Fan Zhiyi was a little angry for a moment and didn't want to say anything. Bing Nandong continued, "Fan Zhiyi, this method is the fastest. I will find a way to send you out of Tianyunmen and bring you back when everything calms down."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." Why is he getting more and more angry? "Yes, I'm just an ordinary person. I can't be as selfless as you. We have different ideas. I will keep everything you said confidential. Thank you for telling me."
Yes, yes, yes, hasn’t he always been so timid? He just needs to protect himself.
Fan Zhiyi got up and left, walked across the yard and stood in front of his door. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he turned back. As a result, he saw Bing Nandong picking noodles. He turned around to look at him when he heard footsteps.
Fan Zhiyi said, "I will go with you tomorrow. Not just tomorrow, but every day this competition lasts."
Sometimes people are just inexplicable, coming up with some unreasonable ideas, and then insisting on doing them like they are throwing a tantrum.
This is what Fan Zhiyi is like at this moment. He doesn't know what he wants to do.
Damn, I want to go crazy.
Unexpectedly, Bing Nandong agreed very easily. Fan Zhiyi felt something was wrong. In order to avoid the situation where Bing Nandong agreed verbally but ran away the next day, Fan Zhiyi got up early.
Rather, he almost didn't sleep the entire night, trying his best to keep himself awake, for fear of accidentally oversleeping.
The next morning, when Bing Nandong went out, he looked at Fan Zhiyi, who was following him closely like a little tail. He remained silent for a moment, then finally asked, "You, didn't sleep well last night?"
Fan Zhiyi yawned and nodded listlessly.
Bing Nandong stared at his dark circles under his eyes, which were as dark as coal. He wanted to say something, but then he felt there was no need to say anything, so he walked out of the gate of the courtyard.
Fan Zhiyi was following just fine, but the next moment, his head hit something with a "bang".
Because he was caught off guard, Fan Zhiyi's forehead was buzzing. He covered his head and stared at Bing Nandong outside the door in disbelief.
Bing Nandong stopped and looked at him through the door.
Fan Zhiyi reached out and groped for the door. Although the scene looked a bit abstract, he indeed felt a transparent barrier.
Fan Zhiyi recognized this thing. It was a barrier. No need to say who set it up.
The rising rage threatened to reduce Fan Zhiyi to ashes, but Bing Nandong, the instigator, said, "Don't worry, the competition is still two days away. If the barrier dissipates midway, Fan Zhiyi, you must take the spirit stones and magical instruments I gave you yesterday and leave the mountain as soon as possible. I'm not doing this on impulse. I wanted to send you away first, but time is short, and with your special physique, I'm worried."
Bing Nandong paused, then smiled at Fan Zhiyi, the kind of smile that showed a young man moving forward fearlessly. "I will definitely come back."
Fan Zhiyi looked at Bing Nandong's back, feeling extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do, so he sat down dejectedly on the ground, and then stood up by himself.
It didn’t matter. Fan Zhiyi transformed into Gargamel, grabbed Xiao Hei and sucked him hard, and then he felt much better.
On the first day, Bing Nandong did not come back at night, so Fan Zhiyi sat in the yard waiting for him. When he fell asleep, Xiao Hei meowed a few times. Fan Zhiyi thought that someone had come back, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still alone.
He walked to the door with mixed emotions, but the thought of not wanting to be able to get out prevailed because it meant that the barrier had not disappeared.
Although Bing Nandong was a man with a sharp tongue, was arrogant, and didn't like to speak clearly, and for various reasons, it was a bit awkward for them to get along with each other, but he also truly protected him. Fan Zhiyi didn't want him to really be like what he said.
Faced with the death of people on the competition stage, the audience did not react at all, which means that these people have tacitly accepted that the candidates can use all means to win the first place.
Without being bound by rules, the evil in human nature is released, and the consequence is that the difficulty of subsequent competitions rises directly to the level of hell.
Fortunately, the barrier has not disappeared until now.
Fan Zhiyi sighed and carried Xiao Hei back to his room: "You won't be able to wait for him tonight, so sleep well with me."
"Meow." Perhaps sensing that Fan Zhiyi was in a bad mood, Xiao Hei was exceptionally obedient this time and did not act like a rebellious son like usual.
Because he had something on his mind, Fan Zhiyi didn't sleep very soundly and woke up early in the morning.
Seeing that it was still dark outside, Fan Zhiyi estimated that it was still early. After washing up, he went to the yard to exercise for a while, but he couldn't avoid looking at Bing Nandong's dark room. Fan Zhiyi knew that this man had not returned all night.
Today is the last day, and it’s time for Bing Nandong to come back.
After exercising, Fan Zhiyi prepared breakfast for himself and Xiao Hei, and then planned to study and absorb knowledge.
Damn it, I can't learn anything at all.
The more he read the book, the more irritated he became. Fortunately, the weather was nice today, so he decided to do some cleaning.
Fan Zhiyi tidied up the kitchen, cleaned the yard, cleaned the bathroom, then rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning his room.
After all, it was the layout left by the original body, and he didn't actually plan to change it. He just wanted to take this opportunity to see if the original body had anything useful.
The first thing he started to pack was the original cabinet full of books.
Fan Zhiyi has already read several of these books, and judging from the degree of wear and tear on the books, the original owner must have read them frequently and cherished them very much, so Fan Zhiyi was also extremely careful when reading them.
Fan Zhiyi quickly flipped through each book. According to his personal habit, he would put some things in the books, but it seemed that the original body did not have this habit.
But unexpectedly, Fan Zhiyi found a small key on the top of the bookcase.
It was hidden very carefully, and Fan Zhiyi was not that tall, so if he didn't reach out, he wouldn't be able to sense its existence at all.
Isn't this just a coincidence? He just symbolically thought that according to the author's nature, he might put some small props or something, and it turned out that there were some.
After putting the bookcase back in order, Fan Zhiyi lay back on the bed feeling a little tired and rested for a while. Then he began to feel around to see if there was any mechanism beside the bed. Then he looked under the bed, but this time there was nothing.
According to Bing Nandong's previous account, the original body liked to carry valuables with him at all times, so there were basically no important things left in the room.
He came to the desk. There were two drawers under the desk. Fan Zhiyi had opened them when he first came. There were many paper rolls neatly arranged in them, and an iron box. Fan Zhiyi thought that this key was probably used to open the iron box.
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