Huang Rong and her daughter's hypnotic training 10-12

Chapter Nine:
Only five days left, but Master's wife Huang Rong still hasn't returned. What should I do?
I sighed. No matter how much I thought about it, there was nothing I could do if Master's wife didn't come back. Besides, if she went away for ten days or half a month,
she could recall what happened before while on the way, and it would be useless to come back then.
On the contrary, Guo Fu, since losing her virginity yesterday, she has become even more dependent on me. Is she
unable , or has she really been conquered by me? I couldn't help but smile bitterly. In the end, without the white-robed man's fragrance, I
might be nothing.
I lay in the wooden tub filled with hot water, the humid steam making me feel extremely comfortable. I simply stopped thinking about those
troubling things.
"Master..." Guo Fu quietly opened the bathroom door and then gently closed it.
"This...this...clothes, Master, do you like them?" Guo Fu took off her coat. Today, she was wearing
a bra and panties with only a few strands of red satin ribbons underneath. Her pink breasts and sparsely haired vulva were
clearly exposed to the air. Guo Fu thought to herself that Xiao Wu probably liked these clothes.
However, she was still a little shy; it was embarrassing for a girl to be dressed like this.
"Hmm...very nice," I said calmly. If it weren't for the sharp knife stuck in my throat, I
probably would have jumped out and hugged her, and I don't know how happy I would have been.
"Master, huh?!" Guo Fu couldn't help but whine, her face flushed with shyness. Xiao Wu's expression was not something she
could accept.
"I still prefer you naked...Fu'er..." With a slight smile, I stood
up from the wooden tub, my erect penis almost touching my navel.
"Is that so? Xiao Wu...Master..." Guo Fu gently pulled on the red ribbon of her bra, and the
few ribbons fell softly to the ground. "Do you like it like this? Master...I, I'm just Xiao Wu's
sex slave...but I still yearn for affection..." Feeling completely naked, Guo Fu's sensitive body glowed a
captivating pale pink. Her eyes shimmered with a hazy, crystalline light.
"I really like you, Fu'er..." I walked up to her, water droplets dripping from my body, my
damp hands patting Guo Fu's fair, plump breasts. "Didn't you see me and my master's wife making love with our little assholes before?
How about we try it today?"
"Mmm..." With the gentle caresses, a layer of goosebumps rose on Guo Fu's body.
"Master... Xiao Wu, if you want... I can..." Actually, she
was . The pleasure of losing her virginity yesterday and watching her mother's lewd moans before made her somewhat expectant of the little asshole.
However, due to her thin skin, she still hoped that Xiao Wu could take the initiative.
My hands followed her body downwards, her slightly swollen little pussy was already a little wet, I tore off the last piece of clothing from her
body , and hugged her buttocks from top to bottom with both hands. Guo Fu's body was limp, and
I supported her like this, her nipples slightly touching my chest, her starry eyes sparkling with shyness. "What are you doing... um, um
... Master..."
"It will hurt if I put my finger in directly... so I'll have to use the lustful fluid inside your little cunt... like this,
see, doesn't it hurt less..." I said softly, as I slowly inserted my fragrant, dewy finger. Guo Fu clenched her fists tightly
in tension, but her brows weren't furrowed in pain.
"Relax, Fu'er... your master's wife likes it very much..." I gently held her back with one hand,
her tense body seemingly using all her strength to feel my invading finger. In those lonely nights
before , Guo Fu had gently stroked her anus with her little finger,
thinking of her mother's happy face while secretly comforting herself, but this was the first time my finger had been inserted inside her like this.
A swelling feeling, extremely strange, when my finger was inside her little anus, it felt as if her little hole
was being dug out. Guo Fu's face was flushed. She wouldn't tell anyone about the feeling in her little hole, nor could her master.
"Then I'll add another finger..." Guo Fu was very obedient, relaxing her body. I smiled slightly and
inserted my index and middle fingers. Surprisingly, it went smoothly. She perfectly inherited Huang Rong's body. Her little hole was
extremely slippery from the intestinal fluid and love juice. The pink flesh of her hole had a suction force even greater than Huang Rong's little hole.
"Do you do this to your mother too?... " Guo Fu asked, looking at my face.
"No... My master's wife has only ever taken one of my fingers." I laughed.
"Mmm... Xiao Wu, you're so naughty..." For some reason, a faint joy welled up in Guo Fu's heart.
She had done what even her mother hadn't. Somewhat happily, she bent down. Her little hole held my finger tightly, and
her entire pert buttocks came into view.
"Master...it's so full, so tight...please be gentle with Fu'er, um..." Guo Fu bit her lower lip. It was her
first time using anal sex, and two fingers were still a bit too much for her. It wasn't exactly painful, but it wasn't
pleasurable either; it felt so full.
"Fu'er, this is anal sex. It will be a little uncomfortable at first, but it will be fine afterward, just like
yesterday..." I comforted her. "If you're uncomfortable, I can stop. My master's wife likes it very much."
Even her mother likes it? Guo Fu's calm thoughts diluted the discomfort in her lower body. "Um...Master, Xiao Wu
...I can take it...it's really not uncomfortable..." In the relationship between men and women, no one is willing to give in, not even
her mother .
As Guo Fu thought this, she showed a greater degree of cooperation than before with her master's wife. She didn't want to lose to her mother, and
she tried her best to relax her anus so that my fingers could enter. She didn't feel comfortable; she just felt extremely strange.
Xiao Wu's fingers filled her vaginal opening completely, and a pale yellow fluid oozed from the wet flesh,
different from the vaginal fluid, but equally intensely moist.
I gently pulled out, my fingers creating a small opening in her anus. "Mmm... Ahh
..." Guo Fu cried out softly. When Xiao Wu's fingers came out, her entire vaginal opening was slightly open,
as if her whole being was being exposed without reservation.
"Fu'er... Be careful you don't poop... Fu'er, your butt smells worse than your master's wife's..." Her slightly open
anus remained half-open after my fingers came out. The anus inside wasn't actually smelly; it had a
similar . "It can't be this dirty. I don't like getting my butt dirty..."
As I said this, I felt a sense of vengeful pleasure, as if all the humiliation I had suffered at Guo Fu's hands had been avenged.
Soothing. "How could this happen... Waaah..." Guo Fu, who had always been a pampered young lady,
felt extremely upset to have been told this by someone, especially by Xiao Wu, whom she cared about so much. "Master... Xiao Wu, what should I do?
... I'm sorry..."
A faint sorrow lingered in Guo Fu's heart. Thinking of the pleasures I had with my mother, she became
afraid . How could my little bottom be so dirty... No, I can't let this happen... Xiao Wu...
Guo Fu was almost crying. Her little bottom opened and closed, forgetting all her shyness, filled with unbearable discomfort. "There's
a way , Fu'er..." I held her beautiful buttocks and smiled slightly.
"But it's a little swollen... You have to bear it for a while..." I said. "Hmm, I can do it, I can
bear it ... It's okay..." Hearing that I could fix it, Guo Fu felt much more at ease. Turning back, her eyes
were full of tenderness.
I took out the funnel I had prepared beforehand—a small kitchen funnel used for holding oil. Although I had washed it once,
it was still incredibly slippery. "Hold on tighter, Fu'er..." Hearing my words, Guo Fu
hugged her legs tightly, her buttocks facing upwards. Looking down, it was like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"What are you doing... um..." The thin tube of the funnel, cool and refreshing, entered Guo Fu's little
anus , and Guo Fu couldn't help but moan.
"I'm washing your anus, washing it clean. By then, even your master's wife won't be as clean as your little anus
... Fu'er, good luck." I smiled.
"Um..." Guo Fu was a little disgusted by this feeling, but cleaning her buttocks... "I will... do my best
... Master..." With a faint blush on her face, she dared not look me in the eye.
I scooped up the still-warm bathwater with a ladle, and with Guo Fu's slight trembling, the bathwater slowly
entered Guo Fu's little anus.
"Hmm..." The slender funnel, wet and slippery, reached deep into Guo Fu's anus. "How strange
... Master... How strange... I feel something so hot... going down into my stomach..."
One scoop after another. Guo Fu felt extremely strange; it wasn't exactly uncomfortable. The warm bathwater seeped into her
anus , pushing her stomach up into a small yurt.
"Ahhh... So deep... Master..." With her eyes tightly closed, Guo Fu endured the intense
urge to defecate.
"Want to poop, Fu'er..." I looked at her slightly swollen belly, my penis frighteningly hard.
"No... How could I..." Guo Fu protested, she would never do
something like defecating in front of others. "I won't... I won't poop..." Her taut anus gripped the funnel tightly,
but drops of water still involuntarily seeped out from the gap. Guo Fu felt a warm sensation in her stomach,
a pleasure she desperately tried to suppress, but the more she held it in, the more she wanted to release it, feeling incredibly shy.
"Even your master's wife has never tried this before..." I sighed. "I thought you'd like it too,
but who knew... I really want to see Fu'er looking comfortable in front of me... If you don't like it..." I was about to
continue
when Guo Fu suddenly grabbed my hand tightly, her eyes gentle yet evasive, avoiding my gaze. "I
...I...it feels so good...Master...if you like it, I can..." Guo Fu's stomach
rumbled softly. A flush spread across her face.
"It's alright, Fu'er...you're my sex slave anyway, it's good to be happy...as long as I'm
happy , you'll feel the same way, won't you?" I teased her buttocks with my fingers, her taut body radiating
boundless desire.
"Mmm...yes, I am Xiao Wu's sex slave..." Guo Fu murmured as if resigned to her fate,
"As long as I see you happy, it's worth it...as long as you're happy, I feel good too..."
"Master Xiao Wu...please forgive my disrespect towards you before...it was all my fault..." The water in her stomach
continued to spread, and Guo Fu was somewhat exhausted. Her anus was also loose, and her upside-down anus was gushing out
a mixture of lustful fluid and water, flowing down her back to her neck, extremely lewd.
"It's okay, Fu'er..." I hinted, "Didn't you do that before to get my
attention ...just to get my attention? You wanted to be my sex slave from the beginning, didn't you?"
"Yes, I just wanted to get Master's attention..." As if I had discovered a girl's secret,
or as if I had suddenly discovered her true self, Guo Fu whispered while looking at my
cheeks with a flushed face. "Master Xiao Wu... um, Xiao Wu..."
Yang Guo, joy, and disgust—all of that seemed insignificant. My
words held a new meaning for her. She
mixed her previous dislike for me with the hurt and malice she had inflicted in her childhood to attract Yang Guo's attention. So... so... my feelings for Brother Xiao Wu were the same as for Brother Yang.
Looking at me, they transformed into the budding longing and love she felt for Yang Guo. "I need to face my
feelings ... I can't miss this opportunity again..."
Guo Fu murmured to herself. Unconsciously, her gaze towards me shifted into a captivating love. This
love overwhelmed me with immense pleasure. Fu'er... I put down the gourd, watching her trembling, beautiful buttocks, feeling
an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
"Wu Xiuwen... Ahhhhh... Master... I love you..." Guo Fu's eyes were hazy and
dreamy . "Ahhhh... I like you so much... I've always liked you so much... I'll never bully you again...
I'll never hit you or scold you again, okay... I'll listen to you... Please don't leave me... Waaahhhh..." It was as if she was venting and confessing
after enduring countless years. I was stunned by what Guo Fu said. I never expected that such a hint would have
such a good effect.
"I really love you...please...Xiao Wu..." Guo Fu's eyes were red, and
she was . "Don't leave me...I'll do anything..."
"I love you too, Fu'er..." I don't know why I suddenly touched her heartstrings, but I was still
overjoyed. I held her upturned buttocks and pulled out the funnel. Guo Fu's buttocks instinctively tightened, clenching tightly
. "Pull it out, Fu'er, it's okay."
"Ugh...I know..." Unexpectedly, Guo Fu didn't resist and obediently said, "Xiao Wu,
Master is making me feel good...I'm going to, I'm going to come out..." I put Guo Fu on the ground, her buttocks facing me,
half-squatting and trembling.
The bathwater in her stomach began to gush out with the help of gravity, and she felt an overwhelming urge to defecate. Guo Fu's anus was slightly open.
Her eyes were hazy as she stared ahead. The warm, wet bathwater seeped through her fleshy opening, making it damp and wet. Her pink
vulva was glistening with moisture—it was hard to tell if it was love juice, urine, or perhaps the lustful fluid from her anus.
"Mmm... Master... Ahhhhh..." With the yellowish, slightly foul-smelling water, Guo Fu couldn't help but
let out a soft moan. A powerful gush of water gushed out, a strong urge to defecate arose in her vulva, and a stream of fishy, pale yellow urine shot out from
her urethra "Ahhhhhh..." A scream, filled with
intense pleasure, followed.
On the bluestone floor of the bathroom, a large pool of water, tinged with Guo
Fu . Guo Fu lay on the floor, feeling incredibly comfortable, yet too shy
to speak, her soft, lustful breaths escaping her lips, until the water spread over her hands and feet.
"Fu'er... come, come in, let me wash you." Guo Fu stood up unsteadily. With her
head bowed, I pulled her into my arms, and we both entered the still-warm wooden tub.
A faint glimmer of love lingered in her eyes.
Holding her gently from behind in the water, Guo Fu felt my still-hot penis,
her face flushed as she watched the ripples on the surface. Her master's wicked man was caressing her anus, her recently
ejaculated vulva trembling nervously.
In a place unseen by anyone in the water, Guo Fu's love juice seeped out.
"Mmm… Master… please… give it to me," Guo Fu
said slowly, as if she had made the greatest decision.
Guo Fu's fingers stroked the arm of my hand that was playing with her breasts, letting out soft breaths.
This wicked man had taken her innocence yesterday, and today he wanted to take her vulva too… The girl's shyness
prevented Guo Fu from thinking or imagining it. She looked at the somewhat blurry penis through the water, her vulva still
able to feel its heat.
"Fu'er… Fu Nu…" I placed my hand on her waist, applying slight pressure.
"Mmm...mmm..." This was his penis, so hot... Feeling my penis slowly
penetrating her little asshole, Guo Fu's lower body became swollen. Little by little, until it swallowed me
completely. Any more words would be false, unable to hide her shyness. Guo Fu pursed her lips, her body
pressing down little by little.
"Mmm...Master...mmm..." The two of them remained motionless, Guo Fu's little asshole still had
the redness and swelling left from yesterday, making her look pitiful. "Glug..." A bubble suddenly
rose .
"Haha..." I couldn't help but laugh, and my penis, still inside her asshole, vibrated slightly.
"You're so bad, Master...you're so bad..." Guo Fu's face seemed to be so red that it could drip water,
she pinched my hand in embarrassment and anger, but afraid of hurting me, she didn't dare to use too much force. With this shy beginning, my
penis began to slowly move in and out of Guo Fu's little asshole.
Guo Fu, still slightly shy from what I had just done, dared not look at my face. Her alluring breasts pressed firmly against my
chest , and she hugged my neck, leaving me with only her snow-white back.
"Fu Nu, I'm moving." I lightly touched her ear with the tip of my tongue.
"Mmm... um... whatever you want... Master..." Guo Fu was extremely sensitive at this moment. Why
was she experiencing pleasure? She sucked on my penis, her little asshole incredibly tight.
"I can't... I can't be so lewd..." Guo Fu was somewhat relieved that this was the position for making love, so that her
wicked master wouldn't see her face and would never guess what she was thinking. Mmm... Xiao Wu's penis is so
big... filling my little asshole so full and deep...
"Mmm... um..." Listening to Guo Fu's soft breathing, I began to rhythmically attack her
asshole in the water. Guo Fu bit her lip tightly, letting out soft moans.
"Mother... Mother, is this how you sit comfortably on top?... " Recalling her mother and Xiao Wu
's shameless lewdness before. Guo Fu's face flushed slightly.
If this naughty thing went any deeper, it felt so hot… I love it… mmm…
Filled with this desire, Guo Fu clung tightly to my neck, her little anus beginning to secrete slippery, lustful fluid.
She started trying to suck my penis with her anus, each time feeling incredibly good, her anus pressed tightly against mine, sucking,
then rubbing.
"So good…" Guo Fu opened her eyes, unable to help but cry out.
"Do you like it? My teacher's wife says she likes this the most…" I laughed.
"Mmm…" Guo Fu didn't answer, but simply pulled her head away from my neck, looking at me with watery eyes,
then opened her lips, kissing my lips tightly with the trembling of her lower body.
"Mmm… mmm…" Guo Fu's eyes sparkled, her delicate tongue beginning to entwine with my large tongue
. "Ah ah…" she let out a soft, pleasurable moan.
Our lips parted, and she gazed at my face, "M-Master..." A thin strand of saliva still
clung to our lips, making Guo Fu look incredibly alluring. Even in the water, Guo Fu felt an intense heat coursing through her body,
an unquenchable fire surging within her. Her entire body felt like it was boiling, her mind in turmoil.
"Give it to me...Master...It feels so good...Ahhh..." The outcome was clear.
I began my vigorous assault. To be honest, it was a bit difficult to exert force in the water, but this gentleness gave
Guo Fu a touch of tenderness. For the first time, she experienced a strange and wonderful sensation.
"Master...Ahhhh..." Tears of joy streamed
down swallowed and released my penis. That pleasure instantly overwhelmed her entire body, causing her pores
to open uncontrollably. Her hands rested on my calves, her back arched, and the pink areolas of her beautiful breasts were
clearly visible . Her nails dug into my flesh, she felt incredibly good, her tightly closed eyes filled with endless
pleasure .
"Mmm...so good...I'm coming...mmm...I'm climaxing...ahhhhh..." Guo Fu
gripped my penis tightly, her body trembling slightly. That...that bad guy hadn't ejaculated yet,
Guo Fu's eyes darted around. She was enjoying the sensation of my penis, so hot...she didn't dare move, because even
the slightest movement made her sensitive enough to cry out.
"Fu'er...you look much prettier than your master's wife like this...you must always be obedient like this, understand?" It was
time to give her some sweetness. I smiled.
"Mmm...I know. Master..." Guo Fu's soft hands gently drew circles on my chest, I hugged her
I lifted her buttocks from the wooden tub. "Ah..." She winced in pain and involuntarily hugged my neck.
"This... um, it's so embarrassing..." Her legs clamped around my buttocks, in this position, it seemed as if her entire body
weight was borne by her little asshole. Even the slightest tremor
of .
"So comfortable..." Because of the pressure on her little asshole, Guo Fu's flower hole was now somewhat empty and secreted
lustful fluid. I began to hold her beautiful buttocks and thrust in and out.
"Ahhh... ahhh..." Guo Fu clung to me tightly, her body trembling involuntarily.
This feeling inside my body was so comfortable, so full...
I suppressed the urge to ejaculate brought on by this tightness. Listening to the endless cicada chirping of midsummer...
...
Only three days left. Without the support of incense, I'm afraid my master's wife
might .
I watched Guo Fu clumsily bustling about in the front hall, feeling somewhat helpless. My mind instinctively reached for
the bone flute I hadn't used in ages.
Wait, it's gone…
it was right there yesterday. Thinking about all the subtle hints I'd planted in Guo Fu these past few days, I felt a chill.
No, it couldn't be lost. Could that person have been here?
I couldn't help but think of the man in white.
"La la la la… la la la…" Guo Fu, worn down by the recent hardships, was limping slightly, but
her mood was still excellent. She hummed happily in the front hall as she prepared lunch for me .
"By the way, Fu'er…do you know where Master and Mistress went?" I asked.
"Of course I know…they went to a valley fifty miles west of the city. They say they found a Mongol military camp
there ," Guo Fu laughed.
"A Mongol military camp?" I wondered. "Aren't Mongols everywhere? What's so
strange …?"
"How would I know…they probably found something." Guo Fu placed a plate of slightly burnt meat
in front of me. "Just two more dishes..." she thought happily...
"Why didn't you tell me before? You clearly knew." I asked.
"You didn't ask, why should I tell you..." Guo Fu replied, and besides, she wouldn't tell
her mother where she went.
"Oh no, something's not right..." I thought of the scenes with the man in white, and my heart sank. "I'm
not eating now, something's strange here. I'm leaving..."
"Sigh... Master!" Guo Fu watched me rush out, "Damn it... that brat Xiao Wu, that
stinky Xiao Wu... that stupid Xiao Wu... don't come back if you dare!"
Chapter Ten
Outside Xiangyang City, in an unnamed valley.
"Chief, according to reliable disciples, the Mongol general named Tuotuo Kuer has returned to camp. Should
we act immediately?" Elder Lu asked from the side. They had been waiting here for two days,
determined to destroy this brothel. This place was originally a horse ranch on the Jianghan Plain outside Xiangyang City.
Horses were released during the day and brought back to this valley at night. The wooden hut was where the horses were fed and fodder stored
. Now, it had become a place for the Mongols to vent their lust and abuse women and children. According to the disciples of the Five Bags Sect,
recently, General Tuotuo Kuer, along with some skilled martial artists, had been looting and pillaging outside Xiangyang City. Many innocent
young girls and women from the Song and even Jin dynasties had been taken here and forced into prostitution.
Recalling what Xiao Wu had said earlier, Huang Rong felt a slight unease. Although she vaguely remembered some things
that didn't seem right, the burning heat in her body still made her blush. "There's no time to lose," Huang Rong said to the Beggars' Sect members beside her
. "Elder Lu, take three hundred of our best men and approach the camp along the path in the valley. Sound the horn
as a signal. When you hear the horn at the front gate, set fire to the camp with the other brothers. Make sure to throw their army into chaos."
"Yes," Elder Lu nodded repeatedly and led his men to the back.
"Brother Jing," Huang Rong said, her eyes sparkling with tenderness, "You take two thousand elite soldiers and attack from the front.
These Mongols occupy advantageous terrain, so their defenses will surely be lax. Just make a lot of noise with horns and drums when you attack, and once
Elder sets the camp on fire, we can wipe them out. I and these dozen or so brothers will stay here and
wait for Brother Jing's triumphant return."
"Rong'er, you must also be careful. This place is quite close to the valley; I'm afraid the enemy is treacherous," Guo Jing said
worriedly .
"These Tartars are nothing but good-for-nothings. A few of them are no match for me, and if there are many of them, I doubt
they can catch me with their lightness skills. Don't worry," Huang Rong said with a smile. "I can also support you and Elder Lu from here. When it comes to
rescuing those girls, I won't be absent!"
"That's good then." Guo Jing didn't hesitate. The two thousand elite Xiangyang soldiers had been lying in ambush here for a long time.
Guo Jing waved the red flag lightly, and all the soldiers were invigorated.
Before long, only Huang Rong and a dozen or so Beggar Clan disciples guarding her remained on the hilltop. The place was covered with lush
vegetation and was located on a small hill on the side of the valley, so it was extremely well hidden. Although these dozen or so Beggar Clan disciples
were diligent, they inevitably became a little lax after a few days. Huang Rong held the Dog-Beating Stick in her hand, and her thoughts became somewhat chaotic. In
the past few days, she seemed to have recalled many things. It seemed that Xiao Wu had done something bad to her, and
not only had she lost her anus, but she was also very restless. Recalling Xiao Wu's words, Huang Rong wondered if Xiao Wu
was also connected to this Mongol. These past few days, although she had many memories, her body had become increasingly
damp . The milk she secreted had soaked through three layers of clothing, and her underpants had been soaked several times as well. Fortunately, it was
the height of summer, so changing clothes didn't attract attention.
"Chief, snakes!" Just as she was pondering this, a young disciple, not yet twenty, exclaimed in surprise,
pointing and shouting.
"This mountain is densely forested. Let alone snakes, even tigers and leopards are not uncommon. Don't panic..." Huang Rong
reassured the young disciple while simultaneously channeling the Nine Yin Manual, using her emerald-green dog-beating stick to part the grass and peer inside.
Sure enough, there were clumps of intertwined snakes—white, red, and green—each
only two or three meters long and about the thickness of two fingers. However, their sheer number was overwhelming; she estimated there were over a hundred.
Huang Rong thought to herself, "There were so many people here before, and it's only been a short while since Brother Jing left with his troops. How
could there be so many insects and snakes? This is definitely not normal." She frowned slightly and called out in a loud, sweet voice, "Everyone
, stay alert! These snakes are strange. Quickly grab your weapons!"
"Hahahaha..." Before the Beggars' Sect members could react, a
sharp laugh came from the tall grass. Snakes cleared a path, and a four-person sedan chair emerged from the undergrowth. The voice
came from within the chair, carried by four young women dressed in simple white robes. These women were beautiful,
clad , and moved swiftly through the grass. Some had alluring expressions, while others raised their eyebrows and glared like Buddhas, appearing
somewhat lacking in spirit.
"Huang Rong is indeed a female Zhuge Liang, but how can these mere dozen or so strong men withstand the might of my serpentine power? They'd
better surrender." Before the words were finished, a six- or seven-foot-long red snake darted out from under the feet of a trembling young Beggars' Sect member.
Before he could even raise his sword, it bit him. In pain, the young man hastily discarded his short sword and desperately struggled against the venomous snake
at his feet . Huang Rong used her green bamboo staff with relentless force, and the snake's head was pierced by her internal energy.
The disciple's calves were already red and swollen.
"My spirit snake is nurtured daily with rare flowers and herbs, making it incredibly poisonous,"
the person laughed. "In less than half a moment, he'll bleed from all seven orifices and die... Hahahaha, if you know what's good for you,
surrender now, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, he's deliberately saying these things to confuse us..." Huang Rong shouted. The other Beggar Clan
disciples were all startled upon hearing this and came to their senses. "He's just one person. Let's attack together.
If there's anything else strange, we'll scatter and go find Hero Guo and Elder Lu. Brothers will come to rescue us."
Huang Rong whispered.
As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Rong leaped high and attacked the person in the sedan chair. The four women in white calmly
put down the sedan chair and somewhat woodenly counterattacked. These women's martial arts were not profound, but the four of them relied on each other
in a strange complementary way. Huang Rong attacked repeatedly, but all her attacks were blocked. Looking back,
she saw the rest of the group entangled and blocked by the strange snakes. Although the snakes were numerous and highly venomous,
their attacks were chaotic, allowing the Beggars' Sect disciples to hold them off for a while.
"This isn't good... I can't stay entangled any longer, I have to find Brother Jing..." Huang Rong
thought to herself, as she slapped away the white-clad woman on her left, her body floating backward. "Listen up, everyone!
We're leaving now. Quickly find Elder Lu and Hero Guo, gather the best men, and we must capture these four white-clad women
and the person in the sedan chair!"
Huang Rong channeled her Nine Yin Manual, unleashing a flurry of petals with her Falling Flowers Palm technique, swatting away more than a dozen snakes between her and her disciples.
She shouted , "Everyone, let's go!" The Beggars' Sect disciples quickly shook off the snakes and ran down the mountain.
"We'll meet again someday..." Huang Rong watched the Beggars' Sect disciples disappear into the distance, the strange
snakes unable to catch up. She smiled mischievously and waved to the four white-clad women from afar.
"!..." Huang Rong was about to get up when a familiar flute melody suddenly reached her ears. It was... Xiao Wu's tune
... Was the person in the sedan chair Xiao Wu? No... Huang Rong's mind buzzed, and she immediately felt
unsteady . With a sense of unease, and having abstained from incense for the past few days, the melody stirred up
a flood of memories.
"I didn't expect that idiot Xiao Wu to be so incompetent? Far from enough to control you." The person in the sedan chair
scoffed , a hint of disdain in their voice.
So that's it, Xiao Wu was colluding with this Mongol. Torn by these thoughts, Huang Rong broke out
in a cold sweat at the sight of the seductive music. "But that's enough, hahaha... Are you feeling uncomfortable now? Do you know who I am?"
"Rip..." The woman in white lifted the beaded curtain of the sedan chair, revealing
the face . He was dressed in pure white, gently waving a folding fan with a large "elegant" character written on its surface. He sat
in a two-wheeled carriage within the sedan chair, a smile on his face.
"It's you?! Ouyang Ke?" Huang Rong's mind raced. Scenes from over a decade ago flooded her mind.
He was clearly... clearly dead. Looking at Ouyang Ke's empty trouser leg, Huang Rong smiled. "Even if you were alive, you
'd be nothing but a cripple clinging to life. At worst, I'll have Brother Jing kill you again."
"Hmph. You think you can escape?" Ouyang Ke laughed. "How's the thrill of adultery with your disciple?
Tomorrow I'll ruin your reputation."
"Hahaha..." Huang Rong suppressed her unease and chuckled. "You're just a cripple who's already died once
. No one would believe it if I told them. I already know your scheme. Do you think I'd be
fooled by your strange voice?"
"Hmph... Xiao Wu is stupid. I thought he was so capable... but you can't escape my grasp now."
Ouyang Ke sneered. "When the time comes, you'll be humiliated in front of the world along with Guo Jing. That will be a great
pleasure ."
"Attack!" Four women in white suddenly pounced on Huang Rong. Just
as a "buzzing" sound rang out, and the strange flute music assaulted her ears again. She was
momentarily disoriented, but then the women in white pinned her down. She struggled to resist the flute music while also fending off the women's attacks,
finding it increasingly difficult to defend herself.
"Hahahaha..." Ouyang Ke leaped up and struck several acupoints on her body.
"Despicable and vile!" Huang Rong shouted.
"Save those words for your Jing-gege, Huang Rong!" A sinister glint
appeared . His delicate fingers trembled as he touched Huang Rong's body, his
heart filled with boundless pleasure. This wasn't enough! Not enough! He roared inwardly.
Before Ouyang Ke could rejoice for long, war drums and Qiang flutes sounded from the other side of the mountain. A flicker of happiness flashed in
Huang Rong's . "Hmph!" Ouyang Ke gestured for the woman in white to lead Huang Rong to the sedan chair. "Huang Rong,
don't be too happy yet. I've already died once. The real show is just beginning."
...
At this moment, chaos reigned in the Mongol stronghold. This place, originally a brothel
established , was filled with disheveled Mongol men running around like headless flies. Elder Lu
had also succeeded, and flames shot into the sky above the Mongol camp on the inner side of the valley, illuminating the sky.
However, in the wooden hut that had originally been used to store hay, now the place where young girls were to be raped and defiled, there was still considerable resistance. Many Mongol officers and warriors who had come to relax were already fighting
with the elite Xiangyang soldiers without even having time to pull up their trousers . "General Tuotuokuer! You are surrounded!" Guo Jing killed more than a dozen Mongol warriors with his palm.

With his inner strength like an ox, he shouted loudly, and everyone felt a buzzing in their ears. Even the Mongol warriors felt their strength diminished
. Seeing this, the Xiangyang soldiers were all brave and their momentum surged like a tide.
"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in front of the wooden house, and it exploded, scattering rubble everywhere.
It was the Western firearms that Ouyang Ke usually made, which extinguished a lot of the flames. Guo Jing shook the dirt off his clothes and
saw that the wooden house had been opened, revealing the inside. Four beautiful girls in white were holding Huang Rong hostage, and a
sharp blade was held to Huang Rong's neck. "Look who I've caught."
The one who spoke was a man in the middle, sitting in Kongming's chariot, who looked handsome and dashing. Guo Jing
felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. "Are you General Tuotuo Kuer?" Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong and called out, "
Rong'er, are you alright?"
Huang Rong shook her head. She had been acupunctured and could not speak.
"Great Hero Guo Jing! I've always admired your deep affection as a couple. If you have the guts, do you dare to come in and have a
match ? I know I deserve to die, but if you take any further steps, I'll immediately have Huang Rong's dog life taken!"
Ouyang Ke laughed.
"Lord Tuotuo Kuer! Seeing your spirited demeanor and refined manner, unlike that of a Mongol, and being a dragon among men, why
do you not serve the court, but instead become a Mongol lackey, raping women and forcing them into prostitution?" Guo Jing, righteous and upright,
shouted loudly. "If you release Rong'er, I will certainly not make things difficult for you. Then, escort her to Bianliang, the capital,
where the court will deal with her."
"Hahahaha! Guo Jing! You are still as ignorant and naive as before!" Ouyang Ke laughed. "I
know I have no chance of survival. Now you have no choice." He pressed his hands down with his inner energy and actually flew into the air
. His lightness skill was truly unparalleled. With a light leap, he pulled with hidden force,
tearing , revealing her fair and delicate shoulders.
"You scoundrel!" Guo Jing's face flushed red, his eyes blazing. The surrounding air seemed to hold its breath.
"Come on, Guo Jing! This will be exciting! Very interesting!" Ouyang Ke gently stroked Huang Rong's fragrant shoulder.
Huang Rong trembled slightly and shook her head repeatedly. *Brother Jing, don't come!* The more she thought this, the more
pitiful she became. Guo Jing, filled with resentment, said to Da Wu beside him, "Dunru, I'll go in and take a look. You
send men to surround this place. As soon as I break the window with stones from inside, you send men to rush in."
"Yes, Master." Da Wu bit his lower lip tightly, exasperated.
Guo Jing made arrangements for a while, then sighed and walked alone into the wooden house.
"Good!" Ouyang Ke laughed, "Come on, Guo Jing. I know you will make the right choice."
Ouyang Ke returned to the Kongming carriage, turned his hands, and gestured for four white-clad girls to take Huang Rong to another room.
I lowered my head, mingling among the remaining Mongol soldiers in the wooden house. After half a day of riding, I finally arrived.
While Elder Lu was burning down the camp, I took advantage of the chaos to put on a Mongol soldier's uniform. My intuition told me that the
old man was up to something, and sure enough, I discovered that my master's wife had been captured. Unfortunately, I was now
powerless, and even my master was being led by the nose by that man. What could I do?
I mingled among the remnants of the army. Next door was the room where General Tuotuo Kuer kept his mistresses. All the captured
women were in the room next door. I smeared my face with black grime, half of it blood I didn't know, and half of it
black ash from the corner of the wall, and watched as Guo Jing was led to the door of the room.
"I'm here. Where's Rong'er?" Guo Jing asked in a deep voice.
"Oh~ what an anticipated moment, Master Guo. Don't rush. Savor this moment slowly..."
Ouyang Ke revealed an expression different from his handsome face. He smiled, "This contest is very simple
... See those holes?" He pointed to the various holes in the wall.
"Those holes were originally designed for horses to graze in the ranch, but I've given them a whole new purpose.
Come on, everyone, look over here," Ouyang Ke said to the remaining Mongol soldiers outside the room.
"Witness this performance, see the deep affection between Guo Jing and Huang Rong!" Ouyang Ke said excitedly, his
fair face flushed with excitement. He rolled the Kongming chariot to the wooden plank outside the room and pulled hard
.
"This is..." Guo Jing frowned. The Mongol soldiers lying on the ground erupted in excited commotion.
Ouyang Ke pulled open the wooden board, revealing a row of white, tender buttocks. Some were plump, some were delicate, but
without exception they were all naked. "These are the beauties I have carefully collected. Huang Rong was just
placed in there. You only have one chance. Take off your pants, Master Guo... put your penis into
Rong'er 's little hole. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what these dying soldiers will do."
"If I put it in like this, how am I any different from you beasts!" Guo Jing said solemnly. "If you
humiliate , I will definitely tear you to pieces. Rong'er!" Looking at these buttocks, Guo Jing had never seen such a scene before.
There was even Rong'er among them. Guo Jing was anxious. He stood beside these buttocks. The remaining soldiers, intimidated by
Master Guo's reputation, did not dare to take another step closer.
"You have no choice, Master Guo! These are all people who are about to die. Even if they get out, would you let them leave
alive ? Would you let them spread rumors about your love affair with Huang Rong?" Ouyang Ke rocked his chair and went into the inner part of the room.
"There are ten beauties in total. If you hesitate for even a moment, I will order one of the cave entrances to be closed. When the time comes,
I won't know which one your Rong'er will be among the beauties who dies."
"How could Mongolia have such an anomaly as you?" Guo Jing shouted. He was simple-minded and, after thinking it over, couldn't come up with
any other good ideas. He said in a deep voice, "Ladies, although we have never met, I, Guo Jing, apologize." He could only
look at each woman's buttocks one by one. Being a gentleman, he couldn't look closely. He felt that all the women's buttocks were
more or less the same . I was anxious watching from the side. I could clearly distinguish my master's wife's shapely buttocks just by smelling them from afar.
Guo Jing, who had been engrossed in military affairs for a long time, couldn't even distinguish the woman next to him. I saw Guo Jing
walk and stop at a white and tender shapely buttocks next to her. He thought to himself, "Lady, I apologize."
"Have you made your choice?" Ouyang Ke's voice carried a hint of impatience. "A quarter of an hour is almost up."
"I know Rong'er's ass inside me perfectly well; I've already found it," Guo Jing sneered. "I
told you, your cock is going to go in. I'll release Huang Rong's speech impediment then, and you two can fuck each other across the wall—
that'll be quite a sight."
"Hmph..." Guo Jing remained silent, pulling down his pants, silently cursing his intrusion, and pressing his hands against her shapely buttocks.
A not-too-thick and long penis was inserted.
Huang Rong blushed inside, thinking, "Brother Jing, you've inserted the wrong thing." She glanced at the girl next door and let out a cold snort.
She had a plan in mind. Most of the beauties inside were young married women and
unmarried . Just now, fearing that these girls would report Huang Rong's location to Guo Jing, she had silenced them all
by pressing their acupoints. Now that Ouyang Ke had released her acupoints, she couldn't help but make good use of her. If Ouyang Ke kept his promise and she could
escape like this, it wouldn't be unacceptable. However... just thinking about how many men were
watching , Huang Rong's little hole couldn't help but get wet.
"Ah..." Huang Rong's eyes were hazy as she breathed out a soft moan, "So deep..." The rough men outside didn't hear
Huang Rong's soft moan. They all became aroused, and some even pulled down their pants and placed their hands on
their penises.
Guo Jing only felt that this flower cave was a little dry compared to Rong'er's, assuming it was due to the condition here, and didn't
think anything was wrong.
How could this be? Could this blockhead Guo Jing really discover Huang Rong? Should Ouyang Ke be afraid of being subdued and killed
by Guo Jing should really go out and see. Seeing that Huang Rong didn't seem to be faking it, panting heavily, he
thought to himself, "Guo Jing can understand Huang Rong so well, it's my own fault for becoming crippled eighteen years ago..." His expression darkened
, and Huang Rong saw this. She didn't care how many lustful eyes were staring at her buttocks outside, and began to moan
somewhat passionately.
I watched from outside and secretly found it amusing. My master's wife was clever, killing two birds with one stone, both protecting my master's self-esteem
and breaking the white-robed man's trick. She put on a good show. Unfortunately, the poor
young woman next to Huang Rong, who had been kidnapped and rendered mute by acupuncture, understood that this was a good show. It was a pity that the renowned Guo Jing's penis wasn't
large, and his martial arts skills were mediocre; she couldn't understand how Huang Rong was enjoying herself so much.
"Alright, let's have a second round..." Ouyang Ke laughed from inside.
"I already agreed with you with great difficulty, and you still have a second round?" Guo Jing shouted. "If you keep
losing, won't there be a third and fourth round?"
"Hahahaha," Ouyang Ke's voice came from inside the house, "I'm already a dying man, why would I
deceive you? Besides, this second round will be beneficial to you, so why not listen first?"
"Go ahead..." Guo Jing said.
"I am General Tuotuo Kuer, you must know my real name, I am Ouyang Ke..." Ouyang Ke sighed.
His voice revealed an unspeakable vicissitude.
"Eighteen years ago, I was killed by you and Yang Kang... Actually, I wasn't completely dead. I was saved by the Living
Buddha Ushni . He said I was the reincarnation of the Buddha of Bliss, but unfortunately, my greed was too deep, and this calamity was destined to be my fate," Ouyang
Ke said.
"Since you were saved by a high monk, you should have devoted yourself to studying Buddhism. Why did you have to engage in this disastrous act that harms the country and its people again?"
Guo Jing said solemnly.
"Heh... Do you know that since I was the reincarnation of the Buddha of Bliss, I was originally full of lust? Who knew that you and Huang Rong
would sever my desires? For the past eighteen years, all I have received is endless suffering," Ouyang Ke sneered.
"The pain of being unable to have sex has tormented me for eighteen years..." Saying it aloud, I felt
a pang of . If I hadn't had a penis for eighteen years, oh my god... forget about it...
"I've meticulously planned for so long, but it all came to nothing..." Ouyang Ke sighed. "Now I
just want to see Huang Rong's Jing-gege fuck me, to see Huang Rong climax. And let these dying
men have some pleasure too..."
"What do you mean?" Guo Jing sighed. He and Ouyang Ke were already entangled in a mess around Huang Rong,
and this feeling of reliving the past filled Guo Jing with mixed emotions.
"There are ten beauties here. Besides Huang Rong, let these remnants of the army have their fun with the others.
I want to see you with these Mongol men. If you can really boost the morale of the Han people, I'll die
willingly ." Ouyang Ke laughed.
"These young girls are already too vulnerable to humiliation. Do you want me to become such a lecher?" Guo Jing
frowned .
"Hehe, I'm afraid you have no choice now. Listen up, you Mongol soldiers outside! I, Tuotuo Kuer,
have always been respected by you all, and now I just hope you can have one last good time on your way to the underworld. Huang Rong's
pressure points will be released in less than an hour, and Guo Jing will be overwhelmed. If you see anyone you like, go ahead and have your fun
again..." Ouyang Ke laughed heartily. The Mongols outside were already itching for a fight, and they pounced
on him with boundless energy.
"Get out of the way..." I knocked out a Mongol soldier who was about to pounce on Huang Rong with a single blow, emitting
a ferocious aura. The soldiers nearby were so frightened that they quickly went to find others.
"Ah..." Huang Rong cried out shyly. Had someone touched her after all? Huang Rong's eyes were almost dripping with tears,
but unable to exert any strength, she could only try her best to tighten her plump, upturned buttocks.
I gently felt her heat with my hand. Unlike the hypnosis before, she now had a tense
, tight feeling. Many Mongol soldiers were already embracing her shapely buttocks and fucking her. Guo Jing was helpless,
but Ouyang Ke was still inside, worried about Huang Rong's safety. He held tightly to her soft, white buttocks,
thrusting slowly and deliberately.
"Hehe, I've released their speech acupoints. Guo Jing, don't lose to these Mongol brutes
!" The sounds of thrusting could be heard from inside. Through the wall, the beauties began to moan softly.
My penis stood erect, nervously watching my master's wife Huang Rong's vulva, rubbing it little by little.
"My God... such a hot cock..." For some reason, Huang Rong felt a faint sense of
familiarity , the sensation of the glans, the fiery heat. "Could it be Xiao Wu? Is she here to save me?
Or to humiliate me?"
As if she were thinking, I wrote the word "save" on her buttocks with my rough fingers. The perceptive
Huang Rong seemed to see the words on my buttocks, and her slightly trembling buttocks calmed down. Although
she vaguely knew that I had hypnotized her, she didn't blame me. Huang Rong felt that I had been used by Ouyang Ke
, and my presence here proved that. Moreover, that feeling, the
feeling of being saved by me, was fermenting faintly in her heart.
"Brother Jing, your Rong'er is right beside you... why are you holding another woman and fucking her..."
Huang Rong pursed her lips, looking at the burning gaze of Ouyang Ke, who was no longer able to have sex.
Huang Rong could feel Xiao Wu's hot, large hands kneading her shapely buttocks without any restraint. His
hot glans and penis hesitated, wondering whether to insert into her flower. Huang Rong seemed to be breathing heavily,
as if she had given her entire lower body to me.
"Mmm..." Hearing Huang Rong's soft moans inside, Guo Jing's penis was on the verge of ejaculation. He
quietly ejaculated without anyone else seeing, and then slowly thrust in and out, as if nothing had happened.
His semi-erect penis was still inside her flower.
"Ahhh... Brother Jing... So good, so amazing..." With my penetration, Huang Rong
let out a high-pitched moan under the tenfold pleasure. Rong'er really takes care of my heart. Guo Jing, who had already ejaculated,
was somewhat moved when he heard Huang Rong's voice.
"Rong'er... So comfortable... Faster..." Ouyang Ke looked at Huang Rong's somewhat unrestrained lips and was
somewhat astonished. It turned out that Guo Jing was also so amazing in bed. No wonder Xiao Wu failed.
As Huang Rong felt my penis, she moaned incessantly for Guo Jing. She would never
forget . Tears welled up in her eyes, captivating Ouyang Ke. Her pert
breasts overflowed with a pale, fragrant milk. It smelled wonderful. Ouyang Ke, oblivious to what was happening, looked at
the fluids on Huang Rong's body and thought, "I didn't expect you to be pregnant again. Is Guo Jing that good?"
I nervously entered Huang Rong's vagina. Unlike her anus, Huang Rong's vagina was warm and
tight. With each deep thrust, Huang Rong greedily caressed my penis; she was already
soaking wet .
Huang Rong smiled. This was the first time she had experienced such pleasure and love. Her buttocks
pressed tightly against my penis, kissing my heart little by little.
"Mmm...uh...ahhhhh..." Huang Rong's eyes were tightly closed, emitting dreamlike gasps
and moans. Her voice wasn't the loudest among the ten beauties, but it was the most captivating. Ouyang Ke didn't even glance at
the other women; Huang Rong's posture, her aura, were unforgettable. Her
gently moist vulva, wetly enveloping my penis, would
stickily , carrying her unique fragrance.
"I dare not speak..." Afraid that Guo Jing would recognize me, I could only gently
write , "Does it hurt?"
"Ahhhh...it feels so good...Brother Jing...it's okay, it feels so good..." As if answering me
, fine beads of sweat appeared on Huang Rong's upturned buttocks. She felt so good, this tenfold pleasure. Although
I knew I had lied to her before, this pleasure was still etched in her heart, making her yearn
for it .
My lust was ignited, and I didn't care whether Huang Rong had discovered I had hypnotized her. Her vagina,
her posture, were simply amazing. Following my senses, my penis thrust in and out wantonly. I could
feel that my master's wife still loved my penis; that greedy sucking, even more powerful than her anus,
was incredibly wonderful.
Ouyang Ke was captivated by her seductive expression. Was this what it felt like for her to make love with Guo Jing? Such beauty...
it was just a pity that Ouyang Ke no longer had a penis, and could only helplessly purse his lips.
Feeling that her acupoints were recovering somewhat, Huang Rong didn't immediately start using her internal energy to stimulate them. Instead, she used the last
bit of strength she had left to forcefully arch her back, savoring the indescribable pleasure.
Her clothes, which had been torn and were slightly damp with breast milk, exuded an indescribable pleasure that Ouyang Ke had never
experienced . "What a beautiful taste..." Soft moans escaped her lips. "Xiao Wu," Huang Rong
thought to herself, but couldn't help saying aloud, "Brother Jing! So good!"
"Mmm...uh...mmm...ahhhhh...uh..." Each soft moan, each utterance filled with
desire , was incredibly moving. Whether it was Ouyang Ke, myself, or Guo Jing who was only pretending to thrust, everyone could
feel the deep affection within.
"Is it comfortable?" I wrote on her buttocks.
"Ahhhh...so comfortable...Brother Jing...uh..." she answered with her eyes closed. Guo Jing couldn't help but
feel a surge of pride. Even just placing his penis inside Huang Rong's flower-like opening, she still felt so comfortable. He
had never known he was this capable.
The thrill of being spied on, the excitement of her disciple's infidelity, and the sense of transgression beside her husband—all these sensations mingled
together. "Look at your slutty Rong'er... your slutty Rong'er is being fucked by Xiao Wu, your slutty Rong'er's blissful
expression was seen by that lecherous thief Ouyang Ke, your slutty Rong'er is having sex with another man right beside you...
Ugh, so good..."
Her vulva began to drip wetly, the fluids flowing down her thighs onto the smooth floor
. An indescribable blush crept across Huang Rong's face.
"Ah... ah... so good..." The love juices mingled between my penis and her vulva,
soaking even my pubic hair. With each deep thrust, Huang Rong let out a gasp of pleasure. A
wet, slapping sound echoed from her vulva.
"You're so sensitive today... Rong'er..." Guo Jing couldn't help but say.
"Mmm, mmm...so shy...mmm...ahhh..." Huang Rong lowered her head, her shyness
not subsiding, but the gradually relaxing pressure points gave her the initiative. I held her waist tightly, and
she tried her best to swallow my big cock back and forth.
I greedily rubbed her flesh, feeling Huang Rong's wonderful pleasure. Today, my master's wife was different from
before , with a different kind of beauty.
"Mmm...ahhhhh...mmm, mmm...Jing-gege...ahhhhh..." My master's wife and I were in
perfect sync . I thrust for a while, and then she swallowed for a while, back and forth, looking extremely comfortable.
Even with Jing-gege right beside her, she remained the same.
Only Xiao Wu could feel this way, only Xiao Wu could feel this comfortable, only Xiao Wu...Xiao Wu, ahhhhh
...Even though she wasn't hypnotized, Huang Rong still thought like this. Guo Jing's
penis . Mmm, let's do it again, baby. Guo Jing gently stroked his subordinate's buttocks, his slightly
hardened penis beginning to move in and out.
"Ah...ah...ah...uh..." Huang Rong's lower body arched repeatedly, leaving Ouyang Ke dumbfounded
. Huang Rong's body, approaching climax, glowed a pale pink; her beautiful appearance was simply
breathtaking. Huang Rong's eyes were tightly closed, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, and soft breaths escaped her lips.
She kept letting out soft, ethereal moans.
"Mmm..." I couldn't help but groan. My hips began to move faster and faster.
"Wow..." Guo Jing looked at my constant thrusting and couldn't help but be a little surprised. "Aren't you afraid of
hurting her with such force?" This Tartar's penis is so big, this woman must be in so much pain. Although Huang Rong will be safe soon
, and these Mongol soldiers will definitely be wiped out by Da Wu's troops, Guo Jing
still subconsciously advised me gently, seeing how fierce I was.
"Ugh... ugh..." I didn't dare to make a sound, and could only point to my mouth with some incoherent sounds.
"So she's mute...no wonder she's so rude..." Guo Jing sighed, not having time to say more. Just then,
Huang Rong let out a soft moan, seemingly in ecstasy, from the other side of the wall, "Ah...ah...don't stop, don't
stop...uh..."
It turned out that Guo Jing's interruption had caused my penis to involuntarily stop. Guo Jing, seeing the Tartar
looking at him strangely, blushed, thinking, "Rong'er, Rong'er...your voice has been heard by outsiders
." Seeing me resume my vigorous thrusts, he felt a surge of smug satisfaction. A gentle thrust was enough to make
Rong'er happy and satisfied; with this Tartar's force, the woman opposite him was probably already unconscious.
Listening to her husband comment on her lovemaking with Xiao Wu, Huang Rong's face burned with embarrassment. She hated
Xiao Wu, but she didn't want to give up this feeling. Her face flushed, Huang Rong lowered
her head , her wet vagina tightly gripping my penis, trying to prevent this wicked thing from leaving. She
thought to herself.
"Ahhh... Brother Jing... So comfortable... So comfortable... I'm... I'm going to fly...
" As if speaking to me, Huang Rong's cherry lips were drooling with intoxication, her appearance extremely wanton
. Ouyang Ke had never seen such a beautiful woman's seductive demeanor, but unfortunately, he was no longer able to have sex, and
he panted heavily .
Without me saying anything, I was also extremely comfortable, tightly holding her waist and abdomen exposed by the small hole, and quickly thrusting my penis
in and out , each time reaching the deepest point. This was the first time I had entered the depths of my master's wife's little hole. If my master's wife
wanted to settle accounts afterward, would this be the last time? I thought to myself as I enjoyed my master's wife's one-in-a-million
exquisite flesh hole.
"Mmm... Hmm..." Guo Jing's internal energy was of the most yang and most powerful type. Hearing Huang Rong's soft moans, he could
n't bear it, and soon he had the urge to ejaculate again. Unfortunately, the young woman had just begun to feel something when
she found that his little southern limbs had become soft again, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed. I thought I had helped Master Guo,
but it turns out I'm all show and no substance. I wonder if Madam Guo was moaned by the Tartars. If
it , she's a pitiful woman.
"Ahhh... um... ahhh..." Huang Rong's internal energy was still suppressed by acupoints, but she didn't know
when her body had regained its freedom of movement, though she hadn't realized it yet. Thrust after thrust,
the pleasure was intoxicating, making her unwilling to think about anything else. Her plump, firm buttocks
gripped my penis tightly, her breath becoming intoxicated.
I secretly wrote "I love you" on my master's wife's buttocks, but I wrote it so quickly I don't know if she noticed.
Inside, Huang Rong smiled slightly. Having practiced the Nine Yin Manual, her senses far surpassed ordinary people. These
little couldn't escape her notice. She smiled softly, "Brother Jing... Rong'er... I love you so much...
Brother Jing..." Her eyes were hazy, filled with tenderness.
"Rong'er..." After ejaculating, Guo Jing soaked his penis in her flower cave again. Although he had ejaculated twice, his internal energy
was still abundant, but he couldn't help feeling a slight fatigue. He never expected to meet Ouyang Ke under
such All the previous events flashed before his eyes, as if they were yesterday. Guo Jing stroked his beard, while
the Mongol Tartars beside him were still fucking their own flesh caves through the wall, each of them speaking in a rough and unbearable tone.
Listening to Huang Rong's soft panting, carrying the scent of sensual desire, I forgot Guo Jing's existence for a moment,
immersed in this wonderful carnal desire. If Guo Jing found out that the person beneath him wasn't Huang Rong, I would probably be
killed . I don't care, I don't care, I'll die a full-bodied ghost, and only by conquering my master's wife will I have a sliver of hope.
"Ugh... ugh, umm... ahhhhh..." Soft moans, shallow panting, endless unrestrained
lust . Ouyang Ke's eyes were bloodshot, overflowing with endless hatred—hatred for not dying sooner, hatred for
the heavens that, unable to be human, had to subject him to the most cruel spectacle.
"Ugh...ahhh...I can't take it anymore...ah! I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore..."
Less than two steps from Guo Jing, Huang Rong's buttocks emitted lewd moans. Her buttocks were taut, on the verge of climax.
The thrusting became rapid, each stroke drawing slippery fluid from Huang Rong's delicate opening.
Her pink vulva gripped me tightly; Huang Rong's body felt amazing, and I felt incredibly comfortable.
"Hmph!" Ouyang Ke remained silent, turning his chair away, no longer looking at Huang Rong's hazy face, but the
wanton moans were impossible to ignore.
Huang Rong greedily felt the penis inside her vulva—Xiao Wu's penis, the large cock of that wicked man who had once
plotted . Xiao Wu is so wicked, completely different from the gentle Jing-gege. He
treats her cunt like...like a bitch, fucking her...uh...Jing-gege...
"Ahhh...Jing-gege...so amazing...ahhhh...I'm coming...uh..."
Huang Rong gushed out her juices, her cunt spasming and trembling, her waist beginning to sway on its own. To better savor
my cock, cock...big dick...uh, Huang Rong's thoughts were in disarray.
"Ahhhhh..." A soft moan, but it seemed to pierce
the hearts of all the men in the wooden house. The Mongol Tartars looked at Guo Jing with envy, wishing they could snatch his cock and fuck that perky ass to their hearts' content
, but Guo Jing exuded a faint, extraordinary inner strength, making them somewhat wary of his madness.
Huang Rong's sweet moans pierced the hearts of every man. Her cunt was wet, constantly dripping with fishy,
lustful fluid. Her vaginal fluid washed over my glans, her pretty buttocks spasming and trembling, feeling extremely comfortable.
I remembered my purpose for coming here: I had to rescue my master's wife. My mind raced, and taking advantage of my slight weakness after the climax,
I stopped thrusting and wrote three words on her plump, beautiful buttocks: "How to rescue her?"
Huang Rong thought to herself, "This little guy has finally remembered the important matter." A flush of fiery red spread across her face. Her
eyes sparkled , and her voice trembled slightly, "Ouyang Ke… how long are you going to keep this up… it's just a pity I…"
"You've taken everything. If I had the Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill, I wouldn't be afraid of your pathetic skills..."
Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill? I did bring some spiritual herbs from Peach Blossom Island with me when I left, but how should I take them?
Just as I was pondering this, I heard Ouyang Ke say calmly from inside.
"I always thought I could give you happiness before... That idiot Guo Jing couldn't satisfy you... But today it seems
I was wrong... However..." Ouyang Ke was a little crazy with excitement, "I have many more ideas, I'll try them on for you one by
one okay, Rong'er! You'll definitely like them... Hahahaha!"
"Ah..." Huang Rong suddenly let out a strange moan. Ouyang Ke saw that Huang Rong's lust had been aroused again, sneered
, and turned his head away. Huang Rong, her flower-like opening just emptying, was lost in thought when she felt a cool, refreshing
pill being pushed into her vagina by my penis. This Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill was meticulously crafted by Huang Yaoshi, who tasted hundreds of herbs;
it contained common ingredients like mint leaves. At that moment, Huang Rong felt her vagina and uterus both cool and
hot from my burning penis… How strange… this sensation of ice and fire…
“Ugh, ahhhhhh… mmm…” Despite trying to purse her lower lip, the feeling,
that clear, cool sensation, was so comfortable. The potent medicinal power was being absorbed by her vagina and uterus;
her vagina, far more sensitive than skin, felt as if it were covered in ice and snow from the pill.
"In that case, I'm going to come again...ahhhhhh..." This moan was far more seductive than before.
Guo Jing thought to himself, "Is my penis really that powerful? Just having it inside Rong'er makes her feel so good." He thought to himself,
"What am I thinking... I should rescue Rong'er sooner..." Gently covering his buttocks, Guo Jing tried his best not to let
anyone see.
I don't know if semen will affect the potency of the medicine, but I can't hold back anymore. Huang Rong's beautiful little hole
makes me linger.
"Mmm..." I couldn't help but groan comfortably. Guo Jing glanced at me sideways, not expecting this mute
to ejaculate too. Guo Jing only saw my penis swelling slightly inside her somewhat swollen and red vagina. "Won't this
make woman bleed..." Guo Jing thought to himself, watching my sweaty hands tightly kneading Huang Rong's
plump buttocks, my purplish-black penis rapidly thrusting in and out of her vagina, which was still pink and tender. Guo Jing
thought to himself, "Forgive me, forgive me, I shouldn't look..." and quickly turned his head away, but the soft,
wet .
"Ahhhhh... Ugh, ahhh..." Huang Rong arched her chest high in a frenzy, her head
tilted back , her beautiful face turned towards the roof of the wooden house. Huang Rong was almost fainting from my ejaculation.
So comfortable... So amazing... Xiao Wu... Ahhh... So cold... So hot... So strange...
Huang Rong's uterus and vagina felt incredibly strange at this moment. Her insides were icy cold, but my penis had made
her feel warm and incredibly comfortable. She convulsed and trembled, letting out screams that were a mixture of pain and pleasure,
"Ahhhhh! Brother Jing... Ahhhhhh..."
The young woman being fucked by Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong with some surprise, subconsciously squeezing Guo Jing's half-erect
penis with her vagina. Unfortunately, her vagina wasn't as tight as Huang Rong's, and Guo Jing, oblivious, couldn't feel any change.
The young woman shook her buttocks in disappointment, while Guo Jing, thinking it was Huang Rong's orgasm, blushed.
At this moment, my semen was everywhere in Huang Rong's vagina, overflowing and sliding down her thighs,
white, sticky, and extremely obscene. Huang Rong's face flushed red. Fortunately, Ouyang Ke had his back to her and didn't
react, otherwise she would have been mortified. Her eyes were misty with shyness, and she looked bashful. Her body
trembled , and she felt incredibly ecstatic.
"Mmm... umm..." Huang Rong gasped as she felt the effects of the Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill gradually
breaking Ouyang Ke's restraints. Familiar internal energy surged through her body like a vast ocean. Now was a good opportunity,
Huang Rong thought to herself. But... feeling my intense heat, after ejaculation, Xiao Wu's penis didn't shrink;
instead, it remained vibrantly inside her, throbbing greedily.
"So comfortable..." Huang Rong murmured shyly. For a moment, Huang Rong even considered
continuing to see what other embarrassing and strange ideas Ouyang Ke had up his sleeve. However... reason prevailed... She thought
for a while and made up her mind.
Taking advantage of Ouyang Ke's back being turned to her, Huang Rong unleashed a flurry of petals with her palm strike .
The young woman that Guo Jing was having sex with was knocked unconscious by the blow, her body flying forward with a thud, actually being slapped into
the room .
"Rong'er..." Guo Jing called out anxiously, seeing the shapely buttocks in his hand flying backward into the room.
"Brother Jing! I'm alright, quick! Do it!" Taking advantage of that moment, Huang Rong moved swiftly, lightly
kicking me against the wall behind me. Then, with a "pop," my flower-like opening slipped out, carrying a faint sense of loss.
Huang Rong darted into the room, ignoring the fact that her lower body was still naked, and attacked the still-unresponsive Ouyang Ke.
"Clang clang clang clang..." I lay half-reclined against the corner of the wall, my semi-erect penis still hanging from the side of my pants. Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound in my
ear , and a strong masculine aura made me choke.
"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" A sharp-eyed Mongol recognized Guo Jing's kung fu. He no longer dared to hold these
women had sex with them, and they all ran back in terror.
"Break..." Guo Jing shouted, unleashing a palm strike with unparalleled force,
punching a large hole in the wall of the wooden house. Inside, Ouyang Ke wasn't surprised. He waved his white fan and laughed,
"To die at Rong'er's hands is no injustice. Guo Jing, that fool, I never imagined his skills in bed were so good... It's just
a pity about Xiao..."
"Don't waste time talking to this villain! Brother Jing, why don't you make your move?" Huang Rong blushed at Ouyang Ke's words. Seeing that
he seemed about to drag Xiao Wu into it, Huang Rong quickly interrupted, attacking Ouyang Ke with all her might as well.
"Oh?... " Ouyang Ke wasn't annoyed by the interruption. He took the blow without dodging or avoiding it. This blow
contained all of Huang Rong's internal energy. His back caved in, and even his chest and back were pierced by a five-finger mark. Ouyang Ke
stared intently at Huang Rong, his expression unreadable. A
trace of crimson blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, his life force began to fade. "Snap!" Guo Jing took out a small stone and hurled it at the small boat on one side of the house. He went to find clothes in the
house "Rong'er... quickly put on your clothes, Da Wu will be bringing his troops in soon."
I was in a corner, having already stripped off my Mongolian military uniform. In this state, I could easily pass for a member of
the Beggars ' Sect. I chuckled.
Chapter Eleven
"No way?! My master's wife is that powerful..." Seeing that the white-robed man had taken
Huang Rong's , and was clearly beyond saving, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. On one hand, I thought that finally no one could
threaten me anymore, and those things would become a mess known only to me. On the other hand, without the bone flute and incense, my master's wife
and Guo Fu would eventually remember what happened before, and I wondered if they would also be
turned into a puddle of mud by my master's wife, just like this white-robed man.
But right now, it was best to slip away as soon as possible. My elder brother, Wu Dunru, would soon lead his troops in, and if
my master and elder brother found out, I would be doomed. I forcefully tore open a wooden plank in the corner of the small wooden house and
looked out through the crack. I saw that there were hardly any Song soldiers on this side, and not even many of the Beggar Clan disciples brought by Elder Lu.
I couldn't help but think, how could there be such a big gap when we're just surrounding a dilapidated house? Did they all rush to
the front gate? I tilted my head and looked, and sure enough, a large number of Song soldiers carrying sharp knives and blades poured in through the door. Never mind,
if I don't leave now, when will I?
I bent over and crawled out of the small hole. The warm summer breeze outside cooled
the cold sweat I thought to myself, no matter what, I'll go back first. My master's wife
will definitely not punish me for saving someone. Besides, Sister Fu is very kind to me. If Sister Fu also… Thinking this, my
expression darkened 've already gained something. I've already fucked both my master's wife's pussy and Guo Fu's asshole. Recalling
the taste of Huang Rong's pussy, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.
While thinking about how to get back, I crawled forward. Surprisingly, the journey was incredibly smooth. I dodged a few
scattered Mongol soldiers and arrived at the grove where I had tied my horse before. The brown horse
was still grazing freely. I patted its back and was about to mount it.
With a "whoosh," I instinctively dodged, and a silver-white arrow pierced the horse's
chest. The horse reared up, letting out a loud roar, blood gushing out.
"Who's there?" I instinctively took a few steps back and looked back. I saw a dark-skinned man
holding a longbow. He was extremely tall, about nine feet long, with a
bald , and a small pigtail at the back of his head—clearly a Mongol. Behind him followed a
Tibetan lama wearing a tall hat and red robe. He was skin and bones, his wrinkled face as withered as a dead man
lying on the ground.
"Tashi Delek, Amitabha!" The old lama's voice was hoarse, but his Mandarin was quite good. He
clasped his hands together, and although I was more than ten meters away, I could hear him clearly. I thought to myself, "This is it.
My elder brother didn't find out, but now the Mongol Tartars have. My martial arts are weak, and this big black guy looks like a
tough . It's a pity I, Xiao Wu, didn't die in my master's wife and junior sister's bed, but I'm going to be beaten to death by these Tartar monks." I thought to myself, "
I'll find a chance to capture this old monk first, and then find a chance to escape.
" "Old monk! I'm not here to kill your Song soldiers or Beggars' Sect members. We've met by chance.
Since you've taken a liking to this horse, I'll give it to you. I have an elderly mother of seventy years and young children crying for food. I hope
you can let me go. I'll definitely prepare incense and candles to offer to the Bodhisattva later," I said with a smile.
"Amitabha Buddha!" The old monk slowly approached. "Young benefactor Wu Xiuwen, our meeting today is
predestined , so why rush to leave? I see your lotus-shaped body, a deep affinity with Buddhism. You are destined to achieve the Dharma body, and your future
is limitless."
What... This old lama actually knows me! I was immediately thrown into disarray. Even my master, Guo Jing,
didn't recognize me, yet this Mongol Tartar knew who I was?
"But I am just an ordinary mortal and don't know anything about the lotus-shaped body... I don't want to be a monk." Seeing the old
lama approach, my eyes darted around, and I lunged at him. My Everlasting Spring Kung Fu was unleashed with ferocious power. The old
lama's expression remained unchanged, and his withered, brittle fingers gently clamped my wrist.
"Ouch..." He looked like he was about to be buried, but the force of his clamp was like an iron band.
I was bent over from the clamp, in excruciating pain.
"Amitabha Buddha!" The old lama spoke a few words in Mongolian to the dark-faced man beside him. The burly, dark-faced man nodded
repeatedly .
"You bald monk... I, Xiao Wu, have fallen into your hands today. Kill me if you want. Even as a ghost, I will not
let you go..." I shouted. Although I didn't know what the old lama and the dark-faced man had said, it certainly
wasn't anything good.
"Xiao Wu, there's no need to be nervous. Since we are destined to meet, although you don't understand Buddhism, you are pure of heart and possess
the Lotus Body, which is a great supernatural power and great freedom. You are truly the reincarnation of the Buddha of Joy." The old lama paused and smiled.
"This is not a place to stay for long. Let's find another place to talk."
"Hmph..." Although the old lama spoke nicely, his hands were not hesitant at all. He pressed
several , and the burly, dark-faced man effortlessly lifted me onto his back and
moved with lightning speed, not inferior to a fast horse. I don't know what kind of lightness skill the old bald monk used, but although I didn't see his feet flying, his speed
was not inferior at all. I watched as they led me off the official road, heading north. My God!
North of Mongol territory. Once we cross the Yangtze River, even a god couldn't save me, Xiao Wu.
"Old bald monk! Put me down!" Although I couldn't move, thankfully they hadn't struck my speech acupoint.
I kept calling for help, "Help! Help..." Poor Xiao Wu, fate had brought me to this point; we
hadn't met a single soul along the way.
"Ushne, you had me kill those Song soldiers over there just so this kid could escape? Is this little
fellow really some Buddha reincarnated?" The dark-faced, burly man couldn't help but ask in Mongolian. He was one of Kublai Khan's
most outstanding warriors, specifically sent to protect this lama. But this lama was cunning; now it seemed
there was no longer any need for his protection.
"Brave warrior of Tanan, do you know that I have been thoroughly investigating the reincarnation of the Joyful Living Buddha for twenty years? All the omens and revelations
point to this fellow Ouyang Ke. It's just a pity that the Joyful Living Buddha wouldn't be someone incapable of sexual intercourse. Now Ouyang Ke is dead
... and these days Ouyang Ke has been in close contact with this young benefactor, it's hard to say there's some connection." The old monk muttered incantations,
answering in Mongolian. Unfortunately, I was completely bewildered and didn't understand a word. I could only lie on the strong man's back,
thinking to myself, "Pulling up a radish brings out the mud; the white-robed man is dead, so be it, but now that the young one is dead, an old one has come along.
What am
" I shouted for a long time, until my throat was dry, while the two men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, continued talking to each other.
My cries for help went unheard. After walking for more than an hour, the dark-faced, burly man led me to a dilapidated post station less than
twenty . I had been to this post station with my master and mistress a long time ago,
but unfortunately, due to the chaos of war over the years, the post station was completely ruined. There wasn't a soul in sight, not even a barking cat or dog
.
"Young benefactor Wu Xiuwen, let's rest here for the night, so you can tell me everything that happened." The old
lama didn't seem to mind the cobwebs all over the floor. He pulled up a fallen table, found two benches,
sat , and produced a bag of water from somewhere, looking quite content.
"Old monk, speak quickly... I'm not some Buddha reincarnation you all claim to have. If I had that
ability , I would have torn you to pieces long ago," I said.
"Amitabha! Benefactor Wu speaks so frankly, truly a kind-hearted person..." Hearing me say this, the old lama's
face lit up with joy. Damn it, I've never seen such a shameless person. He was speechless for a moment.
"Young benefactor, you need not worry. Now you have no means of incantation or divine incense to help you... Moreover, going back now
may not be a good thing. It would be better to take refuge in the Buddha, save all sentient beings, gain great wisdom and supernatural powers, and ascend to the Western Paradise as soon as possible."
The old lama said with a dry laugh, then continued: "These foolish and deluded people mistake them for Bodhisattvas. Upon closer examination, they have broken the Buddhist
precepts and secretly indulged in greed.
They speak sweet words that the eyes, ears, nose, and tongue are all Pure Land. They say that the two senses are the true place of Bodhi and Nirvana. Those who are ignorant believe these filthy words. This is called a poisonous curse, a demon that grows old and becomes a demon, tormenting people. When it is satisfied, it leaves their
bodies.
Disciple and teacher alike fall into royal trouble. You should be the first to realize this and not enter the cycle of reincarnation. If you are deluded and do not know, you will fall into the Avici Hell."
"What are you talking about, old monk? I have no idea... I've already said I'm not some reincarnation of Buddha.
Kill me if you want, but don't spout this nonsense. I'm just a rough man; I don't know what you're talking about." I listened to the old
monk babbling on for a while, not understanding what he was saying. I thought to myself, I don't believe in any such thing as a reincarnated
Buddha this life. My master's wife, Huang Rong, and my junior sister, Guo Fu, are both top-tier
beauties; they have no spiritual roots or Buddha-nature whatsoever.
"Amitabha Buddha!" The old lama uttered a Buddhist chant. His eyes were clear, though it was unclear
what he was thinking . He slowly said, "Young benefactor, if I'm not mistaken, since you have two consorts practicing dual cultivation,
although you practice the Longevity Kung Fu of the Quanzhen School of Taoism, your internal strength has not improved for many years. Only recently,
with the help of the consorts, have your martial arts and internal strength improved."
My face flushed. I thought to myself, although I don't know who these consorts are, the name is clearly suggestive. This old bald monk
must be an accomplice of the man in white. It's fine if the man in white is dead; my shameful deeds have been spread everywhere. But I do
n't want to go to Mongolia. My kung fu hasn't improved at all lately, but I'll deceive this old monk.
"How did you know..." I feigned annoyance, thinking to myself, even a fool would know that the man in white
told him. This old bald monk.
"Amitabha Buddha!" The old lama clasped his hands and laughed. "That's right. If a practitioner
cultivates Bodhicitta for a long time, then the five poisons—greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt—the root of the eighty-four thousand afflictions, can all be transformed into the wondrous Bodhicitta. The white Bodhicitta is for the benefit
of all sentient beings: when cultivating the dantian fire, one holds the Bright Mother in one's hands. Those who do not know this may think it is adultery. Little do they know that there is a deeper meaning here: intercourse
without ejaculation, with a single-minded focus on benefiting sentient beings, entirely for the purpose of eliminating the karmic obstacles of sentient beings."
"You lama... what nonsense are you spouting again..." I couldn't help but ask.
"The Living Buddha's mind is naturally perfect, and the Joyful Buddha removes the Bright Consort's karmic obstacles. He will have great freedom and great merit. At that time
, he will achieve Buddhahood and ascend to the Western Paradise." The old lama couldn't help but get excited. For the past twenty years, he had been searching for the Living Buddha's
whereabouts . A previous divination had been attributed to Ouyang Ke. Now that Ouyang Ke was dead, I
had obtained Huang Rong and Guo Fu's bodies with the few drops of incense given to me by Ouyang Ke. The old lama naturally entrusted me with the whereabouts of the reincarnated Living Buddha
.
Damn it, this lama's gone mad; my kung fu hasn't improved at all. But things are
alright now, I thought to myself. I just don't know how much respect this lama has for me, this Living Buddha. If I say I want to go back,
I wonder if he'll tie me up and take me to the temple to be ordained. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Just as I was hesitating, I heard the old lama and the dark-faced man talking in Mongolian.
"Congratulations, Master U, your wish has been fulfilled after twenty years. But I wonder how you intend to deal with this Han Chinese," Tanan
said coldly in Mongolian, his face serene and solemn. "This is a matter of great importance. If it's reported to Phagpa, a Han Chinese becoming
the state religion's Living Buddha will cause countless bloodshed and become a laughingstock."
"Tanan, warrior! Amitabha!" Ushne said in Mongolian. Somewhat excited, he clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.
"I will absolutely not report this matter to the Holy Phagpa, nor will the great Khan Kublai Khan tolerate
the existence of a Han Chinese Living Buddha. We have a better way to handle this."
"Hmph, tell me," Tanan snapped. "If you cannot convince me, I will definitely report it to the Khan,
even though I was sent to protect you. I've only heard that you and the Golden Wheel Dharma King of your sect have always been at odds. I only need
to do a little something, and you'll return to your death without a burial place."
"Amitabha!" Ushni smiled slightly on his dry face, which sent a chill down my spine. I did
n't understand what they were talking about. It seemed they didn't care much about this Living Buddha. This lama
didn't even respect their Buddha or Avalokiteshvara as much as I did Laozi. Damn it.
"Do you know what kind of Buddhism we study?" Ushni's eyes flashed with excitement.
"The Khan received ordination from the Holy Phagpa and studies Mahayana Buddhism. This is common knowledge,"
Tanan said with a smile.
"Do you know that Mahayana Buddhism also has the Exoteric and Esoteric schools, ever since Princess Wencheng entered Tibet? The Exoteric school emphasizes virtuous
words and universal salvation, while the Esoteric school emphasizes merit and secrecy. Originally, they did not interfere with each other. Who knew that after three generations..." A trace of reminiscence flashed in Ushne's
eyes , "Thanks to Songtsen Gampo, Trisong Detsen, and other kings who propagated Buddhism, Amitabha Buddha! We
made great progress, but this also created a hidden danger. Do you know what it is..." Ushne said
seriously .
"I usually fight alongside the Han, so I don't know what kind of trouble you have." Tanan's face was as sharp as a knife,
and his eyes were piercing .
"Amitabha Buddha!" Ushni called out the Buddha's name, then pondered for a long time before replying, "In Tantric Buddhism, what is examined
is the secret of body, speech, and mind. In layman's terms, it's mudras, mantras, and visualization. Over the past century, Tantric Buddhism
has discovered a great secret in the scriptures brought by Princess Wencheng."
Ushni paused, took a sip of water, and continued, "Among the many precious scriptures brought by Princess Wencheng, many..."
The secret arts of the Tang Dynasty court and the old books of the previous dynasty that she brought were of little concern. One day, a Tantric monk came across a phrase in
a Northern Wei Dynasty of the Central Plains, but couldn't understand it. While he was pondering this, a young
novice accidentally spilled lamp oil on the book. The monk severely reprimanded the novice, and in his anger, he
noticed a line of text he had never seen before appearing on the oil-soaked paper. The monk finally understood; the text
was the words of the Buddha of Bliss. "
The words of the Buddha of Bliss?" A hint of doubt flashed in Tanan's eyes.
"The Buddha of Bliss is a deity of Tantric Buddhism. The saying goes, 'Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form.
' In Tantric Buddhism, sexual intercourse between men and women is considered a laughable, esoteric practice of achieving oneness with heaven and man and attaining both wisdom and enlightenment,
" Ushne sneered.
"According to you, doesn't Tantric Buddhism mean that sexual intercourse between men and women can lead to conversion to the Great Way and early attainment of bliss?" Tanan
asked .
"Amitabha!" Ushne said solemnly, "What you say is not wrong. In that case,
the hidden words in the book that the monk was looking at described the method of using a strange insect called the Seven Emotions Brain-Rotting Worm, and that puzzling
incantation actually matched the rhythm. Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and this strange insect is a kind of alien species that can devour emotions and desires. The rhythm in the Northern
Wei scriptures can be used to manipulate the strange insect to control people's hearts. In just a few decades,
Tantric Buddhism has used secret words and incantations to harm countless innocent women and believers... Amitabha!" Ushne couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he spoke of
his sorrow .
"This naturally brought trouble..." Ushner continued, "The Tantric sect is too ostentatious,
so we, the Exoteric sect, naturally sought revenge. Unfortunately, we went too far and suffered heavy losses ourselves. Today, thanks to the blessing of Buddha, the Holy Phagpa has gained
the favor of Kublai Khan, allowing both the Tantric and Exoteric sects to survive. It's just a pity that the Kham region is still fragmented, with
the Tantric sect's power immense. If we could find this Joyful Reincarnation Living Buddha soon, our Exoteric sect could surely unify Tibet much sooner."
"Oh?" Tanan remained noncommittal. To him, if it weren't for Kublai Khan's ordination of Phagpa, he would
n't care what this lama thought. Moreover, what the old lama said was too outlandish, and he was half-believing and half-doubting. In short, he didn't want
a Han Chinese Living Buddha to appear before the Khan. That would be extremely bad.
"Now that twenty years have passed, I only need to test him with my Five Tigers Annihilation Incense to know. If he is already a Living Buddha with the Lotus Body
, he will naturally be unable to withstand the smell of this incense and will faint. At that time, I will make him into a Thangka Buddha image and suppress him every day with ritual implements and
spells. Even if the Golden Wheel Dharma King of Tantra personally came, he would never be able to be reborn." As he said this, Ushni
smiled slightly, a faint blush rising on his dry and aged face.
Ushni took out a small bag from his long sleeve, which was full of short, small coils of incense. Tanan thought to himself,
"So this old lama was prepared all along. It seems that he has been preparing this Five Tigers Annihilation Incense for a long time. In the past twenty years, he has been
searching for this Living Buddha not to glorify his religion, but to annihilate his opponent." He felt a little more wary.
"Hmph!" Tanan never expected this kind-looking old lama to be so vicious. The young boy hadn't even understood
what was going on before the lama was already trying to turn him into a Thangka. "I don't care how you deal with him, I
can't control what you've done. But you'd better do it cleanly, otherwise if word gets to the Imperial Preceptor Phagpa and the Great Khan, we
won't be able to escape the consequences."
"Amitabha Buddha, forgive me, forgive me," Ushni replied, then calmly looked at my bewildered expression and said in
Chinese , "Young benefactor, there's no need to worry. This warrior from Tanan and I are discussing how to return to Dadu. We will then
arrange for you to meet the Holy Phagpa, and you can convert to Buddhism soon and help all sentient beings. We'll
rest here early today, but unfortunately, I haven't prepared any food, so the Buddha will have to go hungry for now."
The old lama then took out a scripture from his robes and gave it to me, saying, "You and your two consorts are practicing dual cultivation; this is
a fortunate event ." I thought to myself, this old lama, I've never seen anyone so shameless. I finally managed to get my way with
my master's wife and junior sister using incense, and this old lama is the one who benefited. This old bald monk is even more shameless than me.
"This is a secret Tantric technique. With this technique, your dual cultivation will be successful, and your concerns with Mingfei will naturally
be resolved. Living Buddha, there's no need to worry."
Hearing this, I was naturally overjoyed. I quickly flipped through a few pages; they were pictures of
naked men and women in sexual positions. I thought to myself, "So this old monk, nearing the end of his life, is still reading such obscene books.
Truly ambition knows no age." I couldn't help but think more highly of this old lama. With a touch of gratitude, I said, "Old monk
, you truly understand me..." But I had no desire to see any Phagpa. If they discovered I was an imposter of
some Living Buddha, I don't know how many pieces I would be torn to pieces.
"Then, young benefactor, rest early." The old lama pressed the acupoints on my feet, preventing me from walking for the time being. He
led me into a dilapidated house that had been abandoned for who knows how long, found some bundles of tattered grass to use as wadding, and then closed the doors and windows.
He himself sat on a tattered futon outside the door and began to meditate.
I had no choice but to peruse the scriptures the lama had given me, my stomach growling with hunger. The cover was carefully wrapped in sheepskin,
inscribed Mongolian and Tibetan scripts, but inside was ancient Chinese text, half illustrations, half text. It made my blood boil; I'm naturally lustful, and I
was completely absorbed. Ushnisha
, who had been outside, had lit several small incense sticks and tossed them in through the broken window. Seeing my fervent expression, he clasped his hands together and sighed, "Amitabha," with a hint of joy. "I can't stand this strange smell. I'll go out for a bit. I'll come find you tomorrow," Tanan said to the old lama, feigning to cover his nose . "I won't know anything about what happens then. Even if you tell the Khan, I can explain it away." "Amitabha. This is a matter within our religion; it's not for noble steppe warriors to get involved," the old lama said with a smile as he saw Tanan out of the inn. Then, turning back solemnly, he sat at the doorway, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, murmuring: "The Buddha told Ananda: After my Nirvana, when the Dharma is about to perish, the five defilements will arise, and the demonic path will flourish. Demons will become monks, corrupting my path; they will wear worldly clothes, delight in the five-colored robes, drink wine, eat meat, kill, and indulge in gluttony... " "Hmph!" Tanan glanced at the rising smoke and strode out. So much smoke! A short while later, "Cough cough cough..." Damn it, is this how they treat the Buddha? I had only read two pages when the room was filled with thick smoke, a hazy, grayish odor permeating everything. "Old monk, come in quickly, there's a fire!" I covered my nose, but unfortunately, my legs were still immobile. The smoke felt like fire, burning my heart and spleen. I stopped reading this lewd book and shouted. "After my Nirvana, when the Dharma is about to perish, the five defilements will arise..." I heard the old lama murmuring Buddhist chants, as if addressing me directly.

Ignoring his voice, as if meditating, I thought to myself, "This monk's devotion to Buddha is truly sincere.
I've heard Buddha eats the incense offered by mortals. It's a pity I'm neither a living Buddha nor a monk. If he keeps this up, I
'll be suffocated by
the smoke." After a while, the room filled with thick smoke, billowing out as if on fire.
Grayish-black smoke seeped from the cracks in the windows, doors, and roof, even enveloping the meditating old
lama . The old lama remained unhurried, continuing his incessant chanting. "No, this old monk
is going to suffocate me today! Being a Mongolian monk and living Buddha isn't so easy. Being suffocated by this smoke every day,
I wonder how many days I can survive. Although I can't walk, I can still move my hands. Even if I crawl out, with that big black guy and
the old lama's skills, I'll probably be caught after only a few steps." It seems this is the only way…
I ripped off a piece of my sleeve and covered my genitals, thinking, “Big cock, whether I
survive depends on you, hurry up and pee!” Fortunately, I hadn’t peed since I’d been with my master’s wife all day, and soon
the urge to urinate a little came out. A stream of foul-smelling, clear yellow urine dripped onto the piece of sleeve I’d ripped off
. At least I had a solution. I covered my mouth and nose with the urine-soaked cloth. Although the smell
was foul, it was better than being suffocated by this old lama. I lay prone on the table, hoping the old lama would come soon.
“Amitabha!” About two hours later, the sounds in the room had long since quieted down. Ushni softly
chanted a Buddhist prayer, feeling a sense of accomplishment. The door opened, and Xiao Wu, who should have been unconscious, suddenly
lifted . "Old bald monk! Kill me if you want, I'm going to be suffocated by your stench!"
"Amitabha..." A look of surprise flashed in Ushne's eyes. He thought to himself, this is not right. This Five Tigers Extinguishing God
Incense is the divine incense from when Langdarma destroyed Buddhism a hundred years ago. Relying on this incense, he killed countless lewd tantric practitioners.
Could it be that he has not yet cultivated the Lotus Body and has not yet become a Buddha? Ushne has been searching for twenty years. Now that Ouyang Ke is dead,
all his hopes have fallen on me. Naturally, he is unwilling to believe that Xiao Wu is not the reincarnation of the Joyful Living Buddha. With a face devoid of joy or sorrow,
he said in a low voice, "Young benefactor, you are overthinking it. I was meditating and cultivating, my five senses completely closed. I didn't expect to disturb
the Living Buddha's rest."
He thought to himself, "It's not too late to do it after he achieves Buddhahood." He added, "I've waited twenty years already,
what
's a little more?" He continued, "Forgive me, forgive me." However, this meant he couldn't take the boy back to Dadu. If those esoteric Buddhist thieves discovered him and took him to see the saint, that would be disastrous. He needed to find a
way to keep him in the Song Dynasty. Ushi's mind raced. He gripped my wrist with one hand, as firm as an iron band.
"Ah, old monk, you're hurting me..." The old lama's fingers, like hooks, left a
bluish- . He checked my internal energy again; though not strong, my meridians were still clear, and I hadn't
been disturbed by the incense. He couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment.
"Amitabha Buddha," Ushne sighed. "Young benefactor, you should rest early. It's already past midnight.
We have to ." He channeled his inner energy, sending in a stream of extremely cold, icy true qi. This qi released
most of my numbness points and sank into my dantian. He smiled slightly and then loosened his clenched fingers.
The old lama finished speaking, picked up the remaining incense, and closed the door again.
"..." This disturbance completely dispelled my sleepiness. I didn't even want to read the erotic book the old lama had given me
. My mind was preoccupied with how to escape. If this old monk took me to Mongolia, I wondered what fate awaited me.
If I spent my days in the temple eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, I wondered if my junior sister and master's wife would forget me. Thinking of the events of the day,
I thought it would be better to die at my master's wife's hands; at least I wouldn't be so lonely and helpless now. Then I remembered
making love with my junior sister yesterday; at least I got what I wanted. My junior sister's vagina and anus were mine.
"Huh?" I moved my foot slightly, and the sensation in my lower body returned. The numbness had actually dissipated on its own.
Was the old lama's skill lacking? I shifted slightly and looked out, only to see the old lama still
muttering to himself, sitting cross-legged by the door. The burly, dark-faced man was nowhere to be seen.
The old lama had just said that he shut down his five senses during his practice; if I ran out now, he certainly wouldn't know.
I just didn't know where the dark-faced man was. I patiently searched through each small hole in the room, but
I couldn't see the burly man at all. Could he not be here?
This was originally an inn north of Xiangyang, and I was very familiar with the post road here
. I thought to myself, if I don't leave now, when will I ever get another chance? I slightly opened the door, and sure enough, the old lama was quietly chanting Buddhist scriptures as if he hadn't heard or seen anything. I
took a few steps, then immediately used my inner energy to run. At that moment, I only wished I had two more legs. In no time, I disappeared into
the vast darkness.
"Amitabha Buddha..." Ushni slowly opened his eyes, his expression neither sad nor happy, lost in thought...

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