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Chang Xi got up, walked past Xia Qingli, and left the room.

By sheer coincidence, I ran into Huo Dongjun.

"You can't sleep either?"

"Oh, you had a nightmare?" Huo Dongjun grasped the key point.

"It's worse than a nightmare," Chang Xi said with a shrug. "I always feel like something's watching me, but the security cameras are off."

Huo Dongjun frowned. "Me too."

This instinctive alertness kept them awake all night.

"Let's have some late-night snacks," Huo Dongjun thought, since he couldn't sleep anyway, he'd make something to eat in the kitchen.

Sun Jun had nothing at home, so Chang Xi had no choice but to contribute two packs of instant noodles.

The two people were squatting in the kitchen eating.

Huo Dongjun asked, "How many years have you been a Taoist priest?"

"It's been twenty years, hasn't it?" Chang Xi replied haphazardly.

"Can you tell me why I keep having dreams?"

"You're always dreaming, you're not getting enough rest."

"No," Huo Dongjun said, holding his bowl of noodles, "I keep having the same dream. In the dream, there's always a woman calling my name, but I can't see her clearly. I feel like I know her, but then again, I don't."

Upon hearing this, Chang Xi turned his face and examined him closely.

Being so close, Huo Dongjun suddenly felt a little short of breath.

Before he could speak, Chang Xi released his hand. "You're fine. It's probably because you've been too busy and stressed. Take some rest. It's not like you have amnesia. There aren't that many people in the world who have amnesia."

Huo Dongjun's eyes darkened, half of his face hidden in the darkness. "Perhaps I can understand the helplessness you feel when you lose all your memories."

Ok?

Chang Xi tilted her head to look at him. That was something she made up on the spot. She didn't have the original owner's memories and was afraid of being asked about the past, so she simply used amnesia as an excuse. How could Huo Dongjun really have amnesia?

"Six months ago, I was in a serious car accident. The doctor said I suffered a brain injury and lost all my past memories. It felt like my life was wiped clean all at once," Huo Dongjun said, unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse.

The panic of knowing nothing and remembering nothing overwhelmed him, and the more he tried to recall, the more blurred the past became.

Chang Xi understood what he hadn't finished saying: "So, when you were in T country, you discovered you had spiritual power, which is why you felt you had some connection with the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), and followed me hoping to find a way to regain your memories?"

That's pretty much what Huo Dongjun planned.

This person is so open about using you that they feel perfectly justified.

Chang Xi swallowed the noodles in his mouth. "Actually, I also think you're quite strange. I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but I can't quite place you. Whenever I'm near you, I feel very comfortable."

"My spiritual energy recovers slowly when I'm near you; I even thought you were a dragon vein at one point."

Huo Dongjun chuckled, "I'm glad I could help you."

Chang Xi suddenly stiffened and lowered his voice, "Did you feel it?"

"How do you feel?"

Forgot that he has amnesia and can't use spiritual energy.

Chang Xi stood up alertly, instructing him, "Sink your Qi to your Dantian, gather your spiritual power in this place, feel the power coming from there, and silently release this power to explore the surrounding situation for you."

Huo Dongjun remembered nothing, yet he could understand Chang Xi's obscure explanation. His originally dull senses became sharp, as if he could sense the movements throughout the house.

The room was filled with snoring, people's breathing, and a faint, almost imperceptible, murderous intent.

"The visitor is not friendly," Huo Dongjun said with great seriousness.

"It is precisely because of their malice that they hide in the shadows," Changxi waved his hand, and Zhuxie appeared.

As soon as the Demon Slayer appeared, the killing intent vanished without a trace.

"Go back and rest," she thought, preferring a good night's sleep to worrying about the unknown enemy.

They were woken up early the next morning.

Hao Renqing cleared his throat. "We've hidden twelve photos of representative local delicacies in the village. Your task today is to overcome all obstacles and find these photos. The two people with the most photos can enjoy these dishes."

But the one ranked last needs to help the villagers clean the pigsty.

"Isn't this a piece of cake?" This was exactly what Chang Xi wanted to hear, and she counted on her fingers.

Hao Ren quickly interrupted, "You can't use metaphysics! That's against the rules!"

"Ugh, annoying."

Changxi: Prepare to cast the spell.

[Hao Ren: Interrupt spellcasting.]

Everyone scattered and tried to find the photos on their own.

Chang Xi strolled leisurely along the country road, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, his eyes darting around, looking just like a carefree, idle street urchin.

The VJ filming her couldn't help but ask what the viewers were thinking, "Aren't you going to look for the photos? Xia Qingli has already found the first one."

"No rush," Chang Xi stretched, "Let's wait a bit longer."

What is she waiting for?

[Wait, tap tap tap tap tap.]

[Chang Xi's fans are just as quirky as she is.]

Hey, you can say that about me, but you can't say that about me.

There hasn't been much progress on Changxi's end, and most people have flocked to other people's live streams.

Chang Xi bought a bag of candy at the convenience store, walked to the road, and casually called over a few children playing. He distributed the candy to them and said, "Kids, I want to ask you something."

Do you recognize the older brothers and sisters who are recording our show?

"Yes, we know each other," one of them said without any suspicion. "Yes, we know each other. My parents said we must remember you."

"Oh," Chang Xi's eyes flickered, and she continued, "Do you know where the other older brothers and sisters went?"

"I know!" A little girl nodded. "Big sister went to Grandpa Chen's house on the east side."

Another child said, "The very tall brother went to the fish-raising auntie's house across the river."

"My brother, who looks a bit silly, went to the convenience store on the west side."

"And there's my brother, surnamed Gu, at my house."

The children chattered amongst themselves and actually managed to explain where the others had gone.

Chang Xi patted the child's head meaningfully, "Little one, you're really well-informed."

[This kid knows so much.]

[A few candies are enough to bribe him? Is Chang Xi planning to just rob him?]

I think you've hit the nail on the head.

[But Lu Wenli and the other two boys all come from wealthy families, and wealthy families value their safety above all else. They must all have some martial arts skills. Chang Xi can't use mystical arts, so how could she possibly defeat the three boys?]

[Isn't Xia Qingli still a girl? Chang Xi might be trying to steal her away.]

Chang Xi greeted the VJ, "I remember you're a retired special forces soldier, right?"

VJ nodded.

Chang Xi snapped his fingers. "OK, then stay close and don't lose them."

Having said that, Chang Xi stepped on a protruding stone under the eaves, leaped up, and climbed onto the roof in a few quick movements.

[Holy crap! Where did they go?]

On the roof!

How did she get up there?

【Chinese Kung Fu!】

This jump has caused a stir among international netizens.

The VJ was terrified and chased after them with his camera.

Chang Xi stood on the rooftop, scanning the surroundings to find the whereabouts of the other guests.

As luck would have it, Xia Qingli walked into her line of sight, holding a newly acquired photograph in her hand.

Target locked, strike immediately.

When the VJ arrived, he only had time to take a picture before Chang Xi jumped down from the roof, snatched the photo from Xia Qingli's hand, and then ran into a resident's house through another door.

VJ didn't have time to think and immediately followed.

Xia Qingli stood frozen in place for several seconds before finally letting out an extremely angry roar, "Chang Xi!"