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"Come again?"

Zhao Cheng looked at this scene in bewilderment. Still testing? Didn't they just test it?

Just as he was thinking about it, the man who had just shouted walked up to him and said, "You are very strong? Are you still strong now?" As he said this, he wanted to point his finger at his chest.

Zhao Cheng took a step back and dodged. What was so strange? He asked, "Who are you?"

The man's face suddenly turned red like an eggplant, and his skin began to turn purple: "Don't you know me?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at him impatiently and thought, you are not a beauty, why should I get to know you?

The man yelled as if he had been greatly insulted: "Jia Xi, you must have known me, right?! You stopped me the day before yesterday, but you forgot about it today?!!"

Zhao Cheng then realized that this was the man who claimed to be Jiaxi's ex-boyfriend at the supermarket entrance.

At this time, a person came from behind the man, grabbed him and pulled him to the back, facing Zhao Cheng himself.

"My friend, he is a little excited, please don't mind him."

Wu Xianjun spoke up. He originally didn't bother to care about these "brothers and sisters"' trivial matters. It was only when he heard the man just now say that the other party had stayed in a 5-star hotel that he became interested. If he could be brought into the organization and use the other party's connections, wouldn't his level be able to rise further?

"Okay, I have nothing to say to him, and I have nothing to say to you either."

Zhao Cheng became even more impatient and pushed the person in front of him away and wanted to leave.

Wu Xianjun only felt a strong force coming and was pushed aside involuntarily. He thought that the force was really strong.

"Wait," he said, and then pulled Zhao Cheng with a smile on his face:

"My friend may have some misunderstandings. We are not an illegal organization. We sell legal products. The company has been established for more than 10 years. Our annual revenue has reached trillions of yuan. We have made a significant contribution to local taxation. Many brothers and sisters have achieved financial freedom. Moreover, we do not force people to buy..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Cheng's arm shook, making it impossible for him to hold back any longer. Without saying a word, he pushed away the people blocking his way and tried to leave.

Wu Xianjun's face darkened. "Even if my friend doesn't want to listen to me, he should at least consider Zhao Jiaxi, right?"

Zhao Cheng paused, turned around and looked at him, suddenly showing a bright smile: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Wu Xianjun felt something was wrong when he saw this expression, but after thinking about the crowd, he said with a fake smile: "Okay, let's find a quieter place."

Zhao Cheng nodded, and a group of people surrounded him and walked into the alley next to him. It seemed as if he was the leader.

20 minutes later, the group arrived at an abandoned construction site, which was surrounded by walls and had three unfinished buildings in the middle. The group stopped in the middle of the open space.

Zhao Cheng looked around and it was indeed nice.

Wu Xianjun was about to speak, but Zhao Cheng was too lazy to open his mouth. In just one or two minutes, everyone around him had fallen down except him.

After brushing off the dirt on his body, Zhao Cheng felt much better. He walked up to the trembling Wu Xianjun and held his arm: "What do you want to say?"

"No, it's nothing, big brother, we were wrong. We will never bother you again."

Zhao Cheng nodded, grabbed one of his fingers, and with a little force, bent it into a curved angle, and said to the howling Wu Xianjun:

"That's it for this time. Don't expect it to happen again."

After saying that, he walked over to the man who claimed to be Jiaxi's ex-boyfriend. At this time, Jiaxi was lying on the ground holding his stomach and vomiting. He was too lazy to talk to him and stomped on his calf.

He watched with satisfaction as his calf bent in an arc forward and then walked away.

The group of people didn't stand up until he walked away. The leader, Wu Xianjun, held his injured hand with one hand, called on others, and beat Jiaxi's ex-boyfriend who was lying on the ground and wailing. Then they left angrily, thinking about whether to take revenge.

However, he did not notice that the man looked at Wu Xianjun and others with resentment as they left, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Chapter 62: Tongshan Paradise

The phone rang a few times and then was connected.

"Hello?" came a gentle male voice.

Xin Junzhe covered his broken leg and trembled when he heard the voice, but soon the resentment in his heart overwhelmed the fear, and he said, "Brother, I am Xin Junzhe."

The person on the phone was silent for a while: "Junzhe, have you forgotten the teachings of the Mother Goddess?"

Xin Junzhe suppressed the fear in his heart and cried, "Junxian, my legs are broken. Can I pay homage to the Goddess?"

"Of course. God always cares for his people. You go to the hospital for simple treatment first. I will pray to the Mother of God and wait for you to come back. This time..." The voice on the phone became a little deeper.

"You know what to do, right?"

"I know, I know. I will do everything as you say until the Mother Goddess shows mercy." Xin Junzhe said hurriedly.

"Yeah." Xin Junxian responded with satisfaction. With his brother's help, his status as a god would definitely be able to go further.

"Then...then my leg injury..." Xin Junzhe's voice became lower and lower as he spoke. He was worried that his brother had been brainwashed too much. He just wanted to lure these people to pay for his medical treatment and take revenge on him.

"Don't worry, the Mother Goddess will grant a miracle... All you need is to bring back two life sources."

Listening to the words on the phone, Xin Junzhe trembled again and said nothing. He suddenly felt a little worried about whether the call he made was correct.

There was also silence on the other end of the phone, but not long after, Xin Junzhe received a video on his phone, and he clicked on it out of curiosity.

It was next to a farmland. Several middle-aged men were surrounding a wounded man. There was a big hole on the side of his abdomen. His intestines were flowing out and the blood was spreading under his body.

At this time, several people in the distance were surrounding a very young woman who was walking towards them. The woman was only wearing a plain white dress. In the light of the setting sun, her graceful curves could be vaguely seen through her clothes. Her round and fair face showed compassion and sympathy.

But Xin Junzhe was shocked when he saw this face. Although she looked much younger, he still recognized that this was the 40-year-old "Goddess" who brought him to the church when his brother brought him there.

The Mother of God walked over to the injured man and spoke a few words softly, and then the middle-aged men stood up and made way for him.

The Mother of God placed her white hands on the wounded man's abdomen, not caring at all about the blood and filth sticking to his fair skin.

After just a moment, the wounded man's intestines moved like snakes and retracted into his abdomen. After that, dense buds of flesh emerged from the hole in the abdomen, wriggling and growing, and finally connected together until there was no sign of injury at all.

Several middle-aged men knelt on the side, singing loudly, praying, and kowtowing. The person filming was horrified by the scene and his vision kept shaking. It was not until the person behind the Mother of God came over and grabbed the camera and continued filming that things got better.

Xin Junzhe swallowed his saliva. Is this true? How is it possible? Is what the Mother Goddess said true?

It was obvious that I escaped because of the endless work and the strange rituals. If this was all true, then why would I, as the earliest believer, run away?

Before his emotions could start to surge like a huge wave, his brother's voice came over the phone:

"Did you see it? Come back quickly and don't forget the source of your life." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Xin Junzhe was left standing there in a daze for a long time before he called the emergency number.

......

Zhao Cheng walked home feeling relaxed, all the depression in his heart disappeared. At least the red-haired girl hasn't shown any hostility yet, right?

However, Wu Xianjun's words reminded him that he couldn't stay with his girlfriend 24 hours a day, especially when he had more and more girlfriends.

After stopping, he decided to go check on Jiaxi. He was a little worried about her. After all, she was living alone outside without any family or friends around her.

As he walked, he recalled "The Way of Seeding".

After I got promoted on Saturday, I still haven’t taken a close look at the dual cultivation method. I only know that it consists of two parts.

The upper part is titled "Collecting Wars", which is further divided into "Warfare" and "Collecting Qi", both of which had been used that night.

The lower part is titled "Protecting the Seed", which is divided into "Protecting and Supporting" and "Planting the Tao". I only glanced over this part. I have used the methods in "Protecting and Supporting" to help Peilin sleep more deeply, but I have not actually read and practiced both parts in detail. This time I will focus on the "Planting the Tao" part. After all, just hearing the name can make people think of the "Planting Demons in the Heart of Tao" method.

"Zhong Dao" is divided into two parts. The first part is that when practicing dual cultivation, one can allow one's own true Qi to run along a certain route in the other person's body, so that it can be digested, absorbed and replenished by the other person.

You should know that the true Qi of each person is not the same. Everyone's innate true Qi has obvious personal characteristics, or it can be said that it is the product of the intersection of Kan and Li, and inaction. It is an important foundation for everyone to return from the acquired to the innate and then become an immortal.

To put it bluntly, if the difficulty of transplanting acquired organs is earth, the difficulty of the fusion of true Qi is sky.

However, this technique takes a shortcut and does not involve the fusion of true Qi. It can be used even for an ordinary person. It only requires the other party to completely let go of their body and mind and surrender to the other party. This seems to be very much like the sayings and practices of some cults, except that this one can really bring tangible benefits to the other party.

The second part of "Seeding the Tao" is even more mysterious, and the requirements are also high. It requires the Tao seeds in the Dantian to sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and the seeds in the fruit can then be planted into the other person's body during dual cultivation.

This method is to help others build their foundation, so that those who have no chance of becoming immortals can also embark on the path to immortality.

But the negative effects are also very strong. The Tao seed is originally formed by the combination of a person's essence, energy and spirit. Since what is planted is not condensed by oneself, then this person will naturally be affected by his seed all the time, even if he finally ascends to heaven.

After reading this, Zhao Cheng took a deep breath. These two methods seemed to be aboveboard, but upon closer thought, they were somewhat eerie and strange, and were the root cause of chaos in the world.

Even if the first part seems relatively normal and helps the other person absorb one's true Qi, this true Qi is a combination of one's own mind and essence. If the other person absorbs and integrates another person's true Qi for a long time, how can he not be affected by the other person's mind?

Considering the lack of grudges between the three women before, this technique might be a bit evil.

Zhao Cheng felt a little uneasy for a moment, wondering if all his cultivation would be wasted on others.

After thinking about it, I decided to do an experiment.

Recalling the old beggar he had met, he tried to imagine him as an imaginary enemy in his mind and harbored hostility towards him, but it had no effect. Zhao Cheng felt relieved. Perhaps he was really overthinking it.

Then he thought about it again, Peilin would also be petty with him, Haiyun would glare at him, and when Jiaxi couldn't stand it anymore, she didn't react much and just kept running away, but they all had their own personalities and were not clay or wooden sculptures, so he felt more at ease.

Moreover, if two people have been good friends or lovers for many years, it is not easy for them to develop hostility towards each other. It cannot be said to be brainwashing.

I feel less anxious now, but it would be better to find an unrelated person to try the method of "Zhong Dao" so that I can feel more at ease.

Of course, this is not for the sake of beauty, but purely for the physical and mental health of my girlfriends.

The author says:

Author's words: Sorry it's late again, it's still only one chapter. I'll add one more chapter tomorrow, so it will be four chapters.

One chapter tomorrow at noon and three chapters in the evening.

Chapter 63 Another Barber Shop

As he was thinking this, a barber shop on the side of the road came into view, and Zhao Cheng couldn't help but think of the scene in the daytime.

If Jiaxi is not able to do it today and has not recovered, Peilin will probably be in trouble as well. Then she will have to wait until late at night when everyone is asleep to have a good talk with Meijing.

At this moment, the glass door of the barber shop was pushed open, and a woman came out. She was wearing a black knee-length skirt with slits, which revealed her round and slender thighs. She was wearing a short-sleeved top of the same style as the skirt, which had a slit on the top of her towering breasts, revealing a seductive cleavage.

Further up, her smoky gray hair was tied into a bun, paired with pink eyes, which made her already sexy and charming appearance even more graceful.

The woman stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to reach for the rolling door and pull it down, revealing her graceful curves, but the door seemed to be stuck somewhere and could not be moved down for a while.

"This looks like the lady who owns the barber shop?"

Zhao Cheng thought to himself that he didn't like the female protagonists who appeared more frequently in "Lovely Guy", but he was left with a deep impression on these supporting characters.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Come, let me help you." He stretched out his hand, grabbed the edge and pulled it down with 20% force.

The woman turned her head and saw a young and handsome boy helping. His face was clean and refreshing, which made people feel good at first sight. She quickly let go and said:

"Thank you so much, you can come here, it's more convenient here."

Zhao Cheng held the handle and tried harder. It seemed to be stuck. He was worried that it might break if he pulled harder, so he said:

"Let me see if it's stuck somewhere."

Then I checked the tracks on both sides from top to bottom.

"Huh?" It wasn't any damage, but someone had tied a wire to a place on the track.

The woman had been paying attention to Zhao Cheng's movements. When she saw him stop, she came over to watch. A mixture of warm vanilla and soft amber scent lingered around Zhao Cheng, sweet, warm, mellow and restrained.

Zhao Cheng moved his nostrils in enjoyment. The fragrance was just right, not strong or pungent, and the beautiful mountain was just on his right.

"It's him again!" the woman said angrily, "Wait a moment, I'll go into the house to find some tools."

Zhao Cheng saw the woman walk back angrily and looked around. Was she just doing something bad or setting up a trap to help Mei? No one came over, not even looking here, it seemed to be the former.

Then I saw a woman coming out with a pair of pliers. She cut the wire in no time. She seemed very capable. I guess she could have discovered and solved the problem if I hadn't done it.

After she was done, she didn't close the door in a hurry. She covered her chest and bowed slightly to Zhao Cheng to express her gratitude: "Thank you."

Zhao Cheng quickly returned the greeting: "You're welcome." Seeing that the woman wanted to express her gratitude, he continued: "Actually, I just wanted to get a haircut."

"Ah? That's great, come in quickly." The woman brought Zhao Cheng in and asked him to sit down at the hair washing seat.

The seats here are lower than the shampoo basin, and slightly higher than ordinary seats. The seat backs are tilted against the side of the shampoo basin, which is a bit like a computer chair with the backrest tilted down, except that it is integrated with a wash basin at the back.

The place for washing hair is a small cubicle with various washing supplies placed inside. The curtain is drawn so you can't see what's happening outside.

But the woman did not start washing immediately. Instead, she said apologetically with a slightly red face, "Please wait a moment, sir." Then she quickly walked out the door.

Standing in the cool breeze, the woman covered her hot cheeks. What was wrong with her? How could she have such thoughts about a boy she had just met? From the moment she entered the door, various scenes of a man and a woman alone in the same room kept appearing in her mind, and she couldn't stop thinking about them.

Zhao Cheng was quite curious about her performance. He had been arousing her since she entered the store. This was the first time he tried it on a stranger.

In the original work, this ability requires contact with the skin, or more accurately, the body fluids on the skin to be effective, but when the physique is strong it will be upgraded to something similar to aura. Obviously, he not only has a strong physique, but his abilities are also far superior to those in the original work.

So there was no skin contact just now, but it seems to be working well.

Zhao Cheng was not in a hurry and let the woman calm down in the cool breeze.

In just 2 or 3 minutes, the woman came in and turned the sign on the door over to read "Close".