After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Although True Lord Liuyunjiefeng kept in mind the instructions of the Dragon King Ruotu, he had to always follow the "ordinary man" who occupied the body of the emperor and keep a close eye on him under his nose.

But seeing Yuan Zhuoyue's actions at this time, it can be understood that the other party walked into this wilderness intentionally to avoid the eyes and ears of others.

So even though she followed closely behind, she didn't get too close, but kept a distance to ensure that Yuan Zhuoyue was within her sight.

Although such a distance did not make much difference to her, the senses of immortals were more sensitive than those of mortals.

To her, talking at such a distance was not much different from whispering.

She stopped here because she was going beyond her duties and was simply showing due respect to this "ordinary person" who had occupied the emperor's body but was not a bad person.

Ringo Hu looked hesitant, but in the end, because of Zhongli's past experience, he naturally developed some trust in him.

However, Ringo-Hu's question followed: "I have not been in Liyue Harbor these days, but I have heard my good colleagues mention that you, Mr. Zhongli, lost your memory after falling into the sea... Since you have no past experience, how can you say that the problem I have to face is more serious?"

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't want to explain in a roundabout way to make the other party trust him more. He just said straightforwardly: "I just told you this. Whether you believe it or not is not within my consideration."

Although Lin Qihu had never met Zhongli directly, he learned from his colleagues who had had contact with Zhongli that this knowledgeable Zhongli was a generous and gentle person.

Although these words were not particularly harsh, they sounded a little sharp to the ears, and also revealed an unquestionable arrogance.

Because of his profession, Ringo-Tiger always has a questioning attitude towards any issue in most cases. What he said to Zhongli before was just a habit.

He knew that this guest from the Hall of Rebirth was extraordinary, and he did have many questions in his mind, but he did not have too many doubts.

Then he changed his tone and said to the tall voice in front of him with a smile: "Mr. Zhongli, could you tell me what hidden dangers I have? Why did you suddenly bring me here, away from the eyes and ears of others, to talk in detail?"

Yuan Zhuoyue saw that this person had already shown a cooperative attitude, so he had no intention of using any tough measures.

Instead, he asked directly, "What medium did you use just now to control the mist and arouse other people's emotions?"

This time, after hearing this, the hesitation on Ringo Tiger's face became even more conflicted.

He was silent for a while, then took out something from his arms and presented it to Yuan Zhuoyue with both hands: "My ancestors had a connection with the gods. This is an old family heirloom. It is said to be a gift from the gods, and it can keep everyone in my family safe."

Yuan Zhuoyue immediately saw clearly what this thing was. It was just a small wooden sculpture about the length of his index finger.

It is carved into the shape of a sword, with its warm texture and soft and rounded edges, which are the result of being carried on the body for many years.

The texture of the wood is extremely rhythmic, and the veins are connected together in a crisscross pattern, as if weaving together a natural rune array.

Yuan Zhuoyue also immediately traced back to the source of the [filth], which was not the small wooden sword, but an inconspicuous little bead hanging from the red rope passing through the handle of the wooden sword.

The bead was only the size of a soybean and did not look very special. It looked like a shellfish with a shell that was polished and had a texture similar to bone...

The color of the red rope is extremely bright, with no signs of dullness or whitening, nor any signs of wear and tear.

Even the most ignorant person can tell that this red rope is not an antique when seeing it.

Yuan Zhuoyue did not take the small wooden sword from the other party, but asked in confusion: "Where did the pearl and jade ornaments on your wooden sword come from?"

This is not difficult to understand. Ringo Tiger is not stupid, so he can naturally understand that the problem is not the heirloom that has been passed down in their family for many years.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, before he had time to feel thankful, the expression on his face suddenly froze again.

He looked a little dazed and confused, but after a moment, he turned to fear: "... This is the reward given to me by an old man I helped when I was on duty in the Layered Rock Abyss. I also know that old man. He is an orphan from a nearby village. He should not intentionally harm people. He may not know the danger... Fortunately, this bead only fell into my hands. If he is an octogenarian..."

At this point, Ringo-Tiger suddenly paused. After a brief moment of confusion, a look of fear appeared in his eyes: "No, that's not right... I picked up this bead. I liked it and wanted to collect it. It just so happened that the red rope tied to the wooden sword was already worn and dirty, so I strung this bead and the red rope together on this small wooden sword..."

"But... I remember that it was the old man who handed the bead to me. But I also remember that I picked up the bead from the ground with my own hands..." Ringo Hu shouted confidently and excitedly: "There is something wrong with my memory! There is definitely something wrong with my memory! If this is the case, I can never stay in Qianyan Army! Never!"

Seeing the other party's look as if the sky had fallen, Yuan Zhuoyue immediately comforted him: "Although this jade bead is indeed a source, fortunately there is this small wooden sword to block the disaster for you... As long as the energy attached to this jade bead is removed, there will be no big problem for you in the future, brother Lin can rest assured..."

Ringo Tiger then slightly suppressed the panic-stricken look on his face, and then stared with a little disbelief at the small wooden sword in his hand that was not even as long as his finger.

Some people said in disbelief: "Could this really be a treasure from the immortals? I thought it was just an ordinary antique. I also thought it was just the nonsense of the elders in the family who wanted to seek immortality and ask for the way."

When Master Liuyun Jiefeng heard the conversation between Yuan Zhuoyue and Ling Qinhu, she felt her head was full of question marks, although she did feel the extraordinary nature of the small wooden sword.

However, she did not feel that there was anything unusual about the bead hanging on the red rope. The bead was ordinary and, in her perception, was just an ordinary object.