The villain's daily corpse collection

Huo Feng went outside to check the situation, while Yuan Xiang and Zhuang Boyan sat in the hall downstairs to have breakfast.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle downstairs, it was indeed time for dinner.

Everyone stayed awake all night, but because everyone had their own concerns, they did not appear overly tired. Instead, they were all worried and deep in thought.

When Yuan Xiang saw Huo Feng coming downstairs, he told him about the situation and the subsequent assistance. Huo Feng was relieved and said that if he needed some small assistance, he would certainly try his best, but some situations were really inconvenient at the moment.

"Brother Huo, you don't have to be polite to us. We are all very grateful to you for your help. I haven't even had time to tell you that the secret book you gave me before is very suitable for me. On the way back this time, when I was fighting against A Diao and Bai Tang, the skills in the secret book played a big role!"

Huo Feng smiled and said, "It's good that it's useful! I still remember some secret books, but I don't remember as many as my master. When I have time, I will learn more, write them down and give them to you."

Yuan Xiang also responded with a smile: "It's a deal!"

During this journey, Yuan Xiang obviously spoke more. He used to be very quiet and would only say a few words when he was playing with Du Ximiao and Ni Yun. But now, in his free time, he can chat and joke with everyone.

Zhuang Boyan was silently observing Huo Feng. Huo Feng noticed his gaze and looked at Zhuang Boyan and said, "Brother Zhuang, why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

Zhuang Boyan lowered his head and coughed lightly: "Excuse me, I just felt that Brother Huo looked familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before."

Huo Feng was quite surprised to get this answer: "In the past... this possibility was very small. The only explanation was that I had an ordinary face."

After hearing this explanation, Yuan Xiang, who was drinking porridge, suddenly choked and started coughing violently. The two people beside him quickly helped him pour water to calm down. It took a long time for him to calm down.

"Brother Huo, your words are really shocking. If you have a face like this, how can we feel?" Yuan Xiang looked at Zhuang Boyan beside him and immediately changed his words, "It's either us or me. I won't say anything more."

"Brother Yuan, what are you talking about?" Zhuang Boyan was also amused by this strange atmosphere, but he still said seriously, "Your body and hair are given by your parents, and it is also determined by heaven. Regardless of the appearance, the key is to see whether your heart is pure and kind."

Huo Feng nodded and continued, "Master Zhuang is right."

Yuan Xiang said seriously: "No wonder my daughter-in-law keeps praising him. Master Zhuang is very knowledgeable and can quote classics on any topic..."

"Okay, stop joking, both of you. Let's end the topic here." Zhuang Boyan interrupted quickly.

"Hey! You guys are eating alone and didn't even call me." Du Ximiao also came down from upstairs and interrupted their chat.

Seeing the remaining buns in the steamer on the table, she reached out to take some. Yuan Xiang didn't stop her: "These are cold. I'll get some fresh ones."

Du Ximiao waved her hand, but she still finished the one he took in a few bites.

"You should have put it back in the stove to heat it up. You haven't slept all night, and eating such cold leftovers is not good for your health." Zhuang Boyan asked with concern.

"It's okay. I just felt a little hungry suddenly. I just wanted to eat something to fill my stomach." Du Ximiao picked up the new bun, but his fingers were burned, so he had to put it down again and started to drink a few mouthfuls of red bean porridge.

After eating for a while, she raised her head and said, "Every time I eat and sleep, I envy you gods. You save so much trouble! Being a mortal is really troublesome."

Huo Feng asked: "Young lady is destined to be with you, so it is understandable that you choose to embark on the path of cultivation. But I have never heard you mention it before?"

Du Ximiao took a bite of the crispy scallion pancake, swallowed it, and then said, "Well, I'm just saying it. In fact, I have never thought about leaving my mortal identity. Just like I said yesterday, I can't abandon my seven emotions and six desires, and I have the most profound feelings about all things in this world. I have no chance to escape into the gate of heaven, that's all."

She finished her porridge, pursed her lips, and looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated: "Sis Wei..."

"She is practicing." Huo Feng answered immediately.

"Did she say anything afterwards?"

Huo Feng shook his head: "Speaking of this matter, I should be blamed..."

"Wait a moment!" Du Ximiao made a pause gesture, "Boss, please open a private room for us and serve some good wine and snacks."

The shopkeeper standing in front of the counter quickly called out, "Dear guests, please go upstairs! Be careful with the steps!"

The three men looked at each other: "?"

Huo Feng turned his head and looked at the clear sky outside: "Drinking in the middle of the morning?"

Yuan Xiang scratched his head: "Your Highness, you..."

Zhuang Boyan said sternly: "If you have time to drink, it seems that you haven't memorized enough books!"

Du Ximiao didn't care what the three people were feeling, he invited them into the private room and closed the door.

When I turned around, all four bowls were filled.

Du Ximiao was stunned: "Yuan Xiang... this is the bowl for eating, they forgot to bring a cup... Forget it! Just drink from this."

The gazes from Huo Feng and Zhuang Boyan made Yuan Xiang sweat profusely. His hands were almost full of blame. It was indeed all his fault.

"We have known each other for such a long time, but we have never had a good chat. Why not now? Let's start with what Huo Feng said just now. You said that you are to blame for this. Why?"

As if he had returned to his home turf, Du Ximiao's aura returned to normal. Now it was Huo Feng's turn to be hesitant to speak.

"Let's have a chat among the four of us, why don't we call Mo Wei down to join us?" Zhuang Boyan still accepted this outrageous behavior, because he also had many questions that he wanted to answer through this conversation.

"Isn't Sister Weiwei practicing? Let's not disturb her, and besides..." Her tone was slightly meaningful, "We are the younger generation, and we also need our own space occasionally. I think Sister Weiwei will understand us."

Huo Feng was about to speak, but Du Ximiao spoke first. After she finished speaking, he stood up and said, "You and I are not from the same generation!"

Du Ximiao pushed Huo Feng back to his chair: "Oh, it's almost the same, it's just an adjective. You are a magnanimous person, don't take it to heart."

After saying that, she picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Zhuang Boyan wanted to dissuade her, but Yuan Xiang shook his head and stopped him.

After drinking, Du Ximiao turned the bowl over, leaving not a drop behind.

"I've done it, you guys can do whatever you want. Don't worry about me, I've been drinking since I was eleven, and my alcohol tolerance is not something that just anyone can match."

Then she filled it up again.

After returning to Yangdu Qingyu, Du Ximiao felt very depressed and had even spoken less recently.

She was about to face many storms from the imperial court, and she was nervous but also a little excited.

This trip was quite rewarding, at least in terms of imitating the mysterious Yindu Emperor, she had learned a lot. But many things were hidden under the iceberg, and could not be brought to the table before a perfect plan was made.

At this moment, it is indeed a rare outlet to vent, after all, the atmosphere has been set here.

Huo Feng also picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Yuan Xiang and Zhuang Boyan looked at each other. What was going on? What were they competing for? Could they all drink so much?

"What a coincidence, Your Highness. I can drink quite a bit, too."

After drinking a bowl of wine, Huo Feng's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat fast, as if he had drunk a bowl of water.

Du Ximiao smiled and nodded heavily: "Okay, okay, I'll fill it up for you."

Zhuang Boyan couldn't help but said, "I've never drunk like this at a government dinner. What are you doing? Let's get down to business!"

"In fact, we came here to find the artifact. You already know this. But the cause of this incident was me. I am actually dead."

Under the astonished gazes of several people, Huo Feng spoke slowly and fluently. He roughly told them how the sect brought him back to life, how he and Wang Wei became master and apprentice, and so on. This included but was not limited to the purpose of finding the artifact to take away the unknown power in the body, and that the power was threatening, so they needed to speed up their journey and not act rashly.

Everyone was stunned by what they heard, and they just felt that the world was so big and too bizarre.

Du Ximiao understood after hearing this: "So you have so many troubles. Sister Weiwei never tells us too much, I thought you gods can do anything with just a wave of your hands. But when you just said the prohibition of heaven, I understand. The power of the gods will be suppressed in the mortal world, and it is indeed not easy to find someone all over the world."

Huo Feng raised his bowl, and several people clinked their bowls together in a toast, drinking in silence to digest the massive amount of information they had just received.

"However, you are still not sure of her identity to this day." Zhuang Boyan was quite curious about this.

"There are so many gods in heaven, how can I be sure? But I have a general direction." Huo Feng took a deep breath.

"What direction?" Zhuang Boyan asked.

"Teacher, I feel like you've been paying a lot of attention to Sister Weiwei's affairs recently. During the time when Lord Xiao Huo was away, I saw that you and Sister Weiwei seemed to be chatting very happily." Du Ximiao said meaningfully.

what?

He was just gone for half a day, what happened?

Huo Feng subconsciously sat up straight, picked up the bowl to hide his emotions, and kept his eyes on Zhuang Boyan.

Although he and Wang Wei had a close relationship that went beyond their identities, it was limited to the two of them, and was a secret that was kept secret from everyone.

Zhuang Boyan did not refute, but took a sip of wine, put down the bowl and said: "I just have some questions, I would like to ask Miss Mo to answer them for me."

"What's the matter? You can ask me directly." Huo Feng responded quickly.

"Didn't I ask you just now?"

Zhuang Boyan doesn't drink often. Among the five people, he can only drink a little more than Wang Wei at most - which is indeed much better than being knocked out in one glass.

Huo Feng searched his memory carefully: "You mean you think I look familiar and have seen me before?"

"That's right." Zhuang Boyan burped lightly, "Excuse me."

Huo Feng began to doubt various possibilities, and he carefully searched for omissions in his long river of memory.

But he had been away from the heaven for quite some time, and there were so many people coming and going every day. Except for his superior, Mu De Chong Hua Shenzun, who he remembered clearly, he really didn't pay much attention to the others.

Moreover, he has a mild prosopagnosia. Unless it is someone he spends every day with, he will forget most of them after just a glance.

However, Master is an exception.

The first time Huo Feng saw her, he engraved her deeply in his mind. The several terrifying dreams on the dream boat further deepened the impression, making it difficult to forget.

But Zhuang Boyan is just a mortal, how could he have had the chance to meet him before?

Although his face, if you look closely, does seem otherworldly.

Huo Feng asked about several places that he and Wang Wei had visited before. Zhuang Boyan had never been there, so it was impossible that he had seen him in the mortal world.

"It's possible that we've met before, but it was just your illusion. Then where have you seen my master before?"

"In a dream." Zhuang Boyan answered calmly, but his expression showed signs of being unconscious.

Huo Feng: “?”

Du Ximiao grabbed Yuan Xiang's hand and squeezed it tightly, as if he had heard some important secret.

Yuan Xiang was a little drunk, and he didn't know whether he was awakened by hearing these words or by Du Ximiao's actions. He straightened his back and looked at Huo Feng and Zhuang Boyan, who were sitting on his left and right, with a slightly confused and inquiring look in his eyes.

Huo Feng couldn't control his emotions and smashed the bowl on the table with a "clang".

"What did you say?"

Zhuang Boyan didn't realize that Huo Feng was in a bad mood. He lowered his eyes and recalled, then continued to talk to himself: "It may not be a dream. That scene... was too real. It was as if it really happened. Where was it? Why can't I remember it..."

He knocked his head and seemed to be really drunk. Huo Feng left his seat and walked straight to sit next to him.

"What did you see specifically? What scene?"

"It seems to be... a palace, and above the palace..."

Zhuang Boyan fell drunk on the table before he finished speaking. Even though Huo Feng pushed him, he didn't get up. Yuan Xiang and Du Ximiao also became drunk without knowing when.

Huo Feng suddenly felt a breath of depression in his heart.

This time, he wanted to get himself drunk to give himself courage, and then say some intimate words and do some intimate things with Wang Wei.

But after drinking this meal, he was mostly sober.

What is the hall that Zhuang Boyan mentioned? And he actually asked the same question to the two of them. Given Zhuang Boyan's personality, he shouldn't be so rash. He must have thought about it for a long time before asking. Does this mean that Zhuang Boyan's identity is not simple?

Once you start to doubt, you will begin to explore endlessly until you find the truth.

Huo Feng picked up the jar and drank the last sip of wine, then woke up Yuan Xiang. The two of them sent Du Ximiao and Zhuang Boyan back to their rooms.

Huo Feng gave his original room directly to Yuan Xiang, and he pushed the door and walked into Wang Wei's room.

No one is on the couch?

The doors and windows of the room were closed. They could see the stairs from the private room they were in, so it seemed that they had never left the inn.

Huo Feng looked tense. Could it be that he encountered some danger?

He walked around the room and finally found her curled up in the narrow space between the bed and the closet.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.

Huo Feng squatted and sat down. There was still room for him to squeeze in that space, so he moved carefully for fear of waking people up.

He didn't understand why his master would do such a thing.

In fact, there is no need to understand, he just needs to accompany her silently.

Although he didn't use any magic to sober himself up today, Huo Feng still felt extremely sober.

Every puzzle will have its answer revealed one day, and he will definitely figure it out.

However, no matter what the answer is, it doesn't matter.

Huo Feng quietly moved closer to look, it was a corner of the room where sunlight didn't reach, so he couldn't see clearly.

But Wang Wei opened his eyes at this moment.

The two looked at each other.

"Master, why are you sitting here?"

It seems that he is the most sober person today.