As for Bai Jiao… he had long since fled when Zheng Tu was being pummeled, taking advantage of the lapse in power. He didn't even dare return to Tianchi.
"Humans, I, Bai Jiao, thank your ancestors eight generations back."
This was sincere gratitude.
If it weren't for Lin Fan, he wouldn't have experienced a resurgence.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed like this human had saved his life multiple times; otherwise, he would have been long gone.
While the master was sound asleep, drunk,
His followers discussed amongst themselves.
Initially, their plan upon arriving on this planet was simple. They thought that even if the natives possessed some strength, they couldn't be too powerful. But they never expected to encounter such a terrifying being.
Fortunately, the being ultimately spared their lives.
Night fell.
Zheng Tu had a splitting headache, as if his head was about to crack open. The lingering feeling of muddleheadedness and the strong smell of alcohol persisted, even after sleeping until now.
"Someone, water…"
A follower hurriedly handed him water.
He took the water and gulped it down, then looked around. He was in an unfamiliar place.
"Where is this?"
The follower replied, "Master, this is on a mountain a hundred miles from Tianchi. We were worried that a powerful enemy might attack you while you were asleep, so we hid here."
"Hmm, bring me a jug of wine to sober up." Zheng Tu was accustomed to drinking some wine after getting drunk to dispel the alcohol. The feeling was very comfortable. After waiting for a while, the wine still hadn't arrived, and he couldn't help but get angry. "What's going on? Do you dare disobey my orders?"
"Master, all the wine has been… finished." The follower wiped the sweat from his forehead. Honestly, they drank so much that it frightened them. They were afraid that the two, in their drunken state, might suddenly become murderous and attack them. Such things had happened before; some powerful individuals, in a drunken rage, would indiscriminately kill those around them, fueled by the alcohol.
"All finished?"
Zheng Tu frowned, not quite believing it. He had brought so much wine, enough for his entire trip, but now they were saying it was all gone? How much did they drink?
"Yes, all fifty jars are completely empty. Not a single one is left." The follower said.
Holy crap!
Hearing this, Zheng Tu nearly exploded. He had vague memories of indeed drinking a lot, but he didn't expect to drink so much. Honestly, if these weren't his followers, he wouldn't have believed them.
"This matter is not to be spoken of."
"Do you hear me?"
He warned his followers. If anyone dared to speak of it, he would definitely not be polite. To him, this was a very shameful matter. If others found out, it would be too embarrassing.
"Yes."
The followers responded.
How could they dare disobey?
Far away.
In a deserted place.
Painful groans could be heard.
Looking closely, a figure lay there, in a rather bad state.
Zhuang Xiao hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
At the time, he hadn't even reacted to what was happening. He only felt a shockwave sweep over him, and then he was blown into the sky, completely losing consciousness.
It wasn't until now that he gradually regained awareness.
Zhuang Xiao looked at his surroundings. It was unfamiliar; he didn't know where he was. What worried him most now was the fear of encountering danger. In his current state, if he encountered danger, it would be difficult to escape.
"Elder, are you there?"
There was no response.
It seemed the situation was dire.
"Sigh, I didn't expect to encounter such a guy. Where did he even come from?"
Zhuang Xiao got up, dragging his body, and slowly walked towards the distance. This place wasn't suitable for staying; he needed to leave first and find the elder to discuss what to do next.
He still didn't know that the elder had been obliterated, reduced to ashes, not even a scrap left. Just thinking about it was terrifying, but he was still unaware.
It was the only thing to be thankful for.
July 23rd!
The weather was decent, the temperature outside wasn't low.
Inside the house.
The air conditioner hummed.
They lay on the bed, enjoying the coolness of the room, feeling very content. After returning last night, Old Zhang immediately smelled the strong alcohol on Lin Fan.
"So comfortable," Lin Fan said.
Old Zhang said, "I feel very comfortable too."
The evil rooster squatted there. Compared to the hot and humid weather outside, he preferred to stay in the cool room.
As an undercover agent, he always felt something was wrong.
To be honest,
His purpose in staying with these two foolish humans was to obtain useful information and then transmit it back, becoming a hero in the eyes of the evil beings. But now, damn it, he hadn't gotten a single piece of useful information.
He never doubted his abilities.
I am definitely a qualified, brave undercover agent.
Just as the evil rooster was about to close his eyes and rest for a while,
He suddenly noticed the expressions of the two foolish humans change, becoming serious.
Lin Fan got up and said, "Old Zhang, it's time for us to go on patrol."
"Yes, that's our job." Old Zhang replied.
The two looked at each other.
They smiled slightly.
They were diligent people. As employees of the special department, they had to do their job well every day. This was their responsibility, and they had to fulfill it perfectly.
"Hen, let's go."
Lin Fan led the hen outside.
The evil rooster cursed inwardly, You dog, going out in this heat, what the hell.
But… as an undercover agent, he always knew that undercover agents had no dignity.
Outside.
"The sun is so hot." Lin Fan raised his hand and looked at the sky.
Old Zhang said, "Lin Fan, the sun is supposed to be hot."
"Is it?"
"Yes."
The two chatted briefly, as if discussing something very important.
The evil rooster felt very uncomfortable; his feathers were a bit thick.
Uncomfortable.
There weren't many pedestrians on the street. Some people held umbrellas, and others were fully armed, obviously afraid of the annoying sunlight tanning their snow-white skin.
"Let's go, let's patrol."
In this city that had once been plagued by evil beings, they were like guardians walking in the light, not only helping others but also dealing with evil beings, protecting the safety of the city.
If it weren't for Lin Fan,
Yanhai City would have been destroyed long ago.
The Evil Cockroach Demon disaster.
The Demon God disaster.
These were all catastrophes that were difficult to withstand.
A shady area up ahead was quite lively, with many children gathered around, laughter occasionally erupting.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang were attracted by the scene, their expressions curious.
Let's go take a look.
It turned out that a middle-aged man was performing with a monkey, drawing cheers. Lin Fan and Old Zhang enjoyed watching, finding the monkey very clever, just like their hen, as if it could understand human speech.
The evil rooster smelled the scent and realized that the monkey in front of him was a fellow being.
How could this be?
He was shocked. As an evil being, even if miserable, it shouldn't have fallen to this point.
The performing evil monkey also sensed the evil rooster's aura and squeaked, its meaning clear.
Wait until my performance is over.
The evil rooster was flabbergasted.
Acting like you're enjoying this kind of life, you're an evil being.
You're completely disgracing our fellow evil beings.
Shameful.
After a while.
The performance ended.
Lin Fan watched happily.
The middle-aged man smiled, "Thank you, thank you."
The onlookers who had enjoyed the show put money into the box. Some gave, while others just left after watching; they were just there for the fun, watching was fine, but they had no money to give.
"Old Zhang, do you have any money?" Lin Fan asked.
He didn't have a single cent on him; his pockets were empty. Since leaving the青山 Mental Hospital, apart from borrowing money from others a few times, he hadn't had a penny to his name. If you were to ask who was the poorest in this world, he, Lin Fan, could definitely be ranked.
Old Zhang touched his pockets, turned them out, and spread his hands. "I don't have any either."
Perhaps it was true.
Only two people who were truly poor to a certain extent could become such good friends.
"He performed wonderfully, we should give him some money, but it's a pity." Lin Fan felt very regretful, somewhat sorry for the man's hard work. As long as someone's efforts brought joy, they should be given a little reward.
The middle-aged man overheard their conversation.
The man looked at the two in surprise, thinking, They're already quite old, how can they be so broke?
Not to mention anything else, even he, who performed on the streets with a monkey, was already quite miserable, but he could still take out a thousand or so yuan.
"It's okay, as long as you enjoyed watching, money or not doesn't matter." The man said with a smile.
When you're out and about, you can't be stingy, your heart must be broad. These two had already emptied their pockets to this extent; what was there not to believe that they were truly poor?
"You and your monkey performed wonderfully, I should give you something, but my friend and I really don't have any money." Lin Fan said.
For the first time, he felt that not having money was a bad thing.
At this point, the show was over, and the onlookers who had gathered to watch the fun dispersed.
"It's okay, money or not doesn't matter. Your pet seems to have a connection with my monkey. Look at them staring at each other, just like old friends." The middle-aged man said with a chuckle.
Lin Fan looked at the hen. It was indeed as the man said, the hen and the monkey were staring at each other, and occasionally clucking and squeaking.
As if they were communicating.
"Do you know where our fellow beings are?"
"I don't know."
"How did you end up performing on the streets? Do you still remember that you're an evil being? How can we, as evil beings, do such a thing? I just watched, you really have no dignity at all."
"Aren't you being led around by a human with a rope?"
"I'm undercover. I'm an evil hero. Show me some respect."
"He's very good to me. He bought me an outfit, the same one that the Monkey King wore. I'm living a good life now."
"You're an evil being…"
"I have the same outfit as the Monkey King."
"You should be like me, doing something for our fellow beings. They need a hero."
"The Monkey King's outfit looks great. He promised me that when we save enough money, he'll buy me a golden cudgel."
"You…"
"I'm very happy."
The evil rooster was almost driven to explode on the spot.
"You're not worthy of being an evil being. You've disgraced us all. I, the evil rooster, disdain to be associated with you."
"You're the evil rooster, aren't you a traitor?"
Evil Rooster: ???
What are you talking about? Are you insulting me?