Minglong

Chapter 275 Ah Huan's Situation Is Not Ideal

into the night.

The banks of the Chongming River were bustling with carriages and horses, and the Princess's Mansion was once again illuminated by its old lights.

In a private room in the back courtyard, the three sat in the hall. On the table were various delicacies and a pile of red lacquered boxes, while Coal Ball was jumping around wildly in the toy house prepared for it.

Zhao Ling changed into a gorgeous and beautiful warm yellow palace dress, adorned with a red hairpin, and with a face radiating peace and prosperity, she looked just like the Queen of the Women's Kingdom. At this moment, she raised her hand to pour wine and said:

"Let's play something fun today. We'll take turns opening boxes, and whatever we find, we either have to use it on the spot or drink a penalty shot, how about that?"

Linghu Qingmo sat down in front of Xie Jinhuan, examining the small box produced by Danyang Academy from all angles:
"That's fine, but this place is full of pills, magical artifacts, and protective gear. We'll definitely use them all. Who would choose to drink alcohol..."

Xie Jinhuan had gone to Jinmen Street with Wanyi to open blind boxes before, and knew that most of the boxes in the store were worthless. But these boxes were obviously not from the store. Given the landlady's personality, he didn't even dare to think what was inside.

However, what was there for a male model to be afraid of in this kind of setting? He laughed and said:

"Uncle Zhang won't be able to send the message until tomorrow at the earliest, so it's fine to have some fun. I didn't drink much of that 'Number One Under Heaven' jar from last time, should I bring it over?"

Linghu Qingmo remembered the time he was touched all night, his face flushed red, and he quickly shook his head:
"I won't drink that."

"Just keep using it, that's all."

"That won't work either, what if we come across some weird or unusual items..."

……

Zhao Ling was actually a little craving the "Number One Under Heaven" wine, but there wasn't much of it left, and he couldn't possibly show it off in two days, so he interjected:
"Our skills are too low. It would be a waste for us to drink the best in the world. Even the tears of heroes can get the best drunk. It just takes a few more drinks."

"However, to be fair, Xie Jinhuan, you can't choose for yourself. We have to help you choose. And before you choose, you have to decide whether you like the taste or the product. You can't go back on your word, lest you use your 'heavenly eye' to bully people."

Seeing the commotion, Ye Hongshang silently appeared and whispered in Xie Jinhuan's ear:
"How about we add a clause and pair up? We'll choose whichever you choose, so you don't always pick drinking and become a loner."

?

Xie Jinhuan did want to drag A Piao into playing, but the gamble was probably too big. If he wanted to see A Piao give out benefits, he would almost have no choice but to use [something].

But what if Mr. Horn appears in the box? He wouldn't be able to…

"Uh... what if I encounter something that I really can't use?"

Zhao Ling then revealed his true colors, raising an eyebrow slightly as he said:
"Then tell the truth. You must answer whatever we ask. There are no jokes at the dinner table, and you can't lie."

Xie Jinhuan, unaware that his landlady was setting a trap, laughed and said:

"That makes things simple. Let's begin. Who wants to go first?"

Upon seeing this, Ye Hongshang conjured a set of light red, low-cut dresses as thin as cicada wings, and sat down with Qingmo on either side of Xie Jinhuan, waiting to see what would happen.

Zhao Ling couldn't wait any longer and poured Xie Jinhuan a drink:

"You're a man, so you choose first. Let Momo help you pick."

Linghu Qingmo was also intrigued by her best friend's idea and began searching for a suitable box.
"Tell me, drink or use?"

"I'll definitely use this one for the first time, to help you find out what's inside the box."

"Humph~"

Linghu Qingmo searched for a moment, picked up a square box from a pile of boxes, and handed it to Xie Jinhuan:
"Give."

Xie Jinhuan didn't know what the landlady had put there, but the more outrageous the thing, the more troubled the ghost would be. He was quite engrossed in it and carefully opened a crack in the seal.

Ye Hongshang tilted her head and leaned closer, her white, alabaster-like breasts almost touching her eyelids:

"I didn't cheat, what's inside?"

Linghu Qingmo also stole glances with curiosity.

Xie Jinhuan's eyes darted around, distracted by the ghost wife. As the box slowly opened, soft fabric was revealed inside, with a small bell with a clip in the center...

?

Xie Jinhuan sat up a little straighter, glancing at the imposing ghost beside him, then lowering his gaze to the fat coal ball...

Jingle bell bell~
Linghu Qingmo was somewhat bewildered. He picked up the bell to examine it and found that its craftsmanship was extremely exquisite. When shaken, it produced subtle vibrations, causing a tingling sensation in his fingertips. He couldn't help but wonder:

"What is this? An earring?"

Zhao Ling had only secretly obtained a large number of magical artifacts from the academy, which she had never opened before and was unaware of their specific functions. She responded:
"I don't know, Xie Jinhuan, do you know its purpose?"

Xie Jinhuan knew the effects of this magical artifact, but it was meant for female cultivators only, and it might be inappropriate for him to use it on himself...

Ye Hongshang noticed Xie Jinhuan's hesitation, straightened up slightly, and lightly touched the embroidered collar of the fat coal ball's clothes:
"Hmm~ Big sister used it, now it's your turn."

Ding bell~
I go……

Xie Jinhuan's pupils contracted slightly when he saw the enormous size of the soft white creature and the small bell clipped to its top, realizing that the ghost was real.

But he didn't really use this thing himself, and feeling a little embarrassed, he said:
"This thing... well... its purpose is rather special, I'm afraid I can't use it. How about we tell you the truth, you ask me a question, and I'll drink another cup of wine as punishment."

Zhao Ling made these dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar, and leaned forward curiously to ask:

"Xie Jinhuan, what did you feel when you were holding Senior Nangong in the snowy mountains?"

? !
Linghu Qingmo, who was studying the bell, sat up straight upon hearing the sound, intending to slam her fist on the table to stop her unruly best friend.

But she had actually been overthinking these past few days. After a moment's thought, she looked at Xie Jinhuan and listened attentively.

Xie Jinhuan was slightly embarrassed, not expecting his landlady to ask such a question.
"Uh... this question might not be appropriate, right? Nobody's perfect, so if I were to tell the truth..."

"Okay!"

Linghu Qingmo already knew the answer. After all, Xie Jinhuan was a man; how could he remain unmoved after kissing such a beautiful woman? But to say it aloud would distort his filial piety towards her master. Therefore, it was best to avoid seeing it and change the subject.

"Then let's change the subject. Did you touch Ling'er when you were drinking that day?"

?

Zhao Ling actually wanted to find out this, but she didn't want to ask directly. Seeing that her best friend had asked for her, she narrowed her eyes and waited for Xie Jinhuan's answer.

Xie Jinhuan thought he should choose drinking next time. Although he wouldn't get to see the ghosts giving out perks, it was still better than his righteous persona collapsing on the spot. He thought about it for a moment:
"Um... I was drunk at the time, and I did offend you, but it wasn't intentional..."

Zhao Ling's face visibly flushed, but she forced a calm demeanor and pressed on, asking:

"Where did you touch?" Xie Jinhuan shrugged slightly. "Isn't that a question?"

Zhao Ling thought about it and agreed. There was no rush at the moment. She first looked at Qing Mo:
"It's your turn."

Linghu Qingmo was not bound by the cheating rules and could choose first and then select. At this moment, he picked up a box and found that it contained the same clothes as his master. He was somewhat tempted to try them on.

But changing her clothes in front of Xie Jinhuan was probably too embarrassing, so she silently packed up her suitcase and picked up her wine glass.
"Tons, tons, tons~"

Zhao Ling took a gamble, going all in with a blind pick, using whatever she got. But when she opened the wooden box, she was bewildered to find a finely crafted little whip inside.
"How come there's still this thing?"

When Xie Jinhuan saw the small leather whip, he felt that the geniuses in the academy were simply insane. If Ye Sheng knew, wouldn't he withdraw from the school on the spot?
Seeing the two girls looking somewhat bewildered, Xie Jinhuan said helplessly:

"Sigh, it's just a whip, Your Highness can just lash me once."

Why would I hit you?

Zhao Ling felt that this blind box was a bit unreliable, so she threw the small leather whip aside.

Linghu Qingmo, still harboring some resentment because of the previous issue, lightly lashed Xie Jinhuan's waist with a leather whip.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a magical artifact!
As soon as the whip touched the robe, tiny sparks of electricity appeared.

stab~
Xie Jinhuan was jolted awake. Although it didn't hurt, the impact was strong, and he almost groaned. His eyes widened in surprise.
"what???"

Seeing Xie Jinhuan's strong reaction, Linghu Qingmo quickly removed the small whip:

"Does it hurt?"

"Uh……"

Xie Jinhuan didn't know what to say, so she took the bag and gently patted Momo, which unsurprisingly earned her a soft, melodious cry:

"Ah~"

And then a brutal beating!
Xie Jinhuan quickly raised his hand to cover himself, and said with a smile:
"Alright, alright, it's my turn again. This time I choose to drink."

Linghu Qingmo's face flushed red, and he snatched the small whip and threw it aside:
"No, you must use it!"

As he spoke, he took a box and shoved it into Xie Jinhuan's hands.

Xie Jinhuan had no choice but to open the box and find black stockings inside...

Wasn't this a setup by the landlady...?

……

Seeing this, Ye Hongshang lifted her skirt to her thighs, revealing her long, shapely legs in black stockings and the bulging black gauze fabric, through which a crescent moon could even be faintly seen.
"You're wearing it, are you going to wear it for your sister to see, or are you going to tell her the truth?"

Xie Jinhuan had already realized he had fallen into the landlady's trap, but there was no turning back now, so he could only resign himself to putting down the suitcase.
"I'll answer the question instead."

Zhao Ling knew this would happen, and this time she learned her lesson and asked in detail:

"What was the most inappropriate place you ever touched back then?"

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, and not wanting to lie and disturb his Dao heart, Xie Jinhuan simply stopped pretending and answered truthfully:
"It's that question Wang He asked at Peony Pond last time..."

"Ok?"

Linghu Qingmo was puzzled by this irrelevant response.

Zhao Ling's elegant, round face gradually flushed red. She took a deep breath, intending to pretend she didn't understand.

But how can we tolerate this?

Driven by shame and indignation, Zhao Ling finally picked up the wine jug, stood up, walked over to Xie Jinhuan, and, supporting the back of his head, poured the wine into his mouth:
"I see you're just not relaxed because you haven't had enough to drink, that's why you're giving irrelevant answers and changing the subject. Come, come, this princess will toast you with a pot of wine, open your mouth..."

"Tons, tons, tons..."

Xie Jinhuan was practically forced to drink alcohol while his head was being held, but he didn't pretend to struggle; he could only raise his hand to apologize.

Linghu Qingmo, who was sitting next to her, saw her best friend flirting with her man like that and became a little possessive. She picked up a small leather whip and lightly lashed Ling'er's buttocks.

"Ah~"

Then the two best friends started messing around with each other, setting the stage for a night of wild fun...
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On the other side, the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

After Xie Jinhuan left Yanjing, Qixia Zhenren, following the plan in the "Xian'er Diary", went north with Shen Cang and others to Beiming Lake to investigate Yang Huaxian's whereabouts.

Jiang Hehai, the patriarch of Jiangjiabao in the East Sea, was naturally not idle in order to pursue the old enemies who had wiped out his family. He was also investigating news related to the Huaxian Sect in various parts of the Northern Zhou.

In the dead of night, inside an inn beside the official road, Jiang Hehai, dressed as a martial arts practitioner, chatted with the old innkeeper:
"What do those two look like?"

"One was burly and carried a knife, like a bodyguard; the other was a young master, glib and not at all respectable. The waiter overheard them mentioning 'the Underworld God Cult' and 'Old Demon Xie' when they were serving the drinks. Judging from the direction they were coming from, they should have come from the Cangyan Mountain area, but it's unclear whether they're related to the Immortal Transformation Cult..."

Where did those two go?

"If you head east, you'll either go to the East China Sea coast or Dragon Bone Beach..."

……

In order to investigate the Huaxian Sect, Jiang Hehai planted many spies in key places throughout the martial arts world.

However, this news should not have much to do with Yang Huaxian. It sounds more like two soldiers who escaped from the army of the Prince of Andong and wanted to seek refuge elsewhere.

After investigating for a while without obtaining any important clues, Jiang Hehai left the inn and went to a secluded place. He then rode the wind away, preparing to visit the next location.

But shortly after he took off, he suddenly spotted a small dot in the far distance, moving southward.

There are very few top-tier cultivators in the world, but they are all incredibly fast and have an exaggerated range of perception. Therefore, it is not surprising to occasionally encounter someone in the sky.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Jiang Hehai initially intended to avoid the situation, but he quickly sensed something was amiss with his fellow Daoist in the distance. He moved closer to investigate, and guess what happened?!
Beneath the starry sky, a magnificent sedan chair weaves through the sea of ​​clouds, with wisps of white mist drifting from it, as if a celestial being has descended to earth, amidst the billowing clouds and smoke!
Amidst the clouds and mist, two women wearing veils carried a sedan chair, drifting away on the wind, their figures ethereal and otherworldly...

My goodness!
Jiang Hehai was shocked and stood there, stunned!
After all, he had lived for over a hundred years and fought through the entire witch cult rebellion. This was the first time he had ever seen someone who could have two super-grade maids carrying his sedan chair. Even the Valkyrie couldn't put on such a show. What kind of old demon had been born?
Jiang Hehai was completely stunned by this entrance and didn't dare to peek inside.

The immeasurable being in the distance seemed to pay no attention to this insignificant ant. The two maids glanced in this direction, then disappeared with the sedan chair into the clouds, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the unknown mountain demon hadn't made things difficult for him, Jiang Hehai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He even bowed respectfully from afar to thank the other party for sparing his life, and inwardly sighed:
"Beyond the mountains, more mountains rise; beyond the buildings, more buildings stand. It seems I'm still too young..."

……

(End of this chapter)