Solomon's Bracelet (1-3)

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Prologue
In a spacious private room of a nightclub, a young man with a sallow complexion sat
on a comfortable chaise lounge, enjoying the services of two blonde beauties. Both women were completely naked, their breasts,
distinctly different from those of Eastern women, swaying freely with their movements, drawing particular
attention.
One of the blondes was sucking and swallowing the young man's penis, while the other leaned against him
, allowing him to freely fondle her large, round breasts, like two large balls. The room
was filled with the young man's soft breathing; he was clearly enjoying the services of the two blondes, a fact
evident from the extremely pleasurable expression on his face.
Just then, "Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door of the private room.
The young man didn't even look up. "Come in." He seemed to already know who would enter, so he continued to enjoy
the two blonde beauties' excellent skills. "Uh...uh..." The young man, who had been leaning back in his chair, suddenly
sat up abruptly, letting out a rapid roar, before collapsing completely in the chair. The two blonde beauties grinned
and licked up all the semen the young man had ejaculated.
After a while, the young man recovered, letting out a long sigh, and
pinched each of the two blonde beauties hard, laughing and cursing, "You two sluts, you're really something!" Then, the young man's attention
turned to the person who had just entered. "Is everything done?" the young man asked in a deep voice. The man
who had just entered, dressed in a grayish-blue outfit and wearing a large hat that completely
obscured his face, respectfully replied, "Shadow Slave has fulfilled his mission, Master! The representative sent by Old Man Huang will
arrive shortly."
"Hmph!" The young man snorted contemptuously. "Is that old fellow too afraid to come himself?"
The man replied respectfully, "Well, he probably doesn't dare to come to see you, sir."
"Heh, he's getting more and more afraid of death as he gets older." The young man blatantly belittled his opponent:
the head of the G City gang—Godfather Huang.
A month ago, this mysterious young man arrived in G City with his henchman, Shadow Slave. He first
approached Boss Cao in the east of the city, and within just one night, Boss Cao, known for his ruthlessness and belligerence in the underworld,
became the young man's subservient servant. Rumor has it that his henchman, Shadow Slave
, killed over fifty of Boss Cao's men that very night. After witnessing their brutality, even the usually arrogant Boss Cao
had to acknowledge the young man as his master.
After a month of fighting, the young man had subdued over 80% of the gangsters in G City, forcing Godfather Huang to
send someone to negotiate with him. However, the young man's condition was clear—Godfather Huang had to relinquish his position
. It seems that after three days of bloody fighting, Godfather Huang has yielded. Smiling smugly, the young man continued
to enjoy the services of the two blonde beauties specially provided for him by Boss Cao on the large recliner.
A moment later, another person entered the private room. It was a man with several scars on his face; he was
Cao, the owner of the nightclub. Cao's eyes clearly showed an indescribable fear of this young man.
"Master, Godfather Huang's representative has arrived."
Upon hearing this, the young man gestured for the blonde beauties beside him to stop, then said to Cao, "Bring him in
."
Soon, a person who looked like a middle school student entered. He was wearing a school uniform and
seemed to be carrying a book. The young man asked in surprise, "You're Old Man Huang's representative?" Before
the student could answer, the young man pointed even more in astonishment at the book the student was holding, "And...Andersen's Fairy
Tales? You, who exactly are you?" Looking at this somewhat strange student, the young man was momentarily
confused.
But Yingnu, who had been standing to the side, wore a solemn expression. He stared intently at the book of Andersen's Fairy
Tales, and slowly, fear appeared on his face. "Master...Master, he, he..." But the middle school
student-looking man glanced at him casually, and Yingnu dared not continue.
The young man sensed something was amiss. He sat up straight, nervously placing his right hand
on a bracelet on his left wrist. "Who exactly are you?" the young man demanded sharply. "Did Old Man Huang send you?
Why didn't he come himself?"
The middle school-aged man shook his head. "He can't come anymore."
The young man was taken aback. "You mean, he's dead?"
The middle school student smiled, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "Yes, he said he wanted me to deal with you.
I said I wasn't interested in gangster matters, so he knelt before me begging me to save his brothers. I said if you want
me to save your brothers, you have to show some sincerity. So he gave me his life in
exchange for yours. Heh, what an interesting old man!"
"You, you're asking for death!" Hearing the middle school student's words, the young man felt a fear he had never experienced before
. "Shadow Slave, kill him!" he screamed frantically.
But the Shadow Slave didn't move. "Master, he..." the Shadow Slave said timidly, "He's not someone a lowly person can handle .
"
The young man was furious. "Damn it, didn't you call yourself a demon spirit from the demon realm? How come you
can't even deal with a child? Go, kill him!" With that, the young man raised his left hand, which was adorned with a bracelet, high. The Shadow Slave seemed unable
to resist the command and could only transform into a dark shadow and rush towards the middle school student.
The middle school student calmly and carefully opened the "Andersen's Fairy Tales" in his hand and turned to a
page. That page immediately emitted light, and a "person" emerged from it—a
thin man dressed in silk clothes, holding a handful of glittering gold coins. Without even looking, he waved his hand, and the rushing
Shadow Slave was slammed into the opposite wall with a "boom," creating a large crater.
At the same time, the middle school student uttered a word: "Greed!" Then he turned the page and read:
"Wrath!" A figure covered in blood appeared from the book, and then "Lust!" Another
'person' appeared.
Three "people" surrounded the young man. "No, no!!" After a violent scream, "Greed
" returned with the bracelet the young man had been wearing. "Sir, what should we do with this?"
The middle school student took it and glanced at it casually. "Oh, it's Solomon's bracelet. No wonder this guy became
the master of that demon spirit in the demon realm." The middle school student smiled and said to the three "people," "Unfortunately, he encountered
a demon god today!" He handed the bracelet back to "Greed," "Just throw it away somewhere."
Part 1: Searching
(I)
The spring sunshine is always so bright and beautiful. On such a morning, in the classroom of Class 4,
Grade 1 at Yingcai Middle School, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Li Qianlian, was teaching English to her students. Ms. Li was around forty years old, an
age when one is in the prime of their career. In fact, she was also a very good English teacher in the school
; otherwise, she wouldn't have been chosen as the homeroom teacher of this top class.
As Teacher Li was explaining a crucial point, a figure outside the classroom waved to her from the hallway
. Startled, Teacher Li went out of the classroom. After a while, she returned looking somewhat uneasy. Composing
herself, she said to one of her students, "Wang Zhi, someone is looking for you. Go see him." Wang Zhi was also
surprised. He had actually seen the person in the hallway earlier, but he didn't recognize him. Full
of curiosity, he went out of the classroom.
A while later, Wang Zhi walked into the classroom, his face clearly streaked with tears and looking dazed. His classmates
stared at him, wondering what had happened.
Sighing, Teacher Li looked at the boy, who had always been a good student, with pity. This
blow had indeed been too much for him. Then, Teacher Li explained the reason to the students, "Someone just informed us that
the plane carrying Wang Zhi's parents... crashed." She paused, then looked at
Wang Zhi, who was still sobbing quietly at his desk. "That's all for today's class. It would be best if you all comforted
Wang Zhi." After saying this, Teacher Li took the lead in comforting Wang Zhi.
Naturally, the students followed suit, and words of comfort filled the classroom. Then, someone
had a bright idea and brought out some of their own things to comfort Wang Zhi. Soon,
the desk in front of Wang Zhi was filled with all sorts of strange items, such as novels, magazines, and handheld game consoles
.
The last person to step forward and comfort Wang Zhi was Zhao Di from the class. In fact, he and Wang Zhi were the least familiar with each other
, mainly because Zhao Di's grades were practically a miracle in the class. Teacher Li had always suspected that his
parents had some special relationship with the principal, managing to squeeze this student with terrible grades
into this elite class. Therefore, he was always last in every test, big or small. His
presence seriously dragged down the average grades of the top students, so they all disliked him.
Moreover, for some reason, he hadn't brought any toys or other items to pass the time. Seeing his classmates
generously offering Wang Zhi their gifts, he panicked, pulled something out of his bag,
and rushed to Wang Zhi.
"Wang Zhi, this is something I found on the street today. Here, take it." Zhao Di, quite the opportunist,
offered up something that some random passerby had dropped.
Seeing Zhao Di's face flushed with anxiety, Wang Zhi was stunned. He didn't know whether to accept it or not. After hesitating
for a moment, he accepted it and placed it on the table. In the end, he didn't finish his classes for the day. Wang Zhi
returned home with a heavy heart and a heavy schoolbag full of his classmates' good wishes.
Wang Zhi's home was a beautiful little villa. Opening the front door, Wang Zhi entered the living room, and overwhelmed by the sight,
tears streamed down his face again. He remembered clearly that this morning, his father and mother, still
healthy, stood at the door and said to him, "Xiao Zhi, we're going abroad for a week this time. Take
good care of yourself. Oh, and we've hired someone to cook for you." Just
before he reached the door, his mother came back, blocking his father's view, and secretly slipped some money to her son.
She said gently, "Xiao Zhi, take this and buy whatever you see that's good. Don't go hungry."
Then his father urged, "Alright, are you done whispering to your son? The plane's about to take off!" His mother smiled
, kissed her son's cheek again, and left.
Wang Zhi collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down his face. But now, they were gone, along with that damned
plane, reduced to wreckage! He didn't know how long he cried, but finally, exhausted, he drifted
off to sleep, only to be awakened by a knock on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The knocking sounded rapidly, and Wang Zhi's heart
pounded with each rapid knock. Who could it be knocking at this hour? Wang Zhi's parents were both only children, so they
didn't have any close relatives, and they rarely had guests. Could it be...? A glimmer of hope flashed through Wang Zhi's mind
: Maybe his parents hadn't boarded the plane yet, and they were coming back now!
Opening the door, Wang Zhi was disappointed. Standing outside was a young woman he didn't recognize, probably in
her early twenties. As soon as she saw someone open the door, she quickly introduced herself, "Hi, hello, you must be Wang
Zhi, right? My name is Meng Xiaojie. Mr. and Mrs. Wang invited me to cook for you."
Wang Zhi gave the woman a cold look and let her in without saying anything. As soon as Meng Xiaojie entered the house,
she rushed into the kitchen. "I'm so sorry, you must be starving! I got off class late today, I won't
be this late next time."
Wang Zhi thought: This is the person my parents told me about this morning, the one they hired to cook for me. Sigh! Wang Zhi thought of
his parents again and felt like crying, but he held back. He didn't want to show his weakness in front of outsiders
.
Soon, an enticing aroma of food wafted from the kitchen,
and Wang Zhi's stomach, which hadn't eaten all day, started growling. Meng Xiaojie quickly brought the food to the table, and of course, they
ate together. Wang Zhi silently picked at his food, eating without saying a word. Indeed, this Meng Xiaojie actually managed to...
It was quite impressive that she could prepare one meat dish and two vegetable dishes in such a short time, and the taste was also quite good. However, Wang Zhi
still felt that his mother's cooking was the best.
After finishing the meal, Wang Zhi didn't say anything and went back to his room alone to grieve silently, leaving Meng
Xiaojie to do the housework alone.
About an hour and a half later, Meng Xiaojie knocked on Wang Zhi's door. "Um, Wang Zhi? I have to go now.
Oh, by the way, I'll leave you my phone number. Call this number if you need anything."
Meng Xiaojie waited for a while, but there was no sound from the room, so she had to leave. Then,
Wang Zhi heard the sound of the living room door opening and closing, and he came out of his room.
His schoolbag was still on the living room floor, but Meng Xiaojie had moved it from the floor to the sofa.
Wang Zhi looked at it silently for a while, then picked up his schoolbag and went back to his room.
He turned the schoolbag upside down, and everything inside fell onto the bed. Apart from books and stationery, everything else
was a gift or loan from his classmates. Wang Zhi picked up one of the handheld game consoles,
played it for a while, then tossed it aside. Next, he picked up a magazine and started reading, but soon after, he
put the magazine aside and picked up a novel. He played with each item one by one until the last one
—the one Zhao Di had given him.
Zhao Di's gift was a bit strange, at least to Wang Zhi, because it was a bracelet,
the kind of ornament women wear on their wrists. Wang Zhi picked it up and examined it closely. The bracelet looked somewhat
old-fashioned. Wang Zhi wasn't familiar with bracelets, but he could clearly see that
it didn't conform to modern aesthetics or popular trends, and it didn't seem to be a Chinese-style
bracelet either. After looking at it for a while, Wang Zhi came to this conclusion.
Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps because he just wanted to try out all the gifts his classmates gave him, Wang Zhi put
the bracelet on his wrist.
Strangely enough, the bracelet fit Wang Zhi perfectly; it wasn't too tight or too loose, just right. Wang
Zhi remembered that when he held the bracelet on his hand earlier, he thought it was quite large. Perhaps all bracelets are like that? They look
big but fit small, Wang Zhi thought. However, Wang Zhi always felt it was a bit strange for a man to wear a bracelet. He initially wanted to take it off
, but then he thought, since no one would see, he might as well wear it tonight.
After turning off the light, Wang Zhi cried again in bed. Then, he had a dream. First,
he dreamt of his father, who was walking slowly down the road. Wang Zhi called to him, but he seemed not to hear and continued walking
. So Wang Zhi chased after him, but he couldn't catch up. As he chased, suddenly everything changed. His father disappeared
, but Wang Zhi saw his mother, who was smiling at him. Wang Zhi wanted to talk to her, but found he couldn't speak
. Then, he found himself as an infant, and his mother was as a young woman,
holding him and breastfeeding him. Her milk was sweet and delicious… Then, Wang Zhi woke up.
Sitting alone in the dark on his bed, Wang Zhi stared blankly at the shadow cast on the wall by the window. His parents' plane had
crashed; how could they, perfectly healthy people, die like that? Wang Zhi couldn't understand it, no matter how hard he tried
.
Then, Wang Zhi saw the shadow on the wall move. Yes! The shadow moved on its own, slowly
bending and deforming until it became a human-shaped shadow. Wang Zhi was stunned. He rubbed his eyes;
he wasn't seeing things. The shadow was still moving, and it even began to protrude from the wall, detach itself, and walk towards Wang Zhi
. Wang Zhi wanted to scream—yes, like someone suddenly seeing a ghost—but he didn't scream, nor
did he feel afraid. He even wondered: Could it be the ghost of his mother or father coming to see him?
The shadow stopped at the window and began to speak: "Excuse me…" Wang Zhi stared blankly
at everything. Undoubtedly, the shadow's voice wasn't his mother's or father's.
The shadow continued, "I wonder if you would be willing to enter into a contract with me? I guarantee you countless
riches..."
At this moment, the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, and bright moonlight shone through the window. Wang Zhi then saw the shadow
's true form: a strange-looking 'person' wearing clothes of an unknown origin, the style of which was quite
peculiar. The person was short and stout, with a strange green skin—not the vibrant green of plants, but
a peculiar, ghastly green. The head was round, the eyes were small, and a horn grew from the forehead.
Wang Zhi realized this was probably a devil. Although he didn't know why the devil had approached him to
make a contract, Wang Zhi felt a glimmer of light in the darkness. He interrupted the devil's incessant
chatter, "I want to ask, can you bring my parents back to life?"
The devil hesitated, then shook his head. Wang Zhi grew anxious, "Is bringing both of them too difficult? Well, just bringing my
mother back to life would be fine!"
The devil's expression was somewhat embarrassed. "The dead cannot be brought back to life. That's probably beyond my capabilities
. However, if you want wealth..."
Wang Zhi interrupted him again, "Then do you know who can bring people back to life?"
The devil said helplessly, "My lord, didn't I already say? The dead cannot be brought back to life. There's no
way to do that. No one can bring the dead back to life."
Wang Zhi was silent for a long time before saying, "In that case, please leave. I have no interest in wealth
!" Upon hearing this, the devil disappeared in great disappointment.
The devil was gone, but Wang Zhi was still in a daze. Could it be that even the devil couldn't bring his mother back to life? He
recalled his mother's voice and smile. His mother always loved him dearly, always cooking delicious meals for him, and
always caring for him. She was the kindest person in the world to him. Could it be that he
would never see her again? At this thought, Wang Zhi's nose tingled again. Just then, a sweet
voice rang in his ears, "Xiao Zhi..."
(II)
Hearing this voice, Wang Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Only his mother would call him that. Could it be...
"Where is she?" But when he turned around, he saw a woman he didn't recognize, and a feeling of disappointment washed over him.
This woman had appeared on Wang Zhi's bed at some point. She wore a very peculiar outfit,
designed to accentuate her stunning figure, revealing
a large portion of her fair chest, her ample breasts trembling precariously as if about to burst forth. The woman
reached her pale arm over Wang Zhi and wrapped it around his shoulder. Wang Zhi felt a strange fragrance waft
from her, making him somewhat aroused.
He shook his head sharply, trying to clear his mind from the woman's scent, and then asked, "
Who are you?" Even without asking, he already knew she was probably a female demon, and a very 'seductive' one at that.
Sure enough, the woman whispered sweetly in Wang Zhi's ear, "Master, make a contract with me, and I guarantee you
'll be able to see all the beauties in the world. Besides..." She gently blew a fragrant breath into
his ear, tickling it, "you'll also have a personal slave like me, how about it?"
The woman's voice sent a jolt of electricity through Wang Zhi's body, almost
making him blurt out "yes." But he suppressed the urge. "No, I don't want any of that. I just
want my mother back to life. Can you do that?"
The female demon glared at Wang Zhi angrily. "That wretched brat! He's probably not fully developed yet, otherwise why are these temptations completely ineffective
?"
The female demon left, as mysteriously as she had arrived, vanishing suddenly. Wang Zhi was stunned,
taking a long time to recover. What was going on tonight? Why were demons constantly coming to find him? Before he could even figure
it out, another strange fellow appeared. "Make a contract with me, and I promise..."
Dizzy and disoriented, Wang Zhi looked out the window at the clouds already faintly brightening on the horizon. That night, he had thwarted
a dozen demons' various temptations: wealth, power, beautiful women, strength, and more...
But whenever he mentioned bringing his mother back to life, the demons all shook their heads, indicating it was impossible. Now, Wang
Zhi understood perfectly well that bringing the dead back to life was indeed impossible.
Dawn was almost here! Yawning widely, Wang Zhi decided to get a good night's sleep before daybreak
. However, someone was still harassing him. "Excuse me, are you willing to..."
Wang Zhi replied irritably without thinking, "If you can't bring my mother back to life, there's no point in discussing anything else
!"
The voice fell silent for a long time, and Wang Zhi thought another person had given up. But then the voice
rang out again: "Although I can't bring your mother back to life, I can let you find her shadow!"
"What?" Wang Zhi was wide awake now. "Shadow? What do you mean? Do you mean my mother's soul
?" Wang Zhi asked in rapid succession. Only then did he see the owner of the voice. Strangely,
unlike the previous demons, this 'person' was surrounded by a thick black mist, making it impossible to see any shape or outline.
Only a very bright eye could be vaguely seen through the mist.
"You'll find out soon enough," the black mist said slowly, then disappeared into the darkness in the corner.
Wang Zhi stared blankly at the corner for a long time, racking his brains but unable to understand what the words meant
. After a long while, Wang Zhi said, "I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm going to sleep!" He lay back down in bed.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Wang Zhi yawned and went to the front door of the living room. "Who is it,
knocking so early?" He opened the door with some dissatisfaction. "Ah, it's Teacher Li." Only then did Wang Zhi see
who was standing outside the door.
Teacher Li was dressed in a very casual outfit today, a far cry from her usual professional attire. Her face also lacked
the stern expression of a teacher, replaced by a loving look. "Xiao Zhi, are you alright?"
Teacher Li hugged Xiao Zhi as soon as she entered the door, speaking tenderly.
Wang Zhi was momentarily lost in the warmth of this woman's embrace. "Teacher Li, I..." Xiao
Zhi burrowed tightly into Teacher Li's arms, unable to hold back his soft sobs.
"Child, don't be sad anymore." Teacher Li hugged the poor child who had lost both parents overnight tightly
. She slowly glanced around the house, which was filled with a desolate and heavy atmosphere. Teacher Li shook her
head. "Sigh, it's not good for you to stay here alone. Why don't you come and stay with me for a couple of days?" After saying that,
she took Wang Zhi's hand and walked out the door.
So Wang Zhi followed Teacher Li to her house without taking anything. Teacher Li's house wasn't very big,
and there wasn't an extra room for Xiao Zhi. However, Teacher Li's daughter was at her grandmother's house for the next couple of days, so
Wang Zhi could stay in her room temporarily.
After settling Wang Zhi in, Teacher Li comforted him for a few more minutes, then patted Xiao Zhi's head and said affectionately,
"Look how dirty you are, go take a bath." Wang Zhi now had no relatives left in this world and
was feeling lost and helpless. Teacher Li was now like family to him, so without any objection, he silently nodded
.
Taking a long, hot shower, Wang Zhi felt much more awake. Since receiving
the devastating news yesterday, he had been in a daze, losing track of time and even his
hunger. As he rinsed himself in the hot shower, Wang Zhi began to think about his future.
Both his parents were gone, and he had no relatives. How would he survive? Wang Zhi was completely
clueless, only feeling that his future was filled with uncertainty and countless difficulties. And
what about the strange events of last night? Wang Zhi was beginning to wonder if it was just a hallucination caused by excessive grief
. Just then, Teacher Li gently knocked on the bathroom door. "Xiao Zhi, I just went out and bought you
a set of clothes. Try them on and see if they fit."
Taking the clothes from Teacher Li through the crack in the door, Wang Zhi put them on with a sense of nostalgia. He remembered how
his mother would always jokingly scold him for forgetting his clothes when he forgot them while showering.
Teacher Li waited outside for quite a while, but there was no sound from the bathroom, so she didn't know how satisfied Xiao Zhi was with the outfit.
Dissatisfied, she called out worriedly, "Xiao Zhi!" A voice immediately responded from inside, "I, I'm
fine. This outfit is very nice. I just... I just thought of Mom..." Wang Zhi's voice came from the bathroom
, sounding particularly gloomy and low. Teacher Li sighed and said nothing.
Teacher Li naturally cooked lunch, while Wang Zhi was placed on the sofa in the living room to watch TV.
A funny comedy was playing, but he didn't feel like laughing at all. After a while, he suddenly remembered
something, took out the slip of paper Meng Xiaojie had left yesterday from his pocket, and dialed the number on it.
After a while, he said into the receiver, "Yes, no need to trouble you today, probably for the next two
or three days, yes." Then he hung up and continued watching the boring comedy on the sofa.
Not long after, Teacher Li came out of the kitchen and called Wang Zhi to eat. During the meal, Teacher Li served him food, and seeing
this action, Wang Zhi's eyes suddenly reddened again. Teacher Li paused, then asked, "Thinking of them again?"
Wang Zhi nodded. "Before, Mom often put food on my plate. She always said I was too thin and should
eat more." Teacher Li gently stroked his head, remaining silent for a long time.
Teacher Li's family had a tradition of taking a nap after lunch, so Wang Zhi followed suit. He slept in Teacher Li's
daughter Xuanxuan's bed, which was covered with a pale yellow sheet printed with cute little pig patterns. However,
the bed was clearly too short for Wang Zhi, making him uncomfortable. Moreover, sleeping in an unfamiliar bed,
he couldn't fall asleep for a while.
It was early summer, so the curtains were drawn tightly, making the room
dim and giving it a chilly feel. In this environment, Wang Zhi felt very sad and cold. He unconsciously
curled up into a ball, feeling extremely cold. "Mommy, Mommy!" he whispered,
longing to be in his mother's arms, where he found warmth and safety.
In a daze, Wang Zhi seemed to return to a time when he was sick as a child. He saw his mother appear at
his bedside, anxiously calling out, "Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, what's wrong?"
His lips were trembling from the cold. "I...I'm so cold."
His mother said urgently, "Xiao Zhi, don't be afraid, Mom will go find a doctor for you!"
Just as his mother was about to turn and leave, Wang Zhi grabbed her clothes tightly. "Mom, don't go, I'm cold,
I don't want you to leave!" Helpless, his mother sat down again. Seeing her son shivering from the cold, she could only
hold him tightly in her arms. In his mother's soft and warm embrace, Wang Zhi felt much more comfortable,
and the cold was relieved. He buried his whole body in his mother's arms, feeling her warmth, and his heart
felt much calmer.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Zhi's stomach began to rumble. His mother lovingly stroked his
hair, "Are you hungry, Xiao Zhi? Mom will go get you something to eat."
But Wang Zhi stubbornly said, "No, I don't want Mom to leave me." He hugged his mother even tighter.
His mother had no choice, "Sigh, you child." She could only continue stroking her son's hair. Not long after
, his mother noticed that Wang Zhi's body had started trembling again, and he was getting colder and colder,
like a block of ice. His mother panicked and called out, "Xiao Zhi!"
"Ugh," Wang Zhi managed to reply, struggling to stay awake, "Mom, don't go, I don't
want you to go..." His voice grew softer and softer.
Wang Zhi was actually extremely hungry, and because of the hunger, his body was generating less and
less heat, so even with his mother's warmth, his body temperature was slowly dropping. So hungry,
so cold—that was how Wang Zhi felt. Where was his mother? "Is she still here?" For some reason, Wang Zhi just couldn't bear
to let his mother leave his side. Why was everything getting darker? That was Wang Zhi's last thought.
Half-asleep, Wang Zhi seemed to see his mother anxiously calling his name, but he
couldn't hear anything. Then… Wang Zhi suddenly felt a hot, smooth body intimately press against his cold
one. It felt so good! Wang Zhi tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand-pound dam; he
couldn't open them no matter what.
Suddenly, he smelled a fragrance—yes, the smell of meat, and it was very, very close. This
sensation invigorated him. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he reached forward with all his might, and immediately
grabbed two warm, soft, round things in his hands. Yes, the meaty fragrance was coming from them
.
Wang Zhi recklessly thrust his head forward, his mouth fiercely biting into one of the large, soft round things
. Ah! A warm, sweet liquid flowed from his mouth down his throat and into his stomach. It tasted so good! Wang
Zhi greedily sucked on the sweet liquid, not wanting to miss a single drop, drinking it all down. Slowly,
his body warmed up, and his stomach filled up. Only then did Wang Zhi stop his ferocious eating, contentedly turning to
slowly sucking on the two fleshy mounds while curiously playing with them.
His hands gently grasped them; they were soft and elastic. Then, Wang Zhi noticed something interesting
: the mounds seemed to twitch slightly with his fingers, like playful sprites.
The more Wang Zhi played with them, the more interesting it became, and he gripped them harder. Then, Wang Zhi seemed to hear some strange
sounds, like his mother's panting.
Wang Zhi was startled, thinking: "Huh, is Mom here too? Is she sick too?" Worried about his mother, Wang Zhi
opened his eyes in a panic and cried out, "Mom, are you alright?" The sight that greeted him filled
him with embarrassment. He was naked, lying on top of his equally naked teacher, Ms. Li.
Ms. Li's face was flushed, her eyes filled with tenderness. Her long, black hair was loose, draped casually over her shoulders
, and her full breasts were high and firm, the dark brown nipples trembling slightly in the air, seemingly
welcoming the one who would taste them. Wang Zhi was the one who understood the exquisite pleasure.
So, the 'mother' I dreamt of was actually… Wang Zhi's mind was in turmoil, his eyes lowered,
unable to look any longer at the smooth, white, beautiful body before him.
Seeing Wang Zhi's distraught state, Teacher Li Qinglian sighed softly, "Silly child!"
She stretched out her arms and gently pulled Wang Zhi to her chest. Wang Zhi's face once again felt
the amazing elasticity of Teacher Li's breasts. He couldn't help but cling tightly to those high, firm peaks,
burying his face deep within them...
And so, a thin young man and a mature, voluptuous woman embraced each other naked and deeply
, unwilling to separate for a long time, like a couple deeply in love.
"Xiao Zhi," Teacher Li gently kissed Wang Zhi's tender face, "Are you feeling better?"
"Mmm..." Wang Zhi nestled against Teacher Li's chest in a most intimate posture, "It feels so warm, just
like Mom."
Teacher Li smiled and gently stroked Wang Zhi's nose with her finger, "Silly child, from now on, just think of your teacher as
your mother."
Wang Zhi suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "Really?"
Teacher Li deliberately pretended to be unhappy, "Would a mother lie to her child?"
Wang Zhi stared blankly at Teacher Li, a long-lost feeling of happiness welling up from his heart, his chest felt so warm
. Ah, was this the joy of seeing 'Mom' again?
"Alright, Xiao Zhi!" Teacher Li gently pushed Wang Zhi away, "You've been holding me all afternoon, I
should go make dinner now." After saying that, she got up from the bed, her beautiful naked body appearing so white in the darkness.
She casually threw on a coat and went straight to the window, opening the curtains. Instantly, brilliant sunlight streamed
into the room, first illuminating Teacher Li. Her clothes couldn't conceal her graceful figure; her beautiful
body seemed to radiate an astonishing glow under the sunlight, like a dazzling goddess
. Teacher Li turned and smiled sweetly at Wang Zhi, who was staring in a daze, before turning and pushing open the door to leave.
(III)
Watching Teacher Li's graceful figure disappear into the living room doorway, Xiao Zhi finally came to his senses. He thought to himself
that Teacher Li's demeanor just now really resembled his mother. After a long while, a faint voice came from the darkness, "
How are you feeling?"
Xiao Zhi was startled and turned his head to see a hazy black shadow floating in the room. Immediately, Xiao Zhi
remembered, "It's you?"
Yes, this was the last demon spirit to come looking for him last night. It slowly said to Xiao Zhi, "
Have you found your mother's shadow? This is my power! Would you be interested in making
a contract with me now?"
Xiao Zhi stared blankly at the shadowy figure. No wonder Teacher Li was suddenly so kind to him today, unlike
her usual stern demeanor. It turned out this demon spirit was behind it all.
But the shadowy figure seemed to see through Xiao Zhi's thoughts. It said softly, "My power isn't as
strong as you think. Although I can influence people's thoughts, I can't make them do things they normally find objectionable.
First, they have a certain idea in their minds; I'm just adding fuel to the fire."
Xiao Zhi looked at the shadowy figure in surprise. This demon spirit was quite honest; what a strange fellow.
Xiao Zhi thought about it repeatedly for a long, long time before finally making up his mind, "Okay, I'll make a contract with you!"
As he said this, Xiao Zhi felt a sense of recklessness. The shadowy figure then guided Xiao Zhi on how
to enter into a contract with him.
"This is a master-servant covenant. That is to say, as long as you live, I will honor you as my master and do my best to fulfill
all your wishes," the shadowy figure said.
Xiao Zhi looked somewhat haggard. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then, after I die, will you
take my soul as payment?"
Xiao Zhi felt that the shadowy figure seemed to be laughing after hearing this; he could even imagine it rolling around laughing.
"Soul?" the shadowy figure countered. "What would I do with a human soul?"
Xiao Zhi opened his mouth, unable to answer. Demons wanting human souls—that was an ancient legend.
The shadowy figure slowly explained, "I'm making this contract with you so that I can move freely in the human realm
. Don't you know? We demon spirits cannot cross the powerful barrier between the two realms to come to the human realm. Right now
, I am merely a projection of myself in the demon realm in the human realm!"
Xiao Zhi listened to all this, seemingly understanding but not quite.
"However, this one-way projection is far too energy-consuming. Even a Demon King couldn't sustain it for
long. Therefore, we need to find a suitable person in the human world to act as a medium, allowing us to operate in the human world
in the long run," the shadowy figure explained. "Coincidentally, your spiritual power seems stronger than average, and you also
possess this treasure, which is why you can see us demon spirits," the shadowy figure pointed to the bracelet on Xiao Zhi's wrist.
"Solomon's Bracelet, this thing itself is a passage that can communicate between the human world and the demon world. Through it,
we can more easily project our power into the human world."
After listening, Xiao Zhi thought for a long time before asking, "So, since you don't want my soul, but you acknowledge me
as your master, then wouldn't that mean..."
The shadowy figure laughed, "I understand what you mean. You mean I won't get any benefit at all. Let me
put it this way, human souls are quite weak compared to demonic spirits. Unless you can absorb a considerable number
, the help you provide to a demonic spirit is negligible. However, if I make a contract with a human
, it's equivalent to a connection between our souls, and you can obtain..." "I can
gain a portion of your soul power in return for a portion of mine. Human souls, though weak, possess great potential. I believe your
spiritual power will make tremendous progress in the future. Undoubtedly, I can also benefit from your increased spiritual power
and thereby enhance my own!"
The shadowy figure paused, and Xiao Zhi sensed a smile appear on its face. "Another important reason
is: the human realm is far more interesting than the demon realm. That lifeless demon realm can't compare to the vibrant human realm
. Most of us demon spirits are quite willing to come and play in the human realm, hahaha..."
The shadowy figure bowed. "Master, I forgot to introduce myself. You can call me Demon Eye. My power is control..."
"I can control and influence the minds of living beings. Because my power is insufficient, I cannot currently maintain a fixed form in the human realm .
However, I believe that as your spiritual power increases, the day I can maintain a fixed form will soon arrive. Also,
the Solomon's Bracelet on your hand is a treasure; please take good care of it."
Watching the Demon Eye disappear into the air, Xiao Zhi remained stunned for a long time before
recovering from his astonishment at the supernatural event.
While eating the food Teacher Li had placed on his plate, Xiao Zhi was still recalling his encounter with the Demon Eye. The events
were far too strange, exceeding Xiao Zhi's previous knowledge, so he couldn't process them immediately
. However, Xiao Zhi subconsciously glanced at the bracelet on his left hand. All these things had
happened after he acquired this item; there was no doubt about that, Xiao Zhi thought.
Teacher Li's voice rang in his ears, "Xiao Zhi, why aren't you eating? What are you daydreaming about?"
"Oh!" Xiao Zhi finally snapped out of his reverie and quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice.
At night, Xiao Zhi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Too many major events had occurred in the past few days, far beyond
his comprehension: his parents' accident, the strange bracelet, the contract with the demon spirit… These things
churned and swirled in his mind, preventing him from sleeping.
Xiao Zhi felt utterly exhausted. He sighed, not knowing what to do. If only his mother were here,
she would surely say, “Xiao Zhi, seeing you like this breaks my heart. Come, let Mom help you!”
Thinking this, Xiao Zhi recalled the warm scene of lying in Teacher Li's arms that afternoon. Teacher Li's
beautiful and alluring body seemed to reappear before him. For some reason, Xiao Zhi suddenly felt an intense
longing for that warm embrace.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhi jumped out of bed, clutching the bracelet on his hand and whispering, "Demon Eye!
Demon Eye! Demon Eye!"
After a minute or two, a dark figure appeared. "Master, Demon Eye is here to obey your commands."
Xiao Zhi looked at it, hesitating for a long time, unsure of what to say. Demon Eye chuckled softly, "I know
what you mean, because our souls are connected. I'll do it right away!"
Xiao Zhi lay back down, feeling both nervous and expectant.
"Squeak..." The door to the room opened gently, and someone walked in. Then, Xiao Zhi felt
a cool, soft hand placed on his forehead, slowly stroking it.
"Why aren't you asleep so late, Xiao Zhi?" Teacher Li's gentle voice came.
"I... I can't sleep," Xiao Zhi mumbled, unsure of what to say.
"What's wrong? Missing your mom again?" Teacher Li sat down next to Xiao Zhi, taking
his hand in her other hand. This feeling... it's like his mother...
Xiao Zhi couldn't help but sit up abruptly, hugging Teacher Li tightly and crying, "Mom, I miss
you so much."
Teacher Li let out a barely audible sigh, thinking to herself: This child is so pitiful, losing
his parents all of a sudden. He's so young, he must not be able to accept it. I might as well be his mother for now.
Thinking of this, Teacher Li not only let Xiao Zhi hug her and call her "Mom," but also casually unbuttoned her clothes
, then pulled Xiao Zhi's head into her arms, pressing her full breasts tightly against
his face, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, Mom is here, ah, don't cry."
"Mmm~" Teacher Li let out a low moan. It turned out that Xiao Zhi had suddenly taken her nipple into his mouth and
was gently biting it with his teeth. "No, oh, just like that!"
The tingling and numb feeling made Teacher Li unable to stop. At this moment, Xiao Zhi playfully used his teeth to hold the nipple,
slowly stretching it, and then released it. "Snap!" The nipple bounced back heavily, causing the whole breast to shake.
At the same time, Teacher Li suddenly screamed, "Ah..." Then her body went limp, and she leaned against Xiao
Zhi in front of her.
Xiao Zhi did not expect Teacher Li to react like this. The two lost their balance and fell together.
Xiao Zhi immediately felt the warm and soft body in his arms.
"You naughty boy!" Teacher Li bit her lower lip lightly and pinched Xiao Zhi's nose hard
, two red clouds appearing on her face.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Zhi felt very relaxed and happy, his gloom of the past few days gone by. He playfully said, "If my son
isn't naughty, Mommy won't love him!"
"You brat!" Teacher Li punched Xiao Zhi a few times. "You're so naughty!" Her manner
was more like a spoiled child.
Xiao Zhi giggled and snuggled into Teacher Li's arms, refusing to get out. "Mmm, Mommy smells so good!"
At this moment, Xiao Zhi completely regarded the woman in front of him as his mother. He played with "Mommy" to his heart's content
, not wanting to waste a single moment.
Before they knew it, both of them had taken off all their clothes. Naked, they laughed and played happily 　　 until
they were both tired, finally falling asleep in each other's arms, their bodies intertwined.

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