"Is anyone around?" Li Changzhou asked the little radish on his shoulder.

"No, but a lot of people are coming," Little Radish replied.

Li Changzhou rolled the stone bench under his feet, took out his phone, and sent a message to Wang Donghua.

Brother Donghua, could you please check who has visited my courtyard recently?

--immediately.

Wang Donghua replied instantly.

It's not because we value Li Changzhou that much; he's practically a computer or himself now, so his reaction speed is naturally quite fast.

Li Changzhou found a photo on his phone, his body turned into oil paint, and he disappeared from the ruins before the Special Operations Bureau arrived.

He didn't go to Italy to find Aferona. Although it was impossible, before confirming who did it, the other person could also be the murderer.

Li Changzhou now trusts no one except Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia, ​​not even Wang Donghua, whom he asked for help.

France.

Eight o'clock at night, Paris, on the banks of the Seine.

Oil paint gushed out from a secluded spot by the river, while the Eiffel Tower in the distance glowed a translucent golden hue, and sightseeing elevators went up and down.

"Tell me if there's any danger." Li Changzhou stuffed the little radish into his coat pocket.

"Hmm." Little Radish clung to the edge of the pocket, his big, cartoon-like eyes looking left and right with great curiosity.

Li Changzhou left the corner and walked onto the dimly lit street.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves, which had been left unswept, forming a golden avenue. The soles of shoes rubbed against the leaves, making a soft rustling sound.

Li Changzhou bought baguettes and cakes at a bakery on the street that accepts Alipay and WeChat.

My phone rang when I was paying the bill.

—I've sent you the videos and materials. Feel free to contact me if you need any help.

Thanks.

--polite.

Li Changzhou, carrying a paper bag containing baguettes and bread, walked out of the store and disappeared into oil paint at the street corner.

Mexico.

10:00 AM, Northwest Frontier, Tijuana, Revolution Avenue.

Li Changzhou "borrowed" some money and bought corn tortillas, Crowley beer, and burritos.

Inside the shop, I looked at a travel photo of the shop owner, which turned into oil paint and disappeared as he turned away.

Türkiye.

8 PM, Cappadocia.

The scene before me resembled a forest of stone pillars, with countless pillars stretching as far as the eye could see, creating a unique landscape reminiscent of the surface of the moon.

When you think of Türkiye, you think of Turkish kebabs and hot air balloons, and Cappadocia is the perfect place to go hot air ballooning.

If you search for hot air balloons on your phone, you can usually see photos taken here—giant, colorful hot air balloons in the sky, and a lunar-like landscape on the ground.

Li Changzhou bought some barbecue and went to a viewing platform before letting Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia come out.

The four of them ate while watching the videos and materials sent by Wang Donghua.

“A group of foreign mercenaries.” Yang Qinglan flipped through the documents.

"Brother, where is this?" Li Qianxia asked, munching on a cornbread and gazing at the "lunar landscape" in the night.

“Turkey,” Li Changzhou said, “to send a group of mercenaries to assassinate us, and to pay such a high price, they must be extraordinary people.”

"Yes, and Wang Donghua's file does not contain these people's entry applications. In addition, they have teleportation skills, and we just offended them today, so we cannot rule out their suspicion."

"Have Wang Donghua and Aferona keep an eye out for them and pinpoint their location. We'll go visit them directly to say hello," Li Changzhou said.

"I'm most skeptical of the Evangelicals, but we'd better start practicing first—"

"Burp~~~" Little Radish put down his beer, picked up the wrap that looked just like his body, and started eating it seriously.

Yang Qinglan looked away from her and met Li Changzhou's gaze; both of them couldn't help but smile.

The tension and gloom surrounding the assassination attempt have largely dissipated.

"I'll take you to Tokyo, and then we'll go to romantic Türkiye together~" Li Qianxia was taking a selfie, holding a Mexican burrito in her hand.

She didn't care about assassination attempts; she just listened to her brother and Qinglan.

After finishing their late-night snack, the four returned to their honey pot world.

After returning from 1880, they went to Tokyo and should have had a good night's rest, but the sudden attack made them unable to sleep.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan sat together, deep within the branches of a tree the width of a road, cultivating the "Yin Yang Twin Snakes".

What are Yin and Yang?

Simply put, men are yang, women are yin; daytime is yang, nighttime is yin; the sky is yang, the earth is yin; the sun is yang, the moon is yin.

Strength is Yang, weakness is Yin; attack is Yang, defense is Yin; health is Yang, gentleness is Yin; initiative is Yang, passivity is Yin; action is Yang, thought is Yin.

"In philosophy, Yin and Yang refer to two aspects of a thing, such as movement and stillness, up and down, left and right, surface and interior, phenomenon and essence, etc.," Yang Qinglan explained her views on Yin and Yang.

Li Changzhou also shared his understanding.

It took the two of them a great deal of thought and a full use of their imagination to understand even a tiny bit of the "Yin Yang Double Snakes".

But that's enough for the beginning.

Sitting cross-legged facing each other, Li Changzhou visualized the chaotic yang snake, while Yang Qinglan visualized the chaotic yin snake.

Gradually, the auras of the two became purer. Li Changzhou had no yin energy left, and Yang Qinglan had no yang energy left.

Yin cannot grow alone, Yang cannot be born alone, and there is no earth without heaven. The situation of these two people is impossible in any person, thing, phenomenon, or even psychology.

Men need yin energy, and women need yang energy; everything has another side.

The two began to slowly walk towards death.

Just then, they sensed each other's presence.

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