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Chapter 117 Getting Lin Mo Drunk? Zhang Chulan: I've only ever had one can of beer!

The crying in the courtyard gradually subsided.

Zhang Chulan climbed up from in front of Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, hastily wiping his face with his sleeve; his nose was still red. He took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress all the emotions he had just felt.

When he turned around, he saw the slender figure at the courtyard gate silently turn in a different direction and disappear into the corner of the wall with light footsteps.

It's Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat. Bao'er had been standing by the door the whole time, seemingly just munching on potato chips and watching the commotion, but she... never left without a reason.

"Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan subconsciously took a step to chase after him, but just as he crossed the threshold, a hand reached out from the side and gently blocked his chest.

It's Xu Si.

Zhang Chulan paused, looking up at him in confusion. "Fourth Brother?"

Xu Si held the unlit cigarette in his mouth and tilted his chin to the side.

Xu San walked over from the wall, pushed up his glasses, and spoke in a very low voice.

"Chu Lan, don't rush to chase after them. There's something we want to tell you."

Zhang Chulan frowned, his gaze shifting from Xu San's face to Xu Si's, then back again. Neither of them seemed quite right; their seriousness didn't appear feigned.

"What is it?"

Xu San paused, seemingly considering his words.

"After Lu Linglong finished saying those things, did you notice Lin Mo's reaction?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head. At that time, his mind was full of his grandfather's affairs, so he didn't have time to observe others.

Xu San lowered his voice even further. "He smiled, then turned to look at Bao."

Zhang Chulan's expression changed.

"That look wasn't just a casual glance," Xu Si continued, twirling his cigarette between his fingers. "It was a stare, with something in it. Like he was confirming something."

"Then the baby left," Xu San added.

On the path outside the courtyard, the evening mountain breeze rustled the bamboo leaves. Zhang Chulan stood there, the flush on his face from crying gradually fading.

He remained silent for a few seconds.

"You mean... Lin Mo also knows about Bao'er's matter?"

Xu Si did not answer directly, but the expression on his face said it all.

Zhang Chulan lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

"I also considered this possibility."

His voice was soft, carrying an indescribable sense of helplessness. "Back in the second show, he said that Bao'er's actual age was older than she looked, and that's when I felt something was off."

"But I don't know what to do." Zhang Chulan looked up. "I also don't know how much he actually knows."

"That's exactly what we were worried about." Xu Si tucked the cigarette behind his ear, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned forward slightly. "Chu Lan, this guy even knows about your grandfather's sworn brotherhood with Wu Gengsheng. He can rattle off secrets of that level without hesitation."

"What if he really did know that Bao was an immortal..."

The sentence was left unfinished, but all three understood what came next.

Zhang Chulan clenched his fist and then relaxed it.

"What should we do then?"

Xu Si's lips curled slightly, revealing a somewhat roguish smile.

They say people speak the truth when they're drunk.

Zhang Chulan was taken aback. "Drinking?"

"Yes." Xu Si nodded. "If we can get Lin Mo drunk, we might be able to get some information out of him about how much he actually knows."

Zhang Chulan subconsciously touched his face, looking guilty. "Fourth Brother, I'm not a big drinker... I've only ever had one can of beer, and my roommate had to make me drink it."

Xu Si patted him on the shoulder, his tone reassuring. "It's alright, we still have Lao San and me."

Xu San, who was standing to the side, also pushed up his glasses, a rare occurrence, and smiled slightly.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I can drink a whole bottle of liquor without any problem."

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened as he took another look at his refined and cultured third brother.

"Can you drink that much?"

"I come from a family with a long tradition of learning." Xu San's expression remained unchanged.

Zhang Chulan hesitated for two seconds, then finally gritted his teeth. "Alright, let's do it that way."

He turned around, his gaze passing over a few low bushes and landing on the lazy figure leaning against a pillar in the courtyard, chatting with Lu Linglong.

How do I ask someone out for drinks?

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together, his mind racing with calculations.

at the same time.

On the path on the other side of the courtyard, Zhi Jinhua, Wang Ergou, and Xiao Xiao huddled together, whispering and occasionally letting out a low laugh.

Lu Linglong was chatting casually with Lin Mo when she caught a glimpse of these people acting suspiciously out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but tiptoe over to them.

What are you doing?

Wang Ergou was taken aback at first, then subconsciously took a half step back, coughed dryly, and straightened his chest, trying to put on a serious appearance.

"We're planning to go find Zhang Chulan, to see his... um."

He got stuck.

Lu Linglong tilted her head. "That...what?"

Wang Ergou's face turned a little red, and he stammered.

"It's that... the virginity mark."

Lu Linglong froze.

"Huh? The 'virginity mark'?"

Zhi Jinhua excitedly chimed in from the side, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.

"Yes! You know what? The 'virginity mark' is basically lost now. I've never seen a real one in my entire life."

She leaned closer to Lu Linglong, her voice carrying the fervor of an archaeologist discovering a new continent, "But I heard that Zhang Chulan had a virginity mark tattooed on his body by his grandfather since he was a child. He hasn't lost his virginity yet, so that mark should still be on his body!"

"Imagine, a live specimen!"

Lu Linglong's lips twitched twice.

"So what are your plans?"

Bai Shixue peeked out from behind and, unusually, joined in on this absurd topic.

Her expression remained indifferent, but there was a hint of barely perceptible curiosity in her eyes.

"Hua'er suggests we have a bonfire party and invite Zhang Chulan over. Let's get him drunk and he'll do some uncontrollable things. Maybe we can catch a glimpse of him then."

Lu Linglong: "..."

Lin Mo had strolled over at some point, and upon hearing this conversation, his lips twitched.

"You guys are really idle."

Lu Linglong nodded subconsciously. "Yeah, you guys are really free."

Zhi Jinhua looked at the two of them with some resentment. "Aren't you even a little curious? It's a virginity mark! How much would collectors offer for something like that?"

"I'm not curious," Lu Linglong shook her head, her attitude firm.

To be honest, ever since she witnessed Lin Mo almost ascending to heaven in broad daylight on the back mountain of Longhu Mountain that day, Lu Linglong felt that nothing in this circle of extraordinary people could surprise her anymore.

The ascended master was standing right next to her.

What could be more interesting than studying a living, near-immortal?

The "virginity mark"? What level of intelligence is that?

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Zhi Jinhua pouted. "Fine, then we'll go ourselves."

Wang Ergou clenched his fist, his face resolute. "No problem, I'll go talk to them."

Then the group ran away in a flash.

Lu Linglong shook her head as she watched their retreating figures. She turned around to talk to Lin Mo, but found him looking down at his phone.

"What time is it?" she asked casually.

"4:48." Lin Mo put away his phone and started thinking about what to do after get off work.

Just as I was thinking this, a deep and gentle voice came from behind me.

"Young friend Lin, could you please come here for a moment?"

Lin Mo turned his head.

Deep in the courtyard, beside a stone table, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei was waving at him with a smile.

His wrinkled face carried a kind of elder's kindness, but the light in his half-closed old eyes was unfathomable.

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