The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Chen Zhi's consciousness was already fading, but upon hearing those words, she suddenly opened her eyes, "Xi Lang!"

Xi Lang strode towards her, his face gloomy, exuding a chilling aura that made people want to stay away.

But as soon as Chen Zhi uttered the word "Xi Lang," his expression softened as if the storm had passed.

He took two steps at a time, and in the blink of an eye, the person ten meters away was in front of Chen Zhi.

Everyone felt a gust of wind pass by, and when they looked closely, they saw a tall man standing in front of Chen Zhi.

What a great speed!

Who is this person?

The masters were greatly alarmed. When did such a powerful figure appear in their line of work?

"Tired?" Xi Lang touched Chen Zhi's face.

Chen Zhi obediently rubbed her hands together and softly hummed in agreement.

"If you're tired, take a nap first, and leave the rest to me." Xi Lang felt extremely sorry for him, but at the same time, a surge of anger welled up inside him. Anyone who dared to bully him was asking for death!

With one arm around Chen Zhi's waist and the other gripping a black iron sword, Xi Lang slashed down at the barrier, shattering it into pieces like a pane of glass.

The masters' expressions changed; their seemingly insurmountable barrier had been broken by his single sword strike.

"Take care of her for me." Xi Lang handed Chen Zhi over to Yang Hong.

Yang Hong was still in shock when he heard Xi Lang's words and quickly took Chen Zhi from him.

"You guys go out first, I'll go in and take care of something." Xi Lang's words were nonchalant, as if what was inside was just a tiny insect that could be easily crushed.

But no one present questioned his words.

Several masters wanted to stay, but no one could guide them.

"There are many forks in the road, and we will get lost," Yang Hong said.

Xi Lang grunted and tossed out a talisman. The talisman burned and floated in mid-air. "Follow it."

Yang Hong was startled again, and quickly agreed, "Okay."

Yang Hong carried Chen Zhi and followed the talisman, with Feng Ruyu close by beside him, and Mr. Tang and others behind them.

The talismans not only guided them but also illuminated the entire passage; the dim, yellowish light carried a calming power.

"Who was that man just now?" Feng Ruyu asked.

"He is Chen Zhi's lover, named Xi Lang." If Xi Lang had previously attacked Yang Hong with money, now he was completely crushing him with strength. Yang Hong's admiration and respect for Xi Lang had now surpassed that for Chen Zhi.

He thought, "Xi Lang is indeed very capable, worthy of being Chen Zhi's partner."

"This couple is so strong!" Feng Ruyu exclaimed.

Yang Hong hummed in agreement, "It's very impressive."

Those behind them who overheard their conversation felt their hearts tremble again.

They had previously suspected the woman of having affairs with these two men, but they never expected that she actually had someone else.

Fortunately, they only vented their anger and didn't completely escalate the conflict. Otherwise, given that person's temper, they might have been in serious trouble.

As soon as Yang Hong and his group stepped out of the ancient tomb, they ran into Master Yang and Song Zhaoyuan and their group.

Master Yang immediately noticed Chen Zhi in Yang Hong's arms. "Chen Zhi? What happened to her?"

Yang Hong did not know Master Yang or Song Zhaoyuan, but judging from Master Yang's appearance, he obviously knew Chen Zhi.

"She's probably just tired," Yang Hong said, unsure.

Upon hearing this, Master Yang reached out and took Chen Zhi's pulse. His expression softened slightly. "It's nothing, she's just tired. By the way, have you seen Xi Lang?"

"He's inside," Yang Hong replied.

Behind Master Yang and Song Zhaoyuan was a group of people. Yang Hong didn't know their identities, but since they knew Chen Zhi and Xi Lang, they should be good people.

Master Yang nodded. "An ambulance has arrived from the mountain. Take these unconscious people out first."

After saying that, Master Yang said to Song Zhaoyuan, "Let's go in quickly. I'm worried that if Xi Lang gets angry, he might destroy the things inside."

The fact that Chen Zhi was handed over to someone else shows just how furious Mr. Xi was.

Song Zhaoyuan nodded. "We need to hurry."

However, they were too late. Just as they stepped into the entrance of the ancient tomb, Xilang came out.

His clothes were slightly disheveled, but otherwise there was nothing amiss.

"Is it resolved?" A bad feeling welled up in Master Yang's heart.

Xi Lang grunted in agreement, strode past Master Yang, and headed towards Yang Hong.

Yang Hong saw him and immediately handed Chen Zhi over.

Xi Lang picked up Chen Zhi, and the next second, a white fox fur cloak was draped over Chen Zhi, covering her completely, even her little face.

"I'll take her back first," Xi Lang said.

Yang Hong didn't understand what this meant. Weren't they going to leave together?

Xi Lang didn't explain to him. In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred meters away, and then he completely disappeared into the forest.

"......"

What speed is that?

Is he seeing things?

Yang Hong looked at the empty embrace, then at Feng Ruyu beside him, "Just now, just now Xi Lang took Chen Zhi away, right?"

Feng Ruyu nodded blankly, "It seems so."

When Master Yang and Song Zhaoyuan arrived at the ancient tomb, only the split coffins remained on the ground—a total of fifty, none of them survived.

The burial goods, however, remained unharmed to the side.

"Yang Qi, it's you!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Master Mu, what are you doing here?" Master Yang was also somewhat surprised.

Old Mu sighed and recounted how they had been asked to find someone. He went on and on, emphasizing Chen Zhi and Xi Lang, though of course they didn't know their names.

"So all of this was destroyed by that man with the black heavy sword?" Master Yang already had the answer in his mind, but he still asked one more question.

Elder Mu and the others nodded. "That man, uh, he must have been furious. He came in and smashed these coffins."

"Not only that, he also shattered all the yin energy and ghostly aura."

"Old Yang, when did such a remarkable person appear in our line of work?"

"What school or sect does he belong to?"

"From the Daoist sect."

Old Yang wiped his face and consoled himself, "It's cleaved, so be it. Let the archaeologists restore it."

"The yin energy and ghostly aura have all dissipated, saving us a lot of trouble, right?"

Before Elder Mu and the others could react, they nodded subconsciously upon hearing this.

"Without him, we wouldn't be able to handle what's inside."

"We almost lost our lives here today."

"But didn't the Daoist sect cease to exist?"

"The Taoist temple is gone; this is the last remaining sapling."

"No wonder, it's said that people from the Daoist sect all have some madness about them."

"I'll tell my disciples to be more polite to people in the future, so they don't offend them. What's his name?"

"His name is Xi Lang, and his wife's name is Chen Zhi."

When Xi Lang returned home, he went straight upstairs, took off Chen Zhi's outer clothes, and tucked her into bed. Then he took a shower, and subsequently lifted the covers and lay down as well.

The man, who was usually well-behaved and would lie flat to sleep, at most touching Chen Zhi's hand, was now holding Chen Zhi tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

His dark, somewhat eerie eyes gazed silently at Chen Zhi for a long time. Seemingly unsatisfied, he lowered his head and kissed Chen Zhi's forehead, inch by inch, her eyebrows, eyelids, nose, cheeks, and finally resting on her rosy petal-like lips.

They bit and nibbled, until their lips bled.

Finally, he teased those snow-white, adorable ears until they turned red before stopping.

not enough!

It's still not enough!

A voice inside him kept clamoring, "I want her, I want her."

His rationality was crumbling.

I really want to!

After their reunion, he thought about it constantly.

I'm going crazy thinking about it!

"Chen Zhi—"

"Zhizhi——"

"You little rascal, you've kept me waiting for too long."

Xi Lang lowered his head in anger and bit Chen Zhi's small, fair chin.

"I'll deal with you properly when you wake up."

Unaware of what was happening, Chen Zhi buried her face in Xi Lang's chest, nuzzled against him, and continued to sleep peacefully.

Chen Zhi slept for a long time, and it wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that she woke up because she was hungry.

When she woke up, she felt weak and sore all over, just like when she was exhausted and hungry during the double harvest season in Sandong Village.

"Awake?" Xi Lang was sitting at the table reading a book. Hearing the noise, he turned his head to look at her.

Chen Zhi blinked, recalling what happened before she lost consciousness. It turned out that she really had seen Xi Lang.

"How did you find me?" He arrived at just the right time, which Chen Zhi couldn't understand.

Xi Lang: "I secretly marked you. I can sense where you go whenever I want."

Chen Zhi's eyes widened. "There's such a thing?"

"Of course. Do you want to learn?"

"I want to." She wanted to give Xi Lang a mark as well.

"You're not as strong as me. I'll know if you leave a mark, and it won't last more than a few days before fading away."

"Then I'll mark it every few days."

They speak so openly and frankly, yet they don't hide their ulterior motives of claiming it for themselves and asserting sovereignty.

Xi Lang's lips curled up slightly. "Okay, I'll teach you."

The morning after Chen Zhi woke up, Feng Ruyu and Yang Hongcai came to her door.

Feng Ruyu: "Jiang You is still in the hospital. He said he would visit him in person after he is discharged."

Chen Zhi hummed in agreement. "Is he alright?"

"He was starving for days and caught a cold. The doctor said he needed to be hospitalized for a few days. It's a miracle he survived. So be it." Feng Ruyu said with a smile, "He said he's learned his lesson and will never go to the countryside to check on goods again."

Chen Zhi: "Some of the people he knows are unreliable."

The old Tan from before was no good.

Feng Ruyu agreed, "He has many friends and is easily trusting, so he's suffered a lot. By the way, I brought you the payment this time."

Feng Ruyu took out a red cloth bag and placed it on the table; it looked quite heavy.

"Five thousand yuan in total."

"So many?"

Chen Zhi was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Tang has been very generous this time, giving a lot of money. Yang Hong and I each received 120 yuan. Mr. Tang originally wanted to visit you, but I didn't dare to agree without asking your opinion. However, he left his phone number and said that if you agree, he would like to invite you and your wife to dinner."

"this--"

Chen Zhi looked at Xi Lang.

Xi Lang shook his head, "Let nature take its course, we'll meet if we're meant to."