Someone once said that.
Eliminate all possibilities.
The least likely thing is the truth.
Yan Jiu recalled her encounter with Lou Nayou on the snowy mountain. That strand of white hair was particularly eye-catching. Was it one of the prices paid to prolong Yan Qingxuan's life?
She cannot verify it, nor should she seek verification.
Yan Jiu's master and senior brother have completely different personalities; her master will discuss things with her.
If Lou Nayu was indeed her master, but did not choose to conspire with her, then there is only one reason—the other party truly does not remember that she was his disciple.
Like her senior brother who also doesn't remember her, could it be that the memories from the parallel world are all just a dream of hers?
Yan Jiu stroked the corner of the teacup.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Yes, that's a parallel world.
If her dream of the Asura King was true, and she wouldn't have lived past three years old in other worlds, then why was she able to grow up in both parallel worlds and this world? What do these parallel worlds and this world have in common?
She does have a master and a senior brother.
Yan Jiu frowned and took out the treasures one by one: Yin-Yang Mirror, Vajra Pestle, and Shadow Silk Thread.
Wu Jiu plotted against the will of Heaven.
Does Heaven not know this?
Perhaps she knew a little bit, which is why she never grew up in any of her worlds in this life.
But now that she is still alive and bound to the funeral system, does that mean that Heaven approves of Wu Jiu's behavior?
So why did the Way of Heaven change?
Was it because the Asura King ultimately destroyed the world?
Sudden.
Yan Jiu's myriad thoughts were interrupted.
The light created by the intertwining of the Yin-Yang Mirror, Vajra, and Shadow Silk Threads echoed the sky above the snow-capped mountains.
It is a summoning of treasures.
Jiang Azi leaned against the window: "What is that light? It seems like no one else can see it, only we can?"
Yan Jiu said, "I forgot that treasure artifacts are not like magic artifacts. Treasure artifacts are nurtured by heaven and earth, and they will react with each other."
She came to the snow mountain not only to retrieve Niha's body, but also primarily for the treasures found there.
But the vast snow-capped mountains are not easy to find.
Yan Jiu was initially still figuring out how to find it, but the three treasures obediently provided her with assistance.
It would be impolite not to go over there soon.
Two breaths later.
Three figures leaped across a vast expanse of white snow-covered mountain. Fortunately, they were invisible to ordinary people, otherwise they would have caused a heart-stopping fright.
Yan Jiu was forced to land halfway up a mountain.
She was blocked outside the formation by the light of the treasure.
It seemed like they were only one step away.
Jiang Azitai was unhappy: "How strange, isn't the light emitted by the treasure meant to be seen? Why are you trying to stop it?"
Yan Jiu stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Perhaps the treasure here is extraordinary, the foremost of the nine great treasures."
Guan Zian: "..." Did you rank this first yourself?
Jiang Azi rubbed his palms together excitedly and said, "Brother Guan, let's see if you can break in without permission."
Yan Jiu sat to the side and nodded.
Guan Zian tried three times, and after failing on the fourth attempt, he was about to give up when he discovered the two people barbecuing.
The fragrance dispelled the chill halfway up the mountain, but it couldn't dispel the "coldness" in Guan Zi'an's heart.
Yan Jiu and Jiang Azi looked completely unconcerned, as if they knew he couldn't get in, which was a little infuriating.
Jiang Azi quickly replied, "Roasted chicken feet, your favorite."
Guan Zian took it and said, "You think one stick can heal my wounded heart?"
Yan Jiu also handed one over.
Guan Zian's heart was instantly calmed.
Yan Jiu guessed that entering the formation required a trigger, and during the barbecue, Yan Jiu didn't forget to calculate when that trigger would be.
Tonight.
then.
Eating grilled skewers.
Yan Jiu opened Douyin on her phone.
He sent "blessings" to netizens who participated in a one-yuan gamble but deliberately failed to fulfill their obligations, ensuring that those people would slap themselves in the face if they made any more random comments before turning his attention away.
Then I started watching videos.
She discovered that most of them were YD people.
The reason is that after Sharmagar passed away, the influence of the "slowly departing without sending off" funeral service spread to the countries where Indians live, which resulted in most of the videos she saw being about Indians.
Yan Jiu remained silent.
The push notifications these days are pretty good.
Hesitated for a moment.
Yan Jiu continued watching videos.
To avoid causing a negative impact, she didn't click on any potential customers' names.
Until she found a targeted customer.
System panel: [Ding!]
Subject of testing: YD Lao Liu
Note: Targeted customers
Mortality rate: 100%
Time of death: After eating fish for the 593rd time.
The host is advised to pay attention immediately!
System: [Calling yourself the sixth brother? Hahaha, all that fuss and confusion...]
"YD Lao Liu" makes food at a street stall, and there are long queues at his stall every day.
In the video.
The young sixth brother skillfully poured flour onto the soles of his feet, cracked an egg, removed the egg liquid, and added only the yolk.
The person filming translated what Lao Liu said: "You need 58 egg yolks and 500 grams of flour, mix them well."
The comments section looks harmonious.
[Would 57 be enough?]
It looks fairly clean for now.
[Savings: Cholesterol-Free Meal]
High blood lipids, thanks for the invitation~
[Cholesterol Warning.]
[Fun fact: The human body can absorb the nutrients from a maximum of two eggs per day.]
[I counted, there are only 56. The video uploader cut corners. Just kidding.jpg]
The video then moves to the second step: the fish preparation process.
A black carp, big enough to fit six adult palms, was lifted onto the cutting board, while Lao Liu sharpened his knife beside him.
Sharpen the knife.
Old Liu stunned the fish's head with a single blow, and instead of scraping off the scales, he cut them off: "Fresh fish, remove the scales first."
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