Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

Chapter 111 The Path to Immortality Through Merit and Him/Her! (Please Subscribe!)

Chenjia, North of Chengbei, Anping County.

Chen Wanhu, the head of the Chen family, is a typical nouveau riche who is fifty-eight years old, owns thousands of acres of fertile land, and has no worries about money.

Unfortunately, this Chen gourmand only cared about eating and drinking his whole life. As a result, Chen Wanhu was a well-known rich man and gourmand in Anping County. He had no interest in women and his life was dominated by eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking, with the first two being eating and drinking.

Whether it was common delicacies from the mountains and seas, wild game from Tianjin, or even the rare delicacies from the Bohai Sea and other rare items that others dared not touch, Chen Wanhu ate quite a lot of them.

He had no grand ambitions in life, only wishing to travel all over the country and taste all the wonders of the world. He was a well-known gourmet in Tianjin.

Zhao Zheng knew about the other party because of their great reputation, especially with the addition of Ping'an County.

After the two counties merged, Tianjin's territory doubled in size, and Chen the foodie's reputation grew even more. Zhao Zheng knew more about him, which is why he suggested selling the red fish to Chen the foodie.

The Chen family's visit can be summarized as follows.

They would visit someone's home, sell fish for money, use threats and inducements, beat someone to buy fish, then leave and make another wish.

It took more than ten minutes. Before leaving, Zhao Zheng gave the other party some money for the medicine, then left the Chen family and returned to the carriage of the Western-style carriage, looking at the red fish floating beside him.

"How about it? Can I make three more wishes?"

"no----"

Red Fish shook its head regretfully. Although it felt that Zhao Zheng's thinking was correct, it thought that the technique itself was flawed.

"————Alright then."

Zhao Zheng had few regrets. He hadn't practiced the Hundred Tribulations Repaying Vows and Proving Grace, but he had studied it briefly on the way.

This cultivation technique is very profound; it will grant the practitioner the ability to grant wishes, similar to the dragon in a certain animation.

But it has to follow the rules!

Or rather, it must meet the requirements of the cultivation technique. Trying to exploit a bug is very difficult. In any case, you can't exchange one wish for a hundred wishes, including the things he tried to exploit. The cultivation technique has its own way of judging.

Zhao Zheng believes this method of judgment involves cause and effect, but he's currently quite confused about it.

"Yes, you have one more wish."

There was a hint of regret in the red fish's tone, after all, it had wanted to break free from the limitations of the cultivation technique, but unfortunately it hadn't succeeded.

"I want my condition to be perfect—"

Zhao Zheng paused, then asked curiously, "If I wish for wealth, it shouldn't be in a distorted way, right?"

"distortion?"

The red fish looked puzzled, and Zhao Zheng briefly explained the twisted ways in which Western devils grant wishes.

For example, someone made a wish hoping to receive money, and the next day they received a compensation payment for their son's death in the line of duty.

For example, a pawnshop owner might wish for his pawnshop to prosper and make a fortune every day, but he ends up in jail because he accepted a batch of goods from bandits.

"Uh...that's really twisted!"

The red fish paused for a moment, but a look of understanding appeared in its eyes, making Zhao Zheng realize that he had said too much.

"Fellow Daoist, don't overthink it. I just want to use these on those benefactors who have turned into evil people!" Red Fish explained upon seeing this.

"Well, since it's not twisted, I'll now wish for my Zhao family's assets to increase tenfold, without any side effects!"

Zhao Zheng made a wish, but this time he did not intend to improve his status or obtain the First Mountain Copper directly.

First, he felt that the red fish probably didn't have the ability to fulfill his two wishes; second, he suddenly thought of a sentence.

As he had previously said, "First is fate, second is luck, third is feng shui, fourth is accumulating good deeds, and fifth is studying," he was going to see if his improved fate would affect anything.

The red fish paused for a moment, then shook its head and said, "Ten times is too much. I can't guarantee there won't be any side effects."

It's not that its desire is distorted, but rather that its cultivation method tells it that it cannot perfectly fulfill this desire.

This puzzled it, since it had previously been granted wishes from benefactors that were far more extravagant than this.

But it couldn't fulfill Zhao Zheng's wish!

"So, at most, how many times can you increase my family's assets? Also, will this increase be achieved by modifying past assets or by gradually increasing them over the future?"

Zhao Zheng countered with a question, and Hongyu remained silent for a moment before replying, "At most three times. I cannot change the past, I can only conjure up gold and silver treasures, or increase the Zhao family's wealth in the future through certain events."

"Um."

Zhao Zheng nodded and continued, "Then let's triple our assets. I wish that in a reasonable way that won't cause any doubt among people or things, my Zhao family's assets will triple over the next three days."

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng added a series of supplementary points, including that no consequences should be left behind during the process of doubling assets.

Red Fish felt that Zhao Zheng was being overly cautious and distrustful, but still said, "As you wish."

'

As before, dense lines of cause and effect, as well as complex principles of heaven and earth, began to appear on the red fish's body.

However, the red fish's eyes showed doubt and confusion. It wasn't that its wish had been distorted, but rather that it realized this wish was difficult to fulfill.

"That shouldn't be the case—"

The red fish's eyes were filled with doubt, but it still gritted its teeth and used the "Hundred Tribulations Rewarding Vows and Proving Grace" scripture to fulfill Zhao Zheng's wish.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths —

As the complex lines of cause and effect and the interwoven laws of heaven and earth on the red fish disappeared, the red fish's body became even more transparent than before.

At the same time, it also felt weak, a weak feeling of being on the verge of death, and it looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion.

"Who—who are you—?"

With a thud, the red fish landed and transformed into a beautiful woman in white, with a slightly average figure, who lay unconscious on Zhao Zheng's body.

"Oh, so you're a mother and daughter!"

Zhao Zheng asked in surprise, but unfortunately, the unconscious Hongyu did not speak. After checking Hongyu's pulse and confirming that she was alright, he took out a small mirror and looked at the back of his head.

What came into view was still purple light, a magnificent purple sea of ​​clouds formed by his fortune.

The ancient, three-legged bronze cauldron, which had been indistinct within the sea of ​​clouds, solidified completely. The solidified cauldron revealed its true form, its ancient, dark blue body covered with emerald rust.

The cauldron is robust and solid in shape, with two upright handles that stand straight like halberds. The three legs are engraved with a simplified yet fierce-looking Taotie beast face that is meant to scare away evil spirits.

The outer wall of the cauldron is decorated with cloud and thunder patterns, with several Qin-style kui dragon patterns coiled around it. The dragon's body lines are simple and ancient, interspersed with coiled chi patterns. The rim of the cauldron is engraved with a circle of sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers.

Zhao Zheng looked at the three-legged bronze cauldron that exuded the power to rule the world, and then turned his gaze to the second bronze cauldron that was born in the purple sea of ​​clouds.

"Fate, luck, and feng shui are the three most important factors in life."

With good fortune comes good luck, and Zhao Zheng, feeling that he had indeed guessed correctly, looked at the red fish clinging to him.

The Bone Painting Scroll – Opening.

Zhu Wei's favorability towards you: 75.

Looking at the favorability rating, Zhao Zheng thought to himself that this was a good fish that knew how to repay kindness. After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to throw the fish into the river.

Instead, he told Zhao Gao to return to the Golden House, and decided to place Hongyu Zhuwei in one of his many Golden Houses.

There was no way around it; a certain martial arts drama had left him with too much childhood trauma, and he was afraid that if he threw away the Red Fish Bamboo Fern, a dragon knight would appear.

Hmm? You know what, there's a real possibility that a dragon knight might appear. After all, Red Fish is a dragon. Although Zhao Zheng didn't sense any dragon might from Red Fish Zhu Wei, he did see the horns that were about to grow on Zhu Wei's head.

"Is this considered Little Dragon Girl?"

Zhao Zheng stroked his chin and muttered to himself, while also wondering if he should find a fortune teller to change his handwriting to something like "Fengchun".

Also, shouldn't he be able to make three more wishes?

After all, he saved it again!

The following day, the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, early morning, at No. 7 Shuifu Road, east of Anping County, a bedroom in a five-courtyard mansion.

------

When Hongyu Zhuwei regained consciousness, she stared blankly at the large bed in front of her. She subconsciously lifted the quilt to check and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, I wasn't —

Looking at her intact clothes and feeling as if nothing had happened, Zhu Wei breathed a heavy sigh of relief, got out of bed, and went to the door to open it.

"woke up?"

After sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard for a while, Zhao Zheng put away the book in his hand and looked at Zhu Wei who came out of the room. Just as Zhu Wei was about to thank him, she heard Zhao Zheng say...

"I've saved your life, haven't I? Shouldn't you grant me three more wishes? Hmm? That should be possible, right?"

"???"

No, is it only your wishes that you care about?

"Hmm~"

Zhu Wei's eyes widened, and feeling that she was no less beautiful than the so-called beauties, she nodded indifferently with a blank expression and gave a "hmm".

In addition, she felt that Zhao Zheng was not a man!

Generally speaking, shouldn't Zhao Zheng first be concerned about her injuries, and then let her develop feelings for him later?

"Come, come, sit down. I just thought of three wishes, and you can grant them for me!" Zhao Zheng said.

".."

Zhu Wei, not wanting to speak, went to sit down at the stone table in the pavilion. Before Zhao Zheng could speak, she frowned and asked directly.

"Who exactly are you?"

The question was the same as last night. She asked it because she almost died last night from the backlash of not being able to fulfill her wish.

She had encountered this situation before, but it usually only happened to those with great fortune. However, Zhao Zheng—

Thinking of this, Zhu Wei looked at Zhao Zheng's extraordinary appearance and his skin, which even made her, a woman, envious.

Her eyes lit up with golden light as she looked at Zhao Zheng again. After a quick glance, her beautiful eyes widened as she stared at the purple aura behind Zhao Zheng's head and the two bronze cauldrons, one large and one small, within that aura.

"you----"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Zheng, and I am the abbot of the Zuowang Temple, one of the seventy-two temples of Maoshan," Zhao Zheng said with a smile.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Wei frowned and looked at Zhao Zhengdao with a puzzled expression: "Why are you still alive?"

'

So, I deserve to die?

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes, and Zhu Wei realized she had said something inappropriate. She simply explained, "Your name is Zhao Zheng—logically speaking, you shouldn't have entered the Dao Realm!"

Generally speaking, you can choose any name you like, but once you start cultivating, you'll have to change the name you chose.

Otherwise, those who know, know!

Logically speaking, the name Zhao Zheng should not be alive to continue cultivating, nor should he appear so lively and energetic in front of her, nor should he possess such good fortune.

unless----

Zhu Wei dared not think any further!

Make a wish.

Zhao Zheng spoke directly, and Zhu Wei looked at him expressionlessly without saying a word, only nodding coldly.

"Um.

"

"My first wish is for the Zhao family's assets to triple again —"

As soon as Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he saw Zhu Wei suddenly turn back into a red fish and lie on the table, speaking in human language: "Just kill me."

Her current injuries are not serious, but that doesn't mean she can withstand the injuries that follow, especially when it comes to the wishes of someone like Zhao Zheng, who possesses great fortune.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but think of Zhao Zheng's divination using the ocean and the Empress he summoned at will. The thought made her feel a pang of sadness.

"Then you can—"

Zhao Zheng spoke, then fell silent, because he noticed the fish had fainted again, which made him look puzzled.

"Why did your injury suddenly worsen?"

Is this fish trying to renege on its debt?

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly as he looked at Zhu Wei, who had returned to human form and was lying unconscious on the table. Ten minutes later, he looked with satisfaction at Zhu Wei, who was being suppressed on the bed by the needle-like and chain-like magical artifacts that he had used to seal her magic power. Then he read a book while waiting.

She waited all morning. When she woke up, Zhu Wei silently looked at herself, who had turned into a sea urchin again. She turned her head and glanced at Zhao Zheng, who was sitting in a chair reading a book by the bed. For some reason, she felt that she had suffered the greatest humiliation in her demon life.

She's not ugly, is she?

She's quite a beauty, isn't she?

She—her figure isn't bad either, is it?

When she was repaying kindness in the past, which of those benefactors didn't want to get close to her? But Zhao Zheng, let's not even talk about it when she was a fish, she's already transformed into human form!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Zhu Wei stared at Zhao Zheng with an icy expression. Feeling the chill, Zhao Zheng stopped reading, looked up, and smiled.

"You're awake! Come on, make a wish!"

"Um."

After a while, as Zhao Zheng used three wishes in one go, his net worth doubled again.

132 = 6!

The Zhao family's assets will increase sixfold in the next three days through reasonable and harmless means, which indirectly brings another increase in Zhao Zheng's fortune.

At the same time, it also transformed the vaguely formed new three-legged bronze cauldron within his destiny into the size of the first three-legged bronze cauldron.

It still looks blurry!

Despite the blurriness, the two bronze cauldrons displayed an even more powerful ability to suppress all calamities and misfortunes than before.

Fate, fate, destiny and fortune are always intertwined!

Zhao Zheng's method involves altering his birth destiny to enhance his fortune; however, this method also has some drawbacks.

That means it's not sturdy or stable enough!

"Let me go!"

Zhu Wei, still dressed in her sea urchin outfit on the bed, spoke coldly. To be honest, she actually wanted to secretly grant Zhao Zheng's wish to cure his hidden ailment, but after thinking about it, she decided against it.

There was no other reason than that she didn't want to see Zhao Zheng again!

"OK."

Zhao Zheng responded, waving his hand to remove the magic needles that had covered Zhu Wei's body and the chains binding her limbs. Having regained her mobility, Zhu Wei got out of bed, her delicate brows slightly furrowed as she looked at Zhao Zheng.

Sometimes—no matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. Your luck may be high, but—your lifelessness still outweighs it!

She was referring to the deathly aura still present on Zhao Zheng's forehead. In her view, Zhao Zheng's method of changing his fate to improve his luck was simply an attempt to avoid the impending calamity.

But if death were so easy to avoid, it wouldn't be called death.

Thanks for reminding me!

Zhao Zheng expressed his gratitude. Although he felt that Zhu Wei had misunderstood something, it was not a big deal and he did not care about such details.

"Um----"

Zhu Wei's expression softened slightly. Thinking that Zhao Zheng was, after all, her benefactor who had saved her twice, she hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"If you want to live, you can go to the southwest, to that place you once passed through, and stay for a few days."

After Zhu Wei finished speaking, her already pale face, which was pale from fulfilling her wish, became even paler, which made Zhao Zheng nod in approval.

"I'll consider it!"

"Until we meet again!"

Zhu Wei glanced outside the room, then transformed into a streak of rainbow light and disappeared. Zhao Zheng pondered for a moment, thinking of that crimson color.

The thought only lasted a moment before Zhao Zheng smiled again and looked at Daoist Tianyi, who was looking at him with a helpless expression.

"Uncle-Master, what's wrong?"

"----fine."

Master Tianyi's helpless expression wasn't because he overheard Zhu Wei and Zhao Zheng's conversation, but because he had seen how Zhao Zheng had stabbed Zhu Wei into a sea urchin shape on the bed.

To be honest, he felt that Zhao Zheng was a bit too cautious, and also, his nephew was too indifferent to women!

"Uncle-Master, she didn't leave any hidden tricks or anything, did she?"

Zhao Zheng asked him about the matter he was most concerned about, which was also the reason why he had asked Daoist Tianyi to come and spy on him in secret.

There's no way around it; people's hearts are too treacherous in this world. If he's not careful, he's afraid he'll die before he even gets started.

"There were no hidden tricks. Everything is just as you told me last night. And you're really worrying too much. Although she used unorthodox methods, they are still unorthodox methods within Buddhism!"

Although this world is not the primordial world, the Buddhist sects in this world are still referred to as unorthodox sects by the Taoist sects, which is why Master Tianyi said so.

Master Tianyi paused here, and seeing that Zhao Zheng looked eager to hear more, he continued to explain.

"I asked your master last night, and he said that the 'Hundred Kalpas of Repaying Vows and Proving Gratitude' scripture that this red fish cultivates should be derived from the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra. It takes the meaning of 'hundred kalpas of cultivation, fulfilling vows to save sentient beings, and repaying kindness' from the scripture, and integrates Buddhist and Taoist cultivation principles. It is a righteous path method with repaying kindness and fulfilling vows as its main foundation for cultivation."

"oh oh----"

Zhao Zheng nodded, confirming that there were no problems. Daoist Tianyi nodded, "Alright, don't overthink it. Although there are many bad people in the world, there are also good people. This red fish's merits have solidified into a golden wheel, and it should be able to ascend soon."

At this point, Daoist Tianyi's face showed obvious envy, which made Zhao Zheng look astonished.

"She? Ascended?"

Are you kidding me? Someone like her can ascend to immortality?

Zhao Zheng didn't quite understand. Seeing this, Daoist Tianyi rolled his eyes at Zhao Zheng and said, "There are countless righteous methods in the world, and countless ways to attain the Dao. Ascension through merit is also a path. You don't think that you have to be very good at fighting to ascend, do you?"

"Um—no, I just feel—"

"You think she's weak?"

Master Tianyi spoke up, and seeing Zhao Zheng speak, he said helplessly, "You said it yourself, she said that this 'Hundred Tribulations Repaying Vows and Proving Grace' scripture only cultivates life force, not nature. Isn't it normal that she's weak? Besides, she's walking the path of achieving immortality through merit—this path means she's destined not to encounter any formidable enemies!"

At this point, Master Tianyi gave a few examples and then looked at Zhao Zheng: "Just like your luck, do you think ordinary evil spirits would actively provoke you? They would only avoid you because your luck is so high that they can't see you—"

"I've learned something!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, and Daoist Tianyi continued, giving an example: "Just like the tiger demon Yin Jun that you killed on your journey of transporting corpses, its ability to be killed by you was also related to its luck. Its luck was not as strong as yours, so it lost to you—"

"—For example, when you encountered it, its magic power had already been sealed by the Devouring Magic Seal Arrow, and its strength was reduced to less than one-tenth. Otherwise, how could you have killed such a powerful demon in the Void Refining and Dao Integration Realm so easily!"

"It wasn't easy either; I was seriously injured!"

Zhao Zheng spoke, "Don't be fooled by his current lively appearance; his internal injuries haven't healed yet, and they're still quite serious."

Oh, it's become a minor injury now!

I was just giving an example, okay?

Daoist Tianyi glanced at Zhao Zheng, and having grown accustomed to Zhao Zheng's blunt way of speaking, he continued.

"To put it another way, the Tiger Lord you encountered was only one-tenth of his original strength. So if this red fish were to encounter one—she would probably only encounter a Tiger Lord whose strength is only one-hundredth of what it used to be!"

"Is the difference that big?"

Zhao Zheng looked surprised. He knew that what Master Tianyi meant by "one in a hundred" was probably a figure of speech, but he still felt that the difference was huge.

I understand the logic!

But why is this pigeon so big!

"These are the benefits of achieving immortality through merit, but of course there are also drawbacks. For example, this path is very difficult, and then there's her strength—"

Master Tianyi chuckled as he said this. If he wasn't mistaken, this red fish should be at the Refining Emptiness and Harmonizing with the Dao realm.

But just thinking about how a dignified cultivator at the Refining Emptiness and Harmonizing the Dao was captured by Zhao Zheng, a cultivator at the Refining Essence and Transforming Qi realm, made him laugh.

Zhao Zheng didn't laugh; he was just thinking about another problem: what if he were to kill Zhu Wei?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask Daoist Tianyi. Daoist Tianyi pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps some senior expert will pass by and beat you up, preventing you from killing it, or the Yin-Yang Path might just collapse. In any case, killing it will be a very difficult thing for you."

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, because he suddenly felt that Zhu Wei was like the protagonist in some way, which made him regret letting her go.

"Alright, don't overthink it. Difficult to kill doesn't mean impossible. You can actually kill someone like this, it'll just be a bit more troublesome."

Master Tianyi gave some more examples, such as weakening the opponent's luck through formations, which made Zhao Zheng look puzzled and curious.

There's no other reason than that Master Tianyi knew so well how to deal with a character like Zhu Wei, who was similar to a protagonist.

"Hmm—your master—in his youth, also walked the path of accumulating merit to become an immortal—I even fought with your master!"

Master Tianyi seemed to know what Zhao Zheng was wondering about, and spoke calmly.

Zhao Zheng didn't ask whether Daoist Tianyi had won his duel with his master. There was nothing he could do; Daoist Tianyi's expression clearly indicated that he had lost. He simply asked out of curiosity.

"My master even considered becoming an immortal through accumulating merit?"

"Hmm, but he gave up halfway through?"

Why?

"He thought repaying a debt of gratitude was too much trouble."

Master Tianyi pursed his lips, speechless. Thinking of this, he looked at Zhao Zhengdao and said, "Hmm, just like I was telling you that practicing martial arts is too easy."

"oh----"

"Yes, the tone is the same!"

"."

"Exactly the same!"

"Cough cough————"

Seeing that Master Tianyi was so preoccupied with missing someone that he was about to roll up his sleeves and beat him up, Zhao Zheng made up an excuse to go to class and said goodbye.

Upon entering the courtyard, Daoist Tianyi stared speechlessly at Zhao Zheng, who was running faster than a rabbit. His brows furrowed. "Strange," he muttered, "where does this boy's aura of death come from?"

Zhu Wei could see it, and Daoist Tianyi could see it even better. Of course, this doesn't mean that Daoist Tianyi's realm was higher than Zhu Wei's; it's just that he often used the Heavenly Secrets Technique to deduce Zhao Zheng's fate.

"Remnants of the Great Chen Dynasty—or—"

Master Tianyi frowned, recalling his master's words about Ping'an County being a fake, which made him furrow his brow.

Zhao Zheng was unaware of these things, as he was on his way to Xin Nin Martial Arts School. Since he was going to class, he naturally had to attend, and he also wanted to check on how Cheng Qingqing and the others were doing.

Soon, or rather, not so fast, two hours passed, and Zhao Zhengcai arrived at Xinmin Martial Arts School to see Cheng Qingqing and her group practicing martial arts on the playground, looking miserable. He sighed at the sight.

When the bell rang, he stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect the courses at Xinmin Martial Arts School to be so difficult!"

"————"XN

Please, could you please stop laughing when you say that?

Cheng Qingqing and the others didn't want to talk and rolled their eyes at Zhao Zheng, with Li Feng's two eye rolls being the most obvious.

Seeing this, Zhao Zheng began to instruct everyone in martial arts. Although his martial arts level was only at the mid-stage of the ninth rank, he was knowledgeable and experienced, so instructing Cheng Qingqing and the others was a piece of cake.

After a few pointers, Li Feng rolled his eyes again, but this time he was punched. Zhao Zheng awkwardly withdrew his fist.

"Hey, Xiao Feng, are you alright? My skills have improved a bit recently, and I didn't quite control my strength. Are you alright?"

"—I'm fine, Zheng-ge'er!"

Li Feng had a long face—

Time flies. Three days later, on September 12th, in Ping'an County, outside the Zhao family gate, in the distance.

The wooden stage had already been set up, with red velvet curtains hanging down at the edge of the stage, and a dozen bright gas lamps and kerosene lamps hanging high above.

-

The fairly bright lights illuminated the stage, where the so-called "great lady" Xiao Lanxiang was singing her famous song.

The play "Selling Rouge".

The area under the stage was already packed with people, three or four layers deep, completely surrounded by the crowds who came to watch the show.

Laborers in short jackets, scholars in long gowns, and women with children huddled together. Those who arrived early sat on the back of the rows of chairs, while those who arrived late stood on tiptoe and craned their necks to watch.

As for the first few seats, they were not something ordinary people could afford; they were built by some prominent families in Ping'an County and Anping County.

There were people watching the show, and naturally there were also those who took the opportunity to do business. Some vendors, carrying bamboo baskets, struggled to weave through the crowd and called out their wares.

"Candied hawthorn berries and roasted peanuts!"

Children selling cigarettes clutched their cigarette boxes tightly as they called out their wares, while various vendors weaved through the crowd.

Similarly, some people stared intently at the stage, slapping their thighs and cheering loudly, "This young female lead has a really good voice; her singing makes everyone feel much more comfortable!"

The old man beside him stroked his beard, chuckled, and nodded, saying, "Indeed, her movements and eyes are full of expression; this little Lanxiang's kung fu is truly impressive!"

There was praise and criticism, but soon, as the main act ended and the frivolous act began, some women, blushing, started to cover their children's eyes or ears with their hands.

"Tsk, the world is going to the dogs—"

Not far away, Zhao Zheng, who was in a private room on the second floor of the inn, watched the opera performance on the stage and spoke with disdain.

Don't stare at me when you say that!

Sitting next to Zhao Zheng, Chu Ruoxi, who was having dinner with him, rolled her eyes with disdain. She didn't say anything about not being allowed to watch, after all, she wasn't a big fan of the show.

The so-called "pink play" is a more exciting and attractive segment after the main play, and is often referred to as "colorful play".

To put it bluntly, it's GHS!

Just like the erotic scene currently unfolding on the stage in the play "Selling Rouge," it's a scene where the scholar and the rouge-selling girl, played by Xiao Lanxiang, close the door and talk lewdly in bed.

It's mainly about sound and noise.

That's why Chu Ruoxi said it wasn't pink enough!

"What, you've seen a pinker pink drama?"

Zhao Zheng looked curiously at Chu Ruoxi, who had a calm expression beside him, and asked, "There are pear orchards in the north of Anping County at night. I encountered one when I was catching a thief a while ago!"

"thief?"

"Don't even mention it. I was supposed to go shopping with Ake and the others, but we ran into a thief who stole Ake's purse—"

Chu Ruoxi, looking speechless, recounted the unfortunate events that had befallen her while shopping with her friends a while ago. Zhao Zheng nodded in agreement, and was about to speak when Chu Ruoxi pointed in surprise at the stage not far away outside the window.

"Hey, Zheng, look! This Zhao Zheng from the Zhao family in Ping'an County not only has a name like yours, he even looks a bit like you!"

"Um?"

Zhao Zheng raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the stage. He frowned slightly as he watched the Zhao family head of Ping'an County and Zhao Zheng speaking on the stage.

"Ah Zheng, is this Zhao family really not your clan?"

"No, my Zhao family doesn't have that many branches."

Zhao Zheng shook his head, his gaze lingering on his reflection in the stained glass window, his face slightly blurred.

To be honest, he was a little confused!

"Wasn't he supposed to harm me when I was a child? Why did he suddenly change—hmm? He didn't change? Then what is this?" Zhao Zheng wondered.

He said things had changed, mainly because he felt that Zhao Zheng in Ping'an County was also him—or more accurately, him from another world.

Because of the arrival of Ping'an County in this world, another version of him appeared, although for some reason his name was changed and he continues to exist.

He said it continues to exist mainly because the Great Evolution Taoist said that the fusion of the Heaven-Changing Earth Formation is very magical, and generally speaking, there will not be two people who are exactly the same.

"By the way, does he have any pictures?"

Hmm? Wait, I already have another version of myself, so what about my master? Another question arose in Zhao Zheng's mind, along with many more.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about so intently?"

Chu Ruoxi looked curiously at Zhao Zheng, who seemed to be lost in thought. Zhao Zheng smiled and turned around, saying, "I was thinking of buying you a costume later."

"Get lost! I'm not wearing it!"

Chu Ruoxi immediately blushed and refused. Zhao Zheng nodded to show he understood; he knew that when a woman said no, she meant yes.

Time flew by, and two hours later...

After saying that he had something to do to Chu Ruoxi, who had fallen asleep on the bed from exhaustion from singing opera, Zhao Zheng got up, got dressed, and left the hotel.

Instead of going anywhere else, he went to a guesthouse across from the hotel that he had booked out for a fee.

Upon entering the inn and arriving on the second floor, Zhao Zheng waved for Li Qi and the others to leave. He then opened the door and looked into the room where Zhao Zheng was tied to a chair.

"He and I—"

This was Zhao Zheng's first thought when he saw Zhao Zheng up close. As the thought arose, his body felt a hunger, not the kind of hunger caused by food digestion.

It was a feeling he couldn't quite describe; his body, or rather everything about him, wanted him to kill Zhao Zheng to satisfy his hunger.

Zhao Zheng saw Zhao Zheng, and Zhao Zheng also saw Zhao Zheng. He stared in horror at Zhao Zheng, who looked so much like him, and made muffled noises through his mouth, which was stuffed with rags.

"Logically, I should kill you, but I feel that if I kill you, I'll fall into their trap—but even if I don't kill you, I'll still fall into their trap—"

As Zhao Zheng said this, he frowned. He stepped in front of Zhao Zheng, making no gesture of waving, but only giving him a look. Under Zhao Zheng's shocked gaze, the chair next to him automatically moved behind Zhao Zheng, waiting to be sat down.

"You're putting me in such a difficult position—"

Zhao Zheng sat down, frowned, and began to speak. As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and just as he did, a gunshot rang out.

However, it wasn't Zhao Zheng who fired the shot; Zhao Zheng simply reached out to catch the bullet that was aimed at Zhao Zheng's forehead.