【Swordsman's Tale of the Martial World】(Chapter 1: New Year's Eve)

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Chapter 1 New Year's Eve
The setting sun gradually dipped below the horizon in the small mountain village, the high mountains vying with it for height. The farmers had long
since packed up their work and returned home. The deer, sheep, chickens, rabbits, and other wild animals had vanished,
and only a few birds roamed the sky. A cool breeze swept through the forest, creating a serene atmosphere.
However, the village not far from the foot of the mountain, though small, was bustling with activity. The men were busy slaughtering pigs and
sheep, working with great enthusiasm. Even the women were busy killing chickens, cooking, and preparing
a delicious meal. The elderly and children were diligently cleaning their houses. This scene truly
warmed up the chilly weather.
New Year's Eve was indeed a time for a proper celebration to reward the hard work of the year.
Look at this family. The young man, around twenty years old, is chopping firewood. He's quite handsome
, and a pile of firewood is neatly stacked beside him. A beautiful woman is helping him organize
it. Looking closer, the woman, while not stunningly beautiful, is certainly not like the rough, clumsy women of the village. Her delicate oval
face features gracefully arranged willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and cherry-red lips. Her figure is also elegant and graceful. She appears to be
a few years younger than the man, and judging from their loving glances, they are likely husband and wife.
After a while, the man finishes chopping the wood and puts down his axe to help his wife organize
the firewood. The woman said, "Ah Liang, today is New Year's Eve. I think we should invite Brother Nianjun over to celebrate
the New Year together. You two are good brothers, and he lives alone. It's just the two of us, husband and wife, at home. Why not have
a lively New Year's Eve dinner together?"
Ah Liang replied, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Nianjun has given us quite a lot of wild game these past two years.
I felt embarrassed to take too much, but he insisted on giving it to me. He's a true brother!" He then gave a thumbs-up. The woman
smiled and said, "Go see if Nianjun is back. I'll go cook."
The man chuckled and said, "Okay!" He got up and went out.
After turning a few corners, he could vaguely see a small, dilapidated house. The man walked straight towards the house, thinking that
this must be Nianjun's home. Upon entering, he found the door tightly shut, indicating the owner was out and hadn't returned
. A-Liang sighed softly, thinking that Nian-Jun was indeed quite diligent, not returning from the mountains so late. He decided
to go home first and call Nian-Jun after dinner was ready.
With this in mind, he turned to leave when he saw a figure appear in the distance. Overjoyed, A-Liang shouted
, "Brother Nian-Jun!"
The man heard the call and quickened his pace, his voice preceding him: "Brother Liang
! What brings you here?" His voice wasn't deep, but it was strong and resonant.
The man carried a sword in his right hand; though called a sword, it was practically a piece of iron
. While the blade wasn't rusty, it was dull and lacked luster, with many chips on both sides
,
indicating it had been used for many years. In his left hand, he carried several wild pheasants, which were still struggling to flap. The man
looked to be only in his early twenties, and judging from how he called Ah Liang "elder brother," he must be even younger. He
was only slightly more handsome than Ah Liang, though a few faint red lines remained on his right cheek. Upon closer inspection, these
lines were scars from years past, not particularly noticeable from a distance, but they did detract from his appearance.
Nianjun approached Ah Liang, and before Ah Liang could speak, she
put the rest of the pheasants in Ah Liang's hand, leaving only one in her right hand, saying, "I played in the mountains all day and
forgot to hunt. I only caught a few pheasants. One is enough for me; the rest are for you and Sister Shuyu."
"Hey, how can an elder brother keep taking things from his younger brother? Don't say anything more, come on, let's go to my house for New Year's Eve dinner
!" Ah Liang declined.
Nianjun was taken aback, then realized it was the New Year. Without any hesitation, she said, "Alright, let me taste Shuyu
's excellent cooking. I won't keep this pheasant; let's cook it and eat it together." The two laughed heartily and walked
towards Aliang's house.
Two years ago, Aliang, still single, had spent a lot of money on his parents'
funerals, but he still had five acres of land left. Although life was hard, he wasn't starving.
That day, after finishing his farm work, he was about to leave when he saw a man approaching from the foot of the mountain. He clearly didn't look like a villager
. Upon closer inspection, he was horrified. The man was haphazardly dressed in a tiger-skin
-made garment and carrying a sword. Thinking he was a bandit, he tried to flee, but the man suddenly
fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Ah Liang was filled with astonishment and suspicion. After about half an incense stick's time, he finally mustered the courage to approach. He saw
a young man whose skin, not covered by the tiger-skin coat, was covered with numerous wounds and clotted blood. Ah Liang was even more
horrified. He wanted to ignore him, but ultimately, being a kind-hearted person, he dragged the man home. After taking good care of him for a few days,
the man woke up and was very grateful to see Ah Liang beside him.
Seeing that the young man didn't seem like a bad person, Ah Liang felt much more at ease and asked him where he came from. The man said that he came from a distant mountain
and was chased by three fierce tigers in one of the mountains. He killed the tigers with all his might and kept walking down the mountain. After walking for a day, he finally
saw someone and collapsed from exhaustion.
Ah Liang was even more shocked. Seeing that this young man had killed three fierce tigers, he couldn't quite
believe it, but seeing the wounds all over his body, he didn't seem to be lying.
The next day, the man said he wanted to repay A-Liang. He asked A-Liang to gather several strong men from the village, bring some provisions
,
and go into the mountains for two days. They dragged back the three tiger carcasses, and the whole village was astonished, hailing him as a hero.
The young man asked A-Liang to sell the tiger skin in the town twenty miles away, and then settled down in the village. This
was Nianjun.
In the days that followed, A-Liang farmed the fields, while Nianjun would occasionally go hunting in the mountains. If he returned within a day, he
would only carry chickens, rabbits, or birds of prey. But if he returned after several days, it was a different story. Sometimes
he would catch deer, wild boar, and sometimes even wolves or tigers. He would share the meat with some of the villagers and keep some for himself.
The leftovers, along with the animal hides, were sold.
Nianjun was a skilled hunter; the hides were unblemished and often fetched a good price. The strong men in the village
envied him and wanted to follow him to hunt wild beasts, but Nianjun usually refused. Fortunately, after their envy subsided, the strong men
knew their own limitations; risking their lives to hunt tigers for hides was not worthwhile. They didn't resent Nianjun
,
since tiger meat and bones were sometimes a good source of nutrition.
Gradually, A-Liang and Nianjun's lives improved. Nianjun asked for nothing more than
lodging and food, and gave all the money she earned to A-Liang. After more than a year, A-Liang had saved several
tens of taels of silver and hired a matchmaker to marry Shuyu, a tofu seller in town.
Shuyu's family was originally quite wealthy, having employed several farmhands, one of whom was A-Liang's father
.
When Ah Liang was young, he had worked as a laborer for the Xiao family with his father, and that's how he met Shu Yu. Later, Mr. Xiao inexplicably
became addicted to gambling, and within a few years, he had gambled away all the family's property. Finally, he vomited blood in anger and fell seriously
ill, lingering for several months before passing away.
Mrs. Xiao, helpless, had no choice but to dismiss the farmhands and rent a small house for her and her daughter to live in. Shu Yu was now fifteen
.
Although she had lived the life of a pampered young lady for over a decade, she hadn't become arrogant or extravagant. Seeing that her mother was used to a life of luxury and didn't
know how to work, she learned to make tofu at the Wang family's tofu shop and opened a tofu stall, struggling to make ends meet.
When Ah Liang asked a matchmaker to arrange a marriage, Shu Yu's mother, knowing it was Ah Liang, and despite being the son of a farmhand, felt her
family was in dire straits and had little choice. She also saw Ah Liang's kind and honest face, knowing he was a good person, and
was surprised and delighted that he offered twenty taels of silver so readily. She hadn't expected him to have such ability, and seeing that she also liked her daughter, she
arranged the marriage.
After A Liang and Shu Yu got married, Nian Jun was quite sensible and moved into the dilapidated house at the edge of the village
. She also continued to give most of her hunted goods to A Liang, making him feel very guilty, but he couldn't repay
her. He could only occasionally invite Nian Jun to his house for meals.
When Shu Yu learned that A Liang's money came from Nian Jun, she became even more polite to her. This led to the scene described at the beginning.
Now, Nian Jun followed A Liang into the house. Upon entering, she found the table laden with food: mushroom and pheasant soup
, braised mutton, Mapo tofu, roasted bird, braised pork, steamed fish, and several kinds of vegetables. Next to it was a jar of
tiger bone-infused Shaoxing wine. She was truly the envy of her neighbors.
Shuyu was still stir-frying vegetables when she saw the two arrive. She smiled and said, "You're back!" She then told them
to bathe according to local custom before eating.
A-Liang glanced at the tiger bone wine and said, "Brother Nianjun, this tiger bone wine was made three months ago using the tiger you caught
. The wine itself is genuine eight-year-aged Daughter's Red wine, bought for an ounce. This tiger bone is really good stuff!
I felt a huge boost of energy after drinking a little last time! Today, we're going to drink until we drop!" He then gave Shuyu
a knowing smile behind Nianjun's back. Shuyu saw this, blushed, spat, and ignored A-Liang, focusing on
pouring wine for the two.
The three of them ate and drank, and after several rounds, the jar was almost half empty. A-Liang was completely drunk,
slumped on the table, muttering to himself that he had underestimated the power of this Daughter's Red wine. Nianjun, however, remained somewhat sober.
His face was flushed, and wisps of white mist began to rise from his head. It turned out that years of living in the mountains had made him subconsciously
use his internal energy to force out the effects of the alcohol and stay awake.
At this moment, Shuyu filled her cup with wine, raised it to Nianjun, and said, "Brother Nianjun,
thank you so much for helping my Aliang these past two years. Without you, Aliang wouldn't be where he is today!" With that, she
downed the wine in one gulp!
Nianjun was shocked and said, "Sister, drink slowly!"
Shuyu replied, "It's alright, I didn't drink much just now. Aliang is drunk, so I'll drink with you." With that,
she filled both Nianjun's and her own cups with wine. Nianjun, not good with words, couldn't resist the urging and could only drink again.
The wine jar was half empty, and Nianjun was already a little drunk. He slurred to Shuyu, "Sister
,
no...no more...no more drinking. If I drink...I'll get drunk."
Shuyu was also nearly drunk; her neck was flushed. She said, "Okay...okay, then I
'll help you. I'll go heat up the soup..." She made a move to get up and go to the kitchen, but as soon as she
stood up, she almost fell to the ground. Nianjun quickly went to help her, but his legs became unsteady,
and he fell down as well when Shuyu bumped into him.
This fall was serious. Nianjun's already red face turned even redder
because Shuyu's hand had unfortunately landed on his groin when she fell! Nianjun tried to get up,
but he couldn't muster any strength. With this push, Shuyu's jade-like right hand continued to rub against his
groin. The moment his name was called, the young man sprang to his feet, the power of the tiger bone protruding
, his penis even harder than before!
Shuyu struggled to get up, trying to slowly rise by supporting herself on the ground, but felt herself grasping a hard object. She
looked down in confusion, and to her horror, her previously pink ears turned bright red! Although she had drunk a bit too much,
she was still somewhat quick-witted and quickly pretended not to notice, continuing to try to get up.
Nianjun, understanding her intentions, also pretended not to know, getting up to help her. He had just helped Shuyu up and
taken a step when she fell again. This time, Nianjun, flustered, accidentally stepped on a bone on the ground and slipped, and
Shuyu fell onto him as well.
The two remained silent for a long time. At that moment, Shuyu's chest was pressed tightly against Nianjun's chest, her buttocks slightly
arched upwards—Nianjun's penis was pressing precisely against Shuyu's private parts! Just as Nianjun
collapsed, he felt a jolt on his back, followed by a surge of stimulation to his penis, almost causing him to ejaculate
. A few drops of precum leaked from his glans.
The two remained motionless, gazing at each other. Nianjun felt the softness of her chest and involuntarily
arched his lower body. Looking at Shuyu, her eyes were somewhat glazed, as if about to overflow with tears, and her neck was unusually...
Her skin was so pink and delicate that you could see the tiny veins.
Nianjun felt a little embarrassed and awkwardly stammered, "Sister...I...I..." Before he could finish, his mouth
was sealed by Shuyu's lips! Shuyu kissed him passionately, and Nianjun responded awkwardly, but soon he got the hang
of it, and the kiss became frenzied.
Suddenly, he rolled over and pinned Shuyu beneath him, his little brother pressing tightly against Shuyu's private parts. He
trembled as he slipped his right hand inside Shuyu's bedding, frantically sucking on Shuyu's soft, fragrant tongue. Shuyu
responded passionately as well.
After kissing for a long time, Nianjun suddenly heard Shuyu softly say, "Let's go to the room."
He couldn't resist any longer and got up to carry Shuyu to the room.
The brazier in the room was already lit, and a few pieces of clothing were scattered on the floor. Nianjun stood naked by the large
bed, and when a large red bodice fell to the ground, Nianjun was stunned. Lying on the bed was a stunningly beautiful body.
A long, slender leg rose from her glistening toes, above which was a delicate pink waist. Further up were a pair of full
breasts, not large, but firm, each bearing a pink nipple. The owner of this body
gazed at Nianjun's erect penis with a mixture of burning desire and shyness. The glans was erect and
glistening with love juice.
No words were needed. Nianjun climbed onto the bed, came beneath Shuyu, and parted her legs, as if to
examine them closely. He saw a dark, overflowing pubic hair, and two tender, red labia
continuously gushing forth sweet fluid.
Shuyu could not bear the shame and tried to close her legs, but she was no match for Nianjun's strength and had to give in
, resigning herself to his will.
Suddenly, Nianjun buried his face in the gushing spring. Shuyu was startled and said, "No, there... there...
oh..."
Nianjun ignored her and stuck out his tongue, licking hard deep inside. The lustful fluids made him feel extremely excited
, and his little brother felt like he was about to explode. Suddenly, Shuyu arched her body, and Nianjun felt a wave of heat spray on
his face. It turned out that Shuyu had climaxed.
Shuyu took a breath and seemed to come back to her senses. She sat up and said seductively, "Brother Nianjun
, you were so amazing just now. I almost couldn't breathe." This made Nianjun extremely embarrassed.
Shuyu said shyly, "Shuyu, Shuyu wants now..." Staring at Nianjun's little brother, she couldn't
say anything more...
Shuyu lay on the bed with her eyes closed for a while, but didn't notice any movement. A little strange, she secretly opened
her eyes and saw that Nianjun's left hand was holding his little brother while his right hand was scratching his head. Seeing Shuyu's state, Nianjun
awkwardly said, "I...I've never tried this before..."
Shuyu chuckled, sat up again, and gently said to Nianjun, "Let me teach
you." She then took over from Nianjun's left hand, supporting his penis, and said, "Come on, lie on
top of me." She then guided his penis to the entrance of the peach blossom cave and thrust it in!
Ah...Nianjun almost cried out. He felt his glans being tightly enveloped by a layer of flesh
, hot, incredibly tight and slippery, and the flesh was constantly contracting. With a "plop,"
Nianjun couldn't help but thrust all the way in.
Shuyu let out a soft "ah," then the long "ah" became shorter and more rapid. It turned out that Nianjun
had begun thrusting. The virgin Nianjun, unaware of the "nine shallow, one deep" technique, only focused on vigorous thrusting.
Shuyu, unable to utter a coherent sentence, cried out, "Ah...ah...slow...slow down, I...I'm going to die...die
..."
Suddenly, they heard the sound of a bowl shattering outside. Both were startled, yet simultaneously reached their climax. After the bowl shattered , Shuyu's fingernails dug tightly into Nianjun's back, while Nianjun ejaculated 　　his first time
inside a woman , a powerful and prolonged act... 　　 Then the bed fell silent. The two were too frightened to breathe, thinking Aliang had discovered them. Not knowing 　　what to do, after some time, Shuyu dressed and quietly went out to check. Upon seeing what she saw, 　　her heart sank. It turned out Aliang had passed out drunk under the table. However, this also sobered them up 　　considerably. Looking at each other, they didn't know what to say. 　　 Finally, Nianjun spoke first, suggesting they help Aliang to bed before fleeing Aliang's house 　　. Little did they know that after Nianjun left, the fat man under the eaves of A Liang's house stared at his figure for a long time... 　　 To be continued

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