One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"That's Master Chen Duo..."

Standing next to Zhou Yan was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beer belly.

He rubbed his hands together with a smile.

Along the way, he treated all the strange people he encountered with utmost respect.

Zhou Yan vaguely remembered this person.

Mr. Hu.

An entrepreneur with more money than he could ever spend... accidentally stumbled into the world of "extraordinary people" and was instantly captivated...

After spending half his life savings and visiting countless "masters," he finally stumbled upon the kind-hearted but foolish Village Chief Ma.

So he abandoned his family and career and plunged into Biyou Village, where he is currently waiting in line for "marrow cleansing".

"I really envy Brother Liu Dang!"

Mr. Hu recalled the scene of seeing Liu Dang just now.

That look, that demeanor!

Even though his bones were broken... he still exuded a strange confidence!

Zhou Yan turned his gaze away from Chen Duo's residence, his face grim.

From his perspective, it wasn't hard to see the billowing black mist swirling around the house, constantly spreading outwards...

Despite being diluted and sealed to the greatest extent possible, it still retains some toxicity.

Look around this area, which is more than ten meters in diameter, not even a mouse dares to come near!

"Master Chen is aloof and doesn't usually talk to people." Hu, who was good at reading people, thought that Zhou Yan was dissatisfied with Chen Duo's attitude and quickly explained.

"Master Zhou, please don't take offense. Come on, let's go eat first!"

"good..."

He hadn't walked two steps along the path by the stream when Zhou Yan's cell phone rang in his pocket.

He took it out and saw Lu Linglong's image pop up on the screen.

[Brother Zhou, where are you?]

exquisite?

Old Master Lu actually decided to release her?

ding dong~

Before he could reply, a second message popped up:

My brother and I are traveling...we don't really have a destination in mind. Where are you? Can I come visit you?

Zhou Yan's lips unconsciously curled up.

So they brought bodyguards...

To be honest, it has been a while since I've seen this girl.

Without thinking, he took out his phone.

I took a selfie with the green hills and clear waters behind me and clicked send.

And include the location—

【Mayan Village! 】

At the same time, fingers tapped rapidly on the screen:

[Come quickly! (Find an excuse to ditch your brother; I miss you terribly in your province.)]

After making a joke, Mr. Hu, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and said with a smile:

"Master Zhou, we've really benefited from your kindness today."

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Hu revealed a sly smile, as if he had been there all along, and lowered his voice, saying:

"Normally, Master Fu Rong complains about being tired after cooking just two dishes... but today is unprecedented; she's prepared a huge table full of wild delicacies!"

Zhou Yan paused in his steps.

Holy crap... Fu Rong!

He glanced down at his phone.

Is it too late to withdraw now?

ding dong~

【(๑‾ ꇴ ‾๑) Okay, wait for me!】

Zhou Yan pursed his lips and put away his phone.

It's alright!

My encounter with Fu Rong was purely by chance...

It was nothing more than a lively and in-depth conversation that unfolded after the alcohol took effect...

Speaking of which...

I recall opening my eyes the next morning to find two hundred yuan on my bedside table.

How could a grown man like myself be the one who got robbed?

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"Hey, isn't this Master Zhou!"

An outdoor long table, the aroma of food filling the air.

Jin Yong sat imposingly at the table, his cold gaze sweeping over them:

"Sit down, sit down! Otherwise, if we can't win the fight later... we might use the excuse that Biyou Village doesn't provide meals!"

It was clear that he was quite resentful that Fu Rong had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and "saved" him...

Beside Jin Yong.

Bi Yuan, whose hair and beard were both white, picked up a piece of food and said with a smile:

"Xiao Zhou, don't be afraid. We're all decent people; no one would secretly put poison in our food..."

The key is that with Xiao Rong watching over them, those few eager little brats were all chased away by her with a knife..."

"Grandpa Bi! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Fu Rong hadn't taken off her apron yet, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she tried her best to argue.

Little Liu Wu Kui, sitting next to her, rolled his eyes, picked up his large rice bowl, and stood up abruptly.

"Oh dear! I have to go deliver lunch to my brother!"

Master Zhou, please sit here!

"OK!"

Zhou Yan didn't stand on ceremony and strode over to sit next to Fu Rong.

"Feed..." Fu Rong said with a look of disgust, shifting her chair. "There are so many empty seats, you..."

Zhou Yan completely ignored her, picked up an empty bowl from the table, and handed it to her.

"Serve the rice!"

"oh oh."

Despite her reluctance, Fu Rong obediently took the bowl and served herself rice.

Sitting diagonally opposite, Ding Ziheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he snapped the chopsticks in his hand with a "crack"!

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He couldn't understand why the food, which looked delicious, tasted bitter.

Zhou Yan didn't even glance at Fei Yangyang, but turned to Fu Rong and said:

"By the way, Rong-meimei, where will I sleep tonight? Has Village Chief Ma arranged accommodation for me?"

Fu Rong shoved the steaming bowl of rice into his hands and rolled her eyes at him:

"The cult leader arranged everything a long time ago! Hurry up and eat!"

"What a pity."

Zhou Yan sighed and lowered his voice, "I thought I could share a room with you."

"You...you...you're talking nonsense!" Fu Rong blushed from her neck to her ears, glanced around in a panic, and stammered:

"We were just drunk that day...you wish! You're dreaming!"

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction.

Great, I'm relieved to hear that!

In a couple of days, a friend will be coming from afar. You must not change your mind!

The long table was filled with people on both sides, but it was eerily quiet.

The village chief seemed to be busy painting.

With Zhou Yan, that utterly detestable guy, present, the atmosphere at the dinner party became inexplicably awkward...

Zhou Yan's gaze swept over everyone.

Ironically, the person who seemed the friendliest to me... was actually the Taoist priest with the amiable face and thick, slanted eyebrows that almost reached the sky—

Zhao Guizhen!

He was very familiar with this famous "Human Scorpion" master in the world of supernatural beings.

He harmed his fellow disciples and killed boys born under specific birth dates to practice evil arts...

Since he had come across this kind of trash, he had no intention of keeping it for Xiao Zizai to enjoy.

But even if you're going to kill someone, you have to do it in a way that makes them truly convinced of your guilt...

The first step is to tear off the other party's hypocritical mask.

While eating, Zhou Yan took out his phone and tapped on that incredibly lewd WeChat profile picture:

[Bilian, help me look up someone. Zhao Guizhen, around forty-five years old, from Yemaoshan.]

Dig deep, uncover everything about him!

Zhang Chulan replied in less than half a minute.

【Alright! Uncle-Master, please wait a moment... I'll go find Fourth Brother for help right away! By the way, Uncle-Master, where have you been making your fortune lately? I miss you terribly...】

Xu Si... Xu Si is great!

I was worried about not being able to sell what I had...

Zhou Yan thought for a moment, then continued tapping with his fingertips:

[Don't worry about where I am, just ask Xu Si if the company needs any religious artifacts. Bulk orders are welcome, all you can eat! We're all acquaintances, I'll give him wholesale prices...]

Just as the message was sent out, a hearty laugh suddenly came from afar.

"Hahahaha—!"

"Gentlemen, it's better to be lucky than early. This way, please!"

Zhou Yan's brow twitched. It was actually Ma Xianhong's voice?

Isn't this guy drawing blueprints for the Body-Soothing Furnace 2.0?

Stopping so easily, where is the spirit of craftsmanship?

Just as I was pondering this, I heard several familiar voices drifting over on the wind.

"Is this the doll that broke into my house and tried to self-destruct back then?"

"It's unbelievable that someone could actually use mechanical arts to achieve this level..." The speaker's voice was lazy and listless.

"Village Chief Ma, the incredible skills of Biyou Village truly make me, a descendant of the Wuhou School, feel ashamed of my own abilities."

"The scenery here is beautiful, and the feng shui is excellent."

Village Chief Ma, the mountain road is muddy. Could you please find a house for the three of us so we can change our clothes?

"Don't rush, don't rush!" Ma Xianhong laughed heartily, "Have dinner first, then you can go change and wash up!"

The words fell.

A group of four people came into view as they followed the path.

Ma Xianhong walked at the front, followed by three young men covered in mud and looking disheveled.

The talented individuals, who had initially sat at the table each harboring their own secrets, exchanged glances and then moved in unison...

Swish!

Everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks at the same time and stood up in unison!

Having learned from Zhou Yan's example...

They are now keeping their distance from all unfamiliar faces!

Those with superior innate abilities looked at the newcomer with suspicion.

A handsome young man with a full head of silver hair, as elegant as jade.

A man with squinty eyes, hands in his pockets, exuding the aura of a scumbag.

A man wearing a baseball cap, with huge dark circles under his eyes and a big nose...

Faced with this tense atmosphere, Wang Ye and the other two simultaneously tensed up!

A trap?!

The three men were surging with energy, ready to make a move at any moment.

However, when the gaze passed over the menacing-looking villagers and landed at the end of the long table...

All three of them froze at the same time!

Everyone at the table was standing.

Only one person sat there calmly and collectedly.

Holding a rice bowl in one hand, with a pretty cook standing beside him refilling the bowl...

"Brother Zhou?!"

"Master Zhou?!"

"Senior brother!!!"

Those with superior spiritual abilities felt their scalp tingle, as if facing a formidable enemy!

Good heavens... these people are definitely up to no good; they're actually in cahoots with that bastard!

Zhou Yan slowly swallowed the rice in his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

He raised his hand and waved with a smile at the three people who were dumbfounded.

Hi~

He leaned back in his chair and waved to the group:

"It really is true... you can meet someone anywhere in this world..."

"Is this fate?"