"Mr. Zhou Zheng is here?" Su Baiyi said happily.
Mo Wen nodded: "Yes, I have been wondering whether the academy will send someone down the mountain this time, and if so, who will they send. I didn't expect it to be Mr. Zhou Zheng."
"Why didn't you think of it?" Su Baiyi asked.
"Because the gentleman Zhou Zheng is the old ghost Shanxu. He has spent most of his life in the mountains writing "Hot-Blooded Academy." Mo Yi said slowly.
Su Baiyi nodded: "The Hot-Blooded Academy is very famous in the world."
"This is a very passionate book, and also a very bloody book. Anyone who can write such a book must have a bad temper. The academy has always been steady in its actions. The last time two gentlemen came down the mountain, it caused a big stir. I thought this time it would be the three gentlemen who acted old-fashioned who would come down the mountain." Mo Wen smiled, "But since it is the five gentlemen who are coming down the mountain, it will be much more interesting. But now, let's deal with other things first."
"That upright gentleman..." Su Baiyi hadn't finished his words when he saw Xiao Sheng, the leader of the Nine Evils of Demon City, walking towards them in a hurry. Su Baiyi had met Xiao Sheng several times before, and each time, Xiao Sheng was holding a book in his hands and completely ignored anything other than the book. But today, Xiao Sheng was still carrying a book box, but his expression was extremely excited.
"City Lord, has Mr. Zhou Zheng really come?" Xiao Sheng asked when he saw Mo Wen.
"Yes. You go to the City Lord's Mansion and wait for me, I will come later." Mo Wen replied.
"Okay, okay! I'll go!" Xiao Sheng immediately headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Outside the City Lord's Mansion, Nangong Xier had just heard Mo Wen's loud shout, and had hurried out to ask the people around her, "Is Mr. Zhou Zheng from the Academy here?"
"It's me." Zhou Zheng landed in front of Nangong Xier.
"Fifth Senior Brother!" Nangong Xier hugged Zhou Zheng tightly.
“Ahem, ahem, Junior Sister, calm down.” In front of Nangong Xier, Zhou Zheng could no longer maintain the demeanor of a master that he had displayed along the way. He scratched her head helplessly, “Don’t cry, don’t cry.”
Nangong Xier smiled and wiped her eyes: "I'm old enough now, I won't cry easily anymore."
"You've worked hard along the way." Zhou Zheng comforted softly.
Nangong Xier stuck out her tongue: "It's all my fault that my senior brothers didn't help me."
"It's all your fault for sneaking down the mountain." Zhou Zheng stretched out his finger and flicked Nangong Xier's forehead, "You made me go down the mountain. You know I hate going far away the most."
"Now that we're here, what else can we do?" Nangong Xier said with a smile.
"Of course, we will beat them to a pulp." Zhou Zheng said loudly, "There is no turning back in life. There is only one way to go."
"Good, very good! Very well said!" a voice sounded beside them.
Zhou Zheng turned around, looking rather dissatisfied. This strange middle-aged scholar had been standing there for a long time, staring at them without wavering, which made him feel very uncomfortable: "Who are you?"
Xiao Sheng hurriedly bowed his head and said, "I am the leader of the Nine Evils of Demon City, Xiao Sheng."
"Xiao Sheng, the one who is best at killing people." Zhou Zheng nodded, "I've heard of you."
"You gentleman have actually heard of me..." Xiao Sheng's expression became even more excited.
"If you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. All the martial arts, principles, and strategies in the world are in the book. If you can fully understand the meaning of the book, you can become a saint. You have the will to kill, and you have become the best killer in the world, which is also respectable." Zhou Zheng clasped his fists and said, "If there is a chance, you can go to the palace to talk."
"Mr. Zhou Zheng, I... I have a request." Xiao Sheng suddenly asked.
Zhou Zheng was puzzled: "What request?"
Xiao Sheng put down the bookcase on his back and took out a thick stack of books from it: "Gentleman, these are all the books of "Hot-Blooded Academy" that I have collected. Please sign them for me."
"… "
Castlevania, Tangyuan.
Su Baiyi looked up at the plaque on the gate and whispered, "Where is this?"
"This is Yan Xiaotang's villa. He has something to talk to you about, so I won't go in." Mo Wen stood at the door and did not step into the courtyard.
When Su Baiyi heard Yan Xiaotang's name, he shuddered: "Are you going to take my blood again?"
"He took your blood to cure your illness." Mo Wen said.
Su Baiyi was delighted when he heard this: "Have you found the result?"
"You'll know once you go in." Mo Wen said, "But whether or not to go in is your choice."
"Of course I have to go in." Su Baiyi did not hesitate and stepped in immediately. There were many exotic flowers and plants planted in the yard. The door was ajar. Su Baiyi walked forward and pushed open the door, only to smell a pungent smell coming towards him. He was so scared that he immediately took a step back.
"It's not poisonous, but it smells a bit." Mo Wen explained while standing outside the house, "So I don't want to go in. I'll wait for you here."
"It stinks..." Su Baiyi covered his nose and stepped in.
In the dimly lit room, Yan Xiaotang was fiddling with some herbs with his back to Su Baiyi. When he heard someone push the door open beside him, he didn't turn around, but asked calmly, "Su Baiyi?"
"I heard that you can cure my illness?" Su Baiyi asked.
"You are not sick in the first place, so why do you need treatment?" Yan Xiaotang poured the herbs in his hand into a cup, and then poured some hot water into it.
"But the city lord said that you took my blood in order to find a way to cure me." Su Baiyi asked in confusion.
"I just found a way that can allow you to remain awake after falling asleep." Yan Xiaotang put the medicine bottle in his hand on the table and turned around.
"In other words, after I fall asleep, I won't kill people like a madman?" Su Baiyi asked.
"Yes. You can possess the power after entering the dream with normal will." Yan Xiaotang nodded, "Now that Demon City is under siege and Shanglin Tiangong is about to execute Xie Kanhua, I think you should really need this power."
"What conditions?" Su Baiyi asked directly.
"Some of your blood." Yan Xiaotang licked his lips.
Su Baiyi held his forehead helplessly: "Why are you so obsessed with my blood?"
"This is a deal. The choice is yours. You can choose not to choose, or you can give me an answer later." Yan Xiaotang said quietly.
"No, of course I choose it." Su Baiyi said firmly, "I must have such power, because I want to leave the city and go to Weilong Mountain."
"I'm going to need a lot of blood this time," Yan Xiaotang reminded.
"As long as you spare my life and allow me to fight the people from Shanglin Tiangong, I will give you as much blood as you want." Su Baiyi showed his wrist, "Come on."
"Don't worry, we can try it first." Yan Xiaotang gently pushed the cup on the table forward, "Drink it."
Su Baiyi looked at the dark potion in the cup and covered his nose: "This... is fecal water?"