now. By the way, kid, were you planning to get a little revenge on me last night?" Zhou Fengliu squatted down and asked Zhang Lingyu.

"I took you to Da Bao Jian when you were poisoned before. Now that I'm in your hands, you should have Xia He take me away..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Lingyu's ears instantly turned red, and the shame in his heart made him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

...

P.S.: Just asking for everything. Please take care of yourselves, my godfathers. I've unfortunately caught a cold, and my brain is all mush right now, feeling both hot and cold.

In addition, I saw many godfathers saying things like "see you in the martial arts world" and there was nothing I could do to stop them.

My experience with many books has taught me that writing based on readers' opinions will inevitably lead to failure, since some readers may like the plot while others may not.

I once heard a great writer say that an author is like a bus driver, and the work is the bus. As the driver, all I can do is try my best to get the bus to its destination.

As for when passengers get on and off the bus, that is their freedom.

Anyway... I'm not some great author, my abilities are limited, I can only do my best to handle the plot, complete the main character's character design, and present this book to everyone.

Finally, thank you all for your support... Your support is my biggest motivation to keep updating. I'm going to sleep now. I hope my cold will be better tomorrow; it's been so awful...

Chapter 110 Ah Yu Zhenren, who had just reconciled with herself, tied it back on herself again!

"I..."

"I, Zhang Lingyu..."

Zhang Lingyu stammered for a long time without being able to say a word.

He didn't know what had gotten into him last night. He had always lived an honest and upright life, so how could he have been so bewitched last night that he had the idea of ​​settling things with Zhou Fengli after just one affair? This was definitely not the mindset of a Taoist.

"Oh, what's the big deal about saying that?"

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's state, Zhou Fengliu immediately felt that this kid was living too awkwardly.

It was so awkward that even he couldn't bear to watch it.

"Just say it straight: I, Zhang Lingyu, just want to get revenge on you. Who told you to take my great sword back then? Now it's in my hands. I'll let you experience what I felt back then. You tricked me once, and I'll trick you back. We'll be even."

Zhou Fengliu, speaking in Zhang Lingyu's voice, expressed the thoughts that had flashed through Zhang Lingyu's mind at that moment, which made Zhang Lingyu even more silent.

"It's not that hard. Since you've already chosen to trick me into paying, why can't you just say it outright? What? Are you afraid I'll punch you?"

Zhang Chulan listened for a long time and, to be honest, felt that Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Lingyu's identities seemed to be reversed.