The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

The next morning, the sunlight shone on Ye Fan through the gaps between the leaves. He slowly opened his eyes and woke up from a big tree.

He stretched, moving his body a bit, feeling the fresh morning air.

Ye Fan looked at the scenery around him, and a feeling of tranquility and comfort surged in his heart.

He took a few deep breaths, feeling the breath of nature and relaxing his body and mind.

This kind of unrestrained and free life is what he pursues in this life.

After a while, he felt a little hungry, so he used his Qinggong skills to chase prey in the forest.

Ye Fan was as swift as a swallow, moving freely through the woods. With his sharp eyes, he soon spotted a hare.

He approached the hare quietly, then leaped and captured it.

He skillfully prepared the rabbit, found an open space, lit a fire, and prepared to enjoy this delicious breakfast.

Just as Ye Fan was about to feast on his food, he suddenly heard a slight noise. He immediately became alert and looked around.

I saw a thin woman putting a rope around a tree not far away, obviously trying to hang herself.

Ye Fan was in a playful mood. He jumped three times and twice, and came to the woman. He coughed lightly, "Girl, are you going to commit suicide?"

Seeing that he was wearing ragged clothes, the thin woman thought he was a beggar passing by and said coldly, "Get away! I'm about to die, and I don't mind taking someone with me to die with me."

Ye Fan chuckled and said, "If you hang yourself here, you need to pay 5 taels of silver."

The thin woman was furious. She drew the scimitar from her waist and slashed at him.

But she was worried that she would really kill the beggar, so the accuracy of the knife was slightly off.

Ye Fan saw it clearly, but he didn't move, allowing the scimitar to chop down from his shoulder, only an inch away from his body.

Seeing that he ignored her, the thin woman admired his courage. She thought, "I'm going to die anyway. What's the point of keeping the money? I might as well give it to this beggar and hope that he can collect my body after I die."

Thinking of this, she untied the purse at her waist, took out a dime of silver from it, and threw it to Ye Fan, "Take the money and get out!"

Ye Fan caught the silver with his left hand, and with a wave of his right hand, he snatched the purse from her hand, smiling and saying, "So much silver, why not give it all to me, you're going to die anyway."

The thin woman was determined to die, but she didn't get angry this time. She just looked at him coldly, "Is that enough?"

Ye Fan guessed that she was seeking death, his eyes rolled, and he said, "The knife in your hand is good, give it to me as well."

The thin woman threw the scimitar away and looked at him even colder.

Ye Fan picked up the knife and couldn't help but praise it: "It's a really good knife, but it's a pity that it follows the wrong owner."

Then he looked at the thin woman again and asked with a smile: "Are you really dead, or faking your death?"

Seeing that the thin woman did not answer, he said, "If you really die, you might as well leave your clothes to me, and I will give them to my wife to wear."

"Don't push your luck!" the thin woman gritted her teeth.

Ye Fan said exaggeratedly: "After you die, you will either be fed to wolves or dogs, which would be a waste of this beautiful dress. Just do me a favor and give it to me."

The thin woman was stunned and said expressionlessly: "I can give you my clothes, but after I die, you have to dig a hole and bury me."

As she spoke, she took off her coat and threw it to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan took it casually, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully, and said obscenely: "It smells so good! If I sleep with this dress at night, I will definitely have a lot of sweet dreams."

Seeing this, the thin woman's face turned red and blue, and then she resolutely turned around to tie the rope, determined to commit suicide.

Ye Fan was a little confused. He rolled his eyes and shouted loudly, "Oh, I almost forgot that I don't have a wife yet! You are so young and beautiful. It would be a pity if you died. Why don't you be my wife? It won't be too late to die after you give birth to ten or eight children for me!"

Hearing this, the thin woman turned her head sharply and stared at Ye Fan, "You are looking for death!"

As she spoke, she used her palm instead of a knife and chopped towards Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan calmly turned his head, and his forehead just hit the "Quchi point" at the bend of her right elbow.

The thin woman only felt her arms were sore and her fingers were weak.

Ye Fan then tapped her underarms twice with his fingers, hitting her acupuncture points. He immediately shouted, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"You actually know martial arts..." The thin woman was shocked and angry.

Then, she felt numb all over her body and her legs felt so weak that she seemed about to fall.

Ye Fan took a step forward and held her in his arms. When he lowered his head, he realized that their faces were only an inch apart, and their noses were almost touching.

But seeing her charming and attractive eyes, he couldn't help but put his mouth close to her lips and kiss her.

The thin woman couldn't help but open her eyes wide and tried to struggle, but found that she couldn't move. She felt wronged and ashamed, and tears suddenly flowed out.

Ye Fan sensed something and quickly touched her waist to untie her acupoints.

The thin woman found that she could move, so she raised her right hand and slapped Ye Fan on the left cheek.

Ye Fan grabbed her wrist, looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't be angry, let's talk about it nicely."

"Who wants to talk to you nicely! Let me go." The thin woman was furious.

Ye Fan suddenly sighed, "If you die, I will lose a wife."

"You scoundrel!" The thin woman's face flushed red, and she raised her left hand and slapped him on the right cheek again.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you go." Ye Fan said, releasing her right wrist and taking a step back to avoid the attack from her left hand.

After the thin woman failed in two consecutive attacks, she knew she was no match for him and calmed down.

"You..." The thin woman bit her lip, "Why did you save me?"

"I don't want my future daughter-in-law to disappear like this." Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Who is your wife?" The thin woman glared at him. "If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Ye Fan raised his hands in surrender. "But since you are angry, it means you still want to live in the world. So why do you want to die?"

Upon hearing this, the thin woman said sadly, "My martial arts skills are low, and I have been humiliated time and again by my enemies. There is no point in living in this world."

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something and knelt on her knees, saying, "Master, please give me some advice. I want to avenge my parents and be forever grateful to you."

Ye Fan was in a state of great embarrassment. He quickly reached out and helped her up, saying, "How can I be your master? But as far as martial arts are concerned, I can teach you a thing or two."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the thin woman's eyes, "Really? Thank you, Master!"

Ye Fan scratched his head. "Hey, don't thank me yet. I can only teach you some basic skills. If you want to become a master, you still have to rely on your own efforts."

The thin woman nodded, "I understand. As long as Master is willing to teach me, I will definitely work harder!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't know what to say. He couldn't just watch the skinny woman commit suicide again.

Then he asked again: "By the way, I still don't know your name?"

"My name is Wanyan Ping." The thin woman said softly.

Ye Fan was stunned, then exclaimed: "So you are Wanyan Ping..."