Sister Beauties in His Arms

Upon arriving in Fuyang County, I encountered a young woman attempting suicide by jumping into the water.

The awkward part was that he and Mu Nanzhi hadn't found an inn to stay at yet, so Xu Qi'an's plan was to stay at an inn first and then deal with the matter.

But would the young woman believe the words of a stranger?

Thirty taels of silver was a huge sum in her eyes, and in fact, it was indeed a considerable fortune. Without offering something tangible, verbal promises alone wouldn't be believed.

What if I can't think straight and jump into the river again?

Therefore, giving her the money in advance was to put her mind at ease, and he would go and resolve the matter once he found the inn. Such a trivial dispute could no longer cause Xu Qi'an, who was used to seeing all kinds of storms, any sense of urgency.

Even trivial matters are matters. I once made a grand vow that there would be no injustice in the world. I can't control what's happening far away, but I can control what's happening right in front of me.

Xu Qi'an took a sip of rice wine and said:

"Now I understand another principle: doing good deeds cannot change the world, just as being a doctor cannot save a country. If we want less injustice in the world, we must change the overall environment."

Mu Nanzhi rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling with admiration, and said, "Therefore, the Buddhist School vows are related to one's attainment of Buddhahood?"

During this time, she had heard Xu Qi'an talk about many things, including the differences between various cultivation systems, which she listened to purely as stories.

The most beautiful woman in the Great Feng was undoubtedly intelligent and quick-witted, and she remembered it well.

"The greater the ambition, the higher the achievement, but correspondingly, the greater the difficulty."

Xu Qi'an suddenly froze, a question popping into his head: What grand ambition did Shen Shu make back then?

Even now, he could barely discern something special about Shenshu: a practitioner of both Zen and martial arts, both at an extremely high level. Was Shenshu a Bodhisattva or an Arhat?

This was a question he had never considered.

But whether one is an Arhat or a Bodhisattva, both represent the highest attainment, and thus, they will inevitably leave traces. For example, a certain ascetic monk made a great vow:

If only I had ten thousand mansions, I could shelter all the poor and needy and make them all smile with joy!

Therefore, the ascetic monks would inevitably have to take corresponding measures, such as building houses like crazy and developing the real estate industry.

This will leave very obvious traces.

If we could know what grand vow Shen Shu made back then, perhaps we could unlock the secrets surrounding Shen Shu and understand the inside story of how he was dismembered and sealed away.

"With a woman and a warhorse? Are you sure it's a warhorse?"

In the three-courtyard house, Zhu Er's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That horse was exceptionally magnificent, much taller than the average horse, and its physique was simply irresistible."

The subordinate in charge of gathering intelligence was full of praise.

Warhorses are a scarce commodity; you can't buy them even if you have money. With the war between the imperial court and the Witch God Sect this year, the Great Feng army suffered heavy casualties, making warhorses even more scarce.

In Zhu Er's eyes, its monetary value was secondary; the key was its rarity.

It's perfect for sending to the county magistrate.

These days, nobody dislikes horses, especially good horses.

Zhu Er pondered for a long time, then suddenly had an idea. "Go, inform Officer Li to take a few brothers to the Shanyang Inn."

The rice wine from Fuyang County is indeed excellent, with a superb taste. Xu Qi'an, who knows nothing about brewing, can only guess that it's due to the water quality or the grains.

The local environment shapes its people, and each region has its own unique characteristics.

"When you leave Fuyang County, buy a few jars of wine to take with you."

Mu Nanzhi pursed her lips and said happily.

For her, the greatest benefit of traveling the world is that she can taste local delicacies and wines and appreciate different customs and cultures.

Although some unpleasant sights and experiences may cause negativity and unhappiness along the way, they are also part of the experience.

The two put down the wine jug and went out together to deal with the young woman's affairs.

As I walked up the stairs to the inn's lobby, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps. Four quick-witted men and a group of fierce-looking men with menacing faces rushed into the inn.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group was dressed in a black uniform with red trim, typical of a constable.

This outfit was so familiar that it inexplicably evoked a sense of warmth in Xu Qi'an.

The middle-aged constable glanced around, then looked at the innkeeper and asked in a deep voice, "Are there any out-of-towners staying here today?"

The waiter immediately looked at Xu Qi'an and Mu Nanzhi: "Sir, these are them."

The middle-aged constable scrutinized Xu Qi'an and said, "Someone has accused you of raping a woman. Come with us to the yamen."

"Me? Rape a woman?" Xu Qi'an felt he had been greatly slandered. If the dignified Xu Yinluo wanted to sleep with any young lady, they would be overjoyed.

Why commit adultery?

Rape of a young woman? Inside the inn, all the diners turned to look.

Upon hearing that an outsider had raped a local woman, the diners immediately showed hostility.

"Who's suing me? Do I have a receipt?"

Xu Qi'an was very familiar with the procedures for arresting people by the government. As he spoke, his gaze naturally fell on the group of burly men, and on one of them, a well-dressed, fat and strong man.

In Xu Qi'an's vision, this person was surrounded by a faint golden light, and a tiny dragon shadow could be vaguely seen coiling and moving around him.

This made him both happy and regretful. He was happy because after being away for so long, he had finally met a host with dragon energy, but he was regretful because the dragon energy of this host was of the scattered type.

It wasn't those nine crucial dragon energies.

The well-dressed middle-aged man chuckled and said:

"My name is Zhu Er, and I am the one who is reporting you to the authorities. Today you saved a woman who accidentally fell into the river. Is that true?"

Xu Qi'an nodded.

Zhu Er said bitterly, "You took her to a widowed old man's house under the pretext of changing clothes, and then raped her. After you returned home, you told me about it in tears."

As he spoke, he looked at the middle-aged constable and said, "Constable Li, you must stand up for this commoner!"

Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, staring at him with a cold expression:

"So you're Zhu Er, the one who tricked Zhang the Cripple into losing everything, then seized his wife and forced her to jump into the river to commit suicide. I took pity on her and rescued her, giving her thirty taels of silver to pay off her debts. What, did I ruin your plans?"

"Hmm, is Zhang the Cripple's wife with you?"

A realization dawned on him: with the combined effect of dragon energy and fortune, he would eventually encounter those dragon energy hosts along his journey, though the timing was beyond his control.

It might take a year, it might take two years, or even longer.

Upon hearing this, the diners in the hall immediately understood.

Although he was from out of town, everyone in the county knew Zhu Er's character and how he had connections with the county magistrate.

People were more willing to believe what the outsider said than what he said.

Officer Li, with an air of official business, said, "Enough with the nonsense, come with us to the yamen. The magistrate is discerning and never wrongs anyone."

Suddenly, a loud neighing of a horse rang out, accompanied by screams of agony.

The group rushed out of the inn and saw several men struggling to subdue a horse on the wide street. Two men were holding the reins while the third tried to mount it.

But the mare delivered a beautiful spinning back kick, sending him flying. He lay on the ground, barely breathing, blood seeping from his mouth and nose.

Zhu Er was both surprised and delighted. This horse was more intelligent than he had imagined. His greed surged, and he shouted:

"Officer Li, he committed the crime while on horseback; his crime is doubled."

Upon hearing this, Mu Nanzhi put her hands on her hips and sneered, "If you don't provoke it, will it hurt people? It's clearly you who want to steal the horse."

Mu Nanzhi was ignored by everyone because of her poor appearance.

Officer Li said sternly, "This horse is also an accomplice. They must all be taken away. He was the one who whistled and manipulated the horse to commit the crime; that's an extra charge."

Zhu Er immediately smiled, "Officer Li is a brilliant detective, don't you all agree?"

The men behind him burst into laughter.

Pedestrians on the street gathered around, pointing and whispering among themselves.

Whom is Zhu Er going to extort this time by colluding with these corrupt officials?

He seems to be from out of town.

"Oh, a stranger from out of town. He's in trouble then."

"Zhu Er was used to running rampant, and no one could control him. At the beginning of the year, Manager Zhao of the silk shop was extorted two hundred taels by Zhu Er. He was not Qi Ingestion and went to the yamen to file a complaint, but the county magistrate and Zhu Er were in cahoots. Manager Zhao then went to Yongzhou City to file a complaint, but he was beaten and sent back. Later, Zhu Er also seized his shop."

"Keep your voice down, or you'll be in big trouble."

"Hmph, our Fuyang County doesn't have a Xu Yinluo, otherwise a bully like Zhu Er would have been beheaded long ago."

This is the scourge of petty officials! In small places, they can completely exploit and oppress the people, acting like tyrants. Xu Qi'an had extremely sharp hearing. Listening to the people's discussions, he inexplicably thought of Wei Yuan, who had once wanted to punish petty officials.

Officer Li snorted, "What are you standing there for? Blindfold the horse."

If you blindfold a horse, it will follow you.

One of the constables immediately took off his uniform, unfolded it with a flick of his wrist, and ran towards the mare.

The mare kept backing away, but the reins were held tightly by two men, and she couldn't break free.

It cried out incessantly.

"What are you yelling for? If you yell again, I'll chop you up."

The man threatened her while covering the mare's head with his clothes.

But he failed, because a piece of silver flew by and shattered his kneecap.

Kuaishou immediately lost his balance, staggered and fell to his knees, then clutched his bloodied knees and screamed in agony.

He'll be a cripple from now on.

A commotion suddenly arose from all around. Pedestrians on the street hadn't expected this outsider to be so fierce, actually managing to seriously injure the yamen's quick-witted guard.

"You even dare to commit violence and injure people!"

Officer Li frowned and drew his standard-issue sword.

"Officer Li, we're here to help you."

Zhu Er sneered repeatedly, and pulled out a narrow-bladed knife about the length of a forearm from his waist. His subordinates followed suit and drew out knives of the same style.

It must have been Xu Qi'an's attack that made Officer Li and the others realize he had some skill. Instead of immediately surrounding him, they gripped their knives, slowly circling him, and inching closer.

When the two were less than ten feet apart, Officer Li roared and slashed out with his sword.

He possessed some cultivation; with a single slash, the wind howled.

The others swarmed forward.

Xu Qi'an raised his hand, casually snatched the knife from Constable Li, and placed it against the man's neck, saying:

"He colluded with local bullies and exploited the people; he must be executed!"

The blade flashed, and a head rolled off, eyes wide open.

Blood gushed forth like a fountain.

The two quick-witted men, along with Zhu Er and the others, looked terrified. This outsider's moves were unremarkable, consisting of only two actions: disarming and beheading. They couldn't tell whether the outsider was a master or if Constable Li had simply been careless.

At this moment, Zhu Er saw the stranger turn around and look at him.

In that instant, fear exploded within him; his heart clenched violently, and he shouted sharply:

"You dare to kill the head constable of the yamen? That's a capital offense."

Xu Qi'an ignored him, picked up his bloodstained sword, and steadily approached Zhu Er.

Zhu Er retreated in terror, his hand gripping the narrow-bladed knife trembling slightly. The next moment, the tension in his heart snapped, and he turned and ran.

Puff!

Another shard of silver shot out, shattering his kneecap.

Due to inertia, Zhu Er fell heavily to the ground, and then he saw a pair of black boots stop in front of him.

Looking up, the outsider was also coldly looking down, "Those who bully men and women, kill them!"

Another head rolled down.

A faint golden dragon emerged from Zhu Er's corpse, soaring through the clouds as if about to ride the wind away.

Xu Qi'an took out the fragment of the Earth Book, faced the mirror towards the little golden dragon, and silently recited the Method Formula.

The little golden dragon transformed into tiny golden rays and was absorbed into the mirror.

All of this is invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people.

The two quick-witted men, along with Zhu Er's subordinates, trembled with fear, their faces ashen, and the narrow-bladed knives in their hands clattered to the ground.

Xu Qi'an turned around and looked back, "Acting as an accomplice to a tyrant, cut off his hand."

More than a dozen arms fell.

A dozen or so men clutched their arms, screaming in agony.

After doing all this, he led the mare and Mu Nanzhi towards the end of the long street.

After a while, someone said in a trembling voice, "Zhu Er is dead."

He suddenly became excited and shouted:

"Zhu Er is dead!"

The silence was broken, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

Despite the extremely bloody scene, pedestrians on the street clapped and cheered, thoroughly excited.

"That scoundrel is finally dead."

"Pah, serves you right! You ran into someone you couldn't afford to mess with."

"They deserved to die, they deserved to die!"

"The outsider is a chivalrous hero."

Outside the city, after rescuing the young woman, Xu Qi'an rode his mare at breakneck speed along the official road.

Mu Nanzhi leaned against him, her body swaying, and said intermittently:

Slow down, slow down, you're going too fast.

Are we running away?

Xu Qian concentrated on galloping and said, "Otherwise? Stay in the inn and wait for the county magistrate to mobilize troops to encircle and suppress them, and then kill them all? We are now people of the Jianghu, and we are doing Jianghu things."

Mu Nanzhi, panting heavily, asked, "What about matters of the martial world?"

"Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles; after the deed is done, dust off your clothes and disappear, concealing your identity and name."

He was quick to avenge wrongs and would draw his sword to strike when he saw injustice on the road.

This is the world of martial arts.

After saying that, he ignored the most beautiful woman in the Great Feng and immersed a Primordial Spirit into the fragment of the Earth Book. In the hazy mirror space, a slender golden dragon quietly solidified in mid-air.

It seemed to be sealed by fragments of the Earth Book, or perhaps it was in a deep sleep.

"My range of sensing dragon energy hasn't changed, but I can increase it using fragments of the Earth Book. Will the range expand as I collect more dragon energy in the future?"

"In addition, I am now like a dragon with good fortune, so my luck will improve, and the wonderful days of picking up silver every day will come back."

"My internal energy has been fully restored, and I'm no longer just picking up money. Therefore, I have no choice but to use the methods of the Heavenly Gu Clan to shield myself."

Although it was only a tiny wisp of dragon energy, Xu Qi'an was still extremely excited. The cultivation of the Seven Deadly Gu was quite successful, and he had also collected two materials for the Soul Summoning Bell Law Artifact. Now, he had successfully collected a wisp of dragon energy.

The mission is progressing smoothly.

Four days later, the two arrived at a place called Pingzhou.

Xu Qi'an led the mare along the official road. The sun was shining brightly today, and Xu Qi'an was in a cheerful mood.

Sitting on horseback, Mu Nanzhi flipped through the "Great Feng: Geography" and said in a serious tone:

Pingzhou is a wonderful place; it's rich in minerals and famous for its porcelain.

As she looked around, her face fell. "It's a pity there's nothing good to eat."

With nothing good to eat... Xu Qi'an suddenly felt utterly bored.

"However, the women of Pingzhou are especially beautiful, elegant without being vulgar, and passionate."

Mu Nanzhi then added.

Being "passionate," whether describing a man or a woman, implies being easily seduced into bed...

Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up, and images of brothels and pleasure quarters flashed through his mind.

What a great place!

"See, see, I just said something casually and you got all excited!"

Mu Nanzhi pointed at him and shouted.

Huh? It's a lie... Xu Qi'an suddenly felt utterly bored.

As lunchtime approached, the two finally entered the city. Xu Qi'an stared intently at the young women by the roadside, finding that most of them were of average appearance. Mu Nanzhi, on the other hand, felt as if she had come home.

Suddenly, the two heard the sound of a suona horn, playing a rhythmic melody, accompanied by muffled but equally rhythmic drumbeats.

Turning around, I saw a group of people slowly approaching, with a banner held high at the front: East Sea Dragon Palace!

At the center of the procession was a sedan chair, which had no roof and was covered by a curtain.

Two women and one man, named Ai, sat on a large chair covered with animal hides and soft pillows.

Through the thin curtains, the young man's striking good looks, with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, were clearly visible. He had a woman in each arm, and a wicked smile played on his lips.

He seemed to thoroughly enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by women, occasionally whispering to them in his ear.

The most eye-catching were the two women dressed casually, their voluptuous figures barely concealed.

They are at the most alluring age of a woman's life, with bright, star-like eyes, delicate, arched eyebrows, and exquisite features.

They looked almost identical, but one was as cold as ice, and the other was languid and charming. Both leaned against the man's chest, revealing sweet expressions.

Either of these two ripe peaches is an exceptional beauty.

Once they become a pair, the meaning changes completely.

Xu Qi'an calmly withdrew his gaze. He keenly sensed the envious, jealous, and resentful emotions of the passersby around him. Of course, his ability to perceive these emotions had nothing to do with his own envy, jealousy, and resentment.

What kind of martial arts force is the East Sea Dragon Palace? The twin sisters, Xu Qi'an, murmured to themselves, unable to bear watching any longer. They led their little mare away quickly.

After asking around, the two arrived at the largest inn in Pingzhou.

Pingzhou was very wealthy, relying on its abundant iron mines and porcelain, as well as the canal wharf outside the city, making its commerce highly developed.

After reading "The Great Feng: Geography", Mu Nanzhi felt that there was no good food here. In fact, there are all kinds of shops in the bustling city, selling all kinds of local specialties and snacks.

As the largest "Caiyuan Inn" in the city, it has a grand three-story main building.

There are several more elegant courtyards behind, catering to wealthy guests, such as the tycoon Xu Qi'an.

This inn has another unique feature: when guests stay in the elegant courtyard, the waiter will present them with a portrait of a girl from "Qingci Pavilion," the largest brothel in the city.

Once a guest has chosen a girl, the inn will call her over for them.

"Oh, the innkeeper and the owner of the Celadon Pavilion are the same person."

Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, and then, under Mu Nanzhi's icy gaze, reluctantly tossed the portrait back to the waiter, saying:

"No need. She's not very attractive; I wouldn't be interested."

The innkeeper hurriedly held up the portrait, a thin stack of paper, and upon hearing this, glanced at Mu Nanzhi.

"Please make yourself at home, sir. If you need anything, just let me know. There are always people waiting outside the courtyard."

He turned around with a smile, then pursed his lips.

With this older woman's looks, which girl in Qingci Pavilion wouldn't be ten or a hundred times better than her?

This customer looks young, and although he's plain-looking, he's very generous. Why would he take a fancy to a woman who's older and unattractive?

Could it be that he has a strange fetish?

Of course, any kind of quirk is not strange. The innkeeper even saw an old man who liked pale-faced boys. When he was guarding outside the courtyard at night, he heard the pale-faced boys' heart-wrenching screams, which really made his anus tighten.

Xu Qi'an and the most beautiful woman in Great Feng sat in the courtyard drinking yellow wine and enjoying lunch. A small stove was placed at their feet, warming the yellow wine infused with ginger and spices.

"At this point, adding a free-range egg would be perfect; crack it into the rice wine and cook it together."

Xu Qi'an suddenly remembered his father's taste in rice wine from his previous life.

At that moment, a woman wearing an indigo-blue dress pushed open the courtyard gate without permission.

She glanced around and said calmly, "Brother, my master lives in this courtyard. I hope you will part with it."

She was haughty, but her actions were still fairly proper. She took out a gold ingot from her sleeve:

"This is compensation from my master."

Xu Qi'an recognized the clothes she was wearing; they were from the group he had encountered on the street not long ago, the one carrying the "East Sea Dragon Palace" banner.

The man, who appeared to be the master of the Dragon Palace, was embracing a pair of twin sisters on either side.

P. S.: I'm sorry, I've been having health problems lately, and I feel overwhelmed. I feel like I could fall ill at any moment. When my physical condition deteriorates to a certain point, I can vaguely sense the warning signs. My mental state is also very depressed.

I will continue to update, but if I need to take sick leave one day, I may need to rest for a long time. I'm sorry, I've tried my best.