Chapter 26: The Most Familiar Stranger

Since Gu Yu and Gu Wei had taken the bicycles out, Ji Sisi had no choice but to rely on "shanks' mare." Fortunately, Yunchuan County was not large, and the county committee compound was centrally located. Walking from the compound to the supply and marketing department store or the People's Hospital was quite convenient. In fact, after Gu Yu mentioned asking County Magistrate Chu to rent the house they were staying in, Ji Sisi began to ponder, as properties in the compound could not be bought or sold.

She might have suddenly awakened, thinking she had overslept and fearing she would be unable to answer to Lady Xiang, so she hurriedly took action. At this moment, Keiko was at least fifty paces away from him. A mischievous thought rose in her heart; she left the bed, slipped out through the window, and hid herself to the side.

"Mission accomplished." Reports came in one after another, and finally, it was confirmed: they had actually captured all their designated targets alive.

At the Zhang family's ancestral home on Green Dragon Mountain, the cicadas chirped incessantly, and the fields and mountains were filled with a bit more joy and liveliness. The news of Zhang Shaojie paying respects to his ancestors in his hometown had already spread throughout the city.

Hai Mimi walked over with a graceful, rhythmic gait—head held high, chest out, waist swaying, and hips swinging—a sight dizzying to behold.

Shen Weilai’s heart completely collapsed. Ling Baolu, it was Ling Baolu again; why was it always Ling Baolu?

"It is my fault. I will go and turn myself in later. I promise I will never do such a thing again!" Xiang had already made up his mind when he went looking for Qi Yue in the moat.

Gu Tie was startled awake by the sound of blowing air, only to find Hong Bai playing with his belongings, leaving him completely at a loss for words.

Two collisions had reduced a wall to this state; if it took a few more hits, this training ground would be basically ruined. Michelle could only prepare for the worst.

However, controlling more scripts would allow Baolong’s directors to have more excellent works to choose from. In essence, this also strengthened the invisible influence of Baolong Film Company.

"No, there is something inside." Master Huang did not even look up, his expression becoming exceptionally focused.

"Breaking Army Rising Dragon Strike." Ryusei turned from the side, his sword sweeping from bottom to top, knocking the sword out of Muchang’s hand as he approached from behind.

Watching from the side, Hongxian thought to herself: Well, a gambler, a natural airhead, a brat, and a useless immortal—this mahjong table... it’s simply incredible.

"Don't let anything go today; just say that Gongsun was on duty. As for the person who replaces him, you will have to shoulder a lot of trouble." The more Long Kaitian thought about the deaths of Murong Rou and Zedong, the more dejected he felt.

Lacking fatherly love, motherly love, and true friends willing to spend time with him, many looked down on Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan would often just smile to hide the inferiority and cowardice beneath his soul.

"Oh? The people over there are trying to forcibly clear the data on this disk. Interesting. This game can't continue, so let’s just end it here. I won’t play like this again in the future, so let me put a perfect period on this wonderful mischief!" the Crystal Tower spoke up again.

Outside the city, the sea of corpses surged like a tide, with overwhelming flesh and bone piling up into a towering wall of skeletons.

Lota directly activated the Starry World, enveloping his opponent in a sea of stars before they could react. At the same time, he used shadow tentacles, transforming them into thorny whips, and launched attacks from all directions.

Many of the Liangshan bandits hadn't even reacted before they were swept up by the massive shockwave from the explosion, their bodies pierced and shredded by flying iron shards and debris.

Later, friends in the underworld would jokingly call Ye Qing the "Wine King of a Thousand Years," and over time, the name was mispronounced and evolved into "Nine Thousand Years."

Suddenly, he felt a warm hand grasp his own. His gaze softened, and he let her hold his hand, remaining perfectly still.

"Master, what kind of bug is this? Why is it so strange?" I tossed the branch in my hand aside, clapped my hands, and asked.