Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

"Brother, is your injury feeling better?" Ling'er asked quickly.

Looking at the tearful Zhao Ling'er, Ji Ping, although his face was still pale, still smiled and said: "It's nothing serious, it's much better. Come on, let's go to the city first."

Ji Ping said and stood up with Ling'er's help.

"Brother, I will listen to you in everything from now on. Please don't be angry with Ling'er, okay?" Zhao Ling'er leaned against Ji Ping, fearing that he was still angry.

Ji Ping wiped the tears from the corners of Ling'er's eyes and said with a smile: "Silly girl, why am I angry? But you have to remember what you said, and you will listen to me in everything from now on."

"Yeah, yeah, listen to brother." Zhao Ling'er nodded her little head quickly.

Suzhou City is tens of millions of times more prosperous than Yuhang Town. Even though it is already night, it is still brightly lit and crowded with people. Ji Ping originally planned to take Ling'er for a walk, but thinking about his injuries, Ling'er was nowhere to be found.

I wanted to have some fun, so I found an inn and rested for a night to recuperate.

Lying on the bed, Ji Ping held Ling'er's smooth body until she fell into a deep sleep.

"Silly Baitian, Bai Yueguang, it's really easy to be with Ling'er..." Ji Ping sighed, "Even if I lie to her a hundred times, she will probably forgive me..."

"What are you thinking about? Why should I lie to Ling'er..."

Ji Ping shook his head and continued to practice exercises to heal his injuries.

After resting for most of the night, Ji Ping felt much better, his wounds had healed, and his mental state had recovered to 70% to 80%. If he met Lin Yueru, he could take her down with one hand.

Of course, Ji Ping doesn't want to meet him again. There are enough beauties around him, and there is no shortage of this one...

Early the next morning, Ling'er slept deeply, putting her little hands in her mouth and sucking, like a three-month-old baby. Ling'er's face already felt a little like baby fat, and Ji Ping couldn't help but pinch it.

pinch.

"Well...brother, I still want to sleep." Ling'er curled her lips in a daze, obviously not wanting to get up.

Looking at the sky, it was almost noon. Ji Ping said with a smile: "The sun is shining on your butt. Get up quickly. My brother will take you to visit Suzhou City. If you can't afford it, I won't go."

"Hehe, I'm going." Ling'er pulled Ji Ping's shoulders and stood up, glanced at his back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Ping's injury was healed, and Ling'er was also much happier. After leaving the inn, the two of them walked around the streets of Suzhou City.

Suzhou is indeed a big city, with all kinds of new things emerging one after another. Zhao Ling'er, who has lived on Xianling Island since she was a child, finds everything novel.

Making traps, smashing boulders on the chest, swallowing iron swords alive, monkey tricks, and all kinds of tricks are not difficult for practitioners, but they are still novel.

"Brother, there's a fortune teller there, let's go and have a look." Ling'er took a lick of Sun Monkey's candy man and pulled Ji Ping to the fortune teller.

This half-immortal has a very serious tone. The iron mouth on the signboard is straight, and there are eight big characters of "Fortune Telling Immortal".

"He's just a charlatan." Ji Ping said with a smile, "Let's go play something else. What's the point of fate?"

Zhao Ling'er thought it made sense, so she thought about it and left.

"Young Master's complexion is red and his face is full of peach blossoms. He will definitely have a good match in the near future." The half-immortal suddenly said.

After hearing the fortune teller's words, Zhao Ling'er froze, looked at Ji Ping, and turned back to the stall with an annoyed look on her face: "Old guy, what are you talking about? My brother has a wife, how could he be destined to fall in love?

"

"Haha, girl, believe it or not, there will be results within three days." The fortune teller smiled, looked at Ling'er again, and was about to speak, but saw a foot fly over and knock over his stall!

Ji Ping threw away half a tael of silver and threatened fiercely: "You blind man, you speak so freely, be careful not to be struck to death by lightning!"

"Ling'er, ignore him, let's go." Ji Ping picked up Ling'er and ran away, absolutely not letting her hear what was behind her.

The fortune teller was not angry either. He picked up two taels of silver, set up the stall again, and muttered: "The girl's radiant light is gathered at the top of her head, and her aura is so powerful that it is rare in the world. She will be an emperor and empress in the court, and she will be a great person in the field."

It's a pity that there is evil spirit hidden in the eyebrows, I'm afraid I won't survive this year..."

Although Ling'er didn't hear the rest of the words, she seemed to really believe the fortune teller's words, watching Ji Ping's expression change.

"It would be great if my brother can find another person he likes. There will always be someone who can take care of him for me..." Ling'er thought to herself.

Seeing that Zhao Ling'er's face had lost its joy, Ji Ping scolded the fortune teller eighteen thousand times.

"Ling'er, you're hungry, let's go and eat." Ji Ping had no choice but to divert Ling'er's attention to other aspects.

Ji Ping didn't think too much and took Ling'er to the best restaurant in Suzhou City, even though he didn't have much money anymore.

As soon as he arrived in front of the restaurant, Ji Ping secretly said that he was unlucky when one of the figures flew out and almost hit him!

Ji Ping gently supported the man with his right hand and held him steady.

No need to look, this must be Comrade Liu Jinyuan, the new top scholar, the son of Shangshu, Lin Yueru's childhood sweetheart, and cousin.

Three local ruffians came out cursing, saying that Liu Jinyuan was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, but Ji Ping kicked him away!

Liu Jinyuan expressed his gratitude and ordered a large table of exquisite dishes for Ji Ping and Ling'er to eat.

"Brother Ji, do you think I, the top scholar, am not worthy of my cousin Yueru? Why do both she and my uncle look down on me?" Liu Jinyuan kept drinking, filled with bitterness, "My sister Yueru and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood.

When I grow up, I don’t need to be the number one scholar, but I can’t let go of her.”

Zhao Ling'er dragged her chin, blinked her eyes, looked at Ji Ping and then at Liu Jinyuan, feeling happy in her heart. She didn't have this kind of trouble, and she didn't know what unrequited love felt like.

"Brother Liu, this only means that she is not a good match for you. With your knowledge, appearance, and identity, you will definitely be able to find someone better. Why hang yourself on a tree again." Ji Ping knew that Liu Jinyuan would meet Caiyi.

The banshee who was willing to give her life for him, unfortunately, the two ended up having a bad fate.

"Hey, since ancient times, how many people have been able to break the word love?" Liu Jinyuan shook his head and kept drinking with Ji Ping, and soon he lay on the table.

Ji Ping lifted Liu Jinyuan into the room and threw him on the bed. He shook his head. The dignified scholar was tortured like this by a woman from the world. He was really a seed of infatuation.

"I think Brother Liu is very good. Since he likes that girl Yueru, he should be brave enough to pursue her. If he misses it, won't he regret it for the rest of his life?" Zhao Ling'er praised, "It's a pity that the man has a concubine and is ruthless. It's really hard for Brother Liu.

"

Ji Ping didn't know how to evaluate it. Anyway, he had already met Lin Yueru and had no intention of doing so.

"Ling'er, have you had enough fun in the past two days? Let's leave tomorrow?" Ji Ping suggested, "Yangzhou is more prosperous than Suzhou. I will accompany you to have fun for a few more days, okay?"

"Well, I listen to my brother." Ling'er smiled and said, "Then I have one more request."

"Oh? Tell me, I will agree to any request." Ji Ping said with a smile.

Ling'er's pretty face turned red, and she pulled Ji Ping back to the room: "Brother, it's been a long time, and Ling'er's stomach hasn't responded. I want to have a child..."

"You girl, you are a child yourself..." Ji Ping smiled, pulled the bed curtains, and smelled Zhao Ling'er's cute little ears intimately...

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At night, when the moon was shining brightly, Ji Ping put on his clothes, closed the door gently, and came to the place where he met the fortune teller during the day.

Fortunately, that bastard is still setting up his stall.

Ji Ping threw a tael of silver over and said with a serious face, "Is there any way to break my wife's bad luck?"