Urban Shen Lang (Complete) - Chapter 23

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Chapter 194 It was you!
Yi Xueman slipped into the dressing room to change her clothes. After a slight disguise, she magically transformed into a slender and stylish young woman. Her head was covered by a hoodie, and she put on a pair of large sunglasses. You could no longer see any trace of Yi Xueman.
Yi Xueman happily twirled around in front of Shen Lang and said, "Little brother, can you still tell?"
Shen Lang, a little dizzy from the sight, blurted out, "Just looking at that figure, sister, you'd definitely cause a commotion if you walked down the street! ^^" Yi Xueman felt sweet inside at the compliment from her beloved. She walked over and took Shen Lang's arm, saying, "You're so sweet-talking! Okay, let's go see a movie. It's probably almost over by now!"
Shen Lang said, "Yeah, it's a bit of a shame. I came to the premiere but didn't get to see the movie. What a pity!"
Yi Xueman laughed, "Don't be sad. Come to my house sometime, and I'll show you the uncut version." Shen Lang became interested and asked, "Will there be any explicit scenes?" "
Yi Xueman was both amused and annoyed. She lightly slapped Shen Lang on the head and said coquettishly, 'You're not learning anything good, you're asking for a beating! How could I possibly film any explicit scenes? At most, it's just some fun clips and some sensitive scenes that didn't pass censorship.'
Shen Lang laughed, 'I've never filmed any explicit scenes, but the movie we're going to make in the future seems to have quite a few. Are you sure you can handle it?'
Yi Xueman retorted defiantly, 'I'm an actress, of course I can play any role convincingly. Just you wait and see!'...
The two whispered as they entered the screening room, walking towards Rong Danru's direction. Along the way, Yi Xueman indeed distracted the audience, but her disguise was still quite successful, and she wasn't recognized.
Rong Danru saw a tall, beautiful woman with a fantastic figure walking arm in arm with Shen Lang from afar, and a surge of jealousy immediately welled up in her heart. Questions arose in her mind: Who is this woman? What is her relationship with Shen Lang? Why is her figure even better than hers?" She knew her figure was the result of dancing since childhood, though she stopped dancing as she grew taller, but she figured she'd maintained it perfectly. Yet, compared to this beautiful woman, she felt a pang of inferiority. That woman's figure was something else!
Lost in thought, Rong Danru approached, and to her utter astonishment, she discovered the woman was Yi Xueman!
Good heavens, Yi Xueman was in the audience too? They were incredibly bold; being recognized was the start of chaos and a storm. However, Rong Danru finally felt a little relieved. No wonder the figure looked familiar; it was Yi Xueman.
Since it was Yi Xueman, Rong Danru's jealousy lessened considerably, though not completely. Although Rong Danru had long suspected a somewhat ambiguous relationship between Shen Lang and Yi Xueman, suspicion was one thing, seeing was believing. They'd been gone for ages; who knew what they'd been doing? Although she was mentally prepared, Rong Danru still couldn't completely ignore it. After all, it was her man fooling around with other women; what did it matter if it was her idol?
Shen Lang and Yi Xueman walked up and suddenly noticed a familiar-looking beauty sitting next to Rong Danru. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ning Meng, the ever-changing woman, now dressed in a casual dress, looking every bit the sweet and charming young girl.
Shen Lang was quite surprised; why was this girl here too?
Ning Meng didn't have Rong Danru's awareness. Seeing Shen Lang and a slender beauty approaching, she seemed somewhat unprepared, her expression strange, her face constantly shifting. Just as she was about to scream, Shen Lang swiftly covered Ning Meng's mouth with his hand. Ning Meng blushed slightly. "You jerk, you just come up and cover my mouth! How arrogant! Did you think I was going to scream? I was just feeling a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap!"
Seeing Shen Lang glaring at her with threatening eyes, Ning Meng was both angry and embarrassed. In a moment of impulsiveness, she bit Shen Lang's finger.
Shen Lang winced in pain, sheepishly releasing his hand with a somewhat stern expression.
Seeing Shen Lang's discomfiture, Rong Danru's emotional level rose slightly, though still hovering below 5.
Yi Xueman walked over, took Shen Lang's hand, examined it carefully, and whispered, "Are you alright?"
Shen Lang shook his head, indicating he was fine.
Yi Xueman glanced at Ning Meng, finding the little girl's pitiful appearance, and couldn't bring herself to be angry, shaking her head helplessly.
Seeing Yi Xueman's unabashed intimacy with Shen Lang and her expression of concern, Rong Danru's emotional level dropped again. However, she wouldn't actually be angry. In fact, she couldn't bring herself to be angry. She believed that apart from competitors, no one would be angry with Yi Xueman; she was the kind of near-perfect woman, making it impossible to feel any negative emotions towards her.
Ning Meng, perhaps due to her extensive experience or immunity, seemed unfazed and didn't show much surprise. She simply smiled playfully at Yi Xueman, as this wasn't the place for a deep conversation.
Yi Xueman smiled back, indicating her understanding.
Shen Lang and Yi Xueman sat down. The movie "Broken Bridge" was nearing its end, probably in about half an hour. Most of the audience was focused on the film and didn't notice the little incident that had occurred in this corner.
Shen Lang sat next to Rong Danru, with Yi Xueman on his other side. This made Ning Meng's mind wander. She thought to herself, "How can my good friend Xiaoru remain so composed in the face of a love rival? It's really strange." Shen Lang, speaking across Rong Danru, asked Ning Meng, "Ning, beautiful lady, long time no see! What brings you here?"
Ning Meng casually replied, "What, can't I come?"
Shen Lang laughed, "Of course you can, but why didn't I see you earlier?"
Ning Meng said, "I arrived late. When I came in, I saw Xiaoru alone, so I sat down here."
Shen Lang felt a little strange and was puzzled. This corner was quite far from the entrance, and the lighting was dim. How could he have spotted Danru? However, he didn't dwell on it. Perhaps it really was a coincidence. The lights should have been turned on during intermission; maybe she arrived around that time.
At that moment, Yi Xueman suddenly received a phone call. It was the director looking for her.
Yi Xueman looked a little helpless and apologized to the three of them, "I can't even watch a movie in peace. The director needs me to do something, I have to go over there. It might be one of those social engagements again." Shen Lang asked worriedly, "Are you alright? Do you need any help?"
Yi Xueman replied, "I'm probably fine. Social engagements happen all the time, as long as it's not someone like the guy you just knocked out."
Shen Lang said, "Call me if anything happens later, I promise I'll be within 100 meters and within 5 seconds."
Yi Xueman felt a warmth in her heart and said softly, "Okay, I'll remember."
Then she said goodbye to Rong Danru and Ning Meng and drifted away.
Seeing Shen Lang still staring at Yi Xueman's back, Ning Meng felt a little jealous of her best friend and teased, "Hey, you big Casanova, she's already gone, still watching?"
Shen Lang turned around and chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, watching a movie, watching a movie!"
Actually, Ning Meng was wrong about Shen Lang. He was just locking a wisp of his divine sense onto Yi Xueman so he could be fully aware of her surroundings. If anyone tried to cause trouble, Shen Lang would immediately detect it. Moreover, with this layer of divine sense energy protecting her, ordinary people shouldn't be able to get close to Yi Xueman.
Fortunately, they were all in the same theater; otherwise, Shen Lang would be powerless at a distance. With his current skill, he could only extend his divine sense up to 500 meters. Beyond the protective line of 100 meters, he could only "look" but not "move." Rong and Ning chuckled upon hearing this, their smiles blooming like flowers, their beauty radiant.
Rong Danru scolded him playfully, a hint of jealousy in her voice, "Silly boy! Has he bewitched you?" Shen
Lang didn't argue, just grinned foolishly, making Rong Danru feel a bit annoyed but unable to get angry. She could only continue watching the movie, which was getting increasingly exciting. After a while, Rong Danru suddenly whispered, "I can't take it anymore, the lines in this movie are so classic, I have to write them down... Uh, I don't think I brought a notebook. Xiaomeng, do you have any paper and a pen?"
Ning Meng said "Oh," and casually replied, "I might have a little."
She took out a notepad from her bag, but then seemed to remember something and quickly stuffed the sticky notes back in, glancing guiltily at Shen Lang.
But it was too late. Shen Lang had already seen the notepad, which was exactly the same as the one the mysterious person in the bathroom had used.
Actually, it's common for notepads to be identical, but Ning Meng's act of stuffing it back in clearly showed a guilty conscience and an attempt to make amends, which aroused Shen Lang's suspicion.
Rong Danru asked curiously, "Why did you shrink back again? Don't be so stingy, I'll buy you a new one when we get back." Ning Meng felt like crying. She had just done something naughty, but she didn't expect to be exposed so quickly. So, unwillingly, she took out the sticky note and handed it to Rong Danru.
Rong Danru, unaware of what had just happened, naturally didn't think too much about it and grabbed it, saying, "Where's the pen?"
Ning Meng took out the pen with a mournful face. It was the same pen that had appeared in the bathroom earlier.
When Shen Lang took out the sticky note, he wasn't too sure, but with this pen, even the most coincidental thing couldn't be this coincidental, right? The mysterious person from earlier was actually Ning Meng!
Ning Meng is a cultivator? Otherwise, how could she shield her divine sense?
Shen Lang still couldn't believe it. He had had some contact with Ning Meng before, so why hadn't he noticed that she was a cultivator? Were the paper and pen just coincidences?
Shen Lang began to probe indirectly: "Ning Meng, when did you arrive?"
Ning Meng knew Shen Lang was starting to suspect her, but with Rong Danru as a witness, she couldn't lie. She could only bite the bullet and say, "Actually, I arrived when you were walking the red carpet, but we weren't sitting together."
Shen Lang asked, "Then when did you sit next to Danru?"
Ning Meng replied, "Just now, when the movie started."
Shen Lang said, "You went to the restroom just now, didn't you?"
Ning Meng gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, stop asking. I'll just admit it. It's like interrogating a criminal. That person was me!"
Rong Danru asked in surprise, "What are you two talking about?"
Shen Lang was a little embarrassed to say, and Ning Meng wanted to speak, but Shen Lang stopped her with a look.
Rong Danru became even more curious: "What's going on?" Shen
Lang said, "I'll tell you when we get back."
Rong Danru glared at Shen Lang helplessly, but quickly became absorbed in the movie again and gave up on asking further questions.
Shen Lang began to use telepathic communication, asking, "Miss Ning, who exactly are you?"
This was merely a test, but he hadn't expected Ning Meng to use this tactic, replying telepathically, "Who am I? A woman!"
Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat, nearly collapsing under his seat. "I'm a man, how could I not tell you're a woman? I'm asking about your identity, don't play dumb! "

Chapter 195 As his
sweat subsided, Shen Lang was even more shocked. He realized a huge problem: how could Ning Meng also use telepathic communication? Was she a cultivator?
"How do you know this?"
Shen Lang asked incredulously. Ning Meng replied with no small amount of pride, "Am I the only one allowed to do this? It's not like it's your patented skill. I can't just learn it whenever I want, do I need to report it?" Shen Lang was speechless.
It was true, but this girl was hiding it too well! He'd known her for so long and hadn't noticed a thing. Was Ning Meng just too good at pretending, or was he just too incompetent?
Seeing Shen Lang's discomfiture, Ning Meng couldn't help but chuckle. She transmitted her voice, "By the way, Shen Lang, do you remember our promise?"
Shen Lang didn't react immediately, or perhaps he was still reeling from the shock of Ning Meng being a cultivator. He subconsciously repeated, "Promise? What promise?"
Ning Meng immediately gave him a resentful look, staring intently at Shen Lang, seemingly oblivious to the existence of Rong Danru, her official girlfriend. Her gaze and expression were as if Shen Lang had abandoned her after seducing her, filled with resentment and sorrow. However, this almost perfect expression didn't attract the attention of anyone else, because almost everyone was engrossed in the movie, including Rong Danru. The relationship between the male and female protagonists in the movie was too complicated, and many people, like Ning Meng, wore resentful and melancholic expressions, intently watching. Furthermore, since Ning Meng and Shen Lang were only communicating through voice transmission, even Rong Danru, standing between them, was unaware that these two shameless individuals were flirting behind her back. However, the two, addicted to voice transmission, didn't realize this and continued their clandestine whispers.
"No way? You really forgot? It's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten what you promised her? You're so heartless!"
Ning Meng began to condemn Shen Lang's forgetfulness, but her accusations sounded as if Shen Lang had actually done something to wrong her.
Shen Lang was even more confused. He felt wronged; he really couldn't remember promising Ning Meng anything. Could it be that Ning Meng did this on purpose? Or... did she like him but was too shy to say it, forcing him to confess first? That
couldn't be it; that idea was too far-fetched. With Rong Danru here, even if Ning Meng was a hopeless romantic, she wouldn't dare to steal him away in front of everyone. Shen Lang quickly dismissed this overly fanciful thought. Shen Lang continued to analyze. Ning Meng's mother owned a five-star hotel and was a billionaire, so she was much richer than him. There was absolutely no reason for her to cling to him. Old Shen still had some self-awareness; he shouldn't be so complacent.
Shen Lang fell into deep thought. What exactly did I promise her?
Suddenly, an image of a building flashed through Shen Lang's mind. "Damn it," he thought, "so that's what it was about." He remembered the time Ning Meng had kept him company on the rooftop when he was feeling down. They had made a promise that he would sleep on the rooftop with her in the summer, feeling the cool breeze and starlight. "Damn it," he thought, "summer's already here!"
Shen Lang slapped his forehead in frustration. "Why couldn't I remember?" he thought. "This is so wrong of me! When did my memory get so bad?"
Seeing Shen Lang's suddenly enlightened expression, and his repeated slapping of his head, Ning Meng laughed, "You big dummy, you finally remembered, didn't you?"
Shen Lang said somewhat embarrassedly, "It's not my fault. What you said just now was too ambiguous, and I misunderstood. I think, I don't think I did anything to you, right? It's really strange. If I did something to you, how could I have no recollection of it?"
Hearing Shen Lang's vague and slightly flirtatious words, Ning Meng blushed and spat, "Go to hell! Who's being ambiguous, you or me? You men are all the same, all you think about is that kind of mess between men and women. Can't you learn from Liu Xiahui?"
Shen Lang laughed, "Miss Ning, you're mistaken. I don't have the abilities of Old Master Liu. He's an exceptional individual, one in thousands of years. Have you ever heard of a second Liu Xiahui? Actually, I really doubt whether Liu Xiahui even exists in this world." Ning Meng chuckled, her charm instantly blossoming, and said, "How could he not exist? You men only know how to make excuses. You can't do what he did, so you doubt his existence. That's so irresponsible. Does that mean you doubt Oppenheimer's existence just because you can't build an atomic bomb?"
Shen Lang thought to himself, "This girl's mouth is quite sharp, but she seems a bit lacking compared to me, Old Shen. I'll show her what she's made of when she tries to twist the words 'unreasonable,' 'soliciting arguments,' and 'distorting the truth.'"
"I'm not just doubting you on purpose, I have some reasons and evidence. I always
persuade people with reason." Ning Meng found it amusing and laughed, "What evidence do you have? Tell me, if you make sense, I'll let you go, otherwise I'll fight you. You probably already know, my kung fu is no less than yours!"
Shen Lang sweated and shook his head, "Women, it's better to be gentle. You should be like before, that lovable, ever-changing woman is more suitable for you. Don't fight all the time, you'll have a hard time getting married in the future. A shrew will always be hard to sell..." Before
Shen Lang could finish, Ning Meng was already about to explode, and she shouted, "Go to hell! If you say another word, I'll duel you right now!" Shen Lang hastily surrendered, saying, "
Alright then, I won't say anymore. To avoid violating the traditional Chinese virtue of 'a good man doesn't fight with a woman,' I'll explain the principle of Liu Xiahui to you, so you won't think I'm bullying you. I'm always very reasonable, you know..."
A minute passed, and seeing that Shen Lang was still rambling on and not getting to the point, Ning Meng couldn't help but urge him, "Are you the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang? So much nonsense, just get to the point!" Shen Lang continued unhurriedly, "The principle is profound, I'm explaining it now. I'll explain it while I'm rambling, so you won't get bored. You know, even the strictest interview with the Dancing Ape gives you a few minutes to come up with an answer!"
Ning Meng scoffed, "What answer? If you can't answer, just surrender! I'm not an unreasonable person, I'll forgive you."
Shen Lang said, "Hehe, alright, I'll start now." "Legend has it that on a dark and cold winter night..."
Shen Lang had only uttered one sentence when Ning Meng suddenly shouted, "Stop!"
Shen Lang was taken aback, as if he had been interrupted during sex, and said uncomfortably, "What's wrong? I only said one sentence! Don't you know that interrupting someone is very impolite?"
Ning Meng retorted confidently, "I have my reasons for interrupting you. There are obviously many grammatical errors in your sentence, the most important being repetition and redundancy. Darkness definitely means nighttime, and coldness already means winter. To be more concise, just say 'cold night.' The way you said it is clearly just padding the word count." Shen Lang rolled his eyes, "Miss Ning, do you think this is a novel? Picking and choosing words? Besides, darkness could mean it's about to rain, or the sky is overcast, or there's a sandstorm. Does it have to be nighttime? Also, early spring and late autumn can be cold, and it snows in June!" There's ample evidence in "The Injustice to Dou E"; as for "cold" meaning winter, that's even more incorrect—warm winters were common, weren't they?"
Ning Meng spat, unconvinced, "The environment was so good in ancient times, where would there be sandstorms or warm winters?"
Shen Lang said, "That's not necessarily true. Prehistoric times included several wet and warm periods and an ice age, don't be so unconvinced. I'll continue now. If you encounter anything you disagree with, please keep your opinions to yourself, and we'll discuss them together later, okay?"
Ning Meng had already admitted she couldn't win the argument and said guiltily, "Okay!"
Shen Lang wiped his sweat and continued, "Legend has it that on a dark... oh, no, not dark. Legend has it that on a cold night, Liu Xiahui was sleeping in a city gate tunnel when a rogue came seeking lodging. Fearing she would freeze to death, Liu Xiahui had her sit in his lap and wrapped her tightly in his outer garment. They sat like that all night, and what amazed people was that no indecent behavior occurred during this long night. From then on, Liu Xiahui was praised as a virtuous gentleman who 'remained unmoved even with a woman in his lap.'" Ning
Meng couldn't help but interrupt, "What kind of explanation is that? It's clearly just telling a story, and I've heard it before. Let's get to the point!"
Shen Lang said, "Actually, this is just one version of the Liu Xiahui story. I'm just offering my opinion on this version so you have something to refer to."
Ning Meng drawled in a slightly coquettish voice, "Alright, Brother Yu, please continue!"
"Brother Yu?"
Shen Lang got goosebumps all over. This way of addressing him was really novel. Only the Queen of the Women's Kingdom would call Tang Sanzang that, right? You girl, just say "I am Tang Sanzang" directly! "Royal Brother" is simply slander! Is Tang Sanzang as handsome as me? Humph! Chapter

196 Fierce Girl
"First of all, we have a very important and crucial question that we must clarify: who spread the story that Liu Xiahui sat with that woman all night?
I guess you haven't even thought about this question, but it's very simple, there are only two possibilities: either Liu Xiahui or that woman. ^^ Was it Liu Xiahui himself? If he were truly a gentleman, would he openly boast about himself like that? No, so this story wasn't spread by Liu Xiahui.
Was it that woman? I don't think so either. If that woman were a respectable woman, wouldn't she have some shyness and reserve? Why would she spread it around? So, it wasn't that woman who said it last year either.
So, since neither of the parties involved is the one who said it, then who did it?
Then we need to consider another possibility: what if Liu Xiahui wasn't a gentleman?
If he wasn't a gentleman, he would think, "If I have sex with this woman now, it's only once, and she might accuse me of rape, ruining my reputation. But if I don't have sex with her now, she'll be moved and have nowhere else to go, so she'll definitely marry me, and I can have sex with her for life. That's called playing the long game!"
Ning Meng frowned and spat, "Pah! Be so cautious! Liu Xiahui isn't as despicable as you think!"
Shen Lang said very seriously, "How could he not be? As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. There are plenty of hypocritical people out there, and besides, I have evidence. Let me explain the reasoning behind this. You see, Liu Xiahui took off his outer garment and sat with that woman all night, but couldn't he have given up his blanket or clothes? Why did he have to hold her all night?" What's worse, he even took off his outer garment to hug her; that's really insidious."
Ning Meng thought about it and also found it puzzling, pondering, "The story doesn't mention that he had a quilt. Maybe he was very poor and didn't even have a quilt? In that case, if Liu Xiahui gave up his clothes, wouldn't he freeze to death? Hugging each other can at least keep warm!"
Shen Lang exclaimed, "Hey, Miss Ning, you're quite the debater! I admire you! Since that's the case, then I'll continue to reason with you. Tell me, if a man sits with his clothes open, hugging a young woman all night, and nothing happens, what's the reason?"
Ning Meng replied without hesitation, "He's a gentleman!"
Shen Lang said, "Gentleman my foot! Let me tell you, there are only three possibilities.
First, Liu Xiahui is impotent." The idea of "remaining unmoved while holding a woman in one's lap" completely goes against human nature. Absolutely no normal adult man could hold a woman close all night without experiencing any sexual arousal. Unless he's impotent or a eunuch. In that case, there's nothing more to say.
Secondly, Liu Xiahui was a "piao piao" (a homosexual). What does "piao piao" mean? It means gay, or "glass," you could call it "liuli" (a type of glass), it's the same thing. If that's the case, he would hold a woman like he's holding his own brother or sister, so naturally he wouldn't react. Even if the woman deliberately seduced him, he wouldn't react unless she forced him, but I think women in ancient times weren't that unrestrained.
As for the third point, hehe, it must be that the woman was too ugly. Like Sister Feng or Furong, let alone reacting, looking at them too much would make you frigid."
Lemon finally couldn't stand it anymore and laughed and scolded, "Nonsense, where were there such ugly people in ancient times? It's only now, with people drinking too much trichloromethane, that we see extreme cases like Sister Feng. Women in ancient times must have been very beautiful, like the Four Beauties." Shen Lang chuckled and said, "Who said there weren't ugly women in ancient times? Have you heard the story of Guan Yu escorting his sworn sister-in-law a thousand miles? You have? Haha, that's great. It saves me a lot of breath to tell you stories." "Guan Yu's journey to escort his sister-in-law a thousand miles was a long and arduous one, but do you know why no romantic encounters happened during that time?"
Ning Meng: "Guan Yu was devoted to Liu Bei, of course. A brother
's wife is not to be trifled with." Shen Lang said: "Come on, Guan Yu didn't have such high moral standards. Do you think it's normal for a middle-aged man to go months without touching a woman? The real reason is that his two sisters-in-law were too stunning. Like Sister Feng."
Ning Meng said: "Stop mentioning Sister Feng, I'm sick of it. Please consider everyone's feelings."
Shen Lang chuckled awkwardly: "Okay, fine, I won't mention her. How about Cao Cao? You should know Cao Cao, right... cough cough, don't swear, I thought you didn't.
Speaking of which, Cao Cao was known as the 'Divine Traveler'... You mean Dai Zong? Forget it, it's just that later, when the author of *Water Margin* didn't have a nickname, she forcibly took Cao Cao's nickname and gave it to Dai Zong... What nonsense!" This is based on historical evidence. As the saying goes, "Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears." What else could it be but a legendary figure? Otherwise, why don't people say, "Speak of Dai Zong, and Dai Zong appears"? ...Okay, okay, okay, don't hit me, I'll continue. Everyone knows that Cao Cao was a very lecherous man... Don't interrupt me, okay? Pay attention!
Where was I? Oh, speaking of Cao Cao's lechery, that guy especially liked to sleep with young women. Every time he conquered a city, he would gather all the eligible young women in the city and pick and choose the ones he found pleasing to the eye to favor." Ning Meng blushed and retorted, "Pah! Cao Cao wasn't like that at all!"
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Just listen to it for now, believe it for now. It's just unofficial history, don't take it too seriously. " Later, Cao Cao captured Guan Yu and Liu Bei's two wives. He was overjoyed; Liu Bei was a famous figure and a member of the imperial family. Having wives of a famous person and a member of the imperial family would surely be incredibly exciting. However, upon seeing them, he was dumbfounded and exclaimed, "Liu Bei is truly a divine man!"
Do you know what this means? Actually, this statement has two layers of meaning—First, it refers to Liu Bei having such a valiant subordinate as Guan Yu, which Cao Cao envied. Therefore, he called Liu Bei a divine man; otherwise, how could he have subdued such a fierce general as Guan Yu? It's like a national treasure stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Second, it refers to Liu Bei daring to marry those two wives who looked like Zhong Kui (a legendary exorcist). Who is Zhong Kui? A ghost-exorcising expert! Uglier than ghosts, hence his ability to exorcise them. What else could someone be but a god to dare marry women uglier than ghosts? What mortal would be so brave?
As for Guan Yu, that guy only had eyes for Diao Chan, and no other women. Naturally, he had no interest in those two female Zhong Kui, thus eliminating the possibility of developing feelings over time. So, on the other hand, by the same token, one possible reason why Liu Xiahui didn't touch that woman is because she also looks like Zhong Kui!
"Report complete, please correct me, heroine!"
"Haha..."
Ning Meng finally could
n't help but laugh, laughing so hard she was almost breathless. This was a huge disaster. In the movie, Yi Xueman and the male lead were experiencing a heart-wrenching farewell, and many viewers were already in tears. Suddenly hearing Ning Meng laugh like that, they couldn't help but glare at her angrily. If looks could kill, Ning Meng would definitely be instantly killed. But Ning Meng had good manners; seeing someone glare at her, she glared back confidently, making the other person feel guilty.
Shen Lang sighed inwardly, "What a talent!
" Ning Meng's voice came through again: "Shen Lang, what a mess you've made!"
Shen Lang innocently asked, "What did I do?"
Ning Meng said, "Your nonsense has ruined the reputations of six famous historical figures and four lesser-known ones."
Shen Lang said, "Am I that guilty?" "Who are they?"
Ning Meng: "The six famous historical figures are Liu Xiahui, Cao Cao, Guan Yu, Liu Bei, Zhong Kui, and Diao Chan. The four lesser-known historical figures are the woman in Liu Xiahui's arms, Liu Bei's two wives, and me. You made me laugh, which led to everyone pointing fingers at me. You'll have to cover for my reputation!"
Shen Lang asked, bewildered, "How will you cover for me?"
Ning Meng blurted out, "Sleep with me tonight!"
Shen Lang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He stammered, "What did you say?"
Ning Meng's pretty face was already flushed. She hurriedly corrected herself, "I meant you have to sleep with me on the rooftop of this building."
"Uh..."
Shen Lang's eyes widened even more.
Ning Meng almost cried. She gritted her teeth and said, "I mean... never mind, let's sleep! Tonight, you're in charge of finding a building, like the one we climbed when we were drinking last time. I want to go up and enjoy the cool breeze!"
Shen Lang wiped his sweat. " Miss Ning is indeed quite bold."

Chapter 197 Not a Gentleman
To be honest, Ning Meng's suggestion had a certain allure and appeal to Shen Lang. A beautiful woman inviting him to sleep with her—this kind of thing is rare and hard to come by, like a torrential rain in the south, something that only comes once every few years. ^^ He'd seen beautiful women invite him to chat, but it was usually over the phone, just hearing her voice without meeting her, which was quite boring. At most, it was just some verbal and vocal sex, like drawing a picture of a cake to satisfy hunger.
He'd also seen beautiful women invite him to drink with them, but that usually happened in bars or karaoke rooms. At most, there would be some flirtatious glances and physical contact. If you dared to actually seduce someone, you'd be sent to a brothel like those in "Heaven on Earth."
As for inviting someone to sleep with you, that's a whole different story. You can do whatever you want; anything is possible. Whether it actually happens depends entirely on your own abilities.
Although this suggestion was incredibly damaging, it didn't mean Shen Lang would be instantly defeated. He glanced at Rong Danru, who was engrossed in watching a movie, and that saved him. His wicked thoughts were shattered by reality. His girlfriend was right there, and he was still thinking about cheating—how could he tolerate this?
"Miss Ning, I don't seem to be feeling very mobile today." Ning Meng asked, puzzled. "Not feeling very mobile? What's wrong? You also have your period?"
"Your period? Cough cough, I do have those few days every month, but they're separate."
Shen Lang explained, sweating profusely. "But Xiaoru's here, right? We haven't... you know, it's been many days since she said anything. How could I ignore her?" "If you were me, could you bear to leave your delicate girlfriend and do something immoral with her best friend?"
Ning Meng was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, blushed, and spat, "Pah! We're neither mother and son nor siblings, what immoral nonsense! As for Xiaoru, don't bring her up. What's wrong with me lending you my things for one night? Xiaoru isn't the kind of person who would abandon friends for a man, nor is she that stingy!"
Shen Lang said aggrievedly, "What are you talking about? You treat her like an object? You just lend her your things like that?"
Ning Meng said, "Don't be so self-righteous, you're not an object at all." Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat again, "Please don't insult me!"
Ning Meng threatened, "If you don't agree, I'll not only curse you, but I'll also find a way to let Xiaoru hear it. Hmph, I'll tell her we have a huge affair, that you seduced me and then abandoned me, forcing me to have several abortions."
Shen Lang was speechless, his face full of black lines. He had just called this girl crazy, and she was getting even more aggressive. She was determined to find fault with him. Shen Lang almost suspected that Yue Fei was killed because he was falsely accused of seducing the emperor's wife. Fine, I won't fight you this time. I give in. For the sake of my and Xiaoru's happy life, I, Old Shen, will endure it.
“Okay, I agree to sleep in the building, but… don’t you think we’re going too far?”
Ning Meng: “Too far what?”
Shen Lang said: “Isn’t this blatant adultery? You’re openly stealing your best friend’s boyfriend, don’t you feel ashamed and guilty?”
Ning Meng’s face flushed red, and she spat: “Pah, don’t be so cowardly, okay? Adultery, I just want to experience what it’s like to sleep in a building. Who told you to paint such a beautiful picture for me back then, saying that I would have thousands of lights under my feet, no mosquitoes and a cool breeze, and that I would feel closer to the sky and could reach for the stars.”
Shen Lang was stunned and shouted: “Damn it, when did I say those things? How could you just say that?” "Huh?"
Ning Meng said nonchalantly, "Can't I just improvise? Your language skills are too poor, of course you couldn't describe it like that, but that's definitely what you were thinking." Shen Lang was a little exasperated and said irritably, "That's definitely what you were thinking? If you condemn your boyfriend like that every day in the future, he'll be miserable. Don't even mention snow in June, it'll probably snow every day all summer long."
Ning Meng laughed heartlessly and said, "It's not that serious. I just want to experience what it's like to sleep under the open sky. If it's really comfortable, I'll rent a rooftop to sleep on this summer."
Shen Lang was speechless for a long time. What was wrong with this girl's head? She had a five-star hotel at home and didn't want to sleep on the rooftop. Wasn't she just asking for trouble?
Shen Lang couldn't help but recall his childhood. He'd bought a new notebook but didn't want to use it, insisting on exchanging it with Lin Yan for an old one. Then he'd write on the back, making Lin Yan ask incredulously several times, "Are you sure you want to exchange it?"
with a look that clearly said, "Are you an idiot?" Thinking about Ning Meng's words earlier, his own "idiotic" behavior of exchanging old for new was quite similar.
Seeing that Shen Lang didn't speak, Ning Meng continued to transmit her voice: "Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"
Shen Lang said dejectedly, "I've finally discovered that we have something in common?"
Ning Meng exclaimed "Ah!" in surprise, and asked with great interest, "What do you have in common?"
So, Shen Lang recounted how he had exchanged his new notebook for Lin Yan's old one. Ning Meng couldn't help but burst into laughter again, which stirred up a hornet's nest once more. At this moment, the male protagonist in the movie was on the verge of death, and the female protagonist was in tears. Many people's emotions had already been drawn in, and there were even sobs in the theater. Ning Meng's laughter at this moment completely destroyed this delicate and tragic atmosphere. Even Rong Danru looked over in disapproval.
No matter how thick-skinned Ning Meng was, she finally couldn't hold back this time. She grabbed Shen Lang's hand and said to Rong Danru, "Xiaoru, I'll borrow your boyfriend for the night. You can go back by yourself after the movie, okay!"
After saying that, she didn't care about Rong Danru's reaction and pulled Shen Lang out. Her strength was surprisingly great. Shen Lang felt that if he didn't use his ultimate strength, he would be carried away. Once outside the movie theater, Ning Meng shook off Shen Lang's hand as if throwing away a piece of trash, saying somewhat indignantly, "It's all your fault! It's so embarrassing! After watching movies for so many years, this is the first time I've ever run away in such a panic! I bet I'm the only person in decades to have run away from a movie theater like this, unprecedented and unparalleled. And all of this is your fault, Shen Lang! I want you to pay for it!"
Shen Lang felt somewhat wronged. If you're going to run away, just run away! Why are you dragging me along? However, he still asked, "How will you accompany me? Drink, chat, or sleep with me?"
Ning Meng was taken aback, then said, "I want all three! Three-way companionship, please!"
Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat, asking, "How exactly does 'three-way companionship' work?"
Ning Meng thought for a moment and said, "Now we'll go shopping—buy some drinks, some snacks, and two mats. After we've bought everything, we'll go find a building. Once we've found it, you'll be responsible for carrying me and all the things upstairs. Then you'll drink and chat with me, and finally, you'll sleep with me until it gets cold!"
Shen Lang said speechlessly, "Don't you think these are things your boyfriend should do?"
Ning Meng said, "I don't have a boyfriend yet, so you can make do with me for now. It's your honor to use you. Besides, you should know how to repay kindness. Who comforted you last time you were unhappy? Have you forgotten?"
Shen Lang muttered, "A gentleman doesn't expect anything in return for his kindness!"
Ning Meng said, "Didn't you see I'm wearing a skirt? That's not gentlemanly!"
Why does that sound so familiar? It felt like I'd heard that somewhere before…
For the next hour, Shen Lang played the role of a long-term laborer, responsible for everything from purchasing to transportation. Snacks, beer, bamboo mats, thin blankets, and various small items, even a single tent—he hauled up several large bags, all of which were piled on Shen Lang's shoulders. Ning Meng, like a domineering landlady, had no sympathy for her subordinates. Her only task was to supervise, leisurely following behind Shen Lang, watching him, a laborer oppressed by the mountains, with a sense of satisfaction and pride welling up within her. This was life! It felt so good to have someone being bullied.
Shen Lang walked down the street, attracting many stares and whispers. One exchange went like this: A woman said, "Look at her, and then look at you. You probably can't even match half of her strength."
A man replied, "What's the use of brute force?"
The woman retorted, "It is the use of brute force." The man was speechless.
Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat, wishing he could run away immediately. He hadn't expected to become a living example of how women belittle their husbands, and he felt incredibly aggrieved.
Shen Lang couldn't take it anymore. He felt the gazes around him were heavier than the weight on his back, and he spoke up, "Hey beautiful lady, where's your car? What era are we living in? Still using human transport?"
Ning Meng replied, "Car? I had the driver take it. We're going to climb a building now. Do you think a car can drive up there?"
Shen Lang was speechless. She had a point, she really did make sense. But... what about the journey to find the building? Carrying it like this wasn't a solution. Should they just find any unfinished building nearby?
As Shen Lang was thinking this, Ning Meng suddenly spoke up, "Are you thinking of just finding any building to settle for? That won't do. Even if you don't choose the tallest one in the city, it has to be at least 50 stories. Any lower and it'll be too shabby, and you might accidentally expose yourself. You wouldn't want someone's first time to be settled for like that, would you?"
Shen Lang felt a chill run down his spine. This could be considered a "first time," okay? Fine, it was a first time, a first time sleeping on a rooftop.
After the chill subsided, Shen Lang said somewhat unwillingly, "Beautiful lady, how did you know I wanted to just find a nearby building to settle for?"
Ning Meng said smugly, "Who am I? A genius beauty, a self-taught psychology master."
Shen Lang thought to himself, this girl's mental fortitude is much better than his. Every time he praised himself as a genius, although his face didn't blush, his heart was pounding, but she simply didn't blush or have her heart pound.
"Hey beautiful, how about we go to the rooftop of your hotel? It's over 70 stories high, that's tall enough, and there aren't any other buildings that tall nearby. It'll be the only one there, so you definitely won't have to worry about being exposed!"
Ning Meng refused without even thinking: "How can that be? We came here specifically to have some fun in the open, what kind of idea is it to sleep on the rooftop of your own place?"
"Have some fun in the open?"
Shen Lang almost tripped. This girl was definitely a genius; she could even come up with such a word. However, Shen Lang had to admit that the word was indeed very vivid, as long as you didn't misunderstand its meaning.

Chapter 198 The Hero's Wife
Half an hour later, the two finally stopped in front of a huge construction site. Huge promotional posters were pasted on the low walls surrounding the site, with advertising slogans that made his head spin: "Peak of Masterpieces, Supreme Exemplar, Aristocratic Life, Royal Mansion." Shen Lang quickly estimated that the tallest building on the construction site was at least 60 stories high, and it looked like it had already been topped out. He said to Ning Meng, "Boss, how about this one? 50 stories is definitely too many. It perfectly fits your requirements—'peak,' 'supreme,' 'noble,' 'royal.' I think to live here, one's status would have to be at least a descendant of Puyi. I guess I have no chance; I'm not even close to nobility or royalty."
Ning Meng looked up and shrugged, then laughed, "Although the advertising slogans are cringe-worthy, the height is real. It'll do!"
Before Shen Lang could speak, Ning Meng continued, "It's tall enough, but is it even suitable for sleeping? Go up and check out the layout." Shen Lang shook himself again. This girl really knows how to make things difficult! If I, Old Shen, were an ordinary person, I'd definitely collapse from exhaustion in this 100-story unfinished building. Oh well, what can I do? I'm not an ordinary person.
Shen Lang was thankful he wasn't this girl's boyfriend, otherwise he'd definitely be tormented to the point of shortening his lifespan. "My future buddy, take care!"
he thought. Suddenly, Shen Lang sneezed loudly, feeling a bit annoyed. He was a master, how could he sneeze? He couldn't figure it out.
The reason Shen Lang was so obedient was simply because he was thinking about how to extract Ning Meng's secret of telepathy. He was only being so compliant now that he'd gotten the secret out of her.
Before Shen Lang could finish his thought, Ning Meng suddenly said, "Shen Lang, are you thinking of extracting my secret?"
Shen Lang immediately denied it, but inside he was in turmoil. How could this be? His thoughts had been guessed time and again. Did this girl really have some kind of special ability?
Ning Meng glanced at Shen Lang teasingly and said, "It's okay, it's your freedom and right to think whatever you want. However, as your girlfriend's best friend, I advise you to give up on that idea. I absolutely will not tell you, unless... you exchange your secret with me."
Shen Lang was completely convinced. Damn it, this is unbelievable! Exchange your secret with me? What secret do I have? You guessed everything I was thinking. Fine, if I can't beat you, I'll just avoid you! I'll climb the building!
It was almost midnight, and the huge construction site was mostly dark except for a few lights. There was hardly any sound. Shen Lang had no worries; he leaped up like a bird, rising rapidly, his toes touching the scaffolding. After a few jumps, he landed steadily on the roof. Ning Meng's eyes lit up. Not bad, his cultivation was much higher than hers. She was confident she could also fly up, but compared to Shen Lang's graceful and effortless movements, she was far inferior.
Just as Shen Lang had estimated, the building was already topped out and the surface was relatively flat, with only some construction debris piled up at one end. Most of the area was clean and level ground; it could easily accommodate 200 people, let alone two.
A thought crossed Shen Lang's mind, and he nervously called Rong Danru, saying that Ning Meng had dragged him away to be a conscript, without specifying what it was about.
Rong Danru didn't think much of it, even jokingly thinking, "So what if something happened between them? Shen Lang has plenty of women; he's got more than enough to worry about. If it's going to rain, and my boyfriend wants to have other women, let him be." If Shen Lang knew what Rong Danru was thinking, he'd probably be thrilled.
In fact, people tend to go to extremes, always thinking of either the best or the worst possible outcome. This inevitably leads to two results: disappointment at not achieving the best, or elation at not encountering the worst. Actually, if people could balance their thoughts, they would live a more peaceful life, without such extreme emotional swings.
There are certainly more people who know these principles than those who don't, but unfortunately, far fewer who put them into practice. Often, nothing has actually happened, yet their hearts have already gone through several ups and downs. This might help build mental fortitude, but if it doesn't, it might just lead to heart disease. Rong Danru is just an ordinary woman, and naturally, she's no exception. Thinking about the worst-case scenario is actually a form of self-comfort. If nothing happens, that's naturally the best outcome, and she can continue living happily; if it does happen, at least she's mentally prepared, right?
Rong Danru's overthinking is quite innocent. Any woman, if her boyfriend, whom she's watching a movie with, is suddenly dragged away by her best friend for no apparent reason, wouldn't she have some reservations? ...
Shen Lang landed on the ground in a few leaps. Seeing that Ning Meng seemed a little impatient, he smiled apologetically and said, "It's very clean up there, you can go up now."
Ning Meng frowned and said, "Why did it take so long? I thought you had run away from the other side of the building."
Shen Lang hurriedly proved his innocence: "How could I? How could I miss such a good opportunity to be a companion to a beautiful woman? You said it yourself, it's my honor." Ning Meng looked up at Shen Lang's eyes and said, "Shen Lang, do you know what I was thinking just now?"
Shen Lang thought to himself, *What you were thinking, of course I don't know, you're just asking a question you already know the answer to!*
"What were you thinking?"
Ning Meng's face wore an innocent, harmless smile, but her words were anything but innocent: "I was just thinking, if you escape, I'll climb to the top of this building, call all the media in the city, and once they're all gathered, I'll start yelling from up there, 'Oh no, I don't want to live anymore! I've been dumped by that heartless man! He heard I'm pregnant and wants to break up with me, and he's forcing me to have an abortion! I really want to have a baby! He's already forced me to have abortions more than ten times, just because he doesn't like using condoms during sex and always makes me take pills, but to save money, he always buys counterfeit products... My life is so miserable! I don't want to live anymore! I'm going to jump off the building, killing both of us! The father's name is Shen Lang...'"
Before Shen Lang could finish listening, he felt weak all over. A demoness, an absolute demoness! And in his past life, he was a Taoist priest, who probably used magic to exorcise her, and now her ghost is haunting him, seeking his life. The above is, of course, nonsense, but Shen Lang was quite puzzled. Why did he always let her lead him by the nose? Was he afraid of her? How could he! Why would he be afraid of her? Or did she have some leverage over him? No! He had already gotten the SIM card, and that extortionate interview hadn't yielded any substantial results.
But why was he doing this? Shen Lang couldn't figure it out.
The beautiful Ning was giving orders again: "Shen Lang, you carry our things upstairs first, then come down and get me." Shen Lang was a little dizzy: "Hey, Ning, I think you're pretty good at sports, right? Why do you want me to carry you up?"
Ning Meng's answer made Shen Lang's mind wander: "I really enjoyed being carried up last time, and I want to relive that feeling this time, is that not allowed?"
"Okay!"
Shen Lang compromised again. He didn't know how many times he had compromised today. Once he compromised the first time, there would be a second, a third, a fourth, and countless more. Just like a streetwalker, the first time might be a little awkward, but after the tenth time, she would start to enjoy it.
It is said that the same principle applies to domesticating wild wolves into domestic dogs: if they don't wag their tails, they will be beaten, and wagging their tails is much more acceptable than being beaten.
After delivering the items, Shen Lang came down again. Looking at Ning Meng standing there so gracefully, he wondered if it was just his imagination, but suddenly felt a little dazed. This pretty girl was wearing a thin, almost transparent light blue spaghetti-strap dress today, her long, smooth, black hair fluttering wildly in the crisp evening breeze, a faint fragrance wafting through the air, giving her an ethereal air. Shen Lang, somewhat smitten, said, "Miss Ning, why do I feel like you've suddenly become more beautiful?"
Ning Meng smiled, "Am I not pretty before?"
Shen Lang said, "How could that be? It's just that suddenly you seem to have risen to a whole new level."
Ning Meng laughed and scolded, "Stop flattering me, hurry up and carry me upstairs."
Even as she said this, Ning Meng's heart pounded wildly. What a blunder! She had worn too little clothing today; this lecherous man was probably going to take advantage of her quite a bit.
However, Ning Meng comforted herself, thinking that since he was Xiao Ru's boyfriend and she was Xiao Ru's best friend, they weren't exactly outsiders. Letting him take advantage wouldn't be a big deal; as the saying goes, "Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders." Thinking this, Ning Meng closed her eyes in self-deception, with a somewhat heroic and tragic air, and said, "Hurry up, I'm ready!"
Hearing this, and seeing her charming appearance with her eyes closed, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. In fact, he had already imagined the bed; her expression, her appearance, her tone—it was all so inviting, so inviting. Which man could resist such a scene?
Seeing Shen Lang's hesitation, Ning Meng became a little impatient, saying, "Why are you dawdling? Hurry up, it'll be dawn if we don't go now!"
Shen Lang felt a little strange, wondering what it would be like if they were really in bed right now.
Looking at Ning Meng again, her breathing suddenly became rapid due to nervousness. Her already firm and high breasts rose and fell even more, faintly visible beneath her short skirt, exuding endless allure. Shen Lang felt overwhelmed, thinking to himself, "Just looking at her makes me lose my mind. What will it be like when I hold her in my arms?"
Shen Lang slowly walked over. He noticed Ning Meng's nervousness, and it was understandable. Dressed so scantily, how could she not be nervous about being held in the arms of a man who wasn't her boyfriend?
As he got closer, Ning Meng's fragrance intensified, resembling a faint scent of jasmine. Shen Lang's heart was captivated. He opened his arms and hugged Ning Meng tightly, instinctively holding her close. Then, his inner energy surged, clouds rose from beneath his feet, and he sprang up like a cannonball, flying towards his first landing point.
Ning Meng was caught off guard by Shen Lang's embrace, her heart skipping a beat. That long-lost feeling had returned, or rather, this time it was even better than before. Shen Lang's skills had improved considerably; last time he was practically crawling, but this time he was practically flying. The feeling of the wind rushing past her ears made Ning Meng feel intoxicated.
At this moment, Ning Meng's heroic fantasies overflowed. She felt the happiness of being a hero's wife. But those ancient heroes, while powerful, lacked romance; they certainly wouldn't dare to carry their beloved women while leaping across rooftops, right? Come to think of it, she was even happier than them!

Chapter 199 Making the Bed
Ning Meng was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Shen Lang calling her, "Beautiful Ning? Wake up!"
The voice seemed to come from the horizon, both clear and indistinct. She seemed to hear it, yet she also seemed not to hear it, just as if someone had suddenly reminded her that she was exposed while she was half-asleep. Ning Meng finally came to her senses, a little confused, and asked groggily, "What, is it dawn?"
Shen Lang almost burst out laughing. She could fall asleep in just a few seconds? If he found out that Ning Meng had actually fallen into a deep infatuation state, he wondered what he would think.
"Still reluctant to let me go? Although I know my ample bosom is quite alluring, this place is for my girlfriend. You can use it temporarily, but it's a bit unreasonable to monopolize it long-term. However, if you were to propose to me right now, I might say yes." Ning Meng blushed and spat lightly, "Pah, what a jerk!"
After spitting, Ning Meng suddenly realized that the two of them had landed on the rooftop, and her arms were still tightly wrapped around Shen Lang's waist, while her full and alluring breasts were pressed tightly against his. The strong pressure sent a soft and numb sensation through their joined parts, as if thousands of ants were deliberately causing trouble, scratching and clawing, like being hit hard on the bones. Her whole body felt the same way, both tiring and pleasurable.
Ning Meng was immediately embarrassed and wanted to break free from Shen Lang, but she felt weak and powerless. She had no doubt that if she let go of Shen Lang, she wouldn't be able to stand steadily. To avoid making a fool of herself, Ning Meng could only force herself to continue the hug that left her feeling helpless, and asked in a nonchalant tone, "When did we get to the rooftop? Has it been a long time?"
Although she was trying her best to pretend, Ning Meng's voice still trembled slightly, and her pretty face was a little hot, but fortunately, Shen Lang didn't notice. Shen Lang found it amusing and, of course, sensed Ning Meng's unease. He paused
, feigning nonchalance, and said, "Not long, about three, four, five, six, seven, or eight minutes, right?" Ning Meng's face flushed with embarrassment, and she retorted coquettishly, "You're so unreliable! Was it three minutes, five minutes, or eight minutes?"
Shen Lang laughed, "Does it matter? It's pointless for a deserter who ran fifty paces to mock a deserter who ran a hundred. Actually, I didn't even calculate it. Imagine being held tightly by a stunningly beautiful woman, skin to skin, breath to breath, neck to neck—who wouldn't feel...?" "Still thinking about counting down?"
Ning Meng, teased by Shen Lang, lost all her usual composure and calmness. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she shoved Shen Lang away with all her might. Luckily, they were close to the rooftop railing, so she didn't collapse. She snapped, "You dare tease your sister? Don't you want to live in this world? Hurry up and set up the tent!"
Shen Lang stumbled from Ning Meng's push and laughed, "You're quite strong, girl. No wonder you've trained. As for setting up the tent, actually, I, Old Shen, already have one up down there, but you didn't see it."
Ning Meng didn't understand at first. A tent down there? What tent? Unable to resist glancing down at Shen Lang's crotch, both of them being cultivators, their eyesight was naturally much better than ordinary people. They easily noticed a slight bulge there. Some didn't immediately realize what was happening, but after a few more glances, they quickly understood. Overwhelmed with shame, they cried out, "Shen Lang, you scoundrel! You're so shameless! How could you do this? I hate you!" Shen Lang
innocently replied, "Why are all women like this? 'The cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked, the millstone is used, the donkey is discarded, the bridge is crossed'—these are all descriptions of you. When you need someone, you hold them tightly; when you don't, you push them away and then call them scoundrels. Don't come to me for sex next time, I can't afford it!"
"You…"
Ning Meng was speechless. When people are shameless, they're invincible; they can even turn black into white.
Ning Meng was at a loss. She suddenly realized she was starting to lose face with this guy. When did this start? From the bathroom in the Starry Sky Cinema, hadn't she always been in control? Why did the positions suddenly change? What happened? Ning Meng was confused. Ignoring Shen Lang's complaints, she said casually, "You spread out the mat first, I... want to enjoy the scenery."
She turned away, pretending to admire the city lights, but her heart was in turmoil. How dare he flirt with her! This was intolerable! But what could she do? She couldn't win a fight, and running away wasn't in her nature. If she ran away, it would mean utter defeat, with no chance of ever turning things around. No, she had to find a chance to turn things around.
Before she could even think of a way to retaliate, she heard Shen Lang mutter, "Hmph, a girl indeed, not virtuous at all. Don't you know that making beds and folding blankets are women's chores? What kind of man makes beds and folds blankets for a woman? I can't find any of the traditional virtues of Chinese women in you." Ning Meng immediately wanted to explode, but before she could even get up, she suddenly heard Shen Lang say, "However, times have changed. Men and women are the same. It's just setting up a tent and laying out a mat, right? I, Old Shen, can do that too. It's nothing special."
Ning Meng suddenly couldn't release her pent-up anger. He had already backed down, so what could she do?
But the inability to release this pent-up anger made her feel extremely uncomfortable, like when you're playing cards and you've got a perfect hand, ready to bet big, but your opponent suddenly folds. It's infuriating, so frustrating! Right now, Ning Meng really wanted to go up and strangle Shen Lang half to death, then throw him on the ground and stomp on him a few times, and stomp on the very center of his body!
At this moment, Shen Lang laid out the mat, then set up the actual tent next to it, took out a large pile of snacks and beer, and greeted Ning Meng, "Beautiful lady, have some, it tastes pretty good!"
Ning Meng said warily, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. What are you up to now? Are you trying to get me drunk, and then... you know?"
Shen Lang didn't argue, and laughed, "Miss Ning, who do you think is more charming, you or Yi Xueman?"
Ning Meng pouted, unwilling to admit defeat, and said, "To be fair, I guess she's a little more charming, but I'm not bad either." Shen Lang said, "Just admit it. I have a girlfriend like Yi Xueman, why would I risk making a move on you?"
Ning Meng naturally refused to give in easily: "That's hard to say. Maybe you like this kind of thing. As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen affair is not as good as force. Maybe this can satisfy your wicked desires!"
Shen Lang said, "Alright, I surrender. On such a beautiful night, you didn't invite me here just to argue, did you?"
Ning Meng said, "No, I have a few questions I want to ask you." Shen Lang thought to himself, I haven't even asked you any questions yet, and you've already started asking me.
"Sure, but it depends on the question. If it's something trivial, then it's fine; I'll tell you everything I know. But if it's a secret, then I'll definitely hold back." Ning Meng said, "Hold back? Hold back what? How can you be like this? Don't you consider me a friend? Don't forget, I'm Xiaoru's best friend. We talk about everything. Even if you don't tell me, I'll ask Xiaoru. Are you going to keep it from her too?"
Shen Lang scoffed, "Friends are friends, but even brothers keep clear accounts. Even if we're friends, there have to be a bottom line." "No?"
Ning Meng was about to explode, but she held back and said, "What if you don't want to answer any of my questions and just say they're secrets?"
Shen Lang was taken aback, then burst into laughter, saying, "Haha, how come I didn't think of that? I wasn't planning on doing that. But what you said gives me a direction for answering the questions, haha, thanks!"
Ning Meng was a little speechless, not knowing whether Shen Lang was telling the truth or just trying to annoy her. In a fit of pique, she grabbed a can of beer, opened it, and chugged it down. In less than 10 seconds, the can was gone. Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded: "Miss Ning, you drink really fast."
Ning Meng drank a can of beer, and perhaps because she drank it a little too quickly, her face was slightly flushed. She said, "First question, what's your relationship with Hu Tie?"
"Hu Tie?"
Shen Lang was startled by the name. How could Ning Meng know Hu Tie?
"What's your relationship with Hu Tie?"
Shen Lang couldn't help but ask back.
Ning Meng said, "I asked you first. If you answer me, I'll answer you; it's an exchange."
Shen Lang pondered for a long time. Did she know about his master? Even if she didn't, she must know some clues, right? So he said, "I am Hu Tie's apprentice."
"Apprentice?"
Ning Meng asked, somewhat puzzled. "Are you also a chef?"
Shen Lang said, "That's your second question! I've answered your first question; now it's your turn to answer mine."
Ning Meng said, "I don't know Hu Tie; I have no relation to him."
"Don't know him?"
Shen Lang was even more surprised than before. "If you don't know him, how do you know his name?"
Ning Meng said, "That's your second question too. Now, let me ask you my second question: Did Hu Tie teach you your kung fu?"
Shen Lang said, "Yes. My second question is, how do you know Hu Tie's name?"
Ning Meng said, "I heard it from my mother. I overheard her private conversation with my family's bodyguard. I only caught the gist of it; I didn't understand the details. I only heard your name and Hu Tie's name."
Shen Lang hurriedly asked, "Your mother? How does your mother know Hu Tie?"
Shen Lang was very excited. If someone knew Hu Tie's name, did that mean they knew about Hu Tie's murder?

Chapter 200 Feeling Wronged
Ning Meng : "I don't know either. I overheard it and my mom found out. She warned me not to tell anyone, or else... she'd put me in solitary confinement. ^^" Shen Lang said, "Then I'd like to see your mother, is that alright? My master was murdered, and your mother might know the truth."
Ning Meng said apologetically, "Unfortunately, my mother just went to America, and I don't know when she'll be back."
Shen Lang was suddenly disappointed and said, "Then tell me as soon as your mother gets back, okay? I really want to know about my master."
Ning Meng said, "Sure, no problem."
Shen Lang said, "By the way, I also want to ask you something." Ning Meng sipped her beer and said, "Go ahead and ask, as long as it's not a secret." Shen
Lang Shen Lang asked, "Were you going to expose what you did to me and Xueman in the bathroom earlier?"
Ning Meng replied, "Yes, I'm interning at a newspaper and I'm worried about not having any news to write about." Shen
Lang said, "Then take it easy. Don't go into too much detail, or Xueman and I will be in a very difficult position. Especially my name, you absolutely can't write it."
Ning Meng said, "I know! Why are you so nervous? I'm planning to make it into a series of reports, revealing the secrets little by little. Just those questions from the interview, I'll reveal them at least 20 times, otherwise how am I going to get circulation?" Shen Lang was a little speechless and said, "You're simply... even more insidious than a web novel author padding their word count!"
Ning Meng said, "Only a fool would reveal their hand little by little."
"Your mother owns a five-star hotel, your family has more money than you could spend in several lifetimes, and you still go out to do an internship at a newspaper? Why bother?"
"My mother is my mother, and I am me. Can't I support myself with my own abilities?"
Shen Lang said, "Fine, fine, of course you can. Let me ask you again, are you also a cultivator?"
Ning Meng asked, "How do you know?"
"When I was in the bathroom, I tried to check you with my divine sense, but I couldn't. It seemed like you had some kind of protective barrier around you." Ning Meng laughed, "You've been reading too many online novels, haven't you? I don't have any protective barrier; it's just a simple semi-invisibility illusion."
"Semi-invisibility illusion?"
Shen Lang was a little confused. "What do you mean?"
Ning Meng said, "This was taught to me by my mother. It was originally a very powerful invisibility technique, but unfortunately, I haven't mastered it yet. I can only blur my body, not achieve complete invisibility, so I took it upon myself to call it the 'Partial Invisibility Illusion Technique.'"
Shen Lang understood, but then a thought struck him. When he first started practicing invisibility, wasn't he also only able to blur his body? It seemed quite similar to Ning Meng's situation. He immediately explained the principle of his invisibility technique and finally asked, "Is that right?"
Ning Meng asked curiously, "Yes, how come you know it too?"
A storm raged in Shen Lang's mind. It seemed that Ning Meng's mother and Hu Tie not only knew each other, but also had a close relationship, at least a deep connection. Otherwise, how could they know the same supernatural abilities from the same sect?
Shen Lang said, "Ning Meng, don't tell anyone about this yet. I suspect that Hu Tie and your mother are from the same sect." Ning Meng said, "Now that you say that, everything is easier to explain. After all this time, it seems we might be fellow disciples."
Shen Lang laughed, "Why don't you say we're senior and junior brothers?"
"I'm older than you! Aren't you a few months younger than Xiaoru? I'm a few months older than Xiaoru!"
Shen Lang expressed doubt: "Really? The human body doesn't grow rings, so you can just say how many rings you want." Now, Ning Meng had unknowingly downed four or five cans of beer and was slightly drunk, her face flushed. She argued, "Of course it's true, why would I lie to you... Ah, so you weren't lying to me."
Ning Meng's words were somewhat incoherent, leaving Shen Lang confused: "What did you say?"
Ning Meng said... "I told you you weren't lying to me. Last time we drank on the rooftop of that building, you said it was cool and there were no mosquitoes. Now I find there really are no mosquitoes on the rooftop. You really weren't lying to me. So you really did work as a bricklayer." Shen Lang was a little dizzy: "What bricklayer? That's so outdated. I was a construction worker, a glorious and great construction worker."
Ning Meng chuckled: "Glorious and great? You'd better not be glorious and great. Glorious and great people never have a good ending."
"What do you mean?"
"That Sister Liu who received an inscription from the founding emperor was indeed a great woman who lived a great life and died a glorious death, but now all she has is an inscription. How many people remember her?
The people in the old revolutionary areas are great, aren't they? But now those places are basically the poorest. Who has thought about caring about their lives?
The farmers are great, aren't they? But they work themselves to the bone all year round without rest and don't earn much money. A single serious illness can bankrupt them. The workers are great, aren't they? But they work hard their whole lives and can't even afford a house. The cost of their children's school fees can drive them to suicide. The substitute teachers are great, aren't they? They work diligently for most of their lives, but in the end, a notice comes down and they have to pack up and leave without a penny of compensation, leaving behind a bunch of students who still have no one to teach."...
After listening to Ning Meng for a while, Shen Lang said, "Stop it. I think you're just an angry young man, even more angry than me." Although he said that, Shen Lang thought Ning Meng was quite cute. She was a girl with a genuine personality. In today's society, there aren't many girls like that anymore.
Ning Meng was probably getting a little "into character." She felt a lump in her throat, almost to the point of tears, and said with a mix of emotion and frustration, "Yes, I'm an angry young woman. I'm not angry about the events themselves, I'm angry that these things happen and people aren't allowed to talk about them!
I painstakingly wrote so many articles, but that lousy editor rejected them all and gave me a good scolding. I don't blame him, because he said if these things were reported, the newspaper would be shut down before the next day. Is this what they call freedom of speech? Give me a break!
He pointed me to a so-called 'bright path'—go dig up celebrity gossip. Disheartened, I grabbed a premiere ticket and went to the Starry Sky Cinema.
I didn't expect to find any news, but unexpectedly, I found your and Yi Xueman's heartfelt confession! Haha, God has really been kind to me!"
Although Ning Meng was laughing, Shen Lang could tell she was crying inside. She was a pure and thoughtful girl, but her thoughts had to remain hidden. Therefore, she felt wronged and helpless.
However, this is not a helplessness that belongs to her alone; it is a helplessness that belongs to the entire country. There are many things that everyone knows, but they just can't say them out loud. They pretend to be deaf and dumb, they look at each other with their eyes, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, and rumors spread far and wide. Shen Lang said sincerely, "Beautiful lady, would you like to borrow my shoulder for a bit?"
Ning Meng continued to pour drinks, and her drunkenness was now quite obvious. She retorted, "Who wants to borrow your shoulder? Didn't you say it was for your girlfriend? How could I possibly use it? Besides, did I say I was going to cry? You're clearly trying to take advantage of me, you little rascal."
Shen Lang was stunned for a long time before saying, "Beautiful lady, you shouldn't drink anymore. Eat something. Drinking on an empty stomach makes you drunk very easily."
Ning Meng said, "You're talking nonsense. I'm a girl who can drink a thousand bottles without getting drunk. Come on, drink with me. Only a dog would refuse."
Shen Lang sighed helplessly, thinking that since he had nothing else to do, he might as well get drunk with her. Maybe he'd feel better if he did. He said, "Okay, I'll drink with you. How about we drink?"
Ning Meng tilted her head and thought for a moment, looking at the beer on the ground. There were about twenty or thirty cans left. She said, "There's still a lot here. Let's finish it tonight. Or we can play rock-paper-scissors. The loser drinks a can."
Shen Lang was a little dizzy. Rock-paper-scissors? How did she even think of that!
Shen Lang found it hard to imagine an incredibly beautiful woman holding a bottle of wine in one hand, counting with the other, and chanting, "Good buddies! Five heads! Six six six! Eight horses!"
That scene would be too touching.
However, Shen Lang didn't want to offend the beauty, so he cautiously asked, "Beautiful lady, which kind of rock-paper-scissors game should we play? Northern or Southern?"
Ning Meng was a little confused: "What do you mean, Northern or Southern? Rock-paper-scissors has Northern and Southern variations?"
*Thump* Shen Lang fell to the ground. Rock-paper-scissors is called rock-paper-scissors?
Okay, since the beauty says it's okay, then it's okay.

Chapter 201 Wine Doesn't Make You Drunk
Seeing Shen Lang's embarrassed state, Ning Meng chuckled, "You little rascal, you look like you've seen a ghost, haha, you don't even know how to play rock-paper-scissors?"
Shen Lang scoffed, "Nonsense, if I, Old Shen, don't know how, then no one else does. ^^ Not only do I know how, but
I'm very good at it. I used to play games with other kids this way when I was little." Ning Meng became interested, leaned over and grabbed Shen Lang's arm, shaking it vigorously, saying, "Playing games? I like playing games too! What games did you play when you were little?"
Shen Lang slapped Ning Meng's hand away, saying, "Stop shaking me, or I'll throw up. I've drunk quite a bit."
Ning Meng giggled, "It'd be good if you threw up. I just want to see your ugly face. By the way, you're not allowed to use your internal energy to sober up, or I'll go to Xiao Ru's place..." "
Alright, so you're going to tell Xiao Ru we're having an affair again, huh? Can't you come up with something new?"
"New or not, it doesn't matter, as long as it works, hmph!"
"Okay, I surrender. Let me tell you about my games. When we were kids, we especially loved those gambling games. Back then, 'Investiture of the Gods' was everywhere, and the ratings were incredibly high. Even on the fourth or fifth rerun, it still got 50% viewership. Aside from school, we'd wait in front of the TV every day, even enduring two hours of commercials so we wouldn't miss a single scene. Besides 'The Legend of the White Snake' and 'Journey to the West,' 'Investiture of the Gods' was basically the only show that dominated. It was incredibly popular. Kids didn't like watching 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms,' so our favorite game was playing with little picture cards featuring characters from 'Investiture of the Gods.' The back of each card had accompanying text explaining the content." For example, scenes like "Laozi subduing Tongtian Jiaozhu," "Yuanshi Tianzun and Jiang Ziya exchanging heavenly secrets," and "Yuanshi Tianzun killing Shen Gongbao with a single palm strike"... basically, scenes taken from the Investiture of the Gods.
When playing, you place bets, usually ranking the gods according to their cultivation level. We arbitrarily rank the gods, starting with Laozi as the highest, then Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Nuwa, Taiyi Zhenren... all the way down to the lowest ranks.
Whoever has the highest cultivation level blows first, turning heads into tails, and then the remaining heads are given to the second highest, and so on. If there's a tie, we use rock-paper-scissors to decide who blows first. However, we usually don't call it rock-paper-scissors. "It's not called 'cloth,' but 'cut, wrap, hammer,' isn't that simpler and more descriptive?"
Ning Meng asked curiously. "It must be really fun, right?" Shen Lang replied,
"Of course! That was my favorite game as a child."
Ning Meng said, "It seems like no kids play it anymore."
Shen Lang said, "Yeah, kids these days are so pampered. What parent would want their child to be like a group of gamblers, lying on the ground blowing on picture cards? Everyone's going to all sorts of arts and crafts classes, dreaming that their child will become a pianist or violinist. Pshaw, becoming a pianist isn't that easy!"
Ning Meng said somewhat confusedly, "But why don't I remember anything from my childhood? It's like..." "I've grown up so fast, my childhood must have been very unhappy."
Shen Lang said, "Perhaps. People have selective memory or amnesia. They remember things they feel happy about very clearly, like my little picture cards. And they choose to forget things they feel miserable about, but it's not true forgetting. Sometimes, when they encounter similar situations or see things from back then, they will remember."
Ning Meng said in surprise, "Hehe, Shen Lang, how do you know all this? This is psychology." Shen Lang laughed, "Even a fool can make a thousand mistakes, but he can also have one good one."
Ning Meng laughed, laughing so hard that she almost fell over, shaking with laughter, "You do have self-awareness. I really want to try your 'rock-paper-scissors' game!"
"Shall we start now?"
Shen Lang asked.
"Alright, let's go!"
Ning Meng said with great enthusiasm. "Come on, let's finish this first, just to tide us over!"
Shen Lang was embarrassed. "Just to tide us over? We're almost drunk, and you're still talking about tides?"...
After several rounds, Shen Lang gradually felt something was wrong and said, "Wait a minute, how come I've lost more than ten times in a row? Are you cheating?"
Ning Meng's pretty face was flushed at this moment, and she became even more charming. She said in a coquettish voice, "We all played together, how could I cheat? You're a grown man, you can't be a sore loser, can you?"
Shen Lang said, "Hmph, a bet is a bet, of course I can't be a sore loser. I'm just a little confused. Even if we calculate by probability, I can't possibly lose so many times in a row, can I?"
Ning Meng summed it up in one sentence: "It's a matter of character!"
Shen Lang was already feeling a little dizzy. There were no less than 20 empty cans next to him. It was really hard to take it without using his true energy to sober up. He hadn't drunk so much alcohol in a long time. "Character? My character is impeccable. A real man never does anything wrong in his life. What could be wrong with my character?"
"That's your character problem then. A real man, my foot! Shameless self-praise!" "What self-praise? I'm stating the facts. No matter how small a man is, he's still a man; no matter how big a woman is, she's still a woman."
"Hehe, you should complete that statement. No matter how small a man's penis is, he can't escape male chauvinism; no matter how big a woman's penis is, she's still a weak woman. Do you have a problem with my interpretation?"
"Pfft..."
Although Shen Lang was very dizzy, his comprehension hadn't deteriorated. Hearing Ning Meng's ridiculous explanation, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of wine. "Your explanation... is very good, haha, I have no objection. You're right, I do have a big one down there, but I'm not a chauvinist." Ning Meng's eyes were a little blurry with drunkenness. Her lips were slightly open, and she exhaled a breath of breath with the smell of alcohol. She said in a slightly provocative tone, "Really? I heard that the more handsome a man is, the smaller his penis is. And you, you don't seem bad looking."
Shen Lang's head was heavy, and he couldn't think of anything else at this moment. He said unconvinced, "You doubt me? If you don't believe me, touch it?"
Ning Meng's mind wasn't very clear either. She said boldly, "Touch it then, it's no big deal."
As she spoke, she really swayed and sat down, reaching down to touch Shen Lang's penis. Perhaps due to the stimulation of alcohol, Shen Lang's penis was already standing up erect. The target was obvious, and Ning Meng easily grabbed it. Ning Meng carefully touched it, starting from the base and working her way up. After a while, she said, "Okay, you win. It's really big and fun."
Shen Lang smiled smugly, "Right? I wouldn't lie."
Ning Meng was completely unaware that she was touching a man's genitals, and she still wouldn't let go, muttering, "It's so strange, it can move, and it seems to have gotten a little bigger!"
Shen Lang's genitals were being touched by Ning Meng, and the sensation quickly rose, becoming increasingly intense. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, he felt as if his body was about to explode, his mind was hazy, and he blurted out, "Beautiful lady, is your genitals big?"
Ning Meng smiled sheepishly, her drunken state charming, "Haven't you seen them before? Why are you asking? You're such a little rascal." "How could that be? When have I ever seen them? You're talking nonsense."
Ning Meng wouldn't let go of Shen Lang's genitals, moving them up and down without any instruction. Even though it was through his clothes, it still gave Shen Lang a great experience.
"You little rascal, you've forgotten so quickly? It was that time, the time you came to my family's hotel for the job interview, you were peeking at my chest. Don't think I didn't know, I just didn't expose you on the spot because you're pretty handsome. Hehe, you're such a hypocrite, you saw it, so why did you keep glancing at me like that, thinking you were doing it secretly? I was laughing my head off."
Shen Lang said awkwardly, "Hehe, you caught me."
Ning Meng, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, said something that really appealed to Shen Lang: "You've seen it, do you want to touch it?"
"Why?"
Shen Lang was thinking about it terribly, but he was still too hypocritical to say it directly, so he asked as if seeking confirmation.
Ning Meng's little hand was still moving around Shen Lang's lower body, as if she were playing with a fun toy.
"Nothing, I touched you, so you can touch me back, it's a fair trade, neither of us loses out."
Shen Lang hadn't been drunk in a long time; he and Ning Meng had just drunk at least 50 cans of alcohol. Although it was beer, the quantity was small, and it was agreed that no internal energy would be used to sober up. Now the effects of the alcohol had fully kicked in, and his hands were trembling a little, his vision was blurry, and although he could clearly see Ning Meng's chest, he just couldn't reach it no matter how hard he tried.
Ning Meng lay softly on Shen Lang's chest, not seeing Shen Lang's outstretched arms, only thinking that he was not making any moves, so she urged, "Bad guy, hurry up and touch me, I'm so sleepy now, after you touch me I'll go to sleep, I, Ning Meng, have never taken advantage of anyone since I was a child, I can't sleep if you don't touch me back."

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