Chapter 252: This person has no moral integrity

Wen Juexia's question made Xie Yingmian slightly stunned.

Xie Yingmian asked in confusion, "Which place are you talking about?"

Could it be that Xiaokui is also from the 29th century?

Xiao Kui doesn't look like her at all and doesn't have any characteristics.

Wen Juexia: "I don't know either."

"But I heard from my master that there is a very magical place, which they call a blessed land."

"I mentioned it to you last time."

"For people like us in the martial arts world, martial arts realms are roughly divided into three levels: ordinary realm, grandmaster realm, and boundless realm. For someone like me, it would be difficult to reach the boundless realm in my entire lifetime. In the entire Dayu Dynasty, no, including several nearby countries, there are very few people who can reach the boundless realm."

"People who come out of the blessed land are different. They may have reached the Wuji realm at a young age, just like Xiao Kui and this uninvited guest who came today."

Wen Juexia unconsciously shrank his body and lowered his voice: "I can't see through his martial arts style, but I can feel that he is very, very dangerous."

"I know the security situation at Prince Ling's Mansion. Since the deployment has been strengthened, even the most skilled masters have difficulty breaking in quietly. Yet, this person managed to get in without alerting any guards and even came directly to the Danyue Courtyard. This shows that his martial arts skills surpass anyone else's."

After hearing this, Xie Yingmian knew that Wen Juexia had misunderstood.

Qing Huang is a bionic man who does not know martial arts, but has terrifying attack and defense capabilities.

It's different from a talented master like Xiaokui.

The legendary paradise is not the same place as it was in the 29th century.

"Don't worry, no matter where he comes from, he's just a friend at this stage." Xie Yingmian said, "Hurry up when we eat later, or you won't be full."

If it was a friend, Wen Juexia would feel relieved.

But she didn't quite understand what Xie Yingmian meant.

Today there is not only hot pot, but also a large table of dishes and countless plates of dumplings.

There are not many people in Danyueyuan, how could there not be enough food?

It didn't take her long to find out the answer to this question.

She never thought that the man who looked so elegant and gentlemanly could eat in such an unsportsmanlike manner!

He was not afraid of the heat or the fullness, and he ate one plate after another.

The meal that should have been savored turned into a competition of hand speed.

Don’t mention it, food tastes better when you rush to eat it.

After finishing the meal, Qing Huang was satisfied.

"Any wine?" he asked.

Xie Yingmian said, "Yes."

She asked someone to bring over a dozen jars of wine.

Qing Huang had never seen wine before, only the industrial product called alcohol.

In the 29th century, food became a luxury, not to mention wine, which had to be brewed from food.

He drank one glass after another.

In a short while, more than ten jars of wine went into his stomach.

Xiao Kui was amazed by what she saw.

He sat next to Qing Huang, holding his chin with both hands: "Brother Qing Huang, you ate so much food and drank so much wine, isn't your stomach full?"

Qing Huang smiled and said, "I have a special structure and cannot be broken."

Xiao Kui: "Do you have a bottomless pit in your stomach?"

Qing Huang: "No."

Xiao Kui: "So do you need to poop and poop?"

Qing Huang: You are being a little presumptuous.

"……unnecessary."

Xiao Kui's eyes sparkled. "It can eat and drink, and it won't get drunk even if it's a thousand cups. It doesn't even need to pee or poop. This is the first time I've seen this kind of structure. Brother Qing Huang, can I cut open your stomach and take a look?"

Qing Huang paused in his drinking and asked with a smile, "You want to dissect me?"

Xiao Kui: "I'll sew it up for you. I'm very good at sewing."

Qing Huang: "...I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't have a bottomless pit in my stomach. I just quickly convert the food into the energy I need."

Xie Yingmian heard this.

She was surprised and asked, "Food can be converted into your energy?"

Qing Huang had just finished a jar of wine, and he threw it out quite generously.

The empty wine jars were neatly stacked on top.

"Qing Xiao gave me inspiration." Qing Huang said, "From what I know about Qing Xiao, she doesn't have much energy."

"The fact that she can walk outside means she has found a way to transform energy."

"So-called bionic people are modeled after humans. Food is the basis of human energy supply. I think it might also provide energy for me."

“After trying it, I found that it does work.”

"The food I eat can be converted into the energy my body needs. The energy accumulation is slow, but if I only carry out daily activities, it is enough."

Xie Yingmian understood: "So that's how it is."

"So what are your plans next?"

Qing Huang: "I'll work and you'll provide the food, is that okay?"

Fu Mo crossed his arms to refuse: "No."

"What kind of family allows you to eat like this?"

"The way you eat, you'll bankrupt Prince Ling's Mansion. Don't try to flatter me and deceive me. I won't fall for your tricks!"

Xie Yingmian was too lazy to pay attention to the noisy Fu Mo.

"I'm just short of people." Xie Yingmian said,

"I've bought an inn in Hedu District and plan to convert it into a clinic. It's too cold to start construction yet. I'll need a major renovation after spring. You should have experience with infrastructure, so I'd like you to help keep an eye on it."

"The clinic is close to the dock. There are all kinds of food and restaurants near the dock. You can buy whatever you want to eat. I will give you enough money. How about that?"

Qing Huang agreed readily.

He is good at renovating medical clinics.

Once the renovation of the clinic is completed, he can still come to see patients.

It is much more interesting to make a living by relying on your own skills than to stay dormant in the wreckage.

He is very satisfied with the job.

The night deepens.

The sound of firecrackers continued one after another.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they gathered around the fireplace to celebrate the New Year.

Xie Yingmian drank a few glasses of wine and soon became drunk and unconscious.

After Yu Lingye took Xie Yingmian back to the room.

The others also dispersed.

When the midnight clock struck, everyone had fallen asleep.

The New Year holidays go by especially quickly.

After the first day of the new year, it was the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in a blink of an eye.

The Lantern Festival is very grand in this era.

On the night of the Lantern Festival.

The lights in Shangjing are clustered and the tourists are flocking in, making the sky as bright as day.

Xie Yingmian celebrated the Lantern Festival for the first time.

As soon as night fell, she excitedly pulled Yu Lingye to see the lanterns.

Yumao and several other maids were also very envious. Even Linglong, who had been living in Prince Ling's mansion for many days and had always stayed in the yard, would look out frequently.

At the Cangying Villa, Linglong was bitten by a vicious dog and suffered the consequences of her own actions. Later, she let Xie Yingmian go in exchange for treating her wounds.

Because Linglong is related to Wen Zhiqing and the mastermind behind Wen Zhiqing's murder.

Xie Yingmian didn't let Linglong go.

Linglong had nowhere to go, so she stayed for a while.

This stay has lasted until this moment.

"Princess." Linglong mustered up her courage. "Can I go with Yumo and the others to see the lanterns?"

"Don't worry, I won't run around. I will definitely come back after the lantern festival is over."

She lowered her head, the shadow covering the sadness on her face, and her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "Perhaps, this is the last time."