Bing Nandong ignored him, lifted the ban on Fan Zhiyi, and walked quickly towards the woods outside the camp.
Fan Zhiyi was struggling to keep up. He had to walk a step and then run a few steps. He was already feeling uncomfortable, and after walking for a while, he waved his hand and said, "I can't do it anymore. Let's stop."
Bing Nandong ignored him, and Fan Zhiyi realized that the boy was still holding a grudge against the original body for wanting to kill him! Anyone would find that offensive, let alone the original body and the boy had that kind of relationship before!
He had originally felt sorry for his original self, but now he felt that his original self was also quite extraordinary. Damn it, he was the one who felt sorry for himself!
"Um...actually, I can explain that."
Bing Nandong ignored him. Fan Zhiyi sighed and mustered up the courage to chase after him. There was no other way. If he wanted to survive, he had better follow the boy. "It's about going to find that young master. I can really explain it."
Bing Nandong finally stopped and looked at him, his expression unfriendly and slightly mocking: "Didn't you lose your memory?"
Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth and said, "Yes, I can't remember it at all, so I was quite panicked when I was suddenly asked about it just now. I was actually quite afraid that I would say something wrong and cause you trouble."
Maybe because he has relied more on himself since he was a child, Fan Zhiyi is actually not used to relying on others and causing trouble to others. This makes him feel like he owes others something and he wants to make up for it immediately so that he will feel better.
However, Fan Zhiyi knew that he was an annoying burden to the boy, but in order to survive, he had no choice but to follow him like a dead plaster.
Bing Nandong didn't completely believe Fan Zhiyi's words: "I saw that you answered very clearly, as if you didn't lose your memory."
"I swear to God, I really can't remember." Fan Zhiyi raised three fingers and swore, "I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. There may be more. I'm sorry. Although apologies are useless, I'm truly sorry."
Fan Zhiyi didn't know if the original body had done anything else besides this, but he was certain that the relationship between the original body and the boy was very strange. What a weird fiancé setting. What on earth are you thinking, author?
Who knew, Bing Nandong pursed his lips, and then said: "Actually, it's not entirely your fault." After that, he walked forward.
Fan Zhiyi looked up at Bing Nandong in front of him. The other party slowed down his pace and even glanced back at him. His tone was still extremely arrogant: "If you can't even keep up with this speed, then you'd better go back and feed the ghosts."
Fan Zhiyi suddenly realized that this boy might have a bit of a tsundere quality.
However, taking advantage of the boy's good mood, Fan Zhiyi decided to push the issue further: "So, what exactly is the relationship between us, that fiancé?"
"It doesn't matter." Bing Nandong replied, "After I return, I will continue to ask my father to cancel the engagement."
Engagement! Fan Zhiyi was struck by lightning. Already engaged? He couldn't imagine that scene and pointed at himself: "I'm your fiancé, so you're your fiancée, but aren't you a man?"
Bing Nandong couldn't help himself. The look he gave the idiot was as real as a bullet: "This is to become a Taoist couple. Zhuang Yujing made up the idea of a fiancé."
"Oh, that young master is called Zhuang Yujing, right?"
Bing Nandong simply didn't want to pay attention to him: "Yes, if you have anything else to ask, just say it all at once. I don't have the leisure to listen to your nonsense."
The overall worldview had actually been asked from He An. It was also apparent that Jiuwanli and Tianyunmen seemed to be two sects that disliked each other. Fan Zhiyi still wanted to know more about things related to himself, which would be more convenient later.
"So you applied to cancel the engagement before. You didn't like..." Fan Zhiyi pressed me down, feeling inexplicably ashamed, so he changed the way he said it, "You are not satisfied with this marriage."
“…Unsatisfied.”
"Before I lost my memory, I was staying in Tianyunmen?"
"Yes, you were originally the youngest son of the Fan family's side branch. Because of your extremely Yin horoscope and pure Yin blood, you were chosen by the Tianyun Sect and were raised by the Tianyun Sect since childhood."
"What's the benefit of that horoscope and blood you mentioned?"
"Does it count as inviting ghosts?"
Fan Zhiyi: "...Am I not some gifted genius, a rare talent that only appears once in a century?"
"No." Bing Nandong answered neatly and correctly.
Fan Zhiyi gave in and took a step back, saying, "Then I should be able to cast spells, wield swords, exorcise ghosts, and the like just like you, right?"
"You don't know anything at all. You've studied in the academy for more than ten years and achieved nothing. Even the talismans you drew didn't work at all."
Although he knew that what the boy said was true, Fan Zhiyi was more or less hit hard. Isn't this just a useless body? Baibai, do you want me to die in this world?
Woohoo, how long have you been online?
Fan Zhiyi was on the verge of tears: "If that's the case, then what good is my physique to you that I was chosen to have sex with you?"
"How should I know?" Bing Nandong said unhappily.
Fan Zhiyi shut up obediently, but Bing Nandong secretly glanced at him again and softened his voice: "Anything else you want to ask?"
"If, that is, if I really broke off my engagement with you, what would I do?"
"You will leave Tianyun Sect, but I will give you a large amount of spirit stones. You can do whatever you want, and it doesn't matter if you never return to the Fan family."
Leaving Tianyunmen and the Fan family does sound like a good thing, but with his physique, he is afraid of endless troubles: "With the spirit stone, can I rent a hero like you who can use magic to protect me?"
"Can."
"How much are you going to give me? How much is it to rent a bodyguard?" Fan Zhiyi has to plan for his future.
"Since I took the initiative to terminate the contract, Tianyun Sect is in the wrong. They should compensate you with at least one million spirit stones. If you want to rent a top cultivator, the monthly salary should start at ten thousand spirit stones, and the average salary should be around a few thousand." Bing Nandong calculated and frowned like Fan Zhiyi. "I can give you half of my monthly salary. My monthly salary is one thousand spirit stones."
Such a comparison really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.
For some reason, Fan Zhiyi thought of his own salary. Is this the bitterness that other workers feel?
He saw Bing Nandong blushing a little, then coughing unnaturally. He taught him seriously, "You can't just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, can you? You have to earn spirit stones yourself. One million spirit stones is enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for half a lifetime."
"But I'm not an ordinary person. I have a special physique." Fan Zhiyi retorted, "Besides, I can't remember anything right now. What if your application is successful tomorrow? What should I do then?"
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