Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Zhu Mingde let out a strange cry, feeling a sudden resurgence of the inner energy he had already depleted. Without much thought, he turned around and ran.

Unfortunately, this time he couldn't escape the grasp of that person.

Watching the "horribly rotten" smile drawing closer, Zhu Mingde panicked and screamed, "No... don't come any closer..."

"Why not? Didn't we agree on this? If I catch you, we'll make love... Come on, baby, let's not waste any more time..."

"No, no..."

This place was a huge temple, with golden walls shining all around. Whether it was the ceiling or the floor, it seemed to be made of gold. However, gold could not possibly reflect such a brilliant and dazzling light.

In the center of the temple, there floated a blue dot. The tiny dot emitted a charming soft blue light, undulating and extending like the waves of the sea, even the surface of the blue light seemed to be able to shine with scales, everything was so beautiful.

Yaojin was now standing directly below this blue dot, not knowing how it had come here.

Just as it was at a loss, the blue dot changed. In Yaojin's angry gaze, the dot grew larger and longer, and then larger and longer again, finally transforming into a Chinese dragon with a body length of at least five hundred meters.

This dragon had a pair of extremely beautiful and conspicuous long horns, with graceful lines and a sparkling blue appearance that fascinated Yaojin. Covered with shiny blue scales that matched the horns, the dragon's scales shimmered with a cold light at the ends, and Yaojin was certain that even the "Desert Eagle" in its owner's collection could not harm it in the slightest.

As Yaojin carefully observed, the closed eyes of the blue dragon suddenly opened, and its overwhelming "dragon might" filled the temple.

The instinctive awe of the divine beast made Yaojin immediately prostrate on the ground, trembling and dare not lift its head.

"Kid, do you know why I brought you here?" A voice full of majesty yet gentle echoed in the temple.

"I don't know..."

"Hehe, I think you have good aptitude. I'm preparing to let you inherit my bloodline and let my dragon clan reappear in the Divine Land..."

Oh my god, would such a good thing really fall on himself?

Yaojin didn't know how to smile, so he could only bow repeatedly and say, "Thank you very much for your kindness, Lord Dragon..."

"Well, kid, get ready..."

A gentle blue light shot from the dragon's eyes, enveloping Yaojin. As Yaojin felt the changes in his body and looked forward to the future, suddenly, a roar that shook the temple sounded, and the blue light on Yaojin's body was extinguished.

"Lord Dragon, what's wrong..." Yaojin was very puzzled.

The scales on the blue dragon's body stood up one after another, and the eyes that were as hot as the sun, as well as the anger bursting from its eyes, all proved that this giant dragon was thoroughly enraged.

Roaring, the blue dragon's roar caused the buildings on the top of the temple to fall down piece by piece. The earth shook, as if the end of the world was approaching.

"You bastard, how dare you... The bloodline of the dragon clan should not fall into your hands... You have wasted my time, wasted my energy, I will let you die and never reincarnate..."

The blue light once again enveloped Yaojin, but this time, there was no comfortable feeling like bathing in a hot spring, only the tearing pain!

"Ah..."

"Ah..." "Woo..."

After two screams, Zhu Mingde on the bed and Yaojin under the bed woke up at the same time, both drenched in sweat, their eyes full of panic.

"Yaojin, come here..." Zhu Mingde patted his hands gently and called out.

Yaojin let out a "woo" and leaped onto the bed, resting its head on its owner's chest, seeking spiritual shelter.

Unfortunately, its owner was also unable to protect himself. "Yaojin, do you know, I had that nightmare again... For three days, I've been insulted by that monster in my dreams, ten times worse than 'Ruhua'... I really dare not sleep anymore..."

"Woo woo woo..."

Mount Qixia in Nanjing, Zhu Ming Manor.

These days, this Ming dynasty aristocratic family, which has a history of several hundred years, has been lifeless. All 816 people, plus countless pets and livestock, are all listless!

The reason? Can't sleep well!

Several consecutive nights of collective nightmares made everyone realize that something was wrong.

At the suggestion of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic Priest, the family head first invited the contemporary world's top architectural psychologist, Zhou Tianxiao. Legend has it that the buildings designed by Zhou Tianxiao can make autistic people cheerful, and can also make optimistic people gradually depressed!

Not long ago, Zhu Ming Manor underwent a renovation. The grandfather of the Zhu family was afraid that the new buildings would subconsciously induce nightmares in people, so he asked his son to invite Zhou Tianxiao to take a look.

Unfortunately, Zhou Tianxiao found nothing!

After that, the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family invited the number one Feng Shui sect in China, the Maoshan Sect Priest, to see if there were any changes in the Feng Shui of Zhu Ming Manor, or if there were any evil spirits causing trouble, and so on!

Similarly, the Maoshan Sect Priest did not find anything unusual. To be safe, this Priest also set up a super large "calming array" in Zhu Ming Manor to facilitate sleep.

However, on that night, all the people in the manor, including the 817 people including the Maoshan Sect Priest, still had nightmares!

The next day, after the Maoshan Sect Priest left in embarrassment, some of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family's direct relatives also left the manor to find another place to stay. Although they did not have nightmares during the day, no one liked this kind of day-night reversal. Stay connected via empire

When Grandpa Zhu learned that the relatives who had moved to other places did not have nightmares again at night, he became more and more certain that someone was deliberately targeting them!

"Speak, who has been causing trouble recently?" Grandpa Zhu, who hadn't asked about mundane matters for a long time, gathered all 28 direct disciples of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family, three generations of ancestors.

The Zhu family members looked at each other, and finally, all looked at Zhu Mingde.

Grandpa Zhu frowned, looked at his most esteemed grandson, and said in a deep voice, "De'er, what have you done?"

Zhu Mingde's haggard face turned slightly red, and he muttered, unable to speak.

Seeing his son blushing and speechless, and his father looking serious, the head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family hurriedly spoke up and explained the grievances with the Medicine King Sect.

"Nonsense!" Grandpa Zhu was furious, pointing at Zhu Mingde and cursing, "You actually made enemies with the Medicine King Sect for a woman? Are you stupid? I thought you were bold and meticulous, but I didn't expect you to be so flashy on the outside and inferior on the inside..."

Facing the furious grandfather, Zhu Mingde lowered his head and dared not make a sound. Beside him, his uncles and brothers all showed hidden smiles.

"Dad, De'er didn't know that the young master of the Medicine King Sect also had the status of a living Buddha at first, so he made such a foolish mistake! Please don't blame him..." The head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family was concerned about his son and quickly spoke up for him.

"Do you know? If this matter is not handled properly, our Ming Dynasty aristocratic family is likely to be removed from the 'Five Great Aristocratic Families' and demoted to a first-class family, or even a second-class family..."

"Dad, you are exaggerating a bit too much..." The head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family was somewhat skeptical.

"Exaggerating? Hmph..." Grandpa Zhu glared and roared, "How come you still don't know how serious this matter is? Don't you know how much influence a living Buddha has among Buddhist monks and believers? Don't you know how many monks and Buddhists there are in the world? Why did I hand over the position of family head to you back then..."

This time, the head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family was a bit embarrassed. "Dad, don't worry too much! The influence of living Buddhas, no matter how great, is only for Tibetan Buddhism! We have little contact with them and have nothing to fear..."

"Nothing to fear?" Grandpa Zhu smiled coldly, "I know you don't like people in the Buddhist world much, but you can't be so ignorant. Don't you know that 'living Buddha' is not just a specific term for Tibetan Buddhism, but also an honorary title for Buddhist practitioners who have reached the highest realm?"

The head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family blushed like his son, bowed his head, and dared not speak again.

At this time, another grandson of Grandpa Zhu, a nephew of the head of the Ming Dynasty aristocratic family, relying on his favor with Grandpa, asked, "Grandpa, do we also have living Buddhas among the Han people?"

"Nonsense!" Grandpa Zhu said impatiently, "Have you seen the TV series 'Living Buddha' that aired these days? The protagonist, Ji Dian, is a living Buddha..."

Here, Grandpa Zhu sighed somewhat, "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is unique, with extremely pure spiritual energy. The output of living Buddhas there is much higher than in the Central Plains. Sakya's Jebtsundamba Hutuktu and Gelug's Panchen Lama are among the more famous ones!"

"It seems that there are seven or eight living Buddhas in Qinghai and Tibet... How many living Buddhas do we have in the Central Plains?"

"The contemporary living Buddhas in the Central Plains have not yet appeared!"

"What? This gap is too big, isn't it?" The grandson was very surprised.