601: Chapter 601 Little Tiger, Little Rou, Little Zhi

"What illness? What do you mean I have an illness?"

"Oh~ I get it now. Fine, so this is what you've been waiting for me here for!"

Zhou Yan held his hands in front of his chest in disbelief and retreated several steps, his body even tilting backward because he moved too quickly.

Zhou Yan had seen this kind of trick before; it seemed to be a scheme cooked up by those who liked to prey on the vulnerable to seize their assets.

The intention was to frame the victim, claim they had a mental illness, and then arrange for medical staff from a mental hospital to take them away to achieve their goal of profiting.

"As expected, is that bastard Sect Master still wary of my reputation as King Qingxu!"

"They always say that those whose achievements overshadow their masters are in danger since ancient times. I originally thought such a thing wouldn't happen in Qingxu Grotto-Heaven, but I didn't expect!"

"Don't say that. You must have misunderstood."

Xiao Ai generated a pair of hands from behind to support Zhou Yan and pushed him forward.

"To make it easier for you to understand, let me tell you a story first."

Another hand generated in front of Zhou Yan, moving slowly but irresistibly to tap him on the center of his forehead.

His Divine Sense went out of control, and he couldn't move.

Zhou Yan had the illusion that his skull had been lifted open and someone was peeling a layer of plastic wrap off his brain.

It wasn't over yet. A mint-like coolness washed from head to toe in just a few seconds. The next moment, Zhou Yan felt as if he had stepped into thin air and was falling continuously.

Extreme heat, extreme cold. The two sensations alternated frequently. Before one could affect him, the other would surge up, eerily reaching a balance.

"Ouch, this... where is this again?"

When Zhou Yan opened his eyes again, the scenery before him had changed drastically. The mountains and rivers all looked like scenery in a traditional ink painting, composed of dots of ink.

"What the hell, why have I turned into this!" Looking at his own hand that had blended into the surrounding environment, Zhou Yan was also given a big fright.

"I've been hit by dimensional reduction!"

"Hahaha, the old guy is starting his lecture. Hurry up and run! If you run any slower, I won't wait for you."

"Xiao Hu, wait for me, I... I can't run anymore."

"Haha, time won't wait for you. I'm going ahead, ouch!"

Zhou Yan turned his head and happened to collide with a little boy. The impact actually made him involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Little friend, are you okay?" Zhou Yan rubbed his ink-painting-like stomach and reached out to help the little boy up.

"Hmph, weren't you looking where you were going!" "I was running just fine, what are you, a big person, standing there for!"

The little boy named Xiao Hu rubbed his head, stood up while baring his teeth and grimacing, and didn't forget to brush the dust off his body.

Although it was very incongruous for a person in an ink-painting style to be able to flick dust off himself, it was also inexplicably reasonable.

"I told you to slow down. Look... you bumped into... you bumped into someone." The little girl caught up, hands on her knees, gasping for air, her little chest heaving exaggeratedly like a balloon.

"Big brother, my name is Xiao Rou. I apologize to you on behalf of Xiao Hu. He is usually used to being reckless, and with the Teacher about to tell a story, he was a bit anxious for a moment and accidentally bumped into you. I hope you can be understanding."

Looking at the polite Xiao Rou and the annoying brat Xiao Hu, and recalling what they had just said, Zhou Yan seemed to have figured out the situation.

This place looked wrong at first glance; it must be the work of that Mahayana of Love. It seemed to say it wanted to tell me a story, and then it brought me here. What is the meaning of this?

Zhou Yan rested his hand on his chin, his expression somewhat strange. Facing such a crazy Mahayana, he had no power to resist at all. It seemed that if he wanted to get out of here, he could only go along with it.

Seeing Zhou Yan deep in thought, Xiao Rou nervously twisted the corner of her clothes, while Xiao Hu rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

"Hey, you're such a big guy, why are you being so petty with a kid like me?" "Didn't Xiao Rou already apologize to you? If you're sensible, hurry up and leave. If you're not, watch out, or I'll lie here and blackmail you!"

"Xiao Hu, don't say that. The Teacher said we shouldn't be so hot-tempered." Xiao Rou hurriedly interrupted Xiao Hu, pulled him, and kept apologizing to Zhou Yan.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan knew it was time to say something.

"There's no need for this. It was indeed me who wasn't looking where I was going; it's not entirely his fault."

"See, this big guy admitted his mistake himself, so stop being such a coward." Hearing Zhou Yan give in, Xiao Hu patted Xiao Rou's shoulder with a haughty air, clearly thinking that what he had just said had worked.

But Xiao Rou didn't think so. Seeing that Zhou Yan didn't pursue the matter further, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine." "I saw how you looked just now, Big Brother, and I thought you had been injured by Xiao Hu. Luckily, you're okay."

"Ah, I was just thinking about something and got distracted for a moment, which made you worry."

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Xiao Rou subconsciously replied, "What is Big Brother thinking about? Do you need our help?"

But after saying it, Xiao Rou regretted it. She then remembered that she still had to go listen to the story. If she dragged on for too long with this Big Brother, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain.

Apparently Xiao Hu also realized this, and he said it very irritably. "Xiao Rou, are you sick?" "This big guy already said he's fine, why are you still blabbering on? Do you still want to listen to the story or not!"

With that, Xiao Hu pulled Xiao Rou and ran into the distance. Xiao Rou looked at Zhou Yan, then looked at Xiao Hu.

She wanted to answer Zhou Yan's question to make up for Xiao Hu's mistake just now, but she was worried that it would delay too much time and she wouldn't be able to hear the story, so she was embarrassed to break free from Xiao Hu's pulling.

Just like that, she waved at Zhou Yan with a reluctant expression on her face, while letting Xiao Hu pull her as they ran into the distance.

Zhou Yan watched the direction they were heading, and only when Xiao Rou turned her head and continued running with Xiao Hu did he follow them again.

"This little boy is really a brat; seeing him makes me really want to give him a beating." While hurrying on his way, Zhou Yan continued to complain.

He had originally intended to ask the little girl where the path to listen to the story was and if he could go with them to listen. But he was interrupted by this brat, leaving him no choice but to quietly follow behind, feeling embarrassed to travel with them.

The key was that these two kids ran really slowly. After following them for a long time, he finally saw something different.

Under a large tree not far away, an old man with a white beard dressed in white was sitting cross-legged, with a small square table in front of him. And beside him, a child who looked intelligent at first glance was sitting quietly under the tree with his eyes closed, resting his mind.

"Teacher, we... we are here." Xiao Rou was a bit tired, but she didn't forget to greet the white-bearded old man.

But Xiao Hu didn't have so many scruples. "Old man, hurry up and tell it. This young master is already impatient to hear the story."

Xiao Hu rubbed his nose and brazenly squeezed in beside the other little boy. But just as his butt was about to sit down, his whole body sprang up.

"Xiao Zhi, what are you doing!" Xiao Hu's face turned slightly red, and he looked at the little boy with his eyes closed with an indignant expression.

Just a moment ago, when Xiao Hu was about to sit down, the little boy named Xiao Zhi had fiercely slapped him on the butt.

Xiao Zhi opened his eyes slightly. His eyes were large, but combined with this calm face, he appeared even more full of wisdom and steadiness, with an air that didn't match his age.

"When you see the Teacher, you must greet him. If you call him 'old man' again, I'll beat your butt until it blooms like a flower."

Xiao Hu was just about to bare his teeth, but in return, he got a glare from Xiao Zhi and instantly went silent again. He could only hold his butt somewhat reluctantly, lower his head, and say.

"Teacher, I'm here. Can you start telling the story now?"

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and laughed loudly. "You, oh you. You know you're no match for Xiao Zhi, yet you always have to provoke him. Alright, you take your seat too."

Xiao Hu originally wanted to say he wasn't afraid of Xiao Zhi, but feeling Xiao Zhi's cold gaze behind him and thinking about his butt, he finally just snorted coldly and sat down.

When sitting down, he specifically shifted his butt forward a bit so it wouldn't hurt as much. This scene was also seen by Xiao Rou who was sitting to the side, and she covered her mouth and giggled.

"Teacher, we are all here now. You can start telling it." Xiao Zhi withdrew his gaze from Xiao Rou, stood up slightly, and made a bow.

The white-bearded old man also moved the table to the side, leaving an extra space at the table that had originally been facing the three of them, as if it were now facing four people.

"No rush, we still have one more guest who hasn't arrived."

After saying this, the white-bearded old man looked towards Zhou Yan, who was hiding to the side. "I wonder if this guest is convenient to take a seat now? After all, the children are still waiting."