The ultimate master in the city

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback for a moment, "No, it's normal. The people in the village are very simple and honest."

Zhang Shisan said, "I mean, it seems like there are no young girls in the village, only men, aunties, and old ladies."

Zhou Fengchen stood up and looked out the bamboo window. It was around four or five in the afternoon, the sun was already setting, and the air in the village was very clear. A group of old men were playing cards, a group of old ladies and aunties were sewing shoe soles, and some young men were chopping firewood. There were really no young girls around.

He turned around and said, "Maybe this place is a bit feudal, and everyone prefers to have sons. Why are you saying this? You're not thinking of having sex with women, are you?"

Zhang Shisan looked embarrassed. "I'm covered in injuries, I'm not in the mood for this. I was just asking casually."

Zhou Fengchen said, "The most urgent thing now is to cure Yuanzhi. Once he's almost recovered, we'll head back to Guanxian Town."

Zhang Shisan turned to look at Monk Yuanzhi and said, "The monk's constitution is not bad. He should wake up soon. Let's discuss it and find a way to go back tomorrow."

……

As dusk fell, Monk Yuanzhi indeed woke up, got up, looked around, and mumbled, "These damn legends are all lies."

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were taken aback, and quickly asked, "What legend?"

Monk Yuanzhi said: "The Bridge of Helplessness is narrow and dangerous, guarded day and night by the Day Patrol God and the Night Patrol God. Below it is a river of blood, teeming with insects and snakes, with turbulent waves and a foul stench. Evil people and vengeful spirits fall into the river, while good people and kind ghosts drink Meng Po's soup to be reincarnated. I never expected that Meng Po's house was actually in a bamboo house."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were overjoyed and said, "Are you alright, monk? We're perfectly fine."

"Hey!" Monk Yuanzhi spat. "I knew you two bastards wouldn't say anything nice. You scared me to death."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. The village head said in broken Mandarin, "Is it time to eat? Eat well so you can take care of your health."

"They're here."

The three of them tidied up, helped each other out the door, and went downstairs. A table had already been set up on the first floor, with four or five side dishes and white rice on it.

The village leader was called Grandpa. His real name was Sailuopo in Miao language, which was very difficult to pronounce. He lived with his wife.

The five people sat around the table and started eating. The grandfather and his wife looked at them with a very strange, intense gaze, as if they were looking at treasures.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two felt uncomfortable under his gaze. Zhang Shisan couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and ask, "Grandpa, why are you looking at us like that? It's kind of scary."

The old man grinned and asked, "How are you all feeling?"

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were fine, and Monk Yuanzhi also felt okay after stretching his limbs.

"It's alright, quite sturdy."

"Don't push yourself too hard," Grandpa's wife said. "Rest a few more days and get better so you can get things done."

This was a rather strange remark, but Zhou Fengchen and the other two didn't think much of it and asked, "Have you heard of Guanxian Town?"

The grandfather and his wife shook their heads. "No."

"Then..." Zhou Fengchen asked, "Where can I get to the county town to catch a bus?"

The old man and his wife's expressions changed slightly, their smiles vanished, and they asked, "What? Are you leaving?"

Zhang Shisan nodded. "Yes! We have other things to do and are planning to leave tomorrow morning."

The old man and his wife exchanged a glance and said, "I'm afraid that won't work. The road to the city is broken and under repair. We'll have to wait a few days unless we cross the mountain."

Crossing mountains? Zhou Fengchen and the other two were terrified at the mere mention of mountain paths, especially after running around aimlessly with Yang Wudi all night. Who knew where they'd ended up? They couldn't afford to get lost again.

Grandpa smiled and said, "Why don't you stay a few more days and take good care of yourselves? Once you're better, I'll find a way to send you out."

Zhou Fengchen and the other two thought about it and agreed. There was no rush in the next couple of days anyway. "Then... we'll have to trouble you."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all," the grandfather and his wife laughed again.

The old man and his wife then tilted their heads curiously to look at the three men's lower bodies and asked, "Is there something wrong with your things?"

Zhou Fengchen and the other two were all taken aback. "What thing?"

Grandpa's wife said with a grin, "Things that couples use to have children."

"Huh?" Zhou Fengchen and the other two never expected her to ask such a question. The embarrassment was beyond words, and they instinctively closed their legs.

Grandpa laughed heartily, "Just chatting, what's there for grown men to be shy about?"

Monk Yuanzhi coughed and said, "To be honest, my thing is pretty good, quite powerful. I wonder how theirs are."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shisan realized it concerned a man's dignity and immediately replied, "I'm definitely better than this monk; I've practiced this kind of skill."

After saying that, the two blinked and looked at Zhou Fengchen together.

Zhou Fengchen felt a chill run down his spine, but how could he admit defeat? He curled his lip and said, "I'm afraid it might hurt your pride to tell you, but I've practiced the Virginity Skill for eighteen years. This thing either doesn't work, or it works 24/7 without stopping. Do you two believe me?"

"That's some serious bragging!" Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi both scoffed.

After saying that, the three of them looked at each other and asked, "Why did we bring this up?"

"Hahaha..." The grandfather and his wife were laughing so hard they were doubled over.

……

After dinner, the three returned to the bamboo house. The more they thought about it, the more something seemed off. The old man and his wife seemed quite upright, so why did they suddenly start "driving" like that? It didn't make sense.

It's hard to explain no matter how you look at it; it's just a local custom, and some places like to compare these things.

Silent all night.

With nothing much to do the next day, the three of them slept on makeshift beds on the floor, sprawling out in all sorts of ways, until noon before waking up.

Just then, a cry suddenly came from outside, sounding quite desperate.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two got up and rubbed their eyes. They all felt something was wrong and quickly ran to the window to look outside.

Seven or eight girls slowly walked out of the distant mountains and forests. These girls were all dressed in colorful Miao costumes, with long, black hair, fair skin, and were very pretty. However, their expressions seemed a little off, and their eyes were empty.

The villagers rushed to greet them, but dared not get close; some covered their mouths and cried helplessly.

The girls didn't even look at the people in the village. They went their separate ways and entered the bamboo houses, and then the people in the village dispersed, crying and sobbing.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two were completely bewildered. What was going on?

After thinking about it for a moment, we ran downstairs together. Just then, Grandpa and Grandma came back from outside, their faces showing a hint of helplessness.

Zhou Fengchen asked, "Grandpa, what's going on with those girls outside? Why are they crying?"

Grandpa looked up, smiled, and said, "God."

"God?" Zhou Fengchen and the other two exchanged glances and asked in unison, "What do you mean?"

The grandfather and his wife shook their heads, neither of them willing to talk.

Just then, a cheer suddenly came from outside. The grandfather and his wife turned around abruptly and ran out the door.

"Grandpa! We got it! We got it!" someone shouted from outside.

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