Young man, please stay

Chapter 101 Wild Boar Forest

"Ah!"

"Meow?"

The next day, after crossing the state border and heading to Yangzhou Mansion, Qin Lang suddenly sneezed, startling the little female cat in the carriage.

"Meow…"

The big sapphire-like eyes sparkled with water, and the little paws pawed, expressing concern for Qin Lang.

"cut…"

Seeing her like this, a certain sect leader didn't want to admit defeat. He first carried Tuantuan back to the car, and then leaned out of the car window:
  "Hey, boy Qin Lang, you must have caught a cold due to the rain..."

"..."

Qin Lang said nothing, rubbed his nose, and continued driving.

"Hey!"

"..."

"Qin..."

Zhuo Beibei paused, feeling a little guilty:
  "Qin Lang...you must be...angry with me..."

"?"

angry?

Qin Lang frowned, then continued silent, wanting to hear what she meant.

"Isn't it because I didn't help you when I beat the beggar just now... But he is really weak, and it is really not worth my while..."

"..."

"And the key is...the key is that he can't beat you, so I feel free to let you fight him..."

"..."

Zhuo Beibei's voice became smaller and smaller. He originally felt guilty, but at the end of the sentence, he seemed to feel aggrieved, and he whimpered like a kitten in his throat:

"I...I have no intention...of not worrying about you..."

"..."

In fact, Qin Lang didn't think so much at all.

He was simply too lazy to pay attention to her. He didn't expect that the sensitive lord of the sect would think so much. He didn't know whether to laugh or what to do for a moment. He waved the whip in his hand behind him and gently lifted her ponytail. :
  "Do you think I'm a little brat like you?"

Zhuo Beibei rubbed his nose and his eyes lit up:
  "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting. I just want to tell you that I didn't catch a cold, and I'm not angry with anyone. I just sneezed suddenly. Well... maybe someone missed me."

"Oh, that."

That’s okay. The sect leader licked his lips and felt better again:

"Then who missed you?"

"do not know."

Qin Lang said he didn't know, but two familiar faces slowly appeared in his mind.

A picture of unparalleled elegance, delicate and gentle.

A face of unparalleled beauty, aloof and cute.

Of course, more faces appeared one after another.

For example, a playful girl with twin tails.

Another example is a girl with big boobs who is equally playful.

For example, on Tianshan Mountain, there is a certain peerless beauty who can capture the soul of a man with just one look...

"..."

Ok…

Without realizing it, I can think of so many people...

Just like this, Qin Lang unexpectedly remembered something that Miss Jin had asked him a long time ago.

[What do you think of people who have three wives and four concubines? 】

Qin Lang's answer at the time was that it was normal to have three wives and four concubines, but people who had three wives and four concubines would live a very tiring life, which was not good.

But now facing the faces in my mind, I feel a little guilty for no reason.

Three wives and four concubines...will life really be tiring...

But if you don’t have three wives and four concubines...how can a person divide the same feelings equally...

……

Qin Lang never thought that one day he would actually consider such an inexplicable problem.

But at this time, it just passed by in a flash.

Soon after we drove the carriage to the new town, the drizzle that had been falling finally started to fall heavily.

What no one expected was that it rained heavily and lasted for three days in a row.

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clap la la...

In the inn room, the waiter specially prepared a few buckets, not because the roof was not strong, but because the rain was too heavy, just in case.

Zhuo Beibei sat by the window, looking out at the thousands of miles of misty rain on the Chijiang River. He could no longer see any sense of beauty, nor could he feel any comfort. His mood was a little dull.

"Qin Lang."

"Say."

"Do you want to play a game?"

"If you want to play, just say so. Children all love to play, it's normal."

"I'll ask again, do you want to play games?"

"..."

Qin Lang sighed helplessly, looked at the roof with drooped eyelids, and kept repeating:

"I think, I think too much, so please satisfy me, Master, and play games with me."

"Hum~"

Zhuo Beibei pinched his waist and suddenly became satisfied.

Well, since Qin Lang's childlike innocence is still intact, the sect leader will be compassionate and accompany him~
  "so what?"

Qin Lang stared at her:
  "What game are you playing? Are you having a drink?" "That's a child's game."

Zhuo Beibei patted his small chest:

"I am over three hundred years old, so of course I have to play an adult's game."

"A game for adults..."

When this word floated through Qin Lang's mind, all Qin Lang could think of were scenes inappropriate for children.

Or the scene on Tianshan Mountain.

……

Anyway, the sect leader quickly got busy, moved the stools, greeted the waiter, and finally placed a chessboard on the table.

"You know how to go?" Qin Lang was shocked.

"No." Zhuo Beibei shook his head, "It's the one you played with Xuanran and Lingyue before in Jingzhou Mansion."

"Oh--"

Qin Lang understood:
  "Backgammon, okay, I'll play with you for a while."

boom -

As soon as he finished speaking, a spring thunder exploded outside.

It's the end of April. Strictly speaking, it's not spring thunder anymore, not to mention it's raining so heavily, it's more like summer.

pat.

Qin Lang rubbed his ears and took a small black spot on the chess card, only to find that the sect leader sitting opposite was missing.

"?"

After moving a little, he felt a warm shiver between his legs. Qin Lang lowered his head and saw that two small gadgets had got into his arms at the same time during the thunder just now.

A little female cat.

A lord of the clan.

"..."

The 300-year-old man who kills people thousands of miles away and can destroy three sects by himself is afraid of thunder or something...

It really is…

classic.

Just like a certain royal guard girl who is afraid of ghosts.

It may be a bit cliche, but Qin Lang somehow liked it. He took out the trembling sect leader and gently stroked her little head:

"Okay, okay, touch me, you won't be scared..."

"Meow…"

"Yeah, so are you. You're hairier, and you're even less scared."

……

Afterwards, the lord of the clan would naturally not admit that he was afraid of thunder just now.

But on the other hand, there may be more than one crack of thunder.

So just in case, Zhuo Beibei just meditated and started some kind of exercise to avoid being frightened by thunder again by forcibly reducing his sensitivity.

But in fact, Zhuo Beibei was quickly distracted by his record of losing three games in a row in backgammon, and completely forgot about the thunder.

"Qin Lang, you are bullying me!"

"Why did I bully you..."

"You won't let me win!"

"..."

There was no other way, Qin Lang finally gave her a chance, but still couldn't lose.

She let two more people play backgammon, and Zhuo Beibei played backgammon, which gave her a happy win.

……

The two of them never expected that this kind of fun in boredom would last for three days.

Three days later, when the heavy rain finally stopped, an important piece of news quickly spread throughout Yangzhou.

That is, the traffic artery connecting the capital city of Yangzhou to Jingzhou was blocked due to hill landslides.

"What about this?"

Qin Lang asked the waiter at that time, but the waiter said that there was no way out:

"This has happened before, so the inn and post are sufficient. No matter how big the convoy is, it can rest for half a month, just wait for the builders to clear the road."

"Half a month?"

Qin Lang frowned, this was too long.

"It doesn't matter if the guest is in a hurry. There are many trails in Yangzhou's famous wild boar forest that are accessible to people. But in April, many people dare not walk."

"Why? Is there a thief?"

"That's not true. It's just a legend. Every time during the twelfth lunar month, there are blood-sucking monsters in the wild boar forest that come out to harm people, so few people dare to leave."

Blood-sucking monster…

Qin Lang was speechless. If this were Yunzhou, he might still believe such a legend.

"Monsters harm people, and there is evidence such as corpses."

Xiaoer shakes his head:

"That's not true, but some people say that this must be because the blood-sucking monster is too smart. Whenever it sucks blood, it abducts the body and hides it."

"..."

This is a bit forced and mysterious, and a certain tyrannical sect leader even said that if there were such a powerful monster, she would just take action to suppress it when the time comes.

Anyway, she didn't want to stay for another half month. If she wanted to stay, she would at least stay in Yangzhou Mansion, otherwise she would be bored.

So, after the ground became a little dry, the two finally drove the carriage to the so-called wild boar forest, and continued on to Yangzhou Mansion from the forest trail.

On the other side, faced with the same problem, a certain empress was even more unlikely to believe in evil.

"Shen'er, are you afraid of the so-called vampire monster?"

"..."

The girl Gu Jin recalled discussing the topic of monsters with someone. After a brief hesitation, she quietly touched someone's small wooden sculpture in her arms and said resolutely:
  "My subordinates are not afraid."

So, two beautiful figures, one red and one black, also stepped into the vast wild boar forest, following the path marked by their predecessors, heading towards Yangzhou Mansion.

(End of this chapter)