When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

"Okay, okay, she must be my daughter." Mrs. Hu murmured. The excitement of regaining her lost daughter dominated her mind and made her forget everything.

"Please calm down, madam." Yang Chong continued to comfort the woman who was incoherent due to excitement.

At this time, the strings of the zither kept producing notes at Nong Yu's fingertips, and under her skills, they were combined into a piece of music that Yang Chong had never heard of before. Although the Yang family of Xiliu Village was considered a wealthy family in the local area, they did not have something like a zither.

Although Yang Chong had listened to various kinds of music in his previous life, he had rarely experienced this kind of live solo performance. What's more, Nanyue's piano skills had reached an extremely high level. It was no longer just entertainment for the ears, but also a resonance of the soul.

The notes echoed in Yang Chong's ears, relaxing all the nerves in his body, and his mind was immersed in them unconsciously.

In the sound of Nanyue's piano, Yang Chong's soul seemed to be revived. In his conscious world, one of the remaining four projections slowly changed.

"Could it be the Xian Sect among the six inheritances of Emperor Yan this time?" The changes in the depths of the world of consciousness made Yang Chong happy. This is the third inheritance. What will it bring to him?

Yang Chongjin focused his mind and noticed that the projection deep in his consciousness was rippling in the sound of Nanyue's piano. Notes spread out from it and kept interweaving in the world of consciousness. Yang Chong was very familiar with this scene. He had experienced such changes when the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Power Absorption Technique appeared.

But what kind of martial arts will the Xian Sect evolve this time?

Kui Kui, as the foundation of Qi State civilization at that time, brought the Nine Yin Manual to Yang Chong, and Yang Chong was truly on the road of martial arts. Yu Tu brought Yang Chong the power-absorbing technique, and what about Xian Zong? Based on the previous two experiences, Yang Chong could guess that this third inheritance must be related to martial arts related to sound waves.

In Yang Chong's memory, there are many martial arts such as sonic waves. For example, in the Nine Yin Scriptures there are sound attack martial arts such as the Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar, and there are countless others like the Lion's Roar, the Blue Sea Tide Song, and the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon.

What exactly could it be? As Yang Chong waited, Nongyu's music continued, and in the depths of his consciousness, the projection of the String Sect was constantly turning into notes that intertwined with each other.

The sound of the String Sect is connected to Fuxi. After the projection of the String Sect turned into the last note and disappeared, seven large characters appeared in the depths of Yang Chong's consciousness.

It turned out to be this one. Yang Chong couldn't help but gasp: Fuxi Divine Heavenly Sound.

Chapter 84: Holy and Evil

What is Fuxi Shentianxiang? In another world in Yang Chong's memory, there is a famous martial art of Yu Qingjue who regards the world as the way of the qin. The phrase "named by heaven" has stretched the pattern of this martial art to the limit, which is divided into three realms.

First, the string is inaudible, the great sound is extremely quiet, and reaches the distant and faraway. The wandering spirit Emperor Xi came in and out of the world and into nothingness, which is called the great sound of inaudibility.

Second, the strings are without tune, the heart is free of dust, the mind is free of noise and quiet. All that comes out is the highest sound, the great elegance is the destination, and this is called the great elegance without tune.

Third, the strings become stringless, and their sounds become fainter, all like the Great Dao. The heaven and earth are at your fingertips, so vast and joyful, this is called the Great Dao without strings.

In Yang Chong's memory, Yu Qingjue achieved the name of 'Fuxi in the Zither, Demon Saint on the Strings' with the Fuxi Divine Heavenly Xiang, and finally achieved enlightenment with the zither and ascended to heaven. Yang Chong had no idea how powerful the Fuxi Divine Heavenly Xiang in another world could be. After all, no matter how extraordinary the Fuxi Divine Heavenly Xiang was, its foundation still lay in Yang Chong, and it was subject to the ultimate power of this world.

Yang Chong did not know what the proof of the truth in another world was, but he knew what the Tao was in this world. In this world, all the schools of thought were based on the Tao. No matter what their Tao was, the foundation of the hundreds of schools was the Tao. Confucianism was based on the Tao, Mohism was based on the Tao, Legalism and Military Science were based on the Tao, Taoism and Yin-Yang School were also based on the Tao. Even small schools such as musicians and novelists had their own Tao.

Each school of thought has its own way. Those who have walked out of their own way are called Zi in this world. There are many people who have walked out of their own way in this world, but only a few can ultimately attain enlightenment.

But even so, Yang Chong also believed that Fuxi Shentianxiang could still allow him to possess power beyond the headmaster level and reach the realm of the ancestors of the Hundred Schools, that is, the realm of the "sons" in this world. As for attaining the Tao? The strongest people in the world today, such as Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School and Beimingzi of the Taoism, are probably on the road to attaining the Tao.

Yang Chong analyzed and probably had a preliminary conclusion about Fuxi Shentianxiang's position in this world, a kind of supreme martial arts that could allow him to possess the power of Donghuang Taiyi and Beimingzi.

However, this is only the realm that Fuxi Shen Tian Xiang can reach in theory, and whether Yang Chong can use Fuxi Shen Tian Xiang to possess the ultimate power of this world depends on whether he can cultivate Fuxi Shen Tian Xiang to that realm. After all, a person can become a master with a martial art, but in the end, it is the person who is invincible, not the martial art, because martial arts need people to practice.

It's already good. As Yang Chong pondered, his thoughts were gradually pulled back to reality.

When Yang Chong came to, he realized that a long time had passed, and Nongyu's music was coming to an end. As Nongyu's music became clearer, Mrs. Hu's aggrieved voice came into Yang Chong's ears: "Sir, you hurt me."

Only then did Yang Chong realize that there was something limp in his hand.

Hmm? The touch in his hand made Yang Chong's eyes harden, and he realized where his palm was placed.

Just now, his palm had been gently stroking Mrs. Hu's back to calm her excitement. Just now, when his consciousness was immersed in Fuxi Shentian Xiang, his palm had already stayed there. The music theory and fingering from Fuxi Shentian Xiang made Yang Chong's palm move unconsciously. Subconsciously, that restless palm actually climbed towards the bulge under Mrs. Hu's ribs.

Using the mountains as her harp and her skin as her strings, Mrs. Hu's face flushed after one song.

"Sorry, I just made some progress in my cultivation and forgot some things." Yang Chong withdrew his hand without changing his expression. He felt a little regretful. He didn't know what he had done just now, but he didn't feel anything at all.

But Yang Chong could be sure of Mrs. Hu's current condition. What happened just now must be difficult to describe. Mrs. Hu's breathing was still uneven and the blush on her face had not disappeared. And her legs were still tangled together while she was kneeling?

"No, nothing, I don't blame you." Mrs. Hu said timidly, but seeing that Yang Chong looked calm, she couldn't help feeling a little confused. Could it be that everything she had just experienced was an illusion?

But the strange feeling in my body that never disappeared kept reminding me that everything that had just happened was real.

Just now, Yang Chong's palm suddenly touched the soft spot under her ribs. Just when Mrs. Hu was about to scream, she suddenly remembered that her daughter was outside the screen, so she suppressed the scream. But she immediately thought of why Yang Chong did this, and just thought that Yang Chong was a lustful man.

However, just when she was about to denounce Yang Chong, she found that Yang Chong had closed his eyes, completely immersed in another world. At that moment, Yang Chong exuded a transcendent aura, as if he was bathed in divine light, like a god.

At that moment, Mrs. Hu forgot to denounce Yang Chong. She just felt that Yang Chong was not like an ordinary person. The slow plucking and twisting of his fingers were not out of lust, but like he was playing a piece of music that had never existed in this aristocratic family, and she herself was that piano.

But although Mrs. Hu's mind was bewitched by Yang Chong, the touch on her body could not be faked. For a moment, she felt the most confusing touch among her thoughts of reverence, especially since her daughter was standing outside the screen. Under the interweaving of sacredness and evil thoughts, Mrs. Hu's mind turned into an experience she had never had before.

When Yang Chong's fingers pressed down for the last time, Mrs. Hu felt that her body had been liberated, but her soul had fallen into hell. In the tug of war between up and down, something left Mrs. Hu's body.

The strange feeling between her buttocks made Mrs. Hu try her best to tense her body.

But the water flows, moistening everything silently, so how can it be stopped?

Finally, after Mrs. Hu tensed her back and then completely relaxed, she realized it was no longer necessary.

A strange aura gradually spread out, and Mrs. Hu no longer dared to look at Yang Chong. At this time, Yang Chong also realized that he seemed to have done something very excessive just now.

Looking at Madam Hu, whose back was bent and whose shoulders had slumped, and who was huddled together, Yang Chong's face also showed embarrassment. What should he say at this moment? It seemed that it was not a good idea to get away with it. Moreover, Madam Hu's cowardly look now fell into Yang Chong's sight. It was as if she was telling him, come and bully me, come and bully me, I dare not resist.

Yang Chong quickly shook his head and threw away the evil thoughts in his mind. It was the first time that Yang Chong saw Mrs. Hu with such a weak and soft temperament. She was really a woman who could be bullied without any burden.

It would be awkward not to say something at this time, right? But it seemed that there was nothing he could say. After thinking about it, Yang Chong decided to just pretend that nothing had happened.

When Yang Chong and Mrs. Hu were immersed in their own thoughts, Nongyu's piano playing also ended completely.

Mrs. Hu was no longer shy at this time, and pleaded with Yang Chong eagerly: "Ask and see if Nanyue has the same Fire Rain Agate as me."

"Okay." Yang Chong, who had received his payment in advance, had nothing else to say but to do as he was told.

Yang Chong stood up and walked towards the world outside the screen, clapping his hands and laughing, "I've long heard that Miss Nongyu from Zi Lan Xuan is the best in Xinzheng in terms of zither skills. After listening to her today, I found that she is indeed extraordinary."

"Thank you for your praise, sir. Nongyu still has a lot to learn." Nongyu stood up and bowed to Yang Chong.

"I once heard someone say that excessive modesty is pride." Yang Chong said with a smile, and at the same time did not forget to look at Nanyue in front of him. She was indeed worthy of being the top zither player of Zi Lan Xuan. Under her long wine-red hair was a gentle and quiet face. Although she was young, she had grown into a well-proportioned girl.

She has a similar temperament to Mrs. Hu. From this point of view, the two are indeed mother and daughter, but Yang Chong knows that in Mrs. Hu, gentleness has evolved into weakness, while the gentleness belonging to Nanyue has transformed into strength.

In the original plot, this is a person who dared to use her own life to assassinate Ji Wuye. Just based on this point, Nanyue is better than 99% of the women in the world.

Although Yang Chong likes Nongyu's beauty, he appreciates her strength even more.

Facing Yang Chong's teasing, Nanyue just smiled slightly, which can be said to be a victory of no move.

"The pendant around Miss Nongyu's waist seems to be a little different?" Seeing that Nongyu did not respond, Yang Chong went straight to the point. He had other purposes today and it was not appropriate to waste too much time on Nongyu. After all, there was a long time to come. As long as he solved the current problems, he would still stay in Xinzheng for a long time.

"Sir, do you recognize it?" Nong Yu was surprised. She knew what the thing on her waist was. She knew it was something that had been with her since she was a child.

"I wonder if Miss Nanyue could let me take a look. I have a vague impression of it." Yang Chong said.

Nanyue hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but still took off the Fire Rain Agate from her waist. She knew that this string of Fire Rain Agate might be related to her life experience. Now someone recognized it, and she didn't want to miss the opportunity.

Yang Chong took the Fire Rain Agate from Nong Yu and observed it carefully. After a while, he handed it back to the original owner. As the two of them waited, Yang Chong said, "This should be the Fire Rain Agate from Baiyue. It is the best quality one. Since the destruction of Fire Rain Villa, it has almost become a top-quality product."

"Fire Rain Agate?" Nanyue stared at the Fire Rain Agate in her hand that she had seen countless times. Her mind was moved. Was her life story really on it?

After hearing Yang Chong's affirmation, Mrs. Hu behind the screen could no longer control her excitement and ran out directly. In the surprised eyes of Nanyue, she rushed straight towards her. Yang Chong took a few steps back, hugged Mrs. Hu directly, put his hand on her waist and sealed her acupoints.

Yang Chong brought Mrs. Hu to Zilanxuan today for another purpose, and it was not to watch the mother-to-be recognition drama, so he naturally could not let Mrs. Hu do anything bad at this time.

"Don't be surprised, Miss Nongyu. She is my friend and also likes music. She has heard of Miss Nongyu's name for a long time, so I brought her to Zi Lan Xuan. Look, she was so excited when she saw Miss Nongyu." Yang Chong explained to Nongyu while controlling Mrs. Hu.

"It's no problem." Nanyue waved her hand politely to show that she didn't care, but she was somewhat confused in her heart.

"Miss Nanyue, if you have anything to do, you can leave first." Yang Chong said.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Nongyu said. She understood the meaning behind Yang Chong's words. It was time for her to leave. As for what would happen in the room after she left, that was no longer her concern.

Watching Nongyu leaving with her zither, Yang Chong turned his attention back to Madam Hu.

Chapter 85 Madam, You Are So Beautiful (Day )

After Nanyue closed the door and left, Yang Chong untied Mrs. Hu's acupoints.

Mrs. Hu, who had regained her freedom, glared at Yang Chong, then seemed to have thought of something, took a few steps back to distance herself from Yang Chong, and then angrily asked, "Why did you stop me?"

"Madam, have you thought about the consequences of recognizing Nanyue?" Yang Chong asked.

"Nanyue is my daughter." Mrs. Hu looked at Yang Chong hatefully.

"Then what happens after Madam recognizes Nanyue? Can you take her away from Zilanxuan?" Yang Chong stepped forward and asked.

"I, I can't." Mrs. Hu was stunned. Could she take Nanyue away? She couldn't. She was a person who couldn't even control her own destiny.

"Can you protect Nanyue?" Yang Chong took another step forward and asked.

"I, I can't." Mrs. Hu took a step back timidly. She had protection when she was a child, and she thought she had Li Kai's protection when she grew up. Now she still needs her sister's protection. When will she be able to protect herself? Not to mention protecting Nong Yu.

"Even if Madam takes Nongyu away from Zi Lan Xuan, where can you take her? Zuo Sima Mansion?" Yang Chong stepped forward again and came in front of Madam Hu, looking down at her.

"No, you must not bring Nongyu back to Zuo Sima's Mansion. Liu Yi is not a good person." Mrs. Hu said hurriedly.

"So Nanyue can only stay in Zilanxuan now. Only the boss here can protect her." Yang Chong said, supporting Mrs. Hu's shoulders which were about to collapse.

"Why not me? I am Nanyue's mother, and I should be the mother to protect my daughter." The excitement of regaining what was lost turned into unattainable pain. At this time, Mrs. Hu's mentality completely collapsed. She felt aggrieved, unwilling, and painful, all kinds of emotions intertwined in her, making this weak lady tremble all over, and her eyes were filled with tears. This woman always liked to cry.

"I'm incompetent and I'm not worthy of being a mother." Mrs. Hu collapsed and burst into tears.

"This is the reality, but reality can be changed. Don't be sad, madam. You will be able to recognize Nanyue soon. I promise." Yang Chong hugged the delicate woman in front of him. Although he had no pity, he had desire.

"Really?" At this time, Mrs. Hu had already regarded Yang Chong as her greatest support and had let down all her guard against him.

"I promise." Yang Chong said firmly.

"Thank you." The warmth from Yang Chong's body and the strength from his arms made Mrs. Hu feel at ease. She leaned into Yang Chong's arms almost subconsciously.

Looking at the docile Mrs. Hu, Yang Chong's appetite grew. She was indeed an older lady. Although she was not as charming as Yan Lingji, she was not like Yan Lingji who was always afraid of being eaten by him. So, Yang Chong indulged herself.

While Mrs. Hu was still immersed in the complicated emotions brought about by Nanyue, Yang Chong kissed her under the eyes. It was a little moist, a little bitter, and there was a hint of sweetness from powder on her skin. An intoxicating taste bloomed between Yang Chong's taste buds.

This was the fuel that ignited the desire. Yang Chong gradually stopped being satisfied with the taste in Mrs. Hu's eyes, and as he moved down, Mrs. Hu's trance turned into shock.

The collision between lips and teeth brought Mrs. Hu back to reality. After realizing what happened, Mrs. Hu was stunned for a moment and then began to struggle violently. But her little strength was not enough to break free from Yang Chong's arms. Everything was in vain, except for intensifying the contact and friction of their bodies.

Yang Chong, who had put theory into practice on Jingwei, this time displayed all his experience on Madam Hu. With his familiarity, Madam Hu's struggle became weaker and weaker.

Under Yang Chong's attack, Mrs. Hu's mind gradually collapsed. Her reason was gradually dominated by the reaction of her body. She was powerless and unwilling to resist. She was lost.

But Mrs. Hu didn't know that in the next room, there was a man who had opened a hole in the wall. At this moment, he was watching the verbal battle between her and Yang Chong with wide eyes, shame and anger.

Not long ago.

After entering the box next door, Liu Yi paced back and forth in anxiety and anger. He simply couldn't imagine what was happening next door.

He knew that Madam Hu was no longer a virgin when she married him, but he really liked Madam Hu to the extreme. For this reason, he even did not hesitate to frame Li Kai. But now, the wife he regarded as a treasure was having an affair with some crappy nephew next door. No man could tolerate such a thing.

I must catch him in the act this time, and then I'll see what else you have to say. Liu Yi thought about it and came to the wall next door, and put his ear to it. It was at this time that he vaguely heard the sound of the piano.

"Are they listening to the piano?" The barely audible sound coming from next door startled Liu Yi, who had his ear pressed against the wall.

With Qin Ji present, the two of them would definitely not do anything shameful. Did I misunderstand something? Liu Yi thought subconsciously. He was angry because of Mrs. Hu's betrayal, but he also hoped that everything was just his misjudgment and that his understanding was wrong.

Impossible. While Liu Yi was in doubt, the sound of the piano did not disappear until a long time later.

What are they doing now? The sound of the piano only made Liu Yi confused, and when the next door became quiet again, Liu Yi's uneasiness became even greater.

Something is wrong, something is wrong, why is it so quiet, they must be doing something. Thinking of this, Liu Yi could no longer control himself, pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and inserted it into the wall.

The dagger that could be collected by the dignified Zuo Sima of South Korea was naturally of top quality, so Liu Yi easily pierced the wall. Liu Yi turned the dagger and quickly made a small hole.

Looking through the hole, Liu Yi's already not-so-small eyes widened.

What did he see?

With his bloodshot eyes, Liu Yi only saw that in the next room, Mrs. Hu was pressed on a low table, her clothes were in disarray, and her shirt had been completely opened, and because of the high ground, it was blown to both sides.

The abominable man actually buried his head in it, eating it with relish, and still not satisfied, he kept kneading it with his palms, and the force kept changing the shape of his palms, turning them blue.

I don't dare to do this, I'm afraid that my wife will be hurt. Seeing this scene, Liu Yi almost subconsciously thought of it, but in the next moment, he was furious. In his sight, Mrs. Hu touched her forehead with her hand, looking overwhelmed.

"Adulterer and adulteress." Liu Yi growled with gritted teeth and looked away. He really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

As if she felt Liu Yi's anger, the out-of-control Mrs. Hu suddenly woke up. She had been weak all the time, but suddenly she burst out with tremendous strength and pushed Yang Chong away. Her whole body was shaking weakly, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up.

Sitting at the banquet, Yang Chong knew that this was about the right level and more was not suitable here. However, as he savored the taste between his lips and teeth, the door to a new world seemed to have opened to him.

"We shouldn't be like this." Mrs. Hu said weakly. She almost, almost, was about to sink.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, you are so beautiful." Yang Chong embraced Madam Hu, helped her pull down her underwear, and closed her collar.

"Let's go. Thank you for this time. I will give you the reward I promised you." Mrs. Hu pushed Yang Chong away silently.

These words are also her reminder to herself: everything is a transaction, don't take it seriously.

What responded to Mrs. Hu herself was Yang Chong's silence.