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The 　Little Mute Boy 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Deep in 　　the Peach　　　　Blossoms

********** ... 　　Ninety percent of the island is covered in peach trees, so the island is ablaze with white and pink peach blossoms year-round. From afar, it resembles a floating flower mountain on the sea! 　　Some areas of the island are covered in stone forests, with peaks of varying heights and sizes uniquely shaped. In other places, peach trees grow within the stone forests, or stone mountains rise from within peach groves. Stones intertwine with trees, trees surround mountains, creating a unified and breathtaking landscape. However, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous … 　　Because of the abundance of peach trees and the year-round blooming of peach blossoms, it is known as Peach Blossom Island. The island's owner is none other than the infamous Eastern Heretic, Huang Yaoshi, a man of both righteous and wicked character. His martial arts skills are virtually unmatched, with only a handful of rivals. Peach Blossom Island is exceptionally dangerous, riddled with traps that are impossible to avoid. The Peach Blossom Formation, composed of peach trees, is even more perilous than the traps themselves. 　　All I knew was that his surname was Huang; I didn't know his real name, because I was just the youngest mute servant among the many servants . Since I was the youngest on the island, the young lady called me Little Mute Boy. 　　The servants on Peach Blossom Island didn't have names; they were simply numbered according to their arrival date: Mute One, Mute Two… and so . Because the young lady always called me Little Mute Boy, everyone eventually followed suit . That was a name, much better than Mute One, Mute Two…! So for a while, I was quite proud of this smug. 　　At that time, I was too young to do much work, so the master had me follow the young lady around, running errands and doing odd jobs. I was quite diligent, and the young lady treated me quite well, providing me with decent food and lodging. 　　When my master taught the young lady to read and write, I often followed along. Although I couldn't speak, my memory and hearing were exceptionally good, far superior to the young lady's, but still much better than most. So, by following her, I secretly learned to recognize many characters. Of course, no one else knew this except myself. No one knew why my master forbade servants on the island to read or write, so none of the servants on the island, except me, were literate. 　　As I followed the young lady longer, I gradually learned more characters and began to understand the meaning of the name "Little Mute Child." I also vaguely understood why my master didn't allow us to read and write, but only to make us obedient, speechless tools… (To put it simply, I was afraid of revealing the secrets of Peach Blossom Island). 　　As I grew older, I learned more and more characters, secretly read more and more books, and understood more and more. In any given place in the world, there simply wouldn't be so many mute people gathered together. It's said that our master is kind-hearted and compassionate, leading us, who are born disabled, to work on Peach Blossom Island. I absolutely refuse to believe it. He beats several people to death every month. Although I haven't witnessed it myself, the servants gossip about who did what today , only to be kicked or punched to death by their master… If he were that kind-hearted, pigs would fly. 　　Our master is also a renowned expert in pharmacology, famous throughout the martial arts world. He can make you deaf without making you mute, and vice versa. 　　Given his character, what wouldn't he dare to do? I've kept this secret hidden in my heart, never telling anyone . From that moment on, I began to hate him, I still hate him to this day. He's the one who made me unable to speak, he's the one who brought me to this island to suffer, he… 　　Speaking of our young lady, she's not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also incredibly intelligent and mischievous. Everyone calls her the "Little Zhuge Liang"! That shows how clever she is… 　　When the young lady left the island, I just followed her, and she could directly order me around. Now that she's gone, I've had some free time. All I do is sweep the fallen branches and peach blossoms in the young lady's courtyard, and I'm quite content with that… 　　until one day, while I was sweeping the courtyard, this peaceful life was shattered. 　　"Mute boy!" 　　It was like a thunderclap in my ears, startling me. Just what I feared had come to pass. I quickly dropped the broom and ran over, trembling. There stood a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with blond hair, sword-like eyebrows… a cold face, and an aura of intense power. He was my master, Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic. (Huang Yaoshi is not a major character in the story, so he won't be described in detail.) 　　Now, only three people on the island can speak: my master, the young lady, and the madam . After the young lady left, only my master and madam remained! However, in the seven years since I arrived on the island , I haven't seen the madam. 　　My master told the young lady: "The madam is unwell and cannot see anyone, so she is resting quietly somewhere on the island!" This is one of the advantages of following Miss; I know a little more of the island's secrets than others, and I'm still alive and well... 　　(Why? Because I'm mute and illiterate. It's impossible for me to leak the island's secrets... so I'm still alive!) Sometimes Master doesn't mind letting me know! 　　Because Master dotes on Miss, he never loses his temper in front of her. Now that Miss has left the island, no one can control Master, so his temper has become volatile, and he loses his temper easily! 　　That day, I had just passed the front hall when I heard a furious roar coming from inside. I secretly peeked in from a corner outside the front hall and saw Master in the front hall, his face full of anger, kneeling on the ground in fear before him.

The two maids roared, "Do you even know how to serve? You can't even comb the lady's hair or wipe her face properly!

How you taught? You can't even do this little thing right, what use are you?!"

Ignoring the two mute maids' desperate kowtows and cries of "Ah...woo woo..."

, a loud thud was heard as they were kicked like kites with broken strings, flying out of the hall (the kick was so fast that

only a loud thud was heard). They crashed to the ground outside,

sending trembling violently, bright red blood slowly trickling from their mouths, flowing more and more... their eyes rolled back, their hands

trembling weakly until they fell limply to the ground...

Even a top-tier martial arts master wouldn't dare take a kick from

Huang Yaoshi ! It was clear the two maids were doomed! I was instantly terrified, my mind went blank. I

stared at the two maids lying on the ground, two vibrant lives gone in the blink of an eye. I

didn't even know when their bodies were carried away…

For the next few nights, I was awakened by nightmares, my dreams filled with the images of those two maids dying—their pale eyes,

bleeding mouths, convulsing bodies… Whenever I thought of them, my chest tightened, my eyes stung. After

all, they were one of us; it was inevitable to feel a pang of sympathy. Who knew

what my master might want from me that day? Had I done something wrong? Was he going to hold me accountable? I was terrified,

but I couldn't ignore him. My mind was a jumbled mess, so I forced myself to approach… I bowed to my master

and gestured a few times (meaning, "Master, what do you need me for?").

My master said, "Dumb boy, the mistress's household is short-handed lately, so I'm sending you to take care of her

for a while! Go and pack your usual clothes and belongings, then come with me to the mistress's."

Hearing that it wasn't someone looking to cause me trouble, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief! But then a chill ran down my spine.

Wasn't sending me to my death? What if I made a mistake while serving the lady? Wouldn't she kill me? After all, there had been

a precedent!

Thinking of the two maids' gruesome deaths…

what should I do? What should I do? I'm only twelve years old, I don't want to die young!

I still want to go out into the world to eat those incredibly delicious candied hawthorns, beggar's chicken, and all those other unknown delicacies…

I've never seen the markets or towns outside…

How do I know about those things? It's because on our island, there are often wandering figures who bring

delicious food and fun things to ask the young lady for favors. Especially two strange men who often come to play with the young lady—one with completely white hair

, wearing tattered clothes with several comical bags hanging from them. There was another old man with completely white

hair , whose clothes, while not exactly tattered, were close enough,

and whose personality was like that of a child. (The young lady said one was the leader of the beggars outside and the other the leader of the Taoist priests.)

They spent their days frolicking around the island, yet they never encountered a single trap, and the Peach Blossom Formation was never activated!

Even I, let alone anyone with a brain, knew they were no ordinary people. There were probably very few people

in the world

! Whenever they came to the island, they would bring the young lady some delicious food and fun things. Because we did whatever they were asked to do,

we never complained or uttered a single word of complaint

. Of course, the mute couldn't speak, but her heart was filled with complaints: "You're always asking for this and that,

and what kind of nonsense books are you reading? You changed so many books every day, I was breathless, almost running my legs off, and…"

Of course, there were some advantages. We could freely enter and leave the study, often leaving or taking a few books we liked to

read secretly at night, and then putting them back without being discovered. The more books I read, the more I understood, and my knowledge grew rapidly.

A slight change in my heart also arose, and my hatred deepened...

I didn't want to be trapped on this island forever, a slave for life.

The young lady also liked and cared for me quite a bit, so she would always give me some of the good food...

To go or not to go? Go? Perhaps I'd survive at most nine out of ten times. Not go? Probably I'd die ten times over. Dying now,

at least I'd survive! Although I didn't know why I was being told to pack, I hurriedly went to pack, lest

the master get angry! Maybe she'd slap me, and I'd be dead...

Carrying several sets of clothes and a towel the young lady had given me (I'm sure everyone has seen The Legend of the Condor Heroes, right? The mute servants

on Peach Blossom Island wore those old-fashioned black servant suits—hat, shirt, trousers, and shoes. Peach Blossom Island is spring-like all year round

, so the clothes are quite thin; although I carried several sets, they weren't heavy).

Although it was currently afternoon on Peach Blossom Island, the sun was shining brightly, birds were singing, flowers were blooming, and spring was in full bloom. But I had no mind to appreciate it now

. Following my master toward the legendary forbidden area of Peach Blossom Island, my mind wandered aimlessly.

A gentle breeze blew by, and delicate, alluring peach blossoms danced in the wind, a truly beautiful sight.

I don't even know how many turns we made or how many peach groves we passed. I was completely unaware of the petals that landed on my head

until my master stopped. I snapped out of my daze and quickly stopped, stealthily glancing around.

A striking, enormous stone curtain appeared before me, and my master stood before the tomb, seemingly lost in thought!

The tomb was four meters high and six meters wide, semi-circular in shape, entirely constructed of stone. A few meters behind the tomb was a vast

stone forest , filled with strangely shaped rocks of all kinds.

Peach trees surrounded the tomb, tightly enclosing it, like loyal guardians,

constantly watching over it. The ground around the tomb was covered with fallen peach blossoms, white and pink petals, like

a carpet of peach blossoms, alluring and enticing!

The stone tomb was spotless, without a single flower petal, indicating it was regularly cleaned! I couldn't help but

wonder , wasn't I supposed to be going to Madam's? Why was I spacing out at the burial ground? Though puzzled,

I dared not disturb my master! I could only wait for instructions while my mind wandered.

Suddenly, I was drawn to the tombstone! Several lines were inscribed on it. Although the servants on the island were

illiterate , I was an exception. A few lines were no problem for me! "Tomb of my beloved wife, XXX Huang." The second

line read "Erected by Huang XXX" (What were Huang Rong's mother and father's names? I hadn't paid attention in the Legend of the Condor Heroes, so I'll use

XXX instead! I can't just make up some random names to fool everyone…please forgive me).

A chill ran down my spine! Was Madam already dead?

Was I summoned to serve her so I could be buried with her? Thinking this, I broke out in a cold sweat, my legs trembling.

I trembled so much I almost couldn't stand! I looked at my owner in terror. My owner, who had been lost in thought, suddenly went behind the tombstone and

rummaged around for a while, then pulled out a thin rope and tugged

at it a few times! Was he trying to strangle me with it? No way! Killing me would only require a slap;

why would he need a rope? Filled with nine parts fear and one part doubt, I waited a while. Suddenly, with a scraping sound of stones,

a small door, barely big enough for one person, slowly appeared behind the

tombstone! Looking in from the outside, I saw a faint light gradually approaching the dark doorway.

I couldn't help but shrink back…

A moment later, a pretty woman emerged from the doorway, wearing a gray shirt, gray trousers, and matching

gray an oil lamp. The light was just lamplight! It startled me; I

thought it was…

This woman was about 1.65 meters tall; I only reached her chest. Perhaps there's no need for a hat in the tomb. Long,

black hair cascaded loosely down her back. Her pale forehead and cheeks seemed to have been frightened. Long

eyebrows, like small fans, framed her eyes. Her bright eyes held a hint of fear, her nose was high and

delicate her cherry-like mouth was slightly parted as she breathed heavily. A patch of white neck peeked through her collar,

and her firm, high breasts, still visible beneath the loose clothing, were striking. My mind slowly drifted into memories…

Chapter Two

That night, my master asked me to deliver something to Miss. I knocked on the door, but there was no response…

Perhaps Miss had already gone to bed. So I knocked again for a while,

and Miss finally answered. I waited patiently at the door. After a while, just as I was holding the box, feeling exhausted and yawning repeatedly, I thought

I'd go back to sleep after delivering the gift.

The door creaked open, and looking up, I nearly had a nosebleed…

The young lady was dressed only in a yellow bra and a small yellow panty. (Don't get the wrong idea, this

yellow isn't that kind of yellow.) Her usually meticulously combed hair was a mess, her two cute braids hanging loosely, one in front of

her chest and the other curled behind her neck like fan-shaped hairpins. Her slender, crescent-shaped eyebrows and bright, spirited

eyes now resembled a pool of clear, captivating spring water, dreamy and unfocused. She had a delicate, high-bridged nose and full, juicy,

rosy alluring lips. Her face, which had been mischievous and spirited during the day, was now flushed and

languid.

Her snow-white neck and soft, smooth shoulders were bound by two pale yellow strings to her bra—a bodice. Embroidered on the soft

yellow silk bra was a large peach blossom, white petals and a pink center.

Her arms were slender like lotus roots, and her hands were soft and white. Beneath the yellow silk bra were two still-

developing nipples. Above the bra, a shallow, alluring cleavage of snow-white flesh was visible.

Below the bra, her abdomen was flat, smooth, and firm, with a captivating navel. The edge of the deep yellow silk undergarment clung tightly

to that triangle, where two full, fleshy lips seemed to press together to form a small, elongated

bulge.

Her thighs were full and slender, her calves were of moderate thickness and beautiful shape, and her ankles, shrouded in slippers, revealed only her delicate, snow-white

heels, but judging from the shape and size of the shoes, they were definitely not bad.

Her entire body was flawless, every inch of her skin was white, tender, and beautiful; she was simply

a gift , a fairy fallen to earth.

Although the yellow silk undergarment obscured my view, the allure was so strong that my gaze was

glued to it, unable to look away. I could vaguely see a damp patch on the protrusion, and

a few strands of dark, shiny down seemed to be peeking out from the edge of the undergarment, but I couldn't see clearly because of the position and the lighting...

He took the box from my hand, glanced at it, then turned and went into the room, placing it on the table facing the door

. He walked towards the bed, then suddenly stopped, turned back, and reached

out to close . He mumbled sleepily, "Dumb boy, you should go to sleep too..."

After saying that, he went to the bedside and fell asleep.

I'm so tired today, I need to sleep quickly... I'm still a little dizzy and my legs are sore...

We walked forward for about a hundred meters, and at the end of the corridor, a stone door about three meters long and two and a half meters wide

blocked our way. The mute girl activated the mechanism on the wall, and the heavy stone door began to slowly move upwards. Just as it opened

, a burst of intense light shot out from the gap beneath the door, gradually illuminating our shoes, legs, and chests as the

door .

The door stopped three meters away. The intense light forced me to close my eyes tightly, and it took

a while to adjust. Slowly, I opened my eyes, still stinging from the bright light, and peered inside

.

It was a square room, about twenty square meters, with white gauze covering all four walls, through which

the blue stone walls behind were faintly visible.

In the center of the wall facing the door hung a portrait of a woman. Because of the distance and

my , I could only vaguely make out that the woman in the painting was very beautiful. On the left and right sides of the room were

two corridors, each about two and a half meters high and two meters wide, leading nowhere, and nothing else.

The entire room was about four meters high, and when I saw the ceiling, I was utterly stunned. In the very center of the ceiling, in

a triangular shape, were three luminous beads, emitting dazzling light.

These were luminous pearls! Three of them, used as lamps! As far as I knew, Miss only

had one, a birthday gift from her master for her fifteenth birthday. She

was overjoyed and never took them off. She said that luminous pearls were beautiful, glowing, and rare,

each one a priceless treasure, worth a fortune! These three, however, I wondered

how her master had acquired them…

At that moment, her master walked to the painting, removed the hooks, and with a click,

a door slowly rose from the bottom of the wall in the middle. Once fully open, her master walked in without a word!

The mute girl and I could only follow.

Entering the second room, though smaller than the first, felt like a

world apart – one was on top of the other.

The entire room was magnificent, with a dressing table, a desk, and four wooden stools, all made of the island's

finest fully equipped with all the tools and accessories needed for grooming... The floor was covered with the furs of unknown animals.

The floor was soft underfoot, even more comfortable than walking on a carpet of peach blossoms.

The walls were draped with a light pink gauze, similar in color to the peach blossoms, and the ceiling was adorned with six rectangular luminous pearls—

three more than in the first room! Illuminated by these six prominent pearls, the room was brighter than under

the sun , yet without the scorching heat of the sun.

Beneath the pearls was a platform that resembled a bed, and on it lay a woman, fully clothed.

This must be the mysterious lady! Because the woman was lying with her head facing inwards, and the mistress was

blocking my view, I couldn't see the lady's face at all. I only saw that she wore a pink palace dress, and her delicate,

jade-like

, if the daughter is so beautiful, the mother can't be far behind—the daughter carries half of her mother's

genes ! (Under normal circumstances, special cases are omitted.)

The master walked to the woman's side, gently stroked her hair a few times, and said, "

Madam, I've come to see you. How are you today? I came to see you yesterday but didn't have a chance to talk to you. It's all those

two damned good-for-nothings' fault; they can't even serve you properly, and you've suffered. Today I've found a

servant who knows how to serve you."

He then pointed at me and said, "This is the servant I just found for you today; his name is Ya Tong.

He used to serve our daughter Rong'er. Rong'er often praises him for being clever, quick-witted, reliable, and diligent

. So I called him to serve you... Ya Tong, come and greet Madam!"

I hurriedly went to the bedside, kowtowed to Madam, and then knelt on the ground, making several sign language gestures to the master

(sign language: Please rest assured, Master, I will serve Madam well!).

"Hmm, very good!" "Madam, look how obedient the mute boy is! After I cure your illness, I'll have him serve

you tea and water and clean the house. Don't worry, Rong'er won't have anyone to take care of her..."

Just as I felt my legs were going numb from kneeling, I suddenly heard the master say, "You may all leave. Mute girl, go and

arrange to stay!" I was talking to the madam for a while!

I quickly stood up, and together with the mute girl, we bowed to the master and madam and hurriedly withdrew!

Once outside, we exchanged a glance and the mute girl and I almost simultaneously let out a long sigh. Looking at each other, we

couldn't help but laugh silently. By the light of the luminous pearl, I carefully examined the mute girl (because she had just

come out of the tomb and her mind was elsewhere, I hadn't seen her clearly, and later, when we went back into the tomb, she was ahead of me, so I hadn't had a chance. When

the master was here, I didn't dare to breathe loudly, my heart trembling with fear, afraid of doing anything to anger the master, so

I had no time to look at anything else).

She had long, smooth black hair, a snow-white forehead, delicate, curved eyebrows like willow leaves, and bright eyes

that were looking at me curiously. She had a high, straight nose, a cherry-like mouth that wasn't too big or too small, and a pointed chin.

Perhaps because she had been in the tomb for so long, her face and exposed skin were very, very white,

even whiter than snow in winter.

Although her overall appearance wasn't as beautiful as the young lady's or the madam's, she was still the most beautiful maid I had ever seen

. However, her figure seemed better than the young lady's. Her full breasts were clearly visible even through her loose clothing, along with her

round, large buttocks, long legs, and small shoes… The seemingly startled expression I saw at the tomb entrance earlier

was gone (the clothes were too loose to see clearly, but I vaguely sensed she had a better figure than the young lady).

(There's something I don't understand now: men are stronger than women, but their chest muscles aren't as big, and their buttocks

aren't as attractive. Ever since I saw the young lady that day, I've been secretly looking at her while showering…

but I haven't it becomes boring, and I don't

feel the same way I did with the young lady. I've finally come to the conclusion that men and women's bodies are different! Men's chests and buttocks aren't as big as women's, and their skin

isn't as white. Men also have a penis, and their legs are hairier…)

As for the lady, I didn't dare look at her earlier because the master was there, so I'll leave that aside for now.

After looking at her once, I suddenly felt she exuded a mature and captivating radiance that I couldn't see in the young lady.

After sizing each other up for a while, the mute woman said, "Come with me." (Sign language)

I quickly replied, "Okay, I'm new here. I hope you'll take good care of me in the future." (Sign language)

The mute woman immediately smiled and gestured, "Yes, little brother, you're so obedient and sensible. Even the mistress praised

you! We've never had a male servant here before. You're the first man besides the mistress to come in. You

're so young and you've already won the mistress's favor. I'll need your help a lot in the future!" (This wasn't a tai chi exchange; it was

a sign language conversation.)

Looking at her sudden smile, I felt dizzy. Before I could respond with my sign language, she turned and left, so

I had no choice but to put down my hand and follow her.

The mute woman "told" me that there were several rooms in the corridors on both sides of the main hall (the first room),

specifically prepared for us servants who served the mistress. There used to be three rooms, but the other day, the two servants made a mistake while

serving the mistress... so she was alone now, and with me, there were two.

I couldn't help but think of the two mute girls who had been beaten to death by their master. It must have been them. I needed to be extra

careful , and never follow in their footsteps.

In the long corridors branching off from the main hall, there were eight stone houses in

total The mute girl had arranged for me to stay in the second room on the right side of the left branch, right

across from me.

At the end of the left branch, there was another corridor connecting to a secret passage about ten meters long. The secret passage was one meter wide and two meters high,

used specifically for delivering meals or other purposes. Next to the corridor was a storage room of about seven square meters,

where meals were usually delivered and eaten.

Outside the secret passage was a small open space with two thatched huts: one a latrine and the other a bathhouse

. It was also very close to the kitchen, just across two peach groves.

There were no luminous pearls in the left corridor, but they were still clearly visible in the light filtering through the main hall! After the mute girl

opened the mechanism of the second stone room on the left, she took out a tinderbox and led me inside. She lit the lamp on the wall

and said to me (in sign language): "Wait here a moment, I'll get you a blanket!"

After the mute girl left, I looked around my new living space. It was about five square meters, and apart from an

oil lamp hanging on the wall and a stone bed in the center of the room, there was nothing else! How shabby…

I lost track of day and night, time itself! Every day I washed my wife's face, combed her hair, and cleaned the room. More than

a month passed like this, eating, drinking, and sleeping all within the tomb.

Thankfully, I could go out for a short while to relieve myself and take a bath, to breathe some fresh air

. The peach blossom grove, which I used to find tiresome, now seemed vibrant and lovely .

Ah, I really didn't want to go back; even just staying outside a little longer would have been nice. I let out a comfortable sigh, slowly

shook my little brother, and then slowly pulled up my pants. What used to take two or three minutes now

dragged on for ten minutes.

Ah, if I didn't go out soon, someone might come looking for me in the outhouse. Thinking about the life I lived before, and

looking at it now, it's like heaven and earth. A resentment arose in my mind towards my mistress. Why did

you have to leave the island? Now I live like a ghost! Just a silly, dull-witted man,

why bother caring so much?

First

, I want to thank Suiyu for his help. With his guidance, my writing has improved significantly.

Hehe , I should have talked to him sooner! The first few chapters weren't very good, but I'll try harder on the later ones.

Thank you! With

the New Year approaching, time has become tighter, so my writing speed has slowed down, and I've also reduced the number of chapters I save and post,

to avoid falling behind in updates later! I hope you understand!

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Chapter 3

The sky was still clear, the wind still gently caressed the earth, the trees still swayed, and the air was filled with

the scent of nature.

Half-dead, I went outside and was immediately greeted by a pretty face filled with anxiety and panic.

I didn't need to look to know who it was. It was the night I was transferred here by my master. It was already

night . The whole day was so frightening that I was exhausted. Although I wasn't used to the environment, I didn't want to eat

and just wanted to sleep.

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