The ultimate master in the city

At this moment, a group of people stood in the snow downstairs, stamping their feet and breathing out warm air. Seeing that there was still no response from upstairs, Li Ziming blew on his hand and asked, "Are you sure they were spying on us?"

Han Yu's face flushed red instantly, and she lowered her head, stammering, "No, no, I didn't see anything. I'm perfectly clean."

"That's not what I meant," Li Ziming chuckled. "I meant, are you sure it's them?"

Li Xin shook her head. "They didn't catch him on the spot! His head was covered with a piece of clothing!"

Li Canrong stroked his chin and said, "Well... this is going to be difficult. After all, Zhang Shisan is the head of the three major talisman sects, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, and he is also ranked eighth on the youth list. If we make a mistake, it will be difficult to meet him in the future."

Sang Xiaomi glared at him, "That's your men's perspective. We've been spied on, why should we care who it is?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "That's right! After these few hours of investigation, we found a total of seven fat outsiders in the town, but only one of them is over 1.8 meters tall, which is the fat monk next to Zhang Shisan. So we are 80% sure it's them!"

Li Ziming asked in confusion, "But there are only two of them, Zhang Shisan. Who's the other one?"

Li Xin thought for a moment and said, "It seems there's also someone who's been sick and in a coma."

"The people who were unconscious have probably woken up, that's for sure! It's them!" Su Xiaoxiao miraculously revealed the truth, gritted her teeth, and shouted, "Zhang Shisan! You bastard, come out here!"

A group of people behind them also shouted, "Come out! Come out!"

crunch--

The window in the upstairs corridor was opened, revealing Zhang Shisan's half-open chest. His face was flushed, one hand resting on the window frame, the other on his forehead as if deep in thought.

The crowd downstairs fell silent instantly. What... what kind of weird look is he doing? Doesn't he look cold?

Zhang Shisan's voice was hoarse yet magnetic as he recited: "Alone in a foreign land, I am a stranger; on every festive occasion, I miss my family all the more. I know my brothers are climbing the heights, wearing dogwood, but one is missing, one is missing. Alas—"

His expression even seemed somewhat forlorn.

"Uh!" A group of people downstairs looked at each other in bewilderment.

Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward, her face fierce. "Zhang Shisan! I'm asking you a question! What are you reciting poetry for? What are you pretending to be, acting all high and mighty?"

"Yes!" Han Yu stepped forward as well. "You ungrateful bastard, get down here!"

Zhang Shisan, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, raised his head and sighed softly, "A tailor who doesn't like being a cook isn't a good driver!"

The group of people downstairs couldn't help but gape.

Li Ziming frowned. "Is he drunk?"

Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, "A person who's drunk is still quite aware of their surroundings, and besides, it's so cold outside, the wind will sober them up. Zhang Shisan! Speak like a human being!"

Li Xin timidly added, "Senior Brother, you have a very high alcohol tolerance; I've never seen you drunk before!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Zhang Shisan upstairs looked up and asked, "Eh? Who goes there?"

Su Xiaoxiao sneered: "Your auntie is Su Xiaoxiao!"

Han Yu stepped forward and said, "Your great-aunt is Han Yu!"

Sang Xiaomi stood in a row with them. "Your great-aunt Sang Xiaomi!"

Li Xin stood with them, "Your aunt... junior sister Li Xin!"

"Wow! So many aunties...grandmas!" Zhang Shisan feigned surprise, pointing to the chests of four girls, "Dao, Rui, Mi, Fa, Sao, La, Xi, Du..."

When they got to Li Ziming's name, his eyes widened, "No one? Get out of here!"

Li Ziming blinked, said "Oh," and actually took a step back.

The four girls suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies, and goosebumps rose all over their skin. They quickly covered their chests, cried out "Ouch!" in unison, and angrily bent down to pick up the bricks, preparing to smash them.

Zhang Shisan quickly slapped his forehead. "Oh dear! I've had too much to drink! Don't hit me! What's wrong?"

The four girls angrily threw down the bricks, and Su Xiaoxiao asked through gritted teeth, "Don't play dumb! You know about the hot springs on Wenshi Mountain!"

Zhang Shisan suddenly realized, "A hot spring? Where? Let's go take a bath!"

Han Yu spat, "Still pretending? Were you peeping at us while we showered? You had the guts to do it, but not the guts to admit it?"

Zhang Shisan said with feigned doubt, "Where did you get that from? I've been drinking since dusk and haven't even left the house. You must have made a mistake."

With a stern face, he said, "Catching a thief in the act! Anyone who dares to falsely accuse me, don't blame me for smashing her windows!"

The group of people downstairs blinked and fell silent; they hadn't actually seen Zhang Shisan's face.

Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, "Then...call your fat monk friend out here, let's have a confrontation! He should be involved too!"

Zhang Shisan shrugged. "Sorry, my friend is unavailable!"

Sang Xiaomi sneered, "What do you mean 'inconvenient'? I think he's just feeling guilty."

Zhang Shisan said, "He is indeed a bit weak; he just had seven surgeries and is currently ill!"

A group of people downstairs subconsciously looked around. There was only one doctor in town, so where could they get surgery?

Su Xiaoxiao frowned: "Nonsense! Where did he have the surgery? You're crazy!"

Zhang Shisan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then don't worry about it, it's a matter of personal privacy!"

"Pah!" Han Yu shouted, "You're kidding me!"

"You don't believe me, do you?" Zhang Shisan waved downstairs. "Waiter, come up here!"

The shop assistant, who had been downstairs eating sunflower seeds and watching the commotion, was stunned for a moment and went upstairs, completely bewildered.

Zhang Shisan lowered his voice and said to him, "If you dare to give anything away, I'll kill you tomorrow!"

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The shop assistant quickly shook his head, "No! No!"

Zhang Shisan nodded, then shouted downstairs, "Wait here!"

He then went inside with the shop assistant.

A group of people downstairs looked at each other, wondering what this guy was up to.

Not long after, Zhang Shisan and the shop assistant carried out a bamboo bed.

When the group of people downstairs looked down at the bed, they all gasped in shock.

There was a person lying on the bed, wrapped in a white cloth like a rice dumpling, with "bloodstains" all over his body. Only his outline and head could be identified as the fat monk. His eyes were closed, and he was "on the verge of death," which looked very unsettling.

"This, this..." The group of people downstairs were all unsure of what to do.

Zhang Shisan gestured to the shop assistants to lift the bed and place it on the windowsill, fully displaying the "horrible" body of Monk Yuanzhi to everyone's eyes. Then, with a sorrowful expression, he said, "My brother... he's in a terrible state!"

The group of people downstairs exchanged glances. Su Xiaoxiao frowned and asked, "What are you doing? What's wrong with your friend?"

Zhang Shisan sighed softly, "He has too many illnesses, and they worsened after arriving in Miao territory, forcing him to undergo surgery! We don't even know if he'll make it through!"

As he spoke, Monk Yuanzhi gestured like an expert, "First... it's psoriasis, then pharyngitis, followed by pneumonia, hepatitis B (both large and small), duodenal ulcers, gastroenteritis, gallbladder polyps, heart failure, and finally viral hydronephrosis..."

The seemingly unconscious monk Yuanzhi suddenly opened his eyes and muttered angrily, "Damn it! Old Zhang, that's going a bit too far!"

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