I Am A Role Model! Blackmail!

The news that Zhang San woke up soon reached the ears of the man holding the sword.

He jumped and flew to the room where Zhang San was, and when he saw the scene in the room, he sighed slightly.

"Zhang San, I'm Hua Baojian, the person in charge of this matter, I have something I want to ask you." Hua Baojian slowly came to Zhang San and asked calmly.

Before Hua Baojian came, he went to see Suwan's companion tree, which was still alive and healthy. This also showed that Suwan was not even injured now.

"Lord Hua, you can ask...as long as I can save Su Wan...I will know everything." Zhang San's face was pale, and he wanted to get up and salute.

But just as he moved, he felt a cramp in his chest, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Meng was startled, and quickly called two maids, changed a quilt, and went over to help Zhang San.

"You don't have to, you can just lie on the bed before your injury is healed." Hua Baojian stopped, and a light Spiritual Qi came out, making Zhang San continue to lie on the bed.

"Tell me in detail, what happened this way." Hua Baojian asked.

Zhou Meng's seven orifices were exquisite, and he got up quickly and drove the rest of the maids and disciples out of the room together.

Then, she stood on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhang San curiously.

Hua Baojian trusts Zhou Meng very much, so he asks Zhou Meng to take care of Zhang San. You don't have to shy away from her after this incident.

Zhang San paused and fell into memory.

After a full three or four seconds, he slowly opened his mouth and told everything that had happened in advance.

It is roughly the same as Hua Baojian guessed, but with some details added appropriately.

For example... the mysterious person seems to know Su Wan, and Su Wan also seems to know the mysterious person...

The mysterious person asked Su Wan to leave with her, but Su Wan refused, which caused this incident.

...

As for this kind of detail, it will make Hua Baojian and the others think of where to go... This is not what Zhang San has considered...

Because the most fundamental purpose of Zhang San's play is to make them not doubt themselves... This purpose has obviously been achieved.

Of course, with a strong subjective consciousness, he focused on describing the process of fighting against the mysterious person who was not afraid of power.

Before and after, I talked for more than an hour or so before I could finish it.

"Okay... I already know what happened... You don't have to blame yourself too much." Hua Baojian patted Zhang San's shoulder in a rare way and comforted softly.

Zhang San lowered his head and remained silent...

"By the way, there is good news for you... Su Wan, she should be fine now..." Hua Baojian paused and continued: "And... if I guess correctly... the mysterious man shouldn't have much to do with her. Malicious...you don't have to worry too much."

After that, Hua Baojian didn't spend too much time with Zhang San, turned around and flew out.

Zhang San, who was still immersed in grief, and Zhou Meng, who was overwhelmed, fell into silence.

Zhou Meng was silent for a few seconds, then ran to decoct Zhang San again. Zhang San was seriously injured and continued to close his eyes to rest.

In this way, time passed, and soon, another day passed.

...

"Miss Zhou... Can I trouble you with one thing?"

The sun rose slowly, and when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, Zhang San slowly got up and said weakly.

Zhou Meng quickly put down the work at hand, ran over and asked, "Master Zhang, are you thirsty?"

"No... I mean... Can Miss Zhou take me to the riverside for a walk." Zhang San said slowly.

Zhou Meng glanced at Zhang San a little worriedly, "Of course... But your body, son?"

"It doesn't matter... Except I can't easily use the Cultivation Base... I'm no longer in the way." Zhang San smiled and moved his lower arm.

"Alright then, I'll help you over there."

Said, Zhou Meng lifted the quilt, gently helped Zhang San to get off the boat, and walked towards the river.

Along the way, the two met many disciples of Qunhualou, and they looked at Zhang San with curiosity mixed with some goodwill.

In the past two days, Zhang San's deeds have been passed on to the entire Qunhualou.

Soon, the two reached the riverside.

Zhang San's eyes were faint, and he looked at the winding Jiangdao, and said with emotion and melancholy: "That night... I came here under the leadership of Su Wan, I thought it would be an encounter, then I thought... Things turned out to be…”

At the same time, Su Wan, who was under the boat, trembled slightly, and heard the extremely hateful voice.

Originally groggy, she instantly regained her spirits. Of course, more than that, she was angry.

"Son, these days, Su Wan's companion tree has been fine, you don't have to worry too much." Zhou Meng comforted softly.

"He's so worried! He's the culprit!" Su Wan roared in his heart.

Zhang San shook his head lightly, "How can you make me careless... Su Wan's disappearance... The responsibility is all mine."

"Fuck you!" Su Wan's eyes almost burst out with anger.

Zhou Meng was silent, she knew that even if she tried to persuade her, Zhang San would still feel remorse.

"Miss Zhou, let's go over there and have a look." Zhang San pointed to the Tianzijia ship that was moored ten meters away.

"Okay." Zhou Meng nodded and helped Zhang San to the Tianzijia ship.

Zhang Sanyi got on the boat with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. He reached out and stroked the edge of the boat and said, "Su Wan was sitting here two days ago and asked me to paint for her..."

"Yes, yes, you drew a ghost..." Su Wan couldn't help complaining.

"This is the picture I drew for her..." Zhang San walked into the boat and found a scroll among the messy objects.

Zhou Meng curiously probed over to look.

Immediately afterwards, there was a glimmer of envy in his eyes.

I saw the woman on the picture scroll, holding a light veil, half-covering her face, and her eyes wandering. Against the background of the sea of ​​flowers and the bright moonlight behind her, she looked beautiful and extraordinary, with a strong artistic conception.

Zhou Meng knew at a glance that the woman on the scroll was Su Wan.

"Master Zhang's painting skills are really good." She sighed sincerely.

"Alas...Unfortunately, I haven't had time to show her this picture..." Zhang San gently stroked the woman on the picture, feeling down.

That day, he actually painted three pictures, one of himself, one of Su Wan, and one of casual paintings...

Out of some kind of bad taste, he deliberately didn't show Su Wan and painted her picture seriously.

The conversation between the two naturally fell into Su Wan's ears unsurprisingly, and instantly brought up a lot of question marks in her...

She couldn't understand... How could the words "great painting skills" be used on Zhang San's body, that kind of child-like graffiti, some people would like it?

Could it be that Zhou Meng is blind?

Zhang San looked around and suddenly asked, "Miss Zhou, I'm a little curious, how do you usually deal with such a somewhat damaged boat."

Zhou dreamed for a while and said, "First of all, it depends on the degree of fragmentation. If the core formation is broken, then replace it directly. If there is nothing wrong with the core formation, then ask the boat master in Muyuan City to repair it."

"Oh, so that's the case..." Zhang San nodded, his eyes flickering indistinctly.

Now that Hua Baojian's attention is not here, he can just find a way to take Su Wan out...otherwise...it's embarrassing to keep people there all the time.