The lewd zombie Ximen Qing

In the Northern Song Dynasty, during the reign of Emperor Huizong, in western Hunan,

a dark night fell. The stars and moon were absent, and a chilling wind blew through the fields. The sound of bells echoed across the wilderness, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

A group of dark figures leaped and bounded forward in unison across the dusty fields.

Seeing this terrifying procession, all the common people in the fields trembled with fear and fled in terror.

"The zombies are coming!"

Indeed, this group was the infamous Xiangxi corpse-driving team. A line of zombies, guided by the ringing bells of the corpse-driver, leaped forward in unison—truly living corpses.

Xiangxi corpse-driving has a long history, and in the region, many corpse-drivers have passed down their skills through generations.

Traditionally, the corpse-drivers in Xiangxi are male.

This is because men are considered yang, while zombies are considered yin; only a man can carry talismans and ring bells to subdue the zombies.

However, today, a peculiar phenomenon appeared in this corpse-driving team: the corpse-driver was a woman!

She looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a light blue crepe-patterned jacket and a blue skirt. Her hair fell loosely around her sides, perfectly framing her oval face.

Beneath her neat bangs, between her well-shaped eyebrows and slightly high nose, sat a pair of large, bright, and deep eyes. These eyes shone with a passionate light, adding radiance to her youthful face and creating a stark contrast with the lifeless eyes of the zombies.

The girl held a small copper bell aloft in her slender hand, shaking it vigorously every two steps, producing a clear, ringing sound to direct the zombies' advance.

Other girls, seeing these zombies in the dark, would have been terrified, even fainting. But this girl was full of confidence and joy, seemingly unconcerned about the zombies. Perhaps, in the eyes of this eighteen or nineteen-year-old, directing the zombies and their listless hopping forward was quite amusing!

Corpse-driving can only be done at night; it's forbidden during the day—that's the unwritten rule.

The girl looked up at the sky, estimating that dawn wasn't far off, and she needed to find a place for the zombies to rest.

On a small hill in the wilderness stood a desolate, dilapidated Taoist temple.

The girl saw it as the ideal place and directed the zombies towards it.

"Bang, bang," the girl pounded on the temple's rickety door. It was nearly midnight, and most of the people inside were asleep. The girl pounded for a long time before she heard someone "clattering" as they dragged their slippers to open the door.

"Ah!" The door opened, and a sleepy-eyed Taoist priest stood inside, looking displeased.

"What brings you here in the middle of the night?"

The young woman bowed apologetically. "My name is Su Jing, and I am a corpse-driver from western Hunan. I am passing through this area and would like to rest at your esteemed Taoist temple."

This temple was located on the main route from western Hunan to eastern Hunan, and corpse drivers often came to stay there, so the young Taoist priest was used to it. He pointed and said, "There is a woodshed behind the temple where the zombies can stay. After you settle in, Miss Su, you can rest in a clean room on the side of the temple."

After saying this, the young Taoist priest closed the door behind him.

It turned out that the temple was entirely for men, so women were not allowed to enter, especially in the middle of the night.

Su Jing knew this rule, so she herded the zombies into the woodshed and stuck a paper talisman on each of their foreheads to prevent them from moving around.

Then she went to the clean room on the side of the temple to rest.

After a day of driving corpses, she was covered in dust and dirt, and Su Jing wanted to take a bath first.

The Taoist temple's purification room was specifically for entertaining guests, so it was fully equipped with beds and bedding, and also had a large wooden tub for bathing.

Su Jing looked at the tub; it was full of water. She dipped her hand in; the water was just the right temperature for a bath. She couldn't help but praise the Taoists for their thoughtful hospitality!

"Don't let the dilapidated appearance of the temple fool you; they're quite considerate," Su Jing thought. She carefully bolted the door and began to undress to prepare for her bath. Moonlight streamed in from the broken corner, illuminating her beautiful body—her full breasts, slender waist, and long legs.

Su Jing stepped into the tub, immersing herself in the water. She closed her eyes, relaxing her entire body.

Suddenly, a loud "bang!"

startled Su Jing. She opened her eyes to see a wooden door kicked down, and a zombie emerged!

Zombies naturally become active at night, which was why Su Jing had placed paper talismans on the foreheads of each zombie to suppress them. But the paper talisman on the zombie might not have been properly attached; it had been blown off by the wind and started moving!

The zombie hopped towards Su Jing, its eyes gleaming with ferocity!

Su Jing, sitting in the wooden tub, was completely terrified!

She was now empty-handed and naked. The paper talisman, copper bell, and coin sword she had prepared to subdue the zombie were all on the bed, and she hadn't had time to retrieve them!

The zombie was incredibly strong, its nails as sharp as steel blades; the frail Su Jing was no match for it.

Thinking of this, Su Jing trembled with fear. She had witnessed her brother being chased by a zombie, his chest torn apart, his neck bitten off—a gruesome sight.

The zombie leaped to the edge of the tub, its terrifying gaze fixed on Su Jing!

Su Jing knew her death was imminent! The thought of dying at the hands of a zombie at such a young age, and even worse, knowing that those bitten by zombies would also become zombies after death,

terrified her, and she burst into tears.

The zombie opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp teeth, and its two massive hands plunged forward, its sharp nails suddenly piercing through the wooden tub!

With a snap, the zombie ripped the wooden bucket apart, shattering it into pieces and spilling water everywhere.

Naked, Su Jing remained seated amidst the shards, trembling, her face deathly pale, awaiting her execution!

The zombie's eyes gleamed with a sinister green light, fixed on Su Jing's naked body.

He was a man; if a living man had looked at her like that, Su Jing would have covered her private parts long ago. But now, she was terrified, and she knew the zombie was dead, so she sat there blankly, her high breasts protruding.

Su Jing knew that the giant claws would soon pierce her chest, rip out her heart, and end her young life! She closed her eyes, awaiting death.

But instead of the excruciating pain of being pierced, she felt a tickling sensation on her chest.

Opening her eyes, she saw the zombie had actually placed his hand on her breasts, scratching her tender skin with his long fingernails.

Huh? This zombie seemed different from the others; he wasn't in a hurry to take lives, but instead seemed quite interested in a woman's breasts. The zombie's hand moved over her breasts.

Su Jing dared not move, unsure of its intentions, terrified of accidentally provoking it.

Sharp nails lightly scraped Su Jing's purplish-red nipples.

A tingling sensation spread from her nipples throughout her chest. Su Jing felt a wave of shame; she couldn't believe that even on the verge of death, she was still harboring lustful thoughts, and even more unbelievable that these thoughts were aroused by a zombie!

The zombie seemed to be filled with desire for her high breasts. After playing with them for a while, it suddenly opened its blood-red mouth and took Su Jing's breast into its mouth

. For a moment, Su Jing thought it was going to bite off her breast and screamed in terror! But quickly, she calmed down, because the zombie didn't bite with its teeth, but licked with its tongue.

The zombie's tongue was rough and dry, and licking her delicate nipple created a rough sensation, producing an indescribable stimulation.

Su Jing was overcome with shyness. She was still a virgin and never interacted with men before. She never imagined that today she would be breastfed by a man, even if he was dead.

The zombie suckled vigorously, making a "squeaking" sound.

Her nipples, stimulated by a man for the first time, immediately hardened and stood erect.

Half of Su Jing's body was numb ,

but she felt somewhat calmer now.

Normally, zombies would become ferocious and kill living people, but this zombie was strange; it was unusually gentle, or perhaps particularly lustful, actually playing with her breasts.

Although this embarrassed the virgin Su Jing, at least the threat of death was temporarily averted.

When people are about to die, they can even abandon their sense of shame, and the innocent Su Jing was no exception.

"Since this zombie is lustful, why don't I use my beauty to seduce him, buy him time, and think of a way to get the paper talisman or the money sword?"

Thinking this, Su Jing puffed out her chest and deliberately let out seductive moans,

"Mmm...oh...mmm."

A woman's moans are truly an invisible aphrodisiac. Upon hearing this sound, the zombie sucked harder with his lips, his tongue moved faster, rubbing his nipples

, sending shivers of electricity and tingling sensations through

his two white eel heads as if they were in a steamer, slowly swelling.

Su Jing's eyes involuntarily narrowed.

Her fair breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing,

and her naked body writhed with pleasure.

"Ah, so good, lick it quickly, oh, so good!"

Su Jing's voice grew louder and louder, half of it a deliberate moan to seduce the zombie, and half of it a genuine pleasure.

The zombie was just a dead man, simple-minded, but perhaps had a particular fetish, only interested in women's breasts. He sucked on them for a full 95 minutes.

Su Jing was anxious. A zombie is a zombie, without humanity. What if he got tired of playing with her and bit off her breasts, or what if playing with her breasts was the prelude to his murder?

"I must lure him to bed as soon as possible!" she secretly calculated. "The talisman is under the pillow, the money sword hangs on the wall, and the copper bell is still on the bedside table. If I can get just one of these three things, I can subdue this monster!"

Su Jing reached out and gently stroked the zombie's hair. The zombie's face and ears were cold, and touching them was truly terrifying. But to survive, she suppressed the goosebumps all over her body and pretended to be affectionate, continuing to stroke

the zombie. When Su Jing touched it, the zombie trembled violently, raised its head, and looked at Su Jing.

The dead have no eyes, so its gaze was still sinister. Su Jing didn't know what kind of emotions were hidden behind that cold gaze: toying? lewdness? or murderous intent?

Regardless, she still feigned a lewd act, her hands constantly stroking his head, her bare, firm breasts rubbing against his body.

"Mmm, you're making me so itchy,"

the zombie seemed to understand these moans, his body pressing tightly against Su Jing's.

The zombie's lips smacked against Su Jing's pink face, kissing her cold lips, exhaling a putrid stench from his nostrils. Su Jing almost vomited, but she dared not.

"I mustn't provoke this monster. I can't make a move before I get him to bed. I must remain lewd, lewd!"

Su Jing's lips rained down on the zombie's face, holding her breath, feigning a wildly lewd act . The zombie,

incited by her, let out a "roar."

Su Jing's hand slowly reached down, all the way to the zombie's crotch, pinching the bulge hard.

"Ah!"

The zombie screamed wildly! He was probably very excited, his whole body was trembling. Su Jing's small hands quickly squeezed and touched him, making

the zombie's screams even louder

. Su Jing knew that her move was correct, so she simply used both hands to support him and move him down there, using both methods simultaneously, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soft and sometimes hard. Suddenly, the zombie reached out and grabbed his waistband, pulling hard. The waistband broke, revealing a pair of silk underwear and two hairy thighs.

Su Jing saw her chance and immediately reached out and slowly pulled down the loose silk underwear.

The zombie had no sexual desire, so his penis wouldn't swell, but even this non-swelling thing was already quite thick.

Su Jing was afraid when she saw this black and thick thing. She reached out and grasped it, gently stroking

it. The zombie let out an excited roar.

Su Jing's hands moved as fast as kneading dough, and with force

, the zombie screamed wildly. He forcefully tore open his clothes.

"He wants to go to bed!" Su Jing was overjoyed, her kisses becoming even more frantic, her hands kneading, squeezing, and pinching with even

greater fervor. The zombie screamed, tearing its clothes to shreds and standing naked before Su Jing. Su Jing feigned shyness, unable to look. Suddenly, the zombie grabbed her, lifting her up and leaping towards the bed. With

each jump, Su Jing's breasts bounced rapidly. They lay down on the bed, and Su Jing noticed a jade pendant around the zombie's neck. Curious, she grabbed it and saw three characters engraved on it: "Ximen Qing."

It turned out that this zombie had been Ximen Qing in his previous life.

To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment.

The Corpse-Driving Beauty (Part Two): Ximen

Qing was a notorious lecher in Chinese history. He died far from home, and his body, left unattended, somehow became a zombie.

During the Song Dynasty, everyone knew Ximen Qing. His scandalous affairs with Pan Jinlian and Li Ping'er were widely circulated and told by storytellers. Su Jing, living in western Hunan, was already very familiar with him. She never expected to encounter the zombie Ximen Qing here.

Now, she finally understood why this zombie was different from others—not eager to kill, but rather to toy with women. After death, a person loses sexual desire, and a zombie wouldn't be interested in women.

But Ximen Qing is different. In life, he was the world's number one lecher; information about women occupied his entire brain. Moreover, he died from the abuse of aphrodisiacs in the body of a woman. Therefore, at the moment of his death, the only remaining information in his brain was still women and sex.

So, even as a zombie, he remains the world's number one lecher.

Su Jing was filled with curiosity, unable to believe she was sharing a bed with Ximen Qing. She had heard from others that Ximen Qing's methods with women were... The woman was experiencing ecstasy.

The fact that she willingly allowed herself to be played with showed just how skilled Ximen Qing was at lewdness

. Thinking of this, Su Jing's heart pounded wildly, her cheeks flushed, and her lower body involuntarily became wet

. The zombie placed her on the bed, seemingly in no hurry to enter, but instead used his hands to caress her heaving body.

The zombie's hands were cold and lifeless, and because the skin was dead, they were rough, creating an indescribable stimulation against her delicate skin.

Su Jing's chest heaved, and she closed her eyes, imagining herself as Pan Jinlian.

"Oh, um, good brother, you're making me so uncomfortable!"

she moaned incessantly. The zombie's hands gave her pleasure, and her fantasies amplified it.

The zombie's hands scratched along her full breasts, gently teasing the most sensitive peak.

"Ugh, ah,"

the moans grew louder, her chest heaving rapidly.

The zombie let out a roar of pleasure. He wasn't actually experiencing pleasure, but the lingering sensation on his thigh stimulated his reaction to the woman.

Su Jing's hand quietly reached under the pillow and retrieved a paper talisman. Simply sticking it on the zombie's head would subdue him, but she didn't act on her girlish instincts. Coupled with her infatuation with the name Ximen Qing, she didn't want to.

"Let me enjoy it a little longer; there's no danger now anyway." She opened her eyes wide, admiring the zombie's face. Indeed, this zombie was different from ordinary zombies; he still retained his handsome features.

Although his skin lacked color, it added to his pale, scholarly air.

Although his eyes were emotionless, it added to his haughty demeanor.

In short, when there was no danger to her life, she found this zombie adorable!

Su Jing knew where his hands were about to slide, feeling both excited and nervous. Her breath caught in her throat. The thick, dark grass was a tangled mess, and the zombie's hands were combing through it.

Su Jing's lower abdomen contracted rapidly.

"Ah...uh..."

The zombie felt nothing; he was simply mechanically repeating actions, driven by lingering memories from his past life.

The zombie's hands slid down Su Jing's flat stomach, but for Su Jing, the feeling was completely different.

This was the edge of forbidden territory! No man had ever touched her like this, not even she herself had ever combed her like this.

And now, the most charming man in the world, Ximen Qing, was serving her. The psychological satisfaction was immense!

His sharp nails gently combed through her, making every hair stand on end as if electrified.

"My God, how can your hands be so powerful?" Su Jing's heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

She had unconsciously crumpled the paper talisman into a ball and held it tightly in her palm.

Her face was flushed and sweat was beading on her skin.

She really hadn't expected that this clump of grass

could be so alluring and intoxicating. Ximen Qing, oh Ximen Qing, you truly deserve to be called the number one man in the world.

The zombie's hands moved carefully, like a meticulous gardener tending to the lovely little lawn, sometimes combing with the grain, sometimes against it.

Su Jing's waist followed his movements, sometimes bending upwards, sometimes limp and powerless.

"Now I know why Pan Jinlian became a harlot. Under such skillful teasing, any woman would become a whore."

The lawn was damp, covered in dewdrops

. The zombie's fingers, moistened with dew, slowly put them into his mouth.

He looked at Su Jing; although his gaze was devoid of emotion, Su Jing imagined that when he was still alive, his gaze must have been filled with lewd and provocative intent.

She seemed to feel that intense gaze, and her whole body heated up.

The zombie's hand reached through the lawn, toward the garden.

"Mmm, mmm," Su Jing couldn't help but part her two snow-white thighs. At the entrance to the garden grew a cute little red bean. The zombie, like a kind and lovely gardener, looked at the fruit he had longed for, and gently touched it with his finger.

"Ah!"

Su Jing couldn't help but cry out. Suddenly realizing that her cry might wake the Taoists, she immediately bit her lips with her silver teeth.

The zombie was looking at her. If he were alive, he would probably be looking at Pan Jinlian with a mischievous and cute gaze.

Su Jing felt a surge of intoxication .

The little red bean covered in dewdrops looked exceptionally fresh.

The gardener's hand pressed down on the red bean, and suddenly a tremor ran through her: "Ah, oh, I can't do this!"

Su Jing's cry broke through her teeth again. Her whole body was numb. Her fair legs squeezed tightly together, as if trying to stop the deadly trembling:

the fingers trembled, the red bean trembled, the dew kept flowing, and the garden was full of spring light.

"Spare me, I can't take it anymore, brother, I can't tremble anymore, my heart is about to tremble out!"

Su Jing's nerves were spasming. The

zombie's fingers pressed tightly on the red bean, trembling rapidly. Su Jing's whole body trembled along with it.

The wooden bed under her also trembled, making a "creaking" sound.

"Ah, good brother, no! Spare me, dear Dada! Oh, you can't push against me here! My lower body is all wet!"

The clean sheets were soaked with water.

Su Jing's pink face turned red and then white, then white and then red again.

Now, she no longer cared whether the Taoists would hear her strange cries. She screamed, and each scream increased his pleasure!

The little red bean couldn't withstand the massage. It stood erect, its rosy tip alluring.

The zombie bent down, extended its tongue, and gently licked it.

"Ah, mama, so comfortable!"

Its tongue licked rapidly

, causing Su Jing's blood to flow faster, a torrent of fluids flowing endlessly, wetting the zombie's tongue. It worked even harder, as if reluctant to eat, licking, sucking, sipping, and drawing blood. The little red bean swelled, engorged with blood.

"Ah, dear father, my dear father, I can't hold back anymore! I want it! I want it!"

At this moment, Su Jing had completely forgotten that she was a virgin, and that the other person was a zombie.

The extreme stimulation created an extreme emptiness within her.

She desperately needed something solid to fill this unbearable emptiness.

The zombie seemed to lose its hearing, ignoring her pleas, yet like a gardener of love's fruit, carefully savoring its own fruit.

The tongue and red bean rubbed rapidly, forgetting the time... Forgetting her fatigue, for the zombie's tongue never tires; its speed and force never diminish.

"My dear father, spare this little slut! This little slut can't take it anymore! Heaven, please, treat me like a prostitute, like Pan Jinlian, come quickly!"

Poor Su Jing, her voice was almost hoarse from screaming,

her whole body was about to explode.

Unable to bear it any longer, her moans were no longer moans, but more like the cries of a madwoman.

Her hands tightly embraced the zombie, frantically caressing it, like clinging to a lifeline, rising to a peak on a turbulent ocean, then plummeting into an abyss.

Her legs, like octopus tentacles, stretched into the air, bending, straightening, and suddenly clamped tightly around the zombie's head

. The zombie's head was clamped, and it let out a scream of "Eeeee!"

Because this action was something Pan Jinlian often did, it felt very familiar, and thus screamed excitedly.

He gently bit the little red bean with his teeth.

"Ah, dear father, this little slut is so lewd, I'm going to die! Good father, sweetheart brother, save this little slut! I can't hold back anymore, the water's drowning me! Oh, oh, oh!"

Her legs stretched into the air, wide open, separating

the zombie's mouth and even his entire face, now completely wet.

One of his fingers reached into

the narrow doorway of the garden gate, soaked as if it had rained.

The nimble finger moved like a small snake

. The gate seemed to be electrified; the snake's touch immediately caused intense pleasure.

"Ah, deeper, deeper! Please put it in!"

Su Jing no longer cared about any shame, desperately screaming. The zombie's finger deliberately lingered at the doorway, moving in a little, then backing out a little.

"Oh, my good man, please, please put it in, please stop teasing me! This little slut is already so weak!" Su Jing pleaded weakly, like a condemned prisoner on the verge of death, her face deathly pale.

The pent-up desire within her had eroded her nerves; only something strong could hold them back from collapsing. But the cruel little snake wouldn't enter, only slowly lingering at the entrance.

"Come on!" Su Jing cried out, pressing her hands against the zombie's fingers and pushing hard inside.

"Ah!" she screamed,

a tearing pain reminding her that a piece of her flesh had been pierced.

"I'm a woman now!"

She felt a mixture of joy and shame. Joy at having broken through this barrier, able to do as she pleased and fully enjoy pleasure; shame at having her most precious virginity taken by a zombie.

After pulling his finger out about ten times, the blood-soaked

zombie reluctantly put it into his mouth, greedily sucking

. "Zombies love to suck blood." Su Jing remembered her master's words, and her face flushed red again. Other zombies bite people's necks to suck blood, but she was contributing that kind of blood, which was too shameful.

The blood on his finger caused the zombie's whole body to tremble violently. This blood was too little, and he felt unsatisfied, so he simply lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, covered the bleeding entrance, and sucked hard!

"Ah, I can't, I can't suck it, it's so horny, it's all numb inside, it's killing me, brother, I can't suck it, I can only insert it, little slut, please, if you don't insert it, I'll die, my darling brother, hurry up!"

Su Jing went from shouting to being silent, her head shaking wildly on the pillow like a rattle drum .

The zombie raised its head, its mouth full of blood,

"Good brother, insert it, insert it, help me insert it!"

Su Jing shamelessly spread her legs, opening the garden entrance, waiting thirstily in front of him.

The zombie roared, jumped onto the bed, spread his legs to the left and right, straddling her body, aiming at the garden entrance, just about to insert it.

Su Jing was overjoyed, waiting for the moment of ecstasy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the money sword hanging on the wall fell down due to the vibration, just in time to cut off the zombie's head.

Red Powder Corpse Driving (Part 3)

It is said that the money sword fell from the wall due to the vibration, just in time to cut off the neck of the zombie Ximen Qing, and his head fell to the side of the bed.

Zombies are different from humans, once the head falls off, life ends.

Zombies aren't inherently living, so even though their heads are severed, their bodies are still moving, and their erections remain hard.

Su Jing saw Ximen Qing's head rolling on the ground and was terrified. She tried to get out of bed, but the headless zombie pressed down on her shoulders with both hands, preventing her from getting up.

Su Jing struggled, but the zombie was too strong; she couldn't move at all!

"Oh no! The zombie might have misunderstood and think I deliberately used the money sword to cut off his head. He's going to retaliate!"

Su Jing was terrified, her face drained of color, and her whole body trembled.

The zombie pressed down on her fiercely!

"Ah!" Su Jing screamed in extreme horror!

But a surge of electric shock sent a shiver through her body. She looked down and saw that the zombie's erection was already inside her!

Su Jing's body was already burning with lust from Ximen Qing's teasing, filled with wanton desire. The sudden accident, while drawing her attention, didn't diminish her own lustful state.

"Ah, so good,"

Su Jing couldn't help but moan.

This was the first time in her life that a man had violated her precious virginity. A tremor from the depths of her heart spread throughout her body, and the headless zombie began to move!

Although headless, he was still Ximen Qing, still the most lewd thing in the world. When he entered Su Jing's body, the tight, moist feeling of the girl evoked familiar memories for him.

The stimulation of the female's yin energy gave this headless zombie intense pleasure.

The zombie had inexhaustible strength; he pumped like a bellows, from slow to fast, from light to heavy.

"Ah, so pleasurable!"

Su Jing couldn't help but cry out.

In the dead of night, her moans sounded particularly loud.

[The End]

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