plumnovel Chapter 182 Eavesdropping
Chapter 182 Eavesdropping
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She not only changed her appearance, but also her name.
Wang Daniu opened his mouth wide, looked at Yang Silang, then at "Li Xing'er", and was completely stunned.
Yang Silang coughed and said that this was the wealthy merchant who had entered the city and left yesterday. He thanked him for saving his life at Guijianchou and gave him a concubine, which was then sent directly onto the ship.
Fortunately, there was indeed a wealthy merchant who, upon arriving in the city, did not board the ship again, and the other party also provided him with travel expenses.
With a slight modification, Yang Silang could make it passable.
Especially after the ship docked yesterday, people went out in droves, some enjoying themselves and others urgently buying supplies.
Even the captain led his men off the boat to replenish water, vegetables, fruits, rice, flour, cooking oil, and other supplies such as nails and ropes. Everyone was busy.
The ship was docked at the pier, but there weren't many crew members left behind. No one could be sure when Li Xing'er boarded the ship or was now in Yang Silang's cabin.
Uncertainty means it cannot be denied.
Just because you didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen.
In short, this story had flaws, but since Yang Silang was willing to vouch for it, it was hard for the people on the ship to doubt it.
Soon, the news that Scholar Yang had taken a new concubine spread throughout the entire ship.
So the boat captain hurriedly organized the people. Yang Silang's cabin was decorated very festively, and even red double happiness characters were pasted on the windows. Some people even took a small boat to a nearby town to buy a bright red wedding dress for "Li Xing'er".
Actually, this is against the rules. Concubines can only wear pink and are not allowed to put up "double happiness" decorations; this is the treatment reserved for the principal wife.
However, people saw that Yang Silang was very fond of this concubine, and they were inseparable, spending all day together without separating, so he was just trying to please her.
That evening, the boatman and several prominent guests arranged a banquet, inviting Yang Silang and his new bride to drink and presenting them with a generous dowry.
During the meal, everyone started making noise, although they did not bow to heaven and earth, parents, or husband and wife.
But Yang Silang and Mo Xinlian also drank several cups of nuptial wine together.
He wanted to appear affectionate towards his concubine in front of everyone, so he held Mo Xianzi's hand, his palms and fingertips sweating profusely.
Mo Xinlian, on the other hand, is a real show-off. She was a demon for hundreds of years and was reborn as a human. She has attended other people's weddings but has never been the main character herself.
Today, she was fully dressed in her phoenix coronet and wedding gown, and also wore a bright red wedding robe. She was very much in character. Later, she held Yang Silang's fingers tightly and leaned her body softly over to take advantage of him.
After seeing everyone off, Yang Silang felt a thin layer of sweat on his body, which was much more difficult than fighting a battle.
She was afraid that Mo Xinlian would think it was a desecration, after all, it was a reincarnation. She is now truly a woman, inside and out.
Today's wedding banquet.
Imagine a noblewoman from a powerful family suddenly getting married and becoming a concubine to an ordinary man. Do you think she could still smile? There's probably nothing more humiliating than that.
Fortunately, Mo Xinlian was quick-witted. Since they were on the run, using the concubine as an excuse was her own suggestion. Seeing that Mo Xinlian had acted out the whole thing without losing her temper, Yang Silang breathed a long sigh of relief.
Inside the cabin, Mo Xinlian was pouring tea. Dealing with outsiders was quite tiring, and her mouth was dry.
Sudden.
Her expression froze, suppressing the urge to look up.
In the darkness.
Mo Xinlian sensed a familiar, immense demonic power sweeping across the entire river surface.
This demonic power made no attempt to conceal its strength; according to my spiritual senses, it seemed as if a large moon had appeared on the river, shining brightly in the darkness.
At this time, many boats were sailing on the river at night with lanterns, because this section of the river was flat and straight, and there were lighthouses built there, making it relatively safe.
The immense demonic power suddenly split into dozens of streams, scattering in all directions and landing on various ships.
On the mast of the ship's cabin.
The biting night wind made the sails flap loudly.
At some point, the wind stopped blowing, and the sails became quiet and stopped shaking completely.
A ball of pure demonic power, wrapped in soul essence, has descended upon the ship.
Yang Silang sensed it a little later than Mo Xinlian, but as a Daoist cultivator who had entered the path, he quickly also noticed the existence of the immense demonic power on the river, which split into several tens of parts and landed on the boat.
The two now have a concentric ring, allowing them to communicate directly through their souls.
"Is it your nemesis who's here?"
"It's... just an avatar. Oh no, he went into the first compartment to investigate the mind control device."
"What should we do?"
"Wait a minute... Oh no, he's coming over, he's right above our cabin staring at us."
"Won't our soul power and blood essence be exposed?"
"No, the Shared Boat Ring can lock up soul power fluctuations. I am good at shapeshifting, and he can't see through my disguise. He can't find out the details of you and me. But if he suspects something, he might come in and search our souls directly, which would be terrible."
Yang Silang was stunned; Mo Xinlian and her partner reacted quickly.
They must have searched the entire provincial capital in just one night, and then caught up with us, having already located numerous boats on the river.
"What should we do?" he asked directly.
In the past, he would have definitely asked Mo Xinlian what kind of ultimate technique she had that could lead to mutual destruction, and urged her to use it quickly.
"There's no other way, so let's just put on an act... Husband," Mo Xinlian said helplessly.
"Husband... have some tea... you've drunk so much wine, look how drunk you are." Mo Xinlian handed over the tea.
Yang Silang understood perfectly.
Being drunk is good, because when you're drunk you can't do anything, and you don't need to do anything.
He instantly relaxed his inner energy to suppress the alcohol, and a surge of intoxication welled up inside him. He took the tea and drank it down in large gulps.
"Husband...one more cup."
Yang Silang had no choice but to drink another cup.
The gentleman above the cabin hasn't left yet.
"Husband... are you still thirsty?" Mo Xinlian was about to go crazy.
"Thirsty..." Yang Silang groaned, forcing himself to speak.
So, cup after cup, Yang Silang forced down a whole pot of tea.
"Husband, let me help you to the bed..." Mo Xinlian had no choice but to help Yang Silang to the bed, and then, just like a concubine, she took off his clothes one by one.
In the end, only his trousers were left, and Mo Xinlian covered him with a blanket.
Yang Silang lay on his back, pretending to be drunk, but he was anxious and helpless.
A few breaths later, a rustling sound was heard, and then a smooth body crawled in. The two of them pressed together, and their bodies stiffened.
We can't exactly put on a sex show in front of such a powerful enemy, can we?
Yang Silang's mind raced, and he stretched out his arm to pull Mo Xinlian into his embrace, stammering with a laugh.
"Madam, let me tell you a joke for our wedding night."
Mo Xinlian was furious at his audacity, but now she had no choice but to play along.
"Husband, what joke?"
Yang Silang coughed and stammered.
"It is said that in the state of Wei, there was a couple who entered their bridal chamber, both of them being novices."
"The two lifted their veils, drank the nuptial wine, and then went to bed."
"The groom tried to touch the bride's hand, but the bride said her mother wouldn't allow it, so the groom tolerated it."
"The groom kissed the bride on the lips again, but the bride said her mother wouldn't allow it, so the groom endured it."
"The groom wanted to undress the bride, but the bride said her mother wouldn't allow it."
"Then the groom flew into a rage, and do you know what he said?"
Mo Xinlian asked him curiously what he said.
Yang Silang feigned an angry tone.
The groom jumped up and started cursing, saying he was going to call his father-in-law!
Mo Xinlian temporarily forgot about her current dangerous situation and asked in surprise.
"Isn't it all the bride's mother's fault for stirring things up? What does it have to do with her father?"
Yang Silang shook his head, then, in a high-pitched voice, pretended to be the groom and started cursing.
"The groom said, 'I'll have to ask my father-in-law.'"
"Since I can't touch it, I can't kiss it, and I can't take it off!"
"How did you and your mother-in-law go through the wedding ceremony?"
"Since we won't consummate our marriage, are you a fairy born from a rock, my lady?"
Mo Xinlian didn't react much.
Yang Silang felt that his joke might be a bit awkward, but he managed to buy some time with his quick wit. It was already quite an achievement for him to come up with such a clumsy joke.
Surely he can't actually have sex with Mo Xinlian?
Mo Xinlian didn't smile.
However, Yang Silang sensed it with his soul.
From the top of the cabin, a woman's soft laughter could be heard, almost inaudible.
Then the massive demonic aura dissipated, flew away, presumably not wanting to disturb a newlywed couple's intimate moment.
The uninvited guest departed.
Mo Xinlian suddenly burst out laughing, trembling in Yang Silang's arms, instantly making him realize what the danger of the mountains meant.
"Hahaha..." Mo Xinlian laughed so hard she almost fell over. "This groom is so mean... saying his wife was born from a crack in a rock."
Yang Silang was speechless.
Fairy Mo, weren't you a beat too slow in your reaction?
Even your enemy's smile is perfectly timed.
With the formidable enemy gone, Yang Silang was about to get up and put on his clothes. But with such a soft, fragrant body in his arms, he couldn't possibly be completely unmoved.
A martial artist's vital energy is strong and masculine. He can practice and regulate it in normal times. But if he encounters a spark, it's like a spark falling on dry wood. It will ignite and start a raging fire.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xinlian shifted to a more comfortable position in his arms, lying on his arm.
She communicates through telepathy.
"My enemy is always cunning, so I'm making sure she doesn't return."
"Let's wait a little longer."
Yang Silang responded in his mind, just about to say that she was overthinking it.
Unexpectedly, that demonic aura actually returned and landed on the roof of the cabin again.
Yang Silang's heart almost stopped.
That voice was a woman's voice, so Mo Xinlian's enemies are also women. Why do you women make things difficult for other women?
Indeed, those who know you best are your enemies.
Mo Xinlian was also getting into character, and she snorted coldly.
"Husband, since you just told such a joke, why don't you tell another story? It must be a story about someone who popped out of a crack in a rock."
"If you don't speak well, you can forget about having sex with me tonight."
"If you're not satisfied, just go and argue with my father..."
Mo Xinlian thought that since the incident happened so suddenly, Yang Silang probably couldn't come up with a good story. If she said she wasn't satisfied, she could postpone it. As time went on, perhaps the other party would get impatient and leave.
Yang Silang said, "Let me change my position."
He bent over and stuck out his buttocks to get his posture right. Once everything was in place, his mind raced.
People in the stone, this is simple. Do you know the story of the Monkey King?
If we were to really tell the whole story, it would be a hundred chapters long, and one night would only be the beginning. There's still plenty to hear.
I just drank so much tea, my throat is feeling moist right now.
I just drank so much tea, my throat is feeling moist right now.
He coughed.
"Let me tell you, in this world there is a continent called Dongsheng Shenzhou, overseas there is a country called Aolai, and overseas there is a famous mountain called Huaguo Mountain."
"On the top of this mountain is a celestial stone, 36 feet 5 inches high and 24 feet in circumference; it has nine orifices and eight holes. One day it burst open, producing a stone egg, which, upon exposure to the wind, transformed into a stone monkey with all five senses and four limbs, its eyes shooting out golden light straight towards the Dipper..."
Thanks to his cultivation of Taoist arts, after his divine soul was born in the Niwan Palace, he remembered every little detail of his past life clearly, which enabled him to retell Journey to the West.
for a while.
Inside and outside the cabin roof, two female immortal enemies, one lying on the bed and the other nestled outside, quietly listened to him tell the story of Sun Wukong.
At first, the two women didn't take it seriously, but later they gradually started to listen.