Like a Shadow, Chapter 5: The Fish and the Fisherman

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After several rounds of drinks, the people in the martial arts training ground gradually relaxed, and the boisterous laughter and shouts of drinking games made the place incredibly lively.
The noise and chaos were enough to drown out many other sounds, and everyone was in such high spirits that no one noticed whether the eldest daughter of the Dong family had actually appeared. Dong Shishi did ask, but Greenie, who was quite drunk for the first time, naturally didn't answer, instead gesturing wildly and pulling Dong Shishi to continue drinking.
Dong Shishi assumed her sister found the place too chaotic and had probably gone back to her room with her brother-in-law, so she ignored it.
She didn't know that Dong Qingqing was actually only separated from them by a wall, and she could hear all the shouts and laughter outside clearly. Through the only small window letting in light, she could even occasionally see the hair of a taller bodyguard.
It was the weapons storeroom, where things were scattered haphazardly. Several weapons that had been securely placed on the weapon racks were now deliberately left on the ground.
On that cold, hard, narrow wooden plank sat Dong Qingqing's peach-like buttocks.
Normally, even dressed, Miss Dong would probably find it too hard, but now, her pinkish-white, rounded buttocks were completely bare, the narrow plank sinking into her soft flesh, leaving a dent, yet she remained seated.
Her expression did indeed show some pain, but not because of the plank, but because of Hu Yufei tightly embracing her, and the enormous penis thrusting and grinding against her most sensitive spot… Dong Qingqing had never imagined such things could be done outside of a bed, so when she was initially pulled in, she carried six parts hope and four parts disappointment. Only when her skirt was suddenly lifted to her waist and tucked into her belt, and her underpants pulled down to her ankles, did she realize with astonishment that Hu Yufei truly intended to take her body in this dirty, messy storeroom.
"No...no, let me go!"
Dong Qingqing was pushed against the wall. Through the wall, the familiar laughter and chatter of the bodyguards in the training ground could be heard, startling her so much that her face turned pale. She desperately pushed against Hu Yufei's pressing chest with both hands .
"I can't go to your room now. The bean sprouts in your room won't satisfy you. Don't you really want to...just stay here?"
Hu Yufei said in a low, hoarse voice, with a hint of amusement in his tone. As he spoke, his hand didn't stop, slipping inside her clothes, along her smooth waist, and into her bodice, gently rubbing her gradually swollen nipples.
"I...I..."
Dong Qingqing stammered "I," looking like she was about to cry, unable to bring herself to say the next word, "don't want to." His hot, rough fingers had barely touched her nipple when she felt her legs go weak, and a wet, warm sensation began to seep from deep within her body. She suddenly lowered her head, grunted, and bit Hu Yufei's shoulder through his clothes: "No... if someone finds out, I... I don't want to live anymore..."
Hu Yufei pinched her soft nipple, making Dong Qingqing tremble all over. Then he lowered his head and gently took her earlobe into his mouth, scraping it with the tip of his tongue, and whispered, "No one will come at this time. If we don't make a lot of noise, no one will find out."
He then chuckled and continued, "If you really can't help but want to scream, just bite me like you did before. As long as you don't bite off any flesh, you can bite as hard as you want."
Dong Qingqing's face turned almost as red as a sheet of silk. She buried her face in his shoulder and refused to look up, muttering, "Did... did I hurt you?"
Hu Yufei just shook his head and continued to concentrate on working on Dong Qingqing's body. Her voluptuous body leaned naturally against the wall, her slender waist arching outwards. The hem of her skirt, tucked into her waistband, had come loose slightly. Her arms, hanging at her sides, hesitated for a moment before gently tightening around her, subtly pressing down on the hem of her skirt that was about to slip back down.
Hu Yufei remained patient. His left hand was squeezed between the taut bodice and Dong Qingqing's breasts, his little finger and thumb extending to the sides. Because her arms were pressed tightly together, the two mounds of flesh were pushed to the center, and the two nipples at the top were just right to be pressed down by his two fingers. His right hand moved up and down her bare, smooth thighs, then stopped at the outer back of her jade-like buttocks, circling and kneading as it slowly squeezed between the two tightly pressed buttocks.
Dong Qingqing felt dizzy. The places Hu Yufei touched felt hot and numb. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her nipples gradually hardened. She knew what this meant, but her only resistance was to slightly close her legs, lower her head shyly, and whisper, "No... don't keep touching me..."
The slow, gentle caresses did bring Dong Qingqing wave after wave of pleasure, but she was worried that the longer she stayed here, the easier it would be to be discovered. Naturally, she didn't want Hu Yufei to almost make her faint like last night.
Moreover, she no longer needed such patient caresses. Simple caresses of her nipples and buttocks were enough to make her completely wet. The soft, moist walls of her body contracted, expressing the emptiness deep within her flower garden, making her involuntarily let out a soft moan from behind her nose.
Hu Yufei's hand slowly moved from her buttocks to her front, touching something warm, moist, and slippery, like a fresh clam soaking in honey. He gently pinched the clam meat twice, and a stream of clear fluid dripped into his palm. He chuckled softly, hooked his arm around Dong Qingqing's slender waist, lifted one of her long, jade-like legs, and thrust his massive member towards her.
He did indeed have other things to do tonight and couldn't seduce Dong Qingqing as freely as he had the night before. Fortunately, he knew Dong Qingqing had already tasted the pleasure, and even if tonight's tryst in this storeroom was just a secret tryst, it would surely be enough to make this infatuated young woman unable to extricate herself.
Dong Qingqing held back her moans, her heart pounding, finally waiting for this moment. Her soft, moist lips felt the friction and touch of the hot, hard shaft, and her legs immediately trembled. She quickly wrapped her arms around Hu Yufei's neck and clung to him.
Unexpectedly, her hands loosened, and the skirt tucked into her waistband slid down. Before she could even cry out, she felt her body being thrust upwards, her vagina suddenly swell, her clitoris throbbed with pain, and her whole body went numb. It was the thick, large penis that had unexpectedly penetrated her beautiful flower chamber.
Her small mouth opened and closed several times, her eyes widened, and her delicate brows furrowed tightly. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and let out a low sob, biting Hu Yufei's shoulder.
Hu Yufei took a deep breath, not because of the pain of being bitten, but because his penis felt like it was being tightly pressed against by a curled-up baby's hand, and his shaft was being caressed by countless tender folds of flesh. The indescribable pleasure almost made him let go. In just two nights, regardless of how Dong Qingqing's thoughts had changed, her vaginal cavity alone had changed from the initial random contractions and spasms to the current regular contractions and friction.
To match his thrusts, Dong Qingqing had learned how to sway her hips for greater pleasure. She twisted her pink buttocks, pushing her clitoris firmly against the inserted rod, making a satisfying full contact. A pang of pain shot through her, and her limbs went limp, nearly collapsing against the cold wall.
Hu Yufei caught her, shaking his head with a smile. He moved her aside, casually tossing aside the spears and other weapons, placing her directly on the weapon rack. He had her hook her arms around his neck, while he held her legs. Her long skirt slid down to the ground, revealing her completely naked lower body, which he easily penetrated once more.
The rough wooden plank stung Dong Qingqing, but the pain mingled with the sweet, tingling pleasure in her vagina, making her even more confused. Unconsciously, she sat down harder, letting the plank sink deeper into her soft buttocks.
From the moment of penetration, Hu Yufei moved slowly and rhythmically. When Dong Qingqing twisted too much, he would quicken his pace; when Dong Qingqing ran out of strength, he would slow down again.
Dong Qingqing bit his shoulder, afraid to make a sound. She felt as if a thousand feathers were pricking at her heart, but she couldn't find the itch. When his penis was inserted to its deepest point, she tightened her muscles, hoping to penetrate even deeper and with more force, or even just to be pulled out forcefully and painfully, which would give her a feeling of intense pleasure.
Hu Yufei leisurely withdrew his penis, so slowly that the wooden frame didn't even make a sound. Dong Qingqing was so anxious she almost cried. If it were a couple of days ago, she would have already lost her virginity to Hu Yufei by now, and would be immersed in the second and third waves of pleasure.
Of course, she didn't know that Hu Yufei didn't plan to dawdle tonight, intending to whet her appetite and then satisfy both of their desires at once.
Dong Qingqing had no choice but to bite down even harder, otherwise, she really didn't know what she would say if she let go now.
However, if she could hear her third concubine's voice at this moment, she would probably know what the woman would say.
Because the second wife was physically weak, the third wife, as the second concubine, entered the household only half a year later than the first wife. After the second wife's death, the third wife was the woman who served Dong Haoran the longest in this courtyard.
So she was already used to being woken up by a naked man as soon as she fell asleep. She opened her sleepy eyes, confirmed it was her master, and then rubbed them reassuringly. She proactively took off her skirt, spread her long, slender white legs, and embraced Dong Haoran.
Anyway, she figured if she didn't take it off, he would inevitably pull it down anyway.
Dong Haoran only considered his actions when having sex with his wife; otherwise, he acted on instinct. He merely smeared some saliva on his penis before impatiently lifting his third wife's buttocks and thrusting in hard.
The mature, beautiful woman let out a soft moan; her still-dry vagina was suddenly forced open, her clitoris receiving a solid blow, a throbbing, itchy, and painful sensation like a jumble of flavors being overturned inside her. She quickly reached into her pocket and skillfully stimulated her still soft, sunken nipples. The stimulation on her chest soon spread to her lower body, and some fluid filled the area around the penetrating shaft. The pleasurable sensation gradually took over, and she finally let out a long breath, relaxing her body and letting Dong Haoran do as he pleased, waiting for the final, overwhelming climax that would leave her completely exhausted.
The area around the Third Madam's vulva was neatly trimmed, with sparse hair only leaving a small patch at the top. Her plump labia were slightly raised, like a fleshy bun with a slit. Watching that slit of the bun trap his penis in the middle, with the surrounding vulva stretched bulging, was one of Dong Haoran's favorite pleasures.
Although the Third Madam had been married to him for a long time, she was still a girl from a scholarly family. As Dong Haoran thrust and violated her while looking down at her private parts with amusement, it felt as if an invisible hand was touching her every inch of her body, and her jade-like body flushed with shame.
Dong Haoran thrust in and out forcefully a hundred times, satisfying his masculine virility. Watching the woman beneath him panting and moaning, he contentedly focused his mind and began to slowly circulate the rudimentary Netherworld Nine Revolutions Technique he had learned. The soft, yin energy flowed slowly from his dantian down to the area around his penis.
His fiery rod suddenly cooled, and its speed abruptly slowed. As the shaft slowly reached its depths, the snake-like glans, as if alive, rubbed and nuzzled against her clitoris, then ground heavily. With that grinding, a thin stream of cool air passed through the small opening at her clitoris, teasing and rubbing inside. Meanwhile, the pubic bone, pressed against her vulva, also pressed and rubbed against her vulva a couple of times. The labia and clitoris were intensely itchy and sore from the coarse hair, and the sensation, combined with the same feeling in her clitoris, instantly numbed her entire vulva.
The Third Madam, usually quiet, couldn't help but cling to Dong Haoran's arm, pleading, "Master... please stop tormenting me... let... let me lose myself..."
She clearly felt enough to climax, but the cool breath from the penis blocking her clitoris acted like a lock, preventing her from relieving the sweet, tingling pleasure that lingered between her buttocks, still gathering her remaining energy.
Dong Haoran, of course, was no longer in a hurry. No matter how much the Third Madam pleaded, how much she writhed and twisted her hips, he simply ground the tip of his penis against her clitoris, stirring up her delicate vaginal fluids, but he didn't thrust forcefully.
Gradually, the Third Madam's movements became smaller, her voice louder, her limbs loosened, and her vaginal cavity tightened, especially her swollen vulva, which seemed to want to sever the base of his penis.
Dong Haoran thrust his rod forward a few times, and the flower core was already unbearably sensitive, swelling and gushing out a large amount of clear fluid at the slightest touch. He calmed his mind and breath, suddenly pulling back the soft force wrapped around his penis, pulling it outward sharply, and then thrusting it in heavily. He tightened his grip on the Third Madam's waist, releasing the pressure on her meridians.
The Third Madam cried out in unparalleled pleasure, her voice muffled and unintelligible. Then, her sweaty body shuddered, her jade hands gripping the sheets tightly beside her, her hips trembling violently, and the muscles in her thighs pressed against Dong Haoran's mons pubis twitching intensely. The heavy pleasure that had been suppressed for so long poured out, as if her flower core had been struck hard by a heavy hammer full of tingling sensations. Her yin energy, which had been resting and recovering for the past few days, was completely absorbed by the triumphant dragon within her.
Dong Haoran slowly withdrew his penis, and with a soft gurgle, her vulva glistened with clear, sticky fluid.
He closed his eyes, guiding the warmth he had absorbed into his body, gathering the yin energy that was surging through his meridians.
At this moment, the third wife let out a long sigh, as if she had just caught her breath, and cried out in a mournful voice, "Master...you...you've killed me..."
After saying this, seeing that Dong Haoran's penis was still fully erect, she suddenly felt weak all over again. She didn't even bother to wipe the large wet patch on her buttocks, turned her head and sighed, waiting for the next irresistible act of intercourse.
Similar to the third wife, Dong Qingqing's pleasure was accompanied by fear, but not fear of the exhausting pleasure, but fear of the consequences that this pleasure would bring.
After Hu Yufei slowly thrust in and out nearly two hundred times, Dong Qingqing felt an indescribable tightness, soreness, and itching in her vagina. Unable to bear it any longer, she released her grip on his shoulder, forcing a low moan, "You...you...don't tease me like this..."
Hu Yufei smiled smugly, not speeding up at all. Instead, he withdrew his hand from her waist, instead grasping her full breasts and gently kneading them with his lower body movements.
Losing her balance, Dong Qingqing quickly gripped the wooden frame, her mouth moving further away from Hu Yufei, letting out a series of moans. She frantically bit her other hand's fingers, looking at Hu Yufei with pleading eyes.
Hu Yufei looked into her eyes and slowly said, "Qingqing, tell me what you want me to do. Tell me, and I will do it."
Dong Qingqing slowly released her fingers, opened her mouth, her cheeks burning as if on fire, but still couldn't speak.
Hu Yufei gently rubbed against her vagina a couple more times, then leaned in and used his tongue to part her bodice, kissing her sweaty, smooth breasts: "Qingqing, it's just the two of us here, and I'm just a lecherous thief, what are you afraid of?"
His lips felt dry and hard against her breasts, probably because he was wearing a mask or something.
Dong Qingqing, supporting herself on the wooden frame, finally couldn't help but speak: "You...you can be a little stronger...I...I feel so sore."
Hu Yufei's eyes filled with laughter, and he gave a low shout, suddenly lifting Dong Qingqing off the wooden frame. Dong Qingqing let out a soft cry, her body already hanging on Hu Yufei, her long legs quickly wrapping around his back, her hands tightly holding him as if afraid of falling.
Her body naturally slumped downwards in the air, and since his penis hadn't been pulled out, his pointed glans pierced through her flower core, half of it seemingly squeezing into her tender cervix.
Dong Qingqing whimpered, lowered her head, and bit Hu Yufei's shoulder again with no other choice. Two lines of tears immediately streamed down her face, partly because of the slight soreness and pain in her vagina, and partly because the solid thrust had brought her immense pleasure, making her feel a sense of ease throughout her body.
"Gently...gently, it hurts a little..."
Dong Qingqing was tossed around by Hu Yufei a couple of times. The ups and downs of her body were novel, and the tender skin inside her vagina felt exceptionally pleasurable from the friction. However, each time her delicate body plummeted down, the penis inevitably pounded into her core, breaking apart the soft, moist flesh and causing her pain.
"Don't you really like it?"
Hu Yufei whispered in her ear, his movements never stopping. Her swollen, muddy vulva, like a mortar and pestle, was repeatedly and forcefully pounded into by the penis, drawing out countless drops of nectar.
"No..."
Dong Qingqing wanted to say she didn't like it, but the throbbing pain in her vagina was being stimulated by the penis, causing her tender cavity to spasm as if a bucket of hot water had been poured over her heart, making her shiver. "No... I don't know."
"Is that so..."
Hu Yufei said softly, as if sighing, then suddenly relaxed his grip, his hands gently lifting her buttocks as if holding porcelain—in fact, if it weren't for the two red marks left on her buttocks, they would truly resemble delicate white porcelain with a blush of spring.
Dong Qingqing let out a soft groan, a wave of soreness and weakness rising in her chest. The throbbing pain was gone, but the pleasure that had spread throughout her limbs had also vanished. Although the sensation of the penis slowly scraping against the tender flesh of her vulva was unique, it only made the fire in her chest burn brighter and brighter.
"No...no, I...I didn't say I didn't like it..."
Dong Qingqing's voice became like a wife coaxing her husband, adding a touch of coquettishness. Something seemed to have been released from her heart, and even her eyes became bolder.
Hu Yufei only gave an "oh," still holding her waist and hips, using his rod to probe inside her like a hook, drawing out pools of thick fluid.
Dong Shishi hesitated for a long time, finally unable to resist the desire in her heart. She wrapped her arms around Hu Yufei's neck, brought her flushed face close to his ear, and bit him: "I...I like it! Is that enough? You...you lecherous thief, are you trying to force me to my death...?"
Hu Yufei chuckled with satisfaction, kicked the ground a few times, gathered their clothes together, put Dong Qingqing down on the ground, lifted her legs high, and began thrusting rapidly from top to bottom.
Dong Qingqing finally tasted the sweet feeling she had been waiting for. Her legs trembled wildly, her waist swayed wildly, and her pink buttocks pressed against Hu Yufei's, grinding and rubbing as if she wanted her clitoris to become a millstone, grinding the fullness and pleasure Hu Yufei brought her into her bones.
Hu Yufei, panting, moved faster and faster. Seeing Dong Qingqing becoming increasingly aroused, her vagina tightening and sucking more and more, he leaned down and covered her completely, kissing her rosy lips.
Dong Qingqing had been biting her lower lip, trying to resist biting Hu Yufei's shoulder, but just as she was about to lose control, her lips were suddenly sealed. In a split second, his nimble tongue pried open her teeth and slipped into her mouth. Her mouth loosened, almost letting out a cry. Panicked and disoriented, she didn't care about anything else, desperately tightening her mouth and hooking her tongue around Hu Yufei's tongue, sucking it tightly like a nursing mother. However, the tongue was so smooth and slippery that it seemed about to slip away, causing Dong Qingqing to make incessant nasal noises, fearing that the tongue might suddenly escape and make her screams known to everyone.
While the tongues above were entangled, the round, fleshy tongue in her lower mouth was reaching its final moment. Hu Yufei, invigorated, forcefully suppressed his ejaculation and thrust wildly dozens of times, the flesh slapping against each other with a loud slapping sound. After this fierce storm, Dong Qingqing, her body tense, released her pent-up desire with a satisfying climax. Taking advantage of the lingering afterglow in her vagina, the tender cavity exceptionally tight and moist, he released his breath and thrust forward, forcefully ejaculating his long-held semen into the end of the passage.
"Ugh—"
Dong Qingqing let out a high-pitched groan, her small mouth loosened, and she raised her head, her brows furrowed, eyes narrowed, ears burning, tongue cold, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Her curled-up jade legs stomped hard on the ground, causing her embroidered shoes and stockings to come loose, a picture of ecstasy.
Hu Yufei, panting heavily, withdrew his penis, took Dong Qingqing's embroidered handkerchief, and gently wiped the filth between their groins clean. He helped her up and held her against his chest, slowly fastening her open top, gently stroking her to help her breathing gradually calm down.
Dong Qingqing tilted her head, listening to Hu Yufei's strong heartbeat, a sense of bewilderment washing over her. Was her entanglement with this lecherous thief going to continue indefinitely...?
"What are you thinking about?"
The voice was still hoarse, but Dong Qingqing was used to it; it didn't sound so jarring anymore. She looked up at Hu Yufei's somewhat stiff expression and asked softly, "Is this... a mask?"
Hu Yufei nodded and said, "Yes, I was afraid of scaring you."
Dong Qingqing felt a bitter pang in her heart. She wanted to say, "If you really care about me, why are you treating me like this?" But the words that came out were, "It's okay, I... I'm not afraid."
She felt a dampness on the shoulder she was leaning on; realizing it was saliva from her bite, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "I... did I... hurt you just now?"
"Fool."
Hu Yufei took her skirt and underpants and handed them to her, saying, "Put these on, don't catch a cold."
Dong Qingqing took the clothes blankly and put them on. Although the clothes were now properly on her body, she still felt completely naked in front of Hu Yufei. "You... what do you want? Just like this... just like this with me... are you going to continue like this with me? If you're only after stealing my beauty, I... I've already been humiliated by you, what more do you want from me?"
The thought that this lecherous thief would one day get tired of her body and leave her made her heart ache.
The passion stirred within her by this man—how would she ever escape it?
Hu Yufei quietly observed Dong Qingqing's somewhat agitated face, then pressed his finger to her lips, saying calmly, "You'll know what I want sooner or later. Once I'm certain what I want is worthwhile, I'll take it without hesitation."
"You...you're also after this shipment?"
Dong Qingqing didn't care much about the escort agency, but she wasn't indifferent either. What she'd heard from the maids in the courtyard made her instinctively feel that most of the people who had appeared recently were there for this crucial shipment.
Hu Yufei didn't answer, but slowly straightened his clothes, stroking her cheek and saying, "If I only stay with you from now on, am I still a lecher?"
Dong Qingqing was stunned, then lowered her head in shame and anger, whispering, "I... I'm already a married woman."
A smile appeared in Hu Yufei's eyes: "Then, I'll continue being a lecher."
Dong Qingqing wanted to say something, but heard a commotion in the training ground outside the wall, followed by the sounds of tables and chairs being moved and footsteps, indicating that the banquet had ended. She panicked and hurriedly pushed Hu Yufei, saying, "You... you should leave quickly. Don't let anyone see us."
Hu Yufei squinted, cupped her chin, and kissed her on the lips: "Remember, the fortune teller's stall in the east of the city, fortune telling and divination are up to you."
"I... what if I don't go..."
Hu Yufei chuckled, "Then I'll have to risk my life to come find you..."
With that, he strode to the storeroom door, peeked through a crack, and said, "Hurry up, before anyone's around. I'm wearing my bodyguard's clothes, it'll be fine."
Dong Qingqing's lips twitched, then her face flushed red. Whether from embarrassment or anger, she slipped out the door and hurried away, a water stain still glaring on her skirt. Hu Yufei shook his head with a smile, closed the storeroom door, glanced around, and quickly left Haoran Escort Agency.
It wasn't too late, but given Hu Yufei's current situation, it wasn't time to loiter outside.
He showed no intention of returning to his hiding place. He found a corner, changed out of his bodyguard's uniform, revealing his night clothes, looked around to make sure no one was there, then leaped onto a low house outside the alley and crouched low towards the distance behind the Dong family's residence.
He proceeded cautiously until he reached the abandoned Dong family residence, the place where Madam Dong had quietly recuperated and practiced Buddhism.
Hu Yufei stood in the courtyard, tiptoed up a tree, and slowly rose, his eyes narrowed as he looked into the Buddhist hall.
A simple woman in a blue robe, a string of sandalwood prayer beads, and the hall remained unchanged, the incense wafting, the oil lamp burning eternally—a place seemingly not belonging to this chaotic world, eerily tranquil.
Hu Yufei stared blankly, as if waiting for something.
He didn't know how long he stood there, but the woman in the hall seemed to grow tired, straightened up, stretched, and turned to the door, looking worriedly in the direction of the Dong family.
Hu Yufei wore a mask, so his expression was unreadable, but the muscles at the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched.
Originally, Hu Yufei had indeed come for the Nine Songs of the Netherworld, specifically for the Netherworld Miscellanea, which supposedly contained many techniques for treating external injuries, hoping to heal the lingering pain from his scars. But everything changed after he saw the face of Dong Qingqing, the eldest daughter of the Dong family.
Back then, when Hu Yufei was still a destitute beggar, his violent temper and stubbornness angered the local bullies. He was beaten to the point of near death and left in a garbage dump in a back alley. At that time, instead of the reclusive masters often described in martial arts tales rescuing him, it was the beautiful Peng Xinci and her sister who saved his life.
He dreamed of many things then, but his greatest and most important dream was to learn martial arts, rise above others, and become a bodyguard for the Peng family, protecting the Peng sisters from afar, especially the gentle second daughter, Peng Xinci.
He then joined the Beggars' Sect without hesitation, even though the sect was leaderless and in chaos. Nowhere else would take in a child like him, without family background or even good fortune.
The following year, the Peng sisters were captured by four despicable individuals. The eldest and third daughters hanged themselves shortly after returning home, and Peng Xinci disappeared without a trace.
Young and naive, he didn't understand morality or justice; he only learned from gossip that even the gentlest and kindest girl couldn't withstand the cunning of a lecherous thief and the scorn that followed her loss of virginity.
He then practiced martial arts even more diligently, hoping to one day find Peng Xinci and protect her.
Unexpectedly, by chance, he received news he couldn't believe—the Beggars' Sect was notorious for its gossip. Peng Xinci had married Xia Hao and given birth to a daughter.
That same year, Hu Yufei abandoned his former name, joined the Poison Beggars' Sect, and gradually became the Jade-Faced Flying Fox, the once universally hated lecher.
He didn't know how many delicate flowers he had plucked, how many buds he had withered, but he knew that every woman beneath him, from resistance to submission, from submission to craving, could not truly satisfy him.
After his voice and appearance were ruined by his rivals, Hu Yufei disappeared from the martial world, wandering aimlessly for three years. Because of his humiliation, he no longer engaged in illicit affairs. Then, as the year drew to a close, he received a letter, and as far as he knew, almost everyone he knew in the area who wasn't considered respectable had received one. It contained only one simple sentence: "Youming Jiuge will appear at Haoran Escort Agency." So he went there, and while scouting the area, he saw Dong Qingqing, who was escorting her husband to the academy. In Dong Qingqing, he saw a twenty-year-old Peng Xinci. Therefore, Youming Jiuge was no longer so important to him.
After forcibly taking Dong Qingqing's body, he found this house with a sliver of hope, wanting to see who Dong Qingqing's mother was.
Now he was absolutely certain that the middle-aged woman he was looking at was the same gentle and kind young girl from back then.
Since he couldn't have you at your most beautiful, then… having your daughter in her place would be fine too. Hu Yufei stared blankly as Peng Xinci sat back down, continuing to monotonously fiddle with the prayer beads in her hands. He sighed softly and quietly left the courtyard.
This place had become a place of trouble. Once he had completely captivated Dong Qingqing's feelings, he would take the mother and daughter far away. Hu Yufei secretly plotted, but before he had gone far, a sudden chill ran down his spine, and he abruptly turned around as if realizing something. The streets behind him were deserted, the shadows of the withered branches on both sides looking particularly eerie, but there was no one in sight.
Before Hu Yufei could even curse himself for being suspicious, he heard a slightly cold, youthful voice, a chill like a wind blowing from a dark corner that hadn't seen the light for a long time, sending shivers down his spine.
"Where did you come from, you scoundrel?"
Hu Yufei was startled. He lunged forward and turned around, his left hand flicking the leather sheath at his waist, his right hand already gripping a short sword. Looking towards the source of the voice, he saw a young man dressed in black standing like a javelin in the shadow of the high wall, his eyes gleaming with a wolf-like cold light.
Hu Yufei's mind raced, and he asked, "Are you the one who sent us the message?"
The young man didn't answer, but slowly stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight. His handsome face was expressionless, his thin lips slightly parted, and he muttered to himself, "The thing fishermen hate most is always facing a large group of irrelevant shrimps."
Hu Yufei retreated step by step, glancing around for an escape route, and said, "I'm not after Youming Jiuge, you don't need to worry about me touching your bait... Are you a descendant of the Nie family or the Liu family?"
Now that he knew Dong Haoran was Xia Hao, Hu Yufei naturally thought of the deaths of Nie Qingyuan and his wife. Those who would seek revenge for that tragedy would either be descendants of the Nie family or the new generation of the Liu family.
The young man uttered two words indifferently: "Nie Yang."
Hu Yufei didn't expect the other party to reveal his origin so readily. His heart skipped a beat, guessing that the other party had probably decided to kill him, and he immediately focused all his energy on guard.
Nie Yang didn't make a move, but instead asked, "Have you already made a move on Dong Qingqing?"
Hu Yufei didn't know the other party's intentions, but he had committed countless acts of debauchery throughout his life and had never been afraid to admit it, so he nodded, "That's right."
Nie Yang continued to ask, "These past few days, all the lecherous thieves who went to Dong Qingqing's place were killed by you?"
Hu Yufei laughed loudly and said, "Of course, although I am a libertine, I would not let lowly thieves touch my woman."
Nie Yang sneered disdainfully, "Your woman?"
Hu Yufei retorted with a cold sneer, "In front of her useless husband, she is just a wife who is like a decoration. With me, she is a woman."
Nie Yang took two steps forward and asked, "What do you plan to do with that Miss Dong?"
Hu Yufei took two steps back, barely managing not to show any fear, and said, "My woman is none of Young Master Nie's concern."
He had investigated Xia Hao's affairs and naturally knew that the Nie family's descendants had learned martial arts from Wolf Soul. Wolf Soul, who had stirred up the martial arts world for nearly sixty years, was certainly not someone a small-time lecherous thief like him could afford to offend.
Nie Yang took two more steps forward, bringing the distance between them to less than five steps. Hu Yufei could clearly see those gleaming, cold eyes staring intently at him.
After a moment of silent stalemate, Nie Yang suddenly turned and strode away. Without any apparent effort, the shadowy figure vanished into an even deeper shadow. He left only one sentence: "If it weren't for Youming Jiuge, leave now."
Hu Yufei, panting, leaned against the wall, only then realizing that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
The noise of the training ground subsided into silence. Dong Qingqing slept peacefully beside her husband, her face turned away from the bed. Dong Shishi and Lü'er, tipsy, clung to each other, occasionally murmuring resentful words in their sleep. The Dong family compound was unusually quiet that night, until the rooster's crow heralded the dawn in Qimen Town.
Qimen Town is a small place, most famous for the Haoran Escort Agency, the foremost of the four great escort agencies in the Central Plains. The rest of the town is inhabited by ordinary people.
However, starting half a month ago, the town and surrounding villages have seen a steady increase in the number of strangers.
The simple villagers don't reject strangers, especially those who offer large sums for lodging. Therefore, the increase in strangers hasn't had a substantial impact on Qimen Town itself.
However, today's stranger is an exception.
Early in the morning, a stranger appeared at both the south and north entrances of Qimen Town.
The one at the north entrance was a man in his thirties, with a thick beard, but handsome features and not overly rugged. He sat in the north of the town, ordered a bowl of hot tea, and slowly ate the dried meat and hard bread he had brought, appearing unremarkable. But this man made many merchants in the town uneasy.
This was because he wore the waist badge of the Marquis of Beiyan, and merchants, regardless of the size of their business, generally disliked seeing government officials.
Fortunately, the man only asked for directions to Haoran Escort Agency and said or did nothing else.
Meanwhile, the young woman at the south street corner ordered two pieces of jujube cake and sat at the table eating them with a sweet smile. She attracted attention for two reasons: first, her round face, big eyes, and red lips were incredibly cute and beautiful, making it hard for any man to resist taking a second look; second, she carried an antique longsword at her waist, clearly indicating she was a martial arts expert whom ordinary people would avoid at all costs, making most people afraid to look at her any longer.
The young girl finished the jujube cake with a smile, then licked her soft, red palms, licking off the sugar powder, before stretching contentedly. She slowly strolled to the entrance of Haoran Escort Agency and said softly to the guards at the door, "Could one of you please inform your head镖师 (chief镖师) that Yun Panqing, a disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, has come to pay a visit?"
Before the guards could even go inside, the man with the waist badge arrived. He glanced at Yun Panqing with his sharp eyes and laughed loudly, "Young man, if you're passing by, just say that Ying Hengtian has arrived."
Dong Haoran, who was having dinner in his third wife's bedroom with a naked, soft woman in his arms, heard the guards relay the news and immediately dressed in formal attire as quickly as possible, rushing to the escort agency.
A single disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower wouldn't be enough to cause such a stir. After all, the undisputed number one tower in the martial arts world had little to do with his escort agency, and he didn't recall offending Qingfeng Yanyu Tower when he was Xia Hao. However, the name Ying Hengtian was enough to make his heart tremble.
The martial arts world has always been indifferent to government officials. Even if both are fighting evil and promoting good, what is considered chivalrous in the martial arts world becomes mere official business in the hands of the government. Therefore, those "eagle claws" who become famous in the martial arts world often have more special reasons than other martial arts figures.
In the past five years, the most famous government officials in the martial arts world are Yu Ruoyan, one of the four beauties of the martial arts world in the south, and Ying Hengtian, whose subordinates have solved countless major cases. "Yu Ruoyan in the south, Ying Hengtian in the north"—this is the name that has gradually become known among the countless people who have fallen at the hands of these two.
Dong Haoran, half respectful and half apprehensive, welcomed Ying Yun and Yun Panqing to the main hall, offering them tea and snacks. Without much preamble, he asked directly, "May I ask what brings you two to my humble abode?"
Yun Panqing, who was excitedly holding a bowl of honey cake, had just taken a bite when she heard the question. She quickly looked up and stammered, "I...I just came out to take a look. I heard it's lively here, and I was wondering if I'm disturbing you...uh."
The last "uh" was spoken too hastily, causing her to choke on the cake she was eating. She then patted her already small chest and gulped down tea.
Dong Haoran glanced at her, thinking that having such a woman here couldn't be a bad thing. He then looked at Ying Hengtian, waiting for his answer with his eyes.
Ying Hengtian didn't answer directly. Instead, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket, flicked it, and the paper flew into Dong Haoran's hand.
Unfolding the note, there was only one line of thin, delicate handwriting: "Nine Songs of the Netherworld will appear at Haoran Escort Agency." "Chief Escort Dong,"
Ying Hengtian slowly began, as if unwilling to utter a single wrong word. He glanced almost imperceptibly at Yun Panqing, who was still eating cake, and continued, "That's why I've come."
Dong Haoran's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Master Ying, how did you get this?"
Ying Hengtian took a sip of tea and said, "Not long ago, I took some scum in Baoding Prefecture. I found this on one of the lowly thieves from the lowest ranks. According to that man's confession, this note has already spread throughout the martial world. I thought it was close by, so I came here."
Dong Haoran's hands, which had been trembling slightly, finally regained their composure. He had been afraid that Ying Hengtian had come for him: "Then it's truly a great trouble for Master Ying. Is there anything I can do to help with this matter?" Ying Hengtian
said calmly, "Nine Songs of the Netherworld has really appeared here?"
Dong Haoran hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "That's right. This time, the four major escort agencies in the Central Plains have joined forces to protect this thing."
"Who entrusted this shipment?"
Ying Hengtian asked, enunciating each word clearly.
At that moment, Murong Ji's leisurely voice came from outside the door, "It is I, humble one."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji strolled in, found a chair, sat down, glanced at Yun Panqing, and asked, "I am Murong Ji. May I ask what questions you wish to ask, Captain Ying?"
Ying Hengtian glanced at him sideways and said, "Young Master Murong, if I may be so bold as to ask, where did you obtain this Youming Jiuge?"
Murong Ji replied calmly, "My master acquired it by chance, and thus intends to return it to its rightful owner."
"And who is your master?"
"A recluse, it is inconvenient to disclose."
"Why did you entrust this shipment?"
“Since I am a recluse, I naturally do not wish to be tainted by worldly affairs.”
Ying Hengtian snorted coldly, pointed to the note, and slowly asked, “Then, if I were to ask about that note, I suppose you would also say that you are unaware of it?”
Murong Ji said “Oh,” took the note from Dong Haoran, glanced at it, and smiled, “Of course I am unaware of it. I notified the four major escort agencies of this news a month ago. Presumably, one of their escorts leaked the information. If Constable Ying has the time, you might as well ask them one by one.”
“Young Master Murong, your response to this note is indeed swift.”
Murong Ji smiled and said, “Thank you for the praise, Constable Ying. Although my mind is not as quick as others, it is still a few steps faster than Constable Ying’s.”
Ying Hengtian suddenly smiled, picked up a cup of tea and drank it, and said no more.
Murong Ji looked at Dong Haoran and said leisurely, "Congratulations, Chief Escort Dong. It seems you'll be accompanied by a formidable constable on this escort mission."
Dong Haoran's expression changed slightly, unsure whether he was pleased or surprised. Before he could speak, Yun Panqing, who had just finished eating a pastry, interjected, "And there will also be a formidable female swordsman!"
Murong Ji paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That formidable female swordsman... could it be you, young lady?"
Yun Panqing patted the ancient longsword at her slender waist and said with a smile, "Yes, that's me."
Murong... Before Murong Ji could even ask about her background, Dong Haoran smiled and said, "If you could join us on this escort mission, that would be wonderful. I'm sure those unscrupulous thieves would back down at the mere mention of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower's name."
Murong Ji's eyebrows twitched slightly: "May I ask which senior Xie's disciple you are?"
The Xie siblings, Xie Qingfeng and Xie Yanyu, were both martial arts masters, but few of their disciples had achieved fame in the martial world. Hearing their name, most would simply give them face.
Yun Panqing smiled and said, "My master is Xie Yanyu."
She stuck out her tongue and continued, "If my master taught me, I'd definitely get a beating."
Ying Hengtian suddenly said, "Miss Yun, are you really here to watch the fun?"
Yun Panqing nodded heavily, then leisurely picked up another piece of cake, looking at it and saying, "It's strange that someone as restless as me likes to watch people fish."
"Fishing? Who's fishing?"
A crisp voice abruptly interrupted, it was Dong Shishi, who was rubbing her forehead and wandering over boredly.
Seeing Murong Ji, Dong Shishi's eyes lit up at first, then the light disappeared. She listlessly found a chair and sat down, looking at Ying Hengtian strangely, "Uncle, don't you find that big badge on your waist heavy?"
Miss Dong naturally didn't know what the Marquis of Beiyan meant in the North; she simply thought that wearing such a badge was less attractive than wearing a jade pendant. Look how nice Murong Ji's little jade pendant looked.
Dong Haoran quickly said, "Don't be rude. Master Ying, my daughter is ignorant and has made you laugh."
Although Ying Hengtian looked weathered, he was only in his thirties and was perfectly worthy of being called "Big Brother." The pretty girl's calling him "Uncle" made his lips twitch.
He looked at Dong Shishi with interest and smiled, "Chief镖头 Dong, your daughter is really cute."
Dong Shishi didn't pay attention to the compliment. Instead, she stared blankly at Yun Panqing sitting opposite her. Her round face had fair and delicate skin, and her watery eyes curved into crescent moons when she smiled. Her rosy lips looked like they wanted to take a bite. She was dressed in plain clothes. A white silk shirt covered her petite body, and a beige belt cinched her slender waist. She wore a skirt and trousers of the same color as the silk shirt, and even her satin boots looked very simple. If it weren't for her still-growing body and somewhat childish face, she could really attract the attention of most men.
Seeing Murong Ji looking thoughtfully at Yun Panqing, Dong Shishi felt a pang of resentment at her own lazy, just-risen appearance, dressed only in ordinary women's clothing. She regretted not dressing up more carefully before coming over.
Seeing no one respond to his words, Ying Hengtian coughed twice and turned to Dong Haoran, asking, "Chief镖头 Dong, since it's a four-family joint escort, could I possibly meet the other three chief镖头?"
Dong Haoran nodded, "Of course. The three of them are preparing for their departure and are probably still at the inn. However, we've agreed to have lunch together today, so they should arrive before noon. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait here." Ying Hengtian
hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's still early. If Chief镖头 Dong doesn't mind, could you take me to see your镖师 (bodyguards/escorts)?"
Dong Shishi, feeling bored, immediately said, "Uncle, I'll take you. I know the镖师 well."
Ying Hengtian looked at Dong Haoran questioningly, and Dong Haoran could only nod.
"Uncle, what kind of bodyguard do you want? Good looks or good skills?"
From afar, Ying Hengtian said helplessly, "Miss Dong, just call me Big Brother."
Dong Haoran turned to Yun Panqing and asked, "Miss Yun, where are you staying?"
Yun Panqing tapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Oh dear! I haven't found a place yet. I've been traveling for the past two days and completely forgot about it."
Dong Haoran smiled and said, "If Miss Yun doesn't mind, why not stay in my guest room? Since Miss Yun has been so helpful to our bodyguard agency this time, I..." "It's only right that we provide food and lodging."
Yun Panqing tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you. It doesn't need to be a very nice room; I'll be happy
as long as there's a place to stay. Master always trains us to sleep standing up, but I sometimes want to sleep lying down... I've almost forgotten what it feels like to sleep in a bed." Dong Haoran was somewhat surprised, but Murong Ji didn't react much. After all, this wasn't the first time he had seen a disciple of Qingfeng Yanyu Tower, and the one he had seen could simply stand in the wilderness and rest for a night.
"Since it's a guest room, how come there's no bed... Miss Yun, I wonder how much you can drink? Can you have a few cups?"
Dong Haoran laughed and said excitedly. Of all the strangers he had met, this beautiful and lovely girl was probably the one that suited his taste the most.
Yun Panqing replied seriously, "I can't drink alcohol. Master said drinking is very dangerous."
Murong Ji frowned slightly, seemingly wondering why Qingfeng Yanyu Tower had sent such an ignorant little girl.
"A woman who can't drink is truly dangerous."
With a gruff voice, Xu Peng strode in, glanced at Yun Panqing, paused for a moment, then sat down and said to Dong Haoran, "Hey, Old Dong, where did you pick up such a beautiful girl? She's really pretty."
Yun Panqing's eyes immediately crinkled into crescent moons as she smiled, seemingly pleased by the compliment. She chuckled and said, "Not pretty at all. My senior sister is the prettiest. I can't compare." Then
her expression darkened. "It's a pity she married someone from the south and never comes back to see me."
"This is Yun Panqing, the esteemed disciple of the Qingfeng Yanyu Pavilion Master,"
Dong Haoran introduced briefly. Xu Peng gasped, then stared in disbelief at the petite and delicate figure, so much smaller than that of a typical northern woman: "Is this really someone from Qingfeng Yanyu Pavilion? She looks like she could be blown away by a gust of wind..."
He had barely finished speaking when he felt Yun Panqing, who was swinging her legs on the chair opposite him, seem to move slightly. He seemed to hear the sound of a sword being drawn, but it was just a blur. Looking closer, Yun Panqing was still sitting in the chair, leisurely swinging her small legs.
But Murong Ji's expression changed instantly. Before Xu Peng could understand what was happening, he felt a tickling sensation on his cheek. Reaching out, he caught several strands of his hair that had been cut off, and he froze.
Dong Haoran's hands trembled slightly. This unfathomable martial arts had stirred up painful memories of being chased by the wolf spirit. The strange martial arts were not something a human could perform...
"Brother Xu, what brings you here so early? Do you want to have a couple of drinks with me?"
Seeing the awkward silence in the hall, Dong Haoran quickly spoke up to ease the atmosphere.
Xu Peng was taken aback for a moment, then slammed his fist down and cursed, saying, "I came to ask you, has that kid Qiu Mingyang come over?"
Dong Haoran was also taken aback, then shook his head and said, "No, isn't he at the inn?"
Xu Peng scratched his head and asked curiously, "Then where could he have gone? Old Master Wang and I have been looking for him everywhere, and the bodyguards he brought also said they hadn't seen him. Damn it, could he have been scared and gone back to his hometown?"
Chapter 5
(Part 1)
It was the armory, with things scattered around in a mess. Several weapons that had been securely placed on the weapon racks were now deliberately thrown on the ground.
And on the cold, hard wooden planks, there was a Monopoly game board.
"Haha, you're bankrupt again."
Hu Yufei shouted happily, holding a chess piece. "Come on, let's play again. I'll let you have a good time whenever you win."
Dong Qingqing, her hair all black, squatted in the corner drawing circles.
(II)
She felt a wet sensation on the shoulder she was leaning on. Thinking that it was blood from her own bite, her cheeks flushed, and she stuck out the piece of meat in her mouth, whispering, "I... just now... did I bite you too hard?"
"..."
"Hu Yufei, Hu Yufei, your face is so pale..."
(III)
Hu Yufei squinted, cupped her chin, and kissed her on the lips: "Remember, the fortune-telling stall in the east of the city, fortune-telling and divination are up to you."
"I... what if I don't go..."
"Then I won't earn advertising fees."
(IV)
Before Hu Yufei could even curse himself for being suspicious, he heard a slightly chilly young voice, like a wind blowing from a dark corner that hadn't seen the light for a long time, making him feel cold all over.
"You stepped on my foot!"
(V)
At the north street entrance was a man, about thirty years old, with a thick beard, but his features were handsome and he didn't look too rugged. He sat in the north of the town, ordered a bowl of hot tea, and slowly ate the dried meat and hard bread he had brought with him, seemingly without anything special. But this man made many merchants in the town feel uneasy.
Just because he had a city management badge hanging from his waist.
(VI)
The girl finished the jujube cake with a smile, licked her soft, red palms to remove the sugar powder, stretched contentedly, and slowly strolled to the entrance of Haoran Escort Agency. She said softly to the guards at the door, "Could one of you please inform your head镖师 (chief镖师, a kind person) that Kesai has come to visit?"
"Go away, our head镖师 isn't Gedemis."
(VII)
Ying Hengtian didn't answer directly, but instead pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and flicked it into Dong Haoran's hand.
Opening the paper, there was only one line of thin, small characters: "Are you free to have dinner together tonight?" "..."
(VIII)
Dong Haoran's expression changed slightly, unsure whether to be pleased or surprised. Before he could speak, Yun Panqing, who had just finished a piece of cake, blurted out, "There will also be an Ultraman!"
"Whose child is this? Quickly take him away."
"There's also a Superman!"
"..."
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