[Fantasy] The Rogue Landlord (Complete) - Chapter 16

Chapter Six: Satisfying the Busty Mother-in-Law with Fingers

The three of them drank all afternoon, except for Xu Ping, whose inner strength was relatively strong and could withstand it. Ouyang Tai and Zhang Qihua were both flushed, and once the alcohol hit their heads, they couldn't keep their mouths shut. The two immediately started arguing about whose girl was prettier and which brothel had higher prices. In the end, they even had a sense of mutual appreciation, almost to the point of tying their penises together with a red rope and becoming sworn brothers.

This afternoon was also somewhat fruitful for Xu Ping. From the two of them, he learned some small things about the capital. Although they weren't very important, it was still beneficial to know more. Although Ouyang Tai was dressed like a commoner, his family's business was very famous. They were among the earliest merchants to support Zhang Qinghe, so Xu Ping also developed a good impression of him.

By evening, Ouyang Tai and Zhang Qihua were so drunk that they could barely walk, their drunken eyes half-closed and their speech slurred. After they both passed out, Xu Ping slowly instructed the waiter to prepare rooms for them.

As for He Jin, Xu Ping had already roughly figured out what kind of person he was from their conversation. Adding to the commotion downstairs and the incessant arguing, He Jin was left alone, smugly drinking and cleaning up the day's farce. Xu Ping was certain he was a useful person; he could simply ensure He Jin's success in the examinations.

Walking along the road, Xu Ping's mind raced. Judging from the conversation between the two lecherous men that afternoon, brothels and gambling—industries known for their exorbitant profits—had always been privately run, untouched by the government. Only some officials or constables had privately accepted bribes. Having such a treasure trove and not knowing how to utilize it—the court was truly incredibly foolish. Perhaps it would be better for him to slowly infiltrate and secure this lucrative business, then firmly grasp it after ascending the throne. Imposing heavy taxes would make these two highly profitable industries an unimaginable tool for accumulating wealth.

"Ah! Get out of the way!"

Xu Ping looked up and realized he'd been so engrossed in his thoughts that he'd walked into the middle of the road. A carriage was speeding towards him, the driver shouting anxiously.

Seeing he was about to hit someone, the driver yelled in fright. Xu Ping simply tiptoed and lightly spun around, avoiding the collision. As he landed, the carriage looked increasingly familiar. Upon closer inspection

, it was his own carriage! A commotion erupted in the street as the carriage finally came to a stop.

"Excuse me, are you alright?" The curtain opened, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman who immediately attracted the attention of every male animal on the street. Her flowing robes accentuated her large breasts, which bounced up and down like two watermelons. Such a large size could only belong to Cheng's mother.

"It's nothing, you just almost killed your son-in-law."

Xu Ping chuckled, patting his sleeves as he stepped forward. He was quite satisfied with the driver's attitude; at least the driver looked ashamed and didn't act arrogantly just because of the Crown Prince's name.

"You... what are you doing here!" Lin Ziyan was about to speak, but seeing they were on the street, she quickly changed her tone, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.

"Why can't I be here? How strange! It's on my way, I'll just take a ride back."

Xu Ping said, gesturing for the driver to pull over and climbing into the carriage.

Although the carriage was spacious, it wasn't very well-ventilated in the summer heat. Sitting inside felt like entering a sauna. Xu Ping immediately felt the stuffiness. Looking closely at his beautiful future mother-in-law, he saw she was also drenched in sweat, her ample breasts appearing even larger. He secretly admired her: So big! What did she eat to grow them like that?

"Your Highness, why are you out alone?"

Madam Cheng felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, knowing her large breasts were fatally attractive to men, and felt a mix of shyness and pride. She gently turned around, using her hand to slightly block his burning gaze.

Unbeknownst to Madam Cheng, this action only made her curves appear even more alluring, especially when she pressed her hand down; the soft flesh seemed about to burst out, making Xu Ping almost want to bury his head and suffocate.

"You...don't you usually go out much?" Lin Ziyan felt uneasy seeing Xu Ping staring at her chest without speaking, but still asked curiously.

What version of this is this? When did I become a homebody? I didn't even know myself; nobody told me. Thinking it over, Xu Ping, confirming he wasn't reclusive at all, immediately asked in a deep voice, "Where did you go? Why are you only going back now?" "

This servant went to the south of the city to help with the charity work!" Lin Ziyan, though still wary of Xu Ping, spoke with noticeably gentler tone. Perhaps it was from hearing so many praises of Xu Ping from the refugees that her thoughts subtly changed.

Seeing her breasts bounce as soon as he released her, Xu Ping couldn't resist any longer and pulled his beautiful mother-in-law into his arms. Before she could react, he wrapped his arms around her voluptuous waist and whispered in her ear, "Good sister, I've missed you so much."

Lin Ziyan was startled at first by the sudden embrace, but immediately felt her body go weak. The hot breath on her ear brought a tingling sensation, and the pressure of his strong chest against her breasts felt pleasurable. Her lower body also felt a faint itch from this long-awaited need.

In the crowded street, in a moving carriage, Lin Ziyan was stunned by her daughter's lover's advances. She instinctively wanted to scream but dared not, hastily covering her mouth, a strange anticipation stirring within her.

Although the feeling of being held was wonderful, Lin Ziyan remained conscious. She suddenly snapped back to reality and struggled to push Xu Ping away, her voice hurried but not loud, pleading, "Your Highness, please don't! I'm old and faded. And I'm Ningxue's mother, you can't do this."

"Good sister, I love you. This has nothing to do with Xiaoxue. For you, I'm willing to offend a powerful official like Zhang Yulong. Don't you understand my heart?" The carriage was cramped, and time was limited. Xu Ping kissed her burning ear, his breath hot as he confessed his love.

Lin Ziyan hesitated for a moment. Xu Ping's words were so tender and affectionate; any woman would be captivated. Moreover, he was the future emperor, willing to take in a widow and orphan, and even help her avenge her blood feud. Who could refuse such favor? Thinking of this, Lin Ziyan's heart began to waver.

However, due to a woman's modesty, Lin Ziyan resolutely shook her head and said, "Your Highness, I am already thirty-one. In ten years, I will be old and faded. Will you still say such things then? Besides, I am not a virgin. Please do not disgrace Your Highness's status as heir apparent!" Haha, just hearing this, he knew there was hope. Seeing the hesitation on her face, Xu Ping immediately straightened his expression, raised his left hand, and said, "I, Zhu Yuanping, swear here that I truly love Lin Ziyan. This love is not temporary, but a genuine affection for her. If I am lying, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death." Before he could

finish speaking, Lin Ziyan quickly covered Xu Ping's mouth, her eyes filled with tears of emotion and pain. Unfortunately, Xu Ping, a modern man, treated swearing as simply as eating. Such a thing would have no effect no matter what he said. However, ancient people believed it without question, and his heart was in turmoil, completely at a loss.

"Your Highness, actually, this servant also has some feelings for you. Ever since you saw me fall into the water and bravely jumped from the pavilion into the pond, your embrace in Xiaoxue's room made me feel so safe and warm. I wish I could stay in a man's arms like that forever. I love that feeling of security. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and scold myself for being a lowly woman, but I still can't help it!" Lin Ziyan was already sobbing uncontrollably as she spoke, her beautiful face filled with a tragic expression. The pain of being bound by morality was something that most people could not understand.

Just as Xu Ping was about to speak, Lin Ziyan covered his mouth and continued, "Your Highness, let me finish! I know you like Xiaoxue. Although that girl is stubborn, she's a piece of my flesh and blood. From the way she looks at you, I know she likes you too. As a mother, it's already wrong of me to have special feelings for my daughter's lover. If anything happens to separate you, I will never forgive myself."

Her face was filled with pain, making one's heart ache. After saying these words, Lin Ziyan seemed to have lost all her strength, but her expression immediately turned cold, and she slapped herself hard.

"What are you doing!" Xu Ping shouted, grabbing her hand before she could strike again. The loud slap felt like a blow to his own heart.

"I'm a lowly woman, unworthy of Your Highness's misplaced affection,"

Lin Ziyan said weakly, sobbing. The slap landed hard on her beautiful face, leaving a stinging handprint.

"Stop talking! Morality is useless to me! Xiaoxue is mine, and you are mine too. No one can escape."

Xu Ping looked at the red handprint on the beautiful woman's tear-streaked face, and tenderly hugged her, scolding her domineeringly, "Who the hell allowed you to hit yourself? You're mine. You don't even have the right to hit yourself without my permission."

"But I'm still Xiaoxue's birth mother!" Although Lin Ziyan was being held, she no longer resisted, but buried her head in Xu Ping's arms and cried.

"What does it matter? Having both of you is my greatest blessing. Besides, if anyone dares to oppose what I'm doing, I'll shut them up."

Seeing that Lin Ziyan was already somewhat swayed, Xu Ping continued to persuade her. However, the expression on his face became somewhat sinister at the end, and the meaning of "shut up" was self-evident.

"Give me some time to think, okay?" Lin Ziyan felt Xu Ping's domineering presence, and that familiar sense of security welled up in her heart again. Although she felt a little uneasy, she was starting to waver, though she still couldn't accept such an absurd situation.

"Hmm."

Xu Ping lovingly stroked the beautiful woman's tear-streaked face, nodding gently.

"P-Please let me go, okay?" Lin Ziyan came to her senses, finding herself intimately nestled in Xu Ping's arms, her large breasts pressed against his body, and his erect penis pressing against her. Her face flushed, and she murmured softly.

"Okay, Ziyan, you're so beautiful."

Xu Ping gently released her, then suddenly pushed her down onto the carpet, pressing his entire body against her and kissing her alluring lips.

The beautiful woman was terrified by the sudden turn of events, clenching her teeth to prevent Xu Ping's tongue from entering. Xu Ping wasn't in a hurry. After pinning down her resisting hands, he moved one hand down to the beautiful woman's full, fragrant buttocks and pinched it hard.

Lin Ziyan opened her mouth in pain, and Xu Ping immediately slipped his tongue inside, greedily sucking on the sweet nectar and the very faint scent of rouge on her body.

At first, Lin Ziyan's tongue fearfully tried to avoid Xu Ping's advances, but as his large hand slowly caressed her inner thighs through her skirt, the beautiful woman lost her ability to resist. Her breathing gradually became rapid, and she began to reciprocate Xu Ping's passionate kisses, their tongues chasing each other playfully in each other's mouths. After a while, the beautiful woman, exhausted from the kisses, even had saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. They

couldn't do anything here, but with such a good opportunity, he had to further break down her psychological defenses. Thinking this, Xu Ping released his lips, letting his beautiful mother-in-law, who was completely lost in the moment, catch her breath. He then kissed her forcefully again, his large hand slipping under her skirt, gently caressing her smooth, icy skin.

"No, no!" The beautiful woman was already weak all over, waves of tingling sensations washing over her, making her feel as if her very bones had gone limp. But as she felt Xu Ping's hand under her skirt becoming increasingly audacious, slowly approaching her long-untouched thighs, her lips, captured by his kiss, began to murmur incoherently.

His hand slowly moved up her calves, sensing her nervousness; her smooth skin was already covered in sweat. It seemed she hadn't received such caresses in a long time; Xu Ping felt her tremble with every inch he moved upwards.

Knowing that if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to have another one, he guided her tongue even more vigorously, entwining it with his own. His large hand slipped smoothly inside her panties, reaching that mature and alluring spot. The moment it touched her, he felt the beautiful woman beneath him tremble slightly, trying to close her legs tightly, but daring not to struggle forcefully.

However, her weak struggle was no match for a strong man. Xu Ping simply pulled open her loose panties with a gentle tug, slipping his fingers inside to cover her reserved private parts. It felt very hot to the touch, with thick pubic hair, unlike the immature hair of a young girl; it felt plump and full.

"Please, not here!" Lin Ziyan was too ashamed to look at Xu Ping, her body trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes already glistening with desire.

"I'll just touch you, I won't take you here."

Xu Ping licked her collarbone, admiring the two jade-like legs revealed beneath her disheveled clothes, while caressing her under her skirt. His hand slipped and pressed against the outside of her vulva, feeling a warm, moist sensation.

"No, don't..." Even though Lin Ziyan had wavered slightly, her traditional values still prevented her from accepting such indecent behavior in the carriage, and she immediately began to struggle violently. "Sister, you're so wet down there, are you looking forward to it?"

Xu Ping wasn't in a hurry, and smiled as he kissed her little mouth. He obediently withdrew his hand and touched her inner thigh, lewdly saying, "Good sister, you're so wet, are you looking forward to it?" "No, no!" The beautiful woman had already closed her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at Xu Ping's ambiguous gaze. Knowing that resistance was useless, she simply lowered her head, hoping that Xu Ping wouldn't do anything more outrageous.

"Really not?" Xu Ping laughed as he took advantage of her momentary distraction, his large hand already finding the entrance to her flower cave. A finger gently pried open the tightly closed petals and began to go inside.

"No, that...that's dirty! Ah!" The beautiful woman felt Xu Ping's fingers invading her, and the familiar sensation made her stiffen involuntarily. Just as she was about to stop him, Xu Ping's fingers began to move back and forth.

"How could it be dirty? My dear sister smells wonderful!" Xu Ping said, while using his other hand to pull down the bindings on her chest. Her enormous breasts, now free of restraint, immediately sprang out, like two fleshy bombs. Even though she had breastfed, her nipples were still a vibrant deep red, slightly hard, as if inviting him to taste them.

After clicking his tongue in admiration a few times, Xu Ping saw that the beautiful woman was already immersed in the long-lost pleasure and did not resist. Her whole body was trembling, and he couldn't help but grab one of her full breasts and knead it. Even though she was a mature woman, the elasticity of her breasts was no less than that of a young girl.

"Does it feel good, dear sister?" Xu Ping lowered his head and began to suckle on one of her slightly erect nipples, gently teasing the two delicate buds with his tongue while simultaneously stimulating three sensitive spots.

As his fingers moved faster, the beautiful woman's lower body became completely wet, each thrust producing a soft, wet sound. The pleasure emanating from her breasts made Lin Ziyan completely forget that it was her future son-in-law causing the disturbance. The intense sensations stimulated her brain, giving her an urge to moan, but since they were in the car, she had to cover her mouth with her hands to suppress the urge.

The suppressed gasps emanating from between his fingers only excited Xu Ping further, and he increased the speed of his finger movements, feeling her love juices completely soaking his large hands.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman reached out a delicate hand and forcefully pressed Xu Ping's head, which was buried in her ample breasts, down. Her body stiffened and arched in spasms, and she let out suppressed moans.

Xu Ping knew she was about to climax, so he immediately increased the speed of his fingers. Finally, as the beautiful woman's body relaxed, a stream of hot liquid splashed onto his hand.

"Ah! Ah!" Lin Ziyan groaned weakly twice before finally reaching her peak. Her body stiffened, then went limp as if her bones had been removed. She lay on the carpet, panting heavily, her eyes closed, her face flushed as she savored the long-awaited pleasure.

Xu Ping slowly pulled his hand out and saw that it was full of warm love fluid. He had almost suffocated from his mother-in-law's large breasts, and as soon as she loosened her grip, Xu Ping quickly lifted his head to breathe in fresh air.

The carriage reeked of secretions. Lin Ziyan lay limply on the floor after her climax, her clothes pulled up to her waist, her large breasts bouncing with her breath. Her skirt was disheveled, and although it wasn't completely removed, glimpses of her skin were visible. Her beautiful face was flushed, and she was breathing heavily, beads of sweat slowly trickling down her forehead.

Xu Ping, looking at his beautiful mother-in-law's alluring charm, desperately wanted to take her right there and then. He leered, licking the taste from his fingers, enjoying the sensual sight of his beautiful mother-in-law after being satisfied by his touch.

The carriage continued for a while before Lin Ziyan finally came to her senses. Seeing Xu Ping staring intently at her chest, she quickly sat up and put on her clothes. She glanced at him with a hint of resentment,

then blushed slightly, remembering her earlier wanton behavior. She softly scolded, "Your Highness, why do you have to be so shameless with me?" Seeing that she offered no resistance, Xu Ping smiled and gently pulled her onto his lap, saying softly, "This isn't shamelessness, it's just the fun between a man and a woman. Call me Your Highness now, and I wouldn't mind if you called me your sweetheart."

"It's so dirty!" Lin Ziyan gently let Xu Ping hold her. But she noticed his large hand was still covered in her own love fluid, glistening faintly. Remembering the pleasurable feeling and her own appearance, she blushed slightly, taking out a handkerchief to wipe Xu Ping

's hand while saying in a coquettish tone, "It's not dirty! You smell especially good!" Xu Ping said, pressing her delicate hand to his nose and smelling it, then grinning lewdly. The beautiful woman blushed and lowered her head.

Perhaps she had become more open-minded, Lin Ziyan, though still a little uncomfortable, raised her head like a young girl in spring, and asked shyly, "Was I very lewd and ugly just now?" "Very beautiful, the more lewd, the more I like it."

Xu Ping grinned lewdly, his hands reaching out to play with her full breasts again, but before he could succeed, she grabbed them.

"Shameless!" Lin Ziyan gave Xu Ping a charming glare.

Xu Ping asked innocently, "What is shame? I really don't know! Why don't you explain?"

"I'm ignoring you!" Lin Ziyan blushed from the teasing and even started to act coquettishly.

Xu Ping touched the slightly swollen and red mark on her face with a hint of heartache, but asked in a teasing tone, "How are you going to explain this slap mark on your face when we get back?"

Women love beauty, and Lin Ziyan touched her face, feeling a burning pain. Coupled with her disheveled appearance, she was immediately worried about how to explain it. She pouted and said, "It's all your fault, what am I going to do?" "It won't heal until at least tomorrow, so why don't you stay out tonight?"

Xu Ping said innocently, but secretly he had a plan. It was just a small injury; he could easily reduce the swelling with his inner energy. It would be foolish not to take advantage of such a good opportunity.

"Where can I stay if I don't go back?" Lin Ziyan saw the lust in Xu Ping's eyes and immediately became uneasy.

"It's good that you have a place to stay,"

Xu Ping urged.

"What mischief are you planning?" Lin Ziyan asked warily.

"I swear to God, I didn't!" Xu Ping said seriously, though he didn't really know what "honesty" meant; he'd just use it for now.

"That's the only way."

Lin Ziyan touched her face, which still stung a little. How could she explain this to her daughter if she went back looking like this? Helpless, she had no choice but to agree.

"Alright, let's have the driver go back and tell him you're staying overnight at the Ministry of Works. It doesn't matter if I go back or not, no one will ask."

Xu Ping was overjoyed at his successful seduction, almost jumping for joy. At this point, as long as they found a romantic place, this beautiful mother-in-law would be a piece of cake for him. Haha! While

having the old driver go back and tell him, Xu Ping kept thinking about going to a hotel with his beautiful mother-in-law. Unfortunately, fate never gives anyone the best of luck. As he walked down the street with the beautiful woman, trying to cultivate some romance, they ran into several acquaintances in the bustling eastern part of the city.

"Master, shopping? Not going home tonight, huh?" Qiao'er walked by, eating a candied hawthorn. She glanced thoughtfully at Lin Ziyan, who was pretending not to know her, then smiled knowingly and turned away.

"Young Master Xu, did you have a good time today?" Zhang Qinghe greeted him as he walked by. Seeing Xu Ping with a beautiful woman, he gave him a knowing look, then fled.

"Haha, the night is nice tonight, Brother Ouyang. Let's go to the Enchanted Garden for some more fun!" Zhang Qihua, arm in arm with the equally unable-to-walk Ouyang Tai, slowly walked by. Seeing the stunning beauty beside Xu Ping, he blinked a few times and laughed wildly as he walked past. "Damn it all!

I don't usually see you bunch of bastards out on the street, why are you all here now to ruin my image?" Xu Ping cursed as he thought. "Am I having a run of bad luck today? Everyone I run into is scum or scoundrel."

"Oh, the Enchanted Garden, sounds nice. I'm even a little interested,"

Lin Ziyan said, glancing disdainfully at Xu Ping beside her. Her barely concealed jealousy was somewhat delightful.

Xu Ping secretly chuckled as well. Lin Ziyan herself hadn't noticed, but she used to always refer to herself as a servant, and now she called herself "this concubine"—such a change was truly pleasing!

"Damn it, you can doubt my character, but you absolutely cannot doubt my taste. Do I look like the kind of person who goes to brothels to mess around?" Xu Ping was practically exploding with rage, shouting as he walked.

Passersby on the street were drawn to his words, watching him thoughtfully.

Lin Ziyan thought about it and realized it made sense. Given Xu Ping's status, he wasn't the kind of man who needed to go to brothels to find pleasure. After all, the palace had plenty of beautiful maids, and every woman in his household was a beauty of unparalleled grace; he wouldn't need to seek out those withered flowers. Thinking of this, her mood immediately brightened, and she gently pulled Xu Ping's arm, saying coquettishly, "I believe you, I was just joking."

"Good sister, what do you want to do? Let's have a great time tonight."

Seeing his beautiful mother-in-law's gentle expression and radiant smile, Xu Ping had long forgotten his unhappiness.

"Shall we go and draw a fortune stick? I haven't done it in a long time."

Lin Ziyan was clearly still not used to being with Xu Ping, and her words still carried a hint of politeness.

Xu Ping nodded, and the two of them walked hand in hand to the center of the market, which was bustling with leisurely people. After squeezing through the crowd for a while, they finally found a fortune-telling stall in a relatively secluded corner. However, young people these days don't really like drawing fortune sticks; those who genuinely want one have gone to temples. So, there weren't many people at the stall, and the old man seemed a little lonely.

"Grandpa, can I still draw lots now?" Lin Ziyan asked softly. At this moment, she felt like a young girl on a date with her lover, overjoyed even after just walking side-by-side for a while.

"Yes, yes, young lady. It's rare that you still appreciate these old folks; I'm so happy. Your husband is such a handsome man, you're truly blessed!" The old man said happily, showering the couple with praise.

"Hehe, sir, you have such discerning eyes! I'm about to marry her, so I'd like to trouble you to draw a fortune for us!" Lin Ziyan was about to argue when Xu Ping quickly interrupted her, adopting the air of a husband.

He then gave his beautiful mother-in-law a loving look, making her lower her head and remain silent, though she felt a sense of happiness. However, since they were drawing a fortune for marriage, she felt somewhat apprehensive.

"Hehe, I really envy your youth. Back in my day, my wife and I didn't have so many tricks up our sleeves. Even when we got married, we just had our horoscopes checked honestly."

The old man clicked his tongue as he spoke, perhaps because it was his first day of business that evening, so he couldn't help but talk more. He picked up a bamboo tube filled with various fortune sticks, shook it a few times, and asked, "Who wants to draw one?" "Wife, you come!" Xu Ping, taking advantage of her inattention, put his arm around her plump waist and said softly, "It would be best to see if our first child is a boy or a girl."

Lin Ziyan blushed immediately, biting her red lips shyly and giving Xu Ping a playful glare, but she was too embarrassed to argue.

"Yes, yes, draw one. Maybe even the baby is destined!" the old man said solicitously.

Lin Ziyan felt a surge of unease, but she still piously clasped her hands together in prayer before nervously reaching for a fortune stick and handing it to the old man.

The old man smiled and unfolded the fortune slip, but after looking at it, his face was full of doubt. He frowned and glanced at Lin Ziyan, muttering, "Strange, is this fortune slip inaccurate?"

They had never heard of a fortune teller saying their slip was inaccurate, so they were both immediately puzzled. Since she had drawn it herself, Lin Ziyan asked somewhat nervously, "Old sir, what kind of fortune slip is it?" The old man shook his head, looked at Lin Ziyan, and read: "First, one's encounters are not predetermined; alone with a child, one finds love."

The language was very simple; even someone with little education could understand it. Lin Ziyan was stunned. Xu Ping quickly took her slightly sweaty hand and asked the old man curiously, "Grandpa, what does this mean?" The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I don't know. According to the meaning on the curtain, this should be a widow's fortune. A woman who draws this fortune must have lost her husband once before she can find her true love."

After saying this, he looked at Lin Ziyan with a questioning look in his eyes, and shook his head again, saying, "And she should be with a child. Strange, this young lady is so young and beautiful, she doesn't look like she's ever been married!" Hearing this explanation, Lin Ziyan was immediately stunned. She hadn't expected it to be so accurate. Thinking that she could only meet her true love after becoming a widow, she couldn't help but look at Xu Ping shyly, feeling a little happy, but also nervous and uneasy.

"This is way too accurate!" Xu Ping said, somewhat skeptical. "Old man, this isn't very accurate! I'd like to smoke another one, is that alright?" "Sure!" The old man laid out several more bamboo tubes, explaining, "You've already prayed for marriage, you can't pray for anything else. But you can ask about your career or the situation of your children and grandchildren!" "Okay!" Xu Ping nodded immediately, truly skeptical.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask Lin Ziyan, "Miss, if I may be so bold, are you truly unmarried?" Lin Ziyan immediately became a little awkward; she couldn't very well say she was out on a trip with her daughter's lover! He nodded reluctantly and said softly, "Yes, though I'm getting on in years, I'm still unmarried."

"This is a bizarre and terrible fortune stick!" The old man angrily tossed aside the bamboo tube of fortune sticks for marriage, puzzled. "My fortune sticks are usually incredibly accurate, how could this one be so unlucky?" Xu Ping and Lin Ziyan exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. It was indeed bizarre, but strangely accurate.

"Excuse me, please draw one!" The old man seemed to realize his lapse in composure, smiled apologetically, and waved for Xu Ping to continue.

Xu Ping's expression was grave. If every stick was as accurate as Lin Ziyan's, then he should ask for something. After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to draw one that was auspicious or inauspicious.

The old man took the divination slip and glanced at it. His expression didn't change much, but he smiled bitterly and read aloud: "War and turmoil arise on the road to hegemony, one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. I've really messed up today. These two lines of poetry are pieced together, and this doesn't make sense either. This should be about a warlord in a chaotic world or an emperor or general."

Xu Ping's face immediately darkened, and even Lin Ziyan looked tense. This divination slip was too eerily accurate, so eerily accurate that no one dared not believe it.

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Episode 5, Chapter 1 : The Legend of

Chen Daozi from Guiguzi. Xu Ping's expression was solemn, and he asked respectfully, "Old man, what is the interpretation of this divination slip?" Beneath the surface of this peaceful and prosperous era lies Ji Long's rebellion, border wars, and the instability of regional officials. Doesn't this divination slip foreshadow many battles to come? Could it mean that Ji Long's rebellion will succeed? The entire Hungry Wolf Camp marching north or engaging in a fierce battle with the fierce steppe wolves—either scenario was unimaginable. The old man carefully examined the fortune slip again, chuckled, and said with a hint of mockery, "Young master, don't worry about it. This fortune slip wasn't very accurate anyway. It only hints at the future, but it can't predict the outcome." "May I draw another slip?" Xu Ping asked through gritted teeth. Although Xu Ping didn't believe in these things, the thought of his bizarre time travel and this Ming Dynasty, almost identical to history, yet filled with many famous figures he knew—his master Guiguzi or Qin Shi Huang—was unsettling. The absence of heroes like Guan Yu only added to the unease. Lin Ziyan noticed Xu Ping's change in mood and immediately comforted him, squeezing his hand tightly. Her eyes, full of encouragement and tenderness, were gentle and didn't dare ask any further questions. "You may draw another fortune stick!" The old man suddenly smiled mysteriously, taking out an unmarked fortune stick container. The sticks inside were not made of bamboo, but were black. The old man said mysteriously, "However, you cannot choose again, you can only draw this one." "What is this?" Xu Ping looked around and saw that there were several other fortune stick containers. He asked in confusion, "Why can I only draw this one?" The old man smiled mysteriously and said, "You two don't need to hide anything. I was just playing a trick on you. My fortune sticks can never be inaccurate. I am just waiting for the right person in this dark corner. If it is inaccurate, I am willing to pay with my head." " ..." Lin Ziyan wanted to refute, but at this moment, she felt that the old stall owner, who had seemed somewhat shrewd just now, had completely changed. He had become very strange, but his smiling face gave people a feeling of unfathomable depth. Xu Ping's expression changed, and he immediately shielded Lin Ziyan behind him, his gaze sharp as he stared at the old man, asking each word clearly, "Who are you?" "A person of destiny!" The old man smiled gently, spreading his hands to indicate he meant no harm. Xu Ping continued to stare at him, his inner energy already subtly surging, preparing to launch a swift attack. But this old man seemed utterly powerless, clearly an ordinary person without any martial arts skills, yet why did he give him such an ethereal feeling, almost as if he didn't exist?

The old man gently stroked his long beard. His white hair and youthful face gave him an air of otherworldly grace. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he seemed to have suddenly become much younger. The old man squinted at Xu Ping, smiling as he asked, "What? Do you intend to attack a weak old man like me? With your 'Battle Dragon Technique,' which you've practiced but has no real technique? To bombard me with this inhuman true energy?" Xu

Ping was utterly stunned. The Battle Dragon Technique was his greatest secret. Neither his wife nor his closest relatives knew about it. After breaking through to the third level, he felt like a powder keg, possessing abundant true energy but lacking the corresponding techniques. For safety, he dared not practice other martial arts, so he could only bully those much weaker than himself. Even against a master like Uncle Liu, with superior internal energy, he had no chance of victory.

Seeing Xu Ping stunned, the old man laughed even more smugly, saying with a hint of mockery, "Do you really intend to take action?" Xu

Ping snapped out of his shock, feeling a cold sweat break out on his back. He stared coldly at the old man, feeling uneasy and fearful, but still asked sternly, "Who exactly are you?"

The old man leisurely sat back down on the stool, giving Xu Ping a meaningful look, and stroked his beard, reciting word by word: "Blessed by the grace of Heaven and Earth, I have now obtained the great fortune of the world, and have specially left this item for a destined person. Those who receive the teachings of Guiguzi should prioritize the common people, and may kill but not commit evil..."

Xu Ping's scalp tingled. Wasn't this the first sentence of the "Battle Dragon Manual" passed down by his master, Guiguzi? He had burned the contents of that book long ago after memorizing them; there was absolutely no way anyone else could know it.

"Don't be impatient!" The old man gently waved his hand, stood up, sighed, and said, "The secret of Guiguzi has unexpectedly fallen into the hands of an imperial family."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Xu Ping didn't know why, but he just felt that the old man wasn't hostile. From the moment the old man revealed the secret of the Battle Dragon Technique, Xu Ping had already knocked Lin Ziyan unconscious. Although she would be his woman in the future, he still didn't want the Battle Dragon Technique to be leaked, after all, it was his biggest secret to save his life.

The old man turned around, looked at Lin Ziyan sleeping in Xu Ping's arms, nodded approvingly, and said, "Hmm, that's for the best. Sit down!" Xu

Ping sat on the stool in front of the stall, but still remained highly vigilant. After all, the old man in front of him was too strange. His inexplicable appearance, his incredibly accurate fortune-telling, and even the secret he had always kept hidden seemed like trivial matters to him. This made him wary!

"Don't be nervous." The old man smiled kindly, his previous inscrutable demeanor gone. He said with a smile, "It's not as complicated as you think. This fortune stick was made by Master Guigu back then, and it just happened to fall into my hands."

"..." Xu Ping looked at him in disbelief. With such accurate fortune-telling skills, wasn't he a demigod?

"Don't look at me like that." The old man looked innocent. He said, "This set of fortune sticks has five tubes, and each person can only draw three times in their lifetime; moreover, the holder cannot make a living from it. I'm just a poor old man."

"Impossible! How do you know about the 'Battle Dragon Manual'!" Xu Ping slammed his fist on the table and shouted, feeling like he had been tricked.

"What's impossible!" The old man slowly extended his left hand, which had been hidden beneath his wide sleeve. It was only half a palm; all the fingers except the thumb had been severed. He gave a bitter smile and said, "I didn't believe these things before, but I used this fortune slip to get a reward from a wealthy family, and this is my retribution."

Xu Ping had no interest in his story and snapped irritably, "You haven't answered me yet!"

"Young man, don't be so impatient!" The old man didn't care about Xu Ping's attitude. He put his amputated hand back into his sleeve and said with a smile, "There's nothing strange or supernatural about it. You're not the only one who knows the Battle Dragon Technique. Someone else who knows it told me about it, and I thought it was possible to run into you, so I set up a stall here."

"What?!" Xu Ping was stunned, his mouth agape, unable to speak. This Battle Dragon Technique, which allowed for rapid cultivation, actually had someone else who knew it besides himself.

The old man smiled disdainfully and said, "You think these are all unique? Master Wang Xie of Guiguzi left behind countless Qimen Dunjia, Five Elements techniques, and other extraordinary treasures throughout his life. Didn't others have similar opportunities?" "

..." Xu Ping fell silent. Guiguzi's legendary life was beyond description, even in popular folklore. It wasn't surprising that he would leave behind many rare treasures, but the Battle Dragon Technique was the only one he had obtained, and he had always treasured it. Now that he knew others also possessed it, he naturally felt a pang of resentment.

"I believe it!" After thinking for a long time, Xu Ping nodded helplessly and couldn't help but ask softly, "But why are there so many legends about him among the people, and not a single thing related to him? And how should I address you?" "

Hehe!" The old man smiled gently and said, "Guiguzi had countless disciples throughout his life, but how many were fortunate enough to receive his true teachings? Whether it was Pang Juan or Zhang Yi, they only needed to grasp the superficial aspects of his knowledge to dominate the world and leave their names for generations. How could these mortals possibly fathom the divine presence of our master? As for me, if you are just a kindred spirit, you can call me Chen Daozi. If you have already become a disciple, you can call me Second Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother!" Xu Ping called out respectfully without suspicion. But he felt strange inside. Second Senior Brother? Why did it feel like calling him Pigsy? Had he become Sandy?

"Having a junior brother seems like a good idea!" The old man laughed heartily, but after a while, his expression suddenly turned serious. He said, "Alright, I won't waste any more time with you. As far as I know, there are only four people among us who have received the teachings of Guigu!"

"Who are the other two?" Xu Ping asked anxiously. Perhaps someone else possessed the martial arts techniques of the Battle Dragon Technique, which would save him the embarrassment of having a lot of internal energy but being unable to use it.

"You'll see later," Chen Daozi sighed as he packed up his stall. "I can't compare to you people who've got some martial arts manual or secret techniques. This old codger only got a tattered set of lots and a copy of 'The Yin Talisman Technique.' Sigh! I feel like I've really suffered a huge loss."

"Senior Brother, why do you say that!" Xu Ping said, his tone a mixture of flattery and envy. "This kind of extraordinary technique allows you to predict life and death and observe the heavens and earth. The Five Elements technique is incredibly advanced; if you stood on the battlefield, you'd be almost invincible, and achieving lasting fame wouldn't be difficult. So many people would kill for such an opportunity."

"What do you know!" Chen Daozi rolled his eyes, his previous ethereal demeanor completely gone. He gritted his teeth and huffed, "I regret learning this crap now! Predicting life and death and observing the heavens and earth? It sounds nice, but what good is it anyway!"

"Why?" Xu Ping asked, his heart itching. If he could learn these tricks, things would be much easier. Even just a rudimentary skill would be useful for predicting whether his target was on their period when he went out to steal a woman.

"Don't give me that! Don't think I don't know what you're up to!" Chen Daozi glared, his earlier air of otherworldly wisdom completely gone. He handed over the divination box like trash, saying, "There are so many ridiculous rules in here. If you accidentally break one, you'll be in deep trouble. I just can't find a way to undo my mistakes."

"Hmph!" Chen Daozi twitched his fingers and said, "You just want to learn this trick, and you'd better recruit me and have me work for you! Even better, you'd be doing all the divination for you every day, even making sure you don't choke on your food." "

I didn't mean that!" Xu Ping smiled awkwardly. Was his intention really that obvious?

As if complaining, Chen Daozi slammed his fist on the table and threw over three black plaques that looked like they were carved from bone, each engraved with the words "lonely," "poor," and "extinct." With a face full of rage, he said, "If you want to learn, come on! I'll teach you everything I know, and even things I don't know. I promise I won't hold back. Pick one of these three tiles!" Xu

Ping, seeing his hysteria and looking at the three ominous tiles on the table, didn't dare touch them. Curious, he asked, "What are these?" "

The Three Tiles of Seeking Heaven!" Chen Daozi grunted, put the tiles back in his bundle, and glared with his old eyes, saying, "To learn the art of seeking heaven and predicting fate, one must discard one's luck. These three tiles all have meanings. The character '孤' (lonely) represents a life of loneliness; whoever you're with will die, and wherever you stay for a long time will bring you misfortune. The character '贫' (poor) represents a life of poverty; you can't keep money at home overnight, or you won't live to see the next day. The character '绝' (extinct) represents being childless and without descendants; you'll never have anyone to care for you in your old age."

"Damn, that's so tragic!" Xu Ping was secretly startled. Luckily, he had been cautious and hadn't drawn the card; no matter which one he drew, he couldn't help but ask, seeing Chen Daozi's face flushed with anger, "So, which card did you draw?" "

I!" Chen Daozi said bluntly, "So you're definitely going to have some bad luck today."

"Well, is there any way to ward it off?" Xu Ping smiled, bowing his head. Damn it, it was a good thing he hadn't reached out to take it; drawing any one of those cards would have been worse than death! Judging from his furious expression, it was definitely not fake; it was best if nothing unfortunate happened to him.

"No!" Chen Daozi chuckled and said, "But don't worry, I just told your fortune. You'll have a bloody disaster but no misfortune. It's strange, but at least you and those around you won't be implicated by me today!" "

..." Xu Ping was puzzled. What did he mean by "a bloody disaster but no misfortune"?

Chen Daozi, still somewhat unsatisfied, continued, "Those of us who study esoteric arts have so many rules that it's enough to drive us crazy. For example, you can predict others, but you can only hint at it, not reveal it. Predicting yourself, you can know but not avoid. What's truly frustrating is predicting natural disasters. Even if you know something is going to happen, you can't say it. If you predict it will rain today, even if you're going out, if you've already calculated it, you have to obediently go out

without an umbrella and get soaked." "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother!" Xu Ping bowed respectfully, knowing that his fate was to wander the world. Staying in the capital might ruin his feng shui. He even suspected that the earthquake during his sacrificial ceremony might be because this old man was nearby.

Chen Daozi smiled slyly and said, "Easy, but as your junior brother, don't you have any filial piety to offer?" "Yes

, yes, I wonder what Senior Brother prefers?" Xu Ping nodded eagerly, but he didn't know what these reclusive masters liked.

Chen Daozi's face immediately became incredibly obsequious, but he feigned embarrassment, saying, "Junior brother, look how carefree you are with a beauty in your arms. Poor senior brother, let alone finding a woman, even eating has become a problem. My purse is empty, and if I wanted to leave, I wouldn't even have a penny to pay!" Damn

, this guy also wanted money, Xu Ping was momentarily stunned, but he quickly rummaged through his pockets and handed over all the silver notes he had on him.

Chen Daozi's eyes gleamed as he counted them, saying with a pitiful expression, "Junior brother, you don't know my difficulties. I can't ask people for money for fortune-telling; I can only get it from others. Sometimes, even if my predictions are accurate, people won't give me anything. So I've always been terribly poor, and on top of that, I'm homeless, sleeping in the open. Sometimes, if I run into bandits, I get robbed clean. Just surviving is a blessing." "

..." Xu Ping looked at his greedy appearance and felt a pang of sympathy for him. It's truly pathetic to have acquired such a broken set. If there weren't so many restrictions, it might be acceptable, but these rules are too numerous; even a deity couldn't bear it. It seems his emaciated appearance and otherworldly air aren't natural, but rather the result of hunger.

"Hehe!" After tidying up the items, Chen Daozi took out copper coins, tortoise shells, and some animal-like corpses, laying them out one by one. He solemnly began calculating, and after about half an incense stick's time, he looked up, smiling, and said, "Congratulations, Junior Brother, you've recently had a great scare but are safe."

"No other hints?" Xu Ping asked through gritted teeth. What difference did this make?

"No!" Chen Daozi shook his head, his face serious. "If I reveal it, it will bring you bad luck. Junior Brother, it's best not to ask."

"In that case!" Xu Ping suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Wasn't this guy a jinx? If he couldn't stay by his side, he could send him somewhere else, like the Ji Long family! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly praise himself for being so clever, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Chen Daozi.

Chen Daozi felt a jolt run down his spine, taking a step back in fright, and said warily, "What are you going to do?"

"Senior brother, I want to recommend you to a good job." Xu Ping grinned lewdly. If this jinx were sent to Ji Long's house for a while, he guaranteed that Ji Long's house would catch fire three times a month, he'd have a stroke during sex, suffer anal fissures during intercourse, rectal prolapse during diarrhea, and choke to death during oral sex.

Chen Daozi was indeed good at calculations. After looking at Xu Ping, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't make such calculations. The capital is under the emperor's nose, a place where imperial energy gathers. I can't stay here any longer."

Xu Ping's face immediately darkened, looking as miserable as someone who only found out their wife wasn't a virgin on their wedding night. Damn it, can't stay in the capital? What kind of ridiculous rules are these! Otherwise, we could send this guy to the grasslands to wreak havoc on those wolves. Where would he find any imperial airs?

"That won't do either!" Chen Daozi said before Xu Ping could speak. "A man of limited means has limited means; Senior Brother can't go."

"..." Xu Ping really didn't know what to say. Talking to him was pointless; he knew what Xu Ping was going to do without him even speaking.

"Nothing strange!" Chen Daozi shrugged, looking smug. "You forgot what this is all about."

Xu Ping pondered for a while. Since he couldn't stay in the capital, and couldn't be sent to another country, what should he do? Where else could he find someone he felt was best off dead? What a headache!

Frowning and thinking for a while, Xu Ping suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He remembered someone not in the capital but who was best off dead sooner or later. If this guy kicked the bucket, it would be more worthwhile than earning a million taels of silver.

"No problem!" Chen Daozi said with a smile, "I can go to the Northeast."

Xu Ping glanced at him coldly and said, word by word, "Senior brother, can you let me say something?"

"You already know, so what's the point of saying anything!" Chen Daozi chuckled and said, "With my abilities, it's not difficult for me to get by anywhere. But I don't know what kind of fate this person has; someone with a strong fate can bring him bad luck, but not death. You'd better find someone else to help him with that!" "

Senior brother!" Xu Ping looked at him with emotion. They had only met by chance, and calling each other fellow disciples was really not a proper relationship. It was truly touching that he was helping him like this. The journey to the Northeast was long, and seeing his old age, he really felt a little sorry for him.

"Don't thank me!" Chen Daozi chuckled. "I've been traveling too much and I'm exhausted. I'll be staying there for at least two or three months this time, so I can finally rest a bit, hehe!"

"Then I won't thank you!" Xu Ping cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and asked solemnly, "Does Senior Brother have any requests for you?" Chen

Daozi thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and shook his head. "Although I have children and grandchildren, they all thought I was dead. I've secretly checked on them; they're living very well now. Besides enjoying their freedom, I have no other desires."

Xu Ping's face fell; he didn't want to owe anyone a favor!

Chen Daozi smiled and looked at Xu Ping. After a while, he suddenly said with a solemn expression, "Junior brother, recently there have been rumors in the martial arts world that someone has found a cenotaph for Master. This matter is of utmost importance. If some people with ulterior motives obtain Master's treasures, then…"

Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, but then cold sweat broke out on his back. If there really was a cenotaph, and what was left behind were martial arts techniques, at most a master would emerge; but if what was left behind were military formations, strategies, or esoteric arts, and a few freaks like Zhang Yi or Su Qin appeared, then would there be any hope for this already turbulent world?

"That's all I have to say!" Chen Daozi finished packing and walked past Xu Ping, saying softly, "Junior Brother, please be respectful. Also, the other two are closely monitoring this matter. What Guigu teaches can be obtained if one is destined, but cannot be forced. They will not allow anyone to disturb Master's cenotaph. If necessary, I think they will come to you."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Xu Ping bowed respectfully.

Chen Daozi chuckled and shook his head, turning away as he walked, saying, "Although I am all alone, and there is always the possibility of my remains being lost, I have watched the world with a smile, observing the coldness and warmth of human relationships. I have lived this life freely. I don't know if we will meet again after this parting. Take care, Junior Brother." "

Yes!" Xu Ping watched his thin back with a solemn expression as he slowly disappeared into the crowd, inwardly marveling at this extraordinary method of judging life and death and observing fate. It was not something ordinary people could bear. It seemed that such miraculous arts were not something that mortals could fathom.

He glanced at the soft, beautiful woman in his arms. Lin Ziyan was still fast asleep. Xu Ping told himself not to think too much about it; after all, Chen Daozi had said there was nothing to do recently, so it was better to enjoy the moment. He secretly sent a wisp of qi to her acupoints.

Lin Ziyan murmured something in her sleep, her beautiful eyes slowly opening. She looked around and realized she had fainted in Xu Ping's arms. After struggling free, she saw no one at the stall. Her delicate face flushed with shyness, and she asked in confusion, "What happened to me?"

"Who knows?" Xu Ping shook his head, affectionately touching her pretty face, and said softly, "You were probably too excited and fainted a little!"

"Where's the fortune teller?" Lin Ziyan asked somewhat fearfully. After all, suddenly fainting while standing was a bit too strange. Coupled with those ominous fortune sticks, anyone would be uneasy.

Xu Ping didn't want to frighten her, so he gently pulled her into his arms and leered, saying, "After drawing the last fortune stick with me, you took my reward and went off to drink and carouse."

"What fortune stick?" Lin Ziyan asked curiously, no longer in the mood for embarrassment.

"Hehe!" Xu Ping smiled mysteriously, and when she wasn't looking, he lightly kissed her alluring, luscious red lips, laughing heartily, "I had him calculate it for me. You'll give me a son in the future, and it won't be long."

"You're so annoying!" Lin Ziyan blushed and scolded him, but suddenly felt something was off, looking at Xu Ping with suspicion.

Xu Ping felt a little uneasy under her gaze and asked suspiciously, "What are you looking at!"

Lin Ziyan glared at Xu Ping, her voice full of suspicion as she questioned, "Tell me the truth, was that old man your doing? Did you pretend to be a fortune teller to tease me?"

"I swear, I really didn't do anything," Xu Ping immediately assured her.

"Hehe, how many oaths do you swear a day?" The beautiful woman chuckled, but her expression clearly showed disbelief. After all, given Xu Ping's status, arranging someone like that would be incredibly easy.

Xu Ping probably understood her thoughts, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I'll go for the most extreme one. I swear on my manhood, if I cheated, may that part of me never get hard again."

"You scoundrel, you're vulgar," Lin Ziyan blushed and snorted lightly, but she no longer doubted him.

"Hehe, I think that's very sincere!" Xu Ping laughed heartily, pulling her hand as they continued strolling along the bustling street.

Lin Ziyan asked curiously as they walked, "By the way, didn't you ask which temple that old man was from? We can visit him sometime, donate some money, and offer prayers. He must be a master to be so accurate!" "

..." Xu Ping looked at her silently, somewhat amused, and said, "Does he look like a monk?"

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