[Urban] Temptation in the Farmland (Complete) - 1

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[Synopsis] Born into a farming family, he was an unknown figure. After accidentally eating a wolf's "whip," he was awakened by the temptations of wealth and lust. He mingled in the countryside and the city, weaving through the love affairs of various women, gradually acquiring everything he desired.

Volume 1, Chapter 1: In the vegetable garden,

twenty-one-year-old Wan Zailong, like a wild wolf roaming freely in the mountains, was preparing to enter the city for the first time.

Grandpa Wan Suanzi once sat on a large blue stone atop Longyin Mountain, squinting and stroking a strand of white beard. In a calm tone, he said to him, "Longwazi, just stay here in the mountains and fields. Don't ever go to the city. What's so good about cities? In ancient times, they were just four walls, a prison where all sorts of people were trapped, helplessly drawn into the vortex of fame and fortune, losing their true nature, living in a murky, chaotic world, only realizing their mistakes at the moment of death—too late..."

Wan Zailong rubbed the tobacco leaves he had grown and dried himself, inhaling the unique aroma of the tobacco under the scorching sun, and chuckled, saying, "But Gu Sheng said, 'Those who don't want to be grandsons can never be grandfathers.' A tree thrives when transplanted, but a person dies. Grandpa, no matter how good or bad the outside world is..." "Damn it, I'm already thinking of going out and seeing the world before I give up. Besides, Mai Liang is living such a miserable life in the city, he doesn't want to come back to this mountain valley."

Wan Suanzi's long, narrow eyes opened slightly, glanced at Zai Long, then closed again abruptly. After a long while, he said, "Dragon boy, everyone has their own destiny. Wealth and honor are determined by fate and human effort. It seems you can't escape this vast cosmos. Grandpa won't stop you. Your legs are on your body, your heart is in your belly. The world is vast, wherever you want to go, your fate will follow. If you enter this world, countless karmic trials and tribulations will arise... Grandpa will only tell you one thing: don't be afraid of trouble, deal with whatever comes your way. The sea of desire is boundless, but there is a shore within limits. When the opportunity comes, go for it..."

Grandpa finally spoke, and Wan Zai Long couldn't hold back any longer.

Having lived alone atop Longyin Mountain for twenty-one years, after hearing Qian Gusheng's story about Mai Liang, he and Gusheng rode Gusheng's old, smuggled Japanese motorcycle, which had changed hands four times, chugging out of Jiming Village. They planned to head south along the rural roads, provincial roads, and national highways towards Shuoyang City.

Jiming Village was 500 li from Shuoyang City and 5 li from Yingfang Village, where the township government was located.

Just as the flashy, beat-up Wild Wolf motorcycle sputtered to the edge of a large vegetable garden west of Yingfang Village, a red figure suddenly darted out from under a dark green cucumber trellis and stood two meters in front of the motorcycle in the middle of the road!

Qian Gusheng slammed on the brakes, and the lurching motorcycle nearly kicked up its hind legs, throwing Wan Zailong off the back seat.

The wolf stopped howling, and Qian Gusheng started yelling, "Damn it, are you looking for death? If you're going to die, at least open your eyes wide and don't run into your grandpa Qian Gusheng's mount!"

Just as he finished cursing, a clear, bell-like voice rang out, "Oh dear, Qian Gusheng, you heartless little devil! It's only been a short time, and you don't recognize your own aunt, Sister-in-law Liuhua? You damned bastard, you come back to visit but don't even bother to greet your dear Sister-in-law Liuhua, instead you blindly curse me! I'll break your third leg between your legs today!"

The moment that sweet, clear female voice rang out, half of Qian Gusheng's bones melted!

He grinned, about to fawn over his wife, Liuhua, who called him his aunt and sister-in-law, when a meter-and-a-half-long iron hammer came crashing down on his head!

He yelled, "Dear sister-in-law, good Liuhua, no, no, I came to see you as soon as I got back, don't hit me..."

As he yelled, he suddenly started the engine, sending the car flying several meters away before crashing into a cucumber trellis by the roadside. Only then did he manage to stop the car and jump out.

The young woman named Liuhua was still not satisfied and continued to chase after him with a long-handled iron hammer. The hammer blade was facing upwards, and she aimed hard at Qian Gusheng's crotch!

Qian Gusheng nimbly jumped and dodged Liuhua's iron hammer, and in a flash, he was beside her. His arm was like an iron clamp, and he grabbed her round and plump body.

His strong body tightened around Liuhua's, and her body went limp. Her large breasts heaved as she angrily swung the iron hammer, and she turned back, panting, to scold him, "You little rascal, let me go! Go to hell! If you have the guts, never come back to see your sister-in-law Liuhua again!"

Qian Gusheng held her soft, voluptuous body in his arms, deliberately rubbing his already erect penis against her, and said with a grin, "Good sister-in-law Liuhua, dear sister-in-law, dear aunt, how could I bear never seeing you again? Even on the night I get married, I'll crawl out of my warm bed and snuggle into your warm kang again, hehe, good Liuhua, it's been half a year, you missed me, didn't you? Sister-in-law, you little wild..." "Spicy, brother, I love it! Come on, let's talk in the vegetable garden..."

While coaxing his struggling but now limp wife in his arms, he winked at Zai Long, who was watching the show from behind his broken wolf, and said, "Brother, you ride your bike to the Da Tao River to take a bath and cool off first, wait for me for an hour, then we'll hit the road... I'll wait for you at the Da Tao River bridge after we're done."

Liu Hua was forcibly subdued in Qian Gusheng's arms, and his hard, erotic place, which had given her pleasure several times before, was rubbing against her. She stopped struggling so fiercely, and instead looked at him with alluring eyes, wriggling lightly in his arms, letting him push her along as they disappeared into the secluded melon trellis by the roadside.

It was midday, and everyone in the village was resting at home. There was no one around to be seen on this small road at the west end of the village. What were this mature young woman and strong young man up to in the vegetable garden? How could Wan Zai Long not know? He, Gu Sheng's childhood friend, knew all about the scandalous affairs between Gu Sheng and Liu Hua, the two seemingly

innocent young women. He'd even heard that Liu Hua had gone to visit him at their military base... He shouted to the two figures who had hurriedly disappeared into the ground, "Take your time, you two, get things done thoroughly. It's okay, I'll wait for you over there, haha."

Liu Hua, nestled in Gu Sheng's arms, turned to look at Zai Long by the roadside and gave Gu Sheng a coquettish scolding, "You're so annoying!"

Gu Sheng's hand had already slipped inside her padded jacket!

While fondling her breasts, which weren't covered by a bra, he nibbled at her face, saying, "Sister Liuhua, don't you like annoying men like us? Hehe, good sister-in-law, you smell so good. I've missed you so much, it's been over half a year. Last time you came to see me, we did it five times in one night, and my back hurt so much I couldn't do push-ups the next day."

Playfully, the two had walked deep into the melon trellis, where the lush summer grass beneath

their feet felt like a soft carpet. The midday heat was stifling, making the grass warm as well. Both of them were already covered in sweat, and Gu Sheng gently pressed Liuhua down onto the grass.

Liuhua was wearing a red and pink floral cotton shirt and pants, loosely covering her plump, ripe body, and Gu Sheng's hands easily slipped inside.

He pulled the elastic waistband down to her knees.

Gu Sheng, in a hurry, lifted her blouse, revealing a section of her fair belly and two full, ripe breasts. His mouth, like a bumblebee, pounced on her.

Liu Hua let out a soft moan.

The sound, long and drawn out, drifted through the dense melon trellis, carrying far under the azure sky of the countryside.

While Gu Sheng kneaded and caressed her fragrant, white breasts, he hurriedly unbuckled his belt.

His erection, which had been rubbing against Liu Hua, sprang out, striking her belly, causing her to let out another hungry cry.

Because he was in a hurry, Gu Sheng didn't have time for leisurely flirting with this flirtatious young woman. Using both hands and mouth, he grabbed and pinched her sweat-soaked white body a few times before decisively spreading her legs and expertly inserting himself into her.

Liu Hua trembled like a leaf, her voice rising and falling wildly from her chest, her body writhing like a white snake beneath Gu Sheng, enjoying the unrestrained onslaught of the vigorous young man. The melon trellis rustled

from their impact, and in the nearby village, cicadas chirped incessantly, their sounds mingling with the midday heat and the alluring sounds of their wild lovemaking, creating a unique and vivid rural symphony.

While thrusting, Qian Gu Sheng panted, "Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid someone will hear you? It's killing me!"

Then he sealed Liu Hua's lips with his, forcing the sounds into their throats.

Liu Hua's legs twisted and kicked incessantly, while Qian Gu Sheng's waist arched continuously.

(Chapter 2, Volume 1: Deep in the Riverbank,

the Dragon of Ten Thousand Years Riding Gu Sheng's long-idle, broken wolf, they leisurely rode from the west end of the village towards the Da Tao River.)

The Datao River lies to the east of Yingfang Village, spanned by an ancient stone bridge connecting the two country roads.

He parked his car near the bridge arch, secured it with an iron chain to the sluice gate, and walked along the riverbank deeper into the valley. Following Gu Sheng's suggestion, he really wanted to take a refreshing bath in the river.

The Datao River is ancient, stretching for hundreds of kilometers, flowing through several counties and towns. From Yingfang Village eastward, it winds through forests and farmlands, passing through a vast wilderness before flowing into a beach more than ten miles away.

This section of the riverbank is densely covered with aquatic plants and wild trees, teeming with wildlife. Because it's located in an economically underdeveloped town, far from the city, it hasn't been heavily polluted by modern civilization, making it a pleasant rural landscape.

Since it was midday under the blazing sun, everyone in the village was sleeping, and there wasn't a single bird to be seen along the riverbank.

Wan Zailong quickly stripped off his undershirt and shorts and threw them onto the scorching sand on the riverbank. With a splash, he plunged into the clear water.

His swimming skills rivaled those of an Olympic champion, but this boy, picked up and raised in the mountains by his grandfather Wan Suanzi since childhood, had never ventured more than two hundred miles from Longyin Mountain. Therefore, he had little interest in the fame and fortune of Olympic champions.

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For Wan Zailong, catching fish in muddy waters was as commonplace as picking up a stone on the road. He stretched out his hand, leaped forward, and the fish he spotted almost never escaped.

He knew Mai Liang was having a tough time in the city, and since it was just a matter of catching fish, and he was going to go find him with Gu Sheng anyway, he figured bringing a couple of fish along to have a few drinks before figuring out what to do next wouldn't be bad.

His body plunged into the water like a torpedo. Just as he rounded a bend in the river and darted to the other side of the zigzag channel, two large white fish suddenly appeared before his eyes!

No, not large white fish, but two large white legs!

He had barely seen the two large white legs when he couldn't stop himself and darted to the owner of those legs!

When he suddenly popped his head out of the water, the owner of the two white legs that had been submerged screamed in fright.

Her melodious voice echoed in the deserted riverbank, startling a flock of birds from the wild grasses.

Wan Zailong wiped the river water from his face, flicked the glistening droplets from his hair, and chuckled at the woman screaming in front of him. "Sister-in-law Xinghua," he said, "I scared you, didn't I? Haha, I thought there was no one in the river. I almost bumped into a living person like you."

He spoke to himself, completely unashamed and unconcerned, while the woman, whose breasts were half-exposed, blushed deeply and almost dove into the water to hide.

Their bodies were almost touching, only three inches apart.

Although Wan Zailong was only twenty-one years old, he was a village man who had made a living on his own since childhood. He had done a lot of heavy work, and his physique was already well-developed. He had broad shoulders, a thick back, stood 1.85 meters tall, with a tight waist and narrow hips, and weighed 150 pounds—a handsome young man rarely seen

in the surrounding area. If it weren't for the fact that he lived alone in a cave on Longyin Mountain, sharing a cave with a wild wolf and a pack of well-trained vicious dogs, and that he wasn't a wild child picked up from the outside world and raised by the mysterious Wan Suanzi, matchmakers would probably have been lining up to propose marriage to him.

The woman called Sister-in-law Xinghua was completely naked, secretly bathing by the deserted riverbank, when suddenly such a young and strong man emerged from the water, almost touching her flesh in an embrace. How could she not be flustered?

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Wan Zailong, her arms trembling as she hugged her shoulders, stammering, "It's, it's Zailong, you, you..."

Before she could finish, she suddenly screamed again, jumping and thrashing about in the water as if a water ghost had grabbed her legs! The

splashes from her splashing water covered Zailong's head and face. Seeing her like this, he immediately realized what was happening, and without thinking, he leaped up and scooped her up in his arms!

Xinghua, who was already screaming, became even more panicked and screamed incessantly when he suddenly picked her up, her hands unconsciously pounding on his strong shoulders as she said shyly, "You, you, you let me go, ah! It hurts!"

Wan Zailong didn't have time to explain to her, carrying her a few steps to the riverbank, where he laid her down on the sun-baked sand.

Then, he knelt beside her and quickly examined her legs and feet.

Sure enough, on her bare, white leg, a wound was bleeding profusely, and beneath the tender skin near the wound, a horrifying lump had formed!

He cursed and slapped Xinghua's fair leg repeatedly, leaving a red welt on her delicate skin! At the same time, a hideous leech fell out of the

wound !

Xinghua trembled with fear at the sight of the fleshy creature that contracted and shortened, clutching her arms to her chest, almost crying and screaming.

Wan Zailong casually picked up a stone and threw the leech, which had burrowed into Xinghua's skin and was sucking blood, onto a hot rock. With a few thuds, he smashed it until it was a bloody mess, a pulpy pulp.

Then, before Xinghua could react, he suddenly leaned down and began sucking hard on the wound on her leg!

A tingling, numb, painful, and itchy sensation traveled from his mouth to her wound. For the first time, Xinghua knew that being sucked by a man could feel so good. In her panic, she didn't know what to do, and only let out another groan, this time without making a loud sound.

Wan Zailong spat the mouthful of saliva mixed with blood that he had sucked out of his mouth, leaned down and sucked a few more times, then scooped up a handful of river water to rinse his mouth. Looking at Xinghua's leg, he said, "It's alright, the dirty blood has been sucked out, it won't infect the wound. Sister-in-law Xinghua, how come you have so many wounds on your leg? How did you get them?"

As he spoke, he carefully examined the woman's body, which was half-lying on the ground and trembling.

Volume 1, Chapter 3: Village Woman Xinghua

His eyes immediately fell upon a place the woman rarely allowed to see: two white peaks, their tips adorned with red clitoris glistening with dewdrops; her legs, though pressed tightly together, couldn't conceal the somewhat disheveled pubic hair below her belly.

The young man realized then that on this sweltering summer day by the riverbank, he and his lonely companion were completely naked and utterly exposed to each other!

No wonder young Sister-in-law Xinghua was so ashamed; her face was flushed, making her look more like a peach blossom than an apricot blossom.

In his confusion, Wan Zailong's young body reacted; a surge of heat rushed down to his abdomen. And as he knelt before Sister-in-law Xinghua, something below his belly suddenly began to throb. And

what a stroke of luck! It landed squarely on Xinghua's bare legs.

The sudden skin-to-skin contact drew their eyes in unison to the point of contact. There, they saw something between Wan Zailong's kneeling legs, like a drawn sword, proudly and imposingly poised to cross the Yalu River—a sight both awe-inspiring and powerful.

Xinghua let out another soft cry of embarrassment, shrinking back and covering her face with her hands, trembling uncontrollably, unable to look at him.

Wan Zailong, however, was not as flustered as she was. Instead, he greedily continued to gaze at her full, alluring naked body. Her

peach-like breasts, impossible to conceal, peeked out from her arms, white and tender like freshly steamed buns, tempting one to grab them, smell them, take a bite, and savor them.

Two bare legs were twisted together, like a mermaid's tail that could separate. The skin was delicate and smooth; it was miraculous that such tender skin could be preserved even in the sun-baked fields.

The legs were covered with bluish-purple marks, and traces of blood remained at the wounds where leeches had burrowed, highlighting the snow-white skin and

making her look pitifully delicate. Between her legs was a clump of curled, dark grass, so mysterious, it stirred the blood in one's veins.

Wan Zailong swallowed hard, his throat rough and deep, and whispered, "Sister-in-law Xinghua, you're so beautiful."

Without another word, he pounced on her with a wild, forceful movement, instantly covering her body!

Xinghua cried out in surprise, pulling her hand away from her face and pushing him away, twisting frantically, saying, "Zailong, what, what are you doing?"

Wan Zailong eagerly kissed and caressed her soft, supple breasts while roughly spreading her legs, saying, "Good sister-in-law, let me kiss you, okay? You're so beautiful, I... I'm so uncomfortable."

Xinghua, already weak from the previous shock, was now completely powerless from his caresses. She struggled, tearfully trying to evade his advances, saying, "Zailong, you, you can't do this! I... I'm not like your sister-in-law Liuhua, no, ah, no!"

Wan Zailong at this moment... He was like a cannon that had been lit; it wouldn't stop until it exploded. While pressing her down and forcibly penetrating her, he said, "I know, I know you're different from Sister Liuhua. I wouldn't even look at someone like her. Sister Xinghua, you...you shouldn't move. The more you move, the more I want it. Come on, no one will know. Mmm, ah, sister-in-law, it feels so good."

As he spoke, his body forcefully embedded itself between Xinghua's legs, his waist thrusting domineeringly a few times, letting out a rough moan, their bodies intertwining tightly, completely fulfilling his desire…

Xinghua said no, no, her body resisting desperately, but her warm, moist body said it all; she needed him.

She sobbed, half-heartedly yielding to this sudden violation by a man other than her own.

She was bitter inside; her life lacked a man's tenderness and love; she felt empty. She accepted this passion and need from a man with complicated feelings.

The sand beneath them was scorching hot, while their upper bodies were hidden in the cool shadows of the bushes along the riverbank.

The midday sun blazed down on their bodies, which were locked in a passionate embrace on the sand, and glistening sweat slid down Wan Zailong's bronzed back.

Xinghua's delicate hands caressed his back, her white legs wrapped around his waist, and the air was filled with alluring, deep breaths and soft moans.

She had wanted to struggle and resist, but this sudden intrusion was a fullness and satisfaction she had never experienced before. She passively arched her hips, murmuring in a daze, "Zailong, don't do this, ah no, sister-in-law wants it, doesn't want it."

No matter what she said, it only made Wan Zailong bury his head in his sweat and thrust harder. After what seemed like an eternity, Zailong finally rolled off that deadly body, lying on his back under the blazing sun, panting heavily with satisfaction.

Xinghua collapsed beside him, curling up in her arms, her legs still trembling. Her private parts were glistening with moisture, yet she continued to sob in shame.

Wan Zailong sat up beside her and said, "Sister-in-law, don't cry. I'll bring you two hundred yuan when I get back from the city… I have money on me today, but I need to go to the city to help Brother Mailiang with some things, so I can't give it to you now."

Xinghua sat up, burying her head in her knees, and cried, "I don't want your money. Since it's already happened, I don't blame you. I… I've never felt so good before… He only knows how to scold and beat me. He's never treated me like a good wife…" "Well then, today I'll completely expose his scoundrel status, and all the beatings I've endured from him every day won't have been in vain."

Saying this, she cried as she pointed to the bruises on her body for Zai Long to see, saying, "Look at these wounds, he inflicted them on me last night. He always suspects I'm like Liu Hua, that I like to mess around with men. Zai Long, do you believe me? This was the first time I'd ever done this with a man other than him... I was feeling down, so I came to take a bath to clear my head, but I never expected my wounds to attract leeches."

Wan Zai Long listened to Xing Hua's words... He said sympathetically, "Hu Dalai is just a gambler and a drunkard. Sister-in-law, you're such a good woman, how could you have ended up with him?"

Xinghua cried again, saying, "It's all because of my brother. He gambled with Hu Dalai, lost, and gave me to him as his wife. My mother died early, and my father is an alcoholic. My brother has always been the one to make decisions for me since I was little..."

Wan Zailong comforted Xinghua for a while, then, seeing that it was getting late and guessing that Gusheng should have finished "doing things" with Liuhua, and worried about delaying his first trip to the city, he said to her, "Sister-in-law, don't worry..." "Okay, when I get back from the city, I'll find a way to teach Hu Dalai a lesson so he'll never dare to hit you again. Now, I have to go first; Gu Sheng is still waiting for me over there,"

Xinghua said. "Alright, go quickly. Make sure no one's around outside, and give me a signal. I should also get dressed and go back; there will be more people outside after lunch soon,"

Wan Zailong agreed. He then got up, went over to find his clothes, picked up the fish he had tossed into a small puddle by the river, smiled back at Xinghua, and strode towards the outside of the river bend.

Xinghua watched his tall and strong back and sighed softly.

She submerged herself back into the warm river water, lovingly stroking her body, which he had almost knocked apart.

This unfortunate woman, married for two years, experienced for the first time what true masculine prowess was, and what it meant for a man to give a woman pleasure…

Volume 1, Chapter 4: Subduing the Bull.

When Wan Zailong reached the old bridge, he saw Qian Gusheng sitting on the bridgehead throwing stones into the water. Several small fish carcasses were already floating on the surface.

Qian Gusheng was a soldier, and his marksmanship was superb. He and Zailong had been extremely accurate with slingshots since childhood; no bird locked onto by their aim could escape being hit and falling.

After nearly two years in the army, he couldn't stand the stifling atmosphere any longer, so he lied and took a few days of leave to go back to his hometown to visit relatives. He arrived home last night, and this morning he received a call from his half-brother, Qian Mailang. His half-brother cried on the phone, saying, "Gusheng, I knew you were coming back, and I wanted to invite you to the city for a meal. I haven't seen you for over a year, and I miss you terribly... But, my mood is just awful..."

After hearing his brother's words, Qian Gusheng was furious. He told Zailong, who had come to see him, and the two of them, on a whim, decided to go to the city to help Mailang vent his anger.

Wan Zailong pushed the motorcycle locked under the bridge pier onto the bridge. Gu Sheng chuckled and said, "What were you doing in the riverbed just now? You took longer than me. Tell me, did you run into someone's young wife too? Hehe."

Wan Zailong knew that although Xinghua and Liuhua were sisters-in-law, their personalities and ways of doing things were completely different. So he didn't want Gu Sheng to know about what happened with Xinghua, so he said, "Get lost! Do you think everyone is as popular with young wives as you? Haha, I'm not like you, who can be with young and old. I usually only like to nibble on the young."

Gu Sheng punched him, took the motorcycle, and said, "Keep pretending. Where are there so many young wives for you to nibble on? Someone like Liuhua isn't young? She's all wet and squirmed. These young wives are much more tender than young girls, haha."

With that, the two got back on the motorcycle and sped off towards Shuoyang City.

They had only traveled a few dozen miles, and hadn't even turned onto the provincial highway, when a line of five luxury cars sped towards them from the front, exuding an overwhelming aura of wealth and power.

Qian Gusheng cursed, "Damn it, this is almost as grand as our leader's procession! Hey, Zailong, you have to have money! Kids like us, growing up in poor rural areas, don't have the financial backing to stand out in the world. So, from now on, we have to be rich! Rich! We can't end up like my brother, being trampled on like dirt in the city!"

Just then, they heard a series of mooing sounds coming from the nearby wasteland.

The two turned around and, oh my goodness!

Two large yellow oxen, each harnessed with a two-meter-long, one-meter-wide iron rake, were charging towards the road like madmen!

A luxurious motorcade sped along, while raging bulls charged wildly. A bloodbath seemed imminent, threatening to unfold right beside their tiny motorcycle. Qian Gusheng, the driver, screamed in despair.

If the two bulls recklessly crashed into the motorcade, they would surely be injured, the motorcycle overturned, and they themselves would be swept away in the process!

In this critical moment, a moment of life and death, a moment of stunned disbelief, a figure leaped from Qian Gusheng's beat-up motorcycle. With a whistle that could shatter eardrums, Wan Zailong, with a somersault, leaped onto the back of one of the raging bulls, gripping the reins tightly around its head, forcefully deflecting the bull's body thirty degrees away from the motorcade!

With his distinctive whistle, the two runaway bulls seemed to be under a spell, frozen for a few seconds before surging ten meters away from the motorcade before finally coming to a quiet stop.

An old man who had been running wildly with two oxen saw that the oxen had been subdued and hadn't collided with the car. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, weeping with joy.

Meanwhile, the five cars in the row, having nearly collided, screeched to a halt.

Qian Gusheng felt a strong urge to urinate.

He got off his broken wolf-shaped vehicle and said in a trembling voice, "Mother, brother, I didn't expect your 'roaring oxen' skill to still be there!"

He then stood by the roadside and quickly relieved himself.

At the same time, a group of people got out of the cars, all well-dressed and impeccably dressed. They gathered around one of the luxury cars, bowing and scraping, asking if the occupants were injured.

Wan Zailong, who had subdued the frightened bull in an instant, jumped off its back and went to the old man who had fallen to the ground. He said, "Grandpa, don't cry. The bull is alright now. Go back to work quickly, don't block the traffic."

The old man got up from the ground, grasped Wan Zailong's hand, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Young man, thank you, thank you so much. If it weren't for you today, my two bulls would have been ruined. Alas, these two beasts have been with me for years, and this is the first time they've suddenly become so stubborn."

Before Wan Zailong could say anything more, a middle-aged man sitting in the car got out and walked straight to him. He thanked Wan Zailong in heavily accented Mandarin, and after saying a few words, an attendant brought out an elegant business card and handed it to Wan Zailong.

Wan Zailong waved his hand dismissively, saying, "It was nothing, just a small favor. Let's go."

He then brushed aside the business card offered by the man, showing no interest in taking it, and turned to Gu Sheng, who had just finished urinating, saying, "It's getting late, let's hurry up."

Gu Sheng, with his hand still wet from handling his gear, waved casually at the group, saying, "Let's get acquainted. This is my brother, Wan Zailong. See you later, hehe."

With that, the two turned and mounted their beat-up wolves, sputtering away.

On the way, Gu Sheng asked him why he didn't try to get to know those rich people.

Zai Long said, "They walk their own sunny road, we walk our own narrow bridge. We're just passing through each other's lives. What difference does it make if we get to know each other? What could a little rascal like me from this remote mountain village possibly have to do with some big shot from Hong Kong?"

Gu Sheng chuckled and said, "Zai Long, what kind of person was your grandfather? And what kind of bastard did you have that he picked up and raised? You two are definitely not rascals. Your character, your mindset, your thoughts are completely different from those of us from the back of the mountain village." (

Volume 1, Chapter 5: Having eaten wolf whip,

the two childhood friends who grew up playing together continued their journey towards Shuoyang City, laughing and talking.)

The motorcycle finally reached Jinyang Mountain, the northern barrier of Shuoyang City, at dusk.

A highway cut through Jinyang Mountain, winding its way through the mountain range, with the city's high-rise buildings visible in the distance.

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the rolling green hills and the distant city in a misty haze.

Qian Gusheng turned the car onto a deserted mountain road and drove straight to a small courtyard, stopping in front of it.

The courtyard was empty, the gate ajar. He pushed the car inside and called out, "Uncle Kui? Uncle Kui?"

There was no answer. He pushed open the door and saw no one was home.

He turned back to Zai Long with a grin and said, "Uncle Kui's not here, let's rest for a bit."

Then, as if he were in his own home, he entered the house, looking around curiously. He asked, puzzled, "Why is the house so empty? What happened? Why didn't Uncle Kui lock the door when he went out?"

Zai Long, confused, followed him, looking around as well, and asked, "Hey kid, how come you know people around here? Who lives here? How do you know them?"

Just then, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in.

Qian Gusheng looked up and called out, "Is that Sister Ying? Where's Uncle Kui?"

The girl called Sister Ying, who was about twenty years old, ran in crying. She looked up and was startled to see two grown men standing in her house. When she saw it was Qian Gusheng, she cried and said, "Gusheng? What brings you here? You have to come to the hospital with me right away. My dad and I just came back from Hainan. As soon as we entered the yard, he had a seizure and collapsed. The ambulance just took him to the hospital. The doctor told me to come back to get money for the deposit. Waaaaah, I have to go back right away."

As he spoke, he opened two travel bags in the house and rummaged through his wallet.

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng turned to Wan Zailong and said, "I have to go to the hospital with Sister Ying. You stay here and watch the house."

With that, he followed the flustered Sister Ying out.

Wan Zailong wanted to go too, but unsure of Gu Sheng's relationship with this family, he didn't want to get involved, so he stayed behind.

As darkness fell, Wan Zailong wandered around the small, secluded house in the mountains, but found nothing to eat.

Good heavens, with no one around, what was he going to do about his hunger?

His wild encounter with Sister Xinghua in the river valley at noon had made his young, easily hungry stomach even emptier.

Judging by this, he wouldn't be able to go to town tonight. He might as well cook and eat the fish that had been jostled and died along the way; it would go bad if he didn't eat it soon.

He gathered some dry wood from the woodpile in the yard and started roasting the fish.

Damn it, I was planning to rush into town to drink and curse with Mai Liang, but I don't know why this kid Gu Sheng had to come to this desolate mountain village to famine first. I can't even drink, and I'm starving.

The fish was grilled and smelled delicious. He grabbed it in the dark and ate it like he was gnawing on boiled corn, from head to tail. Half a fish was gone in no time.

He finished the fish in no time, but his stomach was still rumbling. He was thinking of going into the mountains to find something else to eat when he smelled a unique aroma wafting from the smoldering firewood.

It was fragrant, incredibly fragrant, strangely fragrant, with a slightly burnt smell, and a hint of fishiness and muttoniness, almost like dog meat, but with a touch of muttony.

He bent down and rummaged through the firewood. A dark, stick-like thing was smoking, and he pulled it out.

It was his grandfather's wolf penis.

The old wolf, who had lived with Zai Long in the cave on Longyin Mountain for nearly twenty years, finally succumbed to the ravages of time and passed away peacefully the day before yesterday.

When the old wolf died, he was deeply saddened, his heart pounding so hard he could hardly breathe, but he endured it all, not shedding a single tear.

His grandfather had always said, "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. All living beings come by chance and go by fate. As long as you live this life without regrets, when it's time to die, die peacefully. There's nothing to be sad about."

Wan Zai Long was an orphan who grew up among wild animals. His grandfather, Wan Suanzi, who had taken him in and raised him, was a wanderer, his whereabouts uncertain. Therefore, Zai Long had developed exceptional independence and a hardened heart from a young age; no matter how painful, he wouldn't easily shed a tear.

His grandfather skinned the old wolf and tanned it, leaving the flesh and bones for Zai Long to bury on the cliff above the cave on the summit of Longyin Mountain where he lived.

Grandpa had soaked the wolf's penis in medicine, saying that once dried, it could be used as a medicinal ingredient, cutting off a small piece each time.

Zai Long, unable to bear the loss of his bond with the old wolf, took the dark creature, strung it on a leather cord, and carried it inside his clothes as a keepsake. He hoped that once Grandpa had used it all up as a medicinal ingredient, he could finally forget the old wolf.

Unexpectedly, while he was busy grilling fish, the dried penis slipped from his collar and fell into the woodpile, where it roasted.

Smelling the strange, slightly fishy aroma, Zai Long held it in his hand, turning it over and over, then sighed, saying, "Old wolf, old wolf, you devoted yourself to me even in death! Knowing I was hungry today, you specially came to fill my stomach?"

After a moment of reflection, he thought that since it was already roasted, it probably wouldn't be used as a medicinal ingredient for Grandpa anymore, so he might as well eat it!

He rubbed the charred outer layer with his hand, then put it in his mouth and started gnawing.

Ah, it was truly exceptionally fragrant, both pungent and delicious—an indescribable flavor. He

quickly finished the wolf whip, feeling more satisfied, but his mouth watered.

He searched the entire house but couldn't find water. There was only a mechanical pump in the yard, but it wasn't pumping water. He decided to go outside, thinking of finding some water on the mountain.

Behind the house was a natural puddle, its water shimmering brightly under the starry sky, a truly delightful sight.

He squatted down, plunged his face into the water, and gulped down his fill. Then he looked up, exclaimed, "Ah, that's refreshing!"

He lay down on the stone slab by the water, gazing at the starry sky, thinking, "The stars outside Shuoyang City don't even look as bright as those on the top of my Longyin Mountain.

What's so good about the city anyway? Why do so many people who go in never want to go back to their hometown?"

According to Gu Sheng, Mai Liang was doing so poorly in the city and didn't want to go back to the village to live the life of having a few acres of land, a wife, children, and a warm bed.

The stone slab, still warm from the daytime sun, was comfortable to lie on. As he was lost in thought, his ears perked up when he heard someone push open Uncle Kui's gate!

He jumped up with a start, thinking, "Who would come here in this dark, desolate place? Since Gu Sheng asked me to stay and guard the gate, I have to take responsibility.

" With that thought, he turned back to the front of the hut and saw a figure standing at the gate, cautiously asking, "Excuse me, is anyone home?"

It was a woman's voice, trembling but quite pleasant, making Wan Zailong's whole body inexplicably itchy.

It was so hot; he felt as if a fire was burning through his body, making him feel constantly agitated. Strangely, he had never felt this hot before.

Volume 1, Chapter 6: He's Hot, She's Thirsty.

He approached and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here? Who are you looking for?"

The woman was clearly startled by the sudden male voice, turned around abruptly, and looked in his direction, saying, "I, I, I'm lost. I'm scared. Who, who are you?"

Lost? Scared? Heh, in this dark, desolate mountain, how did this woman end up lost here? Is she human or a demon?

Wan Zailong has never been afraid of ghosts or beasts since childhood. Why would he be afraid of a female demon? His grandfather only knows how to summon little ghosts...

He walked past her, pushed open the door, and entered the courtyard, saying, "I'm a guest of this house. The owner isn't here, so I'm helping to watch the door. If you're really lost and want to find a place to rest, come in."

This small courtyard in the mountains didn't even have electricity, but it was a clear night, and the starlight was quite bright. He and the woman standing at the door could still see each other's noses and eyes.

The girl looked to be around twenty years old, wearing a dark-colored dress with a very narrow waist and a short hem, revealing her two white legs, which swayed alluringly.

She hesitated by the door for a moment, then looked back at the desolate road outside, and finally, as if making up her mind, stepped inside.

There was a stone table and several stone benches in the courtyard. Wan Zailong sat down, while the girl looked very tired, still wearing high heels, walking unsteadily, probably exhausted from walking on the mountain path.

She also sat down beside him, head down, and began to cry.

Wan Zailong tapped the table, unable to contain himself any longer, and said, "What's your name? What are you doing here in the dark?"

The girl wiped her face and said, "Just call me Meimei. I... something happened to me. I got off the bus on that highway, and I was scared. I thought there might be some houses in these mountains, so I came here."

Wan Zailong didn't know what to say to this strange girl. He felt strangely hotter and hotter, and his lower abdomen was throbbing with blood, feeling uncomfortable and bloated. Smelling the fragrance emanating from her, he found himself unable to control himself.

This is really strange. He just finished venting his anger on Sister Xinghua's belly at noon, so why is his little brother acting up again now that he's outside Shuoyang City? He's never been like this before.

He doesn't dare sit with the girl anymore; the scent on her body is unbearable, and he keeps having impure thoughts.

So, he gets up, pushes open the door, and says, "I only arrived at this friend's house this evening. He suddenly fell ill and went to the hospital. His family probably went with him. I'm here watching the door. If you're tired, come in and rest. I need to sleep first."

Without caring what the girl might do, he lies down on the sofa in the living room.

The girl doesn't come in. The house is dark, and there's a young, strange man there; she probably doesn't have the courage to be alone with him.

Wan Zailong tossed and turned on the sofa like a pancake, the fire coursing through his body like a fiery dragon, raging within him until his mouth was parched and his breath was scalding hot.

He wondered, "Could I have caught a cold?"

No, it couldn't be. In this sweltering heat, with his robust constitution, how could he possibly catch a cold? He touched his forehead; it was ice-cold, no fever.

But his mouth was parched, and his groin was throbbing like a galloping horse, hard as a rock, throbbing with the urge to mate like a wild dog in heat in early spring.

No, he couldn't take it anymore; he had to get up and find something to cool down!

He got up and went to the yard, intending to take a cool bath in the puddle, but just as he reached the stone table, the girl named Meimei, who had been lying there, suddenly tumbled off the table, landing right in front of his legs!

She seemed to groan, struggling to get up, but only managed a slight movement before collapsing weakly back down.

Wan Zailong crouched down to ask what was wrong, and touching her body, he discovered she was burning hot!

He touched her forehead—good heavens, it was scalding! It seemed it wasn't him who had the fever, but hers.

Although he felt a fire burning inside him, his skin was cool, like a comfortable stone slab. The feverish Meimei, already delirious with heat, used him as a cooling agent.

She closed her eyes, her breath slightly rapid, her body greedily pressed against his cool surface, murmuring, "So hot, so hot, I want water, I'm thirsty, godfather, don't do this, please, I don't want to..."

Wan Zailong hadn't expected this girl walking alone at night to be sick, with such a high fever; it was dangerous if he didn't try to help.

What to do? This was a desolate wilderness, and he didn't know the surroundings. He didn't even know which direction had houses or hospitals. How could he help her?

Hearing her repeatedly ask for water, he simply scooped her up and ran to the puddle behind the house.

Since childhood, when he had a headache or fever, he always used sweating or cooling water to bring it down.

Since she said she was hot and thirsty, and there was no water readily available, he decided to immerse her completely in the comfortable puddle!

Because Meimei was weak and delirious from the fever, Wan Zailong worried she would drown if he put her in the puddle alone, so he carried her into the cool water with him.

This worked; she calmed down in his arms, no longer complaining of being hot. Her dry, red lips touched the water, and she greedily swallowed a few times, her color immediately regaining its freshness, gleaming alluringly in the night. The raging fire that

had successfully broken into Wan Zailong's body in Volume 1, Chapter 7

, was not quelled by the water; instead, it surged even more intensely!

Both of them were only wearing a single layer of clothing, which clung tightly to their bodies as the water soaked through, their skin almost touching.

Meimei's body was still burning hot, and holding her softly in his arms made Wan Zailong's mouth even drier.

His manhood was hard as a ignited fuse.

It pressed against Meimei's stomach. Meimei, still unconscious, kept saying intermittently, "Godfather, no, don't do this, I don't want this, Godfather, please!"

Damn, it seemed her godfather was no good; he was definitely going to do something bad to her.

Looking at how beautiful she was, wearing such a short skirt, it was hard for that godfather not to have ulterior motives.

Wan Zailong dared not hold the alluring Meimei any longer, so he carried her ashore and laid her on the cool stone slab, while he jumped into the water to bathe.

He threw his clothes onto the bank, the splashing water echoing in the silent mountains, his young, strong body gleaming in the night.

On a large rock by the water, the young girl's breasts heaved like surging waves.

Wan Zailong finally couldn't resist. He leaped out of the water, stared intently at the reclining body for a few seconds, then rushed to her side and, without a word, tore open her clothes.

Under the starlight, her young and beautiful body was so alluring, her breasts throbbing erratically, like two little white doves fluttering their wings, as if about to take flight, yet so charmingly unable to.

Her brow furrowed slightly, she moaned in pain, her hands limply clutching Wan Zailong's head.

In the desolate silence, Wan Zailong couldn't resist the temptation of her beautiful breasts; his mouth and hands attacked simultaneously.

The girl beneath him trembled violently, the small nipples in Wan Zailong's mouth hardening and firm.

His hands greedily gripped and kneaded, his mouth sucking desperately, as if trying to absorb every drop of flesh and blood into his own body.

The girl resisted helplessly, but because she had been drugged beforehand, her bones were weak and she couldn't muster any strength.

Wan Zailong no longer hesitated, no longer caring whether his actions were kicking someone when they were down or openly committing a crime. His little wolf was itching terribly; he needed to enter, rub, grind, and withdraw to feel any pleasure.

He forcefully spread the girl's legs apart, and he groped for her between her legs, where, as expected, she was already soaking wet, beyond her control.

Wan Zailong thrust in, but failed. The girl screamed in terror. He pressed her down, and then thrust again.

When his strong body was completely buried in her burning body, she began to sob softly.

She pounded on his back, struggling beneath him, crying, "Godfather, Godfather, I hate you! Waaah, please don't do this!"

But it was too late. Wan Zailong, whom she mistook for godfather in her unconscious state, let his inner fire surge wildly, thrusting directly into her alluring, soft body!

The first thrust stung painfully, and Wan Zailong cursed, then thrust again, damn it, still burning with pain.

It seemed he'd encountered a virgin?

A chance encounter, both of them burning with lust from the drug, their minds clouded, unable to think. The girl beneath him writhed and cried like a snake. Wan Zailong, without hesitation, showed no mercy, tightening his hips and lunging forward again!

Successfully penetrated!

A wave of intensely pleasurable tightness washed over him. He panted heavily, clutching the small, soft bottom beneath him, and began to thrust recklessly… That night, he lasted an unusually long time, like a never-ending machine, tirelessly operating half the night by the clear water, driving the strange girl beneath him nearly unconscious before finally calming his burning desire and rolling off her.

At first, Meimei cried and resisted him, but as time went on, her burning body clung to him, greedily embracing him like a flame craving ice, absorbing his coolness.

The toxic effects of the drug she had ingested made this girl, whom he had met by chance, the first target of Wan Zailong's unintentional consumption of wolf penis.

Later, she was exhausted by the tireless Wan Zailong, having no strength left to respond, and could only slump on the large stone slab, letting him toss and turn her over as he pleased.

Wan Zailong fell asleep on the stone slab. When he woke up, it was broad daylight, and the sun was baking his naked body.

He rolled over and saw that his body, which was covered in blood from the morning's sweat, had some red stains on it. He rubbed his eyes groggily and looked around, not quite sure if he was lying on the cliff at the top of Longyin Mountain.

Just as he was in a daze, he heard Gu Sheng's voice, "Zailong, Zailong, where have you been? I told you to watch the door, why did you leave it open?"

Wan Zailong jumped up from the stone and saw Gu Sheng and Sister Ying turning around from the front of the house. Sister Ying immediately saw Zailong's naked body, screamed in fright, and ran back home, covering her face.

In Chapter 8 of Volume 1, on the bus,

Gu Sheng chuckled and pointed at him with his finger, saying, "You little rascal, who were you out having sex with in the middle of the night? Haha, did you have sex with a mountain demon or fox spirit? Why are you sleeping outside? Well, it's the middle of nowhere, and nobody would come this way, even if the gate isn't guarded."

Wan Zailong asked him while putting on his clothes, "What's going on with Sister Ying? Is her father's illness better?

" The two walked back talking, and Gu Sheng said, "Uncle Kui's illness was treated in time, and he's fine now, but he needs to be observed in the hospital for a few days. Sister Ying came back to get some things and needs to stay at the hospital for a few days, so we need to lock the door at home."

The two returned to the house, and Sister Ying's face was still red. She was embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Wan Zailong. She just apologized and said that she didn't expect her father to have such an accident. This time, things didn't go well, and she couldn't let Gu Sheng and the others have a proper meal at home.

Gu Sheng said, "You've just returned from Hainan, so it's not convenient for you. I didn't expect Uncle Kui to have this accident. It's fortunate that it's not serious. I'll go to the city to help my brother with some things, and I'll have a good chat with Uncle Kui when I get back."

After saying goodbye, Gu Sheng and Zai Long left Sister Ying's courtyard and headed down the mountain together.

On the way, Gu Sheng briefly told Zai Long about the connection between Uncle Kui and Brother Mai Liang.

Zai Long sighed and asked why they left the broken Wild Wolf bike there.

Gu Sheng said, "Our bike has no license or paperwork. We're lucky we haven't run into any traffic checkpoints while taking shortcuts. How could we dare to ride it into the city? I was just thinking of leaving the bike with Uncle Kui, but he had this accident as soon as he came back from outside. Sigh, birth, old age, sickness, and death, fortune and misfortune in an instant, what a mess."

The two had been used to roaming the mountains since childhood, and walking was no problem for them. They walked briskly towards Shuoyang City while talking, and after about half an hour, they reached the bus stop at the city boundary.

The two took a bus, passing through the increasingly crowded and bustling city center, and ventured deeper into the heart of the city.

Wan Zailong had only ever been to county towns with a population of a million. Entering a metropolis like Shuoyang City, with a population of nearly ten million, was a first for him. He was completely clueless about how to transfer buses, his eyes wide with curiosity, making no attempt to hide his bewildered state of mind, like a country bumpkin visiting the city.

Gu Sheng, having served in the army near Beijing for almost two years, naturally had more experience than him. Moreover, he wore a relatively fashionable cotton plaid shirt and jeans, which seemed more in line with the city dwellers who were used to judging people by their wealth.

Zailong, on the other hand, had grown up without a father to discipline him or a mother to love him. His grandfather, who always wore a few tacky gray robes, never considered his clothing. Therefore, his clothes were all hand-me-downs from villagers, barely enough to cover his body and keep him warm.

He was currently only wearing a white, two-strapped tank top, made of pure polyester, with two ripped holes in the back, its color faded to black from washing. Underneath, he wore a pair of drab, patterned shorts. A set of knives, screwdrivers, wrenches, and other mismatched items hung from his keychain—a truly shabby and repulsive sight.

The women on the bus, who considered themselves respectable, categorized him as a commoner, giving him disdainful glances and keeping their distance, afraid of soiling their clean bodies. "

Damn, city women are so pretentious," Wan Zailong thought to himself, "don't they know that in the vast countryside, Wan Zailong is quite popular with young women and wives..."

He continued to scoff inwardly, his face remaining impassive as he continued to rummage aimlessly along the street.

As he looked, he noticed something.

The bus was crowded. A girl standing to his left, leaning against the railing, was flushed, her brow furrowed, and she was trembling uncontrollably, occasionally letting out soft moans.

No one else noticed, but because she was standing so close to Wan Zailong, he couldn't possibly miss her trembling.

At first, he thought she was unwell and glanced down at her, wanting to check on her. But as soon as he looked down, his manhood instantly hardened.

Damn it, the filth in the city is no less than in the countryside! On this bus, in full view of everyone, someone was so lewd and brazenly molesting a woman!

Because people were standing so close together, it was impossible to notice unless you looked closely. Aside from the nosy Wan Zailong, probably no one noticed the man standing next to the girl was groping her under her short skirt…

The man, a lecherous man in his late thirties, was pressed tightly against the girl's back, one hand secretly moving between her legs under her skirt, his eyes closed, smugly enjoying the alluring view between her two fair and tender legs! The man's body was pressed tightly against the girl's, and Wan Zailong estimated that the bastard's erect penis was probably rubbing against the girl's right buttock, tickling her. The girl looked only sixteen or seventeen, with a submissive and timid expression, letting the man's hand do as he pleased between her legs, not daring to utter a sound.

Wan Zailong looked closer and saw a two-inch-long fruit knife held in the man's other hand, pressed against the girl's armpit near her chest.

Damn, that's it? With such rudimentary skills, he dares to openly flirt with women? Damn!

He couldn't help but glance at the girl a few more times. The little girl's brows were slightly furrowed, her cheeks flushed, her nostrils flared, and she was painfully suppressing a moan, as if she was about to cry. Her legs were tightly pressed together, and her little buttocks involuntarily twitched slightly.

Her full, red lips were helplessly bitten by her own teeth, making Wan Zailong want to grab her and bite her hard with his own teeth.

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