One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

Bai Yuan stared blankly at Ma Xianhong's distorted face.

My feelings are complicated.

A thousand words cannot express it all.

Old Ma... this is what you really think.

still is,

Qu Tong forced this desire upon you...

Bai Yuan remained silent in the face of Ma Xianhong's vehement remarks.

Ma Xianhong, whose expression had been contorted, gradually calmed down while panting heavily.

Having calmed down, he whispered something to Bai Yuan.

"I'm sorry, I got emotional."

Bai Yuan waved his hand.

It indicates that he doesn't care.

Ma Xianhong returned to normal, chuckled, and then patted the cultivation furnace beside him.

"Would you like to come in and experience it?"

Bai Yuan pointed to the enormous cultivation furnace.

"You just want me to go in and experience it?"

Ma Xianhong raised an eyebrow.

"Otherwise, what bad intentions could I possibly have?"

"You rascal, I'm not as calculating as you think. Although I did consider bringing you on board at the beginning, now..."

When it comes to the end.

Ma Xianhong shook his head, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Bai Yuan stretched.

"To be honest, I'm not very interested in the furnace you make. But if one day you can handcraft a Gundam, then I'll support you no matter what!"

Ma Xianhong was speechless.

"You think Gundams can be created out of thin air? If I could create one, my technology would be advanced by hundreds of years, and I'd have to rewrite the history of humankind!"

Bai Yuan responded with a smile.

"Old Ma, you have to work hard and strive to become a beacon of human technological advancement!"

Ma Xianhong sighed softly and then walked down the stairs.

He hadn't expected that what he had poured his heart and soul into creating wouldn't even interest the guy in front of him.

What a pity!

"Bai Yuan, can you do me a favor?"

"...Tell me about it first."

"I want to set up a scheme, and I also want to see your methods firsthand!" Ma Xianhong said bluntly.

Bai Yuan looked puzzled.

What kind of scheme are you planning?

Ma Xianhong smiled calmly.

"A game of questioning the heart between Daoist Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing!"

"what?"

Bai Yuan paused for a moment, then blurted out:

"Haven't you already tested them?"

The words fell,

Ma Xianhong looked puzzled.

"What was tested?"

"..."

Seeing Ma Xianhong's puzzled expression, Bai Yuan realized he had misspoke, so he waved his hand.

"It's nothing, I'll answer... um... I can help you if you want, but I have a small request!"

Halfway through his sentence, Bai Yuan abruptly changed the subject.

Ma Xianhong showed no confusion or inquiry, but calmly stated:

"Say it directly."

Bai Yuan chuckled, then rubbed his hands together.

"On my way here, I saw that you have a few free-range, fat chickens. Hehe... I suddenly have a craving for drunken chicken!"

"Hmm...it would be best to pair it with a jar of wine as well!"

Ma Xianhong looked puzzled.

"that's it?"

Bai Yuan nodded vigorously.

"Choose a plump chicken, roast the skin until tender, wrap it in a layer of fragrant lotus leaves, don't add chili peppers, brush it with honey, and marinate it with some chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic. It's best to bury it in the ground and roast it. I suddenly crave this!"

Ma Xianhong shook his head helplessly.

"You...you really don't know how to make a request. You could have easily extorted money from me, but you made it so simple."

Bai Yuan immediately raised an eyebrow in displeasure.

"Am I that kind of person?"

Ma Xianhong smiled.

This game of questioning the heart was specially set up by him for Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.

The reason is simple.

Wang Ye and he were both possessors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

He instinctively felt a sense of goodwill towards someone who also possessed the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

This is precisely the main reason why Zhang Chulan and his group were able to find a place to stay after arriving in Biyou Village.

The relationship between Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing developed at an unusually fast pace; the two seemed to have hit it off immediately.

He had doubts about this.

The intention of this "heart-to-heart" game is to test whether the friendship between the two is truly genuine.

Or...

Let's see if Zhuge Qing is after Wang Ye's Eight Extraordinary Skills!

...

night,

Two figures were constantly moving through the jungle of Biyou Village.

Taoist King couldn't help but complain.

"Zhuge Qing, why have you suddenly become so taciturn ever since you saw the gadget Ma Xianhong made? What's wrong? Did that thing change your personality?"

Zhuge Qing, who was also running, shook his head.

"No, there are some things I can't tell you directly right now."

"Tch! Playing tricks!"

Zhuge Qing did not refute, but instead muttered to himself,

"Old Wang, you said Ma Xianhong went to great lengths to bring you and me here, but now he's letting us go so easily. What's his motive?"

"Who knows..." Wang Ye sighed.

Ever since learning of Bai Yuan's arrival.

The two warlocks, unusually, reached a consensus: to simply run away!

And you have to get out of here quickly!

But as soon as he finished speaking,

The two suddenly stopped, their feet snapping to attention, bringing them to a halt.

In front of the two,

Two figures suddenly appeared.

A person was wearing a mask, so their face could not be seen.

The other person was Ma Xianhong, who had white hair and was barefoot.

"Gentlemen, it's so late, what's the matter that's so urgent?"

Ma Xianhong was clearly speaking softly.

But the warning in his words was palpable.

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself.

"Just what I feared most has come to pass..."

However, when Zhuge Qing saw that there was only a strange guy wearing a mask next to Ma Xianhong, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

There were only two people, which was fine.

Ma Xianhong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

"Gentlemen, this is my territory, Ma's territory. Are you just going to leave without saying goodbye? Don't you think you're looking down on me?"

Wang Ye scratched his head and chuckled.

"This...this isn't there!"

"I wasn't thinking of doing anything; I just didn't want to bother you, Village Chief Ma..."

Ma Xianhong nodded straightforwardly.

"Fine! Since you look down on me, Ma, then don't blame me for taking action!"

Wang Ye: o_O???

The words fell.

Bai Yuan, who was wearing a mask, looked at Ma Xianhong with great surprise.

Shouldn't it?

Shouldn't Lao Ma have the personality of an upright young man?

Why does it suddenly become a bit curved?

Who taught them bad habits?!

Wang Ye opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and could only sigh.

"Alright, let's get started."

He knew that this fight was unavoidable.

But then,

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing both exchanged puzzled glances.

Ma Xianhong took a step back, leaving only Bai Yuan, who was wearing a mask, beside him, and then solemnly addressed the two people in front of him:

"He's my friend. He's studied martial arts for a few years. Be careful not to hurt him. If you win, I'll let you go."

Looking at the masked man, there wasn't a trace of 'qi' emanating from him.