Lady, you don’t want to be corrupted by the devil, do you?

"It's as if you really know where Jiang Yibai is."

Zhou Jiuyu sneered.

"Then you don't want to know what Miss Jiang has been doing for so many years?"

"If you keep me in suspense, I'll leave."

"You are so impatient... Didn't I just say that Principal Yang is in the blood world now? Maybe Miss Jiang is there too." Uncle Su said hurriedly.

"Isn't the Blood Realm the territory of that greedy god?" Zhou Jiuyu frowned immediately, having a bad feeling in his heart.

"It was before, but not now. The blood realm has been divided. Starting ten years ago, Principal Yang has used the power of desire to invade the blood realm. Now half of the blood realm belongs to Principal Yang." Uncle Su explained.

"Half of the blood world? Isn't this kind of small world of gods... very small? How can it be half?" Zhou Jiuyu couldn't help but say.

He thought about the mirror world of the Witch of Desire. A pavilion split in two? How to deal with this?

"Um... I'm not sure what concept you understand, but the blood realm is very large, as big as the entire City No. 1. You can regard the blood realm as the dark side of City No. 1. The blood realm covers the entire City No. 1. Through the blood realm, you can directly appear at the corresponding projection in the city... It is equivalent to controlling the dark side of the city." Uncle Su continued to explain.

"It's as big as City No. 1..."

Zhou Jiuyu was surprised. After all, a small world the size of a city...that was really not small.

Today, the human world is divided into 99 cities, each of which accommodates a population of about million, so the area of ​​each city is also extremely large.

"This is just the Blood Realm. There are other gods in this world. These gods came earlier, and their small worlds in the dark are also bigger. Naturally, their power far exceeds that of the Su family..." Uncle Su said again.

Zhou Jiuyu then understood that it was not that the blood realm was too big, but that the small world of a certain weak witch was too small.

The Witch of Desire felt guilty when she was stared at like that...

"So? You think Yang Wanying is in the blood realm, so Jiang Yibai should also be in the blood realm."

"That's all I know, Mr. Xiong. So...if you support Miss Jiang's actions like you did a hundred years ago, then you will inevitably come into conflict with that god. At that time, as long as you save my daughter in passing...then I am willing to sacrifice my life to support Miss Jiang's actions."

Zhou Jiuyu's voice was a little ruthless: "Then how much is your life worth?"

Of course, Second Uncle Su also knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch: "A ninth-rank master, I have my own means, and I can at least get a ninth-rank master from the Su family to take the blame, and you only need to... rescue my daughter in passing."

"This price is not bad, that's it, deal."

Zhou Jiuyu stood up without staying for too long. The information he got from this trip was enough for him to make plans for the next step.

I opened my phone and glanced at the date on the screen: November 11st.

The agreed date is November 11th.

Nine days to go.

"Yun'er, send these two distinguished guests home."

"Yes."

Su Yun'er drove the car and sent Zhou Jiuyu and the Witch of Desire back to Tianhai.

Just before getting off the car, Su Yuner couldn't help but speak: "Um... Mr. Xiong, don't take what I said before to heart, I, I was just talking nonsense..."

"I'm not that petty, and you're not good-looking, so it's not worth it for me to punish you."

Zhou Jiuyu curled his lips.

Su Yun'er didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment, so she could only wave her hand and say, "Then you two, take care."

"By the way, your second uncle left the Su family, why did you do that?" Zhou Jiuyu asked.

"Because my parents were unwilling to hand me over to the gods, they were executed."

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Return home from Tianhai.

Zhou Jiuyu told Nan Mengling what happened today.

At the end he mentioned: "I'm going to City No. 1, to the ancient street tomorrow."

"So you have to tell me if you want to check into a room with another woman?"

Nan Mengling pressed on Zhou Jiuyu, looking like a resentful woman.

"You know, I have to go." Zhou Jiuyu smiled bitterly.

"I know, so I will let you go." Nan Mengling did not make things difficult for Zhou Jiuyu. She just bit his ear, and her rosy lips bit along his earlobe to his lips:

"But... remember to go home."

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The calendar pages were turned one by one.

11 month 1 number.

November 11nd…

…November 11th.

Late at night, in City No. 1, on the rooftop of the Holy Land Building, Zhou Jiuyu was wearing a doll costume with only his head exposed. He put the bear head mask aside. He looked up at the entire city. At the end of his sight, there was an independent and unique neighborhood.

That was the ancient street that Jiang Yibai had once told him about. Today, a hundred years later, this ancient street is still standing.

"Mr. Zhou, you haven't eaten since lunch. Do you need anything to eat? I can prepare it for you."

The personal female secretary serving Nam Mengling also walked onto the rooftop at this time and asked in a soft voice.

Zhou Jiuyu shook his head, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you know about the ancient street? Are there any good places to eat there?"

"You're talking about the ancient street? This... I don't really know much about it. A few years ago, the inspection team ordered that place to be demolished because many of the houses were too old. If they renovated it, it wouldn't be an ancient street anymore. If they didn't renovate it, it would have to be demolished."

"So why is it still there?"

"It seems that a big shot has come forward, and no one dares to mention the demolition anymore. It has remained here forever... By the way, do you want to ask where there are good places to eat in the ancient street? I'll ask someone who knows about it to come and report to you."

"No, I'm just asking."

Zhou Jiuyu glanced at the time on his phone.

【23:40】

"I have to go now."

"what?"

A breeze blew up the secretary's hair, and she saw a big black bear leaping down from in front of her. Then she was left alone on the rooftop, messy and alone...

This is the 30th floor...

-

Zhou Jiuyu, who jumped down, would naturally be fine. He landed his bear paw steadily on the ground, and then walked towards the ancient street with a string of bear dolls in his hand.

The ancient street is not far from here.

It took exactly fifteen minutes to walk there.

The time has come to [23:55].

There are only five minutes left until November 11th.

He felt...her thoughts should be the same as his.

This is a hundred years, not a hundred minutes, a hundred hours, or a hundred days... It's a fucking hundred years!

Since she knew that Jiang Yibai was not dead, and she was not missing but just hiding her whereabouts to do her own thing, then... she would appear here. Since she remembered to put the 10 billion in the cabinet, she would definitely come to fulfill the agreement.

Zhou Jiuyu strolled in the ancient street. The floor of this dilapidated ancient street was paved with old bricks that looked very old. The houses on both sides were also hundreds of years old. However, the houses were filled with various modern snack stalls that were different from the retro ones. However, they did not look out of place.

If we talk about what is inconsistent, probably the most inconsistent one is this weird bear wearing a brown bear doll costume and selling stuffed bears, right?

But there was a frog across the street, so he wasn't the only one feeling out of place.

"Can I have a bear cub?"

A voice came into Zhou Jiuyu's ears and his body shook, but he looked around and didn't find any figure.

Until the little boy in front of him pulled his bear fur and said, "Mr. Bear, I'm here. How much is a bear cub?"

Zhou Jiuyu glanced at the time on the electronic screen of the shop across the street.

11月9号：23时：59分：50秒。

What is he thinking? It’s not even November 11th yet.

Suppressing the disappointment and loss in his heart, Zhou Jiuyu smiled gently: "No money, it's free, take one and go."

"Really, really?"

"Really? Take it." Zhou Jiuyu stretched out his bear paw and stuffed a stuffed bear into the little boy's hand.

"Thank you uncle!"

The little boy jumped away holding the little bear in his arms, somewhat surprised.

Zhou Jiuyu also sighed, with his hands on his hips: "Why is he uncle? He is obviously my brother."

“Are the stuffed bears…free?”

"Yes, take one and go."

Zhou Jiuyu stretched his waist, raised his right hand and handed over the pole with the bear cub hanging on it.

"I don't want the small one, I want the big one, Mr. Teddy Bear."

At this moment, Zhou Jiuyu squinted his eyes and then opened them wide. While he was stretching, the time on the electronic screen across the street had changed.

11月10号：00时：00分：01秒。

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Author's Note: 3.5/5

The next chapter will be late, read it after you wake up. I stayed up late to write it, and I couldn’t fall asleep if I didn’t.

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His Adam's apple moved and Zhou Jiuyu slowly turned his head to the right.

What caught my eye was the still stunningly beautiful face.

Compared to the silly look back then, he now looks more cool and elegant. But the moment he turned his head, this coolness seemed to disappear. His rosy lips curled up into a pleasant smile, and his eyes were curved like peach petals.

"You can't have a big one. You have to pay for the big one."

The teddy bear chuckled a little sourly and shook his head.

"Ten billion, didn't Mr. Teddy Bear go to get it?"

Jiang Yibai's green dress fluttered slightly in the evening breeze, her red lips were pursed in a forced smile, and the corners of her eyes were a little red.

But she didn't seem to realize it, and just tried hard to maintain that faint smile, not wanting to show her bitterness to Mr. Teddy Bear.

But, but it’s really hard to laugh… When Mr. Bear finally appeared in front of me again, my brain was blank, excited, and trembling like a buzzing sound… It’s really hard to laugh… Really… I want to cry… I want to cry…

"I got it, but that's just the principal. There's also interest."

For some reason, Jiang Yibai's lips began to tremble. She wanted to laugh, and tried hard to smile, but the bitterness in her eyes made her want to cry uncontrollably.

She staggered towards Zhou Jiuyu step by step, her delicate hands moving closer and closer to the furry bear body.

"You won't disappear again, right? Mr. Teddy Bear... promise me you won't disappear again, okay? I beg you... I beg you..."

Jiang Yibai's hand stopped just before it touched the teddy bear's body. The scene from a hundred years ago came back to her mind like a nightmare...

She hugged Mr. Bear and kept asking his name, but the tighter she hugged him, the shriveled body of the bear became, and finally he fell to the ground...

That day she fell down and sat in a sea of ​​blood, looking at the bloody bear mask that fell to the ground. She was stunned for a long, long time... and cried for a long, long time...

At that moment, she realized how much Mr. Bear cared about her!

But she couldn't repay him, and couldn't express the words in her heart... He left, he left! She wanted to keep these words in her heart for a hundred years!

It was clear that she had finally, finally welcomed a new life that day! But the person she wanted to share this joy with the most just disappeared in front of her... It was like her own home collapsed into ruins in front of her in an instant!

The good old days, the past, everything was shattered like a dream bubble! Just like that... just like that, it disappeared before her eyes! There was no way to get it back... no way to rebuild it!

So she was really scared, afraid that if she went forward to hug the doll again, the doll costume in front of her would shrink little by little, and finally fall down on the street...

Her breathing began to become a little disordered, and her long eyelashes trembled like cicada wings. Under the picturesque retro green dress, her snow-white body was constantly flushed with a heart-pounding blush, which climbed up one by one and trembled one by one.