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The quaint town is like a paradise, with small bridges, flowing water, and scattered pedestrians.

Is this Wuyin Town?

Chuzheng raised her head and looked at the big characters Wuyin Town on the archway to make sure there was no mistake.

It really is a town.

"Why is this here?"

"Didn't you say it was a secret realm?"

"Why is it a town? These people don't seem to have any problems..."

Others don't know what's going on. There are many opinions about Wuyin Town, but no one has ever said that Wuyin Town is really a town.

So how are they going to find the treasure?

The town is much larger than ordinary towns. The appearance of Chu Zheng and his group did not attract the attention of the townspeople, as if it was normal for them to come and go here.

Chuzheng and the group of people walked away separately. After the evil spirit came out, it disappeared and it was unknown where it went.

Chuzheng decided to find a place to stay first.

"Please come in, sir." The waiter greeted him enthusiastically.

"Is it better for two guests to stay in the hotel..."

"Stay in the hotel." Chuzheng handed over the Lingbi.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then took it over with a smile: "Please come in for the two guests. Is it one room or two rooms?"

"one."

"..." Jingpo didn't even have time to speak, Chuzheng had already made his decision.

The waiter led them: "The two guests, come with me. Our store is definitely the best here. You two will not regret choosing this place... Guests, this... is also required." Take it with you?"

When the waiter saw the coffin behind Chu Zheng, he hesitated.

"has a problem?"

"...No, do you need my help in setting up the room?" the waiter asked with a smile.

Chuzheng thought the waiter's smile was a little weird, so she refused the waiter's kindness.

The waiter didn't force anything, he just led the way to their room.

"Is this Wuyin Town?" Chuzheng asked casually.

"Yes." The waiter asked curiously, "Where are you going, sir?"

"Wuyin Town."

"..." The waiter was silent, walked a few steps quickly, and opened a door: "Sir, this is our room. If you need anything, just call me."

After the waiter finished speaking, he bowed back and closed the door.

Jingpo took off his hood and walked to the table to get a drink of water.

"Don't drink randomly."

Jingpo blinked and put down the teacup obediently.

...In fact, he is not afraid even if it is poisonous.

Chuzheng brought him some clean water from space. The boy held the cup and drank it quickly. He held up the empty cup and handed it to Chuzheng, with the word "More More" written on his face.

Chuzheng filled it up for him: "Do you think there's anything strange here?"

"...Everything is strange." The young man pressed his lips against the cup.

It's really weird everywhere.

The people in the town didn't find it strange that these strangers appeared.

No one even looked twice.

It seems that they are no different from the townspeople.

At first glance, the whole town is peaceful and calm, like a paradise.

But it gave Chuzheng a sense of disobedience... her intuition told her that this place was very dangerous.

It's definitely not as peaceful as it seems.

Chuzheng asked Jingpo: "What medicine are you looking for?"

"Stop the river of forgetfulness."

"???"What the hell?

"...They are two things." The young man explained in a low voice: "Zhixi and Wangchuan."

"what?"

"Cease is a beast, forgetfulness is a tree."

"Is it related to the previous physical changes?"

Jingpo glanced at Chuzheng and nodded, but Jingpo didn't want to say more.

"I will help, don't be afraid." Chuzheng patted the boy's head.

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Chuzheng didn't dare to feed Jingpo the food here, so she used food from space to solve his food and clothing problem.

The monks here have Qiankun bags that can hold a lot of things, so Jingpo didn't show much confusion when Chu Zheng took out things out of thin air.

At night, a very important question lay before them.

The room has only one bed.

Jingpo didn't dare to touch the bed and climbed into the coffin.

Anyway, he has been sleeping outside, and now he has no worries.

"You don't want to sleep in a bed?"

As soon as Jingpo sat down, Chuzheng appeared next to him.

"I...I can just sleep here."

"fear me?"

"...No...No." Jingpo clasped his hands in front of him, pinching each other because of nervousness.

"Then why are you sleeping here?"

"I……"

"come out."

Jingpo looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, and finally stretched out his hand slowly.

Chuzheng pulled the person up and carried him out directly.

As soon as Jingpo's feet touched the ground, his body suddenly jumped into the air.

Whether out of instinct or habit, he put his hands around Chu Zheng's neck.

Jingpo stared at the side of Chu Zheng's face intently, feeling a soft touch beneath his body.

Jingpo was lying on the bed, and he didn't let go of his hand. Chuzheng could only maintain that position.

"What's wrong?" Chuzheng asked in a low voice.

Jingpo just looked at her and said nothing.

Chuzheng only needed to move slightly to touch the boy's lips.

Want to kiss...

What's wrong with kissing your own card?

This thought flashed through Chuzheng, and she took action the next second.

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Jingpo hurriedly pushed Chuzheng out, and Chuzheng watched him put down the curtain and shrink into the quilt, leaving only a strand of silver-white hair.

The strand of hair was pulled into the quilt the next second.

Chuzheng raised her hand to her lips, lightly rubbed her lower lip with her fingertips, and turned around to leave.

Chuzheng moved Jingpo's broken box to the corner of the coffin, then lay down in it, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and rested.

The room fell silent.

The young man in the quilt carefully revealed his head, looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.

The coffin was placed less than five meters away from him, and the person inside could not be seen.

Jingpo pursed his lower lip, lowered the curtain and lay down.

He stared into space, with the scene just now in his mind.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

But...it's not annoying.

Jingpo lay down for a while, then got up again, opened the curtain and looked over there.

I repeated it several times, and I was so shocked that I didn't even fall asleep.

The next day, the boy got up with panda eyes.

The boy's skin is already fair, but the dark circles under his eyes are particularly obvious.

"Didn't you sleep well?"

"...Hmm." Jingpo responded, not daring to look at Chuzheng.

"Is it because I kissed you?" Chuzheng didn't shy away from so many things.

"Cough cough cough..." Jingpo choked on his saliva.

Chuzheng reached out and patted his back, waited for him to calm down, and then leaned over: "Really?"

The young man pushed her away, his voice trembling: "...don't get so close to me."

Chuzheng pulled the person back: "Answer my question first."

"..."

Jingpo struggled but did not break away.

He looked helpless: "...Yes."

Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds and then let him go. Jingpo immediately moved away from Chuzheng.

"Hate my kiss?"

"...No...no." Jingpo subconsciously denied it.

"Then why are you so far away from me?"

"...I...I'm nervous." Jingpo lowered his head, his voice barely audible.

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