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

Chapter 344 I am Amei's fiancé (2-in-1)

Zhang Wuyong embraced Tongtong and flew away from Fairy Peak.

He pointed, and a garden appeared in the air.

With the power of the Demon Lord, this garden was hidden.

He carried Tongtong and flew into the garden.

Next, they each cultivated their skills here.

Zhang Wuyong gathered a large amount of immortal energy into his body.

He then began cultivating according to the more profound Heavenly Demon Bliss Technique.

He felt that his power was increasing further with the upgrade of the Demon Realm System.

However, as soon as the cultivation ended...

The burning sensation inside my body felt like a volcano about to erupt.

He had no choice but to seek out Tongtong and ask her to help him with his cultivation.

Tongtong was tormented to no end by him.

Even now, she has been cultivating for quite some time.

He still could not bear the storms and tempests he faced.

"How can anyone stand you like this?" Tongtong nestled in his arms, her delicate body weak and her voice a little hoarse.

"Let's stop cultivating for now!" Zhang Wuyong carried her away from Yaochi Wonderland.

This further enhanced immortal energy, after being absorbed slightly, allowed his demonic arts to unleash a surge of masculine energy.

When we got outside, it was already daylight.

In the fairyland of Yaochi, all but a few of the jade maidens had left.

After that, the concubines also left one after another, busy with their own work and studies.

In the evening, Zhang Wuyong gathered everyone for a meal outside.

Celebrate this successful upgrade of Wonderland.

He took six girls—Tongtong, Liao Xiumei, Yao Xueqin, Xia Zinan, Mary, and Xiaotang—to a hotel and enjoyed a lavish meal.

The hotel staff were very curious about this strange combination of one man and six women.

More importantly, these six beautiful women, of varying ages, each possess unique characteristics.

Also, isn't this man... the actor who played the villain in that recent movie?
The waitress was extremely curious.

"Cheers!" Zhang Wuyong raised his glass and said.

The six women raised their glasses in response.

Liao Xiumei and Xia Zinan didn't drink much before.

But given their current physical condition, it's practically impossible for them to get drunk anymore.

“Time flies so fast,” said Senior Mary. “I remember when I first entered the spirit world last year, there were only two gardens and a deserted island.”

"It looks both cold and strange."

Senior student Xiaotang said, "When she suddenly appeared there, it really startled everyone."

Yao Xueqin said, "It's already very good. When you two got inside, the Spirit Realm had already grown quite a bit."

"When I went in, the land was about the same size as my old middle school."

Zhao Yutong was very surprised: "Is it that small?"

Liao Xiumei said, "Zi Nan hadn't even spoken yet, and when Xue Qin went in, the land had already grown considerably larger."

"She was inside all by herself before I went in."

Zhao Yutong held her wine glass and thought for a moment: "Judging from the timeline, it seems that I had already met Zinan online by then?"

Yao Xueqin said, "If Zinan's family didn't have money and couldn't afford to give hundreds of thousands in rewards, would she not have been chosen? Would we not know her?"

"At least, she's definitely not among the Mingfei, right? So, it's really good to be rich."

Zi Nan whispered, "Yes, it seems to be like that."

After all, she was noticed because she ranked first in the live stream.

Zhang Wuyong said, "Life doesn't offer so many 'what ifs.' Many times, it's just a matter of chance; when you encounter it, you encounter it."

"It's pointless to say 'what if' or 'what if'."

Yao Xueqin tossed her hair: "That's true."

During their conversation, Liao Xiumei's phone rang.

She took out her phone and looked at it, her eyes filled with doubt.

Then he stood up and said, "I'll go make a phone call first."

Once outside, I answered my phone.

The people in the private room continued chatting, but after a while, Teacher Liao still hadn't come in.

Zhang Wuyong sensed something was amiss, so he got up and said, "I'll go check on Teacher Liao."

Then they opened the door to the private room.

I didn't see Teacher Liao until I got outside. There she was, standing under a tree with her phone in her hand, silently shedding tears.

"Teacher Liao," Zhang Wuyong walked over, "what happened?"

“It was a call from people back home,” Liao Xiumei said with a bitter and bewildered expression. “My mother has passed away.”

Zhang Wuyong was also surprised: "Your mother? Didn't she call you a few days ago?"

"Yes!" Liao Xiumei seemed to want to laugh, but tears inadvertently streamed down her face. "At that time, she was already in the late stage of cancer."

"At that time, she kept telling me that she wanted to come and see me. But I never agreed, and I didn't even tell her that I was in Lujiang."

"me……"

Zhang Wuyong grabbed her hand and whispered, "This can't be blamed on you. After all, you haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

"You didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Even if that's the truth.

Liao Xiumei still couldn't stop her tears.

A powerful sense of guilt, like an invisible hand, gripped her heart tightly.

It made it impossible for her to breathe.

"Teacher Liao?" "Teacher Liao, what's wrong with you?"

Tongtong, Xueqin, and others also came out.

Seeing her appearance, they couldn't help but gather around her.

"Teacher Liao's mother has passed away," Zhang Wuyong said in a low voice.

The girls were all taken aback.

"I'm sorry!" Liao Xiumei said softly, "I... I plan to go back."

Tongtong asked, "Teacher Liao, where is your hometown?"

After Liao Xiumei started talking, Zhao Yutong pushed her boyfriend, saying, "Wuyong, you go with Teacher Liao."

Liao Xiumei said, "I..."

Zhao Yutong said, "Teacher Liao, let him take you there."

"It's so late, and there are no high-speed trains tonight. If I buy a ticket now, I'll have to wait until tomorrow to leave."

"Let Wuyong drive you there now. If we take the highway, we should be there by tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Zhang Wuyong said, "Teacher Liao, let's listen to Tongtong this time. I'll take you home. If there's anything else, I can help you with it."

He said softly, "After all, you came to Lujiang because of me."

Liao Xiumei nodded silently, tears streaming down her face.

Next, Liao Xiumei called the school leaders of the affiliated high school of science and technology to request bereavement leave.

Then he tidied up a bit. Zhang Wuyong drove, with the others watching, taking Teacher Liao with him, and left Lujiang, heading towards the highway.

As we traveled along the way, it grew darker.

On the highway, the lights and mountain scenery outside the window kept receding.

Zhang Wuyong pushed the car to its maximum speed as much as possible.

During the trip, Teacher Liao made several phone calls to relatives in his hometown whom he had lost contact with for a long time.

Her voice was very soft and weak.

By midnight, all was quiet.

"Teacher Liao, why don't you lie down in the back seat for a while?"

Zhang Wuyong looked at Liao Xiumei in the passenger seat.

Liao Xiumei gently shook her head: "No need... I'm fine."

"You don't look like you're alright."

Zhang Wuyong said softly, "No matter what, we will stay with you."

"Whether it's Tongtong, Xueqin, Mary, Xiaotang, or the water and fire in the fairyland, we are all your family."

Liao Xiumei nodded slightly.

After a while, she whispered, "Actually, I don't have much feeling for that woman anymore."

“She abandoned me when I was still young. For two or three years, she was doing well, but during those years, she never visited me.”

"Later, I met some bad people outside and was cheated out of my money. They would occasionally come to see me and give me some money to use, but I never took it."

"At first, there was resentment, but it gradually faded away."

"Actually, even now, I'm not that sad, it's just... just..."

Zhang Wuyong shook his head and said, "I just feel that before she passes away, I should see her and fulfill her last wish to see you."

"Teacher Liao, if you ask me, you're just too kind-hearted. A truly heartless person wouldn't take this seriously, and a truly wicked person would even want to laugh."

"In this world, only good people are most easily hurt because they are too soft-hearted and therefore easily stabbed in the back."

He exhaled and said, "Teacher Liao, you did nothing wrong, so there's no need to blame yourself."

"If she had told you about her condition, you would have eventually gone to see her. But she didn't, so how would you have known?"
"There is no need for people to feel guilty or ashamed for mistakes they did not make."

The black sedan left the province.

We refueled at a rest stop along the way.

As the night passed and dawn approached, guided by Teacher Liao, he drove his car into a town.

After parking the car, Zhang Wuyong thought for a moment.

First, he used demonic energy to change his appearance.

At the same time, it also makes me look more mature, so that it won't be obvious at a glance that I'm a college student.

After getting off the bus, I accompanied Teacher Liao as we walked along the streets of the town.

“This used to be a primary school!” Liao Xiumei looked at the buildings surrounded by dilapidated walls. “But now, it’s long gone. It was closed down when I was still in college.”

Zhang Wuyong said, "There shouldn't be many children left in this countryside, right? I just looked over and all I saw were elderly people."

“There are still young people, but not many,” Liao Xiumei said. “As for those with children, they will basically try to buy a house in the city, after all, they want to give their children a better education.”

Walking along the fence, you reach a hillside path.

Several elderly women sat chatting by the roadside.

"Isn't that Amei? She hasn't been back for many years."

"This girl has never been very talkative since she was little. I heard she became a teacher after going to university?"

"She was practically mute when she was little, how could she become a teacher?"

"Who's that man with her? He's quite handsome."

They were whispering among themselves.

Zhang Wuyong's ear tips.

He walked beside Teacher Liao and glanced at her.

“Many people in rural areas are like this,” Liao Xiumei said softly.

"Actually, people are all the same everywhere, it's just that city people don't know their neighbors anymore. They don't even know who to gossip about." Ahead stood a large sycamore tree.

There is an open door.

Upon entering the courtyard, several children were playing inside.

A woman is taking clothes out of a washing machine that has been spun dry near the sink.

Liao Xiumei walked towards the woman.

"Auntie!" The woman turned around and looked at her. "Amei? Oh, you arrived so quickly?"

She hurriedly put the clothes away, took Liao Xiumei's hand, and exclaimed, "It's been so many years since I last saw you! You haven't changed at all. How have you taken such good care of yourself?"

Liao Xiumei forced a smile and said, "I'm almost thirty."

"You can't tell at all. You look like you're in your early twenties, about the same age as when you graduated from university," Auntie sighed. "Back then, you only came back once, and you really looked exactly the same as you do now."

Then she looked at the handsome man behind her: "And this is...?"

"Zhang You!" the man said with a smile, extending his hand. "I came with Xiu Mei."

"Ah...ah, sit down!" The woman paused for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Things then became busy again.

Liao Xiumei's mother is still at the funeral home.

“Before your mother passed away, she did buy herself an urn and a grave,” my aunt said. “At that time, she had no money left for medical treatment, so she only bought the simplest kind of urn…”

Zhang Wuyong said from the side, "It's alright, I'll take care of these."

Liao Xiumei looked at him.

Zhang Wuyong said, "It's alright, I'll take care of these things, you don't need to worry about it."

The cheapest graves in the cemetery... well, they can't really be considered graves anymore.

On one wall, there are many squares side by side, each containing an urn containing the ashes of many people, with one person occupying one square.

In the end, Liao Xiumei's mother clearly didn't want to trouble others anymore.

I'll buy it myself to avoid others gossiping about my daughter later.

But for Zhang Wuyong, it wasn't that they were really short of money.

I helped Teacher Liao go up the mountain and selected what was almost the best independent burial plot.

It cost a lot of money. According to custom, a luxurious funeral team was hired, and the courtyard of Aunt Liao Xiumei was borrowed. Funeral music played from beginning to end.

It wasn't the kind where they just put a speaker playing funeral music; they actually called in a whole group of people to bang gongs, drums, and other musical instruments from time to time.

Although it may cause disturbance to the neighbors, without this step, people would laugh at us.

Zhang Wuyong didn't want Teacher Liao to cry.

So they spent money to hire a bunch of filial sons and daughters to cry in her place.

A lot of money was spent.

So the funeral hall was filled with crying all day long, from morning till night.

Those who don't know the story might think that the deceased woman had a large family, and that countless people were reluctant to let her go.

The townspeople were immediately abuzz with discussion.

"Have you heard? Amei came back from Lujiang, and she's working there now."

“Lujiang is a big city. To teach in Lujiang is truly a remarkable achievement.”

"Is her boyfriend a rich second-generation heir?"

"What rich second generation? Don't you know? My husband said that the car he drives alone costs more than a million yuan. I heard that he is the young big boss of a family business in Lujiang."

"Such a devoted boyfriend, who's even willing to spend money on her. She's going to be very lucky in the future."

“I told you before, although Amei didn’t talk much before, she’s been smart since she was little.”

"What's the use of talking a lot? This person has inner talent, and she's also beautiful."

"Don't you guys think her boyfriend looks a bit like that big movie star?"

"Ah, I know. The one who played Ouyang Ke in The Legend of the Condor Heroes during the Chinese New Year period? He does look a bit like him. At first glance, I thought it was him, but I realized it was different when I looked closely."

"Her boyfriend is both rich and handsome; she's lucky to have found such a good match."

"What do you mean by 'rich and handsome'? He's called 'tall, rich, and handsome'."

Funerals, in essence, are not meant to be performed for the dead.

After all, you can't see the dead anymore.

It's made for the living to see.

After Zhang Wuyong's series of actions, everyone in the town was amazed.

The night before the funeral, Tongtong, Zinan, Xueqin, Mary, and Xiaotang also took the high-speed train to come over.

Although they already knew about Ms. Liao's family situation.

But they didn't come for Teacher Liao's mother.

They came for Teacher Liao.

Their arrival surprised the townspeople even more.

"Ah Mei... Ah, I heard that all of Professor Liao's students are undergraduates from Lujiang University?"

"I never imagined that of all the children who left the town, she was the one who had the best life."

"Who can blame them for being so good at studying and so talented when they were young?"

"Sigh, look at other people, and then look at my own."

"It's not easy for students from prestigious universities to come all this way."

On the day of the burial, under Zhang Wuyong's arrangement, it was a lively and bustling affair that made the whole town noisy.

The so-called grand funeral is basically just like this.

The so-called birth, aging, sickness and death.

Birth is more important than family.

When you get old, you have to compare your life experiences.

When you're sick, it's better to have money for treatment than to have no money for treatment.

Even in death, they would compete to see whose funeral was the most lavish.

That afternoon, although the funeral was over, some matters related to household registration still involved.

Liao Xiumei went to the city's administrative center to cancel her mother's household registration and take care of some other things.

It was around the time of the Qingming Festival, and while she was handling some business at the administrative center, it started raining outside.

The rain hadn't let up even after I left the administrative center.

Liao Xiumei raised her head.

After so many years away, the city had become quite unfamiliar to her.

The streets have changed dramatically in many ways compared to before.

Surprisingly, the place was much quieter.

However, this phenomenon is not limited to this place. In every city, fewer and fewer people are willing to spend time shopping.

Now, whether it's living or working, I'm getting further and further away from this city.

Once she leaves, she doesn't know when she'll be able to come back.

A light drizzle falls, and the duckweed floats without roots.

There was a strange sense of desolation.

"Xiu Mei?" A surprised voice suddenly came from the side.

Liao Xiumei turned her head and saw a couple next to her.

The woman was Chen Yihong, her high school classmate.

"So it really is you?" Chen Yihong looked at her with surprise and delight. "It's been so many years. I heard that you disappeared after graduating from university. How come you're back now?"

Liao Xiumei smiled and said, "I just came back because of some business."

"It must be tough out there, right?" Chen Yihong tried to take her hand. "I've heard about what happened at Beijing Normal University. I just didn't expect you to be gone for so many years."

"It's not easy out there these days, has it? Have you found a boyfriend yet?"

Liao Xiumei said, "This..."

"It's alright, it's alright!" Chen Yihong pointed to the man in his thirties next to her. "This is my boyfriend. We're getting married soon, and we're still talking about it."

"You're not young anymore, but you don't look much different. You should find someone..."

A black luxury car was parked on the side of the road.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome young man got out of the driver's seat, holding an umbrella, and walked over: "Xiu Mei, are you done with your business? Ah, I'm a little late."

Liao Xiumei said softly, "It's alright."

Chen Yihong looked at the man who was far more handsome and younger than her boyfriend: "This, this gentleman is..."

The boy put his arm around Liao Xiumei: "And this is..."

Liao Xiumei said, "A classmate from high school."

"Ah, hello!" the handsome young man said. "I'm her fiancé, and I'm here with her from Lujiang to take care of some business."

"Sigh! I just saw today that the government has released a new policy that says you don't need a household registration book to get a marriage certificate anymore. If they had told me earlier, it wouldn't have been so troublesome."

The man next to Chen Yihong said, "It seems that's what the news said."

“Yeah!” The boy looked down at his fiancée in his arms. “But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, our jobs and new house are both in Lujiang. It’s good to transfer our household registration there sooner rather than later.”

Liao Xiumei said, "You..."

"Teacher Liao, you're not going to back out, are you?" The boy looked very nervous. "I really like you, I've already bought a new house."

Chen Yihong asked, "You and Liao Xiumei were originally..." The boy looked even younger than Liao Xiumei.

“I used to be Professor Liao’s student,” the boy said shyly. “I just graduated from Lujiang University last year. I liked her a lot back when I was a student, but I was too shy to say it.”

"After graduating last year, I ran into him on the street by chance. I still really liked him, so I've been following him ever since."

Liao Xiumei blushed and said, "That's enough. Don't talk about such things."

The boy quickly explained, "Last year it was really a chance encounter, I didn't intentionally wait for you... Xiumei, Xiumei..."

I watched as she got into the car.

He quickly grabbed an umbrella and chased after her, holding it over her shoulders.

He turned back and smiled at the two people in this direction: "When we get married, we'll definitely come to Lujiang for a drink."

Then he opened the door for Liao Xiumei and got into the driver's seat.

Chen Yihong looked at her former female classmate's young and handsome boyfriend, at the luxury car he drove, and at his obsequious attitude.

She couldn't help but turn to look at her boyfriend again.

Suddenly I realize that comparing yourself to others is just plain frustrating.

The man, oblivious to her disapproving gaze, looked at the luxury car in the distance and exclaimed, "Is that your high school classmate? How come he looks so much younger than you?"

The woman was so angry that she didn't wait for the rain to stop and walked straight into it.

The man, bewildered, chased after him: "What's wrong? The bus won't be here that soon, wait until the rain lets up a bit..."

The woman shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Zhang Wuyong drove the car toward the intersection ahead.

Liao Xiumei sat in the passenger seat, her face flushed: "Master, people will misunderstand if you say it like that."

"It's nothing!" Zhang Wuyong whistled. "Teacher Liao, you're just too kind. Was that woman really your old friend? She didn't seem like it."

"There are some people who live very ordinary lives, but they just want to belittle others to find a sense of pride in themselves. Teacher Liao, you are now, after all, a cultivator who knows martial arts."

"Next time you encounter someone like that, slap them across the face."

Liao Xiumei couldn't help but laugh: "She may not have had good intentions, but she wasn't that bad either."

As Zhang Wuyong drove, he turned his head and glanced at her: "Teacher Liao, you actually look really beautiful when you smile."

Liao Xiumei suddenly acted like a little girl, her face turning red as she said, "You're so annoying!"

(End of this chapter)