After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 357 Don't lie to me.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhuoyue could only look at a loss, with a look of confusion and questions on his face: "Brother, why did you come here to see me?"

However, this middle-aged man with gray hair on the temples just kept crying, as if he couldn't suppress the grief in his heart. He shook his head for a long time but couldn't make any statement.

Yuan Zhuoyue immediately looked at the traveler who was also confused by what was happening before his eyes, and the little Paimon floating in the air.

The blond traveler just shook his head at Yuan Zhuoyue, indicating that he was not quite sure about the inside story.

Little Paimeng, who was floating in the air, immediately floated forward, and looking at the posture of the middle-aged man in front of him, he couldn't help but stamp his feet in anxiety.

Then he tried to suppress the other person's voice by shouting, "Don't cry! If you just cry here and don't explain clearly what's going on, how can we know what you want to do?"

Master Liuyun Jiefeng was also a little annoyed by the crying, but he still said patiently: "...Since you came here to seek help, but you just keep crying here without explaining the reason, then...how can we help you?"

It was not until this time that the middle-aged man with gray hair and agitated emotions finally seemed to have controlled his out-of-control emotions.

But when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and he couldn't hide his sobs.

He looked completely helpless: "If I hadn't been at my wit's end, I would never have come to bother you when I knew that Mr. Zhongli had forgotten the past... But, but I really have no other choice!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's voice was tinged with sorrow, as if he was about to cry again.

But he immediately clenched his teeth and raised his right hand to hide the negative expression on his face. After a moment, he seemed to adjust his mood: "I'm sorry, everyone. I did lose my composure... But now I have no other choice, so I want to try my luck in front of Mr. Zhongli. What if Mr. Zhongli has lost his past memories, but still has those profound knowledge?"

Then, this middle-aged man, who looked extremely miserable and was entangled in many backlashes and hardships, spoke a lot of nonsense in front of Yuan Zhuoyue.

After listening to this, Yuan Zhuoyue was speechless.

She felt that this person hadn't gotten to the point for a long time, just like the patients who started talking at length when she had to accompany the doctors in the department to the outpatient clinic to help out due to lack of staff.

When the doctor asks the patient where he feels uncomfortable, the patient will begin to recount his past experiences from many years ago.

Then he concluded that the disease he was suffering from now must be caused by his past hard work.

Then the doctor continues to ask patiently about the specific symptoms and manifestations, and the patient will tirelessly repeat the long speeches he has already made.

But he completely turned a blind eye to the doctor's questions.

They are the kind of people who spout a bunch of useless nonsense, don't provide much useful information, and require the doctor to guess what's wrong with the patient.

Yuan Zhuoyue works in the inpatient department and the patients she meets are those who need to be hospitalized after being diagnosed, so she rarely encounters such situations.

Now, when Yuan Zhuoyue faced the middle-aged man who was crying to him, he still had a strong sense of déjà vu in his heart.

When patients tell their stories, they are not actually describing their condition to the doctor. In most cases, they want to hear voices of agreement and approval.

Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly felt helpless.

There is really no need to start from the old days when he was young. It is enough to just tell him the purpose of looking for Zhongli. This way, Yuan Zhuoyue can also refuse this sudden commission.

Or, after explaining the whole story, we can see if the immortal Lord Liuyunjiefeng is willing to provide some appropriate help depending on the situation.

Paimeng listened to the seemingly endless chatter and felt her head getting dizzy. She floated to her friend's side and asked softly, "Didn't he say before that Zhongli agreed to help him, so he came to meet Zhongli for the trip? But after talking so much, he still didn't make it clear what kind of trouble he had encountered?"

The traveler actually didn't know what was going on. He received the commission from Catherine, and when he saw the client, the other party looked hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, he told him that he had asked Mr. Zhongli for help with something before, but Mr. Zhongli had lost his memory and didn't know whether the original agreement still counted.

But the traveler had already learned that the current Zhongli was not the same Zhongli, so the troubles encountered by this client might not be solved by the current 'Zhongli'.

At that time, Kong had already persuaded the client to seek external help, but the client was very persistent and insisted on seeing Zhongli again before he would give up.

The client said that he had met some people with amnesia in the past. Many of them had forgotten who they were and had lost their memories from a few years ago, but they had not forgotten their knowledge.

Perhaps this is also the case with Mr. Zhongli?

After hesitating for a moment, Kong decided to bring the clients around him to meet the current 'Zhongli'.

After all, if the client really encounters some difficult problems to solve, it would not waste too much time if he gave up early and sought help from others.

After hearing what Paimon said, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped talking: "I'm really sorry... Now that I'm old, I can't help but talk more when I think of the past."

The traveler who was hesitant to speak quickly covered the mouth of little Paimon who was also hesitant to speak.

Yuan Zhuoyue just smiled politely and said, "No problem... I just heard from little Paimon that in the past, before I lost my memory, I accepted a commission from you? I wonder what the content of this commission is?"

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, his face showing that there must be something going on, but he pretended to be calm and replied: "...It's not a big deal, I just want to find an ancient artifact. It's just that I don't know much about it, so I want to ask Mr. Zhongli to open my eyes for me."

"Oh?" Yuan Zhuoyue continued to ask: "I have no memory of the past now, do you have any evidence or tokens to prove it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "At that time, Mr. Zhongli and I only made a verbal agreement."

Yuan Zhuoyue pretended to be silent for a moment and said, "Then I wonder if you can tell me when this contract was signed?"

The middle-aged man also thought for a moment and gave a specific time.

After hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly laughed softly, and then said in a gentle and calm voice, "...Don't lie to me."