Dayong and Lianhua

For several days, Dayong was in a bad mood and didn't want to do anything. That night, he drank some wine and lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The image of Baixu kept flashing before his eyes. Even when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with Baixu's pitiful cries and pained expression. Dayong felt grateful to her, missed her, cherished her, and loved her.

Just as Dayong was drifting off to sleep, the door opened, and Baixu walked in with a smile. Dayong immediately rushed over and hugged her tightly, kissing her on the lips while saying, "I missed you so much! I missed you so much! You've gotten so thin! You must have missed me too!" The woman in Dayong's arms suddenly laughed and said, "I've never been fat. I've always been this thin. You must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm your maid, Lianhua." Only then did

Dayong realize that the girl in his arms was actually Lianhua, his maid.

Lianhua smiled and said, "You're always thinking about Baixu, have you forgotten about me? Do you want to be intimate with me today? If you do, I'll carry you to bed. If not, I'll turn around and leave. We maids don't care about anything, I just like being with you. I like having you..." At this moment, Dayong was missing Baixu and felt sexually frustrated. Although Lianhua wasn't as pretty, as voluptuous, or as gentle as Baixu, at this moment, in the quiet of the night, having sex with her wouldn't be bad, and it would satisfy his desire for Baixu. Thinking this, he picked up Lianhua and put her on the bed.

Lianhua lay there, her chest heaving, softly moaning, enticing Dayong. Dayong went over and undressed her. Lianhua's thin body was exposed before him.

Lianhua's breasts were small, and her arms and legs were also very thin. Her buttocks weren't big, and there was very little flesh between her thighs, so they never closed completely. She had a lot of pubic hair, and her vulva was dark in color. Her labia were long, and Da Yong had heard that girls like that were very promiscuous.

Lianhua was indeed promiscuous; she quickly spread her legs and used her hands to separate her labia. Her dark vulva, now illuminated by the wax, appeared red.

Da Yong knew her vulva wasn't as attractive or fleshy as Bai Xu's, especially since Lianhua's pubic bone was particularly high. Each time he penetrated her, he felt a hardening sensation, which made Da Yong very uncomfortable. Therefore, Da Yong generally didn't like to lie on top of her; he would pull her to the edge of the bed and penetrate her while standing.

This time was no different. Da Yong pulled her legs to the edge of the bed, letting her buttocks rest on the edge, her legs bent at the sides. Da Yong didn't take off his clothes, just pulled his pants down to his thighs, and got his penis hard. Then, standing, he penetrated her.

Dayong placed his hands on Lianhua's sides, his eyes fixed on her face. He thrust his penis into her vagina. Having done this many times before, it was second nature to him. When his penis entered, Lianhua seemed pleased, writhing and saying, "Ha, I can find my way now!" Dayong leaned forward, his penis thrusting between Lianhua's legs. Lianhua's buttocks arched upwards, trying to cooperate. But Dayong didn't like her arching like that; he felt the bones in her genitals were sharp.

Dayong fucked Lianhua, looking at her thin body, but couldn't reach orgasm. His penis gradually softened, almost falling out of her vagina. He closed his eyes, his mind filled with images of Baixu's full breasts, beautiful face, round buttocks, and elastic abdomen. As he thought about it, the maid beneath him became Baixu.

His penis hardened again, and he began to thrust wildly, then ejaculated wildly. He lay motionless on top of Lianhua.

Lianhua wrapped her arms around him, touching his buttocks, then his waist, then his hair, and whispered, "Just let me know whenever you want to do it. I'll be at your service anytime. Even after you get married, I won't leave. I'll be ready to serve you. I've heard that you only get tired of your wife after a few days; you always need a change."

Dayong lay on top of Lianhua for a while, then got up, pulled out his penis, and started to get dressed. Lianhua also started to dress herself, hugged Dayong, kissed him, and then smiled and left. She felt very satisfied and comfortable.

But Dayong felt a little nauseous. The moment he ejaculated felt okay, but after it was over, he immediately regretted it. He felt that doing things with a girl like this was meaningless. Thinking back, it felt very uncomfortable. It was like he had done something with a bitch.

Recalling when Lianhua kissed him, her dry lips had a strange smell. It wasn't as good as Bai Xu's lips.

A few days later, Lianhua came again, but Dayong lied and said he wasn't feeling well, so he didn't sleep with her. He was preoccupied with Baixu.

Dayong was extremely lonely and had visited brothels a few times, but the prostitutes there weren't nearly as pretty as Lianhua. He knew the pretty ones had long since left the profession.

Dayong's mind was only on Baixu; he thought no woman was as good as her. His family introduced him to several wealthy young ladies, but he wasn't interested.

Finally, one day, he could no longer control his longing for Baixu. He lied and said he was going hunting, riding a fast horse straight to the mountain where Baixu lived.

He spurred his horse and galloped quickly, soon reaching the mountainside. He tied his horse to a large tree and tiptoed towards the large stone gate. When he arrived, he looked into the courtyard and saw Baixu standing with her back to him at the stone table, turning over the vegetables drying on it. He noticed that Baixu was still wearing the tiger skin around her waist and a long strip of cloth wrapped around her chest. She was much darker and more toned than before. Muscles had appeared on her arms and thighs, and her shoulders were rounder. Her buttocks were also larger. But she wasn't bloated; instead, she appeared even more voluptuous. She was more voluptuous and fitter than any other woman.

He walked over quietly and embraced her, his hands landing on her breasts, which were now fuller and firmer. They felt incredibly comfortable to touch. Bai Xu said calmly, "I knew it was you. I heard your horse's hooves from afar." She suddenly turned and hugged Dayong, who quickly returned the embrace.

She was darker than before. Stronger than before. More attractive than before. No matter how dark she was, she was still beautiful.

Dayong held her voluptuous body, gazing at her beautiful face, feeling an indescribable happiness and sweetness. He reached down to Bai Xu's breasts and repeatedly touched them; those two smooth, large mounds felt incredibly good. Then he reached down to touch her firm buttocks. Those were two taut mounds of muscle. Slapping them felt wonderful, like an electric current coursing through his body—very comfortable.

Da Yong bumped his thigh against Bai Xu's thigh a few times, feeling that her thighs were also very firm.

Bai Xu hugged Da Yong tightly, kissing his lips passionately, her full breasts pressed tightly against his chest. Da Yong felt incredibly good. He pressed down on her breasts, feeling as if two large balls were sandwiched between them, Da Yong's abdomen pressed against Bai Xu's abdomen. He held Bai Xu and whispered, "I missed you. I missed you so much. No woman is as good as you. I can't live without you."

Bai Xu also said, "I missed you too. I missed you so much. No man is as good as you."

They looked at each other, then embraced tightly again. Da Yong then untied the long strip of cloth covering Bai Xu's chest. Her full breasts sprang out, and Da Yong sucked on them desperately, pressing his face repeatedly between them. Bai Xu quickly untied her tiger-skin skirt, exposing her abdomen and genitals.

Da Yong hurriedly took off his own clothes and pants, and the two looked at each other before their naked bodies embraced tightly again.

Da Yong's penis began to grow, gradually reaching between Bai Xu's legs. Bai Xu kissed Da Yong as she parted her legs.

Dayong reached out and touched Baixu's genitals; they were already wet. He then placed the head of his penis against the entrance of her vagina. Baixu moved her hips, spreading her legs. Dayong seemed to sense this, thrusting his hips forward, and his penis slid into her vagina with a whoosh.

Baixu leaned against the stone table, her buttocks against the edge, her genitals raised. She supported herself with her hands behind her back on the table, her upper body tilting back, her breasts high and firm.

Dayong held her waist, pressing his chest tightly against her breasts, his hips thrusting rhythmically, his penis pumping in and out of her vagina.

The more he did it, the more comfortable and pleasurable it felt; he felt that holding Baixu was more comfortable than holding any other woman.

Dayong's hands lingered around Bai Xu's waist for a moment before moving to her buttocks. He then held her buttocks with both hands, thrusting his penis into her vagina repeatedly. Bai Xu arched her back, her genitals raised, making Dayong feel incredibly good.

Dayong's body and Bai Xu's body were tightly intertwined. His mouth was on Bai Xu's, their lips wet from kissing.

The sounds of their thrusting together were incredibly pleasant. Dayong truly wanted to hold her body like this, penetrating her vagina, and continue like this forever, until death. Dayong

squeezed Bai Xu's buttocks; they were so fleshy, hard, and firm. Round and plump, they were irresistible to him.

Bai Xu asked, "Do you like my ass?" Dayong replied, "I like it very much." Bai Xu said, "Then I'll turn around and let you have your fill." Dayong said, "Okay." So Dayong thrust his ass back, pulling his penis out of Bai Xu's vagina. His

penis was wet, sticky, slippery, and shiny. It was rock hard.

Bai Xu rolled over, leaning on the edge of the table, and bent over, sticking her ass up. When she did, her ass looked absolutely beautiful. The rounded contours were exquisite. Incredibly alluring.

Dayong went over and touched it, truly liking it. He even knelt down and licked her ass with his tongue. As he licked, he reached her genitals, making them wet. She arched her back and moved it back and forth. Da Yong then inserted his tongue into her vagina. His tongue was long and powerful; he thrust it in several times, making Bai Xu's vagina unbearably itchy. She cried out, "Faster, Da Yong, faster! I can't take it anymore!"

While licking her, Da Yong's penis also swelled up, rock hard.

He stood up, aimed his penis at Bai Xu's vulva between her arched buttocks, and thrust it in all the way. Bai Xu simultaneously thrust her buttocks back forcefully. This union was pure bliss.

Da Yong, holding Bai Xu's buttocks, began to thrust powerfully. Bai Xu arched her buttocks back again and again, allowing Da Yong to penetrate even deeper. The two worked in perfect harmony, making a smacking sound like clapping hands.

Da Yong said, "I feel so good!"

Bai Xu said, "Me too." Da Yong said, "I love fucking your ass, it feels so good, so comfortable."

Bai Xu suddenly said, "Come on. Let's change positions." She lifted her body and sat on the edge of the table, spreading her legs and placing her feet on the table, forming an "M" shape. Her wet vagina was completely open in front of Da Yong, and she looked at him affectionately.

Da Yong held his big penis and inserted it into Bai Xu's open vagina. His body was completely between Bai Xu's legs. He held Bai Xu's waist, and his penis thrust into Bai Xu's middle part again and again, feeling hot and fleshy, each thrust feeling extremely comfortable. It felt like being in heaven.

The two of them then kissed on the lips.

They kissed incessantly above and thrust relentlessly below, faster and more intensely. Overwhelmed with pleasure, they both cried out, reaching their climax simultaneously. Dayong's penis was deeply inside Baixu's vagina. Dayong held Baixu tightly, and she collapsed onto the table, Dayong pressing down on her.

Both were drenched in sweat, panting, and flushed.

They had enjoyed themselves so much this time. Dayong decided not to go home on time and stayed at Baixu's place for the night. That night, they made love several more times.

Dayong felt he could never leave Baixu again. He said, "Tomorrow I'll go back and talk to my parents, and ask them to take you back. If they don't agree, I'll come to you and live with you. I want to be with you forever.

" Baixu smiled but said nothing, only holding him tightly, burying her head in his chest. Dayong felt incredibly happy holding her naked body.

After returning home, Dayong confronted his parents. His parents initially disagreed, but knowing Dayong's temperament, they knew there was nothing they could do if he was determined. In the end, they had no choice but to agree.

Dayong was overjoyed. He spurred his horse and galloped towards the mountain where Baixu lived. When he reached the mountainside, he found it in ruins. The courtyard and house were gone, leaving only rubble. He pondered deeply, unable to understand. He went to the ruins, searching for traces of her among the rubble. Suddenly, he discovered a huge stone table with several lines of writing on it.

He immediately guessed that Baixu had carved them with a gold hairpin: "To find me, come to Naked Island. Head due south, from youth to old age."

Dayong sat on the stone table, stunned. Wang Dayong returned to the city and inquired everywhere about the "Naked Island." Several elders told him that there was indeed a naked island, located very far away. These elders had only heard about it from their ancestors, but no one had ever been there or seen the people on the island. They only said it was a very mysterious place, and that anyone who had gone to search for it in the past had never returned. It seemed to be a place isolated from the world. But Wang Dayong was determined to go to the naked island and find Bai Xu. No one could persuade him, and no one could stop him. Everyone knew his temper and his courage, so no one could stop him.

Wang Dayong mounted a fast horse, took a lot of silver, and his folding iron sword. He set off.

He stayed at inns at night and traveled during the day without delay, heading south. He didn't know how long he had traveled, but gradually, the population thinned out. He saw neither cities nor villages, and after several days of eating in the open and sleeping in the sun, he felt quite weary.

That day, he finally came across an inn at sunset. It wasn't a city or a village, just a small, solitary inn situated halfway down the road. He had no choice but to go in. A young and beautiful woman warmly greeted him, helped him tie up his horse, and then led him to his room.

The woman asked him what he wanted to eat, and he ordered some wine and meat. After finishing his meal, seeing that night had fallen, he lay down to rest.

Because he was a martial artist, he was always somewhat cautious, so whenever he stayed at an inn, he never took off his clothes and always kept his steel sword unfastened from his waist, tucked under his body, and held the hilt in his hand, just in case.

Wang Dayong slept for about the time it takes to eat a meal when he heard footsteps and voices at the door. Dayong immediately woke up. Listening intently, he heard a man say: "They must be over there. Let's make our move."

Da Yong stared wide-eyed at the doorway and saw a steel knife protruding from the crack. He quickly unlatched the door, and six men appeared. The two in front said, "We'll go in and carry him out. You two wait here; there shouldn't be any problems."

Da Yong immediately realized this was a burglary, but he couldn't understand why they were so bold as to carry someone out without using any incense or sleeping potion. He was perfectly sober and full of energy. He subconsciously shifted his body slightly, feeling certain that everything was alright.

Just as the two men swaggered up to him, he leaped up with a "carp leaping," and with a swift motion, his knife felled, killing them both in two strokes. Hearing the two thuds and the screams of the two men, the people outside knew something was wrong and swarmed in, attacking Da Yong and hacking him to death.

Da Yong sneered inwardly. These petty thieves were no match for him, especially since he was in the shadows while they were in the open. With a few swift strokes, he took them down one by one, and they were all lying on the ground. Da Yong

rushed out, steel knife in hand, searching each room, worried that there might be other assassins. He searched everywhere and suddenly noticed a light on in one of the rooms. He kicked open the door and rushed in.

There sat the young woman who had greeted him before, sitting under the oil lamp. She was leaning on the kang table, her hand supporting her chin, gazing at the lamplight, her expression serene and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Da Yong kick the door open, she glanced at him sideways before turning her gaze back to the light, continuing to ponder her thoughts.

Da Yong suddenly asked, "How many assassins does your thieving inn have?"

The woman asked, "How many have you killed?"

Da Yong replied, "Six."

The woman said, "Are you sure they're all dead? Should we go back and check again?" Da Yong said, "No one has ever survived my blade."

The woman said, "No, just these six."

Da Yong angrily asked, "Really?"

The woman said, "Really, I'm not lying to you, just these six." Da Yong asked, "You must be their accomplice, right?" The woman calmly looked at Da Yong and countered, "What do you think?" Da Yong said, "You're definitely their accomplice."

The woman said, "If you say I am, then I am; if you say I'm not, then I'm not."

Da Yong said, "I could kill you right now, but I have a question for you. These six people, with such rudimentary skills, dared to boldly enter the guest room without any 'incense' or 'sleeping pills'? Weren't they courting death?"

The young woman said, "Normally, I'm the one who receives the guests. They don't show themselves. I put a sleeping potion in their food and then wait until they're asleep before instructing them to attack."

Da Yong hurriedly asked, "What happened today? Did your potion not work? Why didn't I fall asleep?

" The woman said, "I didn't put any potion in your food today." Da Yong asked, "Why?"

The woman said, "I've never seen a man as handsome as you. I was reluctant to let you die. When I saw the steel dagger you were about to draw, I knew you had some skill, so I took a gamble and didn't put any potion in your food. I thought if you killed them, it would prove you were highly skilled and would survive. I would win, and I wouldn't die either.

If they went in and killed you, it would mean you weren't very capable, and your death wouldn't be a loss. I would be finished too, because they would immediately know I gave you a way out. They would kill me too."

Da Yong asked again, "Who are they to you? Wouldn't you feel bad if I killed them all?"

The woman said, "I have no relation to them. They forced me here." They forced me to entertain guests, drug them, and then they would kill and rob them, using human flesh for food.

After killing and eating their fill, they would take turns raping me. All six of them were incredibly savage men, strong and sexually voracious, each time nearly killing me. Imagine, six men, one woman—how could I possibly have it easy? They varied their methods, getting more and more excited, and I suffered terribly, unable to live or die. I was tired of this life.

I tried to escape a few times, but they always caught me and beat me half to death. I could only wait, waiting for someone to take me out of this den of iniquity. Now, in this desolate inn on an ancient mountain path, it's just the two of us.

No one will abuse me anymore. You should thank me for not drugging you, and I should thank you for killing those villains and giving me my freedom.

The first time I saw you, I knew you were a good person. I felt you were a capable man, so I took a gamble on you, and I wasn't wrong. I have good judgment. "Looks like we won.

What do you think of me? Am I pretty?"

she said, lifting herself off the kang table, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and straightening her posture. She also raised her face so that Da Yong could get a good look. Under the lamplight, this woman was truly beautiful. She had an oval face, two delicate, arched eyebrows that curved towards her temples, a high, straight nose, and slightly full lips—very sexy. Her breasts were round and full, almost bursting out of her clothes. Her shoulders were rounded, her body neither too fat nor too thin, and her complexion was fair, unlike that of a common woman in this deserted village inn. Her figure was also slender. She

spoke clearly and concisely, and her manners were graceful and proper.

Seeing that Da Yong was admiring her appearance, she stood up and walked to Da Yong's side, saying, "I saved your life; you must repay me."

As she spoke, she pressed her body against Dayong, her breasts resting against his arm. Dayong noticed that she had a very beautiful and graceful figure, and her gait was quite charming.

Having just slept and eaten, Dayong felt full of energy, and having been without a woman for a long time, he was now incredibly eager.

He asked the woman, "Are you sure there are no more ambushes here? You're not trying to seduce me, are you?"

The woman replied, "If I wanted to harm you, I would have already drugged your food. Why would I need to seduce you with my body?"

Dayong said, "You speak with refinement; you don't seem like a girl from an ordinary family." The girl's eyes suddenly dimmed. She gazed at the light with hazy eyes and murmured, "I was originally the daughter of a wealthy family, but I was captured by these people while out for a spring outing. To survive, I chose to submit. I came here to serve them, to help them kill, and to be their plaything."

Perhaps you are my savior, and I am yours; our extraordinary fate is destined.

She said this as she threw herself into Dayong's arms, and he embraced her with his strong arms. They kissed passionately.

Their bodies instinctively pressed together, and Dayong could feel the plumpness and elasticity of her mound of flesh; she could feel his hard erection stirring within her.

Dayong quickly slipped his hand inside her clothes to touch her breasts—two large, smooth, warm mounds of flesh, so soft to the touch; her nipples were already hard.

Dayong's hands repeatedly caressed and kneaded her breasts, feeling a long-lost happiness that reminded him of Bai Xu. Dayong felt that this woman's breasts were similar to Bai Xu's. He then pinched her nipples, which were already very erect.

At his touch, the woman's body began to writhe. She began to rub her pubic bone against his thigh.

Her breathing quickened.

For so many years, in this shady establishment, she had endured the torment of those six ugly men. Today, gazing at the tall, handsome man before her, she was naturally filled with boundless tenderness and burning desire.

Da Yong's hand quickly slid to her abdomen, finding it slightly swollen and full.

Further down was her lower abdomen, which was smooth and delicate, with a wonderful feel. Then he touched her pubic hair. Her pubic hair was incredibly soft, like human hair in his hand, fluffy and soft. He pinched the flesh on the woman's pubic bone; this woman had a lot of flesh on her pubic bone, almost like a small breast. The flesh seemed to be able to separate from the pubic bone, to slide freely. He pinched the flesh on her pubic bone and pulled it left and right a few times, just like when he had caressed her breasts.

The woman began to stir with desire. She pressed her head against Dayong's chest, embracing him and whispering, "You're an expert. You seem to know how to plan things out. I can't wait any longer. Let's hurry up and take off our clothes and get into bed.

" Dayong nodded. They both began to undress, and soon they were naked. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Dayong gazed at her large breasts and thick pubic hair, while she gazed at Dayong's healthy muscles and the enormous penis between his legs. They embraced tightly again, their naked bodies rubbing against each other, her large breasts rubbing against Dayong's chest. Dayong thrust his penis forcefully between her legs.

Suddenly, the woman lifted one leg, placing it on a stool, while the other remained on the ground, her entire midsection now exposed to Dayong. Dayong reached out and touched between her legs; it was already flowing with moisture.

She stared at Dayong with her large, dark, watery eyes, then held his penis to her vaginal opening, saying, "Come on, put it in, I want it..." Dayong thrust his hips forward forcefully, and with a "whoosh," his penis slid all the way in. The two stood there, tightly connected, intimately intertwined.

The woman lowered her feet from the stool, clamping her legs tightly around Dayong's penis, and they began thrusting face-to-face. Their bellies collided, making a slapping sound that filled them with ecstasy. Boundless pleasure.

After a while, the woman said, "Come on, get on the bed. Get on top of me, let me enjoy myself. I haven't felt this good in years. I never thought I'd have this day. Tonight, my body is yours. Go ahead and do as much as you want."

With that, they got on the bed and resumed their lovemaking.

The woman lay on the bed, quickly spreading her legs and parting her thick pubic hair, even her labia. A long, oval opening, clearly defined by black and red, appeared between her legs.

Da Yong supported himself with his hands, placing his legs between the woman's spread thighs. Without using his hands to guide his penis, he moved his hips forward, pressing against her parted vaginal opening, and then forcefully thrusting in all the way.

The woman hugged Da Yong's buttocks tightly, pulling him close. Da Yong used all his strength to thrust his penis into her vagina, all the way in. They remained pressed together, as if trying to penetrate each other's bodies.

Da Yong asked the woman, "I'm very strong, and my penis is very thick. Does it hurt?" The woman replied, "No, it hurts. I feel very comfortable, more comfortable than ever before. How about you? Do you feel comfortable?"

Da Yong nodded and said, "I feel very comfortable too. It's worth it to have sex with a woman like you."

The woman suddenly closed her legs together. She gestured with her feet for Dayong to spread his legs, and Dayong obediently did so. The woman clamped her legs together, straightened her legs, and arched her body. Dayong pressed his legs against her, trapping her hips between his inner thighs. The woman was already tense and taut, and Dayong further tightened his grip on her hips with his inner thighs. This made Dayong's penis completely inside her vagina.

Her vagina felt even tighter, and Dayong's penis felt even thicker. Every thrust felt incredibly pleasurable.

Dayong thrust forcefully, and the woman arched her back, until they both reached orgasm. Dayong ejaculated. He then collapsed onto the woman, who clung tightly to him, stroking his muscles with intense pleasure.

She whispered tenderly, "I want more. Can you give me one more time?"

Dayong replied, "I can. How many times do you want?"

The woman smiled and said, "The more the merrier. As long as you don't overwork yourself." She cupped Dayong's face and kissed him on the lips.

They started again.

That night, they made love four times. Dayong wanted more, but the woman wouldn't let him, afraid he'd get tired. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

When Dayong woke up, he opened his eyes and found the woman had prepared the meal and was all dressed up. She sat on his head, gazing at him sweetly. She leaned down and gently kissed him on the lips, then said, "Get up and eat, it'll get cold."

Dayong hurriedly sat up and started dressing. The woman reached out to help him, as if caring for a child. Dayong immediately pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. He felt her lips were truly sweet.

They sat facing each other at the table and began to eat. She kept putting food and meat into Dayong's bowl. Looking at the woman's beautiful face, Da Yong felt a sweet warmth in his heart, and he ate his meal with particular relish.

After finishing the meal, the woman quickly cleared the table and washed the dishes. She sat down next to Da Yong, and he couldn't help but embrace her. He felt like a man who had struck it lucky.

She buried her head in Da Yong's chest and said tenderly, "Let's talk about something serious." Da Yong asked, puzzled, "What serious thing?

" The woman said, "Do you like me?"

Da Yong said, "Of course I like

you, I like you very much." The woman said, "In that case, let's live together. I've thought of several plans. First, we can continue to run the shop here, but we won't run a shady business. You have martial arts skills, I'll manage it, and we won't be afraid of being bullied. We'll definitely make this inn very successful. Second, I can go with you wherever you go, be your wife, and I'll serve you wholeheartedly for the rest of my life. I'll listen to everything you say. Third, you can take me home, and you can come and live with me at my family's home. My family is also a large clan."

"I come from a prestigious family. I'm the apple of my parents' eye, their precious daughter. You'll have endless blessings if you come to my home..." Da Yong pondered, while the woman stared at his face, waiting for his answer.

Finally, Da Yong shook his head and said, "No, I have to go. I can take you home, hand you over to your parents, and then I'll continue on my way. I'm a very stubborn person. Once I've made up my mind, no one can stop me.

Once I've decided on something, I must see it through to the end, even if it means death... You know, can you understand? Because there's a woman waiting for me, I have to find her. If I had met you first, it would have been a different story."

The woman cried. Her tears were beautiful, so moving. Da Yong hugged her tightly, comforting her.

The woman suddenly asked, "Where are you going to find her? Is it far?"

Da Yong said, "I'm going to find Naked Island. I'm going to find a woman." The woman said, "I heard my grandfather talk about a place called Naked Island. He said it's a secluded place where people live in groups, without couples. The women there..." People there don't have children, they live naked, without clothes or housing, seemingly very backward and primitive… Dayong stared in amazement at the beautiful and knowledgeable girl before him; he truly liked her too. But his decision was made and couldn't be changed; altering his mind easily wasn't in his nature.

Dayong patiently comforted the woman. They closed the inn, hitched up a carriage, and set off with all their valuables. Dayong escorted her all the way to her home, handed her over to her family, and finally parted with her reluctantly. Dayong mounted

his swift horse and galloped forward without looking back. He dared not look back, afraid that if he did, he would be captivated by the woman's longing gaze and wouldn't be able to continue.

Then he heard the woman shout: "If you can't find her, come back to me. I'll be waiting for you…" Dayong spurred his horse forward with all his might.

From then on, Dayong never wanted to stay in inns again. Instead, he would choose to stay overnight at the homes of people in remote villages, paying them a small amount of silver. Some families, because the villages were deserted and rarely visited, were so happy to have a guest that they wouldn't accept his money at all. They would even treat him very well. As he continued his journey, the population dwindled, and he went several days without a place to stay. He would spend the night under large trees in the forest or on hillsides, which was naturally very uncomfortable.

That evening, he stumbled upon a very small village, with only a dozen or so households. Dayong was naturally delighted. He arrived at the village entrance and saw a solitary house nestled against the edge of the village, a small house with a small yard, seemingly uninhabited and very quiet. This suited him perfectly, as he didn't want to disturb more people in the village, nor did he want to stay in a large household, which he felt would be noisy and prevent him from sleeping well. He stood at the door and noticed the door was open, with a knot made of colorful cloth hanging on the threshold. He knew that people in more primitive areas liked to decorate, and perhaps they liked to wear such things. Without thinking much of it, he went inside.

The house was already lit. An elderly man and a young woman sat on a plank bed inside the house, talking. Da Yong couldn't understand what they were saying. The elderly man had gray hair, and the young woman was a girl, only about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although the old man was aged, he was dressed neatly, seemingly in new clothes. The girl was also dressed in brand new clothes, wearing a cloth ribbon with a floral knot on her chest, just like the one on the door.

Their attire made Da Yong feel uncomfortable. It was so late, in this desolate village, in this sparsely populated place, how could their clothes be so new? It was so incongruous.

Da Yong entered the house, bowed to them, and then stared wide-eyed at the two people. He didn't know their relationship—were they grandfather and granddaughter, father and daughter, or a newlywed couple? If they were a newlywed couple, then he would have to find another place to stay.

Before he could speak, the two people warmly pulled him aside. They helped him sit on the plank bed and took off his bundle. The man even went out to help him tie up and feed the horse. The girl, all smiles, quickly brought out the food and poured him some wine. Facing the fragrant meal, Da Yong felt even more bewildered, as if he were being welcomed, as if the food was prepared just for him.

After feeding the horse, the old man came into the house, and the three ate together. Da Yong instinctively knew these two weren't bad people. The old man's face was particularly kind, yet also held a touch of fortitude. The girl's eyes were exceptionally bright, with a hint of playfulness and sweetness. She looked at Da Yong, smiling incessantly.

The girl wasn't tall, with large breasts and a wide bottom, though her waist wasn't very thick. Her complexion was somewhat dark, perhaps due to the dim lighting. She had thick eyebrows, a high nose, and small but very beautiful and spirited eyes. Her long eyelashes constantly fluttered up and down, as if her eyes were speaking.

Her mouth was a bit large, and when she smiled, she revealed a set of very nice white teeth.

She was especially beautiful when she smiled. Da Yong couldn't understand their language, so they communicated entirely through gestures.

After finishing their meal and clearing the dishes, the old man went out and locked the door from the outside.

Da Yong felt even more confused and kept looking outside. The girl came up to him, took his hand, and smiled, assuring him not to worry, that his horse wouldn't be lost. She then started covering the wooden plank bed with blankets, only two blankets, gesturing with her hands that one was for Da Yong and the other for herself. She also indicated that the old man wouldn't be coming back that night.

The girl gestured for Dayong to take off his clothes to sleep, and she started taking off her own clothes as well. Dayong felt embarrassed and was very slow, so the girl helped him take them off. Dayong originally wanted to leave his underwear on, but the girl wouldn't allow it and frantically stripped him naked while laughing. Dayong had no choice but to quickly crawl into bed. The girl started taking off her clothes herself, one by one, revealing her rounded body. She wasn't afraid of Dayong looking at her. When Dayong realized that she didn't avoid his gaze, he became bolder and stared at the girl as she undressed. Soon she was naked. She wasn't tall, and her build was somewhat stocky. She had large breasts and a large bottom. Her once slender waist was now fully exposed, and it wasn't particularly thin. Her thighs were thick and muscular, and she had a lot of pubic hair, like an old man's beard. Her skin was dark, almost black, probably because she didn't bathe often. Her armpits, stomach, and genital area were covered in grime, like the stubble that often grows on people's heels. This black stuff obscured her natural skin color. Da Yong had seen many girls' bodies, but this was the first time he'd seen a girl so filthy. The girl was completely naked, and her genitals emitted a fishy, pungent odor—a smell he'd never encountered on any other girl before. Looking at the girl's round, fleshy body and smelling the fishy, pungent odor of her genitals, Da Yong felt a surge of desire. He also wanted to experience what it was like to be with this dirty girl from the mountains.

The girl also crawled into her own bed. She didn't completely cover herself with the blanket, leaving her upper body exposed. She lay on her side talking to Da Yong, her breasts peeking out from the edge of the blanket like two lanterns.

She smiled as she spoke to Da Yong, who couldn't understand a word. Seeing her charming smile, Da Yong just kept nodding. She spoke, Da Yong nodded; he spoke, Da Yong nodded. Suddenly, the girl threw off her blanket and slipped into Da Yong's bed, tightly embracing him.

Da Yong felt this was prey bestowed upon him by heaven, and he embraced her in return. Although she was a little dirty, she had a wild allure, so Da Yong simply kissed her. She kissed him back. Da Yong thought to himself, if someone is extremely thirsty and encounters a carrot, they won't even wait to wash it before taking a few bites. So, overjoyed, he held the girl's body tightly.

The girl boldly grabbed Dayong's penis and began to stroke it incessantly, making Dayong feel itchy, and his penis quickly became hard. Dayong thought to himself, "Even though we don't speak the same language, we're quite similar in this regard." He also began to fondle her breasts. Her breasts were hard, unlike the soft ones of the girls he had been with before, but these hard breasts aroused his curiosity and made him want to touch them.

Dayong's hand moved down, and he found that her abdomen was also hard and firm, like a chopping board. Further down, the flesh of her vulva was also very firm and tight, and the pubic hair was also very stiff, almost prickly. He boldly inserted his fingers into her vagina, feeling that it was very hot and very tight inside, and the flesh there was also very hard. Both of them were already aroused, and neither of them could wait any longer. Da Yong rolled over and straddled the girl. The girl naturally spread her legs, and Da Yong picked up his penis and tried to insert it into her vagina. However, her vagina was very tight, and he couldn't get it in immediately, causing the foreskin around the glans to stretch painfully.

The girl herself spread her vulva, trying to lift her head, watching Da Yong's penis try to enter her vagina, but it still wouldn't go in. Da Yong had no choice but to kneel down, bend over, and put his mouth close to her vagina, licking her vulva vigorously with his tongue. The girl's vulva was like a toilet, smelly and pungent, but Da Yong didn't care. He just kept licking. This licking made her vagina much more lubricated and supple.

Only then did Da Yong start trying to insert his penis again, finally managing to insert the glans. Da Yong continued to insert steadily, slowly finally managing to insert his entire penis all the way in. Da Yong felt his penis being tightly wrapped by her vagina.

He found the girl's body to be exceptionally good. She had a lot of flesh on her inner thighs, and her vaginal muscles were also very firm and well-developed. Coupled with the girl's excitement and nervousness, he found it difficult to penetrate her. Now, finally, he had penetrated all the way in, and both of them were very happy. Da Yong tentatively pulled out a little; it was very tight. Afraid of pulling out too much and then having difficulty inserting again, he quickly pushed the part he had pulled out back in. He moved back and forth like this a few times until he felt comfortable. Then he began to thrust vigorously. The girl's body was upright, her legs tightly closed. Da Yong felt some folds in her vagina, and it was very hard, unlike the soft and supple vaginas of other women. But this hardness excited him even more, because he loved the challenge.

After a while, the girl spread her legs. But her vaginal opening remained tight, making penetration difficult for Da Yong, yet he was incredibly excited. He supported himself with his hands, his hips moving up and down relentlessly, slamming into the girl's body with each thrust, making loud slapping sounds. Her neck arched upwards with each stroke, and she let out "Ah, ah" sounds.

Da Yong's speed increased, becoming more and more intense, almost frantic. The girl's short "Ah, ah" sounds turned into long moans, and her face began to twitch. Her body writhed, her hips thrusting upwards with tremendous force, almost pushing Da Yong down. Da Yong tightly embraced her round body, thrusting downwards with force, a spasm followed by a powerful ejaculation.

The girl also tightly gripped Da Yong's hips with her strong hands. Da Yong felt he had ejaculated enough and tried to get off, but the girl held him tightly, preventing him from doing so. He had no choice but to remain on top of her, kissing her.

While she wasn't looking, Da Yong suddenly pulled his penis out. The girl shuddered, glaring at him angrily before giggling and starting to play with it. His penis was wet and sticky, but the girl didn't seem to mind, stroking it back and forth, occasionally rubbing her firm breasts against him.

Gradually, Da Yong's penis hardened again. The girl lifted the blanket and continued stroking it, occasionally looking up at him with a giggle. Da Yong's penis stood erect. She continued stroking, giggling, watching it become like a wooden stick.

Suddenly, she squatted down on top of him, grasping his penis and aiming it at her genitals, then forcefully sat down on him, his penis fully inserted into her vagina. Her buttocks rose and fell on Dayong, and he felt as if two heavy stones were slamming into him. Dayong secretly admired how sturdy the girl's body was; it was all solid muscle, heavy and hard. Yet, it felt incredibly good. Dayong

was aroused again by the girl, and like a woman, he straightened his body, stretched out his legs, and thrust his penis upwards, trying to penetrate deeper into the girl's body. He stroked the girl's breasts, feeling that they were much harder than those of an average woman.

Da Yong suddenly sat up, embracing the girl and pulling her fully onto his lap. The girl clung tightly to him, and the face-to-face sex was indeed pleasurable. Da Yong held her close, pressing her breasts against his chest. Her round, hard testicles bounced up and down with her movements, rubbing against his chest, which felt incredibly good. Da Yong pulled her buttocks closer, and she sat up and down in his lap. His penis never left her vagina, and it penetrated even deeper. They began to kiss.

Da Yong stroked the girl's back, feeling her rough skin, a stark contrast to the smooth skin of the women he had been with before. The texture felt like touching a potato, yet it was incredibly stimulating.

The girl began to moan again, her voice rough, like a bitch in heat. This was something Da Yong had never experienced before. Da Yong felt a surge of heat, his penis burning like fire, and he ejaculated. Da Yong sat there, shooting his semen into the girl's vagina. Although he ejaculated upwards, Da Yong felt a pleasure he had never felt before. It felt incredibly satisfying; the sensation was truly indescribable.

Da Yong fell asleep, holding the firm body of the girl. A wave of pleasure washed over him.

When Da Yong opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight. The old man was feeding his horses in the yard, and the girl brought a basin of water for Da Yong to wash his face. Then they set up a table for dinner, and the three of them sat together, eating heartily. The girl kept glancing at Da Yong, giggling, while the old man also smiled at him. This sudden turn of events puzzled Da Yong. He wondered why this was happening. Was this how people in this place treated guests?

After finishing his meal, Dayong dressed, took his steel knife, slung his bundle over his shoulder, bowed deeply to the two men, and headed out, leaving them both staring at him in astonishment.

As he reached the courtyard to get his horse, the girl grabbed him around the waist; her arms were surprisingly strong, almost suffocating Dayong. The old man also drew his curved sword, angrily blocking his path, shouting wildly. Dayong, however, was completely bewildered.

Dayong bowed repeatedly, explaining that he had to leave. He thanked them for their care and tried to give them some silver, but they refused to accept it, determined not to let him go.

By this time, almost everyone in the village had come out to watch the commotion. The old man pointed to the colorful ribbons tied on the threshold, then to Dayong, then to the girl, and then said something to the people. They quickly understood what the old man meant, and they all drew their curved knives to help the old man block Dayong's path. Dayong knew that these villagers' martial arts skills could not surpass his, but he could not fight them no matter what. It must be that the two people in this family had received him, given him food and drink, let him stay, and even let him sleep with the girl all night. He could not offend them, but he couldn't understand what was going on. Just then, a middle-aged man walked out from the crowd. He could speak in a language that Dayong could understand, although it was not very accurate and the pronunciation was very special, but Dayong still understood what he meant: It turned

out that this village was very remote, and the people lived in a sparsely populated place. Their customs were also very special. When girls reached adulthood, they had to be sexually assaulted by the men in the family, and it was done in order from the oldest to the youngest. First, the grandfather would do it, then the eldest uncle, then the father, uncles, brothers, and so on.

After all the men in the family had slept with the mature girl, a colorful ribbon tied to a cloth was hung on the threshold. This signified the girl's marriage.

Any man who entered at this time, regardless of age or appearance, would become her husband. They would be married and could never be separated. The man could live there or take the girl away, but they could not be apart.

Da Yong, after hearing the man's confused explanation, was stunned. He realized he had stumbled into a marriage trap; he was already married to that girl, that dirty-looking girl was his wife.

The talking man added: "You have two paths: one is to live obediently with this girl for the rest of your life, the other is to let everyone kill you. There's no way to leave."

The man continued: "You're a lucky man. This girl is the most beautiful girl in the village. No other woman can be more beautiful than her."

Dayong looked around. The women were truly a mess; some were tall, some short, some fat, some thin, and all were ugly and filthy. The stench was overwhelming.

Dayong thought to himself: with his martial arts skills, he could kill everyone in this village and escape, but he couldn't do that under any circumstances. He had no choice but to go inside.

He put down his package and sat on the plank bed. The girl was delighted and threw herself into his arms, which pleased the old man as well. He went outside to talk to the people, his face beaming with excitement.

Da Yong had no choice but to stay temporarily, planning to escape later.

He pretended to have agreed to their demands, acting as if nothing was wrong, and went in and out with them, visiting house to house. He discovered that every household here had horses and weapons, and the people went hunting every day, even the women, who chased their prey like men, running all over the mountains.

On the fourth night, the old man returned to stay. The three of them shared a plank bed; Da Yong and the girl shared a blanket, while the old man had his own.

After everyone was in bed, the girl and Da Yong had sex in front of the old man, who watched them the whole time. After they finished, the girl hugged Da Yong and spoke to him. Da Yong didn't understand what she meant and just kept nodding. The

old man then began to speak. The old man gestured with his fingers, seemingly beckoning to the girl. Da Yong nodded, and the girl stared at him, exchanging a few words. Da Yong nodded in agreement again, and the girl crawled out of Da Yong's bed and into the old man's.

The old man then climbed on top of the girl, watching as he thrust his penis into her vagina. He watched as the old man's movements rose and fell, his buttocks repeatedly raising the blanket high before falling back down

. The old man began to pant heavily, and the girl began to moan. Da Yong knew they were having sex. As they continued, they pulled the blankets off. Da Yong clearly saw the old man's penis thrusting in and out of the girl's vagina. He felt his body burning with desire. He was surprised to find that the old man's penis was very thin, easily penetrating the girl's vagina without effort, unlike his own thick penis.

The old man was very thin, like a stick, while the girl was very voluptuous, like a plump little horse. The old man was having sex with her to his heart's content, feeling very comfortable. The girl had her eyes closed, it was unclear whether she was enjoying it or just going through the motions.

As he watched, Da Yong's penis also became hard. He gripped it tightly with his hand in his own bed. The old man began to ejaculate. He made a whimpering sound, and the girl also made strange sounds.

The old man quickly dismounted. The girl quickly ran out of the old man's bed and crawled into Da Yong's bed. Da Yong could no longer hold back. He mounted her and thrust his penis into her vagina, and the two of them began to have sex wildly.

It was clear that the girl was very willing under Da Yong's body; her movements, expressions, and sounds were full of pleasure. She was like a fish in water.

After ejaculating, Da Yong lay down to one side, embracing the girl. The girl buried her head in Da Yong's chest, happily listening to the sound of his heartbeat. The old man tried to wake the girl again, but she kept shaking her head, pressing her body tightly against Da Yong's chest, and gradually fell asleep.

The old man sighed and soon fell asleep as well.

Da Yong held the voluptuous girl, gazing at the moon outside the window, unable to sleep. To be honest, he quite liked this girl; she had a wild charm, a feeling he had never experienced before.

But after repeatedly thinking about it, she still wasn't as good as the woman at the inn. If he really didn't want to go find Bai Xu, then he might as well live with that woman at the inn; she was definitely a refined woman. But the girl in his arms couldn't even speak the language. And she was so stiff and unyielding.

Upon further reflection, he felt that Bai Xu was better. No other woman would accept her; he still wanted to go find her. Over time, the two women in this family gradually merged with Da Yong. Gradually lowering their guard, they began taking Dayong hunting.

One time, Dayong and the girl went hunting, but the old man didn't go with them.

While hunting, Dayong's horse stumbled and fell into the river below, swept away by the current.

The girl paced back and forth along the water's edge, searching for Dayong, but couldn't find him. She stood alone by the water, silently weeping.

Dayong swam to the other side of the river, hiding in the grass, motionless, quietly watching the girl on the opposite bank. The girl stood there, motionless, staring at the river, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, the girl was about to jump into the water, and Dayong was shocked.

Was she trying to find him in the water, or was she trying to commit suicide? Dayong was heartbroken.

Just then, the old man arrived, grabbed the girl around the waist, and the girl cried loudly, struggling desperately, screaming incessantly, but in the end, the old man pulled her back.

Dayong watched their departing figures, listening to the fading cries. His heart ached, but he couldn't live with them there. He silently murmured, "I'm sorry, dear little sister," and began his journey.

He continued alone, never encountering another person, only wild animals, which he hunted for food.

Many days passed, and the wild animals disappeared. He began eating grass roots and tree bark to stave off hunger, continuing his journey. He didn't know how long he walked, or how many years had passed, but he noticed his beard had turned white. His clothes were tattered and could no longer cover his body.

He simply took off his clothes and continued walking naked.

Before him appeared a vast expanse of water, shrouded in mist, obscuring the distant shore. There were no signs of human habitation, no boats. Dayong couldn't tell if this water was a river, a sea, or a lake.

He squatted down by the water's edge to wash his face. This simple act surprised him; he was now an old man. His hair and beard were white. His face was covered in wrinkles. His muscles relaxed. He didn't know how many years he had been walking. He didn't know how old he was.

He remembered the words Bai Xu had carved on the table: "Walk from youth to old age." He had truly grown old.

There was no road ahead. There was no way back either. At his current age, if he went back, he would die of old age on the way. He regretted it then. He felt he had reached a dead end, and he guessed that the words Bai Xu had written on that stone table were a lie.

It seemed that he could only wait to die here now. He muttered to himself, "Bai Xu, Bai Xu, you've really tricked me." He couldn't help but shed tears. This was the first time he had ever cried in his life. If he had known this would be the outcome, he would have preferred to stay and live with the woman at the inn or the girl in the small village. Suddenly, waves rose on the water, and a huge log floated by in the waves. The log was hollowed out in the middle, and an old man was rowing the wooden boat with an oar. He rowed and shouted, "Hey, who's going to the nude island? This is the last boat trip. It only happens once a hundred years!" Dayong hurriedly turned around and called to the old man, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go! Row over here, row over here! Let me on!"

The old man actually rowed the wooden boat over, and Dayong excitedly jumped on. The wooden boat rushed quickly into the mist, and Dayong soon couldn't see the shore he had come from.

The old man suddenly said, "Let me tell you, once you're here, you're not allowed to meddle. You can't interfere with anything, you can't ask anything, understand?"

Dayong nodded vigorously and said okay.

Suddenly, a wave crashed over, the boat capsized, and Dayong fell into the water. The old man quickly regained control of the boat and pulled Dayong up. Dayong felt like he had taken a bath and felt much more relaxed.

The wooden boat continued forward, and an old man's body floated out from under the boat. Da Yong hurriedly asked the boatman: "Look, why is there a dead body floating over there?" The old man glared at him and said: "Mind your own business."

Dayong said nothing. He pondered to himself, "How come the corpse's beard is as long as mine?" Thinking this, he casually touched his own beard, and to his astonishment, he found it completely gone. He felt very strange, noticing that the skin on his arms had regained its developed muscles and elasticity.

The mist ahead had disappeared. The water was clear. Dayong leaned over the edge of the wooden boat and looked into the water. To his surprise, he found himself back in his youth, the face of a handsome young man reflected on the water. He felt strange but dared not ask, so he simply drifted forward in the wooden boat. When

the boat reached the shore, a picturesque world unfolded before him. Dayong didn't know how big the island was, but he couldn't see the edge. The trees and flowers on the hillsides were exceptionally beautiful. He then remembered he had forgotten to thank the boatman. But when he looked back, the old man and the wooden boat had vanished. He felt strange.

He continued walking onto the beach, and what he saw stunned him: everyone there, men and women alike, was completely naked. He then realized he was also naked. Since everyone was naked, he felt no shame. Perhaps this was the custom of the nude island. He walked towards the crowd, wanting to inquire about Bai Xu.

When he got closer, he was amazed to find everyone so beautiful—not a single ugly one, all young and old, with perfect figures and smooth skin. He boldly stopped a naked woman and asked, "Can I ask you about someone?"

The woman turned around, and Dayong found her to be very beautiful, no different from Bai Xu. The woman looked at Dayong kindly and said, "Just tell me her name, and I'll know who she is, where she is, when she arrived, and where she came from."

Dayong felt the people here were truly amazing. He told her Bai Xu's name, and the woman said, "She's on the mountain opposite. Come on, I'll take you to find her." She grabbed Dayong's hand and ran along the beach. Sometimes she would wrap her arm around Dayong's body, and sometimes her breasts would brush against his skin, making him feel very comfortable.

Dayong ran after her. His phone kept touching the woman's buttocks, and his hand was already feeling numb and tingly. But she seemed completely unaffected. Dayong secretly glanced down at her genitals, which were also hairless, like white cotton.

Dayong continued running after the woman, when suddenly he heard the sounds of men and women playing. He turned around and saw a group of men and women playing. A man was touching a woman's breasts, a woman was touching a man's penis, some men were thrusting into women, and some men were holding women's buttocks and vigorously having sex with them. Dayong's astonishment reached its peak. Hearing the sounds of the women and men having sex and seeing the frenzied actions of the men and women, Dayong's penis became hard.

He subconsciously tried to cover himself with his hands, but he couldn't. The woman laughed and pried Dayong's hands away, saying, "Forget it, don't cover yourself. You're still shy here." "Let me train you first," she said, grabbing Da Yong and throwing him to the ground. They tumbled together on the sand.

She rolled around with Da Yong on her back, sometimes pinning him down, sometimes letting him pin her down. Her large breasts rubbed against Da Yong's chest. Looking back at the people frantically thrusting in the distance, Da Yong's blood boiled. He boldly pinned one of them down, kissing her and reaching out to touch her mons pubis. The woman readily parted her legs. Before Da Yong could even understand what was happening, his penis was already inside her vagina.

Da Yong felt embarrassed and wanted to apologize, but the woman was overjoyed, holding Da Yong's buttocks and moving up and down, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. Since that was the case, Da Yong wasn't shy anymore. He propped himself up with his hands, his hips thrusting up and down, his penis pumping in and out of the woman's vagina. The woman writhed beneath him, trying her best to cooperate. The men nearby began to ejaculate. Da Yong and the woman beneath him also reached their climax. The woman held Da Yong for a moment to rest, then got up and pulled him along, saying as they ran, "Now you're happy. You've had your fun.

Don't look back when you see something like this again."

He was quickly led by the woman to a hillside, where he saw a naked woman running towards them. He immediately recognized her as Bai Xu. He ran frantically towards her, and the two embraced tightly. Behind them, the woman said, "You haven't seen each other in so long, so be affectionate for a while. I'll come back and play with you later."

With that, she left. Dayong hurriedly thanked her. Dayong and Baixu went to a large tree and sat down side by side. Baixu threw herself into Dayong's arms, and he embraced her, caressing her breasts, abdomen, genitals, and buttocks. Dayong asked, "Why don't you have any houses here?"

Baixu pointed to the sky and said, "Look at those white clouds over there. They're stationary; they're actually transparent tents. Nobody here needs houses because the ground temperature is constant, never too hot or too cold. There's no wind or rain, and you can lie down and sleep anywhere." Dayong asked again

, "What do you eat?

" Baixu pointed to the fruit on the tree and said, "We eat this fruit. It's everywhere on the hillside. It's both a meal and a vegetable, quenching thirst and satisfying hunger."

Dayong asked again, "Don't the people here work?"

Baixu said, "No, we just play. Because the people here don't worry about food, drink, clothing, or shelter. We just play." Dayong asked, "What do you play?"

Bai Xu said, "You can play whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt each other. For example, racing, games, climbing trees, hiking, swimming, wrestling, riddles..." Suddenly, Da Yong said, "I saw someone doing that kind of thing in broad daylight."

Bai Xu said, "That's also playing. This kind of thing is allowed here. Anyone can do it with anyone. As long as one party makes a request, the other cannot refuse. That's the law here. There are no relatives, no grudges, no jealousy, no suspicion, and no backstabbing or scheming among the people here. You can have relations with any woman, and I won't be angry. I can also have relations with any man, and you can't be angry either. Come on, let's do it once. Later, that woman will definitely come looking for you. You absolutely cannot refuse, understand?" Da Yong said, "I'm already on the beach with her..." Bai Xu said, "That's normal. That's how it is here. No one is jealous, no one is possessive. This is a world without conflict. Come on, let's begin." He and Bai Xu then began their activity.

Sure enough, not long after, the woman returned. Her figure was as good as Bai Xu's, and her face was as beautiful. She ran over and hugged Dayong. Dayong turned to look at Bai Xu, who smiled and nodded. Dayong then boldly hugged the woman. The woman started touching his penis first, and he started touching her breasts. The two quickly became intimate... At this moment, another man came over and greeted Bai Xu. Bai Xu quickly hugged the man, hugged a tree, and stuck her buttocks up. The man grabbed Bai Xu's hips and started fucking her from behind. Bai Xu was moaning, and the woman beneath Dayong was also moaning, as if they were having a competition. Dayong and the man also started competing. They shouted slogans to see who could fuck more times. In the end, Dayong actually defeated the man. The man pulled his penis out from behind Bai Xu's buttocks and sat on the ground, while Dayong was still fucking the woman. The woman happily hugged Dayong, and the man gave Dayong a thumbs up. It seemed that the people here, regardless of gender, were friendly and there were really no conflicts.

After finishing with the woman, Da Yong felt a little tired. He sat down next to Bai Xu under the tree. The woman he had just finished with didn't get angry at the sight of Da Yong and Bai Xu being intimate. She even picked two fruits from the tree and gave them to Da Yong. After eating them, Da Yong felt particularly energetic and full of spirit.

Hearing that a muscular man had arrived on the island, many women rushed over, wanting to play with Dayong. Strangely, they didn't fight over him; instead, they communicated amongst themselves, then knelt in a row, their buttocks raised high. They all had beautiful faces and perfect figures, their buttocks side by side, all so white and full. Dayong counted fifteen women in total. He glanced at Bai Xu, who smiled and nodded. Dayong walked over, and the women said, "

You can start with any of them, but you can't leave any out; you have to do them all."

Dayong, his penis erect, pounced, thrusting ten times into each woman's anus. Finally, he suddenly pounced on Bai Xu, pinning her down and ejaculating inside her. The women weren't angry; they got up, laughing, and ran away. Dayong

suddenly asked Bai Xu, "How do you people relieve yourselves here?"

Bai Xu pointed to a woman nearby and said, "Look, Dayong turned around and saw a woman squatting down very close to him. She was straining, it looked like she was both defecating and urinating. Sure enough, her feces quickly came out of her buttocks and went directly into the ground, and her urine also shot out from her vagina and landed on the ground. The woman quickly stood up and left. There was no trace of where she had squatted." Dayong was even more amazed; he quickly adapted to life there. Free and unrestrained, without any worries, but after a while, he felt a bit monotonous. He often thought of the place he used to live.

One day, he saw more than a dozen men come looking for Bai Xu, wanting to have sex with her together. Bai Xu lay on a stone slab, and the men lined up, taking turns having sex with her. Dayong went to another hillside. There

were many women there, and they were very beautiful. Dayong touched one and had sex with her, touched another and had sex with her; truly, no one refused or objected.

After they were done... Dayong continued walking when he suddenly heard two men arguing. He found it strange; why would there be a dispute here? Curious, he went over. One man said, "You've got it wrong. I've already been once; it's your turn now."

The other man said, "You've definitely got it wrong. It's your turn now."

Dayong forgot the boatman's advice not to meddle, and he also forgot Baixu's warning. He went over and asked, "

What are you two talking about?

" The man said, "Isn't it true? The men on this island take turns going out to the outside world to be emperors for a day.

" Dayong said, "Isn't being an emperor a good thing? Why don't you go?" The two men said in unison, "Do you want to go?" Dayong

said, "Okay. I'll go."

The two men bowed deeply to him and then ran away laughing.

Dayong returned to Baixu's side and saw that she looked very unwell. He assumed she was exhausted from working with those men. He went over to greet her, but saw tears on Bai Xu's face, which puzzled him even more. He knew the people on this island didn't get angry, so why was she crying? He asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Xu said in a low voice, "What's wrong with me? I should be asking you! I told you not to meddle in other people's business, but why didn't you listen?"

Da Yong said, "What's wrong with me?"

Bai Xu said, "What's wrong? Did you promise those two that you'd be emperor for a day?" Da Yong said, "Yes, isn't being emperor a good thing?"

Bai Xu said, "What good thing? It's not as good as here! We have no disease, no aging, and the people here are immortal, forever young. This is paradise, much better than being emperor."

Da Yong was stunned.

Bai Xu cried and said, "There are no conflicts, no wars, no vested interests here. People live in harmony, we don't have to have children, we don't have to do anything. We don't have to worry about anything, we just play. Being emperor is troublesome." He had to rack his brains to plot and scheme, wage war, win over and exclude, face the common people, deal with the complexities of men and women, contend with the jealousy and rivalry of the women in the harem, be angry and fearful every day, guard against assassination attempts, age, and die. From the day he became emperor, he had been struggling in hardship.

Da Yong hurriedly said, "Didn't we agree that I'd only be emperor for a day?"

Bai Xu said, "You don't understand anything. Here, 'a day' is a lifetime over there. One day on the island is a hundred years in the world. You've endured so much hardship and suffering to get here; you're practically an immortal. How can you just give up like that? You're so foolish.

Back then, I was sent out to suffer for so many years because of a joke I made, saying I wanted to go out and play for 'a little while.' Here, 'a little while' is many years outside. You saw how much I suffered, didn't you? It's nothing like here. That old man almost killed me."

After we broke up, I was all alone on that hillside. It was so hard. I had to hunt, farm, carry water, cook, trade, fight off men who came to attack me, and protect myself from wild animals. I had to do everything. Then my time of suffering came. Our island lord came and brought me back on a celestial cloud. He asked if I still wanted to go out and play. I said I dared not.

Now you're in trouble. Because you're going to become emperor, people here are supposed to take turns going, but you volunteered. They have to burn you alive, and then you'll be reincarnated over there. From childhood to adulthood, you'll suffer, endure hardships, and go through wars before slowly climbing to the throne. How terrifying!

Although the throne is yours, you'll suffer a lot. If you're a good emperor, your soul can return here after you die. If you're not a good emperor, if your sins are heavy, then you might not go there after death.

Da Yong hurriedly said, "Can't I not go?"

Bai Xu sneered, "That's impossible. Our island lord is incredibly powerful; even Buddha can't interfere here."

Da Yong asked, "Then can we still meet?"

Bai Xu replied, "The rule on this nude island is a rotation. Each time, a man and a woman go out together. The man is reincarnated as an emperor, and the woman as an empress. Do you remember the woman who showed you the way when you came to the island? She was supposed to go with you, but now it's her turn.

Of course, I'll go in her place; she'll be happy. But don't you want a different wife? Men here are used to having relations with all women. When you go to the human world and become an emperor, you'll continue this custom. Of course, they don't allow casual sex there, so you'll gather many women around you, taking any beautiful woman you see into the palace. You'll collect three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, indulging in debauchery day and night. Can you still wholeheartedly love me then?" "I don't believe it!"

Da Yong sat on the ground, looking dumbfounded.

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