The Legend of Tianlong Huiyin in the Magic Capital - Chapter Twenty-Three: A Twist of Fate Leads to the Return of a Weary Bird to the Forest

Lin Huiyin felt dizzy and confused, wondering about her alcohol tolerance. She shouldn't be drunk so quickly. A warning flashed through her mind – perhaps the glass was too big. She thought to herself, "Just one more drink, then I won't drink anymore." Lin Huiyin said softly, her voice slightly nasal, "Old classmate, this is the last one!"
"Okay, bottoms up!" Chen Guoliang tossed his head back and poured the cup out completely. He then turned the cup upside down and gestured to Lin Huiyin.
Lin Huiyin stared at Chen Guoliang for a while, hoping he would get drunk, but Chen Guoliang just stared at her blankly. When she hesitated after drinking, several men started cheering, "Cheers! Cheers!" They all started making a ruckus, their usual official demeanor completely gone. Lin Huiyin sighed and was about to drink it all when the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.
"I'll drink it!" Lin Tianlong strode over to his mother, Lin Huiyin, with a smile. He took the cup from her hand, glared at Chen Guoliang as if he were an enemy, and fiercely drank the wine down his throat.
Before anyone could react, Luo Pengfei's hearty voice boomed out: "Good!"
The group of people who were about to make a scene immediately shut up. Chen Guoliang looked on in astonishment: "You...who are you?"
"Hmph!" Lin Tianlong didn't even answer. He bent down, picked up Lin Huiyin horizontally, kicked open the door, and strode out. Chen Guoliang stared in disbelief, while Sang Youpeng was both shocked and furious.
"Lin Tianlong, you're amazing for saving your mother!" Hu Jingjing jumped up and down in her seat. "Uncle Zhuang, drive! Zhongshan South Road!" Sang Yuchun gave the order, and the car headed straight for Lin Tianlong's house.
"Lin Tianlong, it's raining heavily. Are you sure you don't need our help?"
"It's alright, I carried her all by myself, thank you!" Lin Tianlong carried Lin Huiyin on his back, feeling his mother's soft and warm body. Lin Huiyin had already been a little drowsy in the car, clearly the effects of the medication were kicking in.
Lin Tianlong, with his back to the bed, carefully squatted down and placed Lin Huiyin on it, covering her with a blanket. Remembering that Lin Huiyin had said she should take off her wet clothes after being caught in the rain, he laboriously lifted her skirt and stripped her down to her underwear. The clothes clung uncomfortably to her skin, and the intense heat made him even more uncomfortable. He then stripped himself completely naked. At that moment, the alcohol took effect, and he felt dizzy. The walls around him swayed as if in an earthquake. He managed to climb onto the bed, lay down beside Lin Huiyin, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
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"Where am I?" After an unknown amount of time, Lin Tianlong found himself running through the primeval forest of Yandu Mountain. All around him was utterly silent. He looked down and saw a pair of powerful, sharp claws appear. He opened his mouth, but instead let out a roar—he had transformed into a male leopard! His feet pounded the supple grass, leaping far ahead with a whoosh—it seemed to create a breeze. He continued running at full speed, the heat within him stirred, surging and rising, making him feel as if his entire body was on fire. He ran for an unknown distance until he vaguely saw an unknown animal standing at the end of the grass. He became frantically excited, pouncing on it, claws and teeth at the ready.
At first, the prey was silent, as if dead, but the next moment it became eager and welcoming. He embraced her, and she embraced him; he gently bit her, and she gently bit him. They rolled around on the vast grassland, letting out joyful cries, the green grass rising and falling like waves.
Lin Tianlong found himself with a desire for illicit sex, a desire that arose spontaneously, as if it were in accordance with some kind of destiny. He was instinctively guided by his wild nature, thrusting his penis against his crotch, searching and exploring for a way to release his pent-up desires. Oh! There it was!
The place was mysteriously beautiful, as deep as the night, humid and tight, seemingly without end. Lin Tianlong's sword was sheathed, and he was about to frantically demand more when a majestic voice resounded through the sky: "Stop that forbidden sin!"
Lin Tianlong looked at the sky with some fear, where a faint white light appeared. Suddenly, a realization dawned on him: this was a dream! But his prey whimpered and writhed in agony, giving him a new, thrilling pleasure. He instantly cast aside all fear, his body moving as if out of control, playing to the beautiful rhythm, sometimes circling, sometimes swaying, singing the most harmonious melody with his prey—now he had to call her his partner. This was a duet between him and his partner; only the two of them could complete this most moving moment, neither could be separated… Lin Tianlong felt his soul leave his body. He inexplicably recalled the ethereal apsaras in the murals. He was reaching that realm. At the end of the light, three flower-like faces rotated: one moment his mother, Lin Huiyin; the next, his teacher, Song Huiqiao; then, his aunt, Lin Minyi, constantly changing like lanterns. Each one filled him with love, making him reluctant to part with her…
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Lin Huiyin drifted leisurely to a place with red railings, white stones, green trees, clear streams, and misty clouds, seemingly a scene from the mortal world. As she admired the scenery, she suddenly heard someone singing behind her. Lin Huiyin recognized the voice as a woman's, her singing as graceful as a flying swan. She turned around and saw a figure emerge, her lithe form as light as a cloud, her face obscured, but she was dressed in ancient attire. Just as she was about to ask a question, the woman chuckled softly and said, "So it's you. Have you found him?"
Lin Huiyin shook her head in confusion. The woman, resembling Guanyin Bodhisattva, flicked her whisk, and the thick fog dissipated, revealing a room with beaded curtains, embroidered screens, painted beams, and carved eaves. Guanyin Bodhisattva pointed with her jade hand, "He is waiting for you inside." Seeing Lin Huiyin's still puzzled expression, Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed softly and said, "You two are destined to be together. He was once a Linghuazhi mushroom, growing in the primeval forest of Yandu Mountain. Because of his merit in the battle between Yanhuang and Chiyou, he was reincarnated repeatedly, and in this life, he was moved to your side. As for you, you were originally a fragrant orchid fairy herb. After you met in this life, you absorbed the essence of the moon and the sun, supporting and helping each other for hundreds of years. Have you forgotten?"
Lin Huiyin was bewildered. Guanyin Bodhisattva escorted her into a room, where she saw a man dressed in pristine white standing by the bed. His face was still obscured, but she sensed a faint smile on his face. There was a deep familiarity between them, a feeling of blood ties. Could Guanyin Bodhisattva's words be true? Just as Lin Huiyin was pondering this, Guanyin Bodhisattva entered and pointed, instantly revealing the two of them naked. Lin Huiyin was overwhelmed with shame. The man approached her, pulled her onto the bed, and Lin Huiyin turned back, pleading for help, but Guanyin Bodhisattva had vanished.
The man pressed his body against hers, and Lin Huiyin immediately felt an unbearable itch all over her body, unable to resist reaching out to hug him. The man began to caress her. Ah, what a strong body, hard as a sun-heated rock, a scorching hot steel plate. The man's gentle yet somewhat rough caresses made Lin Huiyin pant softly, thinking to herself that she was just a woman made of water, powerless to resist, only able to moan softly, her lower abdomen filled with an unsettling, strange hunger as if anticipating some kind of madness.
In a daze, a sharp pain shot through her legs. Lin Huiyin tilted her head back, opened her mouth but could not utter a sound. A feeling of fullness seized her thoughts. Lin Huiyin wrapped her limbs around him, her beautiful body taut like a taut bowstring.
The man waited patiently, gently caressing Lin Huiyin's body with his hands and mouth. Lin Huiyin felt like a plump, juicy peach, with abundant nectar gushing from between her legs. The man began to move slowly and rhythmically...
For some reason, Guanyin Bodhisattva reappeared, pointing her slender hand towards Lin Huiyin's brow. Lin Huiyin, as if suddenly enlightened, closed her eyes and saw a bird. This bird, born from between her brows, started as a grain of rice, and within a few breaths, its wings were fully grown, its beak sharp and claws gleaming. It shook its high wings, stretched its slender neck, let out a clear cry to the sky, and joyfully took flight, fluttering straight up into the clouds. This bird resembled a bluebird, with olive-colored feathers on its head and light green feathers on its back, its body light and graceful, soaring up and down along the curves of the sky, elegant and composed, free and unrestrained. After ascending to high altitude, the bluebird, wielding the flowing waves, spread its long wings and soared in a slow, graceful, and peaceful manner. The airflow glided over the tightly structured yet elastic feathers on its principal feathers, making a soft whistling sound. The downy feathers and fine feathers growing densely beneath the principal feathers were made even more fluffy by the playful wind. The long and powerful wingtips opened slightly, like hands embracing the blue of the sky and caressing the white of the clouds.
Lin Huiyin firmly believed that she heard the flapping of the bluebird's wings, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and its joyful chirping. This sound resonated with her soul; she was touched, and for some reason, she felt an urge to cry.
Gradually, the bird and Lin Huiyin's essence merged, becoming inseparable, and a profound, unspoken understanding developed between them. Her voice soared, and the bird soared; her voice swirled, and the bird swirled; her voice expanded, and the bird expanded. She discovered that her voice had broken free from her control, growing increasingly rapid, then high-pitched, gradually losing its restraint and composure, its calmness and elegance, beginning to have a hint of hysteria. But the bird's heart resonated with Lin Huiyin's; it hesitated, showed no weariness, no panic. In an instant, it discerned in Lin Huiyin's voice not pain or endurance, but rather an unexpected liberation and joy.
The birds then performed dazzling movements, tumbling and leaping in mid-air, dancing in a myriad of shapes and forms, echoing Lin Huiyin's mood.
Lin Huiyin's emotions grew increasingly intense. She saw the bird's color change from deep blue to bright red, and the sky was filled with fiery clouds. The bird's beautiful long wings were set ablaze, and in just a moment, its body became as dazzling as a fireball. However, there was no fear in the bird's eyes, as if it had already foreseen everything that was about to happen, so it calmly accepted its fate.
The bird grew larger and larger, straining to reach the highest point in the sky, its wings flapping rapidly as it flew like a shuttle.
Suddenly the bird froze, then plummeted to the ground like a fighter jet with broken wings. Closer and closer, the bird hurtled towards Lin Huiyin like a shooting star. Lin Huiyin seemed to smell the pungent, burnt odor emanating from the bird. With all her might, she trembled and opened her arms wide, eagerly welcoming the bird's return.

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