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"The move I just used is Ye Chenyi's famous skill. It can not only move leaves, but also water, knives... everything within a certain size range. He relied on this move to fight against hundreds of monsters alone, killed countless monsters, and became the world's number one monster hunter." Liu Muzhe said.
"Damn, that's awesome, I'm rich!" Ye Jing'an laughed.
"I haven't learned this trick. It's not recorded in the book I gave you. How do you know it?" Liu Muzhe asked.
Ye Jingan paused: "I don't know, I really just waved it."
Liu Muzhe breathed a sigh of relief. It was true that people could not be compared. He could not compare to Ye Chenyi back then. Even if he became a terrestrial immortal, this move could still only pick up a few leaves.
Ye Jing'an, though he hadn't intended to swing his sword, was actually able to unleash the power of Ye Chenyi's moves back then. He smiled helplessly, the talents of the Ye family were far beyond his reach. Liu Muze felt a little disappointed with his own talent, but was also very happy. Ye Jing'an had the ability to protect himself. At least the normal ghosts he encountered at the moment were no longer enough to threaten him.
All sorts of messy things flooded into his mind, and the tangled threads in his heart became completely mixed up. He didn't know what he was feeling at the moment, and he was becoming more and more confused about himself.
"Brother Liu...are you okay?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"I'm fine, let's go see Wang Zhiyi." Liu Muzhe said.
Wang Zhiyi was afraid that Qiu Zimu would worry, so she forced herself to stay awake. She was relieved to see Liu Muze and Ye Jingan coming over. Qiu Zimu said anxiously, "Brother Liu! Go check on him!"
Liu Muze pressed Wang Zhiyi's chest several times with his hands, his expression solemn: "It seems that all the ribs are broken."
"Fuck, that damn thing was so cruel, I will beat him to death next time!" Ye Jingan said angrily.
"Brother Liu, what should we do?" Qiu Zimu was like a headless fly and could only pin his hopes on Brother Liu.
"Go back first, I have a way." Liu Muzhe said.
"Okay, he can't leave. Ye Jingan, can you carry him back?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Just hold it yourself, why do you ask me to hold it?" Ye Jing'an crossed his arms and was unhappy. He was a man of principles and would not hold anyone except Brother Liu!
"He is too heavy, I can't hold him." Qiu Zimu said.
"...You're too weak, okay." Ye Jing'an just stretched out his hand and saw Wang Zhiyi glaring at him, "Uh... I just got hurt in a fight, so I can't hold you."
"Ah, I saw you beat him away, why are you still injured?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Internal injuries." Ye Jingan said.
Qiu Zimu looked at Liu Muzhe.
Wang Zhiyi turned his unfriendly eyes towards him, and Liu Muzhe immediately said, "I'm injured too."
"Ah? Are you all okay?" Qiu Zimu didn't see that they looked injured.
"Let's take care of Wang Zhiyi first." Ye Jingan said.
Wang Zhiyi secretly sent a message to Liu Muzhe, asking him to think of a way to deceive Qiu Zimu so that he could return to the insect body.
Liu Muze thought for a moment and took out a small bottle: "Why don't you put him in the small bottle and take him back."
"Can your small bottle hold a person?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Uh..." Liu Muze patted Ye Jing'an, "Is it possible?"
"Ah? How would I know..." Seeing Wang Zhiyi winking at him, Ye Jingan laughed dryly, "That should be possible, right?"
"Try it." Before Liu Muzhe could open the lid, Wang Zhiyi disappeared.
Liu Muze: "..."
"Hmm? Where is Wang Zhiyi?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Go in." Liu Muzhe put away the bottle.
"Oh! Your little bottle is so amazing. It can hold such a big living person. Can it hold tools? It's too tiring for me to go out to collect insects and use light-lured tools." Qiu Zimu asked.
"No." Liu Muzhe said.
"Then what can be installed?" Qiu Zimu asked.
Liu Muzhe pinched the flesh on Ye Jingan's waist.
"Ah!" Ye Jing'an covered his waist and looked at Liu Muzhe in confusion.
"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Liu Muzhe took his hand away, "Let me see."
"Did I provoke you?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"No, go back quickly and I'll apply medicine for you." Liu Muzhe said.
After returning home, Qiu Zimu pulled Liu Muze into the room: "Brother Liu, please let him out and let him lie on the bed."
"Okay." Liu Muzhe pretended to open the lid, "You call him out."
"Wang Zhiyi, we're home, come out." Qiu Zimu shouted.
After calling out several times, Wang Zhiyi remained silent, and the atmosphere became awkward. Qiu Zimu asked, "Brother Liu, where is he?"
"Uh, he..." Liu Muze tilted his head, "Ye Jingan, where is he?"
Ye Jingan: “???????”
"He...he fell asleep, right?" Liu Muzhe stammered and gave several reasons.
"Then wake him up quickly. He is seriously injured and it is dangerous for him to sleep!" Qiu Zimu said anxiously.
"How should I call?" Liu Muzhe asked.
"I don't know what you want to call your bottle!" Qiu Zimu said.
"No, don't worry." Ye Jing'an pulled Liu Muze aside and asked, "Where's Wang Zhiyi?"
"It's back to the insect body, on Qiu Zimu's body." Liu Muzhe said.
"I understand." Ye Jing'an said to Qiu Zimu, "Why don't you take a poisonous insect and put it in the bottle to call him? I think the one in the bag on your chest is good. If you can't wake him up, just pick it out and take it out."
"Ah? The three-comb bull will crush Wang Zhiyi to death." Qiu Zimu took out the three-comb bull, "Hey, why isn't it moving!?"
Qiu Zimu poked it with his hand, and the three-comb bull flipped directly onto his palm. Qiu Zimu said anxiously: "It can't be dead, right? What should I do? What should I do? It can't die. Even if I die, it can't die. How can I save it? How can I save it?"
"Don't panic, don't panic, let me take a look!" Ye Jing'an pinched the three-comb bull, took a look, and kissed Qiu Zimu.
"What are you doing?!" Qiu Zimu pushed him away.
"I'll hit it to wake it up." Ye Jing'an said.
"Why are you hitting my mouth?" Qiu Zimu said speechlessly.
"You're so soft-spoken, are you willing to let your big baby hit your forehead?" Ye Jing'an pointed at the three-comb bull, "Look, look, its tentacles are moving!"
"Hit my butt again." Ye Jing'an turned the three-comb bull over and hit it.
"You stuffed it all into my mouth!" Qiu Zimu said in annoyance.
The three-comb bull twitched and began to struggle in Ye Jing'an's hands. Ye Jing'an said, "See! I told you it would work, and you didn't believe me."
"If this is possible, can other insects be revived in this way?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"Otherwise...can't." Wang Zhiyi said.
"Fuck, when did you get out?" Qiu Zimu was startled. "How are you? I'm going to find Uncle Fan."
"No need, I have a way to make him recover." Liu Muzhe said.
"Then Brother Liu, please help him." Qiu Zimu pleaded.
"Okay, you guys go out." Liu Muzhe said.
"Why do you want to go out? Can't we just watch from the side?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"What are you afraid of? What else can Brother Liu do to Wang Zhiyi? Get out quickly and don't waste time." Ye Jing'an dragged Qiu Zimu out.
Wang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief and lay weakly on the bed: "Thank you."
Liu Muze fed him a pill: "You can handle the rest yourself."
"Okay, tell Zimu not to worry. Please keep an eye on him before 8 o'clock in the evening and don't let him in." Wang Zhiyi reminded.
"Yeah." Liu Muzhe said.
"Brother Liu, you just came out. How is he?" Qiu Zimu asked.
"He should be fine, but he needs to rest for a long time and cannot be disturbed before eight o'clock. Don't go in to see him yet." Liu Muzhe said.
"Okay." Qiu Zimu's heart was temporarily relieved. "How are your injuries? The internal injuries should be quite serious. Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"No need, Brother Liu has medicine." Ye Jing'an hugged Liu Muze into the room, "Let's go rest for a while, you should go to sleep too."
Ye Jing'an was particularly tired today. He knew that Brother Liu was holding a grudge because of what the mysterious man had just said. He had originally wanted to chat with Brother Liu, but he didn't expect that as soon as he lay down on the bed, he was overwhelmed by sleepiness. Before Liu Muzhe came back after drinking water, he had fallen asleep.
"Drink some water." Seeing that Ye Jing'an ignored him, Liu Muze called out again, "Well, you fell asleep?"
Liu Muzhe sat next to Ye Jingan. Usually Ye Jingan would wait for him, but it seemed that he was really tired today. Liu Muzhe touched his head with heartache and got into the quilt quietly.
As soon as Liu Muze closed his eyes, all sorts of messy things came flooding back to his mind. He let out a breath of annoyance. He no longer had the energy to think about and resolve the mess in his heart. Liu Muze remembered what Ye Jingan had said before: don't think about anything now, he will handle everything later.
Liu Muzhe took Ye Jing'an's hand and placed it on his back, then snuggled into his arms and prepared to take a nap.
Ye Jing'an stirred and mumbled something. Liu Mu asked, "Did I wake you up?"
Ye Jingan smacked his lips and ignored him. Liu Muze said with a smile, "You just fell asleep and you're already daydreaming and talking in your sleep?"
"Not sad..." Ye Jing'an said softly.
"What?" Liu Muzhe asked.
"I'm here." Ye Jing'an muttered several times.
Ye Jing'an's dream talk was completely irrelevant. Liu Muzhe ignored him and continued to sleep. Before he closed his eyes for long, Ye Jing'an slapped him hard on the back.
Liu Muze groaned and said in surprise: "You hit me?!"
"You dare to bully him!" Ye Jing'an's chest heaved and he clenched his fists.
Liu Muze quickly broke free from his arms, jumped off the bed, and stared at him warily. As expected, Ye Jingan raised his fist and swung it at the bed. The bed made a "bang" sound, and Liu Muze secretly thanked himself for running fast.
"I...will kill you!" Ye Jing'an kicked the quilt off the bed and waved his hands around on the bed.
Liu Muze: "..."
"Get lost!" Ye Jing'an said in a different tone, "Brother Liu is not sad, um... beat him, I'll beat him to death..."
Liu Muze walked over carefully: "What did you dream about?"
Ye Jingan was quiet, but Liu Muze didn't dare to sleep on the bed. Ye Jingan's beating was still very painful, and he didn't want to be woken up by Ye Jingan while he was sleeping soundly. Liu Muze picked up the quilt and covered Ye Jingan with it, planning to sit outside and have a drink.
As soon as he left the house, a familiar smell of alcohol wafted over. Liu Muze walked into the living room and saw Qiu Zimu drinking alone: "Why are you drinking here? Why don't you go to sleep?"
"I can't sleep, and I have nowhere to sleep." Qiu Zimu said.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Liu Muzhe asked.
"No, I just feel uncomfortable." Qiu Zimu poured him a glass of wine, "Brother Liu, do you want some?"
"Let me have a drink with you." Liu Muzhe took a sip. "Because of Wang Zhiyi?"
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