Chapter 2 The Nine Dragon Tattoo
Translator: 549690339
Wang Hao felt he had an enchanting dream.
In the dream, he was surrounded by nine dragons and arrived at a misty valley filled with immortal qi.
There was a steaming hot pool in the valley, and an extremely beautiful woman was soaking in it.
Upon seeing Wang Hao's arrival, the stunning woman immediately rose to greet him.
In an instant, her perfect figure was fully exposed to Wang Hao's gaze without a shred of cover.
Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her brows and eyes dark as ink.
Beneath her delicate and sculpted nose, her cherry lips were red and dainty.
Her neck was graceful like a swan's, her collarbone serene, her chest full and firm.
Her abdomen was flat, without a hint of excess fat, leading to voluptuous buttocks and a pair of slender, flawless legs.
Seeing this, Wang Hao's eyes reddened, and with a tiger's roar, he transformed into a dragon and rushed straight towards the beautiful woman.
Suddenly, a warm sensation flooded his mind, like a dream lasting for three autumns...
However, the next moment, Wang Hao felt the world spinning and woke up from the dream.
"Where am I?"
Wang Hao reluctantly opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings to find himself lying on a wooden bed in a small cottage.
The room was spartan, furnished with only some simple furniture, but the air was permeated with the fragrance of orchids, refreshing and pleasant.
"Creak!"
Just then, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful young widow with a lovely figure walked in.
Hmm? Isn't that Zheng Cailian, the village beauty?
In Wang Hao's memory, Zheng Cailian should be almost thirty years old. Since she married into Chen Village eight years ago, her husband disappeared on a trip and had been missing ever since without a trace, neither dead nor alive.
The villagers all said Zheng Cailian was a jinx, that she was the cause of her own husband's death.
Because of this, Zheng Cailian never tried to defend herself; instead, she silently kept to her widowhood, which had lasted for eight years.
"Aiya, you're finally awake!"
Seeing Wang Hao staring intently at herself, Zheng Cailian's face brightened, and she directly sat down at the edge of the bed.
"Sister Cailian, is this your home?" Wang Hao asked instinctively.
"It's not my home, could it be yours?" Zheng Cailian rolled her pretty eyes, then leaned forward, placing her delicate hand on Wang Hao's forehead to check his temperature.
Uh...
Confronted by Zheng Cailian so close, smelling her pleasant scent, Wang Hao felt his blood surging within him.
He tried to move his gaze away, but it accidentally fell into her neckline, nearly causing his nose to bleed.
At this moment, Zheng Cailian was only wearing a light, purplish-red nightgown.
The neckline was cut very low, revealing a pair of exposed breasts to his gaze...
Gurgle!
"It's good, you don't have a fever."
Zheng Cailian withdrew her hand, but the next second, her face blushed as she reproached, "Where are you looking?"
As she spoke, she covered her chest.
Since she was often alone at home, Zheng Cailian typically dressed very casually. Apart from a nightgown, she wore no other protective layers, never expecting that Wang Hao would see everything today.
Wang Hao, hearing this, awkwardly smiled and then shifted his eyes away.
Seeing his expression, Zheng Cailian couldn't help but burst into laughter, "You naughty boy, your hair isn't even fully grown, and you're already trying to take advantage of your sister. If you're not careful, I might just pluck your eyeballs out!"
After all, Zheng Cailian was a married woman and had long since lost the shyness of a young girl.
Plus, after eight years of widowhood, that extreme emptiness and loneliness were torture for her.
Today, upon seeing young Wang Hao, she felt inclined to tease him to alleviate her boredom.
"Oh, look at you blushing."
"Who's blushing? I'm hot, it's your fault for having such a thick blanket!" Wang Hao retorted and with that, he threw off the blanket.
The next second, he froze in place, filled with disbelief.
Suddenly, he was completely naked; not even an undergarment was left on him.
What was most eerie was that he found his body somewhat unfamiliar to him.
His muscles were sharply defined, with a clear set of twelve-pack abs.
Nine vividly colored divine dragons spread across various parts of his body.
And between his legs...
"Ha ha..."
Seeing this, Zheng Cailian couldn't contain her laughter any longer.
Yet, involuntarily, she crossed her legs, her eyes aflame with desire.
Truly, Wang Hao's physique was too spectacular; it made her long-parched heart ripple with waves of spring...
Hearing her laughter, Wang Hao regained his composure once again.
He felt both embarrassed and annoyed, and after hurriedly covering himself with the blanket, he asked angrily, "Where are my clothes and pants?"
"You fainted in the pond, and I carried you back. Your clothes and pants were all soaked through, so I took them off," she explained.
After finishing, Zheng Cailian suddenly recalled something and curiously inquired, "Haozi, how come you have nine dragons tattooed on your body?"
The pond!
Wang Hao did not respond to Zheng Cailian's question. At that moment, he finally remembered that he had been knocked out outside the village chief's house by Liu Xiulan's adulterous lover.
Looking at it now, that scoundrel had even thrown him into the pond afterward, clearly intending to kill him and silence him forever!
"This bastard, he's so malicious, I can't just let this go!"
Wang Hao cursed inwardly, as his hand instinctively reached toward the back of his head.
And then!
To his surprise, he found that the back of his head felt no pain at all, except for a crust of dried blood, there was no other sensation.
"What's going on?"
Wang Hao furrowed his brows. He clearly remembered losing a lot of blood before, so how could his wounds have healed already? And to think his body had undergone such a drastic change...
Could it be because of that dream?!
"What's going on..." Zheng Cailian asked, puzzled, interrupting Wang Hao's reverie.
Wang Hao glanced at her, about to say something, when he suddenly heard a series of rapid footsteps.
"Someone's coming!"
"Someone's coming?" Zheng Cailian looked bewildered. Seeing Wang Hao's serious expression, she listened intently for a few seconds, but heard no sound.
"Who's coming? What's gotten into you today? Don't scare me..."
However, before she finished speaking, a sudden urgent cry for help sounded from outside.
"Help! Please, save me..."
Someone really was coming!
Zheng Cailian's delicate body trembled, and giving Wang Hao a perplexed glance, she quickly walked outside.
Watching Zheng Cailian's retreating figure, Wang Hao grew even more puzzled.
He had woken up to find his body greatly changed, and even his hearing seemed to far surpass that of ordinary people...
But before he could continue pondering, he sensed something else and turned his head toward the courtyard.
Having just stepped out of the main hall, Zheng Cailian saw a young girl about twenty years old running into her yard in a panic.
She was carrying a large bamboo basket on her back, and clutched a nearly twenty-centimeter-long ginseng with soil, which was clearly a wild ginseng of some years.
"Lin Lin, what's the matter?"
Zheng Cailian asked, puzzled.
"Cailian sister, I..."
Su Lin, seeing Zheng Cailian, puckered her lips and was on the verge of tears.
But before she could continue, her words were interrupted by a malicious chuckle.
"Pretty fast on your feet, little girl. Let's see where you can run to!"
No sooner had the voice dropped, than three burly men barged into the yard.
"What do you guys want?"
Seeing the three men pursuing her, Su Lin tried to suppress her fear and spoke with feigned bravery.
"We just thought you carrying all those mountain goods looked tiring, and we, brothers, wanted to help you carry some. Why be afraid? Oh, and isn't this the Chen Village widow Zheng? What a coincidence, huh?"
Zhou Mazi said with a sly grin, his shifty eyes roving over Su Lin and Zheng Cailian in a thoroughly lecherous manner.
Feeling the malicious intent in the stares of Zhou Mazi and his companions, Zheng Cailian's eyebrows knitted together in anger as she scolded, "Zhou Mazi, this is my home. Leave now, or I'll call for help!"
"Call for help? Ha, your home is at the end of the village, the nearest neighbor is dozens of meters away. Go ahead and call, I'd like to see who has the guts to come save you!" Zhou Mazi laughed arrogantly, confident in his position.
While laughing, he and his two underlings slowly closed in on the two women.
Both women tensed up, realizing the gravity of the situation.
Zhou Mazi was notoriously known as the rogue of the village, engaging in petty thefts. He also had connections with similar types from adjacent villages, so no one dared to offend them, allowing them to lord over the village as they pleased.
"I'm sorry, Cailian sister, this is all my fault..."
Su Lin looked at Zheng Cailian with guilt, then with a clenched jaw, she glared at Zhou Mazi. "You just want the wild ginseng in my hand, don't you? As long as you don't bully Cailian sister and me, it's yours!"
"Heh, I've changed my mind. The ginseng is mine, and you two ladies are mine as well!"
Zhou Mazi licked his lips and then, with a wave of his hand, signaled his minions to seize the two women.
"Don't touch me! Get away!" Zheng Cailian screamed, struggling desperately.
Feeling both ashamed and infuriated, Su Lin retaliated, "Zhou Mazi, if you dare to bully us, my father will never let you off!"
"Pah, your dad means nothing to me. Am I supposed to be scared of him?"
Zhou Mazi scoffed and then yanked hard with both hands.
"Crack!"
A series of snapping sounds ensued as the clothes of Su Lin and Zheng Cailian were torn apart, revealing their pale, tender skin, and...
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