Divine Sword Cuts Water

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(1)
The sun was setting in the west, casting a mesmerizing sunset glow on the distant mountains. A profound silence enveloped the world as a group of people, numbering about a hundred, walked through the wilderness. They carried bundles and pushed carts, the old and young helping each other, women and children supporting one another. Their steps were heavy, their faces etched with sorrow. The beautiful sunset could not diminish their grief.
A war had separated them from their families, forcing them to leave their homes. Most of the able-bodied men in their families had been conscripted, their fates uncertain on the front lines. The remaining majority—the elderly, women, and children—had to flee to distant lands to escape the war.
The hardships and illnesses of the journey were unbearable; many elderly had died along the way. They could only bury their loved ones in the wilderness before wiping away their tears and continuing their journey.
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves rose from behind, followed by the approaching whistle. The refugees immediately tensed, their expressions uneasy as they turned to look.
In a short while, dozens of horses arrived. The riders, dressed in coarse cloth, had ferocious faces and wielded large knives and spears, circling around the refugees. The refugees knew that bandits had arrived. They dared not utter a sound, huddled together, and stared in terror at their surroundings.
"These people have nothing to offer, they just rob women!" shouted a bearded leader. The bandits dismounted, carrying knives, spears, and ropes, and began binding any young women they saw.
Although the refugees were numerous, most were elderly, weak, women, and children. The few young and strong men were no match for these vicious bandits and were quickly overpowered. The bandits seemed unwilling to kill. They only used their fists and feet to knock down resisting men and the elderly, at most slashing them a couple of times with the back of their knives. The young women, however, were tightly bound with ropes. Some women struggled fiercely and were bound tightly by the horses' hooves. Cries and curses filled the air.
Within the time it takes to eat a meal, twenty or thirty young women from the refugees had been tied up. The bandits threw them onto their horses, roared off, leaving the refugees behind to weep and wail in grief.
The horses galloped swiftly, the women struggling helplessly on their backs, the sound of hooves mingling with the bandits' laughter and the women's cries echoing across the sunlit wilderness.
"Haha, quite a haul this time!"
"But still not enough. We have over fifty brothers, so we'll have to share one, right, brother?"
"Same old rule. The brothers who fancy one and are willing to follow us can be sent to the old village as a wife. Those who aren't, we'll just have sex with them and then throw them away. Haha, I picked the prettiest one," said the one called "Big Brother."
This Big Brother was a burly, tall man with a face full of flesh and a thick beard, his mouth agape as he grinned. A woman lay bound and gagged on the horse's back, the burly, bearded man's large hands caressing and kneading her breasts. Her struggles seemed utterly powerless before him.
"But so far, no woman has wanted to be with us," one of the bandits chuckled.
"That's fine, much more enjoyable. Getting a wife is such a hassle."
"A wife can be divorced anytime, hahaha..."
The bandits laughed as the burly man's gaze was drawn to a figure in the distance. "There's someone there, let's go see."
A figure dressed in white, carrying a sword, wearing a bamboo hat and a veil obscuring his face, his black cloak billowing slightly, moved hurriedly, as if on urgent business. He quickly approached the bandits' galloping horses.
The bandits circled the figure in white, who stood motionless.
"Another woman delivered to our door, nice figure," the burly man said, staring at her chest. "Hey, you woman, take off your veil and let me see."
The newcomer was a woman. Although her clothes weren't particularly tight, the rise and fall of her breasts were still clearly visible.
The woman in white snorted, "A bunch of bandits. Come and take it off," her voice sweet and melodious, making the bearded man's heart itch.
"Alright, I'll help you remove the veil," the bearded man said, tossing the woman on horseback to one of his men, and galloping towards the woman in white. He bent down to grab her, his movements effortless and swift, clearly showing his skill.
The woman in white shifted slightly, her jade-like hand reaching out to grab the man's wrist. She pulled back her shoulder and cried, "Get off!"
The man hadn't expected the woman in white to be so agile. He couldn't react in time, his body lurching on the side of his horse, almost being pulled off. Only thanks to his horsemanship and his robust physique did he avoid falling.
The woman in white felt the man's strength with her pull; instead of pulling him off the horse, her body tilted with the horse's momentum. The woman in white quickly released her grip, her sword flashing from its sheath. A melodious, silvery voice rang out: "Such skill, yet you've become a bandit, what a pity."
The burly, bearded man was even more astonished. Relying on his exceptional martial arts, he wanted to take the woman first to examine her; if she was beautiful, he could keep her. Although bandits were ruthless, they also needed unity. They had a rule: whoever took a woman first got to enjoy her, and only if they didn't want her could someone else have her. If two or more people took a woman together, they would discuss how to handle her, such as by playing rock-paper-scissors or arm wrestling.
The burly man knew the woman before him was not easy to deal with; he couldn't take her alone. He grabbed the long sword hanging on his horse, gave the bandits a wink, and then spurred his horse towards the woman in white, shouting, "Brothers, be careful! Take her alive! This woman looks good, but she's not easy to deal with!"
The bandits swarmed forward. Those with women on their horses first put them on the ground, tied up the four horses, and then joined the fray.
The woman in white wielded a gleaming silver sword, her movements swift and agile, keeping the bandits at bay. Only the burly, bearded man and another man with a sallow complexion and a scar between his brows, wielding a long spear, dared to challenge her.
The woman in white grew increasingly fierce, suddenly slashing at the burly man's horse's leg. He reined in his horse and parried with his sword, but the woman's sword instead thrust upwards, aiming for his chest. The burly man ducked and spurred his horse, narrowly avoiding the attack, the sword tip tearing through his back.
"Brothers, let's get serious!" the burly man cried, knowing that if he hesitated any longer and only wanted to capture her alive, he risked his life.
The bandits scattered, throwing knives, darts, and various other projectiles raining down on the woman in white. The sword in the white-clad woman's hand danced, creating streaks of silver light around her, the clanging sounds incessant. Some of the hidden weapons were deflected, but their force had diminished, rendering them ineffective against the bandits. The bandits, on horseback with the higher ground, could only manage to hit the ground with their few misplaced weapons.
After a flurry of hidden weapons, the bearded man and the sallow-faced man mounted their horses, and the white-clad woman met them with her sword. In the midst of the fierce battle, a hidden weapon came from behind. The white-clad woman deflected it with her sword, and the bearded man seized the opportunity to slash down with his blade, while the sallow-faced man's spear thrust from the side. The white-clad woman slightly shifted her body, the spear passing in front of her. She reached out and grabbed the spear, then used her sword to deflect the bearded man's slash. The sallow-faced man strained with both hands, causing the spear to tremble violently. The white-clad woman lost her grip and hastily released it, leaping backward. At the same time, two more hidden weapons flew from behind. Unable to dodge in time, a metal spike struck her shoulder.
"Ah!" The woman in white cried out in pain, her movements slowing slightly. Taking advantage of the moment, the sallow-faced man swept his spear across her wrist, striking her sword-wielding hand. The sword fell to the ground.
The bearded man gave her no chance, spurring his horse forward and delivering a fatal blow. The woman in white, unable to retrieve her sword, hastily rolled away. Just as she rose, before she could even regain her footing, a noose flew and ensnared her. She frantically tried to grab the noose, but before her hands even touched it, it tightened, and she was dragged sideways.
A bandit on horseback, holding the other end of the noose, spurred his horse into a whirlwind. The woman in white, unable to rise, was dragged for several dozen paces, her bamboo hat and veil falling to reveal her long, black hair.
The bandit holding the noose reined in his horse, and several bandits pounced on her, pinning her down, binding her hands behind her back, tearing off her cloak, and tightly tying her up with ropes.
The woman in white struggled desperately, but although her martial arts skills far surpassed those of the bandits, her strength was limited. She was held down firmly by several men, unable to use her fists or feet. In moments, her upper body was tightly bound, rendering her immobile. Her hands were tied high behind her back, and her legs were bound together at the knees.
Two bandits lifted her to a stop. The burly man with the beard chuckled as he approached, "Hahaha, this little wench is quite something..." He suddenly stopped, his mouth still open, unable to speak, his eyes fixed on the woman in white's face.
The woman in white had slightly disheveled hair, a few strands of black hair hanging in front of her eyes. Her beautiful, clear eyes, black and white, held a mixture of defiance and fear. Her flawless, fair face had a few beads of sweat on her small nose. Her cherry-red lips were slightly parted as she breathed heavily, her chest puffed out. Her hands were tied behind her back, the ropes digging into her clothes, causing her chest to rise and fall slightly, making her appear even more alluring.
The sun had set, and the afterglow of the sunset painted the vast plains crimson, leaving the earth serene. The sunset glow illuminated the girl's fair and beautiful face, making her incomparably charming and captivating. Her delicate body, bound by ropes, appeared even more frail and helpless, evoking pity.
The burly, bearded man stared blankly for a long time, drool almost dripping from his mouth.
"With such skill, why did you two become bandits?" Seeing the burly man remain silent, staring intently at her, the woman in white, enduring the pain in her shoulder, spoke first.
The burly man with the beard, regaining his composure, said smugly, "We were originally vanguards under General Xiao, but we're tired of fighting. Who wants to serve a dog emperor these days? Heh heh, back in the day, I charged through the Western Xia army like a whirlwind, slaughtering those bastards until they cried out in terror..."
The burly man, spitting as he boasted to the beautiful girl, seemed to have forgotten that if it weren't for the help of the others, he would have been sent to meet the King of Hell long ago.
"Oh, no wonder, General, you are indeed incredibly powerful. With your skills, you could easily make a living even in this chaotic world. Why choose such a dangerous profession?" The woman in white, knowing she was a prisoner and in a precarious situation, offered a few words of flattery, then explained the dangers, trying to break his spirit.
The burly man laughed heartily, and without a word, walked up to the woman in white and began to caress her chest. The woman in white, her face flushed with shame and anger, struggled and twisted her body, but was held firmly down, powerless against the large hand that roamed over her chest.
"You... robber, bastard..." the girl's angry curses and struggles only further aroused the bearded man's nerves. He came behind her, took a rope, and tied it twice around her breasts, making them bulge. The remaining rope was wrapped around her waist twice, tied tightly at her lower back, and then forcefully pulled between her legs to her front. As the bearded man's large hand passed between her legs, it grabbed her crotch hard, causing her body to spasm. "Ah... robber... villain..."
The rope tightened around her private parts, her face turning even redder, making her even more beautiful in the evening glow. The bearded man watched lewdly, then reached out and began to grab and knead her breasts again.
"Let go...you...let go!" The girl could only curse angrily, unable to do anything else. The burly bearded man, still groping and swearing, muttered, "This little wench's breasts are really nice."
He groped for a long time, until the sunset faded and the sky grew dark. The burly bearded man then took a long rope, tied it to the rope around the girl's waist, and with a swift stroke, cut the rope binding her legs. He then mounted his horse, shouting, "Brothers, let's have some fun tonight, hahahaha..." and spurred his horse forward slowly. The others grabbed the women on the ground, mounted their horses, and followed behind the burly bearded man.
The woman in white was led along like an animal, the rope between her legs constantly rubbing against her most private parts, sending waves of itchy pleasure through her. Her expression of shame, humiliation, and unbearable tears only made her more alluring.
The moon rose, and the woman in white had been led around for over an hour. The rope binding her had tormented her for just as long, and beads of sweat dripped continuously from her beautiful, ashamed face. The burly, bearded man occasionally glanced back, his smug expression overflowing, and he couldn't help but hum a little tune: "Sister's breasts are soft and tender, her buttocks are white and round..." The woman in white was filled with shame and hatred, wishing she could tear him to pieces.
Reaching the edge of a grove of trees, the burly, bearded man finally stopped. "You'll spend the night here!"
The woman in white immediately knelt on the ground, her buttocks touching her heels, her legs tightly clamped together, her breathing rapid, her lips clenched, trying her best to control the urges in her lower body. The burly, bearded man jumped off his horse, laughing loudly, "Just now you were such a brave and unyielding heroine, and now you're kneeling before me, hahahaha..."
The woman in white didn't look at him, turning her head to the side, and tears finally streamed down her face.
The burly, bearded man grew even more excited. "You little pity, still a virgin, huh? I'll treat you well, I'll make you feel like a god later, hahaha..." With that, he beckoned, and several men came over and held down the woman in white. The burly man, holding a rope, stepped forward, spread the woman's legs, and tied her calves around her thighs.
He waved his hand, "You can all have your fun," and then grabbed the woman's breasts from behind, pulling her up. His large hands kneaded her breasts, kissing her neck, then he held her head, gently biting and licking her ear. The woman was aroused, her body burning with desire, and she was about to lose control.
A campfire was lit, and around it, the women's voices rose and fell; the bandits had already begun their act.
The sallow-faced man approached. "Old Kui, this isn't right. Didn't we agree that whoever captures the woman gets to keep her? This woman was captured by everyone working together, why are you getting to taste her first?" The sallow-faced man smiled. Everyone else called the bearded giant "Big Brother," but only the sallow-faced man called him "Old Kui."
The bearded giant stopped what he was doing, raised his head, his hand still pinching the girl's full breasts, and said with a stern face, "What do you suggest?" He still respected this sallow-faced man quite a bit.
"The usual rules, let's play rock-paper-scissors this time," the sallow-faced man said.
"No, let's have a contest of strength," the bearded giant said.
The sallow-faced man shook his head, "That's not fair. Everyone knows you're strong, rock-paper-scissors is more reasonable."
"No, you know I'm stupid, you'll have an advantage playing rock-paper-scissors," the bearded giant shook his head again.
The two argued back and forth, without reaching a conclusion for a long time. The woman in white, nestled in the bearded man's arms, understood what he was saying and interjected, "Let me choose, that's fair." The two men exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison, knowing they wouldn't reach a conclusion through argument.
"Little lady, this is a good idea. I've already touched you; you felt good just now, didn't you? I'll make you even better later," the bearded man chuckled, his hand kneading the girl's breasts again. The sallow-faced man watched the woman in white silently.
The woman in white looked around; she knew tonight was inevitable, a hint of sorrow in her beautiful eyes. She tried her best to suppress the urges from the bearded man's caresses, and after a while, gestured with her mouth to one side, "Him."
The bearded man and the sallow-faced man looked in that direction. "Who is it?"
"Over there, the furthest place," the woman in white said.
A young bandit sat in the distance, head bowed, his eyes seemingly filled with boundless loneliness. Oblivious to the scene of the gang rape beside him, he was engrossed in drawing lines on the ground with a twig. Though disheveled, his handsome features were undeniable.
"Him? Little wench, you've chosen the wrong person. This kid's a good-for-nothing; he can't satisfy you," said the burly, bearded man.
"Yeah, he hasn't touched a woman since he came here. He says he's a castrated man," the sallow-faced man chimed in.
"It's him, unless you back out," the woman in white said firmly. She had noticed the young bandit when she was tied up and standing. At first glance, she sensed he was different from the others—his face lacked the ruthless arrogance of the others. While the other bandits were busy raping women, this young bandit sat quietly to the side, making him seem even more different to the woman in white. She felt an inexplicable, strange feeling towards him. The bandits
nearby, who had no women to rape for the time being, had heard their conversation and turned to watch.
The bearded man and the yellow-faced man stared blankly for a while, then looked at their brothers around them, somewhat resentful. "Why did you have to compete with me? This time neither of us got to try anything new," the bearded man complained to the yellow-faced man.
Although this bandit was fierce, he also valued loyalty.
"That kid's a eunuch, isn't he? If he's not good enough, you can go first," the yellow-faced man said, knowing that arguing might not benefit either of them, so he did them a favor.
"Han Lei!" the burly, bearded man roared irritably.
The young bandit looked up, quickly stood up, and ran over. "Brother, what's the matter?"
"This woman is for you to do first. If you can't, just say so," the burly man, still clutching the white-clad woman's breast, didn't give up hope, hoping Han Lei would refuse so he could have his turn.
"I...I can't, I already said that," Han Lei stammered.
Seeing his refusal, the white-clad woman quickly said, "I want you. If you...I'll die!" Tears welled in her eyes as she spoke, her fair face slightly flushed in the firelight, whether from shyness, burning desire, or the reflection of the firelight, it was hard to tell.
Han Lei looked at the girl; her beautiful face was as delicate as a flower, and the tears in her eyes glistened in the firelight. Han Lei was momentarily at a loss. He knew that stealing his older brothers' food might get him into trouble, but the girl's expectant eyes and her bound body filled him with pity. Her sweet voice made his heart tremble, and her stunning beauty captivated him.
"She said she would die if I didn't come. Hey, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda," Han Lei encouraged himself, finding a good reason.
"Okay... alright," Han Lei said timidly.
The burly man with the beard glared at Han Lei, then squeezed the girl's breasts a few more times before reluctantly removing his hand. "Here," the burly man said, pushing the woman in white towards Han Lei. Han Lei quickly bent down to support the girl's body, his hand landing on her breast. Han Lei shuddered as if electrocuted, then lifted the woman in white onto her back, squatted down beside her, and supported the back of her head and neck with his arm. A delicate fragrance wafted into Han Lei's nostrils, causing him to feel dizzy and excited again. He gazed at the girl's beautiful face, momentarily captivated. The woman in white looked at Han Lei, closed her eyes, and awaited his violation.
"Hurry up, don't dawdle," the burly man with the beard shouted.
Han Lei shuddered and quickly untied the ropes around the girl's waist, removing the shackles that had tormented her for over an hour. Han Lei's trembling hands slowly loosened the girl's belt; he felt the girl's body trembling slightly in his arms.
"This is too direct. This is probably her first time. I should be gentler," Han Lei thought, bending down to kiss the girl's lips, one hand caressing her soft, full breasts. He didn't even consider whether the girl would bite him. The moment their lips touched, the girl's body trembled, shaking even more violently.
With Han Lei's kisses and caresses, the woman in white's cheeks gradually flushed red, her breathing became rapid, and she unconsciously began to moan softly intermittently. "Mmm...mmm..."
Han Lei pulled down her pants and caressed her private parts with his hand; they were already somewhat wet. Under Han Lei's stimulation, the woman in white became increasingly aroused, her body gently writhing, and her juices flowing more freely.
Han Lei pulled down his own pants and slowly entered the girl's body...
The woman in white closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
Han Lei felt a pang of guilt and comforted her, "Girl, try to think positively."
The woman in white opened her eyes and looked at Han Lei, saying, "From now on, you are my husband, you must protect me."
"I..." Han Lei was speechless; he knew he couldn't protect this girl.
"Kid, looks like you're not a castrated child, you're quite experienced," the burly man with the beard said irritably. "Alright, enough arguing, this is a waste of time. It's my turn now." With that, the burly man shoved Han Lei aside, pulled down his pants, and forced his way in, a series of rough thrusts seemingly venting his pent-up frustration…
The burly man, panting heavily, ripped open the girl's blouse, revealing her full, high breasts. The snow-white breasts and rosy nipples were breathtakingly beautiful in the firelight; any man would drool at the sight.
The burly man fondled and kneaded her soft, full breasts, "Little lady's breasts are really nice," he said, then kissed, bit, rubbed, and pinched them. The woman in white closed her eyes, overwhelmed with shame and indignation, as if enduring immense grief.
After a while, the bearded man stood up, glared at Han Lei, and shouted, "Everyone come on, don't dawdle, there are more than fifty brothers here."
The bandits didn't expect to get a turn, and pounced on the girl like wolves, taking turns ravaging her. Han Lei watched silently from the side, enduring indescribable pain in his heart.
It wasn't until the morning of the next day that the more than fifty bandits had finished their turn, while the bearded man slept soundly on the side that night.

(2)
Han Lei went forward and helped the woman in white up. Her beautiful face had lost its luster, and the sweat on her face had not yet dried. Her head drooped weakly to one side. The two tender red nipples on her white and high breasts were still luscious.
"Miss...Miss..." Han Lei called softly.
The woman in white opened her eyes and glanced at Han Lei. Her beautiful eyes were somewhat dazed. She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes again, not looking at him again. Han Lei watched, feeling extremely painful.
"Alright, let's go," the burly man with the beard roared, glaring at Han Lei before walking towards the horses.
"Brother, this girl has been bound for over six hours, so tightly. She needs to be loosened and given some space," Han Lei said hesitantly.
The burly man turned back to Han Lei, his face grim. "You want to let her escape? This woman is incredibly fierce. We went through a lot of trouble to capture her. You want to untie her now… oh, okay, she's been bound for so long, she needs some exercise."
"No, no, brother, you can tie her body to a tree and untie her arms. Actually, I think… she won't run away in her current state, she won't run away," Han Lei knew that if the girl escaped after being untied, it would be troublesome. She was very weak and unarmed; the burly man could catch up and recapture her alone, then she would belong to him. Han Lei repeatedly said, "She won't run away," intending to remind the girl that she must not try to escape at this moment.
"No need to tie her to the tree anymore," the burly man with the beard chuckled as he walked up to the girl, kneading her breasts for a while before turning her over and untying the ropes.
"Brother, she said she wanted to be with me; she's my wife now," Han Lei said, reminding not only the burly man but also the girl.
"Really? She said that?" the burly man asked, standing to the side after untying the ropes, staring at the girl.
The woman in white lowered her head, closed her eyes, and remained motionless for a long time. Han Lei watched her nervously.
"Yes, I said it; he is my husband," the woman in white replied, presumably already understanding the relationship.
She covered her private parts with shredded trousers, her arms crossed over her chest, massaging them together to improve blood circulation. Her head remained lowered, her eyes unfocused. When Han Lei raped her, he only pulled her trousers down slightly because her calves were tied to her thighs.
The others, finding them in the way, had already torn their trousers, leaving her practically naked.
Han Lei breathed a sigh of relief. The burly, bearded man stared at her for a long time before saying impatiently, "Alright, alright, stop dawdling, let's go."
The bandits mounted their horses, and Han Lei took off his clothes and draped them over the woman in white, helping her onto the horse as well. Han Lei noticed that the girl had been raped by the bandits all night, her mind was dazed, and she had lost control of her bladder. He felt immense pain in his heart.
Han Lei and the girl rode off one after the other on a horse, following the bandits. Leaving behind a pile of naked women.
Han Lei bent down and took a water bag from the bag beside the saddle, handing it to the woman in white. "Would you like something to eat? I have some dry rations and water here." The woman in white remained motionless and silent.
Han Lei sighed. "Girl, try to think positively. Don't ruin your health. I'll let you run away when I have the chance."
Seeing that the woman still wouldn't speak,
Han Lei put the water bag back. Han Lei whispered in the woman's ear from behind, "You're my wife now. No one else will touch you, but you mustn't run away. That would show you don't want to be my wife. If they catch you again, you won't belong to me alone anymore."
The woman in white lowered her head and remained silent. Their bodies were close together. The girl's fragrance stirred Han Lei's heart, and her soft body made him lose control. His penis had unconsciously become erect, pressing hard against the girl's buttocks.
Han Lei felt a little embarrassed, but seeing that the girl didn't react at all, he remained still.
The burly man with the beard kept glancing at Han Lei and the woman in white, feeling angry.
The burly man with the beard rode up to them and shouted, "Alright, tie her up. What if she runs away when we need to do business again? Maybe she was just lying when she agreed to be your wife. It'll be harder to catch her once she regains her strength." The burly man was displeased and wanted to torture the woman in white. He also had a sliver of hope: if the woman in white resisted and knocked Han Lei aside to escape, he could catch up and capture her alone.
"Brother..."
"Hurry up, or I'll do it."
"Okay...I'll do it," Han Lei said softly, taking the rope. "Miss, I'm sorry to trouble you." He paused, removed the clothes draped over the woman in white, and began to tie her up. The woman in white did not resist, letting Han Lei tie her up on horseback.
"Tie her up tighter!" the burly man roared.
The woman in white's body twisted as the ropes tightened, and with the jolting of the horse, her full, high breasts and rosy nipples trembled slightly.
The burly, bearded man gazed greedily at her. "Hmph, with such a formidable wife, you'd better keep a close eye on her. Don't let her sneak up on us while we're asleep or not paying attention. From now on, keep her tied up, even her legs," the burly man admitted, genuinely harboring such concerns.
Han Lei, on horseback, bound the girl's legs to his thighs, then held her waist, helping her maintain her balance.
"Brother, where are we going now?" one of the bandits shouted.
"Let's wander around a bit, then head back to the stronghold tonight. Haven't been back for days. Damn it, in these chaotic times, even thieves don't have a safe haven. I wonder if the war will reach this area," the burly man cursed as he replied.
Han Lei helped the girl put her clothes back on, and they ran at a leisurely pace with the bandits.
Seeing the girl silent and dazed, Han Lei knew she had suffered a great emotional blow and feared she might do something rash. He gently comforted her, "Girl, don't be sad. I'll have a chance to let you run away. You're so young and beautiful, many good young men will like you… It's not your fault. You're still a beautiful and lovely girl. So many handsome young men will try their best to marry you and grow old with you…"
Han Lei comforted the girl all the way, trying to cheer her up, but she seemed like a block of wood, remaining silent. Han Lei persisted, and seeing her silence, he started talking about his childhood.
He had originally been a young master, but when he was thirteen, his family fell into ruin, his parents died, and years of war forced him to become a bandit. He rambled on, not knowing if the girl listened, but he seemed to be getting happier the more he talked.
"There are people over there!" one of the bandits shouted.
"Go check it out!" the bearded man ordered, and the bandits spurred their horses away.
Two young men sat on a donkey cart, looking around nervously at the bandits.
One of the bandits shouted, "Who else is in the cart?"
An old woman lifted the curtain and said tremblingly, "If you want money, heroes, I... I only have a few ingots of silver here. Heroes... don't think it's too little," she said, holding out a handful of silver.
"I just robbed six or seven hundred taels of silver yesterday. Why would I care about your two taels of rubbish? You, go check inside the cart," the burly, bearded man ordered menacingly.
One of the bandits dismounted, went to the donkey cart, lifted the curtain, glanced inside, and turned back, saying, "Brother, there's nothing there."
"Damn it, let's go," the burly man said, reining in his horse and galloping away.
Han Lei, lagging behind, rode his horse to the donkey cart and whispered, "Old lady, do you have any girls' clothes?
Give me a set."
The old woman hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes," and rummaged through the cart, pulling out two pieces of women's clothing and handing them over. Han Lei didn't have time to look closely, simply saying "Thank you," and spurred his horse to catch up with the bandits ahead.
Once the bandits were far away, the old woman breathed a sigh of relief and lamented, "I wonder whose daughter suffered this fate. It's such a pity, she's so beautiful."
The entire morning passed, and the bandits hadn't found anything. Han Lei continued chatting idly, and as he walked, he noticed the girl seemed a little off. Her body swayed slightly from time to time, as if she were a little anxious.
"Girl, what's wrong?" Han Lei asked, leaning forward.
The girl remained silent, but her beautiful face, which had been expressionless for so long, was slightly flushed. Han Lei thought for a while before suddenly realizing, "Girl, do you need to relieve yourself?"
The girl hesitated for a moment before finally nodding. Han Lei was delighted: "Knowing she needs to relieve herself and being shy means there's still hope."
"Brother, let's rest for a bit," Han Lei called out.
"Yes, let's rest for a bit," several bandits echoed.
"There's a river ahead, let's rest when we get there," the bearded giant shouted.
Soon, the bandits stopped at a riverbank, dismounted, and led their horses to drink. Han Lei filled two bags with water, and while watering his horse, he looked around. The girl, bound hand and foot, was wearing Han Lei's outer garment. She looked uneasy and anxious, her arms tied behind her back and her legs bent, making it difficult for her to maintain her balance. She moved cautiously.
Han Lei spotted a large rock not far away and led his horse over.
"Han Lei, where are you going?" the bearded giant seemed to have been watching them the whole time.
"I'm going to take a dump," Han Lei chuckled, and the girl's face turned even redder.
"The brothers all want to rest, don't untie her," the bearded giant shouted.
"Hmm... Brother, I have a plan," Han Lei didn't immediately agree; he knew he had to untie the girl.
Reaching the back of the large rock, Han Lei lifted the girl down and said, "Girl, I've untied your ropes, but don't even think about running away. It's very difficult to escape now. My brother is probably still watching us; if you run, he'll find out." Han Lei untied the girl's ropes, took the women's clothes the old woman had given him from the bag beside the saddle, and placed them aside. He also put down the two bags of water he had just filled, saying, "Girl, use the water in these bags to wash yourself later. I... I'll turn my back. My brother won't let me untie you. If I leave here, he'll become suspicious after a while." Han Lei then led the horse aside, turned his back, and crouched down to keep watch for the girl.
The girl hesitated for a moment, then, without thinking, crouched down in the corner of the rock.
A moment later, Han Lei heard the sound of water behind him, knowing the girl was washing herself. She was covered in mud, sweat, urine, and semen; two bags of water probably wouldn't be enough. He said, "Miss, if you don't have enough water, hand me the bags, and I'll go get some more."
The girl didn't answer. After a while, the water stopped, and a rustling sound came from behind her as she dressed.
A moment later, the rustling stopped, and Han Lei asked, "Are you done, Miss?"
The girl still didn't answer.
"I'm going to turn around now. I'll count to three, and if you don't respond, I'll turn around." Han Lei counted to three, but the girl didn't respond. Han Lei turned around.
The girl was already dressed, her expression returning to its bleak and indifferent state, her eyes somewhat vacant. Being a girl, her hair was neatly combed, a single strand of black hair still glistening with water. The original owner of the clothes was probably not fully developed; they made the girl appear very thin. The light green top clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, revealing the outline of her proud breasts.
Because she wasn't wearing underwear, her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. After a simple wash and dressing, the girl, now dressed in new clothes, looked incredibly alluring and beautiful, breathtakingly so. Han Lei was momentarily stunned. Han
Lei remained motionless for a while. Suddenly, the girl leaned close to him, snatched the saber from his waist, and pressed the tip against his chest. Han Lei was shocked. He had been somewhat distracted and hadn't expected the girl to do this. Her movements were lightning fast; he had no time to react, only feeling the blade pierce his chest. "Girl...don't kill me, girl, spare my life!" Han Lei's face turned pale.
The girl held the knife, her eyes fixed on Han Lei, the tip already piercing his chest, blood flowing down.
Han Lei was terrified. "Girl, spare me! Girl... I raped you because... because... I promised to let you escape, but now that you've killed me, it'll be hard for you to get away... It's not that I don't want to protect you, it's... I can't protect you..." Han Lei's voice trembled.
The girl looked at Han Lei, tears slowly welling in her eyes. Her hand went limp, and the knife fell to the ground. Han Lei was still shaken, his eyes wide open, his voice filled with fear, "Girl..."
The girl turned away, sobbing.
Han Lei composed himself and mustered his courage, saying, "Girl, my brother won't let me untie you, I... I'll tie you up anyway," he said, staring at the girl. The girl was still sobbing and ignored him. Han Lei was at a loss.
"Girl, if this goes on too long, my brother might come to check on you. I... I'd better hurry... tie you up. If you don't answer, I'll tie you up," Han Lei said after a long pause.
The girl was still sobbing. Han Lei picked up the rope from the ground, went behind her, and touched her arm. She didn't move. Han Lei, emboldened, draped the rope over the back of her neck, twisted her arms behind her back, and bound her tightly.
The girl remained motionless, letting the rope tighten around her.
"Why don't you tie it looser, or make a slipknot so I can untie it myself and escape?" the girl finally spoke through her sobs. Although she offered her opinion, she didn't resist, letting Han Lei bind her tightly.
Han Lei replied, "No, it'll be troublesome if my brother finds out. He might find some excuse to deal with you. I'll tie your legs too. Let's go."
Seeing that the girl didn't object, Han Lei picked her up and placed her on the ground, bound her legs, and then lifted her onto the horse. He put on his coat, led the horse, and walked out from behind the rocks.
"Hey, why did she change her clothes? Didn't I tell you the brothers were resting and not to untie her?" the burly man with the beard glared as he approached.
Han Lei grinned and replied, "Brother, this little thing won't stump me. I'll tie a rope around her neck and waist, bind her to a big rock, then stand as far away as possible, hold a knife to her neck, untie the ropes on her arms first, but don't untie her legs, let her change her clothes herself, then tie her arms again, and change her pants. If she dares to do anything out of line, I'll kill her. This girl is already terrified of us, hehe, she's very obedient. She's my wife now, she can't keep showing her nipples and her little hole pressed against the saddle all the time, can she?"
The burly man stared at the girl's curvaceous body and proudly erect breasts, swallowed hard, and walked away without saying a word.
Han Lei suddenly remembered something, turned to the girl and said, "By the way, you haven't eaten in a long time, have you?"
The girl didn't speak. Han Lei led his horse to the riverbank, filled two bags with water, and then walked aside, stopping a short distance from the bandits. He lifted the girl, who was bound by ropes, off the horse and took some dry rations from the saddlebag.
Han Lei placed the girl on the grass, supporting her head and neck with his arm, his back to the bandits. He held the rations to the girl's mouth and said, "Girl, I was so scared I forgot. Eat something now, don't go hungry, otherwise you won't have the strength to escape."
The girl looked at Han Lei for a moment, lowered her eyes, and slowly opened her small mouth. Han Lei was secretly pleased and fed her the rations. The girl took a small bite and chewed slowly. Han Lei then held the water bag to her mouth. She took a sip and swallowed, pursing her lips—she looked incredibly cute.
Han Lei felt that she was like a little lamb at that moment, gentle and adorable, her face regaining some of its former spirit. But when she had pointed a knife at his chest earlier, he had thought she was a ruthless woman. Han Lei felt a mixture of love, fear, respect, and pity for the girl.
After she ate two pieces of dry rations, Han Lei, somewhat distracted, accidentally spilled water on her chest.
"Ouch!" Han Lei quickly reached for her chest, his hand touching her full, soft breasts, feeling an instant sense of comfort. He unconsciously placed his hand on her breasts, gently squeezing and pressing them, finding it even more pleasurable than when he first touched her breasts.
The girl stared at Han Lei, who, realizing his mistake, quickly withdrew his hand, saying, "I...I didn't mean to..." Seeing that she didn't react strongly, he lowered his hand again, gently kneading her breasts. Her already tight-fitting clothes were now soaked, her delicate nipples clearly visible through the fabric.
"You..." the girl blushed and closed her eyes.
Han Lei didn't make any further moves. He knew she had been raped by the bandits all night, and the mental and physical fatigue and pain hadn't subsided; he shouldn't rape her again today. Besides, the girl had asked for it last night, but not today. Even his touch on her breasts was very gentle, almost soothing.
Being a bandit, Han Lei had picked up some of his bandit nature over the years. The girl was tightly bound and unable to resist, which emboldened him. He completely forgot about the steel knife pressed against his chest earlier. He figured he'd release her after they returned to the village tonight, and if he didn't touch her now, he might not get another chance.
Han Lei rubbed and stroked her for a while, then asked with a smile, "Girl, would you like some more? You won't have the strength to run if you don't eat."
"Take your hands off me first," the girl said, her eyes closed.
Han Lei removed her hands and brought the dry rations to her lips. "I'm your husband, aren't I? Hehe…Girl, what's your name?"
The girl didn't answer and took another bite of the rations.
The bandits, having rested enough, urged their horses onward. Han Lei, on horseback, held the girl, bound by ropes, feeling an indescribable tenderness and contentment. He wished he could hold her like this forever.
The girl leaned back in Han Lei's arms, fast asleep. After the mental and physical torment, she deserved a good rest.
The horse wasn't running fast; with each rhythmic sway, the girl's breasts trembled gently through her clothes. Her breathing was even, her nostrils twitching slightly, her face serene and peaceful. She occasionally pursed her lips, nestled against Han Lei as if in the arms of her closest confidant.
"Does she have feelings for me? She seems to trust me a lot, but… sigh, how can I be worthy…" Han Lei thought, gazing at the sleeping girl.
It was already late afternoon, and the girl was still asleep in Han Lei's arms. Two pairs of eyes were watching them from afar.
"Bandits," one said.
"Should we tell the general?" the other asked.
“Just a few bandits. Hmm, you should still go and report.”
“Okay,” the man said, turning and mounting his horse to gallop away.
Inside the temporary central tent of the military camp, a general sat upright. A scout rushed in, “Reporting, General Zhao, a group of men has appeared in the distance, suspected to be bandits, about fifty in number.”
General Zhao frowned. “I’ve heard that bandits are rampant here. I, the vanguard, am about to head to the front lines. I’ll do some good deeds for the people along the way.”
“Damn it, not a single business,” the bearded man cursed. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men, more than five hundred in number, charged from the hillside beside them, quickly approaching the bandits. A warrior in armor, wielding a large sword, ran at the forefront, a large banner fluttering behind him bearing the character “Zhao.”
"It's that kid Zhao Hui. How come there are soldiers here too?" The burly man with the beard was surprised. He then turned and shouted, "Brothers, hurry up and run back to the stronghold!" The bandits scattered in all directions. Han Lei, having already sensed the danger, was the first to run. By the time the burly man gave the order, he was already quite a distance away.
Han Lei spurred his horse forward. A hail of arrows came from behind. Han Lei bent down, pressing the girl beneath him, and urged the horse on. He heard the screams of his companions falling from their horses, wounded by arrows.
The girl had been awakened and asked, "What happened?" Han Lei didn't answer, only focusing on urging the horse on. The noise behind him gradually faded away, and when he looked back, he couldn't see a single person. Han Lei was still uneasy and ran for another half an hour before stopping.
"That was close," Han Lei said
, wiping his sweat. Silence reigned all around. Only the two of them remained in the vast wilderness. Han Lei realized it was time for him and the girl to part.
"Girl, what's your name?" The girl remained silent.
Han Lei hesitated, reluctant to untie her ropes, and she remained silent as well.
The horse slowly pulled away, and the two remained silent. Han Lei held the girl's waist, a feeling of loss welling up inside him. Finally, he spoke, "Girl, I'll untie you now, but you must promise me you won't stab me with the knife again." The girl remained silent.
Han Lei sighed, untied the ropes from the girl's hands and legs, and jumped off the horse. The girl crossed her arms, rubbing her arms, and remained silent with her head down.
Han Lei looked at the girl, feeling waves of sorrow and loss in his heart. The girl also jumped down, and suddenly reached out to snatch the knife from Han Lei's waist. Although Han Lei was somewhat wary, he tried to block the girl's arm, but her arm coiled around like a snake. In terms of skill, he was far inferior to the girl, and he watched helplessly as his knife was in her hand.
Han Lei was terrified. "Miss, I saved you..." Before he could finish speaking, the girl's knife was already at his neck. Han Lei felt a chill on his neck and instantly felt his soul leave his body.
The girl stood there, holding the knife, looking at Han Lei, and said, "This strike is punishment for your rudeness to me."
Han Lei thought he was about to die, but he stood there for a long time without falling. He touched his neck and found that he was unharmed. It turned out that the girl had struck him with the back of the knife.
Han Lei's face turned ashen. He thought this girl was truly unfathomable. He wondered if she would continue to strike him a few more times.
The girl threw the knife at Han Lei's feet and said, "I still have to repay your kindness, to repay the kindness of saving me. I said you... you are my husband, and I will not go back on my word. If... if you despise me and do not want to be my husband, then don't be a bandit anymore. Come back to my master with me, and my master will take you in." The girl's eyes reddened as she spoke.
Han Lei was still in shock and dizzy for a long time. He said in a slightly trembling voice, "Really?"
The girl nodded.
Han Lei felt relieved, his voice still trembling, "How could I despise you, young lady? I'm only afraid you
'll despise me, your master..." The young lady lowered her head and said softly, "Husband, my name is Hua Xueru. Like you, I lost my parents at a young age and was taken in by my master. He is kind and benevolent and will take you in. But you must change your bandit ways and stop doing evil."
Han Lei nodded hurriedly, "Miss Hua, I will. Thank you for your great kindness."
Hua Xueru looked up at Han Lei and said plaintively, "Why do you call me Miss Hua and are so polite? Don't you consider me your wife? You are the first... If you don't want to, I..." Hua Xueru wanted to say "I will die," but she didn't say it. She felt that saying it would be tantamount to threatening Han Lei.
Han Lei hurriedly said, "No, no, no, how could I refuse? But please don't wrong yourself, young lady. To repay a debt of gratitude, you must become my wife."
Hua Xueru lowered her head again and said in a low voice, "I...I'm not doing this to repay a debt of gratitude, I...I...You, do you really want me to say it..." Hua Xueru suddenly became coquettish.
Although Hua Xueru's coquettishness was just a playful pout, Han Lei was startled. The fright he had just experienced had made him extremely respectful of this girl.
After a moment of silence, Hua Xueru said, "Then let's go. I originally came out with some fellow disciples, but then I ran off on my own. I was delayed on the road, and I was afraid they would worry, so I rushed back. I didn't expect to meet you. Perhaps this is fate bestowed upon us by heaven."
Han Lei nodded mechanically, his smile somewhat stiff. He was now very afraid of this girl, even though he had once liked her so much. He began to doubt how he could be her husband in the future.
Seeing that Han Lei didn't move, Hua Xueru mounted her horse first, rode a few steps, and turned to Han Lei, saying, "Aren't you getting on?"
"Where should I sit?" Han Lei asked timidly.
Hua Xueru was a little annoyed and glared at Han Lei, saying, "You...you sit on the horse's tail."
Han Lei was stunned for a moment, then mounted the horse and carefully sat behind Hua Xueru, holding onto the saddle with both hands.
Hua Xueru was stunned for a moment, then spurred the horse away.
Han Lei was very silent the whole way, completely different from the Han Lei who had been gently comforting Hua Xueru before. He held onto the saddle obediently, not daring to touch Hua Xueru, and even keeping his body as far away from her as possible. He only spoke a few words when Hua Xueru asked him questions.
It wasn't until evening that Hua Xueru finally couldn't help but turn around and ask, "You...why are you so honest? Do you dislike me?" The fragrance of Hua Xueru's breath wafted into Han Lei's nostrils, but it failed to stir his heart at this moment.
Han Lei hurriedly said, "No, no, I..." Han Lei hesitated for a long time, "I am indeed a little afraid of you, young lady."
"You're afraid of me? You're my husband! How come you don't even touch me? Would I eat you up? How did you treat me before? Have you become a different person now?"
"You...you were tied up before, so I wasn't afraid of you, but...but..." Han Lei didn't know what to say. The knife wound on his neck still lingered in his mind. He felt he couldn't understand the girl's thoughts and dared not lay a hand on this beautiful girl or say anything carelessly. He didn't know when he might anger her and she would stab him again.
Hua Xueru remained silent for a long time before saying, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have frightened you." She felt the situation was serious and needed a solution. What kind of couple was this? She wasn't in a hurry to be intimate with Han Lei, but she felt that if this continued, it would create a rift between them.
The horse ran for a long time, and both remained silent.
Hua Xueru reined in the horse, jumped off first, and said, "Let's rest for a bit."
Han Lei also quickly jumped off.
Hua Xueru stared at Han Lei without speaking for a long time. Han Lei felt uncomfortable under her gaze, smiled awkwardly, and avoided her eyes. "Miss Hua, no, Xueru, how long will it take us to get there?"
Hua Xue Ru didn't answer him, lowering her head. "If you think tying me up will make you less afraid, then tie me up again," she said, taking a rope from the bag on the horse and handing it to Han Lei.
Han Lei hurriedly said, "No, no, how could I dare to tie you up again?"
"You...you don't want to be my husband anymore?" Hua Xue Ru's eyes glistened with tears.
Han Lei was stunned, at a loss. Hua Xue Ru turned her back and whispered, "Tie me up, I won't blame you."
"No need, I will...I will...we'll get better over time," Han Lei didn't know what to say.
"Tie me up, you are my husband, I will obey you. If you can't remove the obstacle in your heart, I'm afraid we can't be husband and wife."
Hua Xue Ru's soft and charming voice stirred Han Lei's emotions. This lovely girl in front of him was now his wife, what was there to be afraid of? She wouldn't feel good either, he should be bolder.
Summoning his courage, Han Lei stepped forward and bound Hua Xueru's hands behind her back, securing her tightly. He then turned her around, gazing at her beautiful face, and felt a surge of love and gratitude. He lowered his head and kissed her. Han Lei's hands caressed her shoulders, back, and down to her full hips and breasts. Hua Xueru obediently raised her head and chest, responding to Han Lei's caresses and kisses. Han Lei hadn't bound her legs, and they remained motionless.
They lingered for a long time, until darkness fell. Han Lei lifted Hua Xueru onto his horse and urged it onward, their journey filled with tender moments.
...
The next morning, Han Lei woke up yawning, leaning against a tree. Hua Xueru, bound in his arms, looked up and asked, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, yes, very well," Han Lei said with a smile.
"Then let's go," Hua Xueru said.
"Okay," Han Lei lifted Hua Xueru onto his horse and continued on his way.
After walking for an hour, they saw a stone with the words "Shuanglong Town" written on it. Hua Xueru said, "Do you have any money left? I'll go to town to buy some things."
"Buy what? Let's go together."
"No, your outfit will arouse suspicion. I'll go buy you clothes to change into, and some medicine," Hua Xueru said.
"Buy medicine?"
"Hmph, I was raped by those bandits all night. I'm afraid I... I'll get pregnant with an illegitimate child. It's alright, my internal strength is somewhat developed, it's a minor matter, it won't harm my body. But you are not allowed... you are not allowed to rape me for a month." Under Han Lei's gentle comfort and nourished by love, Hua Xueru had overcome the pain of being raped by the bandits. Her charming expression made Han Lei extremely fond of her, and he had completely eliminated his psychological barrier.
"Then, you have to be careful. How are you feeling now?" Han Lei asked, looking at Hua Xueru.
“I’ve practiced martial arts since I was a child, so my body isn’t a problem. I’m worried about you though, your skills are so poor.
Wait for me here, don’t wander off,” Hua Xueru smiled, her silvery voice melodious.
“I’m a grown man, and I have no money, who would want to mess with me?” Han Lei said, untying the ropes binding Hua Xueru.
“Alright, I’m off, I’ll be right back,” Hua Xueru rubbed her arms, dismounted, and galloped away.
Han Lei watched Hua Xueru’s retreating figure, then dismounted and tied his horse to a tree, stretched, and began pacing around.
After a while, a voice rang out, “Look, bandits!”
“Yes, judging by their attire and horse, that’s it.”
Four men rushed out of the nearby woods, knives and forks in hand, heading straight for Han Lei. Han Lei was startled and hurriedly shouted, “I’m not a bad person, a girl can vouch for me in a moment.”
The men ignored him, and the one in front swung his knife at him as soon as he got close. Han Lei drew his sword to meet the attack. Han Lei's martial arts skills were poor to begin with, and he was outnumbered. After only a few exchanges, one of them slashed his arm. Han Lei, in pain, turned and fled, not even having time to untie the reins of his horse. Several men gave chase.
Han Lei ran desperately, blood seeping from his arm. He ran for a full quarter of an hour, already deep in the mountains, far from where he and Hua Xueru had parted.
Han Lei's strength gradually gave out. As he ran, someone from behind threw a fork at him, hitting him squarely in the lower back. Han Lei screamed and fell to the ground, his chest hitting a large rock. He immediately felt a burning sensation in his throat and felt dizzy.
One of them caught up and swung his sword. Just as the sword was about to strike Han Lei, a "clang" sounded, and the sword seemed to be deflected by something, flying to the side. Two more men raised their swords to strike Han Lei, and again, "clang, clang,"
the swords flew away.
The group was shocked. Before they could recover, a figure stood before them. "Several of you bullying one person? That's so unfair!"
The man appeared to be in his early twenties, with a handsome and refined face, thick eyebrows, and bright, unwavering eyes. His complexion was like jade, and he wore a yellow robe and a white turban, with a sword at his waist.
"Who are you?" one of the men chasing Han Lei asked.
"I am Lin Feng. You're going too far," the young man said.
A boy, his eyes filled with grief and indignation, gasped, "He's a bandit! Bandits commit all sorts of evil deeds, and we've suffered greatly because of them. Yesterday, a bandit robbed my sister!"
Han Lei hurriedly cried out, "This has nothing to do with me! I... I'm not a bad person!"
Lin Feng looked at Han Lei and said, "He doesn't seem like a bad person. Not all bandits are bad. Many of them become bandits because they have no other choice. Let him go."
The men chasing Han Lei exchanged glances. They knew this Lin Feng was no ordinary person, and they were probably no match for him.
Lin Feng walked up to Han Lei, tapped Han Lei's waist twice, and then pulled out the steel fork. The fork had penetrated deeply, drawing considerable blood, but after removing it, no large amount of blood gushed from the wound.
Lin Feng stared at Han Lei, a look of astonishment in his eyes. "You possess superior internal strength, how could you..."
Han Lei, confused, endured the excruciating pain and said, "Thank you... young man... for saving me," before collapsing, breathless, and fainting. Lin Feng helped Han Lei up, placing his palms on his back. After the time it takes to eat a meal, Han Lei opened his eyes.
Lin Feng withdrew his palms and said, "Your injuries are quite severe; you need some time to recuperate. However, I don't understand... please tell me honestly, have you practiced internal strength?"
Han Lei shook his head and said, "I've only practiced a few rough fist and foot techniques. I've never known anything about internal energy." Han Lei paused after speaking, "Oh, when I was a child, I was weak and sickly. I met an uncle who said he could cure my illness. He taught me some breathing and energy circulation methods, saying that they could strengthen my body. After practicing them, I felt my body getting better and better, and I never got sick again. Could it be..."
Lin Feng nodded and said, "I understand. That person only taught you how to cultivate and practice your Qi, but he didn't teach you how to circulate your Qi, let alone fist, foot, or sword skills. You don't understand the mysteries of it. But circulating your Qi isn't difficult. You'll learn it quickly. I'll teach you a method of circulating your Qi now. You should take good care of your external injuries." After finishing his explanation, Lin Feng pressed against Han Lei's back again, saying, "Sink the Qi from the Dantian, follow the Ren Meridian to the Tanzhong point, pause briefly, enter the Du Meridian, reach the Baihui point on the top of the head, and descend to the Dazhui point..." With each acupoint Lin Feng mentioned, the corresponding area in Han Lei's body would heat up. Han Lei had been familiar with acupoints and their corresponding Qi circulation since childhood, so he quickly grasped the concept.
"Alright, go hide in the bushes over there and heal your injuries. Don't let anyone come to kill you again," Lin Feng said, then turned to the teenagers and asked, "Do you know where those bandits who kidnapped your sister are?"
"Yes."
"Then we'll go now and get your sister back. Please don't make things difficult for this brother," Lin Feng said casually.
The group nodded in agreement, but remained somewhat skeptical.
Han Lei, thinking of Hua Xueru, was about to speak when Lin Feng and the teenagers walked away side-by-side, followed by the others, quickly disappearing into the distance. Han Lei struggled to his feet and ran back. He hadn't run more than a few steps when everything went black, and he rolled down the hillside, landing unconscious in the grass.

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