Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Above was a cave entrance several dozen feet away, below were terrifyingly sharp wooden stakes, in front were broken vines, and behind was unknown darkness.

But at this moment, none of that mattered to Zhao Cheng.

He simply raised his hands honestly, one hand on Zhou Nuo's back and the other on his hip, and his lips began to move.

Zhou Nuo quickly pulled away, pressed his knee against Zhao Cheng's stomach, and slapped him across the face.

"You stick out your tongue, you pervert!!"

"I...I'm thirsty!"

Zhao Cheng patted Zhou Nuo's leg and shouted, "Get up, get up, it hurts!"

Zhou Nuo snorted coldly, stood up, turned around, and casually wiped his mouth.

Zhao Cheng rubbed his stomach, but instead of standing up immediately, he shrugged. Seeing that the bag on his back was still there, he felt relieved.

"Xiao Nuo!"

"A Cheng!"

"Xiao Nuo!!"

"A Cheng!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng immediately stood up, took a step forward cautiously, and peeked out from the edge of the rock, waving upwards.

"Yes! We're all still alive!!"

The light at the cave entrance was growing dimmer, indicating that night had arrived.

Zhou Chuan's voice came through: "Are you injured?"

"No!"

Zhou Nuo also said, "Brother! We've found a place to stay, we're safe for now!"

"Don't move! Heroine Yang is stripping the bandits of their clothes. We'll make a rope and lower it down to pull you out!"

"Okay, bro!"

Zhao Cheng, however, gleaned crucial information from Zhou Chuan's words.

Lady Yang?

us?

Tsk tsk!!

They've even told others their surnames; they seem to have a good relationship!

Seeing Zhao Cheng's strange expression, Zhou Nuo couldn't help but recall the scene from earlier and still felt awkward. He awkwardly changed the subject, saying, "You know my name now. What's your name?"

"Zhao Cheng".

"Zhao Cheng? That name sounds familiar... Who exactly are you? And why have you come to Lingshan?"

“I already said that, you bard.”

The edge of the rock was not safe, so Zhao Cheng turned around and walked closer to Zhou Nuo, saying, "I came to Lingshan, naturally to find inspiration so that I can create better works."

Zhou Nuo frowned and said, "Can't you just tell the truth? Would a wandering poet bring such a powerful expert with him on a field trip?"

Zhao Cheng sighed, "I'm telling you, we've already hugged and kissed, why would I lie to you?"

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense once you're up there!!"

"I'm not lying to you, I am a wandering poet. The one above is my sister. Is there a problem with an older sister accompanying her younger brother out for a stroll?"

Suddenly remembering something, Zhao Cheng took off his backpack and said, "You don't believe me? Let me show you what I brought."

Next, Zhao Cheng took out two pieces of calligraphy.

"These are lyrics by Mr. Pu and poems by Jin Yong..."

Upon hearing the name "Master Jin," Zhou Nuo's ears twitched, and he quickly leaned over to look.

"It really is Jin Yong!" Zhou Nuo exclaimed in surprise.

"As a poet, they are all my idols!" Zhao Cheng blurted out, "To be more inspired, I carry their original works with me at all times!"

"An authentic piece...you must be really rich!"

Zhou Nuo's eyes shone as he stroked Jin Yong's words, saying, "Jin Yong's novels are so good! The Red Serpent Fairy... The Condor Hero... The Jade Maiden of the Ancient Tomb..."

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "You also want to become a female knight-errant in Jin Yong's novels?"

Zhou Nuo didn't answer, but instead looked into Zhao Cheng's backpack and asked, "Do you have any handwritten copies of Jin Yong's novels?"

Huh?

Zhao Cheng paused for a moment. Although he didn't have this thing in his bag, it was an idea.

A handwritten copy of a novel, isn't that the original manuscript?

With Jin Yong's current fame, this item could fetch an astronomical price if it were put out!

Zhao Cheng continued rummaging through the bag: "There are no handwritten notebooks, but there are genuine works by Jiu Xian and Cao Bichang."

Zhou Nuo said, "The novels by the Wine Immortal are also very good. Zhao Xunhuan's flying daggers never miss. Apart from being a scumbag, Zhao Xunhuan's martial arts skills are unparalleled."

As they flipped through the pages, a booklet with a cover that exuded an ambiguous atmosphere fell out.

Zhou Nuo picked up the booklet, his brows furrowing. He subconsciously flipped it open and immediately saw a couple.

Turn the page quickly; it's another couple.

Turn the page again, and it's still a couple!

"What is this?!" Zhou Nuo exclaimed in surprise, throwing the booklet to the ground.

Zhao Cheng picked it up and saw that it was Chen Feier's sketchbook.

"This is the first volume of 'Sobbing,' haven't you read it?"

"You... shameless!" Zhou Nuo had lost count of how many times he had blushed, and shouted, "How could I watch such things?!"

“Oh…that’s right, maybe your brother saw it.” Qianqian Xiaoshuang

"My brother won't watch it either!"

"You're a man who doesn't know how to whine and coo, having three wives and four concubines but not getting fertilized. How could your brother not have seen that?"

"What utter nonsense!"

Enraged, Zhou Nuo grabbed Zhao Cheng by the collar and shouted, "Aren't you a bard? How could you be such a... filthy thing?!"

Zhao Cheng said blankly, "I am a bard, that's true, but... I'm also a man..."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng picked up the "Yingyingying" book and held it up in front of Zhou Nuo, saying, "Your brother and sister are making ropes. We're just killing time anyway, why don't we watch it together?"

"I don't want to!!" Zhou Nuo let go and turned to the side.

“Oh…” Zhao Cheng sat down against the stone wall and started flipping through the pages.

Zhou Nuo angrily retorted, "Don't look at this in front of me!!!"

"If you don't want to read it, then don't. What's it to me?" Zhao Cheng deliberately flipped through the pages loudly, praising, "This is good! Wow, this is good too!"

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