CH 117

Late at night.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo crawled under the covers. The light from their phones illuminated from below, casting a ghastly shadow on their handsome faces.

Yin Ren didn’t buy new pajamas. Since they were similar sizes, he directly borrowed a set from Zhong Chengshuo. Unlike Comrade Xiao Zhong, who fastened all his buttons tightly, Yin Ren only fastened the two middle buttons. Now, as he crawled under the covers, one side of his pajama shirt on his shoulder almost got pulled off.

The end of his black hair stretched out its translucent wings unscrupulously, and Zhong Chengshuo gathered them into a ball and hugged them in his arms like a pillow.

In the past, this feeling of living in a small space with people was unbearable for him. However, Yin Ren didn’t have the unique metabolic smell of the living, which Zhong Chengshuo found to be quite pleasant.

The eyes of the two were glued to the phone screen at the same time.

After dinner, they quickly created a WeChat group, labeling it “Paid Love Counseling” and added Dr. Sun to it.

At two in the morning, Sun Qi’an finally responded.

[Let Me See Your Heart: What’s up with this group name?]

[Fruit Knife: Qi’an Jie has worked hard. It’s just a joke. I heard from Zhong Ge that you’re kind of like a matchmaker. Let’s chat together sometime in the future. ]

[Fruit Knife: Speaking of which, what happened tonight wasn’t serious, right? At that time, we saw you had a very bad look.]

[Final Fruit: How’s the patient?]

Yin Ren slowly stretched out his hand and pressed the phone in Zhong Chengshuo’s hand. Zhong Chengshuo gave him a suspicious sideways glance and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

“Let me do it,” Yin Ren said.

[Fruit Knife: Zhong Ge is just a little worried about your emotions. After all, you just started your job not long ago…]

[Let Me See Your Heart: I know how he speaks~]

[Le Me See Your Heart: Actually, it’s nothing serious. It’s just a wealthy businessman whose father has been staying at our hospital. Today, coincidentally, his grandson had a heart attack while his grandfather was also experiencing heart failure at the same time. This might be what they all call “the legendary heart connection between grandparents and grandchildren”.]

[Fruit Knife: How coincidental.]

[Let Me See Your Heart: The grandfather couldn’t hold on this time and passed away. The grandson arrived a little late and almost became brain dead but was saved by the efforts of the experts in the department.]

[Let Me See Your Heart: Nowadays, being young and strong doesn’t guarantee health. Life is unpredictable. Irregular lifestyles are the most dangerous, so the two of you should avoid staying up late. I’m going to sleep now. Let’s talk another day.]

[Fruit Knife: Good night!]

“A wealthy businessman, staying in Haigu Municipal Hospital, and his surname is Qiu.” Zhong Chengshuo threw off the blanket and was about to get out of bed and turn on the computer. As a result, he struggled for a long time and found that there was an extra bunch of black hair around his waist.

Zhong Chengshuo: “?”

“Go to bed early. We’ll talk about it tomorrow,” Yin Ren said seriously. “Your body is important.”

Zhong Chengshuo looked at the hair around his waist, then at the computer, then back at the hair around his waist.

“Mm.” He slowly returned to bed and laid down properly. Even the hairball on his nightcap fell in the same position as yesterday.

In the dark, he stared at Yin Ren.

The latter understood. Yin Ren moved to the edge of the pillow, touching foreheads with the other person.

Zhong Chengshuo closed his eyes again, but Yin Ren couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. His deep red eyes emitted a faint light in the darkness.

Zhong Chengshuo’s warm breath blew over one breath at a time, like the tide.

It would be great if it could never really stop, like the tide.

This was the first time he had fallen in love with someone. Yin Ren didn’t think he was suddenly crazy. It was just that at this moment, in the feeling of freshness and happiness, there was also some bitterness.

Unlike the bitterness of the chocolate chips, he didn’t like the looming anxiety.

……

The next day, the brilliance in Yin Ren’s eyes disappeared.

Shian had sent a special car for the participants from the Haigu branch to Dongshan. Seeing the magnificent and bizarre Dongshan, which maintained the natural ecology, Lord Ghost King couldn’t help but feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart!

He had slept on mountains like this for at least eighty to a hundred times.

And no matter how he thought about it, there definitely wouldn’t be a cafeteria here.

Since they already disclosed their relationship, Yin Ren leaned on Zhong Chengshuo’s shoulder and said, “Isn’t the Fu family supposed to be very rich? Why aren’t they living in a luxurious penthouse in the center of Haigu with a rooftop swimming pool?”

The feeling of skin contact made Zhong Chengshuo stiff. Sensing the smell of Yin Ren, he relaxed his body again.

“The existence of non-science posts shouldn’t be known to ordinary people,” Zhong Chengshuo murmured. “The Fu family has lived here since 900 years ago, and their residence is extremely famous for its ancient architecture.”

Ge Tingting jumped out of the car with her schoolbag in her arms, followed by Huang Jin, who had a mixture of “I want to escape” and “But this is two million”. Lu Xiaohe was the last to get out, followed by Hao Wenzhe.

Who would have thought that the rear commander of the Emergency Management Department would have the worst face? Hao Wenzhe stared at the deep mountains and forests in front of him with an expression like a ten-year-old cat who was raised only indoors.

The next car was carrying participants from Shian’s B-level groups.

Bao Linlin and Wang Zhou got out of the car one after another, followed by Xiao Zhao, who was following the two of them. He was carrying so much equipment on his back that he suddenly lost his balance and fell into the mud. If it weren’t for Bao Linlin’s timely help, he would almost become the first member of Unit 7 to break their leg on this mountain.

After Zhao Shiyan, Wu Chiayi from Unit 6 also stepped out with his takeout box on his back. Comrade Xiao Wu looked at the distant mountain in shock and took a deep breath of the mountain air.

“Nice!” Xiao Wu’s voice turned into a string of echoes.

“B-level investigation team, Unit 7. Rear commander Zhao Shiyan, the science post Wang Zhou, and the non-science post Bao Linlin. Because the number in Unit 7 is too small, Unit 6’s Wu Jiayi is added as a substitute.”

Hao Wenzhe pulled a dead cat’s face as he announced in a lack of cadence.

“C-level investigation team, Unit 6. Rear commander Lu Xiaohe, science post Zhong Chengshuo, and non-science posts Yin Ren, Ge Tingting, and Huang Jin. These are the 9 participants. Over.”

He inputted everything on the screen of the tablet, then put it to sleep with a click.

“The coach of the Haigu team is Fu Xingchuan. He’s on vacation at home. You can meet him when you go up,” he added.

Yin Ren: “Oh…”

Before he could finish his sigh, he saw a string of updates in Shian’s app.

[Fu Xingchuan: Everyone can order whatever they want to eat. I’ll have the chef prepare it.]

[Hao Wenzhe: Can he make anything?]

[Fu Xingchuan: This is a retired master from a five-star hotel, so please feel free to order anything you like.]

[Hao Wenzhe: Then a bowl of *** brand frozen dumplings and sugar-free orange flavored soda.]

[Fu Xingchuan: ?]

When Yin Ren saw the words “five-star hotel”, the haze in his heart was swept away.

During the rest of the journey, Lord Ghost King was unusually cooperative. He held onto Zhong Chengshuo’s wrist without any reservation and happily led the way to the Fu family’s residence. Clear springs flowed around them, and the sounds of birds filled the air. The scenery here seemed frozen in time, as if it had remained unchanged for 900 years. While climbing the mountain, Ge Tingting kept exclaiming “Ahh” in amazement.

Even Huang Jin would give a second look at the scenery.

The Fu’s residence was located on the mountain with the steepest terrain. Taking a closer look, the magnificent building complex could be considered a small town. It could be seen that not many people were living there, but the various buildings were well maintained.

There were two vivid stone lions at the gate. Outside the courtyard, ancient vines and old trees grew against the wall, and the paintings on the wooden beams of the gate were simple and atmospheric, with no signs of wear and tear.

And there was a young man sitting on one of the stone lions.

The man was tall and had an assertive posture. His outfit was similar to that of Fu Xingchuan—a red robe. However, he wasn’t wearing a tassel earring. Instead, he had an exaggerated wooden mask on his face, engraved with runes unique to a sealing spirit weapon.

Very strong. Yin Ren made a judgment at a glance. This kid was young but was five or six points stronger than Fu Xingchuan, which was quite impressive.

In terms of cultivation strength, this person wasn’t much different from Xiang Jiang.

“Fu Tianyi, C-level, Unit 5 of the Yandu branch.” The man’s voice was a little youthful, and it sounded like he was twenty at most. “From Haigu? Welcome to my home.”

Yin Ren walked in the forefront and took a decisive step forward. “Yin Ren, C-level, Unit 9 of the Haigu branch.”

The masked man looked at him and then glanced at the members of Unit 9 behind Yin Ren.

“So the ‘good seedlings’ that second uncle mentioned are only at this level,” he commented loudly. “Let’s go. You should consider this a vacation.”

Yin Ren: “Okay.”

He really didn’t want to argue with this young and energetic kid. He was more concerned about the jujube wood-roasted duck and Mrs. Song’s fish soup that were prepared for lunch.

Zhong Chengshuo wouldn’t be provoked. He was busy observing the terrain near the Fu’s residence. Huang Jin’s face was numb, Lu Xiaohe kept smiling politely, while only Ge Tingting stomped her feet in anger.

She made a point to ensure he saw her roll her eyes at him.

Hao Wenzhe didn’t mince words. “So much useless drivel. Hurry up and lead the way. We’re all carrying luggage.”

Fu Tianyi snapped his fingers and waved his hand. At this moment, the gate of the Fu’s residence slowly opened. With thoughts of crispy roasted duck skin dipped in sugar, Yin Ren happily stepped into the manor.

A luxurious photo wall crashed into his retina at a speed of 80 miles per hour.

As a metaphysical family, the Fu family had a deep background. The wall behind the gate was especially grand. The wall was covered with colorful glazed tiles, and on it was a shiny relief of <Zhong Yi sealing an Evil Spirit>.

In the picture, the Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi was stepping on Yellow Millet. His body was scattered with light, and the nine-ring sword was pointed directly diagonally to an Evil Spirit. The Evil Spirit was painted like a mass of rotten flesh, surrounded by countless strange armies of evil beings, as if they were dark clouds that were pressing towards the Great Celestial Master, who was alone.

The relief had some age to it, and the craftsmanship of the artisan was simply divine. One could see the lines were smooth and the colors were bright, with runes engraved on the glazed tiles, exuding a strong positive energy towards the outside.

Fu Tianyi deliberately stopped for a while, enjoying the expression of the group being impressed.

Unfortunately, the two at the head clearly didn’t have such intentions.

Yin Ren looked at his relief with difficulty, not quite ready to point out the faults—the army of evil things were all by his side back then.

Compared to <Zhong Yi sealing an Evil Spirit>, this was more like <A brawl for hot pot>.

How truly embarrassing. Yin Ren had a vaguely bad feeling and subconsciously looked at Zhong Chengshuo, facing his eyes that were full of scrutiny.

“Did you really look like that before?” he mouthed.

Yin Ren stared at Zhong Chengshuo faintly. He had a strange feeling that they weren’t in the Fu family’s manor but in a well-known medical spa in Haigu.

“Comrade Zhong Chengshuo, what you see now is my original appearance.” Yin Ren snorted. “But if you don’t like it, I don’t mind changing back to that look.”

Zhong Chengshuo’s eyes lit up.

Yin Ren: “Wait, are you serious…?!”

“No, I just want to know. Can you change into other forms, like—”

“It’s mealtime. Let’s go in, put our things down, and eat. There will be plenty of opportunities to watch after training.” Hao Wenzhe straightened his backpack and wiped the sweat off his round face. The outdoor environment seemed to make him particularly irritable.

Zhong Chengshuo immediately shut his mouth and took his suitcase, circling around the gate’s decorative wall.

But a few steps away, he stopped again and looked at Yin Ren with complicated eyes.

Yin Ren glanced at the wall again, then followed. “What’s the matter, Zhong Ge? Is there something…”

After seeing the situation in the first courtyard of the Fu family, he immediately shut his mouth.

In the middle of the Fu family courtyard stood a towering statue of Zhong Yi, with the highest quality incense burner and offerings in front of it. Looking to both sides, the wooden offering tables were piled high with fresh meats and fine wines, while uneven red candles dripped long wax tears.

The red streamers were flying, and the blue smoke was rising, as if an endless sacrifice were taking place.

The person for whom the offerings were meant for was numb.

Oddly enough, Yin Ren didn’t mind this sort of thing before. Even when he was in the Ant Nest, his reaction wasn’t very strong. But now, when he saw through Zhong Chengshuo’s eyes, he suddenly felt a bit of shame.

He quickly muttered something and tried to adjust his breathing.

Fu Tianyi pricked up his ears curiously and amplified the sound with a spell, listening to what his prospective opponent was mumbling.

“Roasted duck meringue, roasted duck meringue, roasted duck meringue…”

Fu Tianyi: “……”

What core metaphysical post of Haigu?! This C-level was clearly a layman—facing Zhong Yi’s sacrificial site, those in the know must at least show some respect.

He retracted his gaze, and the corners of his mouth behind the mask curled.

“These are just decorations,” he said.

“There’s a bigger Zhong Yi shrine at home, but it’s a no-entry zone.”

Yin Ren’s face completely collapsed.

This kid, Fu Xingchuan, was definitely doing it on purpose—!

The author has something to say:

Fu Xingchuan: But so what?

Before challenging your opponent, let’s accumulate some sense of shame first, Comrade Xiao Yin—