The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 32 Mission "Insulting the Teacher and Destroying the Ancestors"!
After Liao Xiumei went out, Zhang Wuyong quickly checked the new task that suddenly popped up in the system.

Liao Xiumei, the deacon of the Second Peak of the Rongyang Immortal Sect, bullied and humiliated you. As a disciple of the demonic sect lurking within the Immortal Sect, you had no choice but to swallow your anger, be humble, and feign compliance.

[Today, I discovered that Liao Xiumei secretly purchased the magical instruments used by the evil sect Joyful Zen. How could I not use this as leverage to bully her, possess her, and force her to help you cultivate?]

[Ask the quest "Deceitful Master and Ancestor": Play with the mind and body of Liao Xiumei, the deacon of the Second Peak of the Rongyang Immortal Sect, and force her to help you cultivate. Upon completion of this quest, you will receive +1000 system points and a gold card.]

This reward is much higher than "playing with Yao Xueqin".

The tasks related to Yao Xueqin only gave 60 points and a purple card.

This is directly a gold card and 1000 points.

Zhang Wuyong waved his hand, and the dream marriage talisman appeared in his hand.

He first chanted something and printed the rune of the Dream Marriage Talisman on his hand.

Then he ran out: "Teacher Liao!"

At this time, there were basically no people on the street, and several shops around were closed.

On the other side of the street, there was a small stir-fry restaurant. At the door, a few people were playing rock-paper-scissors and drinking. The noise was so loud that it could be heard over here.

Liao Xiumei was walking alone in the dimly lit area, carrying her two temporary boyfriends.

Her slender and straight back makes her look even more lonely.

Hearing the boy's call behind her, she turned around.

Zhang Wuyong tried hard to suppress the evil, upturned corners of his mouth and make himself look serious.

He strode up to Liao Xiumei and extended his hand to her: "Teacher Liao, don't worry. Just pretend I'm not here tonight. I won't tell anyone about you buying things in this store."

When he doesn't need the crutches, Zhang Wuyong is very tall.

He was also quite strong, and his full, brilliant smile seemed to bring light to the gloomy night.

"Ah? Okay! Okay!" Liao Xiulan saw him reaching out to her.

So he stretched out his hand and shook hands with his students.

Liao Xiumei originally wanted to talk to him, but she didn't know how to start.

Now, seeing that he has taken the initiative to chase me out, I promise not to tell anyone.

She also felt much more at ease.

If you think about it carefully, although this boy has poor grades, he is not a bad person by nature.

I really shouldn't have treated him like that today.

The two people's hands touched each other and shook hands.

Zhang Wuyong let go of his hand, waved to her, and went back to look after the store.

Liao Xiumei felt much more relieved after receiving his assurance.

Holding the bag whose contents were completely unidentifiable, he turned around and continued to leave.

Zhang Wuyong lifted the cloth curtain with colorful words printed on it, and the curve at the corner of his mouth, which had been suppressed with great difficulty, rose again.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm.

That smile became more evil.

Zhang Wuyong is indeed not a bad person, but he tends to hold grudges.

If not for this, his homeroom teacher Dou Hong and childhood sweetheart Zhao Yutong would not have advised him several times in a row.

however.

To be fair, even if it was Zhang Wuyong, under normal circumstances, he would never dare to resist or retaliate against Liao Xiumei at this time.

If anything goes wrong, he will be expelled, suspended from school, or punished... none of them are prices he can afford.

But what if it is an abnormal situation?

After returning to the counter, I learned the function for a while.

Until the door curtain was lifted again, Lao Deng finally came to replace him.

"I just went home, and your mother found out you left your crutches at home and drove your electric scooter away. She scolded me." Zhang Tao glared at him. "Next time, won't you tell her about this kind of thing in advance?"

Zhang Wuyong stood up and put away his homework. "If I had told her in advance, she wouldn't have agreed."

Zhang Tao asked, "How's business tonight?"

"Not bad!" Zhang Wuyong said with a smile, "It's pretty good."

After handing over the call to his father, he left the store with his schoolbag on his back, and rode his electric scooter again, heading home.

Although the weather has started to warm up, it is still quite cold in the middle of the night, especially when riding a bike.

Fortunately, he had big gloves on both sides of the handlebars, so when he put his hands in them, at least his hands wouldn't get cold.

Riding a bike home is naturally very fast.

The electric scooter was parked in the electric vehicle parking lot downstairs and not put into the firewood room.

I walked into the corridor, took the elevator, and returned home. My mother was still awake.

While my mother brought out the pork rib soup that had been heated in the rice cooker, she scolded him again.

"Don't run around like that before your foot is fully healed. If you get injured again, who will take care of you?" Mom grumbled angrily while putting hot soup in front of him.

"It's really healed now!" said Zhang Wuyong.

"I should have let you continue to wear the cast!" Mom glared at him, "That way you would behave yourself."

"It's okay, it's okay, go to bed early."

"After you finish eating, put the bowl in the sink and I'll wash it tomorrow. You should also go to bed early."

"Okay!" Zhang Wuyong responded casually.

After eating the hot pork ribs soup, I feel full of energy.

Zhang Wuyong took another hot bath, changed into pajamas, and brushed his teeth.

I returned to the bedroom feeling refreshed and looked at the time. Before I knew it, it was almost one o'clock.

Zhang Wuyong locked the door of his room and pulled the curtains.

I turned off all the lights and only turned on a bedside lamp.

He sat on the bed and took out the dream marriage talisman again.

He silently chanted the spell and shook the Dream Marriage Talisman.

The spiritual light surged, but soon subsided.

This means that the magic has not yet been bridged to a point in the distance.

"You haven't slept yet?" He shrugged.

If it were in a world where cultivation was possible, this Dream Marriage Talisman would not be very effective.

Not only does it only work on mortals who have not practiced cultivation, but it also requires waiting until the person under the curse falls asleep.

In that world, such talismans are basically garbage among garbage.

To say it's "low-brow" is an understatement.

But it doesn’t matter, there are no people in this world who have practiced cultivation anyway.

This means that it can work on "anyone" in this world, whether intentionally or not.

All that remains is to wait for the other side to fall asleep.

By the way, who on the other side is working overtime to correct homework?

Or will it be used tonight?
Zhang Wuyong stood up first, ready to fight.

After stretching my muscles, I walked around in my room without any interest in studying.

He also took out the math materials he had accumulated in the past and looked through them over and over again.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, use the Dream Marriage Talisman again.

The result still didn't work.

It's this late, why aren't you sleeping yet?
Zhang Wuyong had no choice but to continue waiting.

By half past two, he himself could no longer hold on.

Once again, use the Dream Marriage Talisman.

The Dream Marriage Talisman was shaken, and spiritual light spread out and spread around.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious light rose in his densely packed room.

He lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

At the same time, his own consciousness took shape in this mysterious space filled with spiritual light.

Then he walked towards the door.

Reach out and open the door...

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