"China!"
"Me too!"
Rather than saying Lan Ya Mei was surprised, it would be more accurate to say she was happy.
The two closed the door and frankly explained their situation.
It turns out that the Taoist Master Xu Yu was indeed a time traveler, and a postdoctoral fellow in medicine at that. By a twist of fate, he transmigrated into the body of a wandering Taoist priest suffering from a deadly poison, and eventually ended up in this place. He set up camp and, over three years, established the Asura Taoist Platform.
Unlike Lan Yamei, the body of the Taoist Master Xuyu is inhabited by two souls. One is Zhao Zhicheng from the modern world; the other is the Taoist Master himself.
Zhao Zhicheng said with some pain, "I used to be able to control this body, but now, that Taoist's willpower is getting stronger and stronger, and he has done some things that he had no choice to do, which were not my own will."
"You mean tigers eat people?" Lan Yamei asked tentatively, recalling the bad rumors.
Zhao Zhicheng nodded slightly with a troubled expression, sighed, and said, "This Taoist is a Taoist with lofty ambitions, who is determined to become a Buddha and has secretly harmed many people's lives. I know this but I can't stop him, which causes me great pain."
"You mean he really killed someone, but blamed it on a tiger?" Lan Yamei boldly speculated.
“I tried to control him with my willpower and stop him from doing this, but I never succeeded. I can feel his soul growing stronger and stronger, and sooner or later it will squeeze me out of this body.” Zhao Zhicheng had just finished saying this when suddenly his expression changed, and he said ferociously, “You’re only good at treating illnesses and saving lives, aren’t you? Without me, who would know you?”
Lan Ya Mei was startled. It was as if a person had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Just a moment ago, he was gentle and refined, but now he had revealed his fierce nature. "Who are you?" Lan Ya Mei asked instinctively, taking a step back and adopting a defensive stance.
"Who am I? You're on my turf, and you're asking me who I am?" The handsome young man laughed loudly, his face contorted with rage.
"Are you the Taoist of False Reputation?" Bluetooth Girl gripped the dagger in her bosom tightly, maintaining a safe distance from the crazed man, and asked warily.
"I am, but your death is near!" As soon as he finished speaking, the False Proclaimer, with his tiger claws, leaped into the air and pounced towards Lan Yamei's face.
Lan Yamei hadn't expected her opponent to know kung fu. Just as the two sharp tiger claws were about to gouge out her eyes, a fan appeared out of thin air and caught the attack. Then, she struck out with a palm, directly hitting the opponent's shoulder armor. The opponent staggered back several steps and rolled on the ground before dissipating the force.
The inexperienced Lan Ya Mei, whose eyes weren't as quick as her brain, would definitely have been injured if someone hadn't intervened. Looking closer, she realized it was Qiu Zeyu.
"Why are you here?" Lan Yamei asked in surprise.
"I came over as soon as I finished my business. I didn't expect you to have such a big appetite!" After saying this, she walked towards Master Xuyu.
Lan Yamei blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. It seemed this guy had arrived quite early. She guessed he must have overheard her conversation with Zhao Zhicheng, and a sudden pang of anxiety gripped her.
The vain Taoist clutched his shoulder armor and thrashed about a few times, unable to get up. He lay on his back on the ground, grimacing as he said, "Go easy on me, you didn't shatter my brain."
Judging from his expression and his voice, the Taoist Master Xuyu has now transformed into Zhao Zhicheng.
Bluetooth Girl, disregarding the fear that Qiu Zeyu would discover her identity, helped Zhao Zhicheng up and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Are you badly injured?"
"Heavy? I didn't even use any force, okay?" Qiu Zeyu said, a little jealous, with his hands behind his back and glancing at the two of them.
Zhao Zhicheng struggled to his feet and said to Qiu Zeyu, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, both Lan Yamei and I would have been in danger."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. I didn't intend to save you, but she can't get hurt, and I still have some things to say to her." Qiu Zeyu pointed at Lan Yamei, pretending to be nonchalant.
Lan Yamei blushed for no reason; her master's words were too suggestive. She quickly turned her head to the side and said to Zhang Zhicheng, "Why do you keep changing like this? One minute you're gentle and refined, the next you're all fierce. Are you like this all the time?"
“Whenever I’m treating patients, everything is under control. But whenever I’m idle, he takes control of this body. I know what he does, but I just can’t control him,” Zhang Zhicheng said in frustration.
Lan Yamei helped the man to the table, and the three of them sat down together. Qiu Zeyu started eating sunflower seeds without a care in the world, showing no concern whatsoever for Zhao Zhicheng's life or death.
"What should we do?" Bluetooth Girl felt extremely troubled. One body, two souls, one an angel, the other a devil. She didn't know whether to be considered a good person or a bad person!
"And who is this?" Zhao Zhicheng asked formally, glancing at Qiu Zeyu.
"Oh, this is my master, the one who taught me kung fu, his name is Qiu Zeyu," Lan Yamei introduced simply, then pointed to Zhao Zhicheng to introduce him to Qiu Zeyu.
Qiu Zeyu didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in a huff, "I've been here since you started drinking tea. His name is Zhao Zhicheng, and he's a postdoctoral fellow in medicine."
At this point, Qiu Zeyu put down the sunflower seeds in his hand, stared intently at Lan Yamei, and asked, "What is a postdoctoral fellow in medicine?"
“This…” Lan Yamei and Zhao Zhicheng exchanged a glance, their faces showing reluctance.
…
"Speak up!" Qiu Zeyu urged. "If you don't tell me, I'm leaving. Don't come begging me later." He then made a move to leave.
Lan Yamei didn't want to be killed by that madman, Xu Yu Daoren. She glanced at Zhao Zhicheng, grabbed Qiu Zeyu's sleeve, and said, "I'll tell you everything! But you have to keep it a secret, you swear."
Only after Qiu Zeyu swore a solemn oath with the lives of his entire family did Lan Yamei reveal the whole truth.
After they finished speaking, the two stared intently at Qiu Zeyu's expression, extremely nervous.
Qiu Zeyu appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil! After a long pause, he stared at Lan Yamei and said, "So, you might leave one day?"
Lan Yamei didn't expect Qiu Zeyu to ask this first. Something soft inside her was touched, and her voice softened slightly, "I can't even find a way back, how can I go back?"
"Really?" Qiu Zeyu asked excitedly.
"Really!" Lan Yamei couldn't bear Qiu Zeyu acting like a child, but she felt sweet inside.
"Hey, hey, I'm still here," Zhao Zhicheng said, pointing to his own nose.
"By the way, your situation is special, maybe you can go back." Lan Yamei quickly pulled her wandering thoughts back and focused her energy on solving the problem.
"I do want to go back, but this 'Fake Feat Taoist' is no good person!" Zhao Zhicheng had been troubled by this for a long time. The two had been locked in a tug-of-war for three years, and he still hadn't been able to completely control himself. "If he does all sorts of bad things, won't I be guilty?"
"Don't worry, let's work together to figure out a solution. We'll definitely be able to solve this problem." Lan Yamei didn't think it was a big deal. Judging from their brief exchange, this False Proclaimer was weak when facing a strong opponent and strong when facing a weak one. As long as there was someone stronger than him, he wouldn't dare to do anything wrong.
Thinking of this, Bluetooth Girl looked at Qiu Zeyu with admiration. As expected, her master was truly formidable, completely overwhelming the other party.
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