Ultimate Fantasy Wuxia Thriller: A Journey to the Qin Dynasty

Xiang Shaolong, an elite soldier of the 11th-century Chinese special forces, became a guinea pig in an experiment, sent back to the Warring States period before Christ. However, the time machine suffered a devastating explosion, annihilating all the researchers.
Xiang Shaolong was stranded in the most turbulent and rapidly changing era of China more than two thousand years ago. Finding Qin Shi Huang became his sole objective; only by becoming the partner of Ying Zheng, then a fallen ruler in Handan, the capital of Zhao, could he have a chance to become a powerful figure of his time. The process is naturally full of wit, twists, and turns. This is a must-read, imaginative science fiction creation.
Chapter One: The Time Machine
"Screech!"
The screeching sound of tires screeching against the ground rang out in front of the busiest bar in the city, the "Black Panther Bar." A military jeep belonging to the elite Seventh Team, a special forces unit known as the elite of the elite, suddenly stopped.
Amidst cheers and laughter, Xiang Shaolong and three teammates grabbed the door frame and leaped out of the vehicle. After three months of arduous physical and tactical training in the Gobi Desert, a rare three-day holiday was finally granted. How could he not enjoy life to the fullest and repay his parents for raising him?
Xiang Shaolong, twenty years old, possessed a healthy glow from his sun-darkened skin. While he might not be considered a handsome young man, his nearly two-meter height, broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and muscular build—without an inch of excess fat, sharp, intelligent eyes, a high, straight nose, rounded cheekbones, and a square face—combined with a flirtatious smile at the corner of his sharply defined lips, made him undeniably attractive to any woman.
Just as they were about to rush inside, a chaotic commotion erupted as objects fell to the ground amidst applause and shouts. Their teammates, Xiao Zhang and Man Niu, who had arrived earlier, were thrown out, sprawling haphazardly outside the door, groaning as they tried to get up. What would normally be a simple action proved incredibly difficult for these two elite special forces soldiers.
The four men paled and rushed forward to help the two men up. The rhinoceros-like creature with the tumor on its forehead exclaimed in horror, "How many people?"
This question made a lot of sense. Xiao Zhang and Man Niu belonged to the Seventh Special Forces Team, an elite unit handpicked and trained by the entire national army, specifically designed to handle the most dire situations, such as counter-terrorism operations, assassination or rescue missions in hostile countries, and protecting dignitaries. Their training included the use of various weapons, hand-to-hand combat, physical endurance, wilderness survival, and various espionage techniques—in short, to train them into superhumans. Even ten or so strong men couldn't easily harm them.
However, they were also the object of envy from other units; those troublemakers considered it an honor to defeat members of the Seventh Team. Therefore, during their weekend revelry, brawls and disturbances were routine, but being kicked out like this was a first.
Xiao Zhang regained some consciousness and opened his bruised eyes. Seeing that it was Xiang Shaolong who had helped him up, he exclaimed joyfully, "Brother Long, quickly avenge us!"
Everyone in the army respectfully called Xiang Shaolong "Brother Long," not because of his age, but because he was the team's top marksman, free-fighting champion, and the most physically fit hero. Man Niu,
panting, pointed into the bar and said, "It's the 841st unit's instructor, Black-Faced God, daring to provoke our Ice Beauty."
The four men were furious. Ice Beauty Zheng Cuizhi was their team commander's beautiful military secretary; before any of them had successfully pursued her, how could they allow other units to get their hands on her? Xiang
Shaolong, itching for a fight, puffed out his chest and shouted, "Help them inside and let your little brother show off his skills!" He strode into the bar. The
spacious bar was filled with smoke, the music and chatter deafening. Half of the patrons were soldiers and police officers loitering around, along with some foreigners. There were only about thirty ordinary people; the atmosphere was noisy and lively.
The moment he appeared at the door, the bar fell silent.
The burly, black-faced man and a dozen soldiers from his unit, dressed in civilian clothes, were drinking and joking with several sexy, alluring women. The icy beauty, Zheng Cuizhi, had the black-faced man's arm around her slender waist. Seeing that it was Xiang Shaolong, who usually ignored her, she deliberately pressed her seductive body against him and even kissed his cheek.
The black-faced man's eyes lit up when he saw Xiang Shaolong. His hand moved down, touching Zheng Cuizhi's ample buttocks, giving them two forceful slaps, and he laughed, "One against one, or all at once!"
There's an unwritten rule in the military: fights are usually fought with fists, unless there's deep-seated hatred or blind rage. Otherwise, knives or broken bottles or other potentially lethal weapons are used to avoid escalating the situation and being arrested and punished by the military police.
Seeing Zhou Xiangmei, the bar's queen, leaning against the table and smiling at him, Xiang Shaolong's ambition soared. He calmly smiled and said, "I don't care about someone like you. Do as you please."
The bar's men and women alike erupted in laughter and jeers, fueling the frenzy and pushing the atmosphere to its peak.
Xiao Zhang moved next to him and whispered a warning, "Be careful! This kid's tough."
Someone shrieked in a strange voice, "Someone's scared!"
The onlookers, enjoying the spectacle, laughed even harder.
"Bull" came over and whispered, "Those two behind Blackface are the two fiercest champion boxers from the local Hung Kwon. They're well-prepared this time, determined to humiliate us."
Xiang Shaolong had already noticed the two men with their fierce aura. "Observing the environment" was the second of the seven major training orders for special forces, the first being "being well-prepared," and the third being "remaining calm." This was exactly what he needed to do now. He whispered, "Tell them to stand by and watch. I'm confident I can handle these three alone."
At this moment, Blackface took off his suit jacket and handed it to Ice Beauty. He took two steps forward and said coldly, "Xiang Shaolong! I've been putting up with you for a long time. Last time you injured more than ten of us at Wildcat Karaoke. Today, I'll settle the score with you." Xiang
Shaolong told his five comrades to disperse and retreat. He also took two steps forward and came to within four steps of Blackface. He leisurely called to the bartender, "Give me a bottle of fresh milk so I can quench my thirst after teaching Blackface a lesson."
These two sentences immediately drew laughter from the bartender.
The man with the black face shouted, "This kid's going to use all his strength!"
He feigned a movement to the left, then sneered and kicked out from below, aiming for Xiang Shaolong's shin five inches above and below.
Xiang Shaolong easily dodged.
Seeing that a fight had finally broken out, the crowd, men and women alike, cheered and fanned the flames. The man with
the black face roared, lunging forward with lightning speed, his body low to the ground, and punched at Xiang Shaolong's chest. Xiang Shaolong stepped back again, avoiding the blows.
Seeing him dodge without retaliating, the crowd mocked him, with the man with the black face shouting insults. The
man with the black face, thinking Xiang Shaolong was afraid, became even more smug. He bent his middle finger into a phoenix-eye fist, pressed his advantage, and lunged forward, aiming a punch at Xiang Shaolong's nose.
Xiang Shaolong thought, "Good!" Just as the fist was about an inch from his nose, he was sent flying backward, as if he had been knocked off the ground by the punch.
The crowd went wild, shouting and yelling.
Man Niu and the others knew they couldn't hit him, and were wondering why he only dodged and didn't attack when the kid retreated six steps, leaned back, and fell into the arms of Zhou Xiangmei, the bar queen, who was sitting in a chair.
Zhou Xiangmei screamed in fright.
Black-faced God pounced like a mad tiger.
Xiang Shaolong shouted, straightened his body, and took the opportunity to grab Zhou Xiangmei's high, firm breasts with his right hand. Using his waist strength, he sprang up and lunged at Black-faced God like a cannonball, ignoring the latter's fists as they slammed down on his back, his head hitting Black-faced God squarely in the groin.
Before the Black-Faced God could even land a blow on Xiang Shaolong, an irresistible, immense force struck him from above, sending his nearly 100-kilogram body flying backward like a toy, landing solidly in the center of the dance floor.
The two hundred-plus people in the bar fell silent. The once noisy atmosphere instantly turned to utter stillness, save for the rhythmic and energetic "Music and Anger" blares from the loudspeakers in the four corners of the bar.
Xiang Shaolong, like a tiger unleashed, pounced on the sprawled Black-Faced God.
Seeing the situation turn against them, the two professional boxers hired by the Black-Faced God simultaneously rushed forward, bypassing the still-unable-to-get-up Black-Faced God, and flanked Xiang Shaolong from both sides.

His comrades, including Bully Xiao Zhang, cursed him for being shameless, but didn't join the fight. No one had more faith in Xiang Shaolong than they did.
The battle ended in the blink of an eye.
Xiang Shaolong dodged the enemy's attacks with a series of swift movements, then darted between the two men like a leopard. He elbowed the left-handed boxer in the ribs, parried the punch with his right hand, and before the left-handed man could fall, delivered two consecutive knee strikes to the right-handed man's groin. Black-faced God, barely managing to stay upright, was caught off guard when Xiang Shaolong, in excruciating pain, punched Black-faced God hard in the nose. With a scream, Black-faced God spat out blood, falling onto Cuizhi who had rushed over, and the two immediately tumbled to the ground.
Xiang Shaolong laughed loudly, pointing at Black-faced God's group and shouting, "Come on! All of you, attack!"
Wild Bull and the others pressed forward, rubbing their fists together.
Cuizhi scrambled to her feet, screaming, "Xiang Shaolong! You're something else! I'll make you pay!"
Xiang Shaolong had no time for her; he went to the bar's queen, Zhou Xiangmei, grabbed her, and dragged her straight out of the bar.
Zhou Xiangmei asked, "Where are you taking me?"
Xiang Shaolong picked her up and placed her in the seat next to the driver of the jeep, laughing, "Of course, home! How can I afford the expensive hotel rent?" Back home, Xiang Shaolong led her upstairs. He opened the door and went inside. She hesitated outside for a minute before following him in with her head down.
The double bed was covered with snow-white sheets and blankets. On the coffee table were a thermos and two glasses wrapped in white paper. Two sofa chairs were placed side-by-side against the wall where the curtains were drawn. Her slightly uneasy expression could be seen in the large mirror on the dressing table.
Xiang Shaolong closed the door, turned on the bathroom light, and said to her, "Why don't you take a shower first?"
The atmosphere was a little awkward. She replied, "What about you?"
"You don't mean you're going to shower with me, do you?" Xiang Shaolong said.
Zhou Xiangmei felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly as she slipped into the bathroom.
Xiang Shaolong turned off the room lights, turned on the air conditioner, and switched on the TV and bedside lamp, making the room much softer. Hearing the running water in the bathroom, his restless heart couldn't contain itself. He grabbed his change of clothes and went to the bathroom door.
"May I come in?" Xiang Shaolong asked, gently knocking on the door.
"Sure!" came the reply from inside.
The door opened, and she, already dressed in a white slip dress, emerged with a mischievous grin.
"You naughty girl!" Xiang Shaolong thought to himself, but said aloud, "You tricked me!"
He quickly washed himself and changed into clean underwear. He kept an eye on the sounds outside, afraid she might change her mind and leave.
He peeked through the crack in the door. He saw her sitting on the bed, knees bent under the sheets, her eyes glued to the TV. She seemed completely absorbed, sometimes raising her eyebrows, sometimes slightly parting her lips.
Xiang Shaolong suddenly flung open the bathroom door, only to see her shyly hide under the covers. Xiang Shaolong turned off the TV, turned on the bedside music, and pulled back the covers to lie down.
She turned away, burying
her rosy cheeks in the cotton pillow. Was it shyness or fear? Xiang Shaolong reached out his right arm to embrace her, but she turned her back again. I reached out with both hands through her white slip to grasp her breasts. I discovered she wasn't wearing a bra under her slip; my hands touched soft, warm flesh.
Xiang Shaolong's body trembled slightly as he caressed her. Zhou Xiangmei mumbled, trying to hide her discomfort, "Ugh! Cold…!"
When Xiang Shaolong, trembling, propped himself up with his left hand to kiss her ear, she considerately leaned back. His lower body pressed against her full hips, sending a shiver down Xiang Shaolong's spine!
Inhaling her delicate fragrance, Xiang Shaolong kissed her earlobe. Her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and her breathing gradually quickened.
Xiang Shaolong moved his right hand to her right shoulder and pulled down the right shoulder strap of her petticoat. In the soft light, a pink areola was visible on her high, firm breasts, with pink nipples nestled within. He grasped them again with his right hand, the sensation from before now clearly tangible.
"Ah...uh...oh...ouch...ouch...ah...uh...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei was powerless to resist.
Zhou Xiangmei turned around and pulled down the left shoulder strap of her petticoat, revealing a pair of round, high breasts. Xiang Shaolong removed his upper garment and pounced on her. His upper body kneaded her breasts, his hands hooking behind her armpits as he knelt on top of her. He kissed her lips and neck roughly and passionately, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.
"Gently!" she moaned, as she slipped her hands inside Xiang Shaolong's underwear.
"Hoo!" As she rubbed Xiang Shaolong's penis, Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but let out a deep breath.
While kneeling to facilitate her movements, Xiang Shaolong buried his face in the depths of her chest, sucking on her soft, swollen breasts. Occasionally, due to carelessness, his front teeth brushed against her areola, unexpectedly causing her to open her cherry lips and let out a few soft moans. This discovery emboldened Xiang Shaolong to occasionally pinch her nipples between his lips. Unable
to resist any longer, she pulled down Xiang Shaolong's underwear, holding his penis between her thighs. A few more rubbings caused Xiang Shaolong to tear off her petticoat, turn around, and bury his head between her legs.
A woman's thighs were truly softer and more comfortable than a feather pillow; Xiang Shaolong thought that sleeping while holding a woman's thighs must be the greatest pleasure in life. While sucking on her long, soft thighs, he smelled a different fragrance. It was a unique scent emanating from between her cotton-white underpants. Her underpants were slightly damp, revealing a thin slit between her bulging mounds.
Xiang Shaolong gently rubbed the slit with his index finger, feeling the warmth and moisture of the volcano about to erupt.
"Ah! Ah...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei twisted her legs from side to side, her hands tightly gripping Xiang Shaolong's lower body, and she let out seductive moans.
Hearing her alluring whimpers, Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but pull down her snow-white underpants.
Sparse, curly black pubic hair covered her mounds, and the two doors of her peach blossom cave writhed slightly in the dampness with her trembling. Gently parting a patch of pink flesh, a deep, secluded path could be seen leading straight inside. Flicking the two doors from side to side, she couldn't resist sitting up and pulling Xiang Shaolong down to lie beside her.
Zhou Xiangmei bent her right leg, trapping Xiang Shaolong between her thighs, while her left leg opened and bent. With her left hand, she guided Xiang Shaolong's penis to her genitals, rubbing it repeatedly.
After this gentle, warm rubbing, a tingling sensation rose from the bottom of her perineum. Xiang Shaolong felt humiliated and quickly pressed his right hand against the throbbing sensation in her genitals, took a deep breath, and climbed on top of her.
He kneaded her firm breasts with both hands, taking turns sucking on her nipples. He spread her legs with his knees, and lightly touched her genitals with his penis, until she had to beg him. She whispered, "Gently...gently...a little...gently...I...am afraid...I can't...take it."
Xiang Shaolong deliberately continued this gentle touching until his glans felt incredibly wet. He knew she had suffered enough; her genitals were overflowing with desire.
"Brother Long...come...in...quickly..." she pleaded breathlessly. "Come in quickly... Oh..." As she pleaded again, Xiang Shaolong unexpectedly thrust it into her private parts, causing her to let out a muffled cry.
Even as she writhed, she wouldn't forget to bend down every now and then to give Xiang Shaolong a loving kiss. Her writhing was skillful. The deep, slight writhing minimized the stimulation for Xiang Shaolong, while providing her with constant pleasure, as evidenced by the twitching expressions on her face.
She breathed heavily, as if gasping for air, her chest heaving, her breasts swaying rhythmically with her movements.
"Ah...uh...oh...ouch...ouch...ah...uh...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei was powerless to resist.
Xiang Shaolong propped his head up with two pillows, admiring her expressions. Her smooth abdomen writhed with her movements, creating a deep wrinkle. Her long, black hair flew wildly with each turn of her head. His penis moved in and out of her private parts, sometimes fully inserted, sometimes half-exited. Only then did Xiang Shaolong notice a pink pearl slightly above her vulva. He rubbed it with his fingers in rhythm with her writhing.
"Ah... um..." Her movements became faster and faster, and the pressure of her kneading increased. Of course, the pressure on her fingers, which were kneading her nipple, also increased.
After a while, Zhou Xiangmei called out to Xiang Shaolong incoherently, "Ah... almost out... faster... faster... hug... hug me..." As she cried out, she leaned her upper body forward to increase the pressure. Xiang
Shaolong did not respond to her, and instead thrust his hips upwards unintentionally from time to time. After about ten times, she hugged Xiang Shaolong's upper body tightly and cried out wildly, "I... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..." She raised her
plump buttocks and groaned incessantly, "Ah... ouch... um... um... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch... ouch..."
Zhou Xiangmei's last few kneading strokes were really hard, making Xiang Shaolong's pubic bone ache slightly. After a loud cry, she collapsed, saying, "I'm so dizzy, I want to lie down."
Xiang Shaolong carried her to bed, gazing at her pale, sweaty body; she was truly exhausted! But what about the thing sandwiched between her thighs?
"Do you still want more?" Xiang Shaolong thought she was probably tired and wanted to rest.
"You take over!" Her slightly panting lips uttered an answer that surprised Xiang Shaolong.
Xiang Shaolong lifted her to the edge of the bed, placing her legs on his arms, and, standing at the edge of the bed, began his second wave of attack with the deepest penetration and widest contact.
“Ouch…ah…ouch…ouch…no…don’t…no…” She raised her plump buttocks, moaning incessantly: “Ouch…ouch…um…um…ouch…ouch…ouch…ouch…ah…ah…oh…um…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…” Her jade legs hooked around Xiang Shaolong’s neck. After a while of moaning, she continued to thrust: “Ouch…faster…faster…I…I… …”
Her half-standing, half-crouching position saved Xiang Shaolong a lot of energy. The forward thrusts created waves on her chest and her moans of pleasure. The sound of his penis slapping against her perineum mingled with the sound of piston-like movements. It was a masterpiece of three impacts in one strike.
“So itchy…so itchy…ah…it’s so itchy…faster…no…don’t do this…faster…faster…um…come on…faster…come on…I want…I want…I…ah…ah…ah…faster…give it to me…give it to me…I want…I want…” Zhou Xiangmei kept calling out.
"Ouch...ouch..." The sounds reached her ears as he rubbed and kneaded her, sending shivers down her spine. She experienced two orgasms. This was evident in the strength of her grip on Xiang Shaolong's arms and the frequency of her vaginal contractions.
In the turmoil, a gush of fluid surged towards her uterus, and Xiang Shaolong quickly pried her legs apart, leaning forward to press his body against her chest.
"Ah...ah...ah...!" Zhou Xiangmei cried out several times in sync with the frequency of Xiang Shaolong's ejaculation.
"Ring..."
Accustomed to strict military training, Xiang Shaolong immediately snapped out of his daze, freeing himself from Zhou Xiangmei's arms and legs, and picked up the microphone.
Cui Zhi's clear voice reached his ears: "Captain Xiang, you have fifteen minutes to wash up. The armored vehicle from the Military Police is waiting for you outside the gate."
Zhou Xiangmei groaned softly, "You jerk! Come on!"
Xiang Shaolong, rubbing his still slightly sore back from countless rounds of fighting with this slut last night, exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? A fight can't be this big of a deal!"
Cui Zhi coldly replied, "Who said it's related to fighting? The Academy of Sciences wants our best-fitting special forces personnel to do experiments. I saw how valiant you were last night, how amazing your stamina is, so..." "I've recommended you to the commander, and he's already issued the order!"
Xiang Shaolong knew perfectly well that she was taking revenge, and he gritted his teeth in anger. "But I'm still on leave today!"
Cui Zhi giggled and said, "My dear Captain Xiang, you can only take leave when there's no mission. Soldiers belong to the country 24 hours a day."
Xiang Shaolong wanted to strangle her, but he sighed and said, "Alas! I was so brave last night, wasn't it all for you? Are you really unaware or just pretending?"
Xiang Mei crawled out naked from under the covers and said, "Who are you talking to?"
Xiang Shaolong quickly gestured for her to be quiet.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone line, then a soft voice said, "You're lying!"
Xiang Shaolong covered Zhou Xiangmei's mouth with one hand, about to speak, and sang with his silver tongue, "How could I lie to you? I, Xiang Shaolong, think about you day and night, I just haven't said it! You know that! You…"
Cuizhi interrupted him, "Alright! We'll talk about it later! At most, you'll only be a lab rat for one day. Next time, I'll find someone else. Hurry up and change your clothes."
With a "snap," the line was disconnected.
The armored vehicle stopped in front of the heavily guarded gates of the Academy of Sciences. Xiang Shaolong was escorted inside like a prisoner by four military police officers and handed over to the institute's guards. He was immediately taken to a room filled with instruments, resembling a ward, where he underwent a full-body examination. After the doctor signed the report with satisfaction, a nurse wheeled him out of the room.
Lying on the gurney, Xiang Shaolong protested, "I'm not a patient, I can walk by myself."
The nurse, clearly intrigued, smiled as she pushed him along, "Be a good boy, I not only know you're not a patient, but I also know you're stronger than an ox."
Xiang Shaolong, unrepentant, his lust resurfacing, asked, "Hey! What's your name? How can I find you?"
The nurse glared at him, answering impatiently.
A series of gates rose ahead, and the nurse pushed him deeper into the building, until they reached an elevator.
Eight guards stood by the door, taking Xiang Shaolong in.
Xiang Shaolong felt a chill; what kind of experiment was this? Why was the laboratory located in the dungeon beneath the Academy of Sciences?
The elevator descended at least ten stories before stopping. Xiang Shaolong was then pushed out by the guards, passing through several more doors, until they arrived at a vast lobby.
Looking around, Xiang Shaolong sat up in fright.
A colossal, thirty-meter-high hall, resembling a massive molten iron furnace made of synthetic metal, loomed before him.
The hall was filled with all sorts of instruments, like the interior of a giant spaceship.
A hundred or so male and female researchers in white coats were busily operating various instruments.
The hall was divided into two levels on either side; the top level was separated by floor-to-ceiling glass, where countless other researchers sat working in front of various unidentified electronic devices, while some pointed and commented at him through the glass.
Xiang Shaolong was bewildered. Good heavens! What was going on? The serious and grand atmosphere here was no joke.
Two researchers, a man and a woman, approached him. The man smiled and said, "I am Dr. Fang Ting, and this is Dr. Xie Zhimin, assistant to Director Mark, the chief engineer of the Time-Space Project."
Xiang Shaolong stood up and said, "What's going on here? At least tell me why I'm here!"
The rather plain-looking female doctor, Xie Zhimin, who resembled an old maid, said seriously, "Don't worry! Everything is safe. As for the details, Director Mark will tell you personally."
Dr. Fang Ting said, "A soldier's duty is to serve the country. Captain Xiang should feel honored to be the first human test subject of the Time-Space Project. Come on!"
Xiang Shaolong shook his head and smiled bitterly, helplessly following them towards the enormous object. Alas! What bad luck he had today!
Xiang Shaolong lay in a metal humanoid box, his hands, feet, waist, and neck all tightly bound, becoming a test subject at the mercy of others.
Just as Xiang Shaolong was cursing Zheng Cuizhi and imagining how to get her on his hands after the experiment, and then take revenge by ravaging her in bed, an old man with gray hair and glasses appeared above the box, looking down at him and smiling, "I am Director Ma. How does Captain Xiang feel?"
Xiang Shaolong sneered, "I feel like an animal being sent to the slaughterhouse, not even knowing if it's a pig or a cow slaughterhouse."
Director Ma chuckled dryly, "Captain Xiang, you're joking." He paused and asked, "You're more familiar with that period of our country's history."
Xiang Shaolong was taken aback and said, "That has nothing to do with doing..." "What does the experiment have to do with it?"
Director Ma said unhappily, "Answer my question first."
Xiang Shaolong sighed at his bad luck, wanting to get to the point quickly. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "I don't know much about history, but I recently watched the movie 'Qin Shi Huang,' and I really admire his Epang Palace and his indulgent lifestyle. I've also read a few books about the Warring States period and Qin Shi Huang..."
Director Ma said impatiently, "Hey! That's enough. It's the Qin Empire, 246 BC, the first year of Qin Shi Huang's reign." Then he repeated the year on the walkie-talkie in his white robe.
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in astonishment, "My God! What are you talking about?"
Director Ma became excited, his old face beaming. He reached down and touched Xiang Shaolong's cheek, smiling, "Friend! You are incredibly lucky to become the first person in human history to travel back in time."
Xiang Shaolong, confused, said, "You..."
Director Ma had no interest in listening to him and excitedly said, "Have you seen those shows on TV called 'Time Tunnel'? Look! This is the magnificent Time Tunnel! It's no longer a dream, but a reality. Soon I will change all of humanity's concepts of time and space..."
Xiang Shaolong, lying in the box, couldn't see anything and struggled, saying, "Don't joke around!" "Tell me what kind of experiment I'm here for!"
Director Ma's excitement didn't wane as he launched into a torrent of words. "You'll be sent into the time furnace in a moment. With just the press of a button, the hydrogen fusion reactor at the bottom will accumulate enough energy within thirty-six hours to create an energy black hole in the thermonuclear core, breaking through spacetime. Then, the magnetic field transporter will send you back to the world before Christ. Would
n't that be amazing?" Xiang Shaolong broke out in a cold sweat, looking at this mad scientist who was practically insane, and said, "Are you kidding me?"
Director Ma replied, "Of course not. I've successfully sent twelve white mice and two monkeys back to the past and brought them back safely. Unfortunately, they can't tell me if they actually went there or what it felt like. That's why I'm asking the military to supply our strongest soldiers as experimental subjects. That person is you, Xiang Shaolong."
Xiang Shaolong was terrified and cried out, "I disagree! I want to leave the army immediately!"
Director Ma said unhappily, "Don't panic. You'll only be there for less than ten seconds." "It's like having a short dream; all I want you to remember is what happened in the dream. You can inject now."
While Xiang Shaolong was still protesting, a staff member injected him with a syringe of medicine. As his consciousness began to fade
, the lid closed, and the sturdy box, cast from synthetic metal, moved, passing through the open circular opening of the time furnace and entering.
All the instruments in the laboratory immediately sprang into action, countless indicator lights lit up, and nearly four hundred researchers were mobilized, operating and monitoring intently.
Time passed slowly, hour by hour.
Director Mark, who had arrived at the main control tower, became increasingly excited, his eyes shining.
The final moment finally arrived, and the laboratory began a countdown starting from one hundred.
"Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight..."
The alarm suddenly sounded. The
anxious voice of the researcher responsible for monitoring the force field inside the furnace came through: "The energy inside the time furnace is abnormally rising. Please instruct Director Mark whether the power source should be shut down immediately."
"Forty-eight, forty-seven..."
All the staff's eyes were fixed on Director Mark.
"Thirty-nine, thirty-eight, thirty-seven..."
Director Ma stared at the readings on the instruments displaying the frantically rising energy field inside the furnace, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. After a moment's hesitation, he waved his hand dejectedly and issued the order: "Emergency measure five, execute immediately!"
Suddenly, a muffled thunderous sound echoed from inside the furnace, followed by the entire laboratory shaking violently. Intense, scorching white light shot out in all directions as the time furnace exploded.
Before anyone could even utter a sound, the entire laboratory, hidden deep underground, was decomposed into molecules by the powerful explosion, leaving not a trace behind, and of course, no one survived.
Chapter Two: Ancient Beauty
Xiang Shaolong suddenly awoke, his entire body wracked with excruciating pain. He was horrified to realize that he was falling from a great height.
"Boom!" Amidst the flying tiles, he felt himself crash through the roof, fall into the house, and land on top of a man. Then came a woman's scream. Through his blurry vision, he could barely make out the back of a naked woman fleeing before he lost consciousness.
He didn't know how many days had passed. In his hazy, delirious state, he vaguely felt a woman meticulously attending to him, wiping his body, changing his clothes, treating his wounds, and feeding him goat's milk. Finally, one night, he awoke. The scene before him made him gasp.
Heavens! Where was he?
He lay on a soft, thick mat on the ground. An oil lamp hung on the wall, its dim light weakly illuminating the simple house, about ten square meters in size, with mud walls and a tiled roof. On one wall hung a straw raincoat and hat, and in the corner was an unlit fire pit, surrounded by pots, stoves, basins, bowls, chopsticks, and other primitive cooking utensils that one would only see in a history museum. On the other side were several wooden boxes of various sizes, one of which held a bronze mirror.
Xiang Shaolong felt a chill run down his spine.
The mad director had said he would only stay for ten seconds before being sent back. Why was he still in this nightmarish place? Had he really ended up in the hometown of Qin Shi Huang before the Common Era?
Footsteps sounded.
Xiang Shaolong's gaze was fixed on the wooden door, his heart pounding. He prayed that this was just part of an experiment, a prank orchestrated by the madman, to convince himself that he had truly traveled back to ancient times through that ghostly furnace.
The wooden door opened.
A beautiful woman in ancient clothing, dressed only in rough linen and worn in movies, with a red headscarf, her long hair parted in the middle and pulled back to her ears, intertwining at her temples to form two braids. She carried a bottle in her hands, wore straw sandals, and gracefully stepped in.
She was beautiful and slender, her bright eyes catching Xiang Shaolong staring at her blankly. Startled, she nearly dropped the bottle, quickly put it down, knelt down, and touched his forehead with her delicate hand. She spoke rapidly in her melodious voice, her face beaming with joy.
Xiang Shaolong thought, "It's over," and fainted again.
The sunlight stung his eyes, waking him. The room was quiet and empty.
This time, he felt much better than before. Being naturally optimistic, he let go of everything and tried to get up. Pulling out of bed, he realized he was wearing a strangely shaped ancient robe, at least two sizes too small. The collar went around his neck and down to his chest, while underneath he wore shorts that looked like an apron—it was terribly ugly.
Xiang Shaolong suppressed the urge to hide back under the covers and looked up. He saw signs of recent repairs on the roof and remembered falling from the sky that day, landing on top of a man.
Was that person alive or dead? He had hurt someone, so why was that beautiful ancient woman still so kind to him?
Suppressing a bellyful of questions, he stood up.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, and after a moment he found himself leaning against the window, gripping the sill for support. The sunlight streaming in made him feel a little better.
What had happened? What went wrong with that ghost experiment? Why hadn't he gone back yet? Was he never going back? His family and friends must be worried sick, not to mention the revenge he was about to take on Zheng Cuizhi in bed.
Xiang Shaolong felt like crying from the pain.
It was so hot; a can of soda would have been perfect.
Looking outside, he saw lush greenery, an unusually blue sky, and drifting white clouds more delicate and pristine than cotton.
Xiang Shaolong's heart skipped a beat; he knew he had truly returned to the past, otherwise, how could there be such a pristine, clear sky?
His hands and feet bore the scars of burns, but thankfully they were healing through peeling and wouldn't cause any serious harm.
After his self-pity and despair, Xiang Shaolong felt his strength quickly return, and his curiosity was rekindled.
What kind of world was outside? Could he really find the tyrannical Qin Shi Huang described in the movies?
He pushed open the door and stepped outside. He found himself in a quiet little village, a stream winding around the back of the house and flowing out into the valley. From the right, he could faintly hear a woman singing. To the left was a mulberry grove, seemingly a silkworm farm.
Remembering the ancient, beautiful woman in simple clothes, Xiang Shaolong's mood improved. He followed the sound of the song.
The woman, dressed in plain white, her skirt pulled up and tied at the waist, revealed a thin veil and a pair of shapely, long legs. She was squatting by the stream washing clothes and pottery bowls and plates, her expression relaxed and carefree, softly singing an unknown tune.
Xiang Shaolong, suddenly captivated by her beauty and her exquisite features, was overcome with lust. He walked over, but his footing faltered, and he stepped on a loose patch of mud, letting out a cry of surprise as he fell into the stream with a "plop."
The beautiful woman was startled and rushed into the water to help him.
Xiang Shaolong emerged from the chest-deep water just as the woman arrived. She took his hand and placed it on her fragrant shoulder.
Xiang Shaolong's heart fluttered, and he seized the opportunity to lean against her fragrant body.
The woman spoke to him with concern and apprehension.
This time, Xiang Shaolong was much quicker-witted and understood most of what she said. It sounded like a difficult dialect from Hebei or Shanxi, and he roughly understood that she was scolding him for running out before he had fully recovered. He couldn't help but feel grateful and said, "Thank you, Miss!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, staring at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Where did you come from?"
Although this was still difficult to understand, Xiang Shaolong finally guessed the whole sentence and immediately fell silent. What could he say? Should he tell her that she was from the 21st century, traveling in a time machine?
At this moment, the two were still standing in the water, completely soaked. Xiang Shaolong was still unconcerned, but the beautiful woman's clothes were thin, and the wetness revealed her curves, making her almost naked.
The woman blushed when she saw Xiang Shaolong's burning gaze fall on her chest, forgetting the question, and hurriedly helped him ashore.
Xiang Shaolong couldn't resist taking the opportunity to lightly touch her breast. The woman blushed even more, but didn't object or scold him.
Xiang Shaolong was delighted. It seemed that beauties in this era were more open than in the 21st century. The idea that women were confined to their homes and that a man who had seen their body would marry them was just a fabrication, or perhaps a product of the detestable Confucian moralistic pronouncements. In
that case, even if he couldn't return to the 21st century for the time being, life wouldn't be too boring.
After changing into dry clothes, Xiang Shaolong and the beautiful woman sat opposite each other, eating the millet rice she had prepared, along with bitter greens, mutton, and braised meat seasoned with five kinds of spices.
Perhaps because he was hungry, Xiang Shaolong ate with great relish; everything was exceptionally delicious, even more so than Peking duck or hamburgers.
The beautiful woman ate while watching him with great interest.
Xiang Shaolong wondered to himself, "This place is so remote, with no villages or houses in sight, yet her life is so prosperous. Is life better in ancient times than in modern times? "
The beautiful woman spoke softly.
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in surprise, "What?"
The woman repeated herself, and this time he understood. She was saying she was very tall, and she had never seen anyone so tall.
He chuckled to himself, thinking that people in that era must have been shorter. He casually asked, "What's your name?"
The woman shook her head, indicating she didn't understand. Encouraging him to say it three more times, she finally said, "The people of Sanglin Village call me 'Beautiful Silkworm Girl.'"
This time it was Xiang Shaolong's turn not to understand. When he finally did, they both laughed happily. Xiang Shaolong then gave his name. The conversation continued in this cycle of trial and error, neither wanting to stop. When Xiang Shaolong was about 80% sure he understood her dialect, he asked about the incident of falling from the broken house that day.
The beautiful silkworm maiden blushed slightly and said, "The man you crushed that day was a local bully from the neighboring village named Jiao Du. He followed me from the market all the way here, trying to humiliate me. Luckily, the young master fell from the sky and crushed him. I buried him in the mulberry grove." After a pause, her ears turning completely red, she lowered her head shyly and said, "I married two brothers, but they were conscripted into the army by evil men and killed in Changping."
The Battle of Changping—wasn't that the famous Qin-Zhao War in history, in which Qin general Bai Qi massacred 400,000 Zhao soldiers? Xiang Shaolong hurriedly asked, "How long ago was that?"
The beautiful silkworm maiden said, "Nine years ago."
The Battle of Changping took place in 260 BC, so now it's 251 BC. Director Ma the Madman wanted to send him back to 246 BC, the year Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne. Now it's only five years off, which is quite accurate.
A thought struck him, and he asked, "Where is this place?"
The silkworm-raising woman replied, "Didn't people say it's Sanglin Village?"
Xiang Shaolong asked, "Is this part of the Zhao Kingdom?"
The silkworm-raising woman shook her head, saying, "I don't understand what you're talking about. I only know about Sanglin Village. The people at the market told me about my two husbands' deaths."
Xiang Shaolong chuckled, "You really married two husbands at the same time?"
The silkworm-raising woman asked in surprise, "Of course it's true!"
Xiang Shaolong sighed inwardly. Although he had read several books about the Warring States period, he knew nothing about the customs of that era. He could only brush aside the question and ask, "Didn't you have any children with them?"
The silkworm-raising woman said sadly, "After the two fathers of my children left, my life was very hard. My children both fell ill and died. Later, I learned how to raise silkworms, and my life finally stabilized."
Xiang Shaolong felt a surge of pity; this beautiful woman had suffered so much.
The silkworm-raising woman whispered, "Every day I prayed to Heaven, begging for a husband. Just when I was at my lowest point, Heaven opened its eyes and sent you to me. I'm overjoyed! From now on, you are my husband."
Xiang Shaolong was speechless. But this was good; he wouldn't have to waste his breath explaining his origins.
Alas! He would probably have to rely on her to support him. Just then, a thought struck him. He realized that in 251 BC, Qin Shi Huang should still be struggling and unsuccessful in Handan, the capital of Zhao. If he could find a partner to share his wealth, wouldn't he be able to rise to power and have everything he wanted when Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne? He could have as many beautiful women as he desired. Thinking of this, his heart itched, and he asked, "Do you know how to get to Handan?" The beautiful silkworm girl
shook her head blankly, then her face turned pale. She bit her lower lip and said in a trembling voice, "Do you want to leave here?"
Xiang Shaolong crawled over, pressed close to her fragrant back, and reached out his hand... Holding her lower abdomen, he said softly, "Don't be afraid! Wherever we go, I will take you with me."
Mei Can Niang, her body going limp from his embrace, exclaimed joyfully, "Really!"
Xiang Shaolong nibbled on her earlobe, saying, "Of course it's true!"
Mei Can Niang had only ever been with two rough, uncouth husbands before; she had never experienced such flirtatious teasing. Her body trembled as she said, "I'm going to the market tomorrow. Let me ask around! I'll definitely know where Handan is."
Xiang Shaolong slipped a large hand inside her clothes, kneading her full, soft breasts, and asked, "Has that local tyrant been poisoned... hey... what do you mean?"
Mei Can Niang gasped, "He just undressed me, he hasn't... oh!" Her lips were already sealed.
Xiang Shaolong had never encountered such a docile and submissive beauty before, and he quickly unleashed his skills. The room was filled with passion, and moans and gasps filled the air like a symphony. For the first time in many years, Mei Can Niang, deprived of intimacy, experienced the pleasures of equal sexual relations between men and women.
Xiang Shaolong embraced her, gently licking her lips with his tongue. Mei Canniang seemed startled, but she reciprocated with her own tongue, theirs intertwining.
Xiang Shaolong tried to tease Mei Canniang's ears, and her body twitched, clearly experiencing pleasure. He reached into her panties; they were soaked.
Unable to resist any longer, Xiang Shaolong stripped off all his clothes and began passionately kissing Mei Canniang's body, eliciting moans from her. Touching her nipples, hard as pink cherries, he longed to devour them. He inserted his fingers into her vagina, digging and probing forcefully until she couldn't resist any longer. She wrapped her arms around Xiang Shaolong's body and rolled over. He then mounted her. Mei Canniang
's body was delicate, beautiful, and fair; her curves were exquisitely beautiful. Even just looking at her was intoxicating, a blissful experience, beyond mere caressing and playing with.
"Oh...oh...oh...it itches...it itches...ah...ah..."
Xiang Shaolong stroked Mei Can Niang's high, firm breasts with his left hand. His right hand moved down her smooth abdomen. Mei Can Niang didn't have much pubic hair, but it felt soft and lovely in his hand, like cotton. Especially her vulva, which made his
whole body heat up when he squeezed it. Mei Can Niang's vaginal fluid flowed a lot, making her thighs wet.
Xiang Shaolong made his movements more fierce. He lowered his head and kissed her small mouth. He slowly sucked and licked, making her feel uncomfortable, as if she was in pain but actually feeling good.
Mei Can Niang was pressed down and couldn't breathe. She pretended to struggle, but she couldn't wait to open her legs and stick out her buttocks in preparation.
Xiang Shaolong immediately caressed her erogenous zones. Then he thrust his hard penis straight into her peach blossom cave. She felt a slight pain, and grasped his penis with her other hand, saying, "It's so big... I'm afraid... I can't handle it..."
Xiang Shaolong rolled over, flattening her body, his hot glans pressed against the entrance, deeply kissing her lips while pinching her nipples with both hands. After this constant teasing, her whole body trembled, and her juices flowed freely.
Finally, unable to resist the intense itch, she gasped, "Good man... take it slowly..." As she spoke, she spread her legs
wide. Xiang Shaolong's penis was now swollen, and gradually, its head met the opening of her swaying vagina. It also pushed in along the slippery opening, gradually going deeper. Then, with a sudden thrust, Mei Can Niang cried out, "Ah!" The thick, long penis was fully inserted.
Mei Can Niang felt a little pain in her vagina, but the large penis inside her gave her a tingling, comfortable feeling.
At this moment, Xiang Shaolong began to thrust. With each thrust, Mei Can Niang felt even more itchy. At the same time, she experienced all kinds of pleasure. She moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...humph..."
Xiang Shaolong began using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, each time hitting her G-spot, causing Mei Can Niang to scream and cry out wildly, "Oh...mmm...mmm...you're hitting me...ah...hitting me to death..."
Mei Can Niang's tight vulva was now swollen to the brim. Her vaginal fluids overflowed like a spring.
Each time Xiang Shaolong's penis went in and out, perhaps because it was too tight, the surrounding bright red vulva was also pulled in and out, making one's heart race. At the same time, Mei Can Niang's slender waist twisted incessantly. Her round, white buttocks also responded to Xiang Shaolong's movements.
Xiang Shaolong thrust in and out repeatedly. She gasped, "Like this, slowly...mmm...don't go too fast...mmm...I wish it were like this every day...I'd be willing to die..."
Xiang Shaolong thrust hard and fast, penetrating deeply and withdrawing even more rapidly. Each thrust was entirely focused on her G-spot. This made the beautiful silkworm girl pant heavily, and she became even more wild. Her
large buttocks thrust violently. Her hands also grabbed wildly at Xiang Shaolong's body. "Plop...plop..." sounds came from her vulva. She
moaned incessantly, "Oh...oh...harder...kill me...ah...please...harder..."
The beautiful silkworm girl suddenly hugged Xiang Shaolong tightly, burying her head in his chest, saying, "Mmm...mmm...good man...I want you to thrust faster...faster...oh..." The beautiful silkworm girl
giggled coquettishly, and Xiang Shaolong, aroused by her teasing, intensified his movements. The beautiful silkworm girl swayed her buttocks, her lower body gently welcoming her. She moaned, "Good, so good...mmm...mmm...my good man...I...I'm so happy..."
Xiang Shaolong, emboldened by the beautiful silkworm girl's thrusts, increased his strength even further.
The beautiful silkworm girl cried out wildly, "Ah...so beautiful...I...I'm going to heaven...you...I...I'm going to die...humph..."
She spun her hips like a madwoman, twisting and swaying violently. Her large, white buttocks thrust upwards, making a series of "plop...plop..." sounds.
Her buttocks swayed violently, lifting and thrusting upwards, shouting more and more forcefully, "Oh...oh...that...that place...is so...so good...no...no...not good...ah!"
Their frenzied movements fueled Xiang Shaolong's burning desire. He began to thrust forcefully, each stroke reaching the very core.
The beautiful silkworm girl continued to moan, "Mmm...mmm...oh...my...mmm...humph...uh...good man...stop...I'm done...ah..."
She was driven to ecstasy by Xiang Shaolong's thrusts, her entire buttocks constantly thrusting in and out. She moaned incessantly, "Ah...I love it...it's so beautiful...mmm...I...you're so capable..."
She giggled and panted. Her wanton manner was intoxicating.
Mei Can Niang pressed down hard on Xiang Shaolong's buttocks with her hands, hoping he would tighten his grip on her clitoris and stop moving. Xiang Shaolong ignored her, thrusting violently for a while. Mei Can Niang cried out again, "Oh... Brother... I can't take it anymore... Hmm... Hmm... It's about to leak out... Hmm... It's over..."
Mei Can Niang's body trembled violently, and her vaginal fluid flowed onto the bed.
Xiang Shaolong continued thrusting, feeling the heat of her vaginal fluid on his glans, which felt incredibly comfortable and began to tingle and itch. Xiang Shaolong thrust wildly, pumping a dozen more times, feeling a tingling sensation, and his ejaculation resumed, his semen gushing out, reaching her clitoris.
Both were exhausted after their intense battle and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Xiang Shaolong felt an itch in his nostrils, sneezed, and woke up. It turned out Mei Can Niang was teasing him with a mulberry leaf.
It was still dark.
He pulled Meican Niang into his arms, pinning her to the mat, pressing his body against her sensitive areas. He then reached under her buttocks, lifting her up to meet his touch, leaving her no escape. Above, he greedily kissed her wet, red lips. Caught off guard, Meican Niang was aroused and became intoxicated, moaning softly, whether in pleasure or protest, it was unclear.
Xiang Shaolong lifted her lower garment, revealing her round and firm thighs. Just as he was about to strike, the beautiful silkworm girl, her face burning, cried out, "Shaolong! We must set off for the market immediately!"
Xiang Shaolong snapped out of his daze, stopped his advances, and warned, "Still dare to be naughty?"
The beautiful silkworm girl smiled and said, "I dare! But not now. If we don't go to the market soon, we won't have anything to eat today."
Xiang Shaolong was aroused by her hot and voluptuous body and hesitated, "It won't take much time to do it once, will it?"
The beautiful silkworm girl hugged him shyly and said softly, "My good man! Yesterday, from the afternoon until I went to sleep, except for eating, you did it to me. You were more powerful than my two husbands combined. Now you want to humiliate me again? Do you want to kill me? Get up!"
Xiang Shaolong remembered her thirst and charm last night, and his heart stirred. But thinking of going to find Qin Shi Huang, he could only suppress his desire and get up.
The beautiful silkworm maiden brought out a set of clothes, saying, "This was made for you while you were unconscious. It will look very handsome on you."
Xiang Shaolong put it on with her help. The length was just right, and although it was coarse linen, it still made the beautiful silkworm maiden's eyes light up. She exclaimed, "I never imagined there was such a handsome man as you in the world!" She then wrapped his long hair in a cloth. After washing up, they hurriedly set off.
Xiang Shaolong, carrying a whole bundle of silkworm silk on his shoulder, a wood-chopping knife at his waist, and wearing straw sandals, followed the beautiful silkworm maiden out of the valley, heading towards the ancient world beyond Xiaobi, belonging to more than two thousand years ago.
Chapter Three: First Display of Skill .
The two walked down the mountain path in the pre-dawn darkness, heading towards the market far beyond the endless mountain range.
Xiang Shaolong felt an unprecedented tenderness and infatuation for this woman. Holding her close, they ran downhill; for this soldier who had received special training, it was as easy as breathing.
The beautiful silkworm girl was very surprised, but when she thought that he was sent down to the mortal world by the heavens, she was no longer surprised.
Xiang Shaolong casually asked, "How did you end up marrying those two brothers? Where are your own family?"
Mei Can Niang, startled by his sudden jump, cried out, clutching her breasts, her pretty face flushed red, and replied, "I live in a place three days' walk from the sun. One day, those two brothers brought ten tiger skins, one bear skin, fifty sable skins, five cows, and one hundred sheep to exchange for me with my father. Such a generous dowry was unheard of in our tribe, so I married them."
Xiang Shaolong lifted her up by the waist, wading across a narrow ravine only three meters wide. He thought to himself that if he had the latest AK-47, he could hunt tiger skins to exchange for women, but he asked, "How old were you that year?"
Mei Can Niang clung tightly to his neck, whispering in his ear, "Fourteen!"
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in shock, "What? You're not even of legal age for lovemaking yet!"
When they reached the main road outside the mountains, the sun was just beginning to rise in the east.
The man and woman, separated by over two thousand years of time, walked side by side affectionately, chatting and laughing happily.
The beautiful silkworm girl, now in love and having experienced the most passionate and romantic half-day and night of her life, was overjoyed. Like a little girl, she linked arms with Xiang Shaolong, shuffling along in her straw sandals. The once arduous journey had become endless fun. She laughed, saying, "Before, it took at least ten hours to get to the market, but since someone built this military transport road, it only takes four hours. So much faster!"
Xiang Shaolong thought to himself, "War can actually promote transportation development, indirectly stimulating the economy and increasing efficiency. In this era, war also has its good aspects."
Alas! It's a pity I can't bring anything. If I had a machine gun, or even a large-caliber pistol, I might have become the highest-paid mercenary in this Warring States period.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Then he thought of the bar queen Zhou Xiangmei and Zheng Cuizhi, who had caused him to be in this state. And then there were his parents, who always called him an unfilial son. His two older brothers and three older sisters were all better than him. Now that he was gone, they probably wouldn't be too heartbroken. But a nagging feeling lingered that the truth wasn't quite like that. It was a shame he couldn't even call them to let them know he was safe.
The sound of wheels scraping the ground came from behind. It was a mule cart heading to the market, carrying more than ten white sheep. Two men, an old man and a young man, who looked like farmers, greeted them warmly. They both stared in surprise at the imposing and tall Xiang Shaolong, showing little surprise at the beauty of the silkworm-producing woman.
After the mule cart drove away, several riders galloped past, all dressed as ancient warriors, with bows, arrows, swords, and axes on their horses, but they weren't soldiers.
The two men moved aside to avoid them.
The beautiful silkworm maiden whispered in his ear, "These warriors are all escorts, specializing in transporting wealth for merchants; it's the most lucrative job."
Xiang Shaolong laughed, "Ha! Finally, a job suitable for me!"
The beautiful silkworm maiden shrieked, "No! I can't lose you, my husband!"
Xiang Shaolong was startled, comforted her a few words, and then pulled her along on their way.
Xiang Shaolong, an elite soldier of the 21st-century Chinese special forces, became a lab rat, sent back to the Warring States period before Christ. However, the time machine suffered a devastating explosion, annihilating all the researchers from the three eras.
Xiang Shaolong was stranded in the most turbulent and rapidly changing era of China more than two thousand years ago. Finding Qin Shi Huang became his sole objective; only by becoming the partner of Ying Zheng, then a destitute ruler in Handan, the capital of Zhao, could he have a chance to become a powerful figure of his time. The process is naturally full of wit, humor, and unexpected twists. This is a must-see, imaginative science fiction creation.
Chapter One: The Time Machine
"Screech!"
The screeching sound of tires screeching against the ground echoed in front of the busiest bar in the city, the "Black Panther Bar." A military jeep belonging to the elite Seventh Team, a special forces unit known as the elite of the elite, suddenly stopped.
Amidst cheers and laughter, Xiang Shaolong and three teammates grabbed the door frame and leaped out of the vehicle. After three months of arduous physical and tactical training in the Gobi Desert, they finally had a three-day holiday. How could they not enjoy life to the fullest and repay their parents for raising them?
Xiang Shaolong is twenty years old this year. His dark skin, tanned from long-term sun exposure, shines with a healthy glow. He may not be considered a handsome young man, but he is nearly two meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. He has firm, bulging muscles without an inch of excess fat, bright and intelligent eyes, a high and straight nose, rounded cheekbones, and a square face. Combined with the flirtatious smile on his angular lips, he has all the qualities that would make any woman fall for him.
Just as they were about to rush inside, a chaotic commotion erupted as objects fell to the ground amidst applause and shouts. Their teammates, Xiao Zhang and Man Niu, who had arrived earlier, were thrown out, sprawling haphazardly outside the door, groaning as they tried to get up. What would normally be a simple action proved incredibly difficult for these two elite special forces soldiers.
The four men paled and rushed forward to help them up. Rhinoceros Leopard, with a tumor on his forehead, exclaimed in horror, "How many people?"
This question held great weight. Xiao Zhang and Man Niu belonged to the Seventh Special Forces Team, an elite unit handpicked and trained by the entire national military, specifically designed to handle the most dire situations, such as counter-terrorism operations, assassination or rescue missions in hostile countries, and the protection of dignitaries. Their training included the use of various weapons, hand-to-hand combat, physical endurance, wilderness survival, and various espionage techniques—in short, to train them into superhumans. Even ten or so strong men couldn't easily harm them.
However, they were also the object of envy for other units; those who sought to cause trouble considered it an honor to defeat members of the Seventh Special Forces Team. So, during holidays when people were indulging in revelry, causing trouble and fighting was a routine occurrence. However, being kicked out like this was a first.
Xiao Zhang, now a bit more sober, opened his bruised eyes and, upon seeing that it was Xiang Shaolong who had helped him up, exclaimed with delight, "Brother Long, quickly avenge us!"
Everyone in the army respectfully called Xiang Shaolong "Brother Long," not because of his age, but because he was the team's top marksman, free-fighting champion, and the most physically fit hero.
Man Niu, panting, pointed into the bar and said, "It's the instructor Black-Faced God from Unit 841, daring to provoke our Ice Beauty."
The four of them were furious. Ice Beauty Zheng Cuizhi was their team commander's beautiful military secretary, and before any of them had successfully pursued her, how could they allow other units to get their hands on her?
Xiang Shaolong, itching for a fight, puffed out his chest and shouted, "Help them inside and let your little brother show off his skills!" He strode into the bar first.
The spacious bar was filled with smoke and deafening music. Half of the patrons were soldiers and police officers loitering around, along with some foreigners. There were only about thirty ordinary people. The atmosphere was noisy and boisterous.
As soon as he appeared at the door, the bar immediately fell silent.
The burly, dark-faced man and more than a dozen soldiers from his unit, dressed in civilian clothes, were drinking and joking with several sexy and alluring women. The icy beauty Zheng Cuizhi, with the dark-faced man's arm around her waist, deliberately pressed her alluring body against him and kissed his cheek when she saw that it was Xiang Shaolong, who usually ignored her.
When the stern-faced man saw Xiang Shaolong, his eyes lit up. His hand moved down, touching Zheng Cuizhi's ample buttocks, giving them two hard slaps, and he laughed, "One against one, or all at once!"
There's an unwritten rule in the military: if you're going to fight, fight with your fists. Unless there's deep-seated hatred or someone's blinded by rage, they won't use knives or broken bottles—things with greater destructive power—to avoid escalating the situation and getting arrested and punished by the military police.
Xiang Shaolong saw the bar queen, Zhou Xiangmei, leaning against the table, smiling at him. His ambition surged, and he calmly smiled, "I don't care about someone like you. Do as you please."
The bar's men and women alike started to cheer and laugh, fueling the frenzy, the atmosphere reaching its peak.
Xiao Zhang moved next to him and whispered a warning, "Be careful! This kid's tough."
Someone shrieked in a strange voice, "Someone's scared!"
The onlookers, enjoying the spectacle, laughed even harder.
"Bull" came over and whispered, "Those two behind Blackface are the two fiercest champion boxers from the local Hung Kwon. They're well-prepared this time, determined to humiliate us."
Xiang Shaolong had already noticed the two men with their fierce aura. "Observing the environment" was the second of the seven major training orders for special forces, the first being "being well-prepared," and the third being "remaining calm." This was exactly what he needed to do now. He whispered, "Tell them to stand by and watch. I'm confident I can handle these three alone."
At this moment, Blackface took off his suit jacket and handed it to Ice Beauty. He took two steps forward and said coldly, "Xiang Shaolong! I've been putting up with you for a long time. Last time you injured more than ten of us at Wildcat Karaoke. Today, I'll settle the score with you." Xiang
Shaolong told his five comrades to disperse and retreat. He also took two steps forward and came to within four steps of Blackface. He leisurely called to the bartender, "Give me a bottle of fresh milk so I can quench my thirst after teaching Blackface a lesson."
These two sentences immediately drew laughter from the bartender.
The man with the black face shouted, "This kid's going to use all his strength!"
He feigned a movement to the left, then sneered and kicked out from below, aiming for Xiang Shaolong's shin five inches above and below.
Xiang Shaolong easily dodged.
Seeing that a fight had finally broken out, the crowd, men and women alike, cheered and fanned the flames. The man with
the black face roared, lunging forward with lightning speed, his body low to the ground, and punched at Xiang Shaolong's chest. Xiang Shaolong stepped back again, avoiding the blows.
Seeing him dodge without retaliating, the crowd mocked him, with the man with the black face shouting insults. The
man with the black face, thinking Xiang Shaolong was afraid, became even more smug. He bent his middle finger into a phoenix-eye fist, pressed his advantage, and lunged forward, aiming a punch at Xiang Shaolong's nose.
Xiang Shaolong thought, "Good!" Just as the fist was about an inch from his nose, he was sent flying backward, as if he had been knocked off the ground by the punch.
The crowd went wild, shouting and yelling.
Man Niu and the others knew they couldn't hit him, and were wondering why he only dodged and didn't attack when the guy retreated six steps, leaned back, and fell into the arms of Zhou Xiangmei, the bar's queen, who was sitting in a chair.
Zhou Xiangmei screamed in fright.
Black-faced God pounced like a mad tiger.
Xiang Shaolong shouted, straightened his body, and took the opportunity to grab Zhou Xiangmei's high, firm breasts with his right hand. Using his waist strength, he sprang up and lunged at Black-faced God like a cannonball, ignoring his opponent's fists as he slammed them down on his back, his head striking Black-faced God's groin. Before
Black-faced God could even land a hit, an irresistible force struck him from above, sending his nearly 100-kilogram body flying backward like a toy, landing solidly in the center of the dance floor.
The two hundred-plus people in the bar fell silent. The noise instantly turned to complete silence, with only the loudspeakers in the four corners of the bar still blaring rhythmic and energetic "Music and Anger" chants.
Xiang Shaolong, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, pounced on the black-faced man who was sprawled on his back.
Seeing the situation turn against them, the two professional boxers hired by the black-faced man rushed forward, bypassing the still-unable-to-get-up black-faced man, and attacked Xiang Shaolong from the left and right.
His comrades, including Xiao Zhang, cursed him for being shameless, but didn't join the fight. No one had more faith in Xiang Shaolong than they did.
The battle ended in the blink of an eye.
Xiang Shaolong swayed several times, dodging the attacks, and like a leopard, darted between the two men. He elbowed the boxer on the left in the ribs, parried the punch with his right hand, and before the left man fell, delivered two consecutive knee strikes to the right man's groin. The black-faced man, barely able to stand, was already on his knees when Xiang Shaolong delivered a powerful punch to the bridge of his nose. Amidst screams of agony, the Black-Faced God spat out blood, spilling onto Cui Zhi who rushed over, instantly turning the man and woman into rolling gourds on the ground.
Xiang Shaolong laughed loudly, pointing at the Black-Faced God's group and shouting, "Come on! All of you, attack!"
Man Niu and the others pressed forward, rubbing their fists together.
Cui Zhi scrambled to her feet, screaming, "Xiang Shaolong! You'll pay for this!"
Xiang Shaolong had no time for her; he walked over to Zhou Xiangmei, the bar's queen, grabbed her, and dragged her straight out of the bar.
Zhou Xiangmei asked, "Where are you taking me?"
Xiang Shaolong picked her up and placed her in the seat next to the driver of the jeep, laughing, "Of course, home! How can I afford the expensive hotel rent?" Back home, Xiang Shaolong led her upstairs. He opened the door and went inside. She hesitated outside for a minute before following him in with her head down.
The double bed was covered with snow-white sheets and blankets. On the coffee table were a thermos and two glasses wrapped in white paper. Two sofa chairs were placed side-by-side against the wall where the curtains were drawn. Her slightly uneasy expression could be seen in the large mirror on the dressing table.
Xiang Shaolong closed the door, turned on the bathroom light, and said to her, "Why don't you take a shower first?"
The atmosphere was a little awkward. She replied, "What about you?"
"You don't mean you're going to shower with me, do you?" Xiang Shaolong said.
Zhou Xiangmei felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly as she slipped into the bathroom.
Xiang Shaolong turned off the room lights, turned on the air conditioner, and switched on the TV and bedside lamp, making the room much softer. Hearing the running water in the bathroom, his restless heart couldn't contain itself. He grabbed his change of clothes and went to the bathroom door.
"May I come in?" Xiang Shaolong asked, gently knocking on the door.
"Sure!" came the reply from inside.
The door opened, and she, already dressed in a white slip dress, emerged with a mischievous grin.
"You naughty girl!" Xiang Shaolong thought to himself, but said aloud, "You tricked me!"
He quickly washed himself and changed into clean underwear. He kept an eye on the sounds outside, afraid she might change her mind and leave.
He peeked through the crack in the door. He saw her sitting on the bed, knees bent under the sheets, her eyes glued to the TV. She seemed completely absorbed, sometimes raising her eyebrows, sometimes slightly parting her lips.
Xiang Shaolong suddenly flung open the bathroom door, only to see her shyly hide under the covers. Xiang Shaolong turned off the TV, turned on the bedside music, and pulled back the covers to lie down.
She turned away, burying
her rosy cheeks in the cotton pillow. Was it shyness or fear? Xiang Shaolong reached out his right arm to embrace her, but she turned her back again. I reached out with both hands through her white slip to grasp her breasts. I discovered she wasn't wearing a bra under her slip; my hands touched soft, warm flesh.
Xiang Shaolong's body trembled slightly as he caressed her. Zhou Xiangmei mumbled, trying to hide her discomfort, "Ugh! Cold…!"
When Xiang Shaolong, trembling, propped himself up with his left hand to kiss her ear, she considerately leaned back. His lower body pressed against her full hips, sending a shiver down Xiang Shaolong's spine!
Inhaling her delicate fragrance, Xiang Shaolong kissed her earlobe. Her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and her breathing gradually quickened.
Xiang Shaolong moved his right hand to her right shoulder and pulled down the right shoulder strap of her petticoat. In the soft light, a pink areola was visible on her high, firm breasts, with pink nipples nestled within. He grasped them again with his right hand, the sensation from before now clearly tangible.
"Ah...uh...oh...ouch...ouch...ah...uh...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei was powerless to resist.
Zhou Xiangmei turned around and pulled down the left shoulder strap of her petticoat, revealing a pair of round, high breasts. Xiang Shaolong removed his upper garment and pounced on her. His upper body kneaded her breasts, his hands hooking behind her armpits as he knelt on top of her. He kissed her lips and neck roughly and passionately, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.
"Gently!" she moaned, as she slipped her hands inside Xiang Shaolong's underwear.
"Hoo!" As she rubbed Xiang Shaolong's penis, Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but let out a deep breath.
While kneeling to facilitate her movements, Xiang Shaolong buried his face in the depths of her chest, sucking on her soft, swollen breasts. Occasionally, due to carelessness, his front teeth brushed against her areola, unexpectedly causing her to open her cherry lips and let out a few soft moans. This discovery emboldened Xiang Shaolong to occasionally pinch her nipples between his lips. Unable
to resist any longer, she pulled down Xiang Shaolong's underwear, holding his penis between her thighs. A few more rubbings caused Xiang Shaolong to tear off her petticoat, turn around, and bury his head between her legs.
A woman's thighs were truly softer and more comfortable than a feather pillow; Xiang Shaolong thought that sleeping while holding a woman's thighs must be the greatest pleasure in life. While sucking on her long, soft thighs, he smelled a different fragrance. It was a unique scent emanating from between her cotton-white underpants. Her underpants were slightly damp, revealing a thin slit between her bulging mounds.
Xiang Shaolong gently rubbed the slit with his index finger, feeling the warmth and moisture of the volcano about to erupt.
"Ah! Ah...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei twisted her legs from side to side, her hands tightly gripping Xiang Shaolong's lower body, and she let out seductive moans.
Hearing her alluring whimpers, Xiang Shaolong couldn't help but pull down her snow-white underpants.
Sparse, curly black pubic hair covered her mounds, and the two doors of her peach blossom cave writhed slightly in the dampness with her trembling. Gently parting a patch of pink flesh, a deep, secluded path could be seen leading straight inside. Flicking the two doors from side to side, she couldn't resist sitting up and pulling Xiang Shaolong down to lie beside her.
Zhou Xiangmei bent her right leg, trapping Xiang Shaolong between her thighs, while her left leg opened and bent. With her left hand, she guided Xiang Shaolong's penis to her genitals, rubbing it repeatedly.
After this gentle, warm rubbing, a tingling sensation rose from the bottom of her perineum. Xiang Shaolong felt humiliated and quickly pressed his right hand against the throbbing sensation in her genitals, took a deep breath, and climbed on top of her.
He kneaded her firm breasts with both hands, taking turns sucking on her nipples. He spread her legs with his knees, and lightly touched her genitals with his penis, until she had to beg him. She whispered, "Gently...gently...a little...gently...I...am afraid...I can't...take it."
Xiang Shaolong deliberately continued this gentle touching until his glans felt incredibly wet. He knew she had suffered enough; her genitals were overflowing with desire.
"Brother Long...come...in...quickly..." she pleaded breathlessly. "Come in quickly...oh..." Amidst her repeated pleas, Xiang Shaolong unexpectedly thrust himself into her private parts, causing her to let out a muffled cry.
Even as she writhed, she didn't forget to bend down occasionally, giving Xiang Shaolong a loving kiss. Her writhing was skillful. The deep, slight writhing minimized the stimulation for Xiang Shaolong, while providing her with constant pleasure, as evidenced by the twitching expressions on her face.
She gasped for breath, her chest heaving, her breasts swaying rhythmically with her movements.
"Ah...uh...oh...ouch...ouch...ah...uh...ah..." Zhou Xiangmei was powerless to resist.
Xiang Shaolong propped his head up with two pillows, admiring her expressions. Her smooth abdomen writhed with her movements, creating a deep wrinkle. Her long, black hair flew wildly with each turn of her head. His penis moved in and out of her private parts, sometimes fully inserted, sometimes partially withdrawn. Only then did Xiang Shaolong notice a pink pearl slightly above her private parts. He rubbed it with his fingers in rhythm with her swaying movements.
"Ah... um..." Her movements became faster and faster, and the pressure of his rubbing increased. Naturally, the pressure on his fingers, which were rubbing the pearl, also increased.
Soon, Zhou Xiangmei called out to Xiang Shaolong incoherently, "Ah... almost there... faster... faster... hold... hold me..." She leaned forward further to increase the pressure. Xiang
Shaolong didn't respond, but instead thrust his hips upwards unintentionally. After about ten repetitions, she grabbed Xiang Shaolong's upper body and hugged him tightly, screaming wildly, "I... I'm going to die... I'm dying..." She
raised her plump buttocks, moaning incessantly, "Ah... oh... um... um... oh... ah... oh... ah... oh... um... um... ah..."
Zhou Xiangmei's last few kneading strokes were really forceful, making Xiang Shaolong's pubic bone ache slightly. After a loud cry, she collapsed and said, "I'm so dizzy, I want to lie down."
After Xiang Shaolong carried her to lie down, looking at her pale, sweaty body, he realized she was truly exhausted! But what about it sandwiched between her thighs?
"Do you still want more?" Xiang Shaolong thought she was probably tired and wanted to rest.
"It's your turn to be on top!" Her slightly panting cherry lips uttered an answer that surprised Xiang Shaolong.
Xiang Shaolong carried her to the edge of the bed, placed her legs on his arms, and stood on the edge of the bed, ready to launch his second wave of attack with the deepest and widest contact.
“Ouch…ah…ouch…ouch…no…don’t…no…” She raised her plump buttocks, moaning incessantly: “Ouch…ouch…um…um…ouch…ouch…ouch…ouch…ah…ah…oh…um…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…” Her jade legs hooked around Xiang Shaolong’s neck. After a while of moaning, she continued to thrust: “Ouch…faster…faster…I…I… …”
Her half-standing, half-crouching position saved Xiang Shaolong a lot of energy. The forward thrusts created waves on her chest and her moans of pleasure. The sound of his penis slapping against her perineum mingled with the sound of piston-like movements. It was a masterpiece of three impacts in one strike.
“So itchy…so itchy…ah…it’s so itchy…faster…no…don’t do this…faster…faster…um…come on…faster…come on…I want…I want…I…ah…ah…ah…faster…give it to me…give it to me…I want…I want…” Zhou Xiangmei kept calling out.
"Ouch...ouch..." The sounds reached her ears as he rubbed and kneaded her, sending shivers down her spine. She experienced two orgasms. This was evident in the strength of her grip on Xiang Shaolong's arms and the frequency of her vaginal contractions.
In the turmoil, a gush of fluid surged towards her uterus, and Xiang Shaolong quickly pried her legs apart, leaning forward to press his body against her chest.
"Ah...ah...ah...!" Zhou Xiangmei cried out several times in sync with the frequency of Xiang Shaolong's ejaculation.
"Ring..."
Accustomed to strict military training, Xiang Shaolong immediately snapped out of his daze, freeing himself from Zhou Xiangmei's arms and legs, and picked up the microphone.
Cui Zhi's clear voice reached his ears: "Captain Xiang, you have fifteen minutes to wash up. The armored vehicle from the Military Police is waiting for you outside the gate."
Zhou Xiangmei groaned softly, "You jerk! Come on!"
Xiang Shaolong, rubbing his still slightly sore back from countless rounds of fighting with this slut last night, exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? A fight can't be this big of a deal!"
Cui Zhi coldly replied, "Who said it's related to fighting? The Academy of Sciences wants our best-fitting special forces personnel to do experiments. I saw how valiant you were last night, how amazing your stamina is, so..." "I've recommended you to the commander, and he's already issued the order!"
Xiang Shaolong knew perfectly well that she was taking revenge, and he gritted his teeth in anger. "But I'm still on leave today!"
Cui Zhi giggled and said, "My dear Captain Xiang, you can only take leave when there's no mission. Soldiers belong to the country 24 hours a day."
Xiang Shaolong wanted to strangle her, but he sighed and said, "Alas! I was so brave last night, wasn't it all for you? Are you really unaware or just pretending?"
Xiang Mei crawled out naked from under the covers and said, "Who are you talking to?"
Xiang Shaolong quickly gestured for her to be quiet.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone line, then a soft voice said, "You're lying!"
Xiang Shaolong covered Zhou Xiangmei's mouth with one hand, about to speak, and sang with his silver tongue, "How could I lie to you? I, Xiang Shaolong, think about you day and night, I just haven't said it! You know that! You…"
Cuizhi interrupted him, "Alright! We'll talk about it later! At most, you'll only be a lab rat for one day. Next time, I'll find someone else. Hurry up and change your clothes."
With a "snap," the line was disconnected.
The armored vehicle stopped in front of the heavily guarded gates of the Academy of Sciences. Xiang Shaolong was escorted inside like a prisoner by four military police officers and handed over to the institute's guards. He was immediately taken to a room filled with instruments, resembling a ward, where he underwent a full-body examination. After the doctor signed the report with satisfaction, a nurse wheeled him out of the room.
Lying on the gurney, Xiang Shaolong protested, "I'm not a patient, I can walk by myself."
The nurse, clearly intrigued, smiled as she pushed him along, "Be a good boy, I not only know you're not a patient, but I also know you're stronger than an ox."
Xiang Shaolong, unrepentant, his lust resurfacing, asked, "Hey! What's your name? How can I find you?"
The nurse glared at him, answering impatiently.
A series of gates rose ahead, and the nurse pushed him deeper into the building, until they reached an elevator.
Eight guards stood by the door, taking Xiang Shaolong in.
Xiang Shaolong felt a chill; what kind of experiment was this? Why was the laboratory located in the dungeon beneath the Academy of Sciences?
The elevator descended at least ten stories before stopping. Xiang Shaolong was then pushed out by the guards, passing through several more doors, until they arrived at a vast lobby.
Looking around, Xiang Shaolong sat up in fright.
A colossal, thirty-meter-high hall, resembling a massive molten iron furnace made of synthetic metal, loomed before him.
The hall was filled with all sorts of instruments, like the interior of a giant spaceship.
A hundred or so male and female researchers in white coats were busily operating various instruments.
The hall was divided into two levels on either side; the top level was separated by floor-to-ceiling glass, where countless other researchers sat working in front of various unidentified electronic devices, while some pointed and commented at him through the glass.
Xiang Shaolong was bewildered. Good heavens! What was going on? The serious and grand atmosphere here was no joke.
Two researchers, a man and a woman, approached him. The man smiled and said, "I am Dr. Fang Ting, and this is Dr. Xie Zhimin, assistant to Director Mark, the chief engineer of the Time-Space Project."
Xiang Shaolong stood up and said, "What's going on here? At least tell me why I'm here!"
The rather plain-looking female doctor, Xie Zhimin, who resembled an old maid, said seriously, "Don't worry! Everything is safe. As for the details, Director Mark will tell you personally."
Dr. Fang Ting said, "A soldier's duty is to serve the country. Captain Xiang should feel honored to be the first human test subject of the Time-Space Project. Come on!"
Xiang Shaolong shook his head and smiled bitterly, helplessly following them towards the enormous object. Alas! What bad luck he had today!
Xiang Shaolong lay in a metal humanoid box, his hands, feet, waist, and neck all tightly bound, becoming a test subject at the mercy of others.
Just as Xiang Shaolong was cursing Zheng Cuizhi and imagining how to get his hands on her after the experiment, and then take revenge by ravaging her in bed, an old man with gray hair and glasses appeared above the box, looking down at him and smiling, "I am Director Ma. How does Captain Xiang feel?"
Xiang Shaolong snorted coldly, "I feel like an animal being sent to the slaughterhouse, not even knowing if it's a pig or a cow slaughterhouse."
Director Ma chuckled dryly, "Captain Xiang, you're joking." He paused and asked, "You're more familiar with that period of our country's history."
Xiang Shaolong was taken aback and said, "What does that have to do with the experiment?"
Director Ma said unhappily, "Answer my question first."
Xiang Shaolong sighed at his bad luck, wanting to finish quickly. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "I don't know much about history, but I recently watched the movie 'Qin Shi Huang,' and I really admire his Epang Palace and his indulgent lifestyle. I've also read a few books about the Warring States period and Qin Shi Huang..."
Director Ma said impatiently, "Hey! That's it. It's the Qin Empire, 246 BC, the first year of King Zheng of Qin's reign." Then he repeated the year on the walkie-talkie in his white robe.
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in astonishment, "My God! What are you talking about?"
Director Ma became excited, his old face beaming. He reached down and touched Xiang Shaolong's cheek, smiling, "Friend! You are incredibly lucky to become the first person in human history to travel back in time."
Xiang Shaolong, confused, said, "You..."
Director Ma had no interest in listening to him and excitedly said, "Have you seen those shows on TV called 'Time Tunnel'? Look! This is the magnificent Time Tunnel! It's no longer a dream, but a reality. Soon I will change all of humanity's concepts of time and space..."
Xiang Shaolong, lying in the box, couldn't see anything and struggled, saying, "Don't joke around!" "Tell me what kind of experiment I'm here for!"
Director Ma's excitement didn't wane as he launched into a torrent of words. "You'll be sent into the time furnace in a moment. With just the press of a button, the hydrogen fusion reactor at the bottom will accumulate enough energy within thirty-six hours to create an energy black hole in the thermonuclear core, breaking through spacetime. Then, the magnetic field transporter will send you back to the world before Christ. Would
n't that be amazing?" Xiang Shaolong broke out in a cold sweat, looking at this mad scientist who was practically insane, and said, "Are you kidding me?"
Director Ma replied, "Of course not. I've successfully sent twelve white mice and two monkeys back to the past and brought them back safely. Unfortunately, they can't tell me if they actually went there or what it felt like. That's why I'm asking the military to supply our strongest soldiers as experimental subjects. That person is you, Xiang Shaolong."
Xiang Shaolong was terrified and cried out, "I disagree! I want to leave the army immediately!"
Director Ma said unhappily, "Don't panic. You'll only be there for less than ten seconds." "It's like having a short dream; all I want you to remember is what happened in the dream. You can inject now."
While Xiang Shaolong was still protesting, a staff member injected him with a syringe of medicine. As his consciousness began to fade
, the lid closed, and the sturdy box, cast from synthetic metal, moved, passing through the open circular opening of the time furnace and entering.
All the instruments in the laboratory immediately sprang into action, countless indicator lights lit up, and nearly four hundred researchers were mobilized, operating and monitoring intently.
Time passed slowly, hour by hour.
Director Mark, who had arrived at the main control tower, became increasingly excited, his eyes shining.
The final moment finally arrived, and the laboratory began a countdown starting from one hundred.
"Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight..."
The alarm suddenly sounded. The
anxious voice of the researcher responsible for monitoring the force field inside the furnace came through: "The energy inside the time furnace is abnormally rising. Please instruct Director Mark whether the power source should be shut down immediately."
"Forty-eight, forty-seven..."
All the staff's eyes were fixed on Director Mark.
"Thirty-nine, thirty-eight, thirty-seven..."
Director Ma stared at the readings on the instruments displaying the frantically rising energy field inside the furnace, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. After a moment's hesitation, he waved his hand dejectedly and issued the order: "Emergency measure five, execute immediately!"
Suddenly, a muffled thunderous sound echoed from inside the furnace, followed by the entire laboratory shaking violently. Intense, scorching white light shot out in all directions as the time furnace exploded.
Before anyone could even utter a sound, the entire laboratory, hidden deep underground, was decomposed into molecules by the powerful explosion, leaving not a trace behind, and of course, no one survived.
Chapter Two: Ancient Beauty
Xiang Shaolong suddenly awoke, his entire body wracked with excruciating pain. He was horrified to realize that he was falling from a great height.
"Boom!" Amidst the flying tiles, he felt himself crash through the roof, fall into the house, and land on top of a man. Then came a woman's scream. Through his blurry vision, he could barely make out the back of a naked woman fleeing before he lost consciousness.
He didn't know how many days had passed. In his hazy, delirious state, he vaguely felt a woman meticulously attending to him, wiping his body, changing his clothes, treating his wounds, and feeding him goat's milk. Finally, one night, he awoke. The scene before him made him gasp.
Heavens! Where was he?
He lay on a soft, thick mat on the ground. An oil lamp hung on the wall, its dim light weakly illuminating the simple house, about ten square meters in size, with mud walls and a tiled roof. On one wall hung a straw raincoat and hat, and in the corner was an unlit fire pit, surrounded by pots, stoves, basins, bowls, chopsticks, and other primitive cooking utensils that one would only see in a history museum. On the other side were several wooden boxes of various sizes, one of which held a bronze mirror.
Xiang Shaolong felt a chill run down his spine.
The mad director had said he would only stay for ten seconds before being sent back. Why was he still in this nightmarish place? Had he really ended up in the hometown of Qin Shi Huang before the Common Era?
Footsteps sounded.
Xiang Shaolong's gaze was fixed on the wooden door, his heart pounding. He prayed that this was just part of an experiment, a prank orchestrated by the madman, to convince himself that he had truly traveled back to ancient times through that ghostly furnace.
The wooden door opened.
A beautiful woman in ancient clothing, dressed only in rough linen and worn in movies, with a red headscarf and long hair parted in the middle and braided into two plaits, walked in gracefully, carrying a bottle and wearing straw sandals.
She was pretty and slender, and her bright eyes caught Xiang Shaolong staring at her in a daze. Startled, she almost dropped the bottle, quickly put it down, knelt down, and touched his forehead with her delicate hand. She spoke a series of words quickly and in her melodious voice, her face beaming with joy.
Xiang Shaolong thought, "It's over," and fainted again.
The sunlight stung his eyes, waking him up. The room was quiet and empty.
This time, he felt much better than before. Moreover, being naturally optimistic, he cast aside everything and tried to get up. Crawling out of bed, he realized he was wearing a strangely shaped ancient robe, at least two sizes too small. The collar went around from the back of his neck to his chest, hanging vertically down, while underneath he wore shorts that looked like an apron—it was terribly ugly.
Xiang Shaolong suppressed the urge to hide back under the covers and looked up. He saw signs of recent repairs on the roof and remembered falling from the sky, landing on top of a man.
Was that man alive or dead? He had hurt someone, so why was that beautiful ancient woman still so kind to him?
Suppressing a bellyful of questions, he stood up.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, and after a while, he found himself leaning against the window, gripping the sill for support. The sunlight streaming in made him feel a little better.
What had happened? What went wrong with that ghost experiment? Why hadn't he gone back yet? Would he never be able to go back? His family and friends must be worried sick, not to mention the revenge he was about to take on Zheng Cuizhi in bed.
Xiang Shaolong felt like crying from the pain.
It's so hot, a can of soda would be perfect.
Looking out, he saw lush greenery and an unusually blue sky, with drifting white clouds more delicate and pristine than cotton.
Xiang Shaolong's heart skipped a beat; he knew he had truly returned to the past, otherwise, how could there be such a pristine, clear sky?
His hands and feet bore the scars of burns, but thankfully, they were already peeling and healing, so there was nothing seriously wrong.
After his initial sorrow and self-pity, Xiang Shaolong felt his strength quickly returning, and his curiosity was rekindled.
What kind of world was outside? Could he really find the tyrannical Qin Shi Huang described in the movies?
He pushed open the door and stepped outside. He found himself in a quiet little village, a stream winding around the back of the house and flowing out into the valley. From the right, he could faintly hear a woman singing in the stream. To the left was a mulberry grove, seemingly a silkworm rearing area.
Remembering the beautiful woman in ancient clothing, Xiang Shaolong's mood improved, and he followed the sound of the song.
The woman, dressed in pure white, her skirt pulled up and tied at the waist, revealing a thin kerchief beneath and a pair of shapely, long legs, was squatting by the stream washing clothes and pottery bowls and plates. She looked relaxed and carefree, softly humming an unknown tune.
Xiang Shaolong, suddenly struck by her beauty and captivated by her exquisite features, was overcome with lust. He approached, but lost his footing and stepped on a loose patch of mud, letting out a cry of surprise as he fell into the stream with a splash.
The beautiful woman, startled, rushed into the water to help him.
Xiang Shaolong emerged from the chest-deep water just as the woman arrived, taking his hand and placing it on her fragrant shoulder.
Xiang Shaolong's heart fluttered, and he seized the opportunity to lean against her fragrant body.
The woman, filled with concern and apprehension, spoke a series of words to him.
This time, Xiang Shaolong was much quicker-witted. He listened attentively and understood most of what she said. It sounded like a difficult-to-understand dialect from Hebei or Shanxi. He roughly understood that she was scolding him for running around before he had fully recovered. He felt grateful and said, "Thank you, Miss!"
The woman paused, staring at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Where are you from?"
Although this was still difficult to understand, Xiang Shaolong finally guessed the whole thing and was immediately speechless. What could he say? Should he tell her she was from the 21st century, transported by time machine?
At this moment, the two were still standing in the water, completely soaked. Xiang Shaolong wasn't bothered, but the beautiful woman's clothes were thin, and the wetness revealed her curves, making her almost naked.
The woman saw Xiang Shaolong's burning gaze fall on her chest, her pretty face flushed, and she forgot about the question, quickly helping him ashore.
Xiang Shaolong couldn't resist taking the opportunity to gently touch her breast. The woman's face turned even redder, but she didn't object or scold him.
Xiang Shaolong was overjoyed. It seemed that beauties in this era were more open-minded than those in the 21st century. The idea that women were confined to their homes and forced to marry men after their bodies had been seen was just fabrication, or perhaps a product of the detestable Confucian moralistic pronouncements.
In that case, even if he couldn't return to the 21st century for the time being, life wouldn't be too boring.
After changing into dry clothes, Xiang Shaolong sat opposite the beautiful woman, eating the millet porridge she had prepared, along with bitter greens, mutton, and braised meat seasoned with five kinds of spices.
Perhaps because he was hungry, Xiang Shaolong ate with great relish; everything was exceptionally delicious, even more so than Peking duck or hamburgers.
The beautiful woman watched him with interest as she ate.
Xiang Shaolong wondered why her life was so abundant in this remote place, with no villages or houses in sight. Was ancient times better than modern times?
The beautiful woman softly uttered a few words.
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in surprise, "What?"
The beautiful woman repeated herself, and this time he understood. She was saying she was very tall, and she had never seen anyone so tall.
He chuckled to himself that people in that era must have been shorter. He casually asked, "What's your name?"
The beautiful woman shook her head, indicating she didn't understand. Encouraging him to say it three more times, she finally said, "The people of Sanglin Village call me 'Beautiful Silkworm Girl.'"
This time it was Xiang Shaolong's turn not to understand. When he finally did, the two laughed happily. Xiang Shaolong then gave his name. The conversation continued in this cycle of trying, failing, and persevering, neither wanting to stop. When Xiang Shaolong was about 80% sure he understood her dialect, he asked about the incident of falling from the broken house that day.
The beautiful silkworm maiden blushed slightly and said, "The man you crushed that day was a local bully from the neighboring village named Jiao Du. He followed me from the market all the way here, trying to humiliate me. Luckily, the young master fell from the sky and crushed him. I buried him in the mulberry grove." After a pause, her ears turning completely red, she lowered her head shyly and said, "I married two brothers, but they were conscripted into the army by evil men and killed in Changping."
The Battle of Changping—wasn't that the famous Qin-Zhao War in history, in which Qin general Bai Qi massacred 400,000 Zhao soldiers? Xiang Shaolong hurriedly asked, "How long ago was that?"
The beautiful silkworm maiden said, "Nine years ago."
The Battle of Changping took place in 260 BC, so now it's 251 BC. Director Ma the Madman wanted to send him back to 246 BC, the year Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne. Now it's only five years off, which is quite accurate.
A thought struck him, and he asked, "Where is this place?"
The beautiful silkworm girl replied, "Didn't people say it's Sanglin Village?"
Xiang Shaolong asked, "Is this part of the Zhao Kingdom?"
The beautiful silkworm girl shook her head, saying, "I don't understand what you're talking about. I only know about Sanglin Village. The people at the market told me about my two husbands' deaths."
Xiang Shaolong chuckled, "You really married two husbands at the same time?"
The beautiful silkworm girl asked in surprise, "Of course it's true!"
Xiang Shaolong sighed inwardly. Although he had read several books about the Warring States period, he knew nothing about the customs of that era. He simply brushed aside the question and asked, "Didn't you have any children with them?"
The beautiful silkworm girl said sadly, "After the two fathers of my children left, my life was very hard. My children both fell ill and died. Later, I learned how to raise silkworms, and my life finally stabilized."
Xiang Shaolong felt a surge of pity; this beautiful woman had suffered so much.
The beautiful silkworm girl whispered, "Every day I prayed to Heaven, begging for a husband. Just when I was at my lowest point, Heaven opened its eyes and sent you to me. I'm overjoyed! From now on, you'll be my husband."
Xiang Shaolong was speechless. But this was good; he wouldn't have to waste his breath explaining his origins.
Alas! He'd probably have to rely on her to support him. Just then, a thought struck him. In 251 BC, Qin Shi Huang was probably still struggling in Handan, the capital of Zhao. If he could find him as a partner, wouldn't he be able to rise to power when Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne, getting whatever he wanted, with as many beautiful women as he desired? Thinking of this, his heart itched. He asked, "Do you know how to get to Handan?"
The beautiful silkworm girl shook her head blankly, then her face turned pale. She bit her lower lip and trembled, saying, "Do you want to leave here?"
Xiang Shaolong crawled over, pressing against her fragrant back, and reached out his hand... Holding her lower abdomen, he said softly, "Don't be afraid! Wherever we go, I'll take you with me."
Mei Can Niang felt weak all over in his embrace and exclaimed happily, "Really!"
Xiang Shaolong nibbled on her earlobe and said, "Of course it's true!"
Mei Can Niang had only ever been with two rough and uncouth husbands before; she had never experienced such flirtatious teasing. Her delicate body trembled as she said, "I'm going to the market tomorrow. Let me ask around! I'll definitely know where Handan is."
Xiang Shaolong slipped a large hand inside her clothes, kneading her full, soft breasts, and asked, "Does that local tyrant have any poisoning... hey... what do you mean?"
"He just undressed me, and hasn't even... Oh!" Mei Can Niang gasped, her lips already sealed.
Xiang Shaolong had never encountered such a docile and submissive beauty before, and immediately unleashed his skills. The room was filled with passion, a symphony of moans and gasps filling the air. Mei Can Niang, long deprived of intimacy, experienced the pleasure of equal sexual intercourse for the first time.
Xiang Shaolong embraced her, gently licking her lips with his tongue. Mei Can Niang seemed startled, but she reciprocated with her own tongue, theirs intertwining.
Xiang Shaolong tried to tease Mei Can Niang's ears, and her body twitched, clearly experiencing pleasure. He reached into her panties; they were soaked.
Unable to resist any longer, Xiang Shaolong stripped off all his clothes and began passionately kissing Mei Can Niang's body, only to hear her moans. Touching her nipples, hard as pink cherries, he longed to devour them. He inserted his fingers into her vagina, digging and probing forcefully until she couldn't resist any longer. She wrapped her arms around Xiang Shaolong's body and rolled over. He then straddled her.
Mei Can Niang's body was delicate, beautiful, and fair; her curves were exquisitely beautiful. Just looking at her was enough to make one feel intoxicated, even more so than to caress or fondle her.
"Ah...ah...oh...oh...it itches...it itches...ah...ah..."
Xiang Shaolong stroked Mei Can Niang's high, firm breasts with his left hand. His right hand moved down her smooth abdomen. Mei Can Niang didn't have much pubic hair, but it felt soft and lovely to the touch, like cotton. Especially her vulva; just a touch of it made her feel hot all over.
Mei Can Niang's vaginal fluids flowed profusely, making her thighs completely wet.
Xiang Shaolong's movements became more aggressive. He lowered his head and kissed her small mouth. He slowly sucked and licked, making her feel uncomfortable, as if in pain but actually in pleasure.
The beautiful silkworm girl was pressed down, struggling to breathe. She pretended to struggle, but impatiently spread her legs, thrusting her hips forward in preparation.
Xiang Shaolong immediately caressed her erogenous zones. Then he thrust his hard penis straight into her peach blossom cave. She felt a slight pain and gripped
his penis with her other hand, saying, "It's so big... I'm afraid... I can't do it..." Xiang Shaolong rolled over, flattening her body, his hot glans pressed against the entrance, kissing her lips deeply while pinching her nipples with both hands. After this constant teasing, until her whole body trembled and her juices flowed freely,
she finally couldn't resist the itch from the bottom of her heart and gasped, "Good man... take it slowly..." As she spoke, she spread her legs wide again.
Xiang Shaolong's penis was now swollen, and gradually, its head met the opening of her swaying vagina. It also pushed in along the slippery entrance, gradually going deeper. Then, with a sudden thrust, the beautiful silkworm girl cried out "Ah!" as his thick, long penis was fully inserted.
Mei Can Niang felt a slight pain in her vagina, but the large penis inside her brought a tingling, pleasurable sensation.
At this moment, Xiang Shaolong began thrusting. Each thrust made Mei Can Niang feel even more itchy, yet simultaneously, she experienced intense pleasure. She moaned, "Ugh...ugh...humph..."
Xiang Shaolong began using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, each time hitting her G-spot, causing Mei Can Niang to scream and cry out wildly, "Oh...ugh...ugh...you're hitting me...ah...it's killing me..."
Mei Can Niang's tight vagina was now swollen to its limit. Her vaginal fluids overflowed like a spring.
Each time Xiang Shaolong's penis went in and out, perhaps because it was so tight, the surrounding bright red flesh was also pulled in and out, a sight that made one's heart race. At the same time, Mei Can Niang's slender waist twisted incessantly. Her round, white buttocks responded to Xiang Shaolong's movements.
Xiang Shaolong thrust relentlessly. She gasped, "Just like this, slowly... um... don't go too fast... um... I wish it were like this every day... I'd be willing to die..."
Xiang Shaolong thrust in hard and fast, deep and quick. Each thrust focused entirely on her clitoris. This made Mei Can Niang pant heavily, and she became even more wild. Her
large buttocks throbbed violently. Her hands groped wildly at Xiang Shaolong's body. Her vulva emitted a series of "plop... plop..." sounds.
She moaned incessantly, "Oh... oh... harder... kill me... ah... please... harder..."
Mei Can Niang suddenly hugged Xiang Shaolong tightly, burying her head in his chest, saying, "Um... um... good man... I want you to thrust faster... faster... oh..."
Mei Can Niang giggled, and Xiang Shaolong, aroused by her, intensified his movements. Mei Can Niang swayed her buttocks, her lower body gently welcoming her. She moaned, "Good, so good... mmm... mmm... my good man... I... I'm so beautiful..."
Xiang Shaolong, emboldened by the beautiful silkworm maiden's thrusts, increased his strength even further.
The beautiful silkworm maiden groaned wildly, "Ah... so beautiful... I... I'm going to heaven... you... I... I'm going to die... hmph..."
The beautiful silkworm maiden spun her hips like a madwoman. Her waist twisted and her hips swayed violently. Her large, white buttocks thrust upwards, making a series of "plop... plop..." sounds.
Her buttocks swayed violently, lifting and thrusting upwards, shouting more and more forcefully, "Oh... oh... that... that place... is so... so good... no... no... not good... ah!"
The two's frenzied movements fueled Xiang Shaolong's burning desire. Xiang Shaolong began to thrust forcefully, each thrust reaching all the way to the very core of her being.
The beautiful silkworm girl kept moaning, "Mmm...mmm...oh...my...mmm...hum...uh...good man...stop...I'm done...ah..."
The beautiful silkworm girl was being penetrated by Xiang Shaolong to the point of ecstasy. Her entire buttocks kept thrusting in and out. She kept moaning, "Ah...I like it...it's so beautiful...mmm...my...you're so capable..."
She giggled and panted. Her wanton state was intoxicating.
The beautiful silkworm girl pressed hard on Xiang Shaolong's buttocks with her hands, hoping he would hold her tightly and stop moving. Xiang Shaolong ignored her, thrusting hard for a while, and the beautiful silkworm girl cried out again, "Oh...brother...I can't take it anymore...mmm...mmm...it's about to flow...mmm...it's over..." The
beautiful silkworm girl's body trembled violently, and her vaginal fluid flowed onto the bed.
Xiang Shaolong continued thrusting, feeling the hot, burning sensation of her vaginal fluid on his glans, which felt incredibly comfortable and began to tingle and itch. Xiang Shaolong thrust wildly, pumping and pounding for a dozen more times, until he felt a tingling sensation, his seminal vesicle released, and his semen flowed straight to her core.
Both were exhausted after their intense lovemaking and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Xiang Shaolong's nostrils tingled, and he sneezed, waking up to find Mei Can Niang teasing him with a mulberry leaf.
It was still dark.
He pulled Mei Can Niang into his arms, pressing her down on the mat, his body pressing against her sensitive areas. He then reached under her buttocks, lifting her up to meet his touch, leaving her no escape, while he greedily kissed her wet, red lips. Caught off guard, Mei Can Niang was overwhelmed by his teasing, moaning softly, whether in pleasure or protest, it was unclear.
Xiang Shaolong lifted her lower garment, revealing her round, firm thighs. Just as he was about to strike, the beautiful silkworm girl, her face burning, cried out, "Shaolong! We need to set off for the market immediately!"
Xiang Shaolong snapped out of his reverie, stopped his advances, and warned, "Still dare to be naughty?"
The beautiful silkworm girl smiled, pursing her lips, "I dare! But not now. If we don't go to the market soon, we won't have anything to eat today."
Xiang Shaolong, aroused by her hot, voluptuous body, hesitated, "It won't take much time, will it?"
The beautiful silkworm maiden, blushing, embraced him softly, saying, "My good man! Yesterday, except for eating, you were with me from the afternoon until bedtime, more vigorous than my two husbands combined! Now you want to humiliate me again, are you trying to kill me?! Get up!"
Xiang Shaolong, remembering her thirst and allure from the previous night, felt a surge of desire, but remembering his search for Qin Shi Huang, he suppressed his lust and got up.
The beautiful silkworm maiden brought out a set of clothes, saying, "I made these for you while you were unconscious; they'll look very handsome on you."
With her help, Xiang Shaolong put them on; the length was just right. Although they were coarse linen clothes, they still made the beautiful silkworm maiden's eyes light up, and she exclaimed, "I never imagined there was such a handsome man as you in the world!" She then wrapped his long hair in a cloth. After washing up, they hurriedly set off.
Xiang Shaolong, carrying a whole bundle of silkworms on his shoulder, a wood-chopping knife at his waist, and wearing straw sandals, followed the beautiful silkworm maiden out of the valley, venturing into the ancient world of over two thousand years ago beyond Xiaobi.
Chapter Three: First Display of Skill
The two descended the mountain path in the pre-dawn darkness, heading towards the market town far beyond the endless mountain range.
Xiang Shaolong felt an unprecedented tenderness and infatuation for this woman. Holding her close, he ran downhill; for him, a soldier who had received special forces training, it was as easy as breathing.
Mei Canniang was quite surprised, but remembering that he had been sent down to the mortal realm by the heavens, she was no longer astonished.
Xiang Shaolong casually asked, "How did you end up marrying those two brothers? Where are your own family?"
Mei Can Niang, startled by his sudden jump, cried out, clutching her breasts, her pretty face flushed red, and replied, "I live in a place three days' walk from the sun. One day, those two brothers brought ten tiger skins, one bear skin, fifty sable skins, five cows, and one hundred sheep to exchange for me with my father. Such a generous dowry was unheard of in our tribe, so I married them."
Xiang Shaolong lifted her up by the waist, wading across a narrow ravine only three meters wide. He thought to himself that if he had the latest AK-47, he could hunt tiger skins to exchange for women, but he asked, "How old were you that year?"
Mei Can Niang clung tightly to his neck, whispering in his ear, "Fourteen!"
Xiang Shaolong exclaimed in shock, "What? You're not even of legal age for lovemaking yet!"
When they reached the main road outside the mountains, the sun was just beginning to rise in the east.
The man and woman, separated by over two thousand years of time, walked side by side affectionately, chatting and laughing happily.
The beautiful silkworm girl, now in love and having experienced the most passionate and romantic half-day and night of her life, was overjoyed. Like a little girl, she linked arms with Xiang Shaolong, shuffling along in her straw sandals. The once arduous journey had become endless fun. She laughed, saying, "Before, it took at least ten hours to get to the market, but since someone built this military transport road, it only takes four hours. So much faster!"
Xiang Shaolong thought to himself, "War can actually promote transportation development, indirectly stimulating the economy and increasing efficiency. In this era, war also has its good aspects."
Alas! It's a pity I can't bring anything. If I had a machine gun, or even a large-caliber pistol, I might have become the highest-paid mercenary in this Warring States period.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Then he thought of the bar queen Zhou Xiangmei and Zheng Cuizhi, who had caused him to be in this state. And then there were his parents, who always called him an unfilial son. His two older brothers and three older sisters were all better than him. Now that he was gone, they probably wouldn't be too heartbroken. But a nagging feeling lingered that the truth wasn't quite like that. It was a shame he couldn't even call them to let them know he was safe.
The sound of wheels scraping the ground came from behind. It was a mule cart heading to the market, carrying more than ten white sheep. Two men, an old man and a young man, who looked like farmers, greeted them warmly. They both stared in surprise at the imposing and tall Xiang Shaolong, showing little surprise at the beauty of the silkworm-producing woman.
After the mule cart drove away, several riders galloped past, all dressed as ancient warriors, with bows, arrows, swords, and axes on their horses, but they weren't soldiers.
The two men moved aside to avoid them.
Mei Can Niang whispered in his ear, "These warriors are all escorts, specializing in transporting wealth for merchants. It's the most lucrative job."
Xiang Shaolong laughed, "Ha! Finally, a job suitable for me!"
Mei Can Niang shrieked, "No! I can't lose you as my husband anymore."
Xiang Shaolong was startled. After comforting her for a few moments, he pulled her along and continued on his way.

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