【Return】(08) 【Author: (sfl0) Dr. Buwen】

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********** 　　... For example, Zhu Yuting initially called her "Auntie," gradually changing to "Sister Ting," and 　　then "Yuting" and "Zhu Yuting," indicating that the protagonist gradually came to regard her as his woman. The change in how he addressed Han Zhijia 　　was similar. 　　2. 　　Because my child is starting high school and needs to board, the start of school will likely take a few days, so I probably 　　wo n't 　　be able to update 　　until the weekend 　　next week . Thank you all for your support 　　! 　　Wishing everyone a happy Qixi Festival! ********** ... 　　Back home that night, I continued my intimate moments with Zhu Yuting in bed. She's becoming increasingly open, 　　sometimes even daring to sit in the room without underwear, watching South Korean porn with me, and then 　　experimenting with new positions on the chair. However, the night before last, I attacked her from behind while washing dishes, and she was very 　　unhappy. It wasn't that she was unhappy with my penetration, but rather that afterwards I used a yogurt bottle to collect 　　half a bottle of her secretions. After a while, under my sweet-talking onslaught, she forgave me, only 　　asking me not to embarrass her like that. Zhu Yuting is such a gentle and kind woman; to be honest, she's quite wet down there 　　. 　　Today was a little different. Yesterday morning, I went to the provincial capital to pick up my wife and father-in-law from their flight. After lunch, they 　　held their quarterly meeting at the provincial branch, and the afternoon passed just like that. I meditated and rested in the hotel 　　for three hours, and despite my abundant energy, I felt a bit aimless. I casually sent Xing Yun a WeChat message, and to my surprise, 　　she replied with a torrent of replies, almost like she was giving me a work report, and even sent me several selfies. She 　　was wearing a black bank uniform, which gave her a different kind of air about her. I'd always thought of her as a cute and individualistic young 　　woman, but these uniform photos made her look quite capable. 　　At 5:30, my wife's WeChat message suddenly popped up, telling me to call the hotel's kitchen manager to order food myself; the meeting had 　　to continue, and there would be some major personnel changes, making things a bit complicated. I called Yu Ting 　　, who said she was waiting for the boss in the provincial capital with the security chief for a meeting, and probably wouldn't be able to go home tonight. Her reaction was 　　gentle; she just told me to eat and rest well, and to drive carefully… Zhu Yu Ting is practically 　　the epitome of gentleness and virtue. 　　The chef's special braised pork with pickled bamboo shoots was really good; I ate my third 　　bowl of rice with the last bit of broth. Full and satisfied, I still had nothing to do at the hotel. I'm only moderately interested in the internet and games 　　. I mostly used to go online and play games for a while to keep my two younger sisters company, and my skill level was only good enough to serve 　　as their equipment pool. 　　Let's turn on the TV and watch the news. The vice governor is visiting Eastern Europe and has secured over twenty cooperation projects. 　　A quick shot of that old geezer, Xing Li, caught my eye. Objectively speaking, he's thin and frail, with gray hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses 　　, and has a certain scholarly air about him, like a university professor. 　　The fact that he can accompany a high-ranking official on a trip suggests that Rongxing Group has been doing quite well these past few years. He's certainly capable, but unfortunately, he's extremely indifferent to family ties 　　. His example is evident in his distant relationship with his children; not only is the father-son relationship strained, but even the children's relationships are barely there. Perhaps Xing Cui is the only exception. As far as I know, her grandfather 　　has doted on her since she was little, giving her 6% of the shares despite not helping the business at all. Adding Zhang Xiaoying's 2%, 　　she effectively owns 8%. Although Xing Guoqiang seemed somewhat detached from the board, 　　he was quite diligent 　　in his duties . To put it bluntly, even if he didn't achieve great things, he certainly put in the effort. The fact that he held 　　the same shares as a top-tier middle school English teacher only showed how biased the old man was. Xing Guoqiang had very little contact with his third uncle; only Xing Cui moved 　　among everyone with ease, and it seemed everyone had a good relationship with her. But I will always remember her pointing 　　her finger at me and hurling insults. Although it was just a few words, it was etched firmly in my heart, indelible. Suddenly, 　　I remembered our little flirtation a few days ago, and my jaw clenched, wanting to just rape her. 　　I had been looking forward to rekindling our long-awaited intimacy with my wife tonight, but the meeting went on until 　　after 10 pm. Tomorrow, my father-in-law has to attend some medical and pharmaceutical conference in Linjiang, so I had to 　　rush back overnight. I didn't arrive at the Huayou Hotel in Linjiang until 1:30 am. My wife and mother were already fast asleep in the car. I 　　couldn't bear to conquer her any further, so I simply held her tenderly as we slept. 　　I woke up at eight in the morning to find my wife already dressed and sitting sideways in a pearwood armchair, saying she wanted to go hiking. 　　I clung to her beautiful legs, encased in lace black stockings, pleading for intimacy, but she firmly refused. I complained that hiking was boring, and she laughed, saying, "Let's go to Xinglong Mountain for hot springs. You can do whatever you want tonight! 　　" 　　Upon hearing this, I immediately washed up, 　　changed, ate breakfast, and drove off twenty minutes later.

Saturday was supposed to be a day spent at home with Yuting, but my wife, sitting in the passenger seat, heard me and immediately picked up my new
phone to send Yuting a few WeChat messages to check on her. She said I had to accompany a very important guest to Xinglongshan Hot Springs and
wouldn't be back until tomorrow night, telling her not to worry and to take a good rest over the weekend. She added that she'd bring her some Xinglongshan
tea cakes when she got back. She also complained about how troublesome the South Korean guest was.
"My wife is so thoughtful!" I said gratefully, glancing at my phone.
"Of course, I'd do anything for my dear husband," she said, giving
me a playful kiss on the cheek.
"How long will Grandpa's meeting last today?" I couldn't bring myself to call my grandfather "Dad," so I usually called
him Uncle-Master, Father-in-law, or Father-in-law. Even face-to-face, I mostly called him Uncle-Master, and sometimes I even used
"Abuji" to get by.
"I've looked at the conference agenda. There's an opening ceremony in the morning, followed by the main conference, a buffet lunch,
breakout sessions in the afternoon, and a small reception in the evening."
"Is this going to be interesting? Or is it just for advertising?"
"This won't be easy. South Korea has always called its traditional medicine 'Korean medicine,' while the Chinese medical community
believes these are all from ancient China. South Korea doing this is considered historical revisionism; students don't recognize their teachers. Therefore,
the two countries have always been at odds on this issue. Because of the delicate situation on the Korean Peninsula, the China-Korea Friendship Association
and some high-ranking figures facilitated this exchange, hoping to enhance mutual understanding. The next step might
be commercial cooperation."
"Damn it, South Korea is so annoying, always plagiarizing things from China. Mom, you're Chinese too, you should
correct their erroneous views."
"I am indeed Chinese, but has this identity ever brought me any benefits? My mother was
burned to death by her compatriots; because I am Chinese, it's even more so in Indonesia—luckily, my father foresaw that something big was going to happen, and we
immigrated in time, thus escaping that horror—" She almost cried as she spoke.
I quickly changed the subject: "Ahem... Honey, don't think about the past.
What would you like to eat later?"
"I didn't eat much yesterday, so I need to eat something good today. Hmm—wild boar meat, how about it!?"
"Ugh! I just ate a big bowl of roast pork last night, it's a bit greasy, I don't want to eat pork anymore."
"Oh, hmm, how about dry-fried spring water fish?" Mom thought for a moment while gently biting
the second knuckle of her index finger, looking so cute.
"I don't want to eat fish either. I had grilled fish with Zhu Yuting on Caotou Street the night before last, and I can still
taste it."
"Oh, is that so? Then, let's eat chicken."
"I knew my wife loves eating dicks, hahaha!"
"What are you laughing at? Oh, you bad boy! You stinky husband! You try not eating it later if you dare." Mom
pinched my thigh, but I'm muscular, so she couldn't twist.
We laughed and chatted all the way, and by almost ten o'clock we had arrived at the foot of Xinglong Mountain and parked the car. We went to the hot spring hotel to get
a room, but unfortunately we couldn't book 205, the room we used for our first time, so we had to settle for 204 next door. Actually,
my wife prefers to stay on a higher floor, but only the first and second floors have indoor hot springs, so we had to make do.
My wife said we were going hiking, but she was wearing 12cm leopard-print high heels, a gray-brown short
dress with short sleeves, long gray-blue stripes at the neckline and sides, a blue velvet belt, and
a pleated skirt that was 15cm above her knees. Was she here to show off her fashion sense or to hike? My wife's answer
was, "I've tied my hair up, and these shoes have platforms, so how can it not be hiking?" Sigh,
I can foresee I'll be carrying her back to the hotel soon. Oh well, it's only natural for husbands to carry their wives and sons to carry their mothers
!
I have to admire my wife's ability to handle high heels; she walked for over half an hour up the stone steps before saying her legs were a little
sore and she wanted to sit down. Unfortunately, the stone benches and pavilions along the way were already packed with people. Looking up, I noticed
a rather steep path nearby that was deserted, and further up there seemed to be a gentler spot where she could
rest. I half-supported her as we walked up. There were indeed stone tables and benches, but they were piled high with fruit peels and food scraps, a complete mess
. Seeing her disgusted expression, I had no choice but to continue. Finally, we found a broken log by the roadside; its surface
was worn smooth, clearly indicating frequent use. I spread out a canvas for her to rest, give her some
water, and a digestive biscuit. We continued on our way, but after about ten minutes, she was clearly exhausted. I
offered to carry her, but she proudly refused.
In early summer, the mountain flowers were in full bloom, and the trees provided ample shade. The pleasant scenery, coupled with the cool breeze, made us
forget many of our worries. We suddenly decided to explore some less crowded paths, hoping to discover
even better scenery. After admiring a cluster of irises, we found a clump of wild grapes not far away. There were no
fruits yet, only lush, verdant vines. We took a few pictures.
I suddenly realized that we hadn't encountered any tourists in the past few minutes, so while taking a selfie, I grabbed my wife and kissed her
. She seemed quite aroused as well, her tongue lingering around mine. Her tongue is already quite long, and this time it almost
touched my uvula before stopping.
My hand also moved down her thigh to her crotch, but she stopped me abruptly, whispering shyly, "Honey, I need to use
the restroom!" Sigh! I'd already drunk one and a half 1.5-liter bottles of mineral water; of course I needed to pee!
Grabbing a pack of tissues, Han Zhijia carefully walked behind the grapevines, repeatedly emphasizing that I wasn't allowed to peek.
I was genuinely curious about what it would be like for such a beautiful woman to pee, but I didn't dare to try it out lightly. What if she got really angry ?
We probably wouldn't be able to soak in the hot springs that night. In this respect, my wife was definitely more assertive than Zhu Yuting. She would
state her bottom line beforehand, and within that, you could do whatever you wanted, but if you crossed that line, she would get very angry and might
really leave.
"Honey, come here for a second!"
Haha, could it be that my wife has come to her senses and wants to give me a live broadcast? I quickly went over.
"That annoying wind blew the paper away! Give me the paper wrapper, I'll pull it out myself!" Hahaha, I pulled out a section.
I carefully handed her the tissues, but she seemed a little worried I'd see below, so she hesitated to reach out. I chuckled
and crouched down, startling my wife who thought I was going to peek. She grabbed the package
, but lost her balance and threw the entire box of tissues several meters away onto the edge of a cliff. I was about to go and retrieve them when
she stopped me, saying it was too dangerous there and not worth it for a box of tissues.
"So you're not going to wipe yourself?"
"Then check if there are any more tissues in the bag."
"No, there are some in the big bag in the room, but I can't go down the mountain to get them now." I searched inside and out
three times.
"Well, then go try to pick them up, but be careful!" With the cool mountain breeze blowing on her lower body,
she had no choice but to give in.
In the few minutes we were discussing, the paper package had rolled to the outermost edge. Before I could even get close, it
was swept into the air by a whirlwind, scattering tissues everywhere, like a flock of
white doves taking flight against the blue sky. It looked beautiful, but my wife was in trouble. She's extremely clean, and she
'd probably go crazy if she didn't wipe herself after urinating.
"Waaah...honey, what do we do?" Mom instantly turned into a helpless little girl.
"Use my t-shirt!"
"No way, that's disgusting! I bought you this, I won't!"
"See? I said I'd just wear whatever Zhu Yuting bought me, but you wouldn't let me. Now we're in trouble." Just as she
was worrying, she could faintly hear voices coming from the mountain path. Mom completely panicked and had to struggle
to get up to put on her pants.
"Ouch, honey, I can't stand up, my legs are numb. Help me." Before she could even put on her underwear, she
collapsed, almost falling to the ground.
Suddenly, an idea struck me. I scooped her up, lifted her above my head, and licked
the small opening below her red vulva with my tongue. The pungent smell of the remaining urine didn't disgust me; instead, it aroused me even more. If
someone hadn't been about to come up, I probably would have just pulled down my pants and started having sex. I sucked hard on the opening with my lips, then
took a deep, forceful suck before putting her back on the ground and telling her to quickly put her pants back on.
The students on their outing quickly ran off, not even noticing our presence. My mother, looking uneasy,
handed me a bottle of mineral water and said with concern, "Disgusting, isn't it? Rinse your mouth with water right away."
"No, it's not like I haven't licked your genitals before."
"Oh, it's different."
"The two holes are only a few centimeters apart, a flick of the tongue can touch them."
"Ugh, stop talking, rinse your mouth now."
"No, my wife's genitals smell nice, I like to lick them, I'd lick anywhere on your body."
"Pah! So every time I pee—after I'm done—you'll lick me?"
"Okay, being toilet paper for my young and beautiful wife is my happiness!"
My mother's face turned red with embarrassment, and she slapped me hard before saying, "Rinse your mouth now, stop talking nonsense,
or you can forget about kissing me again." I had no choice but to rinse my mouth quickly, then took the chewing gum she handed me and
chewed it vigorously. My wife was finally satisfied, giving me a reward-like kiss on the cheek, but carefully avoiding my mouth.
We didn't climb to the top of the mountain; we only reached the "Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity" stone archway halfway down before taking the cable car down. After
lunch, I took a short nap and then soaked in the hot spring. The warm, mineral-scented water enveloped my body,
making every pore open and absorb nature's bounty, leaving me feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Even better was the sight of my mother, my wife, nestled between my legs, gazing lovingly at my penis, which she had been clamoring for.
I loved the feeling of her licking from my anus all the way to the urethral opening—it felt like an electric shock down my spine, absolutely blissful
!
Just as I was about to ejaculate, my mother stopped, clamping my penis between her full breasts, and
said with a playful smile, "Honey, you can't lick there anymore, it's disgusting! I know you
do it because you love me, but it doesn't have to be like that, it gives me goosebumps just thinking about it!"
"It's okay, I'd do anything for you," I said, lowering my head to kiss her forehead.
"I always feel a little guilty towards you. Tell me, how do you want me to repay you?
Anything is fine except for not letting me lick your pee."
"I have thought of something, but you definitely wouldn't want to." I immediately thought of that
flower I'd never managed to pluck.
"What? Tell me—wait, I know what you're thinking. Didn't we agree that you
'd give it to me after you finished with the Xing family's business? That was our gentleman's agreement!"
"Okay! Then you use your feet to help me, help me, help me with that…footjob."
"You brat, where did you learn this bad thing?"
"Isn't this just responding to my wife and mother's call to watch more censored videos?"
"But, but what if we get the spring water dirty? How are we going to soak then?"
"Just don't do it in this water, okay? Let's do it on the sofa. Put on those black stockings!"
Before she could refuse, I grabbed her and kissed her passionately until she couldn't breathe and struggled against me before letting
go. My wife carefully dried us, and then we went back to the sofa in the bedroom together. I, with my huge erection,
watched intently as she carefully put on her stockings, one by one, and even put on the garter belt. She was just too perfect. The sight of her jade-like legs
bending and stretching made my lower body jump again. What I couldn't resist was the seductive look in her eyes throughout the process, which
almost made my penis foam at the mouth and die. Her
beautiful feet, encased in stockings, first tentatively touched the base of my scrotum. Seeing my expressionless face, her other foot
followed, beginning to rub up and down my scrotum. Even though it was only at the bottom, my little brother was already excitedly nodding in
greeting to his mother! My beautiful mother, Han Zhijia, had two round, white breasts that trembled slightly on her bare upper body, but
unfortunately, I was lying on my back on the sofa and couldn't reach out to touch those red eyes of her breasts.
Her little feet, still warm from the hot spring soak, rubbed the base of her penis back and forth, then gradually switched to
moving up and down. Her crystal-colored toes would playfully tap the glans from time to time, eliciting a series of shakes of her head in protest from the red-headed glans
. It was comfortable, and stimulating enough, but Mom wasn't a professional foot fetishist, so she was somewhat indifferent.
Unable to ejaculate, I straightened up and reached out to pull her black-stockinged feet towards me.
My mother exclaimed, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"No, it's just too comfortable, so I want to take it a step further. My dear wife, let's do the Guanyin lotus position!"
"You naughty husband!" Then, gently, she sat on my lap, her back against my bent thighs, her right hand gripping
my penis and swinging it back and forth.
"Mother, everything is ready, let's quickly invite you into the trap!"
"Normally you can't say anything nice, but at times like this, your eloquence comes out!" Han Zhijia giggled as she
guided her son's penis into her vagina, a soft splashing sound at the point of contact making us both
laugh.
"Sexy mom, even footjobs with your own son can get you aroused!"
"Pah! Ah!" Be gentle! "Oh..."
I grasped her silk-stockinged feet with both hands, my lower body thrusting repeatedly, making her too comfortable to speak, only her silver
teeth occasionally clenching together.
"Wife, do you remember our first time? It was in the next room!"
"Mmm...!" Whew...ah...I've reached it, ah! Don't stop, you, you keep talking, hey!
Don't stop down there either. Oh! "
Good wife! The delicious food is here!" I suddenly released the dragon balls on my penis. "I remember you were the one
who seduced me first that day!"
"Ah...ah...pah! Nonsense! I was clearly...clearly a person, I was soaking in a hot spring, and you suddenly reached out and
touched me, my lower body. And...and you had the nerve to...cling to me. Ah...it feels so good
!" My seven dragon balls made her feel great, and her three fleshy rings also gave me wave after wave of pleasure. The first
time we made love, I was captivated by these three rings, layer upon layer of continuous and changing combinations of pleasure,
making it impossible to stop.
"You seduced me first! Who brings bodyguards to a hot spring, and even rents a room for two
? But you took off all your clothes first, and then forced me to take mine off too."
"I—I… ah… I let you into the pool, and… I didn't let you touch my body. Ah… I—"
A warm stream gushed from deep within my vagina, splashing onto my glans, almost making me ejaculate too. I quickly thrust in with all my might,
holding back the suction after the orgasm.
"You kissed me first, okay? If you hadn't used your mouth, how could I have done it? You
were just a nominal older sister back then!"
"…Hoo… How come you're so amazing today? Hoo… That day, I only kissed you once, but
you went in yourself later, I didn't force you." Mom actually came first, so it seems
the aphrodisiac effect of Xinglong Mountain Hot Springs really isn't a lie. But it seems the stimulation effect on me wasn't as obvious as it was on her.
"Hehe, I came from your pussy, and you still have the nerve to say you're not as good as me. A beautiful
woman like you lying on the bed with your legs wide open, no man could resist!"
"Hehe, good son, let Mom calm down first, hmm." Don't go out, just put it inside, put the dragon ball away
, don't move it around, Mom likes the feeling of you putting it inside. "Mmm, just like that, so warm and
comfortable! Mmm, right, just like that—you just don't have enough self-control. Even when I teased you before, Lawyer Ju
was always like a dead pig." Haha, this is probably one of the advantages of a mother-son marriage, being able to
talk about the embarrassing things about exes in the most intimate state. Mom continued, "I really don't know if Uncle-Master spoils you too much, you
get seduced by women so easily. What if it's a trap, you're doomed."
"To die in the body of a beauty like Mom, I think it's worth it! That lawyer from the South Korean country was just not up to
the task, he couldn't keep such a peerless beauty like you."
"You're so sweet-talking, I've recovered, my good husband, go ahead!"
My penis went all out, thrusting in and out of that secret passage quickly. In less than a hundred thrusts, Mom was already
screaming like her heart was being torn apart. Her red and tender lips were repeatedly pulled out by my penis, and the overflowing lustful fluid had soaked my
crotch, inner thighs, and even my lower abdomen. The swishing sound of thighs rubbing together, accompanied by the soft,
wet sounds of my penis entering and exiting her vagina, created a harmonious symphony of lovemaking. After another hundred or so deep thrusts, we reached our climax together.
My mother lay on top of me, her full breasts trembling slightly against my chest. Overwhelmed with emotion,
I whispered in her ear, "Wife, you're so wonderful!"
"How so?" she replied, slightly out of breath.
"Everything is wonderful! Especially those three rings there, they feel so good! They can suck my soul in,
I wish I could live inside them."
"Hehe, you've lived there before, and you stayed for ten months, and when you came out you made a ruckus all night!"
Her tongue darted restlessly against my ear again, "My dear husband, I love you so much!" "
Really?" My penis gradually regained its erection and moved once more inside her vagina.
"Nonsense! Of course it's true, when has Mom ever lied to you?"
"Hehe, that's hard to say. Remember in Xishuangbanna, you clearly found out I was your biological son, but you
didn't tell me, and you still slept with me that night, and even wanted it ten times in a row. That night, you
swallowed all my semen for the first time, which made me so excited, and then you left a note and ran away in the morning, making me sad
for a long time."
"Oh! Don't always dwell on things that are long past! A husband should be magnanimous
and forgive his wife's little mistakes. Besides, you know how painful it was for me to leave that day!
Having this kind of relationship with your own son, Mom definitely can't accept it for a while!"
"Then why did you still do it with me that night?"
"I couldn't help it! At that time, I had completely fallen in love with you, and even if you were my own son, it would be
hard to resist! You're so handsome, and you're so good inside, you always make me feel so good! Hmm... I
can't take it anymore."
I hugged her, sat facing her, and gently moved my lower body. My wife's head slumped on my shoulder,
her four nipples rubbing against each other, and she let out soft moans, like a song, "Hoo...uh...good husband
! Oh...oh...I, I really love you so much!"
After
dinner, my wife lay half-reclined on the bed, engrossed in her latest Korean drama on her
iPad. Clearly, she'd had her fill. Since there were no subtitles, I was exempt from even watching with her. I moved a chair
to the balcony and sat down to meditate, facing the Big Dipper, inhaling and exhaling the scattered yin and yang energies of the mountains, slowly refining them into
yang energy that I could use.
Suddenly, a sweatshirt was draped over my back, and my wife said softly, "Silly boy, the yin energy is strong in the mountains at night.
Be careful not to catch a cold with your upper body bare!" She then kissed my ear.
"Thank you for your concern, wife!"
She stroked my back for a while, then smiled and said, "Honey, I'm so sorry! I scratched
so many marks on your back. Quickly use your internal energy to heal them, don't let Zhu Yuting see! Be careful your mistress divorces you
, then I won't even have the chance to be your older sister. Remember that!" She patted my head again before turning and going back
inside.
Just then, a woman's moans came from next door, sweet and coquettish, clearly indicating she was doing *that*. This customer
was really bold; the balcony door must have been open, otherwise, such loud noises wouldn't have come through. The woman's moans were
extremely exaggerated, filled with lewd and obscene language; she was obviously a professional.
I couldn't help but be curious about this neighbor. To come to a hot spring hotel like this to hire a prostitute, and to do it so boldly,
she must be someone special! Anyway, my wife was obediently watching TV, so I might as well take the opportunity to peek over .
There was only a narrow wall separating the two balconies. Although the wall protruded a meter or so to prevent guests
from climbing, it was too easy for me. With a quick somersault, I reached the next balcony. Carefully peeking
into the room, I saw a slightly plump woman putting on a dress. Damn, this good-for-nothing, she was
done in five minutes.
"Take the money and get out of here, I have business to discuss later!"
"Thanks, boss! Remember to call me next time!" With that, the prostitute scurried out of the room.
The man grumbled as he got out of bed. He had long, wavy hair that reached past his ears, round black-rimmed glasses,
a goatee on his chin, and a very thin frame. His erection was probably not very impressive.
This was truly a case of finding something without even looking for it; this guy was the "sticky dog" I'd been searching for.
Who was Liu Qianjun meeting here? Was it Mad Pig? My luck was incredible!
Everything went smoothly when I was with my wife! After waiting for half an hour, someone finally knocked on the door. I carefully hid in
the corner by the balcony door.
The door opened and closed again, and a deep male voice rang out: "You son of a bitch, having sex again! You really
are a male dog!" Liu Qianjun didn't dare say anything more, just meekly agreed repeatedly.
"You fucking close the balcony door and draw the curtains. Are you afraid the people around don't know
what you're doing?" I jumped up and hung on the clothes hook, but Liu Qianjun didn't even look at the balcony. He simply glanced at it
and closed the door, carefully locked it, and then closed the curtains. The thick green woolen curtains completely blocked the view
inside. I had to rely on my ears. I gently poked a small
hole, about the thickness of a finger, into the air conditioner duct. Anyway, the air conditioner was useless, and the people inside soaking in the hot spring wouldn't feel any temperature change. Although
they were soaking in the hot spring in a small room further inside, I could still hear them talking.
Liu Qianjun first flattered the newcomer, but never used any title, just calling him "brother," so I couldn't be sure
if it was Crazy Pig himself. Neither of them had any followers, and their conversation consisted mainly of private or confidential matters. If it was the latter,
then this person, even if not Mad Pig, was certainly a high-ranking figure under his command. After listening for a while, it became clear that the two were discussing
the revenue of shops in various districts, making it over 90% likely that this person was indeed Mad Pig.
"Keep a close eye on that matter, but don't rush things. Since it's a legal transaction, don't go astray.
By the way, what happened to that 'bayonet' from last time?"
"No, it's really strange. The guy didn't get it, and then he just disappeared. I don't know if he ran away or
got killed! It's weird, a perfectly healthy person just vanishes like that. Damn it! He couldn't even handle a female doctor
, it's a bit eerie."
"Damn it, I told you not to buy a 'bayonet,' but you were so clever and looked for one from outside the province. This guy
made such a big fuss at the cemetery, and things were really tense a while ago. Everyone in the underworld was saying someone bought a bayonet to kill a 'White Fish
.' If the cops catch that knife and it gets involved, it'll be a huge problem."
"Brother, it's you—you were the one who called me that night to say you were worried about this 'White Fish,' that's why I
thought of helping you get rid of her."
"Damn it, I was drunk that night, and later...at home..."
I couldn't hear what they were saying because either of them got up from the hot spring or was splashing water on themselves.
"...Anyway, let's not worry about her for now. I'll handle it myself once this storm passes.
" "You decide! By the way, brother, that little rat still hasn't said anything. He seemed a bit tempted last time we talked, but he just
won't commit. I don't know if he's playing us or trying to squeeze more benefits out of us."
"Don't rush. These old-timers in the underworld are all blinded by that 'brotherhood' nonsense. We need to
take things slowly. It's more important to secure our own livelihood. Don't be fooled by Gui San'er's lack of activity right now. That
old fox is very cunning; he might already be trying to poach our members behind our backs."
"How about we strike first and take care of Missing Ear? Cripple his arm."
"Wouldn't that be making us the first to stick our necks out? The entire underworld and legitimate society of Linjiang would come to attack us and then take over our
territory."
"High investment and high risk bring high returns! I don't mean simply taking down a one-eared guy,
but a three-pronged attack from land, sea, and air. I'll use your connections in the legitimate world; if we're going to do it, we'll go all out,
crushing Gui San'er completely and ensuring he can never rise again. The first step, we can..."
Damn it, someone was scooping water again; I couldn't hear them. Just then, my wife's voice suddenly came from next door
: "Husband, husband, where are you?" Her voice was very anxious. I had to put this aside for now, flipped over
, and darted back to the balcony of 204. My wife was clearly startled, letting out a gasp, and then...
It was only then that I said, "Silly husband, where have you been? Dad's had an accident, come to the hospital with me right away."
"No way! What happened to Grandpa again? Wasn't he at a meeting today?"
"Hurry up and change your clothes, check out of the hotel, I'll explain in detail once we're in the car."
************
It turned out that after attending the party, Grandpa rushed back to the hotel and had a passionate encounter with Aunt Qiu. Who knew
he'd suddenly suffer a stroke and be rushed to the hospital. He's over sixty, how could he be so careless
! I know Grandpa's a drug fanatic, always concocting elixirs and making medicine. I wonder what secret formula he learned at today's meeting
, getting so excited he was driven mad, and then immediately going at it.
He was taken to the nearest hospital, the First Municipal Hospital. Cui Xiuyi and Aunt Qiu waited anxiously outside the emergency room. Aunt Qiu still
looked aroused, clearly satisfied with their previous encounter. It's a pity Grandpa's heart
couldn't handle such excitement.
My wife told Cui Xiuyi to go home and rest, and come back tomorrow morning. But the loyal Cui refused to leave, saying he absolutely
had to wait until the CEO was successfully saved. My wife could only let him sit beside her while she held Aunt Qiu and comforted her. I
could only gently pat her back to reassure her. We arrived at the hospital at 10 PM
. Around 1 AM, the emergency doctor came out and said the stroke had caused heart problems, requiring immediate major surgery
.
During the long wait, I carried my dozing wife to my lap to make her more comfortable. Cui Xiuyi went out to
the terrace to smoke and relax. Aunt Qiu, with red eyes, fell asleep alone with a small blanket. Women really do need
a man to protect them. I was relatively confident in my father-in-law. With his physique and Han Zhijia, that super
lucky star, he should be alright! He'd probably just need to stay in the hospital for a while and be fine. Thinking about this,
I also fell asleep.
Suddenly, the doctor woke me up, saying my father-in-law was dying! No way! How could he, so strong and healthy, have died?!
The two ladies burst into tears on the spot. The doctor said the patient wanted his relatives to take turns going in to see him one last time. This unexpected event
was far too devastating, far more
terrifying than my father's death or learning of my uncle's passing from the newspaper! Although my grandfather never knew I was his grandson, he had always taken good care of me, his nephew and son-in-law
, making me feel the happiness of having a family these past two years. But how could he? How could he…? I really didn't
want to think of that word, that fate that no mortal can escape. My eyes started to well up with tears. My
feelings for my grandfather were far deeper than I thought. I took a deep breath and desperately held back, because the woman sobbing in my arms needed
me as her strong support.
The first to go in was Ms. Qiu. She and my grandfather had an equal relationship. She owned the largest
chain of beauty salons in South Korea, and also had many of her salons in China. She didn't need my grandfather's financial gifts; they
were true lovers and friends. Ten minutes later, she came out and let Choi Soo-yi in. She hugged Han Ji-ga, crying and
saying something in Korean.
Seven or eight minutes later, Choi Soo-yi also came out, knelt down and kowtowed to Han Ji-ga and me, said a few more words
in Korean, and left. It was the first time I realized how useful Korean was; my wife had always been the translator, and I had never
thought of learning it myself. Ms. Qiu said goodbye and left, leaving only my wife and me to go in.
The ward wasn't as big as I had imagined. My grandfather's face was ashen, and he sat slumped on the bed with a support frame. Seeing us,
a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he gestured for us to sit down. His voice was booming and full of energy, not at all like someone nearing the end of their life. "A final burst of energy
"—that word flashed through my mind, and tears welled up uncontrollably again.
"Xing Kun! Jiajia! Don't be sad. I knew this was my fate, and I tried everything to
overcome it, but it was all in vain. Fate is hard to defy! Jiajia, go sit in the small room next door for a while. I
'll talk to Xiao Kun for a bit." His wife obediently covered her face and left.
"Xiao Kun, there are some things your master has never told you. He instructed me to tell you, but
I haven't had the chance until today. Do you know what our sect is called
?"
"Well, my master said our sect doesn't have a name because the great Taoist master Laozi said, 'The nameless is
the beginning of heaven and earth,' and another great master, Zhuangzi, also said, 'The perfect man has no self, the divine man has no merit, the sage has no name,' so
we don't have a name."
"Very good. Do you know what our connection is with Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism?"
"It is both relevant and irrelevant. We take the Way of Heaven as our guide. Those who conform to
the Way of Heaven's principle of 'taking from the surplus to give to the deficiency' are my friends, both within and outside the Three Teachings. Those who defy the Way of Heaven's principle of 'taking from the deficiency to give to the surplus' are my enemies.
Members of our school can act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate those who defy the Way of Heaven! Many within the Three Teachings are driven by ambition and greed. Confucianism,
inherited by petty Confucians, has already gained prominence and enjoys exclusive authority in the imperial court. They vehemently suppress dissent in their doctrines, fundamentally violating
the principles of benevolence and righteousness of Confucius and Yan Hui. Before Kou Qian attached himself to imperial power, Taoism was the Way of Peace..." The Zhengyi and Tianshi sects still retained
their Daoist essence of practicing the Dao through human effort. However, after Kou Qian and others in the Northern Wei Dynasty, they became nothing more than charlatans clinging to imperial power.
Fame and fortune, inherently perverse things that shorten one's lifespan, were sold to those who possessed the most of these things—a complete waste of time and
resources. The Buddhist sects were similar. The Tiantai and Huayan sects, which flourished during the Six Dynasties,
were merely tools of power. Only the Chan sect, after Emperor Wu of Tang's persecution of Buddhism, retained its natural
essence of tranquility and non-action…
"Very good. Third Senior Brother said he didn't say anything, but actually he said a lot! Cough cough, what
happened after Zen Buddhism was banned?"
"I really don't know, please enlighten me, Uncle."
"The Qing Dynasty had an Emperor Yongzheng who issued an edict banning martial arts throughout the country. Zen Buddhism, which had never aligned itself with the court, was naturally among those
banned. Most martial arts practitioners in the country entered the court as officials, to put it nicely, they were 'high-ranking officials,' to put it bluntly, they
were 'lackeys and lackeys'; many more martial artists who revered the Way of Heaven chose to go underground and live in anonymity. Finally
, the Xinhai Revolution came, and the Father of the Nation advocated the revitalization of martial arts, and the spirit of martial arts rose again. Your Grandmaster and several fellow disciples began to make a
name for themselves in Beijing and Tianjin. Unfortunately, they were young and ignorant and followed the wrong person, Yuan Shikai.
I don't know what kind of person this tyrant who had been president and emperor was, but my master's evaluation of him was not low. In short, after Yuan Shikai fell from power, I..."
Although the members of our sect did not commit evil, they were branded with the infamy of collaborating with the enemy. After several wars, your great-master became the sole surviving
successor of our sect. And that's how we, the brothers and sisters of this generation, came to be. Little Kun, do you know how many of us brothers and sisters are there in total
?"
"I really don't know. I only know that my master is the senior brother, you, my uncle, are the youngest junior brother, and your
wife is my master's junior sister. That's all I know."
"Alright, I'll tell you all about it tonight. There are seven of us brothers and sisters in total, clearly named 'Laughing-Forgetting-Ding
-Revolution-Ze-Xi-Long'. Your master is the third. He was an orphan that my great-master picked up during the War of Resistance. He
knew nothing about his own name or identity, only that his name contained the character 'Ding'. He was born with the Six Yang True Qi, so his martial arts
skills were extremely high and strong. However, his personality was wise yet foolish, and he played around with life. Therefore, he was also the one who lived the longest among us
. Oh, I forgot, you of course already know about your master's situation..." He cleared his throat as he spoke.
"It's alright, there are some things I don't know either, please continue." Looking at my grandfather's slightly trembling lips, I
felt inexplicably nervous.
"Alright, my eldest brother's real name is Zhuge Xiao. He was originally a disciple of Yang Du, a staff member under Yuan Shikai. Yang Du devoted his life to
studying the art of rulership, but unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and never met a wise ruler. My eldest brother and Master
hit it off immediately, so my eldest brother switched allegiance and became Master's disciple. My eldest brother's martial arts skills were average, but he was skilled in governance and economics. After the war, he went to America
and became a very wealthy man. He even helped a Hollywood star become president
. He passed away peacefully in the bright sunshine of Southern California in the 1980s. Although I never met him, my
eldest brother provided for all my needs until Master passed away. Moreover, after my eldest brother ascended to heaven, he distributed most of his wealth to us few
surviving fellow disciples, ensuring that we had no worries about our livelihood. This is also an important reason why I was able to make my fortune so quickly in Southeast Asia
." No wonder Master Ding never worked and never had to worry about food or clothing; it turns out he had such a powerful and wealthy senior
master.
"Second Senior Sister's real name was Ye Wangshu. She was born into a prestigious family and became an apprentice while attending university. She was skilled in
military strategy and the art of controlling people, and her schemes were unparalleled. Later, she changed her name and became the wife and strategist of a revolutionary general. Unfortunately, she couldn't see through the illusion of
power games, and the couple became too involved. They died in a plane crash in September 1971." Good heavens,
this Second Senior Uncle was a very famous figure. I didn't dare to ask any more questions and listened to my grandfather continue.
"Third Senior Brother is your master. He was originally—oh, I already mentioned him. Look at my brain, cough cough cough.
Xiao Kun, let me get some water." After taking a sip of water, my grandfather continued, "Fourth Senior Brother, Tang Shunge, was skilled in subtle
martial arts and was adept at disguise and various espionage and assassination. However, I never saw him. He disappeared after 1949
, and no one knows where he went."
"Fifth Senior Sister is Jiajia's mother. You already know about her, so I won't go into details. Sixth Senior Brother is actually
older than both of us, but he joined the sect a little later than your mother-in-law. His real name is Cui Jianxi. He was born into a wealthy family
. His parents were intellectuals, but they committed suicide in 1957 due to unbearable humiliation. After his master passed away in 1965, he fled
to the Golden Triangle and became the strategist for a local drug lord. I heard that the drug lord was actually his cousin.
In the mid-1980s, Sixth Senior Brother became a major drug lord himself. He wanted to avenge the humiliation of the Opium War against the foreigners, so he
only sold his drugs to Europe and America, not in East Asia. In 1988, he..." He brought Jiajia and me to Thailand to develop our business,
resolutely preventing me from getting involved in drug trafficking and insisting that I focus on developing our pharmaceutical factory, which led to its current scale. Unfortunately,
he was shot and killed during a multinational anti-drug operation in 1996. I am his youngest junior brother. "By the way, you are a member of my sect,
so you should carefully consider some of your godfather's actions and not help him in everything."
In Southeast Asia, the things I did for my godfather were mostly killing drug dealers or ruthless local tyrants. In Linjiang
, I basically didn't kill anyone; I mainly helped him look after his legitimate businesses or investigate his rivals. It didn't violate any
sect rules, so I nodded to my grandfather with a clear conscience.
"That's about enough, Xiao Kun. Call Jiajia over; there are some things she should know," he
said, clearing his throat.
He obediently called his mother and wife over, and they sat together by the bedside to listen to his grandfather.
"My family were originally white Buddhist priests, what we would call high priests today.
Our ancestors controlled the tribe's politics, rituals, military strategy, and agriculture, including the right of first night. My father was skilled in swordsmanship
, divination, medicine, and medicine making, but unfortunately, he was later classified as one of the 'Five Black Categories' and suffered greatly. Before his death, he entrusted me
to his closest friend, my master, so he treated me like a father." "
Dad, I always thought our family's priests just chanted scriptures and performed rituals! I never imagined they had such great
abilities."
"Hehe, silly girl! I mainly want to tell you two something today. Xiao Kun, actually, I put
a pill inside Jiajia's body. It's been inside her ever since she lost her virginity, absorbing all the yin and
yang essence over the years. Originally, I planned to save it for her future husband to replenish his yang energy, since ordinary men simply can't
compete with her. She's a Nine Yin Body, so this thing isn't very beneficial to her. The downside is
that her yin and yang energies can't interact, so she can't get pregnant. When you want children in the future, you can absorb that inner
pill. Xiao Kun, you're a Nine Yang Body, so this inner pill might not be very beneficial for replenishing your pure yang, but it
will definitely strengthen your body, boost your energy, and prolong your life. Especially for increasing your cultivation, the effect will be immediate."
"So that damn thing can also prevent pregnancy. If we had known, we wouldn't have needed to..." Before he could finish speaking, his wife's face was already flushed with embarrassment
.
"Jiajia knows how to obtain the elixir; she'll tell you later. Hehe, if you want my daughter to have your
child, you'd better behave yourself. Alright, that's all I have to say. Xiao Kun, go rest in the next room for a
bit; I have a few more words to tell Jiajia."
Grandpa was really mysterious. Thinking that this was his final moment, my heart ached, but I didn't care anymore
and obediently went into the small room next door. I sat facing the wall, unwilling to think about
what was about to happen to him; even my unusually strong heart was feeling the strain.
I don't know how much time had passed when the door suddenly opened, and my wife, looking exhausted, appeared in the doorway, tears streaming down her face, barely breathing .
Li said to me forcefully, "Husband, Dad—" My grandfather, whose life was full of twists and turns and who had once been glorious,
had passed away just like that.
During this special period, my mother immediately showed her composure and strategic leadership. By
the morning of the next day, she had already handled the personnel appointments and power transfers in Linjiang, and in the afternoon, she flew back to
South Korea with Cui Xiuyi to resolve the power transition of the entire group. On the other hand, my grandfather had already arranged for Ms. Qiu to quietly
transport his body to a private island in the Pacific Ocean for burial.
I was alone again. I called my mentor, and this time the call went through smoothly. We talked
about my grandfather all night. As we talked, I suddenly found myself short of breath and choked up, unable to speak.
After a few sighs, my mentor suddenly burst into wild laughter. This laughter seemed to penetrate my heart through the phone, like
Zhuangzi's carefree singing after losing his wife. The anguish in my heart seemed to vanish with my master's laughter. What joy is there
in life, what sorrow in death? It is all a natural phenomenon in accordance with the way of Heaven. Returning to the dust, reuniting with the Great Dao, perhaps we
should be even happier for him. Perhaps he is smiling down at us from another world, together with my grandmother.

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