Skilled in managing a house

Paris was leaning on the head of the bed. She had taken off her coat and was wearing a white lace shirt underneath.

When she saw Zhang Yu coming out, instead of making a sound, she closed her eyes.

"What are you doing? You don't plan to live here." Zhang Yu walked to the bed and said with a frown.

"I drank too much..." Paris said weakly without opening her eyes.

"I just saw that you seemed to be in good spirits..." Zhang Yu obviously didn't believe it.

When I was treating Paris, Paris didn't act like she was drunk.

"Isn't it because I'm sick? I just kept my spirits up... As soon as I relaxed my spirits, I immediately got drunk... My head is dizzy now. I guess I won't be able to leave tonight... Otherwise, you can come up here Let's lie down together for a while..." Paris said weakly without opening her eyes.

"If you don't go back now, your senior will find out. How will you explain it?" Zhang Yu said quickly.

"Didn't I tell you... Dhruv and Inzaghi have returned to Rome, and they are rushing to tell the teacher... I have no intention of talking about this with them..." Paris closed her mouth again Eyes said.

"They left, now you are free... Then, otherwise, you can sleep here. Anyway, there are many rooms here, I will sleep in another room..." Zhang Yu couldn't chase Paris away, so he could only Said so.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Hearing his footsteps, Paris immediately opened her eyes and said eagerly: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting..." Zhang Yu turned his head and said innocently: "We are alone and we can't live in the same room..."

"Why can't you live in the same room with me? I'm wronging you." Paris also drank wine and said unhappily.

"No grievance... no grievance... but at least I am a master. There are so many of my disciples here. It doesn't matter that we sleep in the same room..." Zhang Yu explained quickly.

"It makes sense..." Paris stretched, climbed out of bed, picked up her coat, put it on, and picked up her bag.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu asked again: "You are leaving...aren't you drunk too much?"

"My head is confused, but no one cares about me here, so I can only go back to where I live..." She seemed a little lost, and walked to Zhang Yu with her bag in hand.

Zhang Yu really couldn't say anything and didn't know how to say it.

"Boo!" Paris was not polite, she placed a firm kiss on Zhang Yu's lips, and said after they separated, "Thank you."

"It's nothing...it's just a little effort...you're welcome..." Zhang Yu said and quickly turned his head to the side, as if he was afraid that Paris would do something again.

Next to it was the bathroom. Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, then walked into the bathroom, came to the sink, and looked in the mirror.

There was obviously a red mark on his lips. Zhang Yu was afraid of this and quickly reached out to wipe it away. Unexpectedly, at this juncture, Paris actually followed in. She stood behind Zhang Yu and hugged Zhang Yu from behind naturally.

Just as Zhang Yu was about to break away, he saw a look of reluctance on Paris's face, which made her look pitiful. Zhang Yu couldn't bear to struggle hard and said calmly: "Since you drank too much, just rest in the room at night. I'll go downstairs and take a look around."

"No..." Paris's height was not much different from Zhang Yu's. She stood on tiptoes and rested her chin on Zhang Yu's shoulder, but did not continue to speak.

The two people stood like this, even though they were in the same direction, they could still see the color of each other's faces clearly through the mirror.

The tenderness in Paris' eyes made Zhang Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

After a long while, Zhang Yu said without any words: "Um...you just washed it, otherwise...you can take it back..."

"Since you like it, I'll keep it as a souvenir for you..." Paris said softly.

"I, I... who said I like this..." Zhang Yu quickly explained, "Last night, I originally wanted to get rid of it, but because I answered a phone call temporarily, I left it here... Later... I forgot about it later..."

"After I answered the phone, I never went to the bathroom again... How could I... Forget it... Just treat it like this..." Paris said leisurely.

"Just treat it like this...I really don't have any ideas..." Zhang Yu explained anxiously.

"Pfft..." Paris couldn't help laughing when she saw his anxious look. She continued: "I'm not saying I don't believe it. I think you're so anxious. To be honest... I'm almost throwing myself into my arms... You guys don't even touch me..."

"No need to send hugs...we are friends..." Zhang Yu said hesitantly.

"Pfft..." Paris laughed again and said, "You look really interesting now. When we first met, you were completely different."

"What was I like when we first met?" Zhang Yu asked.

"What...you almost ate me at that time...you teased me in every possible way..." Paris pouted and said with a little pride.

"Then I wasn't trying to scare you because I was angry..." Zhang Yu said.

When he said this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met. Although Paris first used the soul-moving technique to deal with Wen Qiong and her daughter, and Zhang Yu broke the crystal ball, the two did not officially meet. The first collision was at the villa on the top of the mountain. The two had a battle of formations. Zhang Yu broke Paris's formation and also hit Paris' chunyao. Fortunately, Zhang Yu's concentration was strong enough, and he arranged a phantom formation, which dealt Paris a blow. More importantly, Paris also inhaled the drug, and was teased and threatened by Zhang Yu.

"I saw you were so courageous at that time, why have you become so timid now..." Paris whispered in Zhang Yu's ear.

"I've always been timid..." Zhang Yu said with a sad face.

"Hmph!" Paris snorted, "I won't play with you anymore..."

She let go of Zhang Yu, picked up the wet panties from the hanger nearby, and put them into her bag. He said again: "I'm telling you, if you get sick again tomorrow night, I will definitely come back to you."

"You're welcome at any time..." Seeing Paris let go of him, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Paris strolled out of the bathroom, and just as she was about to open the door and go out, her hand stopped for a moment, turned around and said, "Why don't you send me off..."

"Of course I have to send it..." Zhang Yu wiped off the lipstick marks on his lips, washed his hands, and then sent Paris downstairs.

Even though he had wiped off his lip gloss, when he went downstairs, he was worried about whether he would meet his apprentice.

Fortunately, at this time, all the apprentices were asleep. All the way down to the first floor, Zhang Yu asked Paris to leave the villa and walked out of the formation.

It was the same position as last night again. The two stood side by side. Paris glanced at Zhang Yu and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

She didn't speak after all, not even saying "goodbye" and walked straight ahead. She walked in a very free and easy manner. I don't know if it was because her symptoms were resolved or because of something else.

Zhang Yu looked at Paris's leaving back until she disappeared, and he shook his head. Zhang Yu was also complaining in his heart, and he didn't even understand how he got involved with this woman.

I just treat Paris as an ordinary friend. This woman used to scream and kill, but the change now is too big.

Could this be the legendary needle in the daughter's heart? You won't understand it even after guessing.

Zhang Yu was too lazy to pay attention anymore, and just wanted to quickly follow this method and look at Zhang Yinling's feet. If it turned into two moles, then Zhang Yinling's illness would also be solved.

With the treatment, Zhang Yu felt much more relaxed. He went upstairs to his room. He first took off his Taoist robe and went into the bathroom to wash away the blood on his body.

For him, drying clothes is a very easy task. With a few tricks, the clothes will be dry.

After leaving the bathroom, he hung the Taoist robe in the closet and subconsciously looked at the jade pendant hanging on his chest. The jade pendant is crystal clear, with a lifelike Pixiu carved on the front - a dragon's head, a horse's body, and a lin's feet, shaped like a lion. There were runes engraved on the back of the jade pendant, but Zhang Yu didn't recognize them.

He had already made up his mind that when he returned to Wudang Taoist Temple, he would use the Jiuxuan Mirror to see what the runes on it meant.

"This thing seems really weird..." Zhang Yu muttered in his heart, "Pixiu has the effect of swallowing money, but I don't know how powerful it is..."

He couldn't explain why, so he put down the jade pendant he was holding and glanced at the suitcase in the cabinet.

The previous jar was taken out from inside. The box and magic weapon containing the heart are all there, so no one will be able to take them away. But what surprised Zhang Yu was why the other party didn't come to get it even though he knew it was here. Could it be that the other person is really a vampire who dares not come out during the day and is afraid of him when he comes at night?

"It shouldn't be..." To be on the safe side, Zhang Yu picked up the cross from the box and opened the box.

That's right, the heart is still there, fine.

"It's really weird..." Zhang Yu was a little confused.

"Is that really a vampire? He can come and go freely through my formation, and the spell he uses to cause body ulcers is like a head-dropping spell. He knows that something is here, but he doesn't come to get it..." Zhang Yu muttered again. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason.

After closing the box and putting the things away, Zhang Yu went to bed and lay down.

His mind was all on these things, and he didn't even think about competing with Che Xinyumi tomorrow. Anyway, tomorrow’s test will be about improvisation. If you don’t know the topic, what’s the use of just thinking about it.

Zhang Yu didn't get much rest in the past few days. After closing his eyes, he fell asleep soon.

It was dawn the next day.

Royal resort estate.

In the middle of the manor, on the left side, there is a building that looks like a church, but is not a church. This is a typical European building, an ancient palace. The entire palace is white, with only two floors in total, and is surrounded by white pillars, which looks very elegant.

On the terrace on the second floor, two elders wearing white robes were sitting. One is Archbishop Charles, and the other is Edwards, the great astrologer.

There was a round table in front of them, with a bottle of red wine and two goblets on it. The two of them looked very comfortable, sitting here drinking wine and admiring the scenery in the early morning.

"Archbishop, after these few days of competition, the strength of these people can be generally seen. Who do you think can advance to the semi-finals today?" Edwards said suddenly.

"In my opinion, the monk named Wu Heng in the first round should be able to win. In the second round, Joseph has little chance of winning. His opponent Leonardo is from Portugal and seems to be only slightly famous, but He can reach the quarter-finals without any trouble. He doesn't look as popular as Zhang Yu, but he definitely shouldn't be underestimated..." Charles said slowly.

Edwards nodded and said: "I also think this person is not weak. I can even see some shadows of the great Portuguese astrologer Quaresma in him. But Quaresma's disciples, It’s really puzzling that there is no such student. Perhaps, he can show his true strength when he fights against Joseph."

"Joseph..." Charles shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid he doesn't have enough weight. At least he has to be the winner between Che Xinyumi and Zhang Yu... This Eastern and Western astrology and Feng Shui exchange meeting is really interesting..."

"Che Xinyumi is indeed very strong. Her teacher Hua Ze is probably even higher in cultivation than me. However, the winner between her and Zhang Yu should be obvious." Edwards spread his hands and said.

"No, no, no..." Charles shook his head and said, "Besides Rockenwell, the people who know today's topic include Yumi Che. You have to know that one more night of preparation time will not help you in today's competition. will take an absolute advantage."

"She...how could she know..." Edwards said in surprise.

"I have to say that the islanders' spies are indeed very capable and have actually sneaked in here. Of course, I also deliberately leaked today's test questions to them," Charles said.

"Isn't it inappropriate to do this..." Edwards said.

"If we don't do this, today's contest will be too boring. I can be sure that no matter who wins between these two people, their vitality will be severely damaged, and they will definitely lose when they face Leonardo tomorrow. Eight Among the strongest, half of the people from the East and the West are shortlisted, which is beyond my imagination, so I don’t want to make any mistakes again." Charles said with a smile.

"It's really surprising. I always thought that this exchange would be one-sided. It would be great to have two Orientals among the top eight. It seems that in the future, we have to pay attention to the Orient." Edward Zi said with emotion.

"You don't have to worry, it's just carelessness this time. It's too late to make up for it now. In the finals, at least there will be Rockenwell, and it would be better if Leonardo is added. Everything is under my control, and it will be soon There will be more exciting shows to come." Charles said proudly.

"A more exciting show, what show?" Edwards asked curiously.

"Don't worry, you will know when the time comes, my old buddy... Hahahaha..." At the end of the sentence, Charles couldn't help laughing.

Judging from his high-spirited look, it seemed as if something big and unknown was about to happen.