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Wu Dong opened the scroll and activated his Spirit Force to look at the words on it.

After yesterday's experiment, he had a rough understanding of the cultivation method.

Through the perception of Spirit Power, the words would enter the cultivator's mind and arrange themselves in different sentences, expressing different meanings.

He thought like last night. After looking for a while, he blurrily entered a dark space, and this time, a dozen words appeared beside him. This time, he did not talk about cosmological philosophy like yesterday, but started to explain more about spiritual force.

Unknowingly, he lost consciousness.

Then he felt half awake, as if he had entered some strange world.

He couldn't feel his own body, so he could only observe it through a pair of eyes.

This is really a dream, Wu Dong thought.

The scene before his eyes also became a scene from a movie. Scene after scene, there wasn't any excessive scene in the middle.

His vision was blurry, as if he was shrouded in a layer of mist.

He first noticed that he was in front of Jiang Xue's and Li Ziruo's room's door. Then, he pushed open the door and opened it a crack.

He saw that Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo were actually doing that kind of thing, and the scene made him unable to open his eyes.

But then, the scene in front of him changed.

He appeared in a dimly lit street, vaguely recognizable.

It took him a moment to remember that this was Willow Street.

When he first came to Shanghai, he had a huge fight with the people of Celestial Dragon Gang here, and then he saved Xiao Wen.

His vision blurred, and he came to the heart rate bar in the middle of Willow Street.

It was the same as in his memory. The neon lights of the old days were flashing, and the bar was noisy.

He fell into a deep slumber. After an unknown period of time, he felt a sharp pain on his arm, and the hideous face of a man appeared before his eyes.

A dagger cut his arm, and blood flowed down, making his shoulder tingle and tingle.

A bloodied pick appeared in front of his eyes, and he lifted it to smash at the man in front of him.

Blood dripped from the man's head and his eyes slanted to the side.

More and more people appeared in Wu Dong's eyes, all of them holding different types of weapons, surrounding him.

Wu Dong's weapons were being swung uncontrollably around, causing a few of them to fall to the ground, but the waving of the axe became even fiercer.

That feeling of wanton slaughter made Wu Dong feel a wave of excitement … Early morning of the second day, Wu Dong woke up while rubbing his head.

He sat up, aching all over, and found himself lying in bed in his clothes.

He looked up and saw that the scroll on the table was still open.

He couldn't remember how he'd gotten back into bed, and he thought he must have fallen asleep when he was too sleepy.

Wu Dong kept the picture scroll and went downstairs to wash up.

Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo had long since woken up, bought breakfast and cleaned up the table.

Wu Dong cooked and ate. Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo sat at the side quietly with their heads down.

They seemed to be avoiding each other's eyes, and without even speaking a word, Wu Dong felt a little awkward.

He even said that he was acting weird, but today, the two of them were acting weird.

Wu Dong recalled the dream he had last night and couldn't help but laugh.

He dreamed that Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo were in the same bed, and the scene was still fresh in his mind.

"What are you laughing at?"

Li Ziruo could not help but ask.

"Nothing."

Wu Dong denied that he could only dream, and could not say anything, "What happened to you all today?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo said at the same time.

"Since when did you two have such tacit understanding?"

The two of them once again lowered their heads and ate, as if they didn't hear Wu Dong's words.

After eating, Wu Dong sent Li Ziruo to work.

Along the way, she seemed to have something on her mind as she stared blankly.

Wu Dong waved his hand in front of his eyes for a good while before he came back to his senses.

"What happened to you today? It was weird early in the morning. Did you do something bad last night? "

Wu Dong said with a smile.

"There's nothing going on between Jiang Xue and I."

Li Ziruo hurriedly tried to defend herself. After she finished speaking, she also felt that her words were a little overbearing and she quickly added: "It's just that I didn't sleep well last night. Maybe I'm too tired from work. "

"You know it's tiring, but you're still working so hard."

Wu Dong reached out his hand to feel her pulse. Everything was normal.

Li Ziruo was afraid that he would discover something, and immediately retracted her hand.

When she arrived at the real estate agency's entrance, Li Ziruo quickly got off the car and ran into the office as if she was escaping.

She walked past her colleague's desk and found the freckled woman who had made things difficult for her yesterday, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with her head lowered.

Li Ziruo asked out of good intentions: "Sister Ming, are you alright?"

The freckled woman lowered her head even further and stretched out a hand. "It's fine, it's fine."

Li Ziruo returned to her table only to find that the large amount of folders were all gone.

There was no work on the table.

She walked back to the freckled table. "Mingjie, the documents on my desk are missing."

Before she could finish, she noticed that the folders were stacked on the other side of the freckled woman's desk.

She reached for it. "I'll definitely finish it today."

The freckled woman, however, acted as if she was protecting her purse as she pressed down on the folder. "No need, no need. This is my job. I can do it myself."

Li Ziruo noticed that the freckled girl's cheeks were red and swollen under the sunglasses. "Sister Ming, what's wrong with your face?"

"It's fine, it's fine."

The freckled woman lowered her voice and said, "He was beaten by my husband."

Li Ziruo replied with an "oh", as she did not want to comment on the private matters of others: "Then, what should I do today?"

The freckled girl pointed at a man in his thirties who was wearing glasses and said, "Go and have a look at the room with Old Li, get familiar with the business!"

Li Ziruo nodded and ran over to talk with the man with glasses who was referred to as Old Li.

Old Li's real name is Li Desheng, an experienced real estate economy.

In this real estate agency, he was considered the top person in the business.

He looked up and down at Li Ziruo, revealing a hint of greed underneath her thick glasses.

Li Ziruo was a little scared by his gaze.

Li Desheng also realized that he was being a bit rude and explained, "Your eyeglasses are high, and sometimes you can't see clearly."

He quickly told me about it and added, "The manager told me about your situation. "How about this, I have a few clients to meet today. Come with me to see the house and familiarize yourself with the business process."

Li Ziruo strongly nodded her head. She had thought that she would need a few more days of rookie career before she could start to look after the rooms.

Li Deshen admired Li Ziruo's attitude very much. These girls really treated the job as if it was a television, held up the folder and chatted about it, then explained the customer to him in a daze before taking down the order.

This idea was not naive, at least it was impractical.

The real estate agent was not an easy job. There were too many gray doorways inside the restaurant.

However, the more passionate Li Ziruo was, the better. When reality fell behind, his master would come out and take care of him to comfort him. At that time, she would give him some warmth and love.

Li Deshen's thoughts were very beautiful, his mouth hung with a light smile of power.

Li Ziruo picked up her stuff and followed along with a smile on her face.

This girl needs to be taught slowly, thought Li Desheng.