"Nice to see you, Rensuo!"

Seeing Zhao Huo jumping in pain and talking with a grudge, Ren Suo curled his lips and said, "I don't believe you, you are a bad guy."

"That's right." Gu Yueyan stood up immediately, put his hands on his waist and said angrily: "Who would ask someone why they are not dead right after meeting them? Teacher Zhao, you are so rude."

Lin Xianyu clapped her hands in agreement. Ren Xingmei was a step late in thinking about her words and criticized Zhao Huo. After all, Zhao Huo was their teacher. She was not like Gu Yueyan, who lived as flawless as the moon. Gu Yueyan would criticize you no matter if you were a naughty kid who pushed the stairs randomly or the vice principal who kept the class late. But she thought twice before speaking and was a step late to protect her child, so she had to step on Zhao Huo's other foot as well.

However, the angry trampling of a third-turn cultivator is not the same as the light trampling of a first-turn cultivator. Zhao Huo knew that he was in the wrong, so he just regarded the grudge as settled after being trampled by Ren Suo's sister.

"That's right." At this time, Ren Suo also said, "Would I be surprised to say that if I saw that you haven't been divided into three equal parts?"

The doorbell rang, and Lin Xianyu, who was sitting at the door, went to open it.

"Why was I divided into three parts?" Zhao Huo felt puzzled. He sat down and said, "But I really didn't curse you. In fact, I missed you a lot during the days you were away. I dreamed about you every night..."

As Zhao Huo was talking, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply, and he shivered with cold. He looked at the door, waved and said hello: "Good evening, Teacher Bai."

At the door, Bai Ji, who was wearing a scarf and a windbreaker, was squinting at Zhao Huo. He gently lifted the hair beside his ears and nodded with a proper smile: "Good evening."

Qiao Muyi, who was standing by, found this scene interesting and asked with a smile, "So what did you dream about Ren Suo?"

"Well, actually, it's not really a dream about Ren Suo. I dreamed about 'no Ren Suo'... Ren Suo, do you still remember our civil servant training?" Zhao Huo said, "At that time, you, Chairman Jie, and Yuan Dang were in the same dormitory with me."

Ren Suo nodded: "Yes, but now I am the academy's exclusive healing monk, you are a teacher, Yuan Dang went to the Yangtze River Army, and Chairman Jie went to the public security system... We all have a bright future."

Zhao Huo said, "I dreamed that you were not there during the civil servants' training. There were only me, Yuan Dang and Chairman Jie in the dormitory. The trajectory of my life was completely different from now... Don't be surprised to hear that in my dream, I became the guardian god of mankind who controls the birth and death of fate, transforms all things with my thoughts, suppresses the universe by myself, and destroys thousands of stars with one gun."

Ren Suo shook his head: "I'm not surprised. I've always known that you guys in the second dimension have beautiful dreams... So, how many wives did you marry in your dream?"

Zhao Huo ignored him. He seemed to have been holding it in for too long and wanted to share his dream with others. “There was no fairy palace world tree in the dream, but the spiritual energy revival still happened. I didn’t become a teacher, but joined the Countermeasures Bureau to slay demons and monsters. I made countless contributions and became famous throughout the world.”

Ren Suo crossed his hands and said, "A monk who doesn't want to kill people is not a good teacher. How many wives do you have?"

"Then the secret realm fell. I and many of my comrades broke into the secret realm. After 81 days of hard fighting, we finally broke through the secret realm. I got the secret realm treasure, the Dragon Gallbladder Spear. That was the weapon I used my whole life." Zhao Huo said with a look of nostalgia: "That was a really good spear. It was thick, tough, elastic, long, and could also shoot waves..."

Ren Suo kicked him, indicating that there were underage and young adult female students here, and said, "Be careful in front of students. If you don't feel ashamed, I will."

Lin Xianyu immediately waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, we're used to it!"

Don't get used to it!

Ren Suo curled his lips and snorted: "How many wives do you have?"

"After returning from my triumphant return, I joined the Great Wall and began my life of fighting alone over three thousand miles and suppressing millions of demons with my spear." Zhao Huo looked towards the ceiling with a longing look on his face: "I used my spear to challenge demons, pierce through chaos, fight monsters, and defeat gods. I even wiped out the Great Dao..."

"Finally, I became one of the most famous human patron saints on Earth, known as 'Dragon King' Zhao Huo, standing at the pinnacle of the world..."

Ren Suo nodded and asked, "So how many wives did you end up having?"

Zhao Huo looked at Ren Suo helplessly and asked, "Are you from Dunhuang? There are so many murals?"

Ren Suo said, "Because your plot seems boring. The only interesting part is how many wives you married. Or is your ending divided into three equal parts by your wives? You never answered. Did you challenge the moral conscience of society in your dream and have more than one wife?"

Zhao Huo blinked his eyes, looked away, and said in a crazy and stupid way: "Of course I have more than one wife. I change my wife at least once every quarter..."

Ren Suo snorted, knowing that Zhao Huo probably wanted everything in his dream, so he said casually, "Then what does your having three wives have to do with me, Ren Suo?"

"It really has nothing to do with you that I have three wives... huh!?" Zhao Huo quickly shut up, but it was too late.

He noticed that the female students looked at him as if he were trash, while Bai Ji looked at him with a gratified look. He quickly explained, "It was all just a dream, don't misunderstand..."

"What you think about during the day, you dream about at night." Ren Suo didn't want to give him a chance to explain, so he asked, "So what does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Huo spread his hands and said, "Well, I found that the biggest turning point in my life is whether or not I met you in the civil servant training camp. If I hadn't met you, I should have just got the Dragon Gallbladder Spear and was preparing to go to Fanying to fight the Onmyoji..."

"Because I had such a good dream for several days in a row, I was so surprised to see you still here."

Ren Suo said, "You mean if you hadn't met me, your life would have been better? Then why are you so happy to see me?"

However, Zhao Huo shook his head: "No, I don't think that kind of life would be better."

"Why? Aren't you successful in that kind of life?" Ren Suo asked with a smile, "And you even married three wives."

"Success and fame also come at a price. I remember that in my dreams, I had to train hard almost every day, and I went through hundreds of battles, big and small, and crawled out of the gates of hell several times. Most of my comrades-in-arms died..." Zhao Huo sighed and said, "Being a hero is good, but a world that needs heroes and a life of heroes may not necessarily be considered 'good'."

"I feel so happy in my dream, but if I have to live that kind of life, I don't want to. Although I can't get the precious gun now, and I can't be a hero, but at least I don't have to live in a sea of ​​blood and corpses every day. I can watch anime every day if I want to watch anime, and play porn games if I want to play porn games..."

Knowing that his image in the eyes of students had plummeted, Zhao Huo was too lazy to maintain his reputation as a teacher and said casually: "In a world where everyone needs to struggle for survival, the entertainment industry is so desolate. Even if I become the patron saint of mankind, I still want to live a peaceful life for a few days, but I am living a peaceful life now!"

Zhao Huo patted Ren Suo's shoulder and said, "That's why I'm so happy to see you, because you are here..."

Lin Xianyu raised his eyebrows.

"…I finally realized that my happy life was not an illusion. That dream was just a dream after all."

Ren Suo pushed his hand away, raised the corner of his mouth into a strange smile, and asked: "Are you really not nostalgic for that dream?"

"No lingering feelings!" Zhao Huo said firmly.

Ren Suo whistled: "But if you can't be a hero, you probably won't be able to marry three wives. If you become a hero, they might even give you a break for the sake of justice; if you don't become a hero now, then everyone will have to rely on their own abilities, and you might end up being divided into three equal parts~"

"Ah?" Zhao Huo blinked and looked away: "Oh, it was all a dream, what's the point of dividing into three parts..."

He muttered quietly: "It's impossible to appear, right?"

Ren Suo snorted twice, thinking that Zhao Huo must be dreaming because of what he had seen and heard in the past few months. Demons, secret realms, gods... In the end, he even wanted them all and married three wives. It was obvious that he was obsessed with anime!

With a jerk like him, how can he become a superhero and the patron saint of mankind?

Then how come he has become a spendthrift otaku who has a fiancée, a childhood sweetheart, and a confidante?

And they blame everything on me. Have the people who come into contact with me become stupid?

However, this kind of dream of traveling through world lines is quite interesting. Ren Suo also wants to have such a dream. Why are all his dreams related to food?

They were chatting happily, and Lin Xianyu quietly left his seat and planned to go pee.

There is a small corner between the kitchen and the living room, so that the sounds from the living room and the smells from the kitchen will not affect each other. The toilet is just around the corner.

When Lin Xianyu passed by the kitchen, he suddenly heard Qiao Muyi's voice coming from inside: "...Cheng Ling, do you still remember what you said to me eight days ago?"

At this moment, Lin Xianyu couldn't help but cast the awakening spell, allowing himself to completely blend into the environment and let the breeze cover all his traces.

This was one of the derived abilities she had gained from studying awakening spells these days. Unlike a storm that was full of destructive power, her derived spell, 'Breeze', used the light wind to cover itself, hiding all sounds and movements, and even obscuring the fluctuations of the cyclone.

Although it has many disadvantages such as being unable to move while in use, being unable to hide the body and only reducing the sense of presence, it can prevent high-level monks from discovering it, so it is practical in some places, such as now.

Lin Xianyu didn't know why she eavesdropped subconsciously. It might be because she heard that there was something wrong with Qiao Muyi's voice. Although she was not good at studying, she could easily capture the hidden emotions in other people's words.

Language is a wonderful thing. When buried in the heart, it is like an unknown seed that can grow into completely different results depending on the owner's wishes. Once spoken, these fleeting words immediately take on a fixed form, freely conveying the speaker's true desires to others.

Few people can capture the true desires in words. Lin Xianyu feels that apart from himself, it seems that only Brother Ren can do it occasionally.

"What?" Dong Chengling responded calmly.

However, Qiao Muyi changed the subject at this time and suddenly said, "Cheng Ling, I have been carrying out missions with Ren Suo these days."

"I know."

"It's just me and him."

"oh?"

"We spent eight days and nights together."

"Um!?"

Lin Xianyu couldn't help but cover her mouth, thinking, if the kitchen exploded later, would she lose her dinner? Would it be too late to go to the canteen to get food? Would she only be able to eat instant noodles tonight?

"No, it's not what you think. I didn't sneak around and nothing happened between us...at least for him, nothing happened between us."

Lin Xianyu couldn't help but nodded. Well, he is worthy of being Brother Ren, awesome. If we want to fight, we can do it tomorrow. Dinner should be safe.

"So what you mean is..." Dong Chengling's voice was quite complicated.

"I just spent eight days to realize one thing." Qiao Muyi's words were full of reminiscence and tenderness. She said, "The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of me is the person in my heart."

"My heart has always been that of a spectator, but I am the character in the play."

"I used to think of myself as a spectator, but I was actually a part of this drama."

"I don't know whether my feelings are true or not. Am I moved by what happened and therefore like him, or am I seeing him clearly through what happened and therefore like him?"

Dong Chengling's voice returned to calm: "There is no such thing as true or false love."

Qiao Muyi agreed: "Yeah, I think so too. In the past, I always felt that I didn't care about something as superficial and vulgar as love. I would rather be arrogant and cynical forever..."

"What now?" Dong Chengling didn't know what he was cutting, and the kitchen knife hit the chopping board hard.

"You once said, 'I was wrong before, should I continue to make the same mistake?'"

"I think what you said makes sense." The gentleness in Qiao Muyi's voice disappeared. Although it was still crisp and pleasant, it could not hide the confidence and fighting spirit in it: "So..."

"Cheng Ling, I can't be your love consultant anymore."