Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

I can tell.

Master Zhao has received a lot of help from his colleagues before.

Xiao Zizai's gaze fell on Zhou Fengliu, who was not far away.

...

"Master Zhao... wake up, are you dead?"

Zhou Fengliu looked at Zhao Guizhen and greeted him warmly. The mountain wind was strong that night, and Zhao Guizhen wasn't wearing any warm clothes, so he was suffering from hypothermia...

"He's probably not dead..."

Zhou Fengliu briefly checked Zhao Guizhen's vital signs and, finding him to be alright, couldn't help but remark that Zhao Guizhen was truly resilient.

It survived hanging there for several days without dying, it's as tough as a cockroach.

"Old Xiao, he's right here." Zhou Fengliu looked at Xiao Zizai: "This Daoist Zhao stole my things before, so I beat him up and left him hanging down this cliff..."

Listening to Zhou Fengliu's words, Xiao Zizai leaned closer to examine Zhao Guizhen's wounds, which were already rotting and infested with maggots.

This kind of wound...it really makes him nauseous.

"I've handed the man over to you. The rest... you figure it out yourself," Zhou Fengliu said.

Xiao Zizai's meticulousness was not in vain; he had kept Zhao Guizhen hanging for so long until today. Now that the person has returned to his rightful owner, Zhou Fengliu is very interested in seeing the craftsmanship of the so-called "human scorpion".

"Oh, right... I think this video might help Master Zhao confess his guilt."

Zhou Fengliu then showed Xiao Zizai the video of Zhao Guizhen confessing his guilt.

After watching the video, Xiao Zizai silently pushed up his glasses and then looked at the weak Zhao Guizhen in front of him.

how to say?

He originally enjoyed the satisfaction of life passing by, but the true vitality of his fellow patient Zhao Gui was not very strong. Even if he were to "enjoy" it now, the inner comfort would not be as intense.

never mind!

Having something to eat is better than having nothing to eat.

Xiao Zizai consoled himself for a moment, then said to Zhou Fengliu, "Brother, let's go back."

"Just like that, you're going back?" Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"Okay, I'm going to get something." Xiao Zizai indicated that he hadn't taken his equipment.

Seeing this, Zhou Fengliu went down the mountain with Xiao Zizai. He watched as Xiao Zizai hummed a little tune, picked up his backpack again, and prepared to go up the mountain again.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight. I will enjoy this feast." Xiao Zizai expressed his gratitude to Zhou Fengliu before heading up the mountain.

"Um..."

Zhou Fengliu watched as Xiao Zizai hummed a tune and went up the mountain again. After thinking for a moment, he decided not to follow.

I think I should go back to sleep.

It's too gory; I might have nightmares at night.

Zhou Fengliu yawned and then walked towards his room.

...

Meanwhile, just as Zhou Fengliu was washing up and getting ready for bed, Xiao Zizai returned to the cliff with his backpack once again.

Facing Zhao Guizhen writhing on the ground, he easily picked up Zhao Guizhen's body, stripped off Zhao Guizhen's tattered clothes and tied them to a tree.

Looking at Zhao Guizhen, who was tied to a tree naked, Xiao Zizai took out the "professional's" equipment from his backpack by the moonlight.

"This is useful...we need this too, oh right, I almost forgot about this."

Xiao Zizai then took out two more magical treasures to give the half-dead Zhao Guizhen a final burst of vitality.

These two magical artifacts contain small amounts of adrenal medullary hormone and adrenal cortex hormone respectively...

Injecting these two hormones will make Zhao Guizhen much more awake, at least much better than his current sickly state.

After injecting the two hormones into Zhao Guizhen's veins, Xiao Zizai then put Zhao Guizhen on a small oxygen ventilator and administered basic glucose injections.

The nutrients provided by this glucose are exactly what Zhao Guizhen needs right now.

Such meticulous care for Zhao Guizhen... If others saw this, they would definitely call Xiao Zizai a warm-hearted man.

Too thin...

After doing all this, Xiao Zizai picked up a small knife and quietly waited for Zhao Guizhen's physical condition to improve.

About ten minutes later, Zhao Guizhen recovered considerably; at least he was able to open his eyes and sense his body.

Did I come back to life?

Zhao Guizhen was wearing a head-mounted ventilator. He thought he had been admitted to a hospital, but upon closer inspection, he realized he hadn't...

At this moment, he appears to have been tied up by someone... and is completely naked.

Is it that devil Zhou Fengliu?

Zhao Guizhen shook his head. He felt a surge of fear when he thought of Zhou Fengliu, but when he realized that the person in front of him was not him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're awake? That's great, we can finally begin."

Seeing that Zhao Guizhen was in much better condition, Xiao Zizai, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled and walked up to Zhao Guizhen with a small knife in his hand.

"While you're still warm... I'll dissect you very carefully. Don't worry, I won't be as rough as my colleague... I'm very gentle."

He really made me cry my eyes out.

The sparks that fly when the gentle Xiao Zizai meets the delicate, wife-like Zhao Guizhen are passionate and warm...

"What the hell are you trying to do?!"

After being injected with adrenaline, Zhao Guizhen entered a state of near-death experience. The energy provided by glucose gave him the strength to resist, but Xiao Zizai tied him up too tightly, so he could only watch helplessly as this pervert touched him inappropriately.

"This piece of meat is no good...this piece of meat is no good either, it's not perfect."

Xiao Zizai first dug off the rotten flesh infested with maggots from Zhao Guizhen's body.

He wouldn't allow these rotten pieces of flesh to ruin Zhao Guizhen's overall beauty. Only after removing these pieces of rotten flesh did he continue to outline what he considered to be the beauty on Zhao Guizhen's body.

At this moment, Xiao Zizai was no longer a temporary worker at Nadutong Company, but had become one with life, a sculptor and artist with a strong craftsman spirit, carving his works on Zhao Guizhen.

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P.S.: Happy Lunar New Year's Eve to all my godfathers!

Chapter 158 I am Zhao Guizhen~ (First Update)

I am Zhao Guizhen.

I'm going to start lying...

wrong.

It's my turn to begin my monologue.

I don't know why there was such a segment; maybe it was a fleeting glimpse before death?

I am a Taoist priest, a former Taoist priest, and a disciple of the Shangqing School of Maoshan.

In the eyes of outsiders, Maoshan Taoists are a very famous group, and the talismans of the Maoshan Shangqing School are even more renowned throughout the world. I used to think so too, so I begged my master to let me join the Maoshan School, wanting to become more powerful.

But in my eyes, the Maoshan Sect today is just a bunch of incredibly foolish old fogies. They have so many secret techniques but don't practice them. Instead, they spend their days studying those outdated and boring books.

I originally thought that there might be some secret techniques in those old, worn-out books that my master and fellow disciples enjoyed studying so much, but it took me three years to realize that those things were just boring, useless books, as foolish as the Maoshan Sect.

I'm here to become stronger... not to chant scriptures, and certainly not to till the land!

Everyone says that Maoshan talismans are rare, and it's true... I toiled for three years before I was granted a single talisman.

Three years... a full three years! There are so many kinds of talismans from Maoshan, but how many years do I have in my life?

Seeing that my senior brother, who had cultivated for half his life, hadn't mastered many techniques, I knew... I couldn't continue like this, so... I secretly began searching for a secret method that could make me stronger quickly.

Persistence pays off... I finally found it.

Seven evil spirits gather around him!

This is a secret technique from Maoshan magic. Not only do the disciples of the Maoshan sect disdain to practice it, but even those wandering Maoshan practitioners who claim to be Maoshan Taoists but are not recognized by the Maoshan sect disdain to practice it.

The reason they don't practice it is simple: because this secret method is an evil art, they seal away this secret method that can quickly make them stronger.

The method for cultivating the Seven Killings Body is very simple; it only requires finding seven young boys with specific birth charts and killing them in a specific way...

At first, I had some concerns... but after I went down the mountain under the pretext of killing the first virgin boy and digesting his soul, I felt the powerful Qi within my body, and my slight concerns turned into excitement.

My secret technique... I, Zhao Guizhen, am determined to master it! Even the Ancestor can't stop me!

Whether it's evil or righteous magic, as long as it makes me stronger, that's what I, Zhao Guizhen, pursue. I will climb step by step to the pinnacle of the world of supernatural beings...

It doesn't matter if we kill a few more young boys!

As for the accusations that I practice harmful and evil arts...

All I can say is that their vision is incredibly narrow.

Saints are ruthless, treating all living beings like straw dogs! If even saints regard the masses as straw dogs, why can't I? This world is inherently a world where the strong prey on the weak; the weak should become nourishment for the strong.

What's wrong with me having a few young boys help me with my spiritual practice?

After cultivating the Seven Fiends Body Formation, my strength improved by leaps and bounds. Although I tried to hide it, my fellow disciples eventually discovered it.

Watching my senior brother, who had spent half his life cultivating, berate me for being a wicked and wicked Maoshan Taoist priest, causing chaos in the world, I retaliated with a Seven Fiends Body Slash, utterly beating him...

Seeing that he couldn't defeat my half-year-old supernatural power even with the skills he had cultivated for half a lifetime, I laughed.

I know...

My efforts over the past six months have not been in vain.

I, Zhao Guizhen, am destined to become the most powerful man in the world of supernatural beings! The small Maoshan Sect can no longer contain me, so after injuring my senior brother, I left the Maoshan Sect overnight...

Not long after I came down the mountain, I ran into a man who wasn't quite right in the head. He wanted me to join some kind of Biyou Village...

Thinking I had nowhere else to go and that it would be a good opportunity to lay low, I followed the man into Biyou Village and became a disciple of the highest level...

Every day I would go up the mountain to gather herbs, and occasionally go down to kill a boy to help me cultivate. My life was very carefree. And when I heard those ordinary people calling me Master Zhao Guizhen, my vanity was greatly satisfied.