Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 362 Rogue Mink Silver Dollar, Please Call Me Lord Mink [Begging for Subscriptions, Monthly Tickets, and Recommendations]

In the Heavenly Dao Space, Meng Fan affectionately scratched the chin of the flower fox sable Yin Yuan. Yin Yuan stood sideways on his shoulder, looking extremely pleased.

Meng Fan smiled and said, "This Tianlong World can be considered your and Zengshou's hometown. Why don't you go back and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, the silver dollar, adorned with a fox and a sable, hesitated for a moment before nodding, appearing remarkably intelligent.

Meng Fan turned his gaze down, looking in a certain direction from the Tianlong World, and said, "So many years have passed, do you think your original master still recognizes you, hmm?"

He held the silver coin in one hand and said, "Why don't I take you home to have a look?"

Silver coin: "Squeak squeak squeak~"

Meng Fan asked curiously, "Oh, you're asking me what I'm going to do?"

Meng Fan said half-jokingly, "Could I find you a few more mistresses?"

Meng Fan smiled, then, carrying the Flower Fox Sable and Silver Dollar, plunged headfirst into the portal, his figure disappearing from the spot.

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Tianlong World.

Zhong Ling had just caught a highly venomous snake and put it into her medicine basket when she inadvertently caught sight of a small, delicate white figure.

Looking at it, she couldn't help but think of the lightning ferret that had been stolen by a "big bad guy" when she was a child.

She followed the direction in which the white figure disappeared, and after only a few steps, she saw a plump and adorable little ferret with fur as smooth and lustrous as silver and jade silk, standing motionless in place.

After staring at itself for a long time, it tilted its head, looking completely bewildered, as if it had never met a stranger before.

"Oh, a lightning ferret?!"

Zhong Ling was extremely excited and, fearing that she might disturb the lightning sable in front of her, immediately covered her mouth.

The lightning ferret is a rare species that feeds on venomous snakes. She was lucky enough to encounter one when she was a child. After her lightning ferret was "tricked" away, she cried for a long time and hated the thief who stole it.

Although that little thief left behind a manual on the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), which was barely passable, don't even think about forgiving him based on that alone!
Zhong Ling's eyes lit up as she took out the venomous snake she had just captured from the medicine basket and used it to "lure" the Lightning Sable by pinching its seven-inch mark.

"Little ferret, do you want to come home with me? I can provide food and lodging, and there will be endless little snakes to eat every day!"

The lightning sable tentatively took a few steps forward, and just when Zhong Ling thought she was about to succeed, the lightning sable suddenly turned its head and ran away in a flash.

Seeing this, Zhong Ling refused to give in and immediately used her Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to chase after him. After many twists and turns, she ended up in a miasma forest.

The lightning weasel stopped at a dead end, surrounded by slopes on three sides with no way out. It pretended to be anxious. Zhong Ling held the dead venomous snake in her hand and tugged at it like a rope, grinning smugly, "Little thing, run! Do you think you can outrun your older sister?"

"Come to your big sister, she'll show you something good!"

Then, Zhong Ling produced another batch of strange and poisonous drugs, including spider essence, scorpion tail, gecko eye, and many others.

But after a moment, the lightning weasel stopped rushing and stood up like a human, its two little paws on its hips, and said playfully, "Fall down! Fall down!"

Zhong Ling felt dizzy and immediately collapsed to the ground, feeling lightheaded. In her daze, she almost thought she had misheard.

How can the Lightning Sable talk?
Do monsters really exist in this world?
Just as Zhong Ling was completely baffled, a young man's figure suddenly appeared in front of her. His face was blurry and she couldn't see clearly. She only heard him say, "The same old trick in a different guise. You're still so easy to drug. You've been wasting your brains all these years!"

Zhong Ling's mind went blank for a moment, and she immediately thought of that despicable little thief. Then, thinking about the lightning ferret, she realized that there were no such things as lightning ferrets in the world. This person must be that little thief!

The lightning ferret that used to be in her arms is now colluding with that little thief to harm her again. Just thinking about this makes Zhong Ling furious.

Finally, Zhong Ling fainted in a daze, it was unclear whether she fainted from anger or from being drugged.

The silver coin, made by the sable fox, hopped onto Meng Fan's shoulder in a few leaps, looking like it was patting its chest and saying, "Praise me!"

Meng Fan smiled and said, "Yin Yuan, you really do have some acting talent. But aren't you afraid that your original owner will wake up and beat you up for all this?

The silver dollar's ingratiating smile froze instantly, and then it spoke in a pitiful voice, "Master, you must have a conscience when you do things!"

Just like Wang Chengzhu.

"You're the one who told me to do this, so why should I take the blame?"

Meng Fan tapped the silver dollar's forehead and said, "Your master's nickname is Daheitian, don't you know that?"

The silver dollar immediately shrank into a ball, draped around Meng Fan's neck like a scarf, his body went limp, and he groaned, "I'll carry it, I'll carry it. When we get back, I'll definitely complain to the other ladies."

"Just think, Master, you not only seduced me when I was a child, but you also took advantage of the original owner. How old was the original owner back then? Master, you've been doing this since I was a child... Waaah!"

Meng Fan pinched the silver coin's muzzle and then placed a restriction on it, preventing it from making a sound.

"Little brat, who else do you think you can act tough with?"

"Woo~"

With tears streaming down its face, the sable fox raised its hands above its head and ventriloquistically said, "Master, I was wrong!"

As for where I learned ventriloquism?
Ah, it's all tears when I talk about it. Life is tough. As a multi-talented ferret, you have to know a little bit of everything. Otherwise, if your "useless owner" asks you to do something and you don't know how, you'll be in big trouble.

The owner also righteously declared that the generation that gives up will inevitably create a self-reliant generation, and that there is solid evidence to support this claim, as evidenced by the parents of the post-90s generation and the children of the post-10s generation.

Therefore, in just a few years, the sable not only taught itself several foreign languages, but also mastered office software and dozens of other skills, including cleaning, bartending, and cooking.

Having many skills is never a bad thing, and that's how powerful Diao Diao is!

A clone of Bai Ze raising a white beast king, emphasizing self-reliance.

In fact, Yin Yuan was extremely envious of Qi Fu, since Qi Fu only had wings and didn't have to do many things. At one point, Yin Yuan even wanted to chop off his own two claws.

In response, our readers declared: Don't cry, Diao Diao! Stand up... Down with the oppressive tyrant! Refuse to be treated like cattle! Long live Diao Diao's freedom!

Yin Yuan bit her handkerchief, tears streaming down her face, and bowed in gratitude: Thank you, dear readers, for your sympathy!

Meng Fan interrupted, "Alright, that's enough with the sentimentality!"

Then, Meng Fan walked up to the unconscious Zhong Ling and looked at her still-childish face and the very familiar parts of her body. There was a phrase that described it perfectly: "baby face and huge breasts".

He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh inwardly, "What did this girl eat to grow up like this? Is the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities so nutritious?"

Afterwards, Meng Fan carefully examined Zhong Ling's face. It is said that girls change a lot as they grow up, and Zhong Ling's appearance is naturally somewhat different from when she was young, but the general shape is still the same.

It wasn't any of the faces Meng Fan knew from the TV series, but there was a faint sense of familiarity about it. Could it be a remake of his previous life after he died?
Meng Fan shook his head, somewhat unsure, and then picked him up.

Half an hour later, in an abandoned house.

Zhong Ling slowly woke up and looked around warily. "Squeak, you're awake. Do you want something to eat?"

Holding a piece of fruit, Yin Yuan asked Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling shook her head, feeling that she was still not fully awake, and muttered to herself, "I must still be dreaming. I'll sleep a little longer, yes, I'll sleep a little longer!"

She had barely lain down again when Silver Dollar landed heavily on Zhong Ling's plumpest spot, kneading her breasts with its paws and saying, "Stop sleeping! Get up and have some fun!"

Zhong Ling stared wide-eyed at the silver dollar, her mind replaying the events leading up to her fainting spell. Finally, she couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!"

Silver Dollar desperately covered its ears, begging for mercy, "Little Ancestor, stop yelling, stop yelling!"

But Zhong Ling was not about to stop. Heaven knows how she managed to have such a long breath. After a full five minutes, the silver coin finally couldn't hold back and revealed its enormous true form.

Its body resembled a white elephant, with wings on its back, ferocious tusks, and drool dripping from its mouth. It roared, "I said, shut up!"

Zhong Ling then stopped speaking and curled up like a little rabbit, looking like a little wild animal with her big, bright eyes. She wondered who had just made a sound louder than a ferret.
Silver Dollar returned to its small size and introduced itself: "I am the famous Flower Fox Sable. Of course, if you don't mind, you can also call me Lord Sable!"

"Male, female-oriented, currently a single god. If you know any lightning mink ladies or anything like that, feel free to introduce me!"

Before Yin Yuan could even finish introducing himself, he was kicked away by Meng Fan's big foot.

"It's just a rogue weasel, ignore it!"

Zhong Ling looked at Meng Fan, who had suddenly appeared. Although she was already certain in her heart that this was the little thief who had tricked her out of her Lightning Sable, she still pretended to be ignorant and looked weak and pitiful, asking, "Who are you?!"

Meng Fan's lips curled into a cryptic smile as he stared intently into her eyes and said, "Don't you know who I am?"

Zhong Ling blushed under Meng Fan's gaze, immediately lowered her eyes, and whispered weakly, "How could I possibly know?"

Meng Fan glanced at the silver dollar and shouted, "Get up, stop pretending to be dead!"

"okay!"

Silver Dollar quickly got up, then patted the dirt off its four paws and body before hopping and jumping onto Meng Fan's body.

Meng Fan pointed at the silver coin made of sable fur with his folding fan and said, "That's the lightning sable you raised when you were a child."

"Hi, original owner, hello there!"

The silver dollar waved and greeted him warmly.

"but me……"

"It's that little thief who stole the Lightning Sable, the one you've been so obsessed with!" Meng Fan leaned forward, his face very close to Zhong Ling's.

Seeing Meng Fan readily admit it, Zhong Ling knew she couldn't keep up the act any longer. She immediately bit her pink lips and angrily put her hands on her hips, saying, "You're the one who bewitched me, you little thief, aren't you?"

"Correct!"

"And this trick never fails to work on you, you little fool!"

Zhong Ling immediately became agitated, stomping her foot and shouting, "Who's the little fool? You're the fool, fool, fool—"

Meng Fan smiled slightly: "Who are you calling a little fool?"

"You little idiot is insulting you!"

After Zhong Ling finished speaking, she suddenly realized something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that she had been tricked.

After being repeatedly tricked by Meng Fan, Zhong Ling was almost brought to tears. She pouted angrily, gritting her teeth at Meng Fan, wishing she could tear him into pieces.

She even said with a hint of a sob in her voice, "You little thief, you only know how to bully me!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan laughed and said, "Then can I take that to mean that I'll be the only one bullying you from now on?"

All I can say is that Meng Fan has some reading comprehension skills.

Hearing Meng Fan's ambiguous words, Zhong Ling's face immediately turned red, after all, such a bold statement was unheard of in ancient society.

The silver dollar, observing closely from the side, indicated that he had learned something and would use this method to deal with female minks in the future.

In fact, you have to admit Li Erniu's views on relationships. When someone hates you, especially between men and women, the girl often develops an indelible impression of the boy as the hatred intensifies.

Look at TV dramas like these; many relationships between men and women don't start with love, but with fear, dread, or hatred.

Of course, there's no shortage of the process of "it's fun to mistreat your wife for a while, but then it's like going through a nightmare to win her back."

Ahem, let's get back to the main topic.

As a being of the Heavenly Dao and also possessing the Buddhist method of telepathy, Meng Fan could actually sense that Zhong Ling harbored some affection for him, which he obtained by extorting money from the monks on Longhu Mountain.

Who could resist a little rabbit?
Yeah, and it even kicks and scratches at you with its rabbit legs, like it wants to punch you with its little pink fists.

At this moment, Zhong Ling was kneading the silver coin in her hand, looking at Meng Fan with a puff of puffs, as if she was trying to get back the feeling of touching it that she hadn't had in years. Seeing the silver coin's expression of utter despair, Meng Fan knew he couldn't help her.

How did it learn to talk?

Zhong Ling asked curiously, because in her mind, even the most wondrous creatures of the world couldn't possibly learn to speak.

Meng Fan waved his hand: "That involves my secret, and I can't tell you!"

What if I absolutely have to know?

Meng Fan hesitated for a moment: "Then, you'll have to become one of us first!"

As the saying goes, good sisters are for life. Meng Fan is willing to give Zhong Ling and her several half-sisters a chance.

As the Heavenly Dao, can't Meng Fan enjoy himself?
Then play music, then dance!
At this moment, after dealing with Duan Yu's body, Zhuge Qing headed towards Gusu. Recalling the promise that Daheitian... ah, the Heavenly Dao had secretly made to him, Zhuge Qing couldn't help but feel excited.

What's wrong with the black gloves from the Heavenly Way?
I just want to ask one question: what's wrong with being a black glove?
Execute first, report later—a special requirement of Heaven!

Heaven will kill whoever it dislikes. The most important thing for a subordinate is to understand the superior's intentions. Sometimes, just a glance from above is enough for you to know what you should do.

There are some things that Heaven cannot allow to do.

Holding reservations means you can kill him; observing means you can fabricate charges against him; discussing means you should eliminate him quickly to prevent Heaven from questioning you again.

Wang is not suitable to do this, and Zhang Chulan is too cunning and treacherous, just like Jia Xu. It's frightening to use him. The only one who can handle this situation is Zhuge Qing.

(End of this chapter)