Starting from one person Jia Zhengliang

Fu Rong followed Jia Zhengliang through the mountains and forests, but Jia Zhengliang didn't seem to have a definite goal. He kept walking and stopping, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, Jia Zhengliang stopped beside a tree hole. Just as he was about to reach in to dig something out, he suddenly remembered something and stopped immediately.

Jia Zhengliang moved away from the tree and gestured to Fu Rong to stand further away as well.

Then he threw out a flying knife, which slashed across, splitting the tree and the hole in it.

There was a dull thud, and a handful of flying needles shot out from the tree trunk, as dense as rain, covering a large area.

Fortunately, the two were far enough apart, otherwise they would have been in a panic for a while.

Looking closer, each needle was either green or blue, obviously filled with poison.

"It really seems like something that old man Zhao Guizhen would do. Are you okay?" Jia Zhengliang cursed and then asked Fu Rong with concern.

"I'm fine. You just mentioned Zhao Guizhen. What are you looking for?" Fu Rong asked curiously.

“Zhao Guizhen is a man who has become possessed by evil practices, but when we were packing up his things, we didn’t find any secret manuals.

I'd rather believe he has a treasure trove than that he can remember all the arcane spells in his head.

And this area is one of the areas where I detected it for a long time through the positioning tool."

Jia Zhengliang was open and honest and directly stated the purpose of his going up the mountain.

"You knew that he was practicing evil techniques, yet you still wanted to find the secret manual?" Fu Rong seemed to not be able to believe her ears.

“People are fallible, but the secret book is innocent.

Things like magic, in the hands of good people, will naturally be used for good, in the hands of bad people, they will naturally be used for evil.

Of course, I won't be too confident. For example, some spells that require killing to practice are only for reference and I will definitely not practice them." Jia Zhengliang spoke seriously and made assurances.

"That sounds nice, but human nature is the most vulnerable to the test, not to mention the appeal of this secret technique to us extraordinary people.

How can you guarantee that you won't go astray?"

What Fu Rong said made sense. Jia Zhengliang thought about it and came up with a solution.

"You supervise me, you keep an eye on me, if I go astray, you can just chop me up, isn't that all right?"

Hearing Jia Zhengliang's shameless idea, Fu Rong found it absurd. "Why? Besides, how can I spare the time to supervise you?"

"Who made you discover it? You insisted on getting involved in this mess, just like last time and this time."

Jia Zhengliang stared at Fu Rong's face and said righteously.

"That was all an accident!"

"Once was an accident, but twice is also an accident?"

"Why do you have to look for me? You can ask anyone to supervise this matter, why don't you go find the leader?"

"No, I'm looking for you! I've fallen for you, I've chosen you. If I go astray, it's your responsibility!"

Looking at Jia Zhengliang's face getting closer and closer and listening to his domineering tone, Fu Rong had already realized that the atmosphere was not right.

"No, you should find someone else!"

Fu Rong was forced to lean against a big tree, and her voice became much weaker.

"Why do you have to make me look for someone else? I want this to be a secret between the two of us. Please don't reject me!"

Fu Rong turned her face away to avoid Jia Zhengliang's affectionate gaze.

It’s so greasy, so disgusting, so overbearing, but what should I do if I like it so much?

He has lived two lives, or to be more precise, three lives. It was the first time that Jia Zhengliang said such disgusting words to others. He didn't expect the effect to be so great. Maybe the other person just likes it.

"promise me!"

"Ok!"

Sometimes things just fall into place and it's that simple.

"Come and watch together!"

"No, I don't read these things."

While saying this, Fu Rong still leaned over.

On a dark and windy night, deep in the mountains and old forests, men and women were looking through all kinds of strange and evil spells in the dim light of flashlights.

Time passed quickly, and the people in Biyou Village clearly noticed that Jia Zhengliang and Fu Rong were seen together more and more often.

This kind of thing usually has no impact on other people. At most, they will just compliment the man on his talent and the woman on her beauty, accompanied by an auntie's smile.

One of the ones that had a greater impact was Wu Kui.

This little girl, in the name of a close friend, often intervened between the two of them and bluntly stated, "If you want her to stop being a light bulb, you can, but you have to pay a high price."

So Jia Zhengliang generously said that he would see if he could spend 2000 yuan to cover the cost for a month first.

Another person affected was Ding Zihuan.

Just as the little girl Wu Kui said, almost everyone in the village could see that he had a crush on Fu Rong.

As a result, he was obviously overtaken by someone else. He drank alone for two days, and on the third day, Jia Zhengliang came.

"Brother Liang, are you rubbing salt into the wound?" Zhong Xiaolong looked very nervous when he saw Jia Zhengliang coming over. He looked at him and then at the drunk Zihuan, fearing that the two would fight.

"I'm here to untie someone's knot. Sometimes, this kind of pain takes the longest to heal over time. It's better to vent directly. Maybe you can let it go. Don't you agree?"

The last question was directed at Zihuan, who had already stood up, glaring at the man in front of him.

Even the most honest person will get angry sometimes, let alone when a love rival provokes him in person.

Seeing the situation getting increasingly difficult to handle, Zhong Xiaolong said helplessly, "It seems like this fight is unavoidable. A sparring match is fine, but an internal fight will definitely displease the leader."

At this time, the grassland man Hari Chagai, who had been silent nearby, spoke up, "I think this is normal. A strong woman should be owned by an even stronger man. A fight is the fastest way to achieve this."

"Okay, then let's have a fight. The winner will be eligible to pursue Fu Rong, and the loser will automatically withdraw." As he spoke, Ding Zihuan had already taken off his protective magic weapon, indicating that this was going to be a fist-to-flesh duel.

"Zihuan, I don't blame you for your drunken talk, but I don't agree with your point of view.

I don't agree to gamble with Fu Rong's happiness in any form.

I want to resolve your emotional knot as soon as possible, mainly because I don't want this relationship to cause Furong to have awkward relationships in the village."

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Jia Zhengliang said this, Fu Rong and Wu Kui happened to appear nearby and heard it.

Given Fu Rong's view on love, not to mention that Jia Zhengliang used good words this time, even if what he said was outrageous, Fu Rong could still listen to it as positive.

As expected, after hearing this, Fu Rong blew kisses to Jia Zhengliang one by one as if they were free.

On the other side, Jia Zhengliang accepted them all one by one.

This scene made Wu Kui, Zhong Xiaolong and Hari Chagai feel terrified.

Is this part of the play between you two dogs?

"Duel! Duel now!" It was indeed a bit disgusting, forcing the honest man Ding Zihuan to shout.

Are you kidding? There has to be a limit to treating people as non-humans. Do you really think they are made of clay?