Chapter 208 Emperor Ying: Your Ancestor, My Disciple [2 Updates]
Those peach blossom eyes were charming and alluring, with a hint of a smile.
Like a galaxy, it is deep and captivating.
But the middle-aged man seemed to have seen something terrifying, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Fu Yunshen slowly stood up and said calmly, "I won't bully you. Everything will be done according to the rules."
Yunwu understood: "Yes, young master."
The middle-aged man was led away by two young men. He had already lost control of his bladder and bowels, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
He finally regretted it.
Originally, he was only tempted by the high bounty, and providing a topographical map wouldn't have been difficult.
Unexpectedly, he was discovered shortly after sneaking in and had only taken a few steps, thus failing to succeed.
So he forgot one thing.
This man is the most terrifying being.
**
Ying Zijin left the central area and went to the bounty area.
It's no different from an online forum; there are also bounty missions to take on here.
This is how hunters accepted quests before the internet existed.
The bounty area is mostly populated by hunters, but many of them are disguised.
Except for some who are not afraid of having their identities revealed.
Ying Zijing slowly walked inside and heard the hunters talking nearby.
"The number one on the bounty list is still the same this time. A big shot is a big shot."
"How long has it been since you last logged onto the forum? You don't even know? The top-ranked player has personally appeared. You can give it a try if you want."
"No, no, I'm just imagining it. Let alone the number one on the list, even the number ten on the list could take me down with a flick of my finger."
"I wonder when another big shot will take on the top bounty on the leaderboard. When that happens, be sure to do a live stream for us on the forum!"
At the very top of the center of the bounty zone, there is a large screen, comparable to the giant advertising screens in those international metropolises.
Absolutely eye-catching.
Anyone who enters can see the first line of red text on the big screen as soon as they look up.
NO.1: The Divine Fortune Teller
Reward amount: The number is too long to display on the screen.
The bounty for number two is already five billion US dollars.
Ying Zijing pressed down on the brim of her hat expressionlessly, took out her phone with her right hand, and unlocked it with her fingerprint.
I opened the NOK forum and logged in.
She wasn't using the "Divine Calculator" account, of course; it was a newly created alternate account.
[Guide]: I'll give you ten seconds to remove me from the bounty list.
【10】：！ ！ ！
[10]: If it were at the beginning, I would have removed you without saying a word, but not now. Do you know how many people want to get you? Do you think I alone can make you stay at the top of the bounty list?
[10]: The first day I put you up for reward, people started increasing the amount. Your reward skyrocketed so fast that I was dumbfounded. So... don't you know what you've been doing before?
[Guide]: More than two hundred years ago.
[10]: This shows that you are very charming and many people are interested in you. Just to give you an example, a while ago, a family (I forgot what their name was) sent a message to the administrator saying they wanted to buy your information at a high price.
[10]: They say that there is a lineage in their family that has been trying to find you, and they don’t know if they want to kill you or not, since they’ve never even met you.
[10]: Of course I didn't sell it. We have such a good relationship, how could I possibly sell it? You agree, right?
[Guide]: You make it sound like you can find me.
[10]: ...
Don't say it.
Even with today's advanced technology, there is still the internet.
Even if a fortune teller doesn't want to be found, they still won't be found.
Ying Zijing smacked her head and closed the chat window.
She walked forward, intending to go and see the place where the reward for medicinal herbs was offered.
"Take a look, have a look! The most accurate I Ching fortune telling!" someone shouted from ahead. "Ladies and gentlemen, just 1000 dollars, come on!"
Ying Zijing turned her head and glanced at it.
It was a very dilapidated stall, with a chess flag from an ancient TV drama standing next to it.
There is a Bagua diagram on it.
Two young men, around twenty years old, were squatting behind the stall. The one who had been shouting earlier was the young girl.
Upon seeing that she was Chinese, the girl immediately switched back to speaking Chinese.
She quickly stood up, grabbed a sachet from the stall, and said solicitously, "Miss, I see that your face is dark, which means you are destined for bloodshed. If you buy a sachet that I have carefully made, I guarantee you will live to be a hundred years old."
"The price isn't high, just 100,000, what do you think?"
Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Yes, one hundred cassia seeds, one seed for each year of age."
The girl's expression shattered instantly: "..."
She nudged the boy next to her and whispered, "Holy crap, bro, I think she's the real charlatan. She actually knows what I put here."
The boy seemed to just realize what was happening, and looked up: "What?"
Ying Zijing stopped and looked at the two of them.
She didn't see the names of the two people.
Even if they are ancient martial arts practitioners, she can see their names.
Ying Zijing pushed the sachet aside and nodded: "What are your surnames?"
"I will never change my name or surname." The girl blinked. "But, miss, you need to know my name to buy it."
"It's not expensive, just five hundred. We're from the same village, so you can use your own money. If you don't have cash, here you go."
She immediately pulled out a sign with two QR codes on it: "Would you like to pay via WeChat or Alipay?"
"..."
Five seconds later, a "ding" sounded, and the money was credited to the account.
"Thank you, boss!" The girl's eyes lit up, and she sold herself without hesitation. "My name is Fifth Moon, and his name is Fifth Wind."
Ying Zijin's eyes deepened.
fifth.
really.
The capital city, the fifth one.
Their fame isn't as great as the Nie family's or the Mu family's, but their strength is definitely not low.
When Xiu Yu mentioned the matter in the capital, she wondered if the charlatan family that had tricked Xiu Yu was the fifth one.
It seems so.
She couldn't recognize their names because they belonged to a family of fortune tellers.
"Miss, can you do fortune telling too?" After receiving the money, Fifth Month felt like she had seen a long-lost relative. "That's great, bro, don't you think?"
Fifth Wind glanced at Fifth Moon coolly: "Yes."
"Miss, you're so good at calculating, and you're also rich." Fifth Month immediately packed her bags. "I've decided, I'm going to follow you."
Fifth Wind slowly got up, his movements unhurried, clearly intending to follow as well.
Ying Zijing glanced at it, but said nothing, and continued walking forward.
In the fifth month, he grabbed his bedding and left.
"If it weren't for—" Ying Zijing paused, but didn't finish her sentence.
Fifth month followed excitedly behind: "Miss, what else could it be?"
Ying Zijing turned her head away expressionlessly, not really wanting to pay attention.
If their direct ancestor hadn't been her disciple, she would have kicked them both out long ago.
**
The capital city.
Huaxiu Headquarters.
It had only been less than five days since that international fashion design competition.
However, in such a short period of time, Huaxiu experienced an unprecedented low.
Even with the support of the Ke family, it was impossible to bring them back to life.
Ke Huizhu spent a long time trying to find someone who could pull strings.
Huaxiu is known for its oriental-style designs, but now it has been branded as a plagiarist and is stigmatized, with all its partners withdrawing their orders.
Without the flow of funds, a company will definitely go bankrupt.
"That Zhong Zhiwan!" Ke Huizhu slammed her cup down on the table, furious. "She ruined our entire Huaxiu by herself."
Madam Mu also felt that she had really let Ke Huizhu down.
But she couldn't think of any solution.
She married into the Mu family and became a full-time housewife, wielding little real power.
Moreover, it's definitely impossible to rely on the Mu family.
The Mu family, descended from a military family, has strict family traditions and absolutely does not allow plagiarism to occur.
For Madam Mu, herself was still more important.
"Huizhu, don't rush," Madam Mu said calmly. "They said from Shanghai that they went to apologize to Chuguang Media."
"Have the company issue a statement saying that they were completely unaware of Zhong Zhiwan's plagiarism and were also victims, never expecting that a design draft they commissioned would be plagiarized."
Ke Huizhu was very annoyed, but she had no choice but to agree: "That's the only way."
"Then I'll head back now," Madam Mu said. "The Mu family is about to start choosing an heir, and I need to keep an eye on things."
Upon hearing this, Ke Huizhu's eyes lit up: "There's news?"
Despite the fact that the Ke family and the Mu family are related by marriage, the Ke family has no right to even approach the Mu family.
If Mu Chenzhou can successfully become the heir of the Mu family, the Ke family will also benefit.
“It’s not certain yet.” Madam Mu stood up. “However, Mr. Mu Cheng should be coming to the mansion today. I’ll go back and check; maybe I’ll run into him.”
Ke Huizhu hurriedly said, "Then you should go back quickly. If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know."
Madam Mu neither nodded nor shook her head, and left.
She returned to the Mu family home, to the place where she used to seek an audience with Mu Cheng.
You can't see Mu Heqing, you can only see Mu Cheng.
Mrs. Mu walked through the back garden, and before she even reached the place to register names, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking in that direction.
Even though his back was to her, Madam Mu was still able to recognize him.
That's Mu Cheng.
He was holding the phone, talking to someone, but his attitude was very respectful.
Mrs. Mu knew she couldn't go in now, so after registering her name, she prepared to wait outside.
Until she heard a sentence.
"Sir, Miss Zijing is not in Shanghai right now. Would you like to inquire about her?"
Emperor Ying: I'm so tired.
Fifth Wind and Fifth Month: Inner Ecstasy
Gradually, Ying Huang's old subordinates all returned 23333, and the scene in the synopsis will soon follow.
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