Pansiling 1-2

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(I) Tang Sanzang's Fall

The sun was just rising, the trees were lush, and the fog was thick. Tang Sanzang and his disciples continued their westward journey in silence.

Based on past experience, the more densely wooded a place like this, the more likely it was to encounter monsters
. Therefore, all four were extra careful of their surroundings, fearing any unexpected events.

However, what kept Tang Sanzang silent was a secret that had been lingering in his heart—he had a
dream. In the dream, he was a newly appointed top scholar, returning home in glory and marrying the eldest
daughter of a wealthy family. On their wedding night, the eldest daughter was blushing, her face flushed all the way to her swan-like neck, making her incredibly
adorable. However, below her neck, there was a captivating undulation, and he suddenly felt an urge to
explore it further. Like a hungry tiger, he pounced and tore the pitiful red wedding dress to shreds. Then,
the mysterious undulation revealed her true form: two mounds of flesh like snow-capped peaks, with
two bright red buds blooming atop them. At this moment, the bride's breasts heaved even more rapidly, as if urging Tang Sanzang's
next move. Tang Sanzang swiftly attacked the bride's breasts. Logically, this should have been his first
time touching a woman's body, but somehow he had learned a skill, forcefully kneading the bride's
breasts with one hand, shaping the soft flesh into various exaggerated forms. The bride's other breast was subjected to Tang Sanzang's tongue attack;
the buds on the peaks were repeatedly invaded by his soft yet firm tongue, making her feel a tingling, numb sensation all over her body—a truly
unpleasant experience! She struggled to let out weak moans through her nose, expressing her approval and welcome of her husband
. "Husband, take me, take me, okay?" But somehow, Tang Seng just desperately suckled
at his bride's breasts, like a crying infant. No, he was clearly an infant! At this moment,
Tang Seng was nursing in his mother's arms! Then, he saw his father, the man who had been his
, enter the room. Then the bride, now his mother, gently put him down and immediately
began passionately kissing his father. Tang Seng felt terrible, but he was just an infant and could only
express his protest with cries. Suddenly, a group of bandits rushed out from nowhere, all carrying knives
dripping with blood. Tang Seng's father rushed towards the bandits without hesitation, but his eyes remained fixed on his wife and child,
shouting something, but Tang Seng couldn't hear him, and then there was a flash of blood.

The dream ended there. But the feeling in the dream was too real. The soft, supple body, the realistic
touch, and the fear of facing death at the end—none of it faded away with the dream's end. He didn't know if this
counted as breaking the precept, so he could only silently recite the Heart Sutra, but to no avail. The silence felt like
a heavy blanket pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Damn it, that monkey was usually so lively, giving him no peace, but today he was completely silent
. Although he understood it was to guard against monsters, Tang Sanzang still couldn't forgive his eldest disciple. And then there was Pigsy.
Usually, he was always smiling and constantly criticizing his elder brother, but today he
was head down, ears drooping, just following behind his elder brother. He clearly ate a lot last night
. As for Sandy, his silence was as commonplace as Pigsy wanting to eat or Monkey wanting to fight monsters; who could expect
him to break the silence?

The group walked for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, a wisp of smoke seemed to rise not far away. Like grasping at a
straw, Tang Sanzang quickly pointed to the smoke and said, "Disciples, look! There seem to be houses in the distance.
" His words, like the sunshine after a snowfall, melted away the previous silence. Bajie quickly chimed in,
"Great! Where there are people, there must be food. I'm starving after traveling for so long!" Wukong
immediately jumped to Bajie's side, grabbing his ear and laughing, "Fool, all you think about is food!"

Just as the two were playfully bickering, Tang Sanzang said, "We four have been traveling together for quite some time now.
Can any of you guess what your master is thinking right now?" Bajie was the first to answer, "Master
must be hungry to see smoke." Wukong shook his head, saying, "Our journey west has been difficult; Master is probably worried about monsters.
" Sha Wujing honestly shook his head, indicating he couldn't guess. Tang Sanzang laughed, "You've always been the ones begging for
alms for me. Today, I'd like to do it for you." His three disciples exchanged glances, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Master, you're the elder; these errands should naturally be done by us juniors. Besides, Master,
with your delicate skin, how can you withstand such a long journey? Let us do it." Tang Sanzang suddenly became
angry. "You all think I'm incapable? I'll go beg for alms anyway, so you won't look down on
me!" With that, he jumped off his horse, leaving his three disciples behind without looking back. Pigsy was about to stop him, but Monkey
held him back. "You know Master's temper. Since Master wants to go, let him go."

Tang Sanzang walked away angrily. Actually, he didn't know why he was angry, but he just wanted to vent his anger and find
an excuse to leave his disciples. However, as he walked, Tang Sanzang realized something was wrong. Previously, Tang Sanzang, riding on his white horse,
was in a higher position than everyone else, so he was the first to see the smoke. However, now that he was off the white horse, and with the ancient trees around him
towering into the sky, he wasn't even sure if there were any birds in the sky, let alone a wisp of smoke. Suddenly, Tang Sanzang found
himself completely lost, unsure of which direction to take. Although he had lost his way, Tang Sanzang had already gone quite far, and
finding his way back wouldn't be easy. Moreover, he didn't want to return empty-handed and be mocked by his disciples, so he gritted his teeth and
continued forward, hoping to find a few families willing to offer him alms.

He hadn't gone far when he came across a small river. Following the river for a short while, he indeed heard voices
. Listening carefully, it seemed to be several women playing. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw four women in total.
Three of them were playing football on the riverbank, while the third woman, seemingly tired, had taken off her shoes and was casually
splashing water with her feet. The woman's feet moved with the ease of butterflies in the water, revealing only a small section of her calves
, yet those exposed parts were smooth and firm, displaying the vitality of its owner. Tang Sanzang was captivated.

Just as he was staring blankly at the woman, suddenly everything went black, as if he had been hit by something.
Tang Sanzang shook his head and looked closely. It turned out to be a ball, kicked over by the three women.
The youngest of them ran the fastest and quickly caught up to apologize, "I'm sorry, Elder, this ball is ours.
Oh, Elder, what are you doing here all alone?" The woman followed Tang Sanzang's gaze and seemed to understand
something. "Oh, you thieving bald monk! You're a monk with impure desires, how dare you peep at my fourth sister washing her feet!" Then ,
before Tang Sanzang could say a word, she seized him with a single grappling move. At this moment, two other women ran over. "Ke'er
, why do your feet smell so bad? You're always the one kicking the ball away! Hey, why are you so rude, grabbing people
like that?" The woman named Ke'er replied, "Fifth Sister, Sixth Sister, this monk has thieving eyes, he's peeping at our Fourth
Sister washing her feet!" One of the women said, "Is that so? Come on, let's take him to Fourth Sister and let her deal with him
." After saying that, the three of them ignored Tang Sanzang's cries of injustice and took him to the riverbank.

The woman by the river was still washing her feet when she saw the three women escorting Tang Sanzang over. She asked, "What's going on? Quickly
release the elder! My sisters and I have always been devout Buddhists; how could we be so disrespectful to a monk?" The woman named Ke'er
exclaimed, "Fourth Sister, you don't know, this thieving monk was peeping at you while you were washing your feet! Luckily I discovered it early, otherwise you would
have taken off your clothes and been completely exposed, and you'd be defending him!" The fourth sister's fair face
flushed instantly. "This, this, this must be a misunderstanding, Ke'er, don't talk nonsense, the elder will laugh at you." Another
woman chimed in, "Fourth Sister, you're just too kind-hearted. You're being taken advantage of and you're still defending him." Ke'er quickly
said, "Sixth Sister is right, Fourth Sister, you're too kind." "Ke'er, Ling'er, why are you two ganging
up on me?" Just as the three women were arguing, a woman who hadn't spoken before said, "Fourth Sister is right
. Eldest Sister loves to worship Buddha. If we're careless and make a mistake, she'll definitely blame us.
But what if this monk really has suspicious eyes? We can't just let it go. Why don't we go back and hand him over to
Second Sister? Second Sister is very perceptive; she'll surely get to the bottom of it." The woman washing her feet nodded, "Xiao'ai is right
, let's do it that way."

And so, Tang Sanzang was escorted to their residence by several women. Along the way, Tang Sanzang was
held on either side by the two women named Ke'er and Ling'er, while the woman named Xiao'ai walked in front of him, and their Fourth Sister walked even further ahead
. On the way, Tang Seng felt, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, that the two women behind him
were rubbing their breasts against his arms, as if asking him to judge which breast was larger
. Xiao Ai, walking ahead, was also subtly swaying her hips, displaying her beautiful figure to Tang Seng
. Tang Seng felt secretly ashamed—why were his eyes so restless today? Yet, at the same time, his gaze couldn't help but
drift towards these beautiful bodies, secretly hoping for more surprises.

With these conflicting feelings, Tang Seng was led to the four women's residence.

This residence was somewhat large for the women who managed it. The corridor after entering the gate
was planted with various kinds of plants. Further ahead was the main hall, which was extremely grand, presumably
where the sisters received guests. Behind the main hall was a row of side rooms, indicating that besides the women,
other people might also frequently stay in the residence.

Just as he was pondering this, three women entered from outside. The woman on the right has an exaggeratedly good figure; in
fact, all seven beauties in the room have impeccable figures, but this one has the best curves. Tang
Seng estimated her breasts were about the size of melons. The beauty on the left doesn't have such a voluptuous figure, but
she is still curvaceous. More importantly, she exudes an elegant temperament, displaying a
refinement rarely seen even among ladies of high society, all of which makes her appearance even more captivating. However, the most
stunning woman is the one in the middle, the eldest sister of the group. In terms of figure, the eldest sister's curves are not only
no less than those of her third sister on the left, but her proportions are also one in a million perfect. Despite her large breasts,
she still appears very tall and slender. At all times, her peach-blossom face carries the composure and
elegance of a matriarch, yet every smile and frown seems to reveal a touch of girlish playfulness, making men unable to resist
wanting to approach and cherish her. But what was most captivating was her gaze. In those pools of autumn water, Tang Seng vaguely sensed
a bewitching, alluring spring, a spring that was elusive yet alluring, making one unable to resist exploring further
.

"Is this elder a guest of our household? Why didn't anyone inform me?" The eldest sister's words jolted Tang Seng from his reverie
.

"Eldest sister, this thieving monk's eyes are wandering; he's peeking at Fourth Sister's feet," the seventh sister, Ke'er, interjected.

"Oh? Rui'er, is this true?"

"Eldest sister, I... I don't know either. Seventh sister saw it. I don't think this elder is... doesn't seem like
the kind of person Seventh Sister described."

"Fourth sister, why are you taking the monk's side? Could it be that you've taken a liking to him?" "

Xiao Ai, you... you just know how to make fun of me."

The women started chattering again, when suddenly the eldest sister said, "Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let's hear
what this elder has to say." Tang Seng then told the women the whole story, and they finally believed it was a
misunderstanding. Since they were Buddhists, they naturally prepared a feast for Tang Seng.

During their conversation, Tang Seng learned that the seven sisters were named Jia Ying, Pan Pan, Ruo Tong, Rui'er, Xiao
Ai, Ling'er, and Ke'er. They had been managing the household since they were old enough to understand, and there were nearly a hundred servants and maids in their home. The sisters were
devout Buddhists and always treated monks with great hospitality, especially Tang Sanzang, a renowned and highly accomplished monk.

Tang Sanzang was overjoyed to see the seven celestial-like ladies so hospitable. After a few perfunctory excuses, he
agreed to stay for the banquet.

During the banquet, as he chatted with the ladies, Tang Sanzang discovered that not only were they exceptionally beautiful, but they also possessed
a profound understanding of Buddhism. He found himself enjoying their conversation immensely.

In his delight, Tang Sanzang suddenly remembered that his disciples were waiting for him. He rose and bowed slightly, saying, "
Ladies, to be honest, I have several disciples. If you ladies don't mind, please have mercy
and offer them some simple food and drink."

Upon hearing this, the women suddenly burst into laughter. They abandoned their previous dignified demeanor, laughing wildly
, their white breasts trembling uncontrollably. Seeing those breasts, capable of killing countless men,
slapping against him wave after wave, Tang Sanzang blushed with embarrassment, unsure how to react.

Xiao Ai suddenly swayed her alluring waist and slowly approached the elder, saying sweetly, "Elder Tang
, why worry about your disciples? If they come, won't they delay our business?" She deliberately emphasized the word "business,"
making one's heart flutter.

"Female benefactor, there's no need to worry," Tang Sanzang replied. "My disciples, though unruly, have some understanding of Buddhism; they won't be a problem.
"

Seeing that Tang Sanzang interpreted "business" as discussing Buddhism, the women laughed even more heartily. Ling'er and Ke'er laughed
so hard they trembled, their bodies almost touching the table. Xiao'ai leaned against the elder, giggling sweetly. Tang Seng felt Xiao'ai's
delicate flesh rubbing against his body, giving him an unprecedented and wonderful sensation. Rui'er
gently covered her mouth, but even from a distance, one could see that her face was as red as an apple
, tempting one to take a bite. Ruotong laughed heartily, her head thrown back, watching her bouncing breasts
. Tang Seng struggled to turn his head away. Panpan smiled elegantly, but she
clearly understood what "doing things" meant better than Tang Seng. The blush on her face had already spread to
below her neck, making one wonder if the body covered by her clothes was also flushed like her neck. Only
the eldest sister, Jia Ying, didn't laugh out loud, but her captivating eyes clearly conveyed amusement—
not just amusement, but also a hint of playfulness that could arouse a man's desire.

Just as Tang Seng was at a loss, Ruo Tong approached him from the other side. "Elder, we sisters
want to borrow something from you."

"You flatter me, female benefactor. A monk possesses nothing, and besides, you ladies are wealthy; how could you possibly covet what
this humble monk has?"

"More than covet, we practically dream of it! What we sisters want is the pure
yang essence you've accumulated over ten lifetimes. With it, we sisters can achieve enlightenment. Elder, please don't be stingy;
you must give us all the good things you've saved up over ten lifetimes!" With that, Ruo Tong seductively
licked her upper lip and gently breathed warm air behind Tang Seng's ear.

Tang Sanzang, trembling from Ruotong's breath, stumbled off his chair in fright. "So you're all demons!" he
cried. Before he could finish, he scrambled to escape, only to be
blocked by Ling'er and Ke'er. "What demons? Only after you, Holy Monk, have cultivated the Dharma of Ultimate Bliss with us will you understand
how much happiness there truly is in the human world." Each of them grabbed one of Tang Sanzang's hands, trying to lure it towards their soft
, alluring parts. The moment Tang Sanzang's fingertips touched that irresistible temptation, he recoiled as if electrocuted, desperately
running in another direction.

Only then did Tang Sanzang realize that the mansion had vanished into a shadowy shadow, and he found himself in a labyrinthine cavern.
"Holy Monk, welcome to the Spider Cave," a clear voice called from ahead—it was Panpan. Tang Sanzang tried
to run away again, but Panpan had somehow appeared before him, pressing her delicate body tightly against
his. Panpan gently rubbed her firm, elastic thighs against Tang Seng's genitals, teasingly asking, "
Holy Monk, you're so hard down there, can you still run?" It must be said, Panpan's body was incredibly elastic,
and her touch felt wonderful against his skin. The fact that even someone as elegant as her uttered such lewd words further aroused Tang Seng's erection
. However, Tang Seng pretended not to notice, using the last of his willpower to escape this gentle trap.

Continuing to run, Tang Seng suddenly noticed Rui'er waiting for him ahead. Her face was flushed, like
a ripe apple, utterly charming. "I wonder, Holy Monk, do you prefer my feet, or...or
other parts of my body?" With that, she gently removed her clothes,
pulling them back just before they were completely off. Even in that instant, Tang Seng could still see her snow-white skin. However, Rui'er's performance
wasn't over yet. She moved with light, graceful steps, her already loose clothes sliding down further, first revealing her fragrant shoulders, then
a glimpse of her snow-white chest, and a little lower, a little lower still, until everything was visible. At this moment, Tang Seng was
completely stunned; he didn't know whether he should rush forward or turn and run away. Just as he hesitated
, Rui'er was already beside him. As Tang Seng was at a loss, Rui'er suddenly gave him a gentle push
. Tang Seng immediately felt dizzy, and everything around him began to blur. When his surroundings cleared again
, he found himself lying on a spiderweb, his eldest sister Jia Ying sitting beside him, her alluring
eyes fixed on him with a half-smile. He knew those eyes were seductive, but he had no choice but
to look into them, afraid that if her gaze swept elsewhere, he would be completely captivated.

"How was it, Holy Monk? Did you have fun with my sisters just now?" Jia Ying began to crawl towards Tang Seng.

"Female benefactor, my eldest disciple is Sun Wukong, who once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. If you continue to be deluded, he
will certainly not let you off easily."

"Sun Wukong? I've heard his golden cudgel is very powerful. I wonder if the Holy Monk's is just as
powerful?" With that, she reached for Tang Sanzang's genitals.

"Female Bodhisattva, this humble monk has devoted himself to Buddhism for so many years..."

"Devoted to Buddhism, how could you do such shameful things in your dreams, how could you peep at my sisters by the river, how
could you all be so easily tempted by my sisters?" She was already tearing off Tang Sanzang's clothes piece by piece.

"Demon, you..."

"Female benefactor, female Bodhisattva, demon, what are we in the Holy Monk's eyes?" Jia Ying suddenly stopped
all her movements, lying on top of the disheveled Tang Sanzang, staring straight at him. From Tang Sanzang's perspective,
he could just see the ravine between the two perfect peaks of Mount Mermaid. The Great Spider Woman's lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids. Tang Sanzang was completely at
a loss.

"Buddha, save me!" Tang Sanzang cried out in his heart. However, Buddha did not save him. Above the spider web, Panpan
, Ruotong, Rui'er, Xiao'ai, Ling'er, and Ke'er surged towards him from all directions. He knew that Buddha was no longer there.
Beside him were only seven beautiful spider demons. He could feel their hands
gently tracing his body, from his earlobes to his chest, and then to that unspeakable part of his body; the sensation was tingling and
numb, like ants crawling all over him. His heart felt as if ants were crawling inside him too. In a daze
, Tang Sanzang was immersed in that boundless springtime pleasure, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

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