Oh my god, this is a bolt from the blue! A true heiress of metaphysics!

"Aren't you happy to help?"

Shi Xiaxia couldn't hold back any longer and glared at him fiercely again before holding out her hand and saying, "If you're not happy, give the things back to me. Anyway, I'm not planning on thanking you."

Zhu Xing sighed helplessly: "Only I can tolerate your temper."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaxia almost couldn't help but burst into a tirade, but she managed to hold back.

However, Zhu Xing could tell that Shi Xiaxia's eyes were filled with filth.

He couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Shi Xiaxia's discomfiture.

Shi Xiaxia turned her head and quickened her pace. About ten minutes later, they finally arrived at the meeting point that Shu Bao had requested.

By this time, the other members had been waiting there for quite some time.

The fat man who had been following behind Zhu Xing was also carrying a huge bag, which looked very heavy. He was struggling to carry it on his back.

When he saw Zhu Xing carrying Shi Xiaxia's backpack, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He took a step toward Zhu Xing, as if he had something to say.

Zhu Xing coughed at the opportune moment, and the fat man shut his mouth.

Another couple each carried their own backpacks, with the wife standing expressionless to the side, completely ignoring her husband's attempts to communicate with her.

The fat man noticed Zhu Xing's signal, quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and enthusiastically approached the man to start a conversation.

Through their conversation, we learned that the fat man's name was Liu Shang, the other man's name was Deng Mingzhou, and his wife's name was Cheng Yajun.

They are currently on the verge of divorce.

In an effort to win back his wife's heart, Deng Mingzhou specially invited her to Baishui Mountain, hoping she could pray for happiness in front of the efficacious Hundred-Year-Old Banyan Tree.

Liu Shang and Deng Mingzhou were talking, while Shi Xiaxia listened attentively, glancing around to observe the others.

Zhu Xing stood quietly beside Shi Xiaxia, glancing at her occasionally with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Sigh! I still don't feel like I've had enough fun." At this moment, a familiar voice entered Shi Xiaxia's ears.

Shi Xiaxia looked up and saw that it was Su Zhizhi, Zhao Wu and the other two people she had met at the guesthouse.

"Yes! Who would have thought that the guesthouse owner would be the murderer of his wife!"

One of the girls nodded in agreement, her tone tinged with regret, and said with feigned seriousness, "Judging from how he spoke before, I thought he was a kind and devoted man!"

Zhao Wu curled his lip and said disdainfully, "I think that man is no good. You can tell just by looking at his face!"

"Yes,"

Su Zhizhi nodded repeatedly in agreement, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes: "He looks a bit fierce! But I was also fooled by what he said."

Shi Xiaxia listened quietly for a while, and when she saw that after they talked about the guesthouse for a few minutes, the topic turned to fun places on Baishui Mountain, she quietly looked away.

After all, they had said before that they wanted to come to Baishui Mountain, so it wasn't strange for Shi Xiaxia to run into them here.

The group had been standing there for a short while when Rat Baby came over with his bag on his back.

The baby's bag was also bulging, indicating that it had brought quite a lot of things.

The little rat's greedy eyes scanned the five people in front of it, then it rubbed its hands together and asked impatiently, "Is everything ready?"

Liu Shang responded with a smile and took out a cigarette from his pocket, handing it to Shu Bao.

Mouse Baby took the cigarette, took a deep drag, revealing two big front teeth, and then waved the little flag in his hand, shouting, "Let's go!"

Then, without hesitation, Mouse walked to the front of the group, while the others followed behind in a scattered manner.

At this moment, Zhu Xing walked side by side with Shi Xiaxia and said softly, "I saw you staring at those four young people just now. Do you know them?"

Shi Xiaxia pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.

However, Zhu Xing wasn't angry. Instead, he moved closer to Shi Xiaxia and lowered his voice, saying, "I know one of their secrets. Do you want to hear it?"

Shi Xiaxia quickened her pace and answered without turning her head, "No."

Whatever the secret, she could see it herself, so Zhu Xing didn't need to say anything.

"Really?"

Zhu Xing asked a question in a pretentious manner, and then continued to say to herself, "That girl with loose hair doesn't have long to live. She probably has cancer and doesn't have more than a year to live."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaxia paused slightly, knowing that Zhu Xing was referring to another girl besides Su Zhizhi.

She gave Zhu Xing a meaningful look, then tentatively asked, "You could tell that?! You're really quite capable."

Zhu Xing smiled modestly and waved his hand, saying, "It's just so-so."

However, the increasingly bright smile on his face showed that he was very pleased with Shi Xiaxia's praise.

"So what are you going up the mountain for this time? I don't believe that a master of metaphysics as powerful as you is just here for sightseeing."

Shi Xiaxia asked curiously, "Did something happen on the mountain?"

“It’s definitely not just for fun.” Zhu Xing paused after saying that, her beautiful eyes fixed on Shi Xiaxia.

Shi Xiaxia looked back at Zhu Xing without flinching, quietly waiting for him to continue.

"But there's nothing going on up the mountain."

Zhu Xing's smile widened, his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes sparkled with a bright light. He continued slowly, "I calculated that my love star was moving recently, and my marriage line appeared at Baishui Mountain, so I came here, and soon after, I met you."

Do you think we're a match made in heaven?

Shi Xiaxia: "......"

She rolled her eyes at Zhu Xing.

After that, Shi Xiaxia ignored Zhu Xing, who was spouting nonsense.

The group continued on their way, and after walking for about an hour, they entered a dense forest.

Occasionally, you can see a few benches along the roadside, placed in the shade, providing a place for tourists to rest.

The six of them chose a spot to sit down and rest for a while.

Cheng Yajun kept her distance from Deng Mingzhou, clearly not wanting to say a word to him.

Deng Mingzhou knew Cheng Yajun's attitude, but he was not discouraged. Instead, he became even more attentive and took out a cake and a drink from his bag: "This is your favorite cake."

I remember you said this drink tasted good, so I bought them all.

He tried to get closer to Cheng Yajun by showing her care and concern.

Cheng Yajun glanced at it, a fleeting, indescribable emotion flashing in her eyes.

Then, a slight smirk appeared on her lips: "I never like mango-flavored cakes. Your son does, but he can never finish them."

As for drinks? As long as it's not plain water, they all taste good.

After saying this, Deng Mingzhou fell silent, not uttering a single word.

But Cheng Yajun didn't stop there. She continued, "Do you still think I like to eat fish heads and chicken heads?"