Zhu Jiuyin's eyebrows danced with excitement. (Ling)

"It has an indoor swimming pool, an outdoor garden, and is next to a racetrack and a golf course. When needed, we can go out for barbecues or hunting together on weekends." - Wu

Zhu Jiuyin pointed in a direction.

“I had experts conduct a survey before and found that the original features of this place are well preserved. As long as we release some wild animals on time, we can go hunting every autumn.”

Little Yama added a sentence.

"In the evening, we'll invite a few celebrities to sing and dance, and if needed, we'll bring in a few members of Congress and top billionaires. We'll be surrounded by learned people, and no ordinary folks will be among us."

Zhu Jiuyin laughed.

"If you're willing, Jiuyin will naturally handle all of this."

For Zhujiuyin now, all of this is as easy as turning his hand.

Little Yama chuckled, closed his eyes, and his aura subsided; he had gone to the Womb Realm.

Zhou Yan glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, who looked at him tenderly.

"Little one, now that the troublesome light bulb is gone, it's just the two of us left..."

Zhu Jiuyin picked up the half-finished Five Beauties Wine and drank it all in one gulp. Perhaps the Five Beauties Wine was a bit too strong, because Zhu Jiuyin's face turned slightly red, making her look incredibly beautiful.

Zhou Yan also closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his own womb realm.

Chapter Seventeen: Entering the Unscientific

Lingshan, Jile Temple.

The Bodhisattva of Joy, who was sweeping the floor, heard footsteps approaching from a distance, followed by a knock on the door.

The Bodhisattva of Joy put down the broom in his hand and walked to the gate of the Temple of Bliss to open it.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Yan, it’s been a long time.”

Standing outside the door was Little Yama, who had arrived before Zhou Yan.

Little Yama clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect.

"Bodhisattva, it's been a long time. I've come here today because I have something to ask you, and I hope you can do me a favor."

The Bodhisattva of Joy responded.

“Please ask, Benefactor Yan. This humble nun knows that she will answer everything without reservation.”

Which temple houses Guanyin?

Just as the Bodhisattva of Joy was about to reply, his expression suddenly changed.

Not only the Bodhisattva of Joy, but also the Little Yama King outside the gate of the Temple of Bliss sensed something and couldn't help but look up.

Above the Temple of Bliss, a faint, clear light gathered, and the gathered light traced a parabola before flying away into the distance.

Not only the Temple of Bliss, but also the Temple of Taro, which Zhou Yan had visited before, and the Temple of Pure Serenity where Aruna was, all emitted streaks of clear light and fell in the same direction.

Upon seeing this strange phenomenon, the Bodhisattva of Joy showed sorrow and softly chanted the Buddha's name.

……

Zhou Yan flew to the edge of the outer island of Ling Mountain.

As soon as he entered, Zhou Yan felt an indescribable disturbance within his body.

The reason for the anomaly is quite simple.

Zhou Yan took out the Buddha lamp stored in the small world. Above the Buddha lamp was originally a fireball the size of a ping-pong ball. The fireball was quiet and calm, without making a sound or shaking. But now the fireball was burning fiercely, with flames flickering back and forth.

Something in the sacred mountain seemed to sense the turbulence of the fireball. Several wisps of pure energy drifted from afar, flew to Zhou Yan, and then swirled and coiled around the fireball of the green lamp in front of the Buddha, eventually merging with the green lamp.

At this point, the strange phenomenon of the blue lamp in front of the Buddha was dispelled, and the fireball on the lamp returned to its original state. However, the image of the Buddha with his hands clasped together inside the fireball seemed to have become more lifelike.

Because Zhou Yan began to save the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, the Buddha is withdrawing his current power.

"So it really was you?"

Little Yama emerged from a coconut grove in front of Zhou Yan, his eyes lingering on the blue lamp in Zhou Yan's hand.

Zhou Yan lifted the green lamp in front of the Buddha.

"This is the precious treasure that Buddha gave me, as I was saying."

During his previous conversation with Little Yama, Zhou Yan mentioned that he had been given a treasure by Buddha. However, because this item involved the Nine-Colored Deer, Zhou Yan only said it was Buddha's treasure, not the instrument by which Buddha attained enlightenment.

Little Yama nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

"Yes, I've already asked about Guanyin. She's at Zizhu Temple."

Zhou Yan put away the green lamp in front of the Buddha.

"Okay, let's go to Zizhu Temple now."

Zizhu Temple is a medium-sized temple. From mid-air, you can see rows of purple bamboos growing in the backyard of the temple. In front of the backyard is a group of monks' quarters. There are a lot of faceless monks going back and forth in the monks' quarters, and the sound of chanting is constant. Buddha's light covers every inch of the land. Just by looking at Zhou Yan, you can tell that this temple is the place that Lü Dongbin said should never be visited.

But this wasn't the first time he had broken the taboo.

Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun held hands and plunged into the gate of Zizhu Temple.

Familiar with the search: 〗q:′∽〕№⊥∑°≤~]∝♂'s darkness and distortion descend.

……

"Wake up..."

"Wake up..."

After being pushed around a few times, Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes after realizing that his body could be controlled.

Everything before my eyes was blurry, then the blurriness cleared up again.

Zhou Yan saw a car window, outside which was a rural dirt road, and on the dirt road, he could even see several chickens and ducks swaggering past.

Is this... a new world?

Looking at the car window I'm seeing now, I think I'm in Hyundai.

Someone tugged at Zhou Yan's clothes.

"You're really something, you managed to fall asleep on such a bumpy road."

The voice that spoke was a woman's, quite clear and somewhat familiar.

Zhou Yan looked back and his expression changed.

Wu Shanfu!

The person sitting next to him was actually Wu Shanfu from the White Tiger Academy, with whom he had a good relationship.

However, in Zhou Yan's memory, Wu Shanfu was a rather aloof woman who was single-mindedly devoted to the sword and cared about nothing else. But the Wu Shanfu who was now by his side was wearing light makeup and a short skirt office lady outfit, looking every bit the urban beauty.

It wasn't just the makeup; Wu Shanfu's expression and voice at this moment were no longer as cold as before, but rather very familiar and warm, giving off the feeling of a gentle senior.

Looking at Zhou Yan's expression, Wu Shanfu, sitting in the next seat, asked in confusion.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Zhou Yan turned his head back and chuckled awkwardly.

"It's nothing, it's just that, well, I just woke up and my head is still a little dizzy."

Wearing a shirt and skirt business suit, Wu Shanfu patted Zhou Yan's head to comfort him.

"You kid, you were probably too excited to sleep the night before last because you joined our team. Now you're tired when it's time for the interview, right?"

Wu Shanfu enthusiastically called out to the driver.

"Old Bai, please take good care of this child later, and don't let him be too stressed."

Zhou Yan then realized that he was sitting in a minivan. The minivan had three rows of seats, and there were people sitting in the front passenger seat and the driver's seat.

The driver responded.

"Young people should practice more. If we always rely on them, what will happen in the future?"

The passenger responded with "uh-huh".

The driver's voice sounded familiar. Zhou Yan tilted his head and then stared in disbelief.

Bai Yuan!

Bai Yuan, the melee weapon instructor from the First Academy who was sent by Mi Qing to kill him, but was instead eaten by the Taotie!

Zhou Yan looked down, reached into his pants, and sure enough, found his phone.

After all, this is modern times. How could anyone with a little money not have a mobile phone?

Zhou Yan took out his phone, flipped to the calendar, and saw that it read "Renzi Year, May 16th".

Ten years later...

The place I've arrived at is the future, just like when I saved Ksitigarbha, but not as far back as Ksitigarbha's journey; it's only ten years in the future.

Zhou Yan logged onto several social media platforms, scrolling through the latest news, gossip, and discussions among the public.

As Zhou Yan flipped through the pages, his expression grew increasingly grave. 7

There were no Awakened Ones. On several social media platforms Zhou Yan searched, from trending topics to public discussions, not a single word related to Awakened Ones appeared.

This is abnormal. In the Eastern Xia United Kingdom, regardless of the platform, in any trending topic, there will inevitably be a news story about an Awakened One in the top ten. The things Awakened Ones can cause, the things they can pull off, are far more numerous than those of normal people. 6

But Zhou Yan doesn't see it in the online information he's currently viewing.

The vehicle suddenly stopped, but the stop was not fast. Zhou Yan only leaned forward slightly before regaining his balance.

Wu Shanfu, who wasn't even leaning forward beside Zhou Yan, asked Bai Yuan, who was driving.

"Old Bai, have we arrived?"

Bai Yuan, the driver, smiled wryly.

"Pretty much, damn it. If it weren't for Wu Shanfu coming, I would rather break my own legs than come to Fengyang Village this time."

Wu Shanfu smiled and opened the car door.

"There's no other way; the government can't let the public know about something so dangerous."

Wu Shanfu got off the bus.

A man Zhou Yan didn't recognize got out of the car from the passenger seat and knocked on the window where Zhou Yan was.

"Alright, Xiao Zhou, come down and move the things."

Zhou Yan opened the car window and got out. The man in the passenger seat walked to the back of the car, opened the rear door of the van, and behind the door was a bunch of cameras, microphones, batteries, and various magical artifacts with logos.

The man in the passenger seat handed a camera to Zhou Yan.

"You can be the photographer later."

Zhou Yan took the camera and hesitated.

"Um, I actually have no prior experience with photography."

The man in the passenger seat said nonchalantly.

"Who's coming to our team to learn photography? You don't need to do anything later, just point the lens at people, and someone will help you edit the video afterwards."

Bai Yuan, who possessed the Sword Ape bloodline, walked up with a smile.

"Xiao Zhou Jiu, you don't need to be so nervous. This time, Wu Shan and Er Fu are leading the team, and the rest of us are just photographers and five off-site staff. But we were lucky this time to have a demigod leading the team. Next time, we'll have to do it ourselves."

The man in the passenger seat sighed.

“The federal government is short-handed, and sometimes they have to take matters into their own hands. Xiao Zhou, you need to learn this now, or you might end up dying at the hands of those rioters later.”

Zhou Yan gave a perfunctory "uh-huh".

Wu Shanfu walked over with a microphone and smiled when she reached Zhou Yan.

"Let's record a short narration first, then we'll go inside."

Zhou Yan turned on the camera and pointed the lens at Wu Shanfu, who had just gotten out of the car.

Wu Shanfu gave the camera a professional, sweet, and gentle smile.

"Hello viewers, welcome to this episode of 'Exploring the Unscientific.' Today, we'll be interviewing a village where people are said to come back to life and where ghosts can be seen at night..."

Zhou Yan's expression gradually turned strange.

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