"Who are you talking to?"

Xie Lan's curious voice came.

The light of the communication talisman suddenly went out at this moment, obviously the time was up.

Fang Shan was relieved that he didn't have to make up another excuse. He adjusted his expression and turned to face Wei Sushen calmly, "Why did you come out?"

The strategy of changing the subject rarely works on the latter: "Who are you talking to?"

Someone had asked him the same question just a few breaths ago. Fang Shan tried to keep his breathing steady: "A friend I've only known for a short time."

As soon as he said this, he raised his hand and swore, "He is not an evil god."

Wei Sushen saw through the loophole in his words: "He is just someone who has a close relationship with the evil god."

Fang Shan did not deny it and walked back into the room. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that there was nothing to feel guilty about.

Wei Sushen stopped talking at the right time. Perhaps because he was full, he was in a slightly better state than when they met again. He coughed once every three steps instead of three.

Fang Shan heard him cough and subconsciously coughed a few times too, until he received his death stare. He said helplessly, "Coughing is sometimes like laughing; it's contagious."

Wei Sushen: "I've consulted a doctor, and he can't see any problem."

Fang Shan was surprised that he still had money to see a doctor.

Wei Sushen: "Night, small road, hijacking."

He robbed a thief who wanted to steal from a wealthy family. After beating him up, he found out that the thief was so poor that he only had a few taels of silver left.

The only advantage is that this world has restrictions on power. If a cultivator attacks a mortal without reason, he will be wanted. Otherwise, before encountering the system, who knows how many more accidents will happen.

“…”

Fang Shan patted his hand sadly, and took out a few spirit stones and a stack of silver bills.

When it comes to keeping a mistress, the first time is new, the second time is familiar.

Wei Sushen calmly took it and put it in his arms.

"I can't even detect it, let alone the doctor." Fang Shan's smile faded. "If the weakness doesn't come from within, perhaps it's because I've been rejected by the world."

Wei Sushen lowered his head and drank a sip of hot tea, suppressing the itching in his throat. A faint light flickered in his eyes. Fang Shan glanced at him and saw something incongruous and beautiful in his handsomeness.

Shocked by the unique sight, Fang Shan couldn't help but chuckle.

Wei Sushen said calmly, "I am overwhelmed by lust."

Fang Shan: "If we had first met in a pub, under different circumstances, I might have fallen in love with you at first sight."

The system's words were even more exaggerated than the beauty function of a camera. Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him thoughtfully.

Fang Shan's expression was as sincere as ever, but he wasn't just trying to change the subject anymore. "I originally had a lot of questions about this time travel, but seeing the host has given me some ideas."

Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he guessed what Fang Shan was thinking.

Fang Shan: "After the bald little cutie was brought into the human world, his remaining abilities are nothing more than two: sleep aid and decoration."

Wei Sushen showed some sympathy to the crystal ball. After a fleeting moment, he asked, "Do you think we're not in the real world?"

Fang Shan took the opportunity to pinch his face: "Does it hurt?"

Faced with the blatant act of taking advantage of him, Wei Sushen looked at him with a cold face and his aura was fully released.

Knowing when to quit, Fang Shan said seriously, "Just to make sure I'm not dreaming."

Wei Sushen ignored his nonsense and said, "Take me to see that person."

One of the purposes of this trip is to understand the evil god. Even if he doesn't speak, Fang Shan will go.

·

Because the puppet crane carries the weight of an extra person, it occasionally makes a creaking sound. When flying in mid-air, it gives people the illusion that it will fall apart at any time.

With his hair blown by the wind, Fang Shan sat in the front seat and turned back to Wei Sushen and said, "If you are scared, just hold me tight."

As she spoke, she twisted her slender waist restlessly.

Wei Sushen was unmoved and declined his kindness.

Before leaving, Fang Shan had specially gone to the auction house to buy a secret manual suitable for mortal cultivation. He estimated that it would take quite some time before it arrived, so he gave it to Wei Sushen and said, "Try to practice it."

At the end, I added one more reminder: "Don't force it."

Based on the other party's current physical condition, it is still unknown whether he can practice.

The reality was unexpected. Wei Sushen was only trying the most basic body-building technique when abundant spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushed towards him.

Fang Shan witnessed the other party's incredibly fast training speed, and then heard the incessant coughing behind him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry... What was this?

Does God envy talented people?

In any case, being able to practice is a good thing.

According to the information obtained, Master Yu lived in Baicao Garden. He was passionate about studying flowers and plants, and his love for pharmacology even surpassed his cultivation.

The puppet did not stop along the way and arrived just as the sun was setting.

A layer of mist enveloped the mountains. Fang Shan put away his puppet and walked forward, avoiding the mud. "I just saw from mid-air that there are monster beasts being raised on the hills ahead."

If you fly through the sky rashly, you may be attacked.

The temperature dropped as they went deeper, so Wei Sushen put on the hood of his cloak to keep out the cold.

Fang Shan only felt that there was a porcelain doll following him. The two did not communicate, but Wei Sushen seemed to sense his thoughts, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Receiving the warning in his eyes, Fang Shan shook his head. Even if it was porcelain, the fragments could still scratch people.

The fog soon dissipated. The variety of plants and trees in the mountains far exceeded that of the outside world. Fang Shan noticed that the footsteps around him had weakened without even taking a second to look. He turned around and found that Wei Sushen had disappeared without him knowing when.

He took a few steps back and stopped beside the last few fallen leaves where he heard the footsteps. He pondered for a moment and muttered, "I was careless."

It would be fine if there was just an inconspicuous formation, but the few small flowers around it were something the system had never seen before, and they seemed to confuse the vision.

I closed my eyes and tried to communicate with my consciousness: Are you there?

Wei Sushen: "Don't ask if I'm here, just speak directly."

Fang Shan found the conversation strange and asked, "Where are you?"

There was silence for a while, and after a moment, Wei Sushen said, "The direction the wind is coming from."

Fang Shan pressed his eyebrows, suspecting this was a deliberate revenge from the host. Fortunately, before he could ask further questions, Wei Sushen gave a more specific explanation: "Halfway up the hill, opposite, there's a peacock-like animal standing."

"Wait where you are, I'll be there soon."

He wasn't too worried about the latter's safety. Although he was weak, Wei Sushen carried top-level defensive magic tools with him. As long as he didn't do anything, he would definitely not die.

The "Nine Transformations of Kunpeng" passed down by the fat monk has a wonderful use. Using this technique can quickly capture the traces of food, especially dragons. If there are no dragons here, the monsters will be listed as prey.

When he was preparing to rescue the beauty, Wei Sushen was staring at a colorful monster.

The Yunxia Beast was the mountain's guardian beast, responsible for driving away any monks who trespassed. The moment the human in front of it was teleported in, it attacked with its claws, but the other party seemed to be wrapped in a hard tortoise shell, and all its attacks were invisibly neutralized.

"Xiao Bi is bullying again."

A frivolous voice came, and Wei Sushen raised his head and saw two figures standing not far away: one with a faint smile on his face, and the other...

Wei Sushen couldn't help but frown. It was an overly cold face with a frosty temperament, which always gave him a strange feeling.

The first person to come up and talk was Xie Lan. He fed some wild fruits to the Yunxia Beast and said to Wei Sushen, "The area around Baicao Garden is forbidden. You'd better leave quickly."

Wei Sushen: "I'm waiting for someone."

Xie Lan felt that the voice sounded familiar. Compared to cultivation, it seemed that all his talents and skills were focused elsewhere.

"That's right!" Xie Lan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered: "When Fang Shan and I used the communication talisman to contact each other, I seemed to hear your voice coming from inside."

Wei Sushen did not answer, but looked at Bai Yiqing. Unexpectedly, Bai Yiqing, who had never been interested in external things, also kept his gaze fixed on him for a second.

Xie Lan sensed something was amiss in the atmosphere, so he took a step back and looked at the two of them...he felt like something was missing.

The wind brought another breath.

When Xie Lan turned around, his eyes met Fang Shan who had just arrived. He couldn't help but clap his hands... Now they were all together!

Even if Fang Shan's mind jumped, it was impossible to guess this person's mental activity.

After seeing that Wei Sushen was fine, he first looked at the Yunxia Beast. His throat slid up and down, and the cooking method emerged in his mind.

The Yunxia Beast was in estrus, and its five senses were sharp. Catching a hint of murderous intent, it immediately became furious, flapping its wings wildly, stirring up layers of dust from the ground.

Fang Shan flicked his sleeves to clear away the dust, but the Yunxia Beast was still rampaging, and the vision that had just been restored became blurred again.

With a thud, as the Yunxia Beast fell to the ground, the choking dirt gradually dissipated.

Xie Lan patted the head of the temporarily incapacitated Yunxia Beast and said, "Be good. I'll take you to find a mate tonight."

The Yunxia Beast grunted and threatened to go to Master Yun to complain.

"The kind of spouse who doesn't have to take responsibility." Xie Lan added.

The Yunxia Beast instantly became quiet.

Wei Sushen didn't know when he was standing with Bai Yiqing. The previous big storm almost blew him off the cliff, but Bai Yiqing pulled him up with ease.

"Cough cough——" sporadic drops of blood splattered on the white cuffs.

Wei Sushen finally stopped coughing.

Fang Shan: "Are you okay?"

Wei Sushen shook his head and added, to avoid misunderstanding, "It's none of his business."

After saying this, his body became slightly unsteady and his condition looked even worse.

Fang Shan was silent for a few seconds, and secretly decided to go back and show the host some more melodramatic dramas to supplement his nutrition, so that he would know that similar remarks in this situation would be more likely to provoke a fight.

Fang Shan glanced at the bloodstain on Bai Yiqing's sleeve: "You..."

Wei Sushen misunderstood his expression and suddenly grasped the system's slender wrist: "It has nothing to do with anyone, let's find a place to rest first."

For some unknown reason, being too close to this monk would make the body feel even more uncomfortable.

Bai Yiqing expressionlessly drew his sword and severed his stained sleeve, which blew away in the wind and fell to the bottom of the cliff. His cold eyes glared at Fang Shan with a hint of sarcasm: "So that's all you can do."

Fang Shan: “…”

--what happened?

What did he do wrong again?

Why do people all live like bitches?

The author has something to say: Fang Shan: Unbelievable!!