Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 259 3 years

Over the next three years, Zhu Wuyao and his group followed their previous plan and continued to try to suppress the arrogance of "Zhu's Travels".

They tried to promote "What's on the Other Side of the Mountain".

With Xu San'er's help, the group made a fortune and had no worries about food and clothing.

For some reason, my plans always fail at crucial moments.

Through persistent efforts, the idea of ​​"never leaving one's hometown" has taken deep root in people's hearts, and every resident of Biyi City genuinely believes that—

The outside world is full of dangers.

The same principle is conveyed in every book.

Zhu Wuyao naturally became a literary master, and the literati in Biyi City looked up to her without question.

But in this process, there are some things that are just hard to understand—

For example, Ye Xiaozhou's injuries were slowly recovering, but his cultivation level could not be improved any further.

For a cultivation prodigy, this was simply unbearable. Zhu Wuyao often saw her sharpening knives in the backyard.

A hint of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

It seems that he blamed the lack of progress in his cultivation on the peace among all living beings.

Damn Biyi City, how could its people be so simple, peaceful and tranquil? Since that day, there has been no change at all. People even greet each other with smiles when they meet.

"Do you know how I got through these past three years?"

Zhu Wuyao was drawing with a simple pencil—because she was so bored, she successfully invented a paper-rolled ink stick using scrap paper and ink sticks.

Strictly speaking, it doesn't really qualify as a pencil.

It can only be described as a portable pen.

Hearing Ye Xiaozhou's complaint, Zhu Wuyao replied without even looking up:

"Don't worry, there are still many boring days ahead. This is just the beginning."

On the rice paper in front of her, Zhu Wuyao drew many horizontal lines, arrows, and circles. No one but her could understand what they were.

Sometimes, she even suspected that Master Fang had seen through her origins.

Otherwise, why would they have set up such a trap as an opportunity for them to escape?

Aren't you afraid she won't understand and will waste a golden opportunity? If you don't have a bit of imagination, you really wouldn't be able to guess it.

Xu San'er was busy calculating with his abacus.

He already knew that the money here couldn't be taken out of the country and had little practical purchasing power.

But for someone who treats buying and selling as an art, the process of pursuing money is a way of realizing their own value.

Xu San'er looked up at Hua Yingting, who was sitting quietly under the tree, and then said:

"Since Sister Zhu isn't in a hurry, I naturally won't be either."

Ye Xiaozhou and Xu San'er had already figured out that Zhu Wuyao was hiding something from them. They tried to find out the truth several times, but failed, and guessed that it might be part of a plan.

such as--

Why has the game "What's on the Other Side of the Mountain" been repeatedly lost?

Because there is a traitor on our side.

Zhu Wuyao failed to make any crucial mistakes several times, and after realizing this, the two of them unanimously chose to cooperate.

They put in a lot of effort but got no reward, achieving little despite their hard work.

That's why Ye Xiaozhou's gaze towards Zhu Wuyao became increasingly strange. Perhaps it was a premonition stemming from his divination skills, but he always felt the urge to end the man with a single blow.

Especially in recent times.

Zhu Wuyao certainly knew.

She felt the same way about Shen Xun, also known as Xiao Liu Zi—an inexplicable wariness and repulsion. If he got close, she would feel disgust and murderous intent welling up from the bottom of her heart.

Ye Xiaozhou shouldn't have gone that far with her.

But it's not much better.

The sound of sharpening knives becoming more and more frequent at night was sending chills down one's spine.

Zhu Wuyao thought for a moment, then looked up at Ye Xiaozhou and said:

"It's estimated that the cycle of reincarnation is about to restart."

“There may be some unexpected changes outside Biyi City.”

Ye Xiaozhou stopped sharpening the knife, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pinched his chin as he scrutinized Zhu Wuyao, sending a chill down one's spine. Finally, Ye Xiaozhou said:

"Actually, you can go too."

"No, I don't trust you."

Xu San'er arrived late and didn't understand the implication in those words. His bright little eyes darted from one person to another.

Then I saw Ye Xiaozhou suddenly stand up.

He picked up the knife and said:

“Since there will be some unusual developments outside the city, we definitely need to keep an eye on things. I’ll go and investigate again.”

After saying that, Ye Xiaozhou walked towards the door.

Only one sentence remained—

“I know what your purpose is, but I don’t know why you did it. I believe you, but only this once.”

Xu San'er inexplicably sensed a tense atmosphere. He shrank his small, imposing figure and lowered his neck, making the sound of the abacus even softer.

Zhu Wuyao did not look up.

She only breathed a sigh of relief after Ye Xiaozhou's figure disappeared into the distance. Ye Xiaozhou wasn't the only one whose cultivation hadn't increased; she was in the same boat.

Ten days is a very short time compared to three years.

Inside the dilapidated temple in Biyi City, Zhu Wuyao reunites with Ye Xiaozhou, who is having a barbecue.

This time, Ye Xiaozhou only brought enough roasted pigeon for herself.

Realizing this, Zhu Wuyao found it somewhat amusing. As expected of Ye Xiaozhou, she could subconsciously exclude Ye Xiaozhou from the list of friends simply because of a sudden, inexplicable sense of vigilance.

As a result, they didn't even get a share of the local specialties.

"Still remember me?"

Ye Xiaozhou smiled and nodded, adding some essential seasonings to the roasted pigeon, then very warmly handed it forward, saying:

"I remember. How's Chaoxi Bookstore, my business partner's, doing lately?"

Looking at the roasted pigeon handed to him, Zhu Wuyao rubbed his forehead somewhat awkwardly.

"I've been cultivating my mind and body and eating vegetarian food lately."

It's impossible to take it over.

Learn by analogy.

The air might already be filled with poison gas, and the skewers might have been laced with toxic substances. Ye Xiaozhou is chatting with her with a smile now, but he might be thinking about where to strike her deadly.

Fortunately, after the memories are erased, the cultivation level will also be suppressed to a lower level.

The last point that needed to be noted has been confirmed.

Zhu Wuyao led Ye Xiaozhou back to Chaoxi Bookstore.

Xu San'er, who was basking in the sun at the door with nothing to do, quickly went to greet him.

He had already been told to follow Ye Xiaozhou's memory, and when Senior Sister Ye gave him the role of "accountant clerk," he immediately nodded and accepted it.

But he was extremely worried.

The cycle of reincarnation is about to begin again, but the strongest among them has lost his memories and his original cultivation level. Can this really be acceptable...?

Zhu Wuyao and Xu San'er successfully survived five days under Ye Xiaozhou's control.

On the sixth day after her return, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and there was a faint rumble of thunder. In the backyard of Chaoxi Bookstore, four people stood side by side, each with a different expression.

It seemed as if a million bolts of lightning would strike down at any moment.

Ye Xiaozhou looked at the massive thunderclouds with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he felt they looked familiar and was ready to use them as an opportunity to recall his memories.

This is the first time Zhu Wuyao has witnessed the restart of reincarnation since entering the realm of sentient beings.