Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 408: Tonight, no one can disturb me!

Chapter 408: Chapter 408: Tonight, no one can disturb me!

As night fell,

Lin Fan and Ning Mengyao, hand in hand,

entered the Ning Mansion.

Though at the moment, both really wanted to sneak off to their own little world and let loose,

they had no choice since Grandpa was still waiting at home.

They had to temporarily restrain their passionate hearts,

and properly headed towards the dining room.

"Let me kiss you first."

As they passed through the garden, Lin Fan embraced Ning Mengyao.

He had been coveting those tender red lips for a long time.

"What’s the rush, I’m not going to fly away. We can talk about it later," she protested,

Ning Mengyao said, her voice light,

but she still tilted her head up.

Her heated heart made her shyly close her eyes.

"I’m just afraid you’ll fly back to the heavenly palace," Lin Fan teased,

as he captured Ning Mengyao’s tender lips.

That cool softness was truly memorable.

"Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere tonight, I’ll be good and stay home. I promise no one will disturb us, I just worry that you, the busy man, might get called away in the middle of the night," she replied.

After the kiss, Ning Mengyao rested her head against Lin Fan’s chest,

listening to his rhythmic heartbeat.

Her cheeks were all flushed.

"Don’t worry, tonight, no one can disturb me, not even if the sky falls down, I definitely won’t get out of bed,"

Lin Fan said, holding Ning Mengyao’s plump body.

He whispered in her ear, "How about we battle until dawn?"

"Get out of here... Don’t you care if I survive... It’s your own home, aren’t you afraid of wearing it out?"

Ning Mengyao said, lightly punching Lin Fan’s chest with her clenched fist.

"How could that be? I’ve only ever heard of oxen dying from work, never land worn out by plowing. This ox isn’t afraid, what are you afraid of?" Lin Fan said with a naughty smile.

Marital playfulness is often something that cannot be known to others.

"If the ox dies, the land will have to be plowed by another... It’s better to go slow and steady,"

she countered, rolling her eyes full of love.

"I’m not afraid, I just don’t want you to make me sleep under the bed after tonight," Lin Fan teased, holding Ning Mengyao tightly by the waist.

"Why are you so petty, always bringing up old scores? How about I arrange a dinner with Yang Linglong tomorrow? That way, you won’t have to sleep under the bed anymore,"

Ning Mengyao pouted.

At this time, she could indeed publicly acknowledge her relationship with Lin Fan.

"Let’s not do that. Maintaining some mystery is good, and as long as the Seven Killings Hall exists, I always feel it’s dangerous. It’s better to keep a low profile; let the enemy be unclear about our situation. Plus, I think the issue with the mother-in-law might be related to the Seven Killings Hall, so let’s keep our affair between us for now,"

Lin Fan hurriedly shook his head.

Otherwise, if they met, Yang Linglong would explode.

For now, he could only fib.

He absolutely couldn’t let the three of them meet.

"See, it’s not that I don’t want to reveal it, so you should reflect on yourself. But I promise, unless Yang Linglong comes, you will always be the master of the bed, alright? I’m just lodging,"

Although Ning Mengyao didn’t understand how investigating her mother’s clues and revealing their relationship were necessarily related,

she didn’t think too much about it based on her trust in Lin Fan.

"You don’t need to borrow; half of my bed belongs to you. Maybe next time, let Yang Linglong sleep on my half, and I can squeeze in with you,"

Lin Fan suggested, imagining the scene of being entangled by two women that night.

He couldn’t help but admit, it was far more thrilling than the time he got entangled with Xu Zhi Rou under the water cave.

"Dream on, you wish,"

Ning Mengyao said, giving Lin Fan a look.

Chatting and laughing, the couple soon arrived at the entrance of the dining room.

Seeing the two entering arm in arm, Ning Zhenyue was quite pleased.

"I asked Ms. Mei to make a couple of dishes, tonight we grandpa and grandson will have a good drink,"

"Grandpa, you just got better, you really shouldn’t drink heavily,"

Ning Mengyao quickly advised.

"Alright, alright, don’t worry. It’s just a little drink, won’t take long,"

Ning Zhenyue said, his words a double entendre which immediately made Ning Mengyao too embarrassed to speak further.

She could only steal glances at Lin Fan.

"Come, Grandpa, let me top you off!"

Although Lin Fan had no interest in drinking, keeping Grandpa company was his duty.

Moreover, he hoped to use the conversation

to make Grandpa think about the past involving his mother-in-law.

After all, ever since the Treasure Bead had appeared, too much had been triggered.

Thus, the three of them began to chat leisurely in the restaurant.

However, at this moment, under the dark moon and high winds outdoors.

In a desolate mountain full of grave mounds.

Ning Bingcai and Ning Changfeng followed the light from their flashlights,

slowly moving forward.

Looking at the swelling grave mounds,

and the occasional drifting blue ghostly fires.

The two were quite frightened.

But to inherit the family business and to gain greater wealth,

they had no choice but to steel themselves and climb upwards.

Until they reached a slightly flatter platform midway up the mountain.

Yamamoto Ichiro was standing there with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the two approaching, he smiled and touched the beard under his nose.

"Did you bring the item?"

"We brought it, we brought it!"

Ning Bingcai stealthily glanced at the table behind Yamamoto Ichiro.

Besides two candles, there were many unknown bottles and jars.

He then pulled a watch out of his pocket,

and respectfully handed it to Yamamoto Ichiro.

"This watch was worn by my father for twenty years, and he gave it to me a few years ago. I’ve never worn it, just left it at home, should that be alright?"

"Hmm... That’s fine, that’s fine!"

Yamamoto Ichiro took the watch,

smelled it under his nose, then tossed it onto the table.

He then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your birth details."

"Right here."

Ning Changfeng hurriedly handed over the written birth details and the names.

to Yamamoto Ichiro.

"Very good, very good. So, in the future, it’s best not to give out your birth details to others easily, not even to your own sons,"

The words of Yamamoto Ichiro made the pair’s faces turn red,

but they dared not talk back.

As for Yamamoto Ichiro, he walked to a simple altar.

He beckoned Ning Bingcai with a finger.

"Mr. Shanben, what else do you need?"

Ning Bingcai walked up puzzled.

But Yamamoto Ichiro didn’t speak; instead, he abruptly grabbed his right hand.

and pulled him to the front of the altar.

Then, with his left index finger, he touched the tip of his finger.

Ning Bingcai only felt a severe pain in his finger,

but couldn’t withdraw his hand.

He could only watch as the blood from his fingertip dripped into the inkstone he had prepared.

"What... what... what is this!"

Finally, after many drops of blood, Ning Bingcai’s hand was released.

He hurriedly put the wound in his mouth.

"Of course, it’s to use your blood to guide my Shikigami!"

Yamamoto Ichiro picked up a brush, dipped it in the ink mixed with Ning Bingcai’s blood,

and began writing quickly on a yellow talisman paper.

Besides the strange talismans, there were also Ning Zhenyue’s birth details.

After he finished writing, he pinched the yellow talisman paper between two fingers,

and ignited it at the candle on the table.

"Shikigami, come out and meet our guests!"

As he threw the yellow talisman paper before the altar,

strange occurrences began to happen frequently!

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