Chu Ziyu looked at Zhou Lingxi, who had already leaned most of his body in, and said repeatedly: "Come in, come in."

With permission, Zhou Lingxi jumped in through the window. Chu Ziyu frowned when he saw the person in front of him.

He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe with many patches and mottled colors. His hair was disheveled and casually tied behind his head. He was holding a whisk in his hand. He also had all kinds of strange ornaments hanging on his body, such as dried herbs, peach wood swords, copper coins, tortoise shells, etc., which bumped into each other and made noises when he walked.

Chu Ziyu thought that the child was grown up and had his own ideas about dressing, but after a few glances, he couldn't help but feel that it was really eye-catching. "What are you wearing?"

Zhou Lingxi saw that his brother had finally seen his outfit, and it was worth it that he had been posing since he entered the room. "It looks good, doesn't it, brother? This is the most popular Taoist outfit in the cultivation world. I have to thank you for the points you transferred to me, which I exchanged for spiritual stones, so that I could afford this outfit."

When Chu Ziyu heard that he bought it with his own money, he was even more speechless, "What's so good about it? Come here."

Chu Ziyu cleaned up Zhou Lingxi, changed him into a clean robe, tied his hair again, put on a hair crown, and transformed Zhou Lingxi into a clean and fresh little disciple. Zhou Lingxi looked at his battle robe that Chu Ziyu had thrown into the corner as trash, and didn't dare to say anything. He turned around and thought of the business, and immediately came to Chu Ziyu and said.

"Brother, I found the secret realm. Hehe, it's great. You can lie down and rest anywhere. The inheritance is not dangerous. Two people are enough. It's very simple. Just go in and follow the steps. I have added the staff to the inheritance. It will run automatically when the time comes, and you can peel off the inner demon quietly. I have sent the address to 6872. When the time comes, you can just go according to the address."

Chu Ziyu was very happy to hear Zhou Lingxi's words. It was rare for the child to be reliable. With a wave of his hand, he gave Zhou Lingxi a lot of points and returned all the robes and props in the corner to Zhou Lingxi.

Zhou Lingxi looked at the large amount of points that had arrived in the system account and smiled so hard that his teeth couldn't see his eyes. "Brother, I'm leaving now. You should have a good rest."

After Zhou Lingxi left, Chu Ziyu fell into deep thought, wondering how to convince Rong Yu to embark on this journey with him.

In the past few days, Rong Yu came to visit him every day, not only bringing various precious elixirs to help him recuperate, but also often accompanying him to go out for walks to relax. As for Chu Ziyu, he was like the ever-changing Martin, showing a new image every day - sometimes a naive child, sometimes a mature and steady young man; as time went by, he gradually recovered more forgotten fragments of memory.

Originally, according to the script in Chu Ziyu's mind, it would take a few more days for his sealed memory to be completely restored. However, Zhou Lingxi was now fully prepared to prevent things from changing or causing complications, so it would be better to resolve all of this as soon as possible.

Therefore, today Chu Ziyu made up his mind to fully recover his memory. When Rong Yu pushed open the door of the room, he was surprised to find that Chu Ziyu did not cling to him like he did yesterday, but sat at the Eight Immortals Table for the first time.

With just one glance, Rong Yu knew that Chu Ziyu had recovered all his lost memories. Chu Ziyu's eyes were clear and his face was as calm as water, a completely different person from before. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke slowly: "Master, I dare to ask, why did you use the soul-searching technique on me?" His voice was as calm as water, but the questioning meaning contained in it did not diminish at all.

Rong Yu did not answer, but remained silent. "Master, you did not believe me about the cold mirror incident before, and this time you searched my soul indiscriminately. What did Zi Yu do to make you think that I am a disloyal and treacherous villain?"

Chu Ziyu's eyes gradually became moist, and tears began to swirl in his eye sockets uncontrollably. He bit his lips tightly, trying to hold back the grief in his heart, but in the end he was unable to resist the surging emotions like a tide. When he finished the last word, the tears that had already filled his eyes rushed down like a flood that broke through the dam, sliding down his pale cheeks.

One drop, two drops... crystal clear tears kept falling, as if every drop carried endless sorrow and pain. They wet Chu Ziyu's clothes, forming dark stains. At this time, Chu Ziyu was crying and trembling slightly, which made people feel pity.

Rong Yu felt that the person in front of him was so sad that he was about to break. He panicked and went forward to wipe his tears with a handkerchief, saying non-stop: "Zi Yu, it's all Master's fault. Master didn't investigate the matter clearly. Master made Zi Yu suffer. It's all Master's fault."

In Rong Yu's mind, Rong Yun, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, snorted. He had used up all his strength when picking the Ice Soul Flower last time, and he fell into a deep sleep. "Rong Yu, Rong Yu, let me take care of Zi Yu."

"6872, take a picture to commemorate this. I love the way Master feels sorry for me. I can't get enough of it."

6872 did not comment on the boss’s strange sexual fetish, but still took photos honestly.

Chu Ziyu stopped when he saw that things were going well. What if he provoked his master again? What if he provoked his master's inner demon? He was about to reply when Rong Yu hugged him tightly and kissed him. His kiss landed on his eyes and slowly moved down.

It was Rong Yun. Chu Ziyu reacted and pretended to resist, "Master, no, what are you doing..."

"Zi Yu, we're already on the bed, are you still shy about resisting?"

Rong Yun started to tease. "Rong Yun?" Chu Ziyu pretended to be surprised, "We were wrong before. My master and I are only master and disciple. Don't let him know that we..."

Rong Yun listened to Chu Ziyu's partiality towards Rong Yu, and laughed in anger. "It's too late, he already knew it, and you don't know it, your good master has been coveting you for a long time, otherwise where do you think his inner demon came from?"

Rong Yun told Chu Ziyu everything about Rong Yu like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. Chu Ziyu didn't expect the assist to come so timely, it was like a pillow coming right when he was sleepy.

"Master, you like me?" Chu Ziyu couldn't believe it.

"Not only Rong Yu, I like you too."

Rong Yun looked at Chu Ziyu who was stunned by the sudden confession and thought he was very cute. He kissed him again and his hands started to get naughty. When Chu Ziyu came to his senses, he was left with only his underwear on his body and was pressed down on the bed by Rong Yun.

Chu Ziyu watched Rong Yun fanning the flames on him, and finally couldn't help but press him down, their hair intertwined, their clothes fluttering...

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