"Sigh! Troublesome matters, one after another," the one-eyed man lamented.
He wanted to have a conversation with Old Master Xu. Yanhai City's current situation had already surpassed Xia Du. Why not make Yanhai City the capital of Longguo?
It seemed fitting.
If Old Master Xu knew, he would definitely be furious. "Lin Fan is yours, fine, but you also want to snatch the title of capital? I'll fight you to the death!"
What he was currently thinking about was the matter of the perfect gene.
There wasn't any substantial content.
Guo Xin had only mentioned it casually back then and hadn't elaborated, which resulted in a lack of resources to find more content related to the 'perfect gene'.
Several days later!
October 16th!
The weather was clear and partly cloudy, the temperature moderate, not too cold.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang were preparing to go out on patrol as usual.
Recently,
Yao Ji often brought her younger sister to see Lin Fan. It seemed like nothing, but for some reason, Lin Fan always felt that Yao Ji's gaze towards him was a bit strange.
He thought of a common line from movies:
Great kindness can only be repaid...
By pledging one's body...
He was a married man. He couldn't let his wife feel that he had a problem, or that he was fickle, easily charmed. So, he proactively distanced himself from Yao Ji.
He wasn't afraid of hurting her feelings with this action.
After all, they weren't very familiar.
If they were familiar, he would invite her to the teahouse, chat with her over tea, and tell her, "What you're doing is very wrong. You should cherish your good friend Mu Qing, and don't tempt me. My resolve is firm, and I won't be swayed by any temptation."
At this moment,
Liu Ying walked in from outside, holding a full cup of milk tea, not a single sip taken. The security guard smiled at Liu Ying. Now, Liu Ying had a full head of hair, a stark contrast to his previous appearance.
Handsome!
And expensive!
Just the shampoo alone was a considerable expense. Having experienced baldness, he knew how precious a full head of hair was and was willing to spend a fortune on hair care.
"Morning!"
"Morning!"
Liu Ying nodded at the security guard, greeting him.
Yesterday, the one-eyed man held a meeting, explaining that the current situation was unfavorable for them. The Buddhist scriptures brought back from Putuo Mountain had already been translated into many ancient secret manuals. Members who graduated from the Buddhist Academy could choose suitable manuals to cultivate.
The scene had been boisterous at the time, with the excitement coming entirely from the Buddhist Academy members.
Members from the Maoshan, Taoist, and Medical Academies were expressionless. It wasn't that they were emotionless, but facing this situation, they were truly envious and jealous.
Why was it only for the Buddhists?
Were their Maoshan and Taoist traditions not worthy?
"It seems I can only rely on myself."
Liu Ying desperately wanted to become stronger, but cultivating slowly meant he didn't know when he would reach his desired level. Therefore, to become stronger, he could only take shortcuts.
And this shortcut was the ginseng he dreamt of day and night.
Suddenly,
His eyes lit up.
He saw Lin Fan and Old Zhang coming out.
When Liu Ying saw them, he appeared very excited, waving at them. He then jogged over, his gaze fixated on the ginseng. Riding on the demonic rooster, Ginseng felt a strange gaze fixed on him.
Perhaps it was an illusion.
Or perhaps not.
After all, there were few existences as outstanding as him.
Lin Fan waved back at Liu Ying.
Suddenly,
Just as Liu Ying reached Lin Fan, as if his footing wasn't steady, he spilled all the milk tea onto Ginseng. Ginseng, who had just been full of vigor, froze.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped. I didn't expect it to slip," Liu Ying exclaimed, his acting quite good. His facial expressions were in place, and there were no problems with the details.
Ginseng was now drenched.
Liu Ying hurriedly said, "Let me take you to take a bath."
His ultimate goal was to take Ginseng to bathe. Having not drunk Ginseng bathwater for a long time, he was full of anticipation.
Ginseng looked at Liu Ying and saw right through him. He splashed me to take me to bathe and drink my bathwater. If you want to drink it, just say so. I'd even let you pee on me. But there's no need to make me like this.
Forget it.
Regarding this situation, Ginseng didn't want to say a word.
"Go take a bath quickly. I think he didn't do it on purpose," Lin Fan said, taking the initiative to defend Liu Ying. It was just a small matter, and Ginseng clearly didn't take it to heart.
Ginseng nodded, pulling the rope around the demonic rooster's neck. With a gentle tug, the demonic rooster knew what to do and turned towards the bathroom.
It was clearly used to this situation.
Just like an obedient person, you pat their bottom, and they know to kneel.
As for disobedient people, they'll grumble, "Why are you hitting me?"
This was the difference, an insurmountable gap.
Lin Daoming, standing on the second floor, would observe Ginseng whenever he had time. Seeing Liu Ying pour milk tea on Ginseng and succeed, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It seemed he had to think of something.
Normal waiting definitely wouldn't do.
He could only take an unconventional approach.
Like laxatives?
Make Ginseng have diarrhea?
Then he could consume it frantically.
But thinking about it, it seemed unreliable. Ginseng was a treasure, the supreme medicine, and ordinary laxatives probably wouldn't have any effect.
He could only continue pondering.
If Ginseng knew that so many people were eyeing him covetously, he would definitely walk with his legs clamped together nervously, not daring to be the least bit careless. It was too dangerous; they wouldn't even spare a ginseng.
Soon,
Ginseng came out, riding the demonic rooster. The hen had become a town-level chicken, a force to be reckoned with even in the human world.
Liu Ying didn't accompany him.
Instead, he was in the bathroom, cupping the bathwater in his hands and guzzling it down. The volume was a bit large, and there was a milk tea flavor. It tasted a bit off, easily making one nauseous.
But for the sake of becoming stronger, what else could he do? Even if it was incredibly disgusting, he had to force himself to drink it.
On the street,
Ginseng's body exuded fragrance. The human shower gel was quite good. After lathering and rinsing, his whole body was clean, emitting bursts of fragrance. Comfortable, truly comfortable.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang chatted idly,
Paying attention to their surroundings. If they encountered someone in need of help, they would help without reservation. The joy of helping others was unimaginable.
Ahead,
Two beautiful figures appeared in the bustling area.
These two women were rare beauties, attracting frequent glances from passersby. Bumping into lampposts was a normal occurrence. Even with girlfriends by their sides, it was difficult to stop them from looking at beautiful women.
"So beautiful."
"Yeah, their ancient costumes are so dashing. I really want to..."
"Want to what?"
"Nothing."
"Nowadays, only two kinds of people wear ancient costumes: cosplayers and members of the Starry Sky Clans. Judging by their temperament, they're not from around here."
The two beauties each had their own unique charm, with alluring figures and fair skin. It felt like water would come out if you pinched them. They met any man's criteria for a partner.
It was often said that choosing a partner depended on "eye affinity."
They said this was very important. If there was no eye affinity, then one shouldn't force things.
But this was all nonsense. What was eye affinity? Eye affinity was whether the other person was handsome or beautiful. As long as they were beautiful or handsome, there was eye affinity.
These two beauties who were turning heads
were the kind of beauties people would be willing to shorten their lifespans to be with.
Their looks were exceptional, and their temperament unique, adding significantly to their appeal.
"Sister, why do the people on this planet keep staring at us?"
"We're too beautiful, right?"
"Sister, you're so confident."
Their appearance injected boundless vitality into the street. Many passersby took out their phones to take pictures, posting them on their social media and telling their friends:
Oh my god, stunning beauties with amazing looks and temperament spotted!
Walking,
Walking,
Lin Fan passed by the two beauties.
Suddenly,
Space seemed to freeze. Lin Fan and the two beauties stopped simultaneously. He didn't look at the taller beauty but at the other one.
Their eyes met.
Lin Fan's expression changed from brief astonishment to disbelief. He blurted out,
"Xiao Xiao..."
He found that the girl he had just passed by really resembled Xiao Xiao.
She had accompanied him for a long time.
She was the only other woman besides his wife whose love for him had truly touched his heart. He had always controlled himself, telling himself that he wasn't a scumbag.
Han Xiao Xiao looked at Lin Fan, and a scene flashed through her mind.
That's right.
She had a dream, a dream she shared with her sister. Although it was a bit hazy, some things remained in her mind. This man looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. Damn it, why was her heart beating so fast? Could this be the feeling of love at first sight?
While she was pondering these things,
Lin Fan's actions nearly made Han Xiao Xiao jump.
"Wow, Xiao Xiao, you really came! You said that if there was an afterlife, you would come find me. You really came to find me." Lin Fan lifted Han Xiao Xiao and spun her around, making her head dizzy.
Lin Fan covered Han Xiao Xiao's face with his hands, squeezing her cheeks and pushing her lips into the shape of a flower.
"How did you find me?" Lin Fan was very excited. After a hundred years, this girl hadn't changed at all. Just like Xiao Xiao herself had said, she was full of youthful vitality.
"Let go of my sister!"
A furious shout rang out.
Han Yan was so angry that her forehead was steaming. She lashed out with a roundhouse kick, which landed on Lin Fan's waist with a bang.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out.
Han Yan, who had angrily kicked Lin Fan, had a domineering and handsome posture, like a female war god descending. But the moment she kicked Lin Fan, her pupils suddenly dilated.
"Ah!"
She cried out in pain.
Han Yan crouched on the ground, clutching her leg, her forehead covered in cold sweat from the pain.
"It's broken, my leg is broken."
"Sister!" Han Xiao Xiao broke free and ran to her sister's side, asking what had happened.
Lin Fan came to Han Yan. "Are you alright?"
He knew Han Yan had always been against him, seemingly disliking him. But whether she liked him or not was her business. All he could do was take care of himself.
"You, go to hell!" Han Yan clenched her fist and punched Lin Fan in the chest.
Crack!
Her finger bones fractured.
Han Yan opened her mouth, wanting to cry out from the pain, but she held back. It really hurt.