This is a zombie agreement, are you serious?

The figures of An Yi and Wanyan Bupo moved quickly in the night, like two ghosts shuttling through the dark alleys of the city.

Soon, they arrived at the door of a unique-style bar with a neon sign flashing the words "Waiting Bar".

The bar's facade is not ostentatious, but it has an indescribable charm that attracts passers-by at night to cast curious glances at it unconsciously.

An Yi pushed open the door, and was greeted by low and rhythmic music and a warm breeze mixed with the aroma of various wines.

Wanyan Bupo followed closely behind, and the two of them walked into the bar and were instantly surrounded by a relaxed and slightly mysterious atmosphere.

This place is different from ordinary bars. Every corner reveals a unique cultural atmosphere, and all kinds of strange decorations are hung on the walls.

Behind the bar are a wide variety of wine bottles and some small items.

An Yi walked straight to the back of the bar and found the cocktail utensils.

"What do you want to drink? This bar doesn't even have a bartender. Very bad review. You have to get your own drinks."

Wanyan Bupo looked around, as if looking for something, and finally he chose a place to sit down.

"Didn't you say before that you could mix [heart wine]? Then have a glass. I've been fighting with you for so many years, but I've rarely heard you talk about it."

An Yi smiled slightly, then skillfully began to mix the drinks. His movements were smooth and rhythmic, as if he was performing a show.

"Speaking of [Heart Wine], it reminds me of White Snake and Qingqing. I learned this skill by selling my beauty, it is quite precious. Unfortunately..."

When Wanyan Bupo heard the story, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

He leaned forward slightly, leaning on the bar, watching An Yi's movements carefully.

"Oh? White Snake and Qingqing? It sounds like the White Snake who was imprisoned in Leifeng Pagoda by Fahai during the Song Dynasty. I'd like to hear how you learned the art of mixing drinks."

An Yi did not stop moving his hands as he poured several different types of liquor into the cocktail shaker in specific proportions, then put the lid on and began to shake it skillfully.

"For me, that past experience is two lifetimes away, and it is still in this place called [Waiting Bar]."

"In order to meet Xu Xian again, Lady White waited for more than 800 years."

"Qingqing, her younger sister who had always been by her side, could not bear to see her sister Bai Niangzi still having unfulfilled wishes at the end of her life."

"Qingqing asked me to play the role of Xu Xian, hoping that when White Snake enters the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, I can take the place of Xu Xian in her heart..."

There was a hint of reminiscence in An Yi's eyes, and the cocktail shaker in his hand drew a graceful arc in the air.

Catch it when it is about to fall, throw it again, catch it again and throw it again, repeating over and over again.

Wanyan Bupo listened quietly, and he could feel a hint of nostalgia and deep affection in An Yi's words. This expression of emotion gave him a deeper understanding of An Yi.

"So... not only have you replaced Xu Xian's position in his heart, but you have also prevented the two of them from meeting each other? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution? Maybe." An Yi poured the prepared [Heart Wine] into a cup and handed it to Wanyan Bupo.

"In that life, with the abilities of Guanyin and Tathagata, even if the two of us Red-Eyed Zombie Kings were combined, we might not be able to defeat them."

An Yi himself raised another glass of whiskey, gently swirled the glass, and observed the patterns of the liquor swirling in the glass.

"Avalokitesvara and Tathagata? I heard that people like them have great magical powers. Red-eyed zombie kings like us are at best immortal."

Wanyan Bupo took a sip of [Heart Wine], savoring its flavor, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Just then, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and a tall woman with stunning temperament walked down.

Her eyes swept around the bar, finally settling on An Yi and Wan Yan Bupo.

An Yi looked up, met her eyes, smiled slightly, and raised his glass in greeting.

Ma Xiaoling walked to the bar, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"What's wrong with him?"

An Yi smiled gently and looked at Wan Yan Bupo who was already lying on the bar.

"Even zombies can get drunk sometimes. However, he is not really drunk. It's just that this [Heart Wine] reminded him of some past events, and he is temporarily immersed in memories."

Ma Xiaoling raised her eyebrows, obviously curious about An Yi's explanation.

"Heart wine? I've heard of it before, but I forgot who told me. In that case, give me a glass too."

An Yi did not answer directly, but drank the whiskey in his hand.

"Are you sure? Every glass of heart wine will evoke the unknown side of everyone's heart."

The music in the bar was still low and rhythmic.

At this time, the sky was already bright.

Ma Xiaoling knocked lightly on the bar counter. "Of course. If you're a good bartender, I'm in need of a bartender."

"You are still so smart. However, I like it. But I have to make it clear in advance that I will not be held responsible for anything you dream about after drinking [Heart Wine]."

An Yi nodded, and without waiting for Ma Xiaoling's response, he began to mix the [Heart Wine] again, his technique still skillful and rhythmic.

This process is quite mentally exhausting.

Soon, a glass of wine was placed in front of Ma Xiaoling.

"Is this [Heart Wine]? It's quite ordinary."

She gently picked up the wine glass, closed her eyes, and took a sip.

The wine flows in the mouth, carrying with it a hint of sweetness, a hint of bitterness, and a hint of indescribable emotion.

When she opened her eyes, there was a hint of surprise in them.

Because, at this moment, she was not sitting in the [Waiting Bar].

Instead, it was a desolate place, exactly the same as the familiar Pangu Holy Land.

"Here... are we back to Pangu Holy Land? Then... where is Tianyou? Tianyou, Kuang Tianyou... where are you?"

Ma Xiaoling felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart, and she took a few steps forward, looking around the barren land, trying to find the familiar figure.

"God bless you, God bless you!" Her voice echoed in the empty area, but it was only answered by the whistling of the wind.

She began to move around, her footsteps making a rustling sound on the gravel.

Every step seemed so heavy, because she didn't know whether Kuang Tianyou was still there in this holy land, and whether he was safe.

Suddenly, an unknown voice came with the wind.

"God bless you?..."

Hearing the sound, Ma Xiaoling immediately turned around and walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

Passing through the ruins and around the collapsed stone pillars, she finally saw a familiar place.

"Tianyou? Where are you?"

Ma Xiaoling's voice echoed in the empty holy land, but received no response.

The uneasiness in her heart gradually turned into anxiety. She quickened her pace and ran through the familiar place again.

This place is still in ruins and no longer as bustling as it once was.

She came to a relatively open area. This was once the center of Pangu Holy Land, but now only broken walls and ruins remained.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, hoping to find any trace of Kuang Tianyou.

Just then, a red figure caught her attention.

On a huge rock not far away.

A woman in a blood-red dress stood proudly on the top of the ruins. Her laughter was wild and powerful, resounding through the sky.

"Finally... after thousands of years of patience, today I finally see Pangu Holy Land turned into nothingness under my palm. All of this is your own fault, don't blame me!"