Chapter 102 Yun Zhonghe

"I met an acquaintance today!"

"It was Brother Mu who I met in Hengyang City before. However, when I think about our encounter today and what happened later, I have a very strong sense of déjà vu."

"First, the little beggar made the steamed buns dirty, causing the bun seller to scream, and then I was attracted and showed up to help pay the bill."

"Then the little beggar was invited to dinner, and the little beggar directly ordered forty-eight dishes."

"Isn't this the story that happened when Guo Jing and Huang Rong met for the first time?"

"The place is wrong, the time is wrong, and even the characters are wrong, but this kind of thing still happened."

"So, this Brother Mu is Huang Rong, right? He must be Huang Rong."

"After all, even if the plots overlap, it's just a coincidence. Then she is so smart and good at cooking, who else could it be besides Huang Rong? Tell me who else could it be?"

"I didn't expect it, I never expected it. I actually met Huang Rong. And I did everything Guo Jing did--no, I don't have a Ferghana horse. And I don't have that much money on me, let alone Diao'er..."

"I'm still a little bit unconvinced. After all, Huang Rong ran away from home after being scolded by her father Huang Yaoshi for delivering food to Zhou Botong. She should have been in the Song Dynasty. How could she have run to the Ming Dynasty?"

"According to Huang Rong's idea, she ran away from home and headed in the opposite direction of Peach Blossom Island - well, Peach Blossom Island is in the Song Dynasty. It seems reasonable that Huang Rong deliberately ran to the Ming Dynasty." "

But since Huang Rong ran to the Song Dynasty, does this mean that the fate between her and Guo Jing is broken? After all, Guo Jing can't run to the Ming Dynasty as well, right?"

"Well, it's broken, so to speak. To be honest, Guo Jing has a simple and honest character, and coupled with the education he received since childhood, he will pursue the ideals of chivalry and fight for the country and the people in the future." "

But Huang Rong, she actually never had similar ideas, whether before or after she met Guo Jing."

"In the end, because of Guo Jing, Huang Rong began to restrain her temper and personality, forced herself to change her mind, and began to follow Guo Jing and his wife. In the end, she died in battle in Xiangyang City, which is quite a pity." "

But speaking of it, Huang Rong is really, really suitable to be a wife. It is obvious that her values ​​are completely incompatible with Guo Jing's, but she forced herself to change her values ​​to fit Guo Jing. In the end, she helped Guo Jing, a great hero of the country." "

But, without Huang Rong as a plug-in, could Guo Jing have reached the original height? After all, whether it was Guo Jing becoming a disciple of Hong Qigong, learning the Nine Yin Manual, or even fighting with both hands, even the military strategy Wu Mu's testament was related to Huang Rong."

"Forget it, why should I worry about it. Although Guo Jing is a hero that people admire very much, he is still too far away from me. And my current nationality is the Ming Dynasty, and Guo Jing, a great hero who serves the country and the people, his nationality is the Song Dynasty." "

Let's say Huang Rong is the best candidate for wife. I don't know what the difference is between her and me-"

"Speaking of which, why do I feel like a bit of a scumbag? I thought Sister Dongfang was pretty good before, and I also thought Junior Sister was pretty good, and now after seeing Huang Rong, I'm attracted to her again—not really, I haven't seen Huang Rong's true appearance yet. My understanding of Huang Rong is still based on previous information. So it doesn't count." "

But as a man, if you travel to this world of Zongwu and don't want to find a few beautiful wives and make some confidantes, then it's really a waste of time."

Ye Xiu wrote today's diary with a smile on his face, then fell into bed.

After Ye Xiu finished writing his diary

, Huang Rong, who was sitting next to him, was beaming with joy. Not only did Ye Xiu mention her repeatedly in his diary, but he also had a good impression of her, even thinking she would be the perfect wife.

However, Huang Rong frowned at Ye Xiu's mention of Guo Jing again in the diary.

After all, regardless of the original trajectory of her relationship with Guo Jing, now that she had arrived in the Ming Dynasty instead of the Song Dynasty, it meant there was no chance for them to be together. Yet, Ye Xiu's description of her had naturally affected her mood, leaving her feeling a bit unhappy.

And when Ye Xiu finally called her a scumbag and said he wanted multiple wives, Huang Rong couldn't help but snort and wrinkle her nose.

However, when Huang Rong noticed that Ye Xiu's favorability towards her had shot up from 53 points to 60, her mood suddenly brightened.

"Tomorrow I'll dress like a woman and show Ye Xiu how beautiful I am. Then, before Dongfang Bubai arrives, I'll try to boost Ye Xiu's favorability even more," Huang Rong thought to herself, quickly falling asleep.

Dongfang Bubai, upon reading today's diary, was surprised to see how quickly Huang Rong and Ye Xiu had gotten together, and even how many times Ye Xiu had mentioned Huang Rong in it. But Dongfang Bubai wasn't surprised at all.

Because Huang Rong is so smart, and not only is she smart, she is also very proactive in everything she does.

With Huang Rong's abilities, once she gets in touch with Ye Xiu, it will definitely be easy for Ye Xiu to develop a good impression of her.

However, Huang Rong's current strength is not strong, and Dongfang Bubai can still confidently suppress Huang Rong, so he is not panicking.

However, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but squint at the mention of several wives in Ye Xiu's diary, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

In fact, Dongfang Bubai had already vaguely sensed something unusual about herself at this time, and she realized that she seemed to have a good impression of Ye Xiu.

However, Ye Xiu mentioned in his diary more than once that he wanted to have a harem and wanted to marry more wives, which made Dongfang Bubai a little dissatisfied, so much so that she was not sure whether she should take Ye Xiu to the next level.

Ning Zhongze on Mount Hua frowned slightly after reading Ye Xiu's diary.

"Huang Rong? Isn't that Dongfang Bubai? Or has Dongfang Bubai not yet made his move?" Ning Zhongze had initially expected Dongfang Bubai to appear at Ye Xiu's side in some way, but she hadn't expected Huang Rong to suddenly appear.

Thinking of her daughter, and then seeing that Ye Xiu not only had Dongfang Bubai by his side, but also Huang Rong, she felt that there would likely be significant complications between Ye Xiu and her daughter, Yue Lingshan

. Ning Zhongze also had doubts about Huang Rong.

Was Huang Rong, like she and Yue Lingshan had always known about Dongfang Bubai, also the owner of the diary?

Who were the diary's owners? How many were there? And who would obtain the diary?

"Shan'er, your competitors are formidable, and their number is still unknown—" Ning Zhongze, as a mother, couldn't help but feel a sense of panic at the thought of her daughter's future competitors.

Yue Lingshan was equally confused and even a little uneasy about the sudden appearance of Huang Rong, so she had another long conversation with her mother, Ning Zhongze, all night long.

Li Yuan—no, Xingyun Manor!—Lin Shiyin glanced at the newly written diary entry and couldn't help shaking her head. "Today's entry has nothing to do with me again."

In reality, many people shared Lin Shiyin's sentiments, like Wang Yuyan, Ah Zhu, and the others, eager to learn more about their own pasts.

Ah Zi, for example, had fled to Wuliang Mountain in Dali, but she had no idea where the Beiming Divine Art was. She had no idea where to begin, and it even brought her into conflict with the Shennong Gang.

Both sides were dealing with poison, and the situation was quite lively.

Zhong Ling, after returning home, studied the Beiming Divine Art for a while, but ultimately decided to practice it, dispersing her power and starting over.

As for the Light Footsteps, Zhong Ling hadn't mastered them, as she had no understanding of the I Ching.

"Mom, what on earth is Dad trying to do? Why did he invite the Four Evils to our Wanjie Valley? Especially that Yun Zhonghe. I always feel he's not a good person. He looks at me and you with strange eyes." Zhong Ling had been sleeping with her mother, Gan Baobao, at night these days.

It was because Zhong Wanchou had invited the Four Evils to Wanjie Valley that Gan Baobao worried about her safety, so she slept with her at night.

Zhong Wanchou even regretted inviting the Four Evils to Wanjie Valley. After all, his wife, who had always kept him warm, had suddenly abandoned him to sleep with their daughter.

But when he thought of his wife's relationship with Duan Zhengchun, and how Gan Baobao still often thought of Duan Zhengchun, Zhong Wanchou couldn't help but feel furious.

"Your father is a complete idiot. As for the Four Evils, don't worry, they'll be gone soon." Gan Baobao was a bit annoyed at the mention of Zhong Wanchou, especially since these four were hired by Zhong Wanchou to deal with Duan Zhengchun.

"Anyway, I don't like them," Zhong Ling pouted.

"Hehehe, you don't like us? Don't worry, my little beauty, after tonight, you'll like me." A sinister voice suddenly echoed in the room, startling Zhong Ling and Gan Baobao.

"Who?" Gan Baobao looked wary and grabbed the sword from the bedside table.

"Who? Of course it's me. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk! I've been coveting my wife and daughter for a long time. I didn't expect to run into them tonight. I, Yun Zhonghe, am truly blessed."

Hearing Yun Zhonghe's identity, Gan Baobao was startled and bitter. As expected, these four evil men were not good people. Especially Yun Zhonghe. He was clearly hired by Zhong Wanchou, yet he had his sights set on him and his daughter. Gan Baobao was so eager to beat up Zhong Wanchou right then

and there. Just then, a black shadow flashed by, and before Gan Baobao could react, she was already struck by someone's acupuncture point, and the longsword in her hand fell to the ground.

"What a delicious smell! The first time I saw Madam, I was already captivated by her. Today, I want to savor her flavor." Yun Zhonghe reached out and touched Gan Baobao's face.

"Let go of my mother!" Zhong Ling couldn't help but shout at Yun Zhonghe, rushing over as well.

Gan Baobao's face changed when he saw his daughter rushing towards Yun Zhonghe: "Zhong Ling, hurry up and go find your father."

"Don't worry, little beauty, I will—" Yun Zhonghe reached out and grabbed Zhong Ling's wrist. Just as he was about to capture her, he suddenly felt the inner energy in his body begin to surge uncontrollably towards Zhong Ling, and his face changed drastically.

Yun Zhonghe tried to let go, but Zhong Ling's body seemed to be glued to him like a thick layer of glue, holding him tightly. Yun Zhonghe felt his body losing control, unable to move to force Zhong Ling back.

"Yun Zhonghe, don't hurt my daughter, or I'll never let you go, even as a ghost—" Gan Baobao tried to threaten Yun Zhonghe, but she soon realized something was amiss.

Panic and fear washed over Yun Zhonghe's face.

Gan Baobao was pinned to the ground, or else she would have stabbed him with her sword.

It didn't take long for Yun Zhonghe's Qi to be completely absorbed by Zhong Ling. He finally let go of her grip and collapsed to the ground.

Zhong Ling's cheeks flushed, and beads of sweat even trickled down her forehead, as if she'd overdosed on a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Zhong Ling truly felt like she was about to die from the suffocation.

A surge of Qi surged into her body, stretching her meridians and dantian.

She even felt as if her meridians and dantian were about to burst.

Fortunately, unlike Duan Yu, Zhong Ling didn't just look at a diagram. She had memorized the entire Beiming Divine Art, including the instructions for transforming the absorbed internal energy into Beiming Qi.

Zhong Ling then clumsily sat cross-legged on the ground, like a pregnant woman, continuing to practice Beiming Divine Art, attempting to transform Yun Zhonghe's Qi into Beiming Divine Art and claim it for herself.

Gan Baobao watched Yun Zhonghe slumped to the ground, struggling to resist. She and Zhong Ling, as if overfed, sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating their breathing.

Gan Baobao was bewildered by the situation. She wanted to shout and call Zhong Wanchou over, but she was afraid of making too much noise and alerting the other three members of the Four Evils.

After all, it was just Yun Zhonghe; Gan Baobao wouldn't have the strength to resist, let alone three more powerful individuals above him.

If Yun Zhonghe's true condition were discovered, Gan Baobao, her daughter Zhong Ling, and even Zhong Wanchou might be in danger.

Gan Baobao was now hoping no one else would show up, giving her ample time to deal with her current situation.

She channeled her internal energy, attempting to break through the acupoints activated by Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe, terrified, tried to utter a sound, but was completely powerless. He lacked the strength to even speak, let alone escape. Furthermore, his recovery was extremely slow.

Yun Zhonghe glanced at Zhong Ling, who sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating her breathing. Finally, exhausted, she fainted.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Ling finally opened her eyes. A glint of brilliance flashed in them, a sign of immense strength.

Zhong Ling had abandoned her fifth-level Acquired Realm cultivation to focus on the Northern Sea Divine Art. Then, absorbing Yun Zhonghe's energies, she soared to the level of Xiantian, becoming a second-level Xiantian warrior.

"Zhong Ling—" Gan Baobao called out, seeing her complete her breathing.

"Mother!" Zhong Ling quickly jumped up and reached out to untie Gan Baobao's acupoints.

Zhong Ling's fingers tapped Gan Baobao's body with such force that she gritted her teeth.

But at least her acupuncture points had been released, and Gan Baobao didn't have time to argue with Zhong Ling. She simply picked up the longsword from the ground and stabbed Yun Zhonghe through the throat.

"Mom, you—"

"We'll talk later," Gan Baobao said perfunctorily to Zhong Ling. She herself carried Yun Zhonghe's body and quickly ran out of the room.

"Mom, what are you doing—"

"Clean the room thoroughly, especially the bloodstains. Clean them up thoroughly, leaving no trace. I'll get rid of him now." Gan Baobao ran out as she spoke.

The sky was dim, and no one outside noticed Gan Baobao's actions.

Zhong Ling was still a little confused, but she knew Gan Baobao wouldn't harm her, so she followed Gan Baobao's instructions and began to clean up the bloodstains.

After a long while, Gan Baobao, not knowing what to do with the body, returned. The first thing she did was to check to see if Zhong Ling had cleaned up the bloodstains. Then she cleaned up the mess herself, and only stopped when there were no traces left.

"Mom..." Zhong Ling called out timidly.

"Okay, it's all right now, Zhong Ling. You must never tell anyone about what happened tonight, not even your father. Just pretend nothing happened, understand?" Gan Baobao said to Zhong Ling seriously.

"Yes, I understand. Nothing happened. I just slept with Mom." Zhong Ling nodded.

"Yes, that's it." Gan Baobao nodded with satisfaction.

Mother and daughter discussed it carefully, and after comparing their statements, the tension finally eased.

"Zhong Ling, what method did you just use?" Gan Baobao finally had some free time to satisfy her curiosity. "

Mom, it was the North Sea Divine Art. I practiced the North Sea Divine Art." Zhong Ling had nothing to hide from Gan Baobao.

"North Sea Divine Art? Where did you get it from?" Gan Baobao had never heard of this martial art. "

I accidentally got it last time I went to Wuliang Mountain." Zhong Ling couldn't bring herself to talk about the diary, and she didn't want to talk about Duan Yu either, so she simply replied vaguely.

"Wuliang Mountain? Wuliang Sword Sect's martial arts? Wuliang Sword Sect, a sect that is not even third-rate, has such methods?" Gan Baobao looked down on Wuliang Sword Sect.

"It's not Wuliang Sword Sect's martial arts, but the martial arts left by a martial arts senior in Wuliang Mountain, which I got by chance. And this Beiming Divine Art is a magical skill that can absorb other people's martial arts and make it your own. I just absorbed Yun Zhonghe's true energy, and now I am a congenital master." Zhong Ling was a little excited when talking about her own cultivation.

Gan Baobao widened his eyes, with a look of shock and disbelief. Then, Gan Baobao was a little jealous.