We agreed to seek enlightenment together, but how did you end up seeking enlightenment for my mother

boom!

Suddenly, the sound of a chair overturning came from the side.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time and saw Wu Lulu lying sprawled on the ground, her skin exposed at her collar and cuffs flushed red, burning from her cheeks all the way down to her neck.

"Husband, husband, husband, flop flop flop..."

The girl stared intently at the ceiling, uttering a series of trembling sounds as if she had been electrocuted.

The three grown men looked at each other in bewilderment. The village chief had a kind smile on his face, the pastor nodded with a smile, but Xu Zhou could only smile wryly and rub his forehead.

Now even if they're not a couple, they'll be seen as a stupid couple.

Was such a strong reaction really necessary?

Before long, Wu Lulu finally recovered from her shock. She quickly straightened the chair, sat down neatly, and sat upright like a warrior.

She remained still for less than two seconds before suddenly turning her head and glaring at Xu Zhou with bloodshot eyes.

That look was clearly questioning—why don't you explain yourself clearly!

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Xu Zhou's forehead, and he had no choice but to speak.

"The relationship isn't that bad."

The three people: ? ? ?

Is there any relationship in this world closer than that between husband and wife?

Despite Wu Lulu's murderous glare, Xu Zhou remained calm and gave a serious explanation.

"Husband and wife? That's too distant. What Wu Lulu and I share is an unbreakable comradeship!"

The village chief and the pastor suddenly realized what was going on and accepted the explanation.

On the other hand, Wu Lulu tilted her head, several big question marks appearing above her head, as if she had lost her train of thought somewhere.

Xu Zhou took the opportunity to change the subject.

Is there any necessary connection between this matter and the repair of the village's defenses?

The pastor sighed, raised his hand to decline the wheat wine offered by the cook, and frowned slightly, as if he was carefully choosing his words.

"To be honest, we actually have two plans. One is that we just need to trouble you two to go to the castle and deliver the goods back to us instead of the merchant."

"But it will take a long time, and both of us will be taking a lot of risks," Xu Zhou said bluntly.

"Yes, that's right." The pastor nodded slightly, somewhat reluctant to speak, "As for the other route, the round trip only takes about two days, but it might present some... no, rather, quite a bit of trouble for you."

Xu Zhou nodded, having already grasped the implications.

Of course, he also knew in his heart that the first option was immediately ruled out, and they would be teleported away in five days, which was simply not enough time.

Therefore, there is only one option from beginning to end.

"So, does that mean whether we're husband and wife directly affects the success or failure of the second plan?"

"That's right. Deep in the Black Forest, there's a witch's hut that's closely connected to our village. You can get the energy components for iron golems there, as well as replacement tools needed to repair rusted joints—all for free, of course."

The pastor paused, as if making a decision, then confessed,

"It's just that the witches who live there have some... well, quirks that are hard to describe."

The other party was concise and to the point, explaining the whole story in just a few words.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhou's eyes slowly widened, and a series of potentially offensive associations immediately surfaced in his mind.

Seeing his expression, the village chief knew that he had grasped the implication, and he sullenly took a swig of wine, his eyes filled with guilt.

The pastor, trembling with rage, continued through gritted teeth:

"That she-devil, she only does that in front of my wife... Oh damn it! God forgive me, please forgive my blasphemy against love!"

Xu Zhou couldn't hold back any longer.

What a bizarre and absurd script!

Isn't the scope of the God of Creation's jurisdiction a bit too broad?

Xu Zhou leaned forward, his gaze sweeping over the two of them, and coughed twice before lowering his voice to say:

"I wonder what that witch looks like?"

The one who answered him was not the pastor, but the old village chief who had been silent for a long time.

"His appearance is unremarkable."

"oh……"

"Her figure is absolutely stunning."

"oh!?"

"Has an eccentric and easily angered personality."

"oh……"

He was over eight feet tall.

"oh!!"

Xu Zhou's eyes gleamed.

Compared to its negligible flaws, these advantages simply cannot be more significant!

I asked, where is the danger?

Where is the blasphemy?

So he waved his hand.

"Please explain all the settings clearly! Let me understand!"

The pastor bowed his head and couldn't help but slam his fist on the table, his voice trembling.

"This witch is tyrannical and shows no gentleness towards men whatsoever! She frequently humiliates and tramples on them, and she will use all sorts of strange and bizarre tools and potions on herself and her victims!"

The village chief added in a deep voice:

"Every man who returned from her place developed a phobia of the opposite sex and never dared to associate with women in the village again."

The pastor clasped his hands together, his face filled with grief and indignation:

"By the God of Creation, we beseech you to send down divine punishment to discipline that witch whose deeds are so bizarre!"

Xu Zhou finally understood; this was clearly a witch sister who was extremely repressed.

He really wanted to ask: Now that you've talked about the benefits, what about the drawbacks?

As for saying things like "Madam, you don't want to either...", it's just a way to add some fun. In reality, they don't care about the background at all.

The village chief's words really frightened Wu Lulu. Her face turned pale, her ears drooped to the sides of her head, and she clung tightly to Xu Zhou's arm.

The girl's eyes were brimming with tears, and her voice was full of pleading.

"Xu Zhou, don't go! You'll die!"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Whether I live or die, I will decide for myself!" Xu Zhou abruptly shook off his arm, his expression righteous and unwavering. "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Aren't we comrades-in-arms? I won't let you go to hell, come back here!"

Wu Lulu yelled and grabbed Xu Zhou by the neck with both hands, shaking him violently back and forth, causing him to gag and stick out his tongue.

Fortunately, the village chief and the priest intervened and stopped the rampaging wolf-like girl, which brought Xu Zhou back to his senses and allowed him to escape unscathed.

"Young man, after hearing your words today, I finally understand why I can't become an adventurer." The village chief smiled, his face showing admiration. "With your vision and perspective, we are far inferior!"

"I dare not accept such praise; I still need to work harder," Xu Zhou said, his face remaining expressionless.

The pastor nodded slightly, casting an approving glance.

"Well said, young friend. It is because of brave people like you who forge ahead without hesitation that we humans have been able to continue and pass on the torch of civilization from generation to generation."

"I only did a tiny bit of work." Xu Zhou gently pinched his index finger and thumb together.

The village chief got carried away with the conversation and picked up his wine glass, clinking it heavily with Xu Zhou's, causing a large amount of foam to appear.

"Come on, old man, let me toast you!"

Thus, the trip to the witch's hut was decided.

The clinking of glasses and the lively chatter among the guests indicate their enjoyment.

As for Wu Lulu, who was making eye contact with him, Xu Zhou said that the atmosphere was just right and he didn't see her.

As he said before: If I don't enter the sea of ​​suffering, who will?