Chapter 101 Idiot in Love

The system felt that there was something fishy going on between the host and the evil god, as if they were playing a guessing game. The data was confused for a moment before it asked, "What does the evil god want to confess to you?"

Fu Ning sighed, "Little system, you have been getting more and more confused recently. Chongshan will explain it himself later, you just need to listen."

The system feels that it is now an outsider. It used to be on the same side as Fu Ning, but ever since the evil god woke up, it has felt that the host's heart is getting further and further away from it.

It said aggrievedly: "Boss, how about you reveal a little bit?"

Fu Ning said: "From my perspective, looking at Chongshan, do you think his back looks familiar, like someone?"

The system was stunned. After all, the resource library was rich. "You're not talking about Song Jinghe? Are they the same person?"

Fu Ning nodded and said, "Yes."

The system digested this matter and analyzed the data based on this premise. "Perhaps the Soul Gathering Lamp also sucked Song Jinghe's body into the evil god's body? So the two people merged into one."

In fact, Fu Ning also thought so, but he still had to wait for Chongshan to say it himself.

Chongshan was busy in the kitchen for an incense stick of time. He turned around and saw Fu Ning still behind him. His eyes softened immediately. He held two plates in his hands and said, "Go inside and wait. The smell of firewood is too strong here."

He didn't even ask him to help get the remaining plate, and really didn't let him help at all. Fu Ning felt a little guilty this time and helped him carry the dishes out.

Chongshan returned to the kitchen and prepared two meals. He placed chopsticks in front of Fu Ning and sat opposite her. "Eat first, and we'll talk after you're done."

Fu Ning had already picked up a chicken leg without any hesitation, "Just eat and talk. I'm not that particular. I can't talk while eating."

Chongshan looked at the piece of meat in her bowl, his eyes dimmed, and he pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat after I finish talking."

Fu Ning chewed on a bone and said vaguely, "I will be so angry that I will eat three bowls of rice."

Chongshan forced a smile, but his uneasy heart did not get better because of Fu Ning's joke. Instead, he became even more panicked. He finally said with difficulty: "Actually... the Song Jinghe you are with is me."

Fu Ning chewed the brittle bones without any surprise, "I guessed it, but I don't know why you guys wanted to kill someone. Is it because of the soul-gathering lamp?"

Chongshan shook his head and told the story of how his soul broke through the seal, reached the fairy mountain, killed Song Jinghe, and took over his body. He carefully observed Fu Ning's face and found that she was eating very calmly. Finally, he concluded, "So it wasn't Song Jinghe that I was in contact with. It was you from the beginning?"

Chongshan nodded slowly, waiting for Fu Ning to lose his temper with him or beat him up, but anything would be fine as long as he didn't leave him.

Fu Ning put down the bowl. The sound of the bottom of the bowl hitting the table was not loud, but it seemed to hit Chongshan's heart, shocking him.

"So why didn't you tell me earlier? It's fun to see me sad for you, isn't it?" Fu Ning asked, gritting her teeth. She was sad that she had killed Song Jinghe. When she went to his tombstone to pay her respects, Chongshan was by her side and didn't tell her a word.

Chongshan was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you hate me."

"Why would I hate you?" Fu Ning asked with raised eyebrows.

Chongshan said, "I poisoned you, made you angry, and harmed the people around you. It will be difficult for me to ask for your forgiveness."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Fu Ning nodded. Strangely, when he brought up the things that made her angry again, she didn't feel angry at all. Maybe it was because Chongshan confessed that his purpose of going to Yanshan was to resurrect himself, so her anger disappeared.

Logically speaking, Song Jinghe poisoned her and she faked her death in front of him, so the two of them should be even. However, Fu Ningke was not going to forgive Chongshan so easily. She ate with a good appetite, "You try and beg for my forgiveness. There is still a lot of time."

Chongshan raised his head with a gleam in his eyes and looked at Fu Ning, "How about I take a pill of death."

Fu Ning held him down, “Stop it, if you want to please me, it would be more practical to feed Shen Hengfeng a Death Pill.”

When mentioning this person, Chongshan's eyes turned cold, "We must kill him this time."

"Okay." Fu Ning finally had a good meal with the familiar taste of the food. She really ate three bowls of rice. Chongshan was worried that she might not be able to digest what she ate.

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After Chongshan confessed his identity, the two of them became closer. Afterwards, when Fu Ning was preparing the elixir she would take during her retreat, Su Zimei, who had been forgotten by her, came to her house when she was free and said, "It's boring to stay in this demon world. I don't have many friends, no one to talk to, and there's nothing to play with."

Fu Ning put the refined pills into the box one by one and asked, "What did you do in the fairy mountain before?"

Su Zimei said, "Oh, there are so many activities, such as Cuju, Touhu, listening to music and watching operas. Sometimes we also go to Linxian Town to watch acrobatics and cockfighting."

Fu Ning glanced at her and said, "Yes, you spend a lot of time eating, drinking and having fun all day long, right? You can't even break the cycle formation."

Su Zimei suddenly felt like she was being scolded by her teacher and lowered her head dejectedly.

"I've asked Chongshan to find a teacher for you. You can't fall behind in your studies." Fu Ning said, "But you can also find someone here to play with you in the entertainment activities you mentioned."

Su Zimei's brain was indeed not very smart, but she had already figured out who was the boss here. Even the Demon Lord had to listen to Fu Ning. With her approval, she could have fun.

Fu Ning nodded her head and said, "Study hard and don't be worse than me in formation, okay?"

Su Zimei said at once: "I am stronger than you now."

Fu Ning sneered and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Su Zimei had never heard that Fu Ning could draw a formation, so she said confidently, "Let's have a competition."

Fu Ning kindly reminded her, "Everyone who competed with me lost."

Su Zimei said: "Absolutely impossible."

Fu Ning liked her confidence very much. "How about we draw the most basic teleportation array, teleporting from my yard to your yard."

"That's not easy." Su Zimei agreed immediately, "It can be done within an hour."

"Okay." Fu Ning nodded. She could finish drawing such a simple formation in half an hour. She first drew the teleportation entrance of the formation in her own room, and then went to Su Zimei's yard to draw the arrival formation. Su Zimei saw that she drew the formation very well and very quickly, so she speeded up and drew a teleportation formation in a daze.

In less than an hour, both of them finished drawing the formation. Su Zimei suggested: "Let's go into the opponent's formation and test it out."

Fu Ningke didn't dare to leave her, and said, "Let's go on our own first and see if there are any problems."

Su Zimei pouted, "Okay."

She walked towards the formation and was suddenly bounced out by a force. Her forehead was red and tears came out. Fu Ning laughed unscrupulously, "It seems that this formation does not welcome you."

Su Zimei said angrily, "Maybe there's something wrong with the drawing. Let me check it again."

Fu Ning said: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Su Zimei fiddled with it on the ground for another half an hour, and finally said, "Okay, you go in first this time."

Fu Ning stepped into her own formation and appeared in Su Zimei's yard, waiting for her to come over. However, she waited and waited but no one showed up. She suspected that there was something wrong with her formation again, so she returned to her own yard and found that Su Zimei was not there either.

Her heart skipped a beat, wondering if Su Zimei would be killed by the formation she had drawn.

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On the other side, Su Zimei saw Fu Ning disappear and walked into her formation again. This time he didn't knock her out. She stepped into an unfamiliar house. The layout of this house was completely opposite to hers. It was obviously not her own house.

Where is she? She can reach places where there are no formations. It seems that she really has some talent.

At this time, she heard some noise in the inner room, walked in, and saw a young man soaking in the bathtub, with only half of his back exposed. His back was quite white and smooth, but there were several very fresh scars on it.

In fact, Su Zimei likes scars other than those on her face because they make people feel that there are stories behind them.

The boy said without looking back: "I said I don't need anyone to wait on me."

"Who wants to serve you?" Su Zimei said with a smile.

Qian Youfu turned around immediately after hearing the sound, splashing out all the water in the bucket, and said in shock: "Miss Su...Miss Su, why are you in my room?"

Su Zimei watched his face turn red in an instant, and he even stuttered when he spoke. She really had no interest in this young boy, so she said listlessly, "It's you. I went the wrong way."

She walked out of the yard and saw Qian Youfu, who didn't even have time to wipe his hair. He ran after her with water dripping from his face and said, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Su Zimei glanced at him and easily noticed that the boy liked her. However, the boy was about the same height as her and had a childish face. He was really not her type. Even if she was hungry, she would not choose such an immature child. So she said impatiently, "Are you sick? I'm going back to my yard."

Qian Youfu stopped in dismay and wiped his dripping hair with his sleeve.

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Su Zimei returned to her yard and saw Fu Ning sitting on the recliner in her yard with his eyes squinted. "If you don't come back, I'm going to fall asleep."

Fu Ning had the little maid in Su Zimei's yard to testify, so he was not afraid that she would deny it. She won the game so easily. She had never seen a worse formation master than Su Zimei. She thought about it and came up with a candidate.

When Chongshan came to have dinner with Fu Ning in the evening, she told him her idea. Chongshan said incredulously, "You want me to teach Su Zimei?"

Fu Ning nodded. "You are better than the teachers in the Twelve Immortal Mountains in formation techniques. Teach her when you are free. I don't believe she won't learn."

"Fu Ning." Chongshan called out her name with difficulty, "You really don't care about me at all."

"What does this have to do with whether I care about you or not?" Fu Ning asked puzzledly.

"You are about to go into seclusion, but you gave another woman to me and asked me to teach her the art of formation. Aren't you afraid that I will fall in love with someone else while we are together?"

Fu Ning was stunned for a moment, "I believe you won't." Besides, if they really like each other, she would not interfere. Chongshan doesn't belong to her, and it is not her decision who he likes.

Chongshan was not happy because of her trust. Instead, he finished the meal in a depressed mood and left without saying anything.

Fu Ning was still wondering why he was in a bad mood, and the system couldn't stand it anymore, "Boss, what the evil god needs is your attitude, not your trust."

"What's my attitude?" Fu Ning asked puzzledly, "Isn't my complete trust in him enough?"

"He needs you to be jealous, and needs you to show that you care about him!"

Fu Ning was surprised. "Is this what you want to do? Is my suggestion wrong?"

The system discovered that its host was an idiot in love.

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Sister Fu scratched her head. It was too complicated and she couldn't understand it.