The two of them went inside and looked around. The furniture was simple but clean, and the bedding in their respective rooms was also clean and brand new.

Lin Zhiluo nodded in satisfaction: "That's perfect."

Lin Zhilu dragged her suitcase into the room, just as two staff members walked in.

"Are Mr. Qi and Ms. Lin here?"

Lin Zhilu came out of her room, and Qi Zhiyang had already taken off his coat.

Lin Zhiluo saw his well-defined arms and thought, "Wow, he's obviously a trained fighter."

"What's the matter?" Two staff members were followed by a camera.

They also had a basket in their hands.

A staff member said with a smile, "According to the program team's requirements, in addition to clothes, all teachers must hand over the cosmetics and food in their suitcases."

Lin Zhilu asked in confusion, "I can understand handing over food, but why do I have to hand over cosmetics too?"

"That's what the director asked us to do, we don't understand it either, hahaha." The staff member chuckled awkwardly.

They wouldn't have done such a thankless task if the director hadn't given them an extra bonus.

Lin Zhiluo turned around and went back to her room. The staff thought she didn't want to cooperate when they saw her like this.

The group of people wore long faces, wondering what to do. The artist wasn't cooperating, and they couldn't force the artist to cooperate.

The two exchanged a glance. "Why don't we contact the director now?"

Qi Zhiyang looked at the two of them looking distressed and said nothing. He only knew that the two of them knew nothing about Lin Zhiluo.

Lin Zhilu took out her two suitcases and opened them.

This box is full of my clothes. She patted the clothes to prove that there were no snack plastic bags inside.

I opened another suitcase, and there were clothes again, but the other half was full of snacks.

She thought for a moment, took out a bag of spicy strips, opened it and ate it on the spot, and then gestured to the staff to clean up the rest.

"Remember to return them to me after the show ends, okay? I'll remember them all, not a single one can be missing." She looked at her snacks with reluctance.

"Teacher Lin, where are your cosmetics?"

"I didn't bring it," Lin Zhiluo said.

Ji Yuanzhou, standing at the door, rolled his eyes. He hadn't brought anything; he hadn't brought anything at all.

However, he didn't expose his own artist because he cared about his image.

"Okay." The staff learned from the production team that Lin Zhiluo only had two suitcases and that she hadn't hidden any cosmetics.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Teacher Lin."

The two were surprised that they had completed half of the task so quickly.

Seeing that Lin Zhiluo had finished packing, Qi Zhiyang opened his own suitcase, which contained nothing but clothes.

The staff member smiled and said, "Then we won't disturb you two any longer. However, at 11:30 a.m., the production team has prepared a feast for everyone in the village square. You are welcome to come and enjoy it."

Lin Zhilu nodded; she would definitely get through this.

Just as she was struggling to carry her suitcase back, Qi Zhiyang stepped forward and carried Lin Zhiluo's suitcase back with one in each hand.

Lin Zhilu remained silent. She looked weak now, but she was incredibly strong in her past life, and she would return to that level in this life.

"Thank you, Mr. Qi." Her suitcase was placed discreetly by the door.

Qi Zhiyang removed his microphone; at this moment, only the two of them were in the room.

He stepped forward and removed Lin Zhiluo's microphone; their live stream only showed the scene in the courtyard.

Cen Qi looked at the director with satisfaction; the boss had just asked him to switch the live stream to a different location for a while.

The boss must have something to say to Lin Zhiluo. He really wants to know what the boss wants to say to Master Lin, what their relationship is, and the boss's feelings for Master Lin are very complicated.

"Mr. Qi, is there anything I can help you with?" She took a step back, wondering why Qi Zhiyang had suddenly taken her microphone.

"Luo Luo, don't you recognize your senior brother?" he said softly.

When she met Lin Zhiluo, she knew that the Lin Zhiluo who was telling fortunes in the live broadcast room was her junior sister Lin Zhiluo.

Lin Zhiluo's eyes widened: "You!"

"I was reborn in this world. Back then, when our sect fought against the demons, we weren't the only ones who managed to survive."

"Senior Brother!" Lin Zhilu grabbed Qi Zhiyang's hand. "You mean I might still run into my senior sister, junior sister, and junior brother?"

"Yes." Qi Zhiyang smiled slightly. They could be considered to have met old friends in a foreign land. "I just wonder which little world they went to."

"It's good that you're alive." Lin Zhiluo's eyes were red, and then she hugged Qi Zhiyang tightly. "It's so good that you're alive, Senior Brother."

Qi Zhiyang patted her on the back: "I'm sorry, I'm only coming to see you now because of personal reasons."

Before Qi Zhiyang took charge of the Qi family, many people were not convinced by his rule, and problems always arose around him.

He could tell that Lin Zhiluo, who had just transmigrated, was not well integrated with her body and soul, and was on the verge of death.

If he had gone to find Lin Zhiluo then, those around her who wanted to cause trouble would have gone after her, and who knows, her life, which she had barely managed to save, might have been lost again.

Lin Zhiluo released Qi Zhiyang: "It's so great to meet my senior brother alive again."

Qi Zhiyang felt a little regretful that Lin Zhiluo didn't continue to hold him. He lowered his eyes. In his previous life, the only thing he regretted before he perished was that he hadn't told her his feelings.

He was determined to make her feel it in this lifetime, and to tell her it in person.

Qi Zhiyang put the microphone on her: "We're with the production team now. If you disappear for too long, people will talk about you."

Qi Zhiyang didn't mind that his relationship with Lin Zhiluo was known to everyone, but he understood that Lin Zhiluo was now an artist.

He also understood that Lin Zhiluo needed faith power to improve her cultivation, so he would help Lin Zhiluo get whatever she wanted in this world.

“Okay, Senior Brother,” Lin Zhiluo said.

Qi Zhiyang touched her hair: "It's so strange that you call me Senior Brother now. Just call me Qi Zhiyang like you used to, without any formality."

"Oh, I understand, Qi Zhiyang," Lin Zhiluo said readily.

The two happily recognized each other as family, and then went back to their respective rooms before the camera returned to the room.

Lin Zhilu patted her cheeks, unsure how to describe her feelings: happy and at ease.

She never expected that Qi Zhiyang was actually her senior brother. In the sect, she had always felt that her senior brother was the most reliable.

After coming into this world, she sometimes felt lost about the future, and she even wondered what would happen if she couldn't go back.

Now that her senior brother still exists in this world, her confusion about the future instantly vanished. All she needs to do now is collect merit and faith power.

When the camera pans to Lin Zhiluo, she is seen happily tidying up the room, seemingly unaware that their house is the worst among the four of them. Viewers can't expect her to throw a tantrum.