"Because they have bad tempers?" Zuan asked tentatively.
Cheng Shouping replied, "Because they are best at **. They always attack their prey from the anus. Their curved, sharp teeth bite down on your anus and won't let go. Then they pull hard outwards, and the intestines and internal organs gush out."
"Just say it, why are you gesturing behind me like that?" Zu'an said, looking annoyed, clutching his butt and wishing he could just kick him away.
Cheng Shouping chuckled and said, "I'm just worried about my son-in-law. It's because if you go up against these jackals, you're likely to get anal fissures. That's why everyone calls them fierce black jackals. Plus, these things are very vengeful and love to travel in packs, so many strong people don't want to mess with them and avoid them when they see them."
Zu An felt a chill run down his spine and quickly snorted, "Does the young master look like the kind of person who would provoke that disgusting thing?"
Cheng Shouping looked him over and thought of the rumors about him before feeling relieved: "He doesn't seem like it."
Zuan seemed to read the mockery of his strength in his eyes, but he didn't have time to settle scores with him right now: "Go back first, and remember not to tell anyone in the manor that I'm here."
Having not seen the Miss Ji he wanted to see, Cheng Shouping had no interest in staying here. He'd rather go back and see if Sister Xue'er had returned. Hearing this, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, young master, have you forgotten my name? I'll absolutely keep my mouth shut!"
Zuan looked at him with some suspicion, wondering why he always felt that this guy was a scumbag.
After finally getting rid of him, Zu'an covered his face with a cloth and squeezed into the crowd. Now that he was stronger, he easily squeezed in and asked the middle-aged man on the recliner, "Can you really cure any disease?"
This must be confirmed clearly, otherwise, if he goes through all sorts of hardships to complete the task, only to find that the other party cannot cure him, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
"I can cure everything except poverty!" Doctor Ji continued rocking in his old chair, without even opening his eyes.
"What if I complete the mission, but you still can't cure my illness?" Zuan was still worried.
Doctor Ji finally opened his eyes, looked him up and down, and finally his gaze fell on the space between his legs: "It's just a little thing in your crotch, why are you making it sound like some terminal illness?"
Zuan was overjoyed. The other party had found the crux of the problem with just one glance. It seemed there was hope.
However, he immediately felt the strange looks he was receiving from those around him. Clearly, when they heard what the problem was, they either felt sympathy or contempt.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so young and already failing. The younger generation these days is really getting worse with each generation."
“You must remember his lesson: when young, you don’t know the value of precious things; when old, you look back and weep in vain.”
"Could it be syphilis? Could it be contagious being so close?"
...
Someone said something, and suddenly there was no one within a few meters of him.
That joke is good: if a woman is being photographed by someone who suddenly barges in while she's taking a shower, what part should she cover up? The answer is, of course, her face.
Zu An thought to himself, "Luckily I covered my face, otherwise I would have been utterly humiliated. Doesn't this so-called Doctor Ji know anything about patient privacy? How could he just shout that out like that?"
"Alright, I'll take this mission. Where do I find traces of the Fierce Black Jackal?" Since they can't see his face anyway, it's more useful to gather more mission information.
"You?" Doctor Ji looked him up and down, then shook his head. "Your strength is too low. Be careful you don't get raped."
"You don't need to worry about that. Since I've taken it on, I'm naturally confident," Zu'an replied. He planned to go and take a look first, and if he really couldn't complete the task, he would return home, write down a copy of "Young Woman Bai X" from memory, and then try again.
"I don't care if you're looking for death. Go find Jackal Valley outside the city yourself." Doctor Ji rolled his eyes and continued to feign sleep.
Zu An nodded and turned to leave. At this moment, the people around him advised him, "Young man, don't go. Nothing is more important than your life."
Another person nearby immediately retorted, "I don't agree. If a man has problems with that thing, what's the point of living?"
...
Zuan felt that if he stayed here, he could personally contribute his anger points to the keyboard. With a gloomy face, he quickly left. Not long after he left, a small porcelain bottle was tossed into his hand.
What is that?
While he was still in a daze, a voice came to his ear: "This is a healing medicine, it might save your life. Jackal Valley is very dangerous, if things get out of hand, run quickly."
He recognized the voice of Doctor Ji, glanced back, and saw that he was still lying on the old chair resting. The others seemed not to have heard him and were still pleading with him.
Zu An felt a warmth in his heart. This guy had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He truly deserved to be called a doctor with a benevolent heart.
Little did he know that Doctor Ji was secretly sneering, thinking, "You just slandered my daughter's reputation, kid. Here's a bottle of medicine to embolden you and make you venture even deeper into Jackal Valley. You won't even know how you died then."
It turned out that Zuan's actions in the crowd had not escaped his notice.
Zu'an had no idea about any of this. He walked out of the city with a look of longing on his face. He had been sitting in Chu Chuyan's carriage before and hadn't had a chance to take a closer look along the way. Now he finally had the opportunity to examine this brand new world.
The street layout and house structure are somewhat similar to those in period dramas, but the biggest difference is in the people's clothing.
In ancient China, clothing was essential for covering the body, and little flesh was exposed. But this world seems to be a little different; he has seen quite a few girls with exposed white thighs along the way.
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