Under one person: I will add money to become a layman, working from 9 to 5

Zhou Fengliu had no intention of stopping Ma Xianhong from rebuilding the stove.

After all, he knew that the Slimming Furnace was the hope for Ma Xianhong to retrieve his lost memory.

Of course.

He did not intend to help Ma Xianhong because he knew that what Ma Xianhong did could not be accomplished.

For him, he is just a passer-by, coming to Biyou Village for sightseeing and rest. As for other things, he can't care about it, and he doesn't want to care about it.

...

When we returned to Biyou Village, it was already approaching evening. The setting sun and night divided the sky. Every household began to prepare dinner. The smoke from the chimneys floated into the air. From time to time, the sound of insects and dogs barking made this Biyou village. Visiting the village adds to the tranquility and tranquility.

"Mr. Zhou...your accommodation has been arranged."

Qiu Rang waited for a while at the end of the village, and when he saw Zhou Fengliu and Jin Yong going down the mountain together, he said.

Obviously, his appearance was arranged by Ma Xianhong.

"Thank you."

Zhou Fengliu followed Qiu Rang and took a look at his residence. His residence was located in the east of the village. The house was not large and had not much furniture, but it was still clean. This was already a very good condition in Biyou Village.

"The leader has already told me that if Mr. Zhou has any needs, just ask him... If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Qiu Rang brought Zhou Fengliu here and turned around to leave.

"Hey." Zhou Fengliu stopped him.

"how?"

"It's time, don't you want to eat?" Zhou Fengliu said that he hadn't eaten all day.

"Oh, I almost forgot. If Mr. Zhou doesn't mind, you can eat with us..." Qiu Rang said.

...

After a moment.

Under the leadership of Qiu Rang, Zhou Fengliu came to a house similar to a canteen.

As far as the eye can see, there are plates of ordinary home-cooked dishes placed on a long table in the house, which looks very appetizing at a glance.

A little girl with orange hair was pushing a boy in a wheelchair to the long table. In addition to the man and the woman, there were several people sitting on both sides of the long table.

Zhou Fengliu took a quick glance and recognized quite a few.

Basically, everyone here is Ma Xianhong's helper, what Lao Ma calls the "highest level tool".

"Who is this? You look unfamiliar, is there a newcomer?"

A man with purple hair and slightly darker skin first noticed Zhou Fengliu next to Qiu Rang and asked.

"The leader's friend...Zhou Fengliu, Mr. Zhou." Qiu Rang briefly introduced Zhou Fengliu.

When they heard the words Zhou Fengliu, the expressions on the faces of everyone present changed to varying degrees.

"This name... why does it sound familiar? Where have you heard it before?"

"Indeed... the young man who inherited the Tongtian Ruo from Luo Tian Dajiao not long ago is named Zhou Fengliu."

"Ah...it's him."

"Did the leader bring him here? I heard that there was a God of War at Luotian Dajiao, who slapped all the younger generation from weak to strong. Even the disciples of Tianshi Mansion couldn't escape. I didn’t expect him to be so young.”

Everyone has heard more or less about Zhou Fengliu.

...

"Come on, come on, here comes the chicken soup."

When everyone was surprised that Zhou Fengliu, a stranger who was very famous in recent rumors, appeared here, a short-haired woman wearing a Western-style double-breasted chef's uniform and an apron walked in carrying a basin of chicken soup.

"The dishes are ready, it's time to eat..."

The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at everyone and said.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Fu Rong." The orange-haired girl replied.

When Zhou Fengliu saw that the dishes were ready, he also said "hard work" a few times in agreement, and then naturally found a chair to sit down and prepared to use chopsticks.

"Eh? Who is this?"

Fu Rong heard this unfamiliar voice and noticed Zhou Fengliu at the dining table. The appearance of everyone at the dining table had improved a lot with Zhou Fengliu joining them, making it easy for her to spot Zhou Fengliu.

"A freeloader."

Zhou Fengliu replied, and then glanced at everyone present: "Don't worry about me, everyone should eat and drink... just like at home."

"..."

Zhou Fengliu's familiar look made everyone present raise their eyebrows.

How come this is against Tiangang? Who is the guest?

Under Zhou Fengliu's rudeness, the dinner went on smoothly.

He hadn't eaten much all day, and Zhou Fengliu's sloppy look made everyone present feel that he was not a guest in Biyou Village, but an escape.

After dinner, Zhou Fengliu not only had a full stomach, but also roughly recognized the identities of the top practitioners in front of him.

The short purple-haired guy sitting on the far left with narrowed eyes is called Zhong Xiaolong.

At first glance, he didn't notice where Zhong Xiaolong's eyes were. Although Zhong Xiaolong said that his eyes were opened as wide as possible, he really didn't see anything.

The second one clockwise is an ordinary man who wears a red peaked cap when eating. His name is Zhang Kun.

Anyway, he only remembered the word "Kun", but he didn't remember much about the others. After all, this person was too ordinary and had no special characteristics.

The third person is Bi Yuan, who is known as "Grandpa Bi".

He did remember Grandpa Bi. In the original work, Gong Qing, the head of Quanxingdai, was his apprentice.

The orange-haired little girl is called Liu Wukui, and sitting in the wheelchair is his brother Liu Hongzhong.

Regarding the two brothers and sisters, he only remembered that Liu Wukui had a bad temper and was not weak in strength.

Opposite Liu Wukui is a man named Ding Zihuan who is not very talkative and has a very unconventional hair style.

The person Zhou Fengliu will remember most about this dinner is Taoist priest Zhao Guizhen next to Ding Zihuan.

This old boy used to be a member of the Maoshan sect. Later he escaped from Maoshan and came to Biyou Village to become Ma Xianhong's companion. On the surface, he looked like a dog and had no desires. But in fact, when he heard about the Tongtianlu, he wanted to be together. Eyes bright.

It's no wonder, after all, he was born in the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty. This sect is famous all over the world in the eyes of the outside world.

However, drawing a talisman requires too much preparation work, and the Maoshan sect rarely grants talismans to its disciples.

Zhao Guizhen was inevitably a little excited when he heard that he could draw talismans on the Tongtian Rui at will without setting up an altar, performing Qi exercises, or preparing in advance.

Excited as he was, the old boy didn't dare to take any further action at the dinner table. He just glanced at Zhou Fengliu a few more times.

...

After dinner, everyone got to know Zhou Fengliu and had a certain understanding of him.

After everyone was almost gone, Zhou Fengliu looked at Chef Fu Rong who was cleaning the kitchen and said:

"You're full. Miss Rong's craftsmanship is really good."

"Ang... that's okay." Fu Rong didn't react much to Zhou Fengliu's words. There were many people who said she was good at cooking, and she was used to hearing them.

"Are you okay?"

"It's alright."

"Help me clean up the kitchen if you have nothing to do..."

"I am a guest invited by Lao Ma. Do you want the guest to help you clean up?"

"Didn't you just say that it's the same as your own home? It's your own home, so you don't have to worry about cleaning it up... It just so happens that you can clean it up while I go to deliver food to Chen Duo."