Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Erniu and tentatively asked, "The situation in the city is tense right now, and the checks are very strict."

It's better to postpone revenge for a few days.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Erniu frowned and shook his head, saying, "I can't make the decision on this. I have to go back and discuss it with my older sister. Only her opinion matters."

He paused, his tone tinged with apology, "I might not be able to come and trade with you as usual these days."

"I understand." Lin Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Farewell!"

Zhao Erniu didn't waste any more words. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Feng, then turned and left.

His steps remained steady, but his speed was much faster than when he came. His tall figure quickly disappeared into the desolate hills and thickets surrounding the cemetery, and could no longer be seen.

Lin Feng watched him leave until the figure completely disappeared before turning his gaze away.

Zhao Erniu's risky trip was mainly to deliver a tiger to him.

He walked up to the tiger, which was already dead.

Even in death, the beast's power remains.

Lin Feng didn't delay any longer. A black lotus phantom appeared in his palm and was aimed at the tiger's corpse.

In an instant, the tiger's massive body vanished.

Almost simultaneously, a wisp of milky-white light, thinner than a strand of hair yet as condensed as a substance, suddenly entered Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng felt his internal strength had increased a bit, which was not bad.

Instead, it gives you a feeling of being full of energy and vitality.

"It does have some effect, but it's definitely not as obvious as when it first absorbed wild boars or even black bears."

Lin Feng stretched his limbs, and then he understood.

The Black Lotus's feedback is not infinitely cumulative. As his own physique continues to improve, the enhancement effect brought by the same amount of "nutrients" will naturally decrease.

We need to eat better.

Looking around, the cemetery appeared even more desolate and lifeless, with no other sounds except for the wind.

Lin Feng didn't linger and strode towards Yongguan County.

Now that he has the ability to protect himself, Lin Feng is no longer so worried and can relax.

As Lin Feng approached the city gate, he immediately sensed a tense atmosphere that was different from usual.

Normally, there were only 4 guards at the city gate, lazily checking the flow of people in and out.

The number of men has now increased to 12, each wearing armor and carrying a sword at their waist.

They were especially thorough in questioning those who carried swords, bows, and crossbows and looked like warriors or hunters.

A huge, still-wet, fishing warrant was posted on the bulletin board outside the city wall.

The top of the document featured a bold, dark portrait of Zhao Erniu's distinctive, rugged face, while the bottom listed crimes such as "the evil bandits of Fuhu Mountain committed a massacre of a family and burned down a martial arts school," with a reward of 500 taels of silver.

The inscription bears the official seal of Yongguan County Government.

Lin Feng glanced at it and then stopped paying attention, walking calmly toward the city gate.

Because he frequently went in and out of the cemetery to deal with corpses, he became somewhat familiar with the soldiers guarding the gate.

He was not subjected to a thorough search and was released immediately.

Lin Feng thanked him and entered the city without hesitation.

The atmosphere in the city was more solemn than usual, with a noticeable increase in the number of yamen runners patrolling the streets, and fully armed city defense soldiers passing by in formation from time to time.

Upon arriving at the Black Tiger Martial Arts School, a crisp voice came from the side as soon as I entered the gate:

"Lin Feng! You're back!"

Turning around, I saw it was Jiang Rou.

"Senior Sister Jiang." Lin Feng nodded in greeting.

Jiang Rou hopped over in a few steps, "I just heard from Senior Brother Yuan Chun that the little courtyard you rented in the west of the city was burned down by that bastard Huang Shouye."

I told my dad, and he said I could live in our martial arts school.

There are still empty beds in the disciples' quarters in the backyard, so we won't have to spend money to rent rooms anymore!

She spoke lightly and simply explained her purpose.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng waved his hand immediately without any hesitation and declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister Jiang and Master. I appreciate it."

However, I prefer the peace and quiet of being alone, so I'd rather find a place to live on my own.

He wasn't just making excuses.

Black Tiger Martial Arts School typically provides accommodation for its ordinary disciples in a large dormitory-style room with ten people per room.

The room was filled with the smell of sweat and feet, a smell that was almost as suffocating as the body odor of foreigners on the New York subway.

Moreover, it was difficult to even turn over on the communal bed, with snoring all around, which Lin Feng wasn't used to. Besides, he loved to roll around and liked to sleep naked.

Jiang Rou looked at Lin Feng in surprise, seemingly not expecting him to refuse so decisively.

"Renting a place on your own can be quite expensive. Rents in Yongguan County have gone up a lot recently."

"We still have this much money."

Seeing this, Jiang Rou stopped insisting and pouted, "Whatever you want! By the way, Dad told me to help you familiarize yourself with the rules and routines of the martial arts school."

Come on, let me show you around some more.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Sister." Lin Feng readily agreed.

So Jiang Rou acted as a temporary guide, leading Lin Feng on a tour of the various areas of the martial arts school, including the rest areas, training areas, and the kitchen.

Before we knew it, the sun had completely set in the west.

Lin Feng glanced at the sky, deciding not to have dinner at the martial arts school. Without saying goodbye to Jiang Rou or anyone else, he headed straight for the school's main gate.

Just as he reached the door, he bumped into his senior brother, Yuan Chun, who was returning from outside.

Seeing Lin Feng about to leave, Yuan Chun asked, "Junior Brother Lin, it's getting late. Where are you going?"

Lin Feng didn't hide anything, "Let's go to Wangchun Pavilion and listen to music in the brothel."

"What? Go to Wangchun Pavilion?" Yuan Chun's expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

"Junior Brother Lin! You absolutely mustn't do that! For us martial artists, the most important thing is to cultivate our character and accumulate our vital energy."

Those places of pleasure are the worst places to wear down one's will and deplete one's energy.

Our master often taught us, "Women are tigers, and lust is a bone-scraping knife."

Once you get involved with a woman, all the hard work you've put into building up your martial arts foundation will be wasted, and your future in martial arts will be ruined.

Junior brother, you have exceptional talent; you mustn't squander it.

Lin Feng listened to Yuan Chun's righteous and stern admonition without any emotion, and even felt a little amused.

As expected, we're not on the same wavelength.

He was too lazy to argue.

He simply nodded to Yuan Chun, his tone indifferent: "Senior brother's teachings are correct, junior brother has remembered them, farewell."

After saying that, without waiting for Yuan Chun to speak again, he stepped aside and strode out of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

"Junior Brother Lin, you..."

Yuan Chun watched Lin Feng head east of the city and shook his head in disappointment.

"What a fool! What's so great about women?"

The eastern part of Yongguan County is the most prosperous commercial area, with restaurants, teahouses, gambling dens and brothels lining the streets, making it a "nightlife and cultural exchange center".

The famous "Fengyue Street" is located here.

Lin Feng's goal for this trip was very clear: Wangchun Pavilion, the best brothel in Yongguan County.

Since breaking through to the Inner Strength Realm, my blood and qi have surged like a river, and my physical fitness has improved in all aspects.

As his blood and qi became increasingly vigorous, Lin Feng's troubles also became more apparent.

Every day is filled with indignation, pointing fingers at the world's mistakes.

In Jiang Hu's words, women are the best dissolving agent for murderous intent.

This is my first time visiting an ancient brothel.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, we turned a street corner and could faintly hear the noise of people and the scent of cosmetics.

The brothel was right in front of me.

The entire street was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. Even though it wasn't completely dark, red lanterns were already hanging in front of each house, casting a warm glow.

At a glance, there were eight brothels of varying sizes and standards.

Occupying the best location, with the most imposing gate and the most ornate decorations, is the "Wangchun Pavilion".

The three-story wooden building with its flying eaves and brackets is now brightly lit.

The melodious sounds of string and wind instruments drifted out, mingled with the laughter of women and the chatter of guests, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

In the most remote corners of the street, the lowest-end establishments are lined with women dressed in cheap, brightly colored clothes, who serve laborers.

Lin Feng straightened his robes and walked straight towards Wangchun Pavilion.

If money is no object, then naturally you want the best experience.

This reflects Lin Feng's simple philosophy of consumption.

At the entrance of Wangchun Pavilion stood two nimble and observant pimps.

One of the sharp-eyed people noticed that although Lin Feng's clothes were not extremely luxurious, his demeanor was calm and his steps were steady, which made him clearly not an ordinary street urchin or a nouveau riche.

He immediately put on an extremely enthusiastic smile, bowed very low, and shouted loudly:

"The young master has arrived!"

The beaded curtains and gauze draped on the second floor were quickly lifted, and a dozen or so women, dressed in various light and thin gauze dresses, with slender figures and beautiful faces, rushed to the railing.

A pair of beautiful, affectionate eyes turned to Lin Feng, who had just entered the building downstairs.

They greeted each other in sweet, delicate voices:

"Greetings, young master."

The sounds of orioles and swallows, soft, sweet and mellow.

Lin Feng paused slightly, looked up, and saw that each of them was incredibly charming and alluring in their own way.

Being called "Young Master" by the girls in their sweet voices in unison was incredibly emotionally rewarding.

This is the right place.