Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

The peddler squatted on the ground and first ate the old carpenter.

Unlike Zhou He, he seemed somewhat lost in thought while eating.

This echoes what Dai Liangxuan said at Jincheng University.

A normal way of eating meat is to fully absorb the memory of the meat itself.

There are only two special cases.

One is wild meat. Normal wild meat has no memory and is clean.

Another special case is Zhou and himself. When he ate meat, he didn't devour the memories, but rather watched them like a movie.

It's told from a third-person perspective, showing some fragmented scenes.

According to Dai Liangxuan, eating meat like a peddler, with too many memories piled up, can easily drive a person insane.

But Zhou He also knew that this way he could obtain more information.

He couldn't tell which was better or worse.

There was just a vague feeling that this person seemed completely unguarded when eating meat.

If I were to step forward and stab myself in the back...

Zhou He shook his head, dismissing the thought; he didn't know why he thought that way.

If a peddler dares to do this, he must be unafraid to do it himself.

Surely it can't be that the other party really trusts their fellow villager?

Zhou He's lips curled up in a smile.

The peddler had finished eating the carpenter and collected all the carpenter's tools, such as axes, saws, and adzes, that had fallen to the ground, stuffing them into his sleeves.

"Young Master Zhou, you don't need these items."

Zhou He nodded:

"Where's what I asked for?"

The peddler frowned as he looked at the blood and flesh in the yard and smelled the stench rising from the sun.

"Young Master Zhou, are you sure you want to talk about this here? Let's go back to Taochuan and talk about it."

"No need, this will do."

Zhou He is becoming more and more accustomed to this world, a world filled with blood and flesh.

The peddler leisurely lit a cigarette, walked to the huge stone mill, stretched out a finger to tease the chubby baby squatting on the mill, accidentally got some saliva on it, and then disgustedly wiped it on the baby.

"This millstone is a good item. If you get the chance, tsk."

The peddler seemed to be speaking to Zhou He, but it wasn't quite like it.

After saying that, he squatted down to the side, took a puff of his cigarette, and exhaled the smoke into the air, dispersing some of the stench of blood.

"Young Master Zhou, the kind of thing you're looking for that can cover things up is indeed hard to find. Even if you do find it, it won't be of a high enough level to stop people from watching you."

Zhou He frowned and pulled his hat brim down.

The peddler did indeed know.

But since he didn't say it outright, I shouldn't have asked.

However, since the other party agreed during the business negotiations, it means there must be a suitable alternative.

Sure enough, the peddler's smile remained unchanged as he continued:

"The method I promised you before is actually related to your sex worker connections. Don't ask me where it came from."

"By becoming a sex worker, you can avoid karmic consequences. Logically speaking, ordinary people shouldn't be able to see you or predict your fate."

"You should know why yourself. I've been thinking about this for a while and I have a different idea. Young Master Zhou, can you guess?"

Zhou He had been listening attentively, but he was a little taken aback by the peddler's question.

But he soon realized what the peddler meant.

In fact, he had already guessed that he was carrying Young Master Zhou inside him, and this fact had basically been proven.

Those who can escape cause and effect are the flesh-eaters, Zhou, and themselves.

But Young Master Zhou is not a meat lover.

If others wanted to see it, they shouldn't normally be able to, but if Young Master Zhou were to shine like a lighthouse, pointing the way...

Anyone who isn't blind can see it.

After thinking this through, Zhou He understood what to do.

It's too difficult to shield others from view.

But covering yourself up is actually very simple.

Once you find the lamp, cover it up so the light can't get through, and everything will be fine.

You could even completely sever the connection between that lamp and yourself.

Sometimes, there isn't just one way to solve a problem; a different approach can actually make things simpler.

The peddler, however, has now found an even simpler solution for himself.

But Zhou He also knew that he hadn't finished speaking.

Sure enough, the peddler saw Zhou He's expression and smiled even more enthusiastically:

"Brother Zhou is wise. Of course, you are now a 'carnivorous man' who has entered the path of 'sex,' unable to see your own karma, let alone the hidden karma. I have a method, which was promised before. Come closer and listen."

Zhou He moved closer, but the peddler remained silent.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the peddler's hands were tucked into his wide sleeves, moving up and down repeatedly.

Zhou and Ming understood, so they tucked their hands into their sleeves and handed them over, the cuffs covering both hands.

The peddler's hands, as eager as he was, grasped Zhou He's fingers and began to manipulate them.

Zhou He pondered it carefully, then shook his head after a long while.

He still wasn't quite used to this way of communicating.

The peddler wasn't in a hurry; he patiently fiddled with it again and again.

There were six hand gestures in total, and with his five fingers flying, Zhou He finally managed to perform them once, albeit with difficulty. The peddler smiled and nodded, then waited for Zhou He to do them twice more before withdrawing his hands.

"The key to this technique is practice. If you can't sleep at night, practice more under the covers. Of course, make sure to lock the doors and windows so the adults at home don't see you."

He smiled mischievously, and Zhou He was speechless for a long time.

The peddler continued:

"In one breath, perform six hand gestures. Remember them. Practice is fine, but using these techniques will cost money. Young Master Zhou, even with a large family and business, you can't be extravagant."

Zhou He nodded, indicating that he understood.

The peddler stood up, shook his sleeves, grabbed the wooden frame of the millstone, and with a "heave-ho," tucked the millstone into his sleeve.

He turned and left without saying a word.

Zhou He pulled down the brim of his hat, shook off the filth clinging to his body, and walked out of the Li family's house.

I had only taken a few steps when I suddenly heard a loud "boom" and turned around to look.

A huge fire broke out, fueled by an unknown wind, and within moments it engulfed the Li family's grand house and courtyard.

The scorching heat hit Zhou He. He took a few quick steps, and when he turned around again, the fire in the courtyard had already been extinguished.

No, there's no yard anymore.

There wasn't even the expected ruins and rubble left after the fire.

All that remained was neatly laid yellow earth along the roadside, making it look as if no one had ever lived there.

"It's been cleaned up quite well."

Zhou He didn't look back and walked towards the Zhou family's direction.

Compared to Jincheng and Taochuan, the Zhou family is safer and more suitable for me.

Of course, Zhou He had considered Xia City or other places, but after rational analysis, he knew that it was not appropriate to go to a completely unfamiliar place now.

In particular, the notorious Jin Cheng had just been executed.

How can someone like me, a wild creature in a human body, travel freely?

The Zhou family's home is a den of dragons and tigers, but outside there are also hungry wolves and fierce dogs.

With a soft chuckle, Zhou He saw Old Han and Xiao Shuanzi standing by the roadside.

There were also two lanterns hanging on the door, one red and one white.