【The Sexual Teacher】(11) 【Author: rescueme】

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********** ... "Strange, there are so many gods like this in Taiwan. Are they really effective?" Zhang Xiaojie grumbled, lying back down on the chewy pastry on the ground, continuing to eat the Doritos she had conjured up while watching that incomprehensible South Korean soap opera. "If they weren't effective, so many people wouldn't worship them," I mumbled before falling asleep. "That's even worse. Temples with a little bit of supernatural power might have been possessed by evil spirits. I'll tear them down one day if I'm not happy!" Zhang Xiaojie muttered to herself. I drifted off to sleep on a leisurely Saturday afternoon, accompanied by incomprehensible dialogue from a Korean drama and the sounds of fireworks I couldn't understand. When I woke up, I looked at the digital clock on the TV and realized it was already past ten o'clock at night. I thought I should take my dog for a walk and patrol the campus to see if there was any danger, but I found that neither my dog nor Zhang Xiaojie were there. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, recalling my pre-sleep conversation. Good heavens, Zhang Xiaojie, that girl, could she be so driven mad by the noise of the low-altitude fireworks that she's trying to drive away the evil spirits in the temple ? If I had Zhang Xiaojie's powerful spiritual abilities, I probably would have burned this temple down long ago before she became famous for her little magical powers. Although Zhang Xiaojie is a bit of a gossip, people who cultivate themselves at least have a basic sense of justice. If she really did something so impulsive, I wouldn't be surprised at all. I wonder how her battle went; I'd better go check it out. So I combed my hair, put on a leather jacket over a shirt and jeans, and leisurely rode my motorcycle to the temple fair where the fireworks were going the loudest. When I arrived at the area, the crowds were so dense that I couldn't ride my motorcycle any further. I bought a grilled squid for dinner and then squeezed into the crowd on foot. As a curious human, I naturally headed towards the loudest music and microphones on stage; and as a man, I couldn't take my eyes off the pole dancers. The young, sexy woman on stage wore a yellow, wispy bikini, rhythmically swaying her hips to Xie Jin-yan's song "Sister," occasionally spreading her legs wide in a suggestive dance. Her flexibility rivaled that of the squid I ate before it was cooked ; the repeated M-shaped leg spreads caused every male in the audience to lean forward, as if afraid of exposing their crotches. Watching this shady performance—whether it was a religious offering, or simply something to please the crowd and benefit a specific company—I shook my head slightly, then turned and bumped into another member of the crowd. "You beast, Hao, you really are here too." It was Zhang Xiaojie, holding Tang Han-gou. With her psychic abilities, finding me in the crowd was a piece of cake. "I thought you came to cause trouble! I was wondering if you were going to teach their god a lesson, drive him away, and make this temple less effective, causing it to gradually decline in fortune since they kept bothering you this afternoon because they kept bothering you so much!" I smiled at Tang Han Gou's unusually "shy" appearance and patted his head to tease him. "Here." Zhang Xiaojie wiped the sauce and pepper off the leftover grilled squid with a tissue and offered Han Gou a bite, but Han Gou still nervously tucked his tail between his legs, completely refusing to give it a try. "Speaking of which, I should have said this earlier, it was terrifying!" Zhang Xiaojie said, as if she had discovered something new, patting my shoulder gossipy. "Heh, you've seen all kinds of evil spirits and you still get scared?" I frowned and finished the rest of my food, but my gaze had already unconsciously returned to the young girl's body on the stage. "Damn it, you pervert." Zhang Xiaojie spat, then immediately continued, "Your faith is too crazy. Temples, statues everywhere, they call it spirit sharing, but many rituals aren't done properly, and the believers, temple and committee members are all corrupt. Actually, I just went on a tour like this, and there were so many strange spirits!" Zhang Xiaojie's eyes widened, and she poked my ribs in disbelief. I think she's right. Although mainland China nominally has religious freedom, the general public probably wouldn't dare to waste money on such grand displays like in Taiwan, especially burning joss paper, setting off . They certainly wouldn't have such extreme and blind faith. Besides seeing the grand scale of a temple fair for the first time, Zhang Xiaojie must have also discovered the spirits residing in the statues. "Ah, no wonder Tang Han Gou is like this, tucking his tail between his legs and not even daring to utter a 'thank you'!" I then realized that Han Gou's strange behavior was because he was trembling all over from being frightened by the spirits around him. As we chatted, the pole dancer on stage, wearing high heels, swayed her hips and stepped off the stage to interact with the audience. Seeing Zhang Xiaojie and used me as a pole to perform a striptease on me. "You...I..." My only concern now was that some parents nearby might recognize me. Otherwise, I had no reason to refuse her feeding me this eye-opening act. This girl was probably not even 20 years old. I didn't know if her breasts were underdeveloped or just naturally small, but they were less than a B cup. However, for the sake of the performance, she still wore a C cup. When she bent over in front of me, her small red nipples would occasionally slip out of her bra and enter my view. In addition, she was squatting with her legs spread in an M-shape in front of me. To cooperate with her performance, even though I was unwilling, I still forced my gaze to be on her. This superior angle meant that her youthful body was constantly being lewdly stared at by my greedy eyes. Zhang Xiaojie probably hadn't seen such a lewd performance before, after all, they were practicing orthodox Taoism in Sichuan Province.

A religious ceremony isn't a performance like this, using the hand of gods to satisfy human desires. Seeing my awkward and uncomfortable
state, she couldn't help but laugh.

However, she immediately seemed to remember something and tried to separate me from the pole dancer. Unfortunately, the more she tried
to interrupt us, the more the girl deliberately teased me. It seemed she considered Zhang Xiaojie my girlfriend.

Just as the crowd was watching our interaction, the girl, getting carried away, actually reached out and touched my crotch
. Completely unprepared for this move, I was caught off guard and had my penis touched. Finding that my
crotch was still limp, the beautiful girl with the pretty short hair pulled her yellow thong aside,
revealing her hairy vulva. Then, amidst the cheers of the crowd, she grabbed my hand and made me touch her young vulva.

The moment my fingers touched her vulva, the girl writhed against me,
giving me unparalleled pleasure from both sight and touch. However, Zhang Xiaojie had already hurriedly moved between me and the girl.
Seeing that things were about to cause a family crisis, the girl shifted her focus to teasing other spectators.
But by then, I was itching to act, and in public, I cried out, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Savior of Suffering, the Greatly Responsive
White-Robed Guanyin, please don't come out yet, you ghost!"

Seeing that I had activated my ghost, Zhang Xiaojie quickly used her telepathy to communicate: "Pretend you didn't see anything. There are so
many spirits here. If they know we can see them, they will definitely come seeking salvation or to have
their wishes fulfilled. You must pretend you didn't see anything, otherwise even a high-level and beautiful psychic like me
can't our lives!"

I then understood why she had been so furious in separating me from the pole dancer—she was afraid my
psychic abilities would activate with the awakening of my ghost. But as soon as I understood this, the scene before me made me
turn around unnaturally like a robot until I faced Zhang Xiaojie.

Good heavens! This is outrageously exaggerated! While these devout men and women were worshipping and enjoying the blessings of the gods, did they
even know what they were worshipping?! In just a few seconds of sight, I saw at least dozens of spirits of
all sizes ; there were clumps of floating spirits that had taken over the statues, and vengeful spirits
that had come seeking targets to possess, having discovered that this place was full of wicked young men. And on the riverbank not far away, there were even
earthbound spirits, ready to seize their place and eyeing them menacingly!

Fortunately, it was all just a fleeting glimpse. If it weren't for my supernatural vision, I wouldn't have been able to see them
so clearly. From an ordinary person's perspective, my actions shouldn't have been enough for those spirits to discover that I was
a psychic.

"My God, so many!" I bent down slightly, looking directly into Zhang Xiaojie's eyes, completely focused,
as if I were about to kiss her, and asked.

"You're only just realizing that?" She playfully leaned forward as well, letting her forehead touch mine.

"How do you manage to pretend you didn't see them?" I shifted my gaze to the silly dog, curious about
how they remained so composed amidst so many spirits.

"That's why you need to practice more." Zhang Xiaojie turned 180 degrees, letting me hug her from behind,
so I was holding her while she held the silly dog.

"What do we do now?" I gently hugged Zhang Xiaojie, pretending to be engrossed in the performance on stage,
but my eyes flickered, wanting to see the evil spirits clearly, yet afraid they would cling to me.

"Just don't look at them," Zhang Xiaojie said casually.

"I can't help it, I can't resist the urge to see them." I wasn't unaware of
the seriousness of the situation, but people are just like that, the more you're told not to look, the harder it is to control your gaze.

Zhang Xiaojie glanced at my flustered expression from the upper left, knowing my desire to see the spirits
was understandable, and said, "Hold on, 'Beast Hao'." Huh, wasn't I already holding her?

Oh my god, so it meant, "Holding 'Beast Hao'." I'm not quite used to calling my silly dog "Beast Hao
. "

So I kept my arms around Zhang Xiaojie from behind, and held my dog son's small
body in my hands.

Just after Zhang Xiaojie and I switched hands to take Tang Han Gou, I suddenly felt a touch on my crotch.

I shuddered and realized that Zhang Xiaojie was groping my penis. I quickly asked, "What are you doing?!"

"Making you ejaculate, helping you shut down your spiritual vision." Zhang Xiaojie casually reached back and stroked my little 'Gou'
from bottom to top .

"I hope it works!" I almost dropped Tang Han Gou and reached out to stop her. But after she rubbed it
a couple of times, huh? It seems pretty good.

My eyes were fixed on the girl performing a sensual dance on stage, admiring her alluring figure and dance moves; all around me were oblivious
crowds, clapping and cheering enthusiastically, completely unaware that I was enjoying the pleasure of being served among them;
the girl I was holding was a beauty who, despite her incredibly vulgar mouth, possessed a face and figure that were one in a million, and
her hand skills were quite effective on me!

So, while I looked at Zhang Xiaojie's nonchalant face, my crotch was being teased by her, hitting the mark every time.
Although my hands were already holding Tang Han Gou, I still couldn't help but lean against Zhang Xiaojie, using
the space I had left in my hands to rub against Zhang Xiaojie's full D-cup breasts, while my erect penis was already against Zhang Xiaojie's
back , enjoying the caress of her fingers while instinctively rubbing against her back.

"Don't push your luck." Zhang Xiaojie turned and glared at me. I could only reply, "It's for saving my life,
you want me out sooner, don't you?"

Zhang Xiaojie pouted and had no choice but to continue, amidst the crowd, reaching down to my crotch and secretly masturbating
me through my pants.

Since even the quick-witted Zhang Xiaojie had nothing to say, I naturally sought an upgrade in service. In addition to enjoying her service
, I proactively half-squatted down so that my bulging penis, visible through her pants
, would stroke upwards from her crotch, which was clad in athletic shorts. Through several layers of pants, I used my enormous penis to clean her groin, almost teasing her from her vulva all
the way to her anus.

Later, to enhance the sensation, she unzipped my pants and directly slipped her hand inside my jeans,
forcing it into my underwear to directly touch my penis. I glanced around at the crowd with concern and realized that everyone was only
concerned about whether the girl on stage would accidentally expose her pubic hair; no one was paying any attention to us two mischievous young
people . Meanwhile, my repeated half-squatting and straightening up, teasing Zhang Xiaojie's crotch with my penis, accompanied by "sizzling" sounds...
The rhythm, surprisingly, seemed perfectly natural.

Later, I wasn't enjoying this in public anymore to save my life; I was actually
suppressing the urge to ejaculate for pleasure. Actually, I was already exhausted, but I'd endured it all
this time Large beads of sweat hung from my forehead, and Zhang Xiaojie, nervous about her bold move in the crowd
, had a flushed face and her temples damp with sweat.

Okay, I've had my fill of pleasure, let me…

wait a minute, what are you doing? Good heavens, peeking through the narrow gap between our bodies, I saw that
Zhang Xiaojie had somehow managed to pull her athletic shorts and underwear aside, bent over, revealing her
elegantly haired pubic area, and was about to insert my penis into her!

"Wait!" I quickly leaned close to Zhang Xiaojie's ear to warn her.

However, she generously said, "What's there to be shy about? This is to help you ejaculate sooner."

"No, I..." Just as I was about to remind her that my pleasure had reached its peak, she still shoved
the head of my penis into her tight, virgin vagina. As soon as I felt the dampness and warmth of her vaginal folds, I
couldn't help but thrust my hips forward and ejaculated contentedly inside this playful girl's womb.

"So warm..." Zhang Xiaojie, who had been penetrated by me, first frowned in satisfaction, enjoying the warmth of her vagina.
But then, feeling the large amount of semen flowing from her vaginal opening, her comfortable expression immediately changed.
She glared at me with disdain, then took Tang Han Gou, straightened her body forward, and stopped letting me enjoy her body.

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaojie put Han Gou on her shoulder with one hand and took out a tissue to wipe her vagina with the other.
The continuous flow of semen from her vagina almost made her use up an entire pack of tissues.

Seeing Zhang Xiaojie angrily covering her genitals with a tissue, I satisfiedly let my penis
breathe , cleaning up the remaining semen. Just then, a little girl dressed like a princess
noticed and exclaimed, "Shame on you! Show your penis!"

I quickly shoved it back into my pants, ignoring the fact that it hadn't been cleaned, leaving
half my pants soaked with semen.

Then, the cute but mischievous little girl brought her large, lychee-shaped eyes close to mine and asked,
"How can you see me?" Then, her face lit up with joy, and she pounced on me, shouting, "Help me find my mom!"

Damn it! You should have shown yourself sooner, letting me spray semen on your face. The other spirits
would have backed down after seeing you burned. Now, you chose to expose me as a psychic when my psychic abilities were fading, making me
reveal myself among a pride of evil spirits. Isn't that like throwing a blind man into a pride of lions?!

"You big idiot!" Zhang Xiaojie hadn't even finished putting on her pants, and her vagina was still full of semen, when she steadied
herself and set up a barrier to prevent the spirits from getting close to us.

"If we fight here, we'll be on the front page of the newspaper tomorrow. Let's go!" Zhang Xiaojie gestured for
me to walk through the crowd to the nearby restroom.

So we moved slowly. Under Zhang Xiaojie's barrier, the vengeful spirits felt like they were separated from me by
a large glass ball. They frantically pounded on the barrier, ignoring the burns on their hands, the white smoke rising, and
the hissing sounds. They just wanted me to listen to their requests and help them fulfill their last wishes so they could
enter the cycle of reincarnation in peace.

Even the spirit of the little girl, who looked about 10 years old, ignored her swollen hands and cried out, "Help me find
my mother! Uncle God said He has divine power to help me find my mother, but he hasn't found her after 20 years!"

My nose almost stung with tears, but I was powerless to help. Alas, those low-level spirits who first
inhabited deceived the spirits into gathering near the temple by exploiting their expectations of the gods. Over time, they also
garnered the faith of believers through occasional displays of supernatural powers. However, spirits ultimately lack wisdom; their minor supernatural abilities cannot solve the real
problems . Looking at the little girl's cute face, now covered in snot and tears, I could only feel sorry. Besides, in terms
of age, she was my older sister. Go find her yourself, damn it!

Finally, after many hardships, we took advantage of the empty men's restroom and went into the squat toilet together. My penis, too,
shrank into a harmless little ball.

"Damn it, you got to fuck the Sichuan Guo Xuefu for nothing." As soon as we entered the toilet, Zhang Xiaojie gave me a cold look,
clenching her fist as if to punch me. Although I was disdainful of her calling herself Guo Xuefu, I pretended to be quite apologetic and
lowered my head.

"What do we do now?" Thinking of the spirits who had been glaring angrily outside the barrier, I seriously doubted
whether we could even make it to morning.

"After that last ejaculation inside me, my spiritual energy is overflowing!" Zhang Xiaojie said
nonchalantly , stroking the Tang Han dog to reassure it.

"Sister, don't underestimate me. You're still in control right now. You'll see when it's 11:30."
Zhang Xiaoci transmitted a telepathic message from her penis, which both Zhang Xiaojie and I received.

"Huh?" I glanced at my watch; it was almost 11:30. I slightly opened the bathroom door to see
what would happen.

After a brief introduction by the mature female host on stage, a girl about the same age as the Zhang sisters
unzipped her dress, letting it slide down her alabaster skin like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis,
until her naked, beautiful body was exposed to these ill-intentioned "believers"!

Watching her firm C-cup breasts sway to the music, her pubic area adorned with a tuft of black hair
twisting and turning , her shapely figure in high heels, naked, and the perfect rhythm of her hips,
I couldn't help but get an erection, even though I had just ejaculated. As soon as I did, I saw numerous spirits
surge forth from above the heads of the onlookers, gathering into swarms of evil spirits, categorized into different groups.

There were lewd spirits seeking to vent their desires through such a depraved performance,
possessed spirits greedily trying to profit from such events, and aimless, drifting
spirits simply following human desires. The ugliness of all humanity in the village and surrounding areas was gathered here, creating a bizarre contrast with the
seemingly .

The beautiful girl lewdly twisted her slender waist, her swaying breasts and constantly shaking buttocks arousing
the vile desires of the onlookers. Just as she sat on the high stool, leaning back and spreading her legs wide to expose her vulva
, swarms of spirits surged from above the crowd, further amplifying the power of the evil spirits.

The girl's blatant exposure and wanton act fueled the deafening roar of the crowd, intensifying the demonic forces .
It seemed to be directly proportional to these sound waves. After those clumps of evil spirits took shape, they used
the spirits that had just surrounded me to inform them that they had discovered Zhang Xiaoci and my whereabouts. Not only did they continue to receive a large
influx , but they also pounced on Zhang Xiaojie and me as if they had discovered a treasure!

"Damn, what do we do?" Seeing that Zhang Xiaojie's barrier was becoming more and more fragile, I instinctively started to masturbate my ghost penis,
hoping to scare away those evil spirits with the thousand and first move of ejaculating.

"Idiot! There are too many of these spirits, several times more than I expected. You can start
thinking about which animal you want to be reincarnated as... Oh, humanity is extinct. I'm going to go back to the Three Holy Realms with my sisters to become Bodhisattvas
..." Zhang Xiaojie had completely given up resisting and only wanted to leave these ugly creatures still in the human world behind so that she could
return to the Three Holy Realms to enjoy herself.

"Damn it... heartless, actors are ungrateful!" I glossed over the word "bitch," but Zhang Xiaojie
didn't need to listen. She and her two sisters were practically of one mind, so she knew
what I was thinking. She just shrugged, indicating she was powerless

to help. "Can't you think of something?" I almost grabbed her collar in frustration, but she just
shrugged , looking completely helpless.

"There is a way, but someone like you can't get any big shots to help you." Zhang Xiaojie
gave me a disdainful look.

"Please, let's try anything, even if you don't care about us humans, at least help 'Beast Hao'!"
I looked at her, so tenderly holding the Tang Han dog in her arms, trying to appeal to her emotions.

"What do I care if you live or die..." But then she realized I was referring to Tang Han Gou,
who, in a way, was her dog son. Zhang Xiaojie looked down at his pitiful, frightened eyes and
changed her tune: "Psionicists of our level can actually summon spirits or
deities . After all, having a human body is the basis for our cultivation by the Buddha, so all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the ten directions
will help us as needed, like Sun Wukong in Journey to the West who branded people all day long to help us; but we
no longer have a physical body, we only exist as Yang spirits, so we sisters can't help you. Unless you have a connection with some great gods,
you can try sincerely summoning their assistance."

Damn, I know a lot of charlatans, but I don't know a single real god! My current feelings
are like Chung Fat in the movie "The Haunted Cop Shop" (Hong Kong title: The Haunted Cop Shop), with a broken arm, on the verge of death,
and shouting "Master, save me!" But where would I find such a powerful master!

No, my ghostly penis once crossed paths with an unparalleled hero. His spirit hasn't
entered reincarnation yet and is leading a band of eternally loyal followers northward to fight the most shameless evil spirit in the Chinese world
. I'm on the verge of death, so I need to trouble him to put aside his current important duties and save my life first!

"Brother Xiang Ji! Save me! Ancestors and friends who have crossed paths with my ghostly penis, I'm in a life-threatening situation because
the people can't distinguish between gods and demons. Please help me if you can!" I gripped my ghostly penis and
amplified the distress signal with Zhang Xiaojie's powerful spiritual energy, trying to transmit it outwards from my position as much as possible!

However, whether Xiang Yu can receive my signal is one thing, and whether he can get back in time is another.
Although they are spirits, they can only move at the speed of their lives in life. By the time he
arrives , I'll probably be dismembered.

Just before the barrier was breached, a robust, deep voice rang out: "Don't be afraid, ancestors, they're here!"

What? My ancestors? Xiang Yu shouldn't be considered my ancestor, and I don't remember any
connection between Ghost Dick and my ancestors.

Just as I happily pushed open the men's restroom door to see what was going on, a group of burly, barely clothed men, wielding stone axes and
spears, and barefoot, charged in from the distant sky.

The evil spirits that had been attacking the barrier, seeing the attack from behind, transformed into human form and rushed forward, floating in
the air to fight the burly men. These
reinforcements wielded stone axes, easily repelling
the first wave of evil spirits by smashing them apart like playing whack-a-mole.

The remaining evil spirits, as if by telepathy, gathered together and eventually formed a large, elephant-like shape.
The main weapons of this spiritual elephant were its long, sharp tusks and its massive, powerful trunk. Not to mention, each of its legs was
as thick as several people could encircle it. Although the arms of those burly men were all thicker than my thighs, they were still
reduced to ashes by its stomp.

The primitive-looking burly men changed formations with perfect coordination, not retreating despite the difference in size.
Sometimes they gathered together and thrust forward with stone spears to deter the giant elephant's attack, and sometimes they dispersed, leaving a lone individual to attract
the giant elephant's pursuit, while the others hurled stone spears at the giant elephant's side like javelins, until the giant elephant lost
its balance and limped to the right.

The lone man, the largest and most burly, saw the giant elephant lose its balance and rushed forward to
deliver a final blow with his axe to its right hind leg. The elephant, unable to bear its weight, buckled and fell. At that moment, the
largest man, taking advantage of the elephant's head almost touching the ground, pounced, gripping the stone
axe handle tightly with both hands, gathering all his strength to deliver the final blow!

Just as the giant elephant's life ended, its body split into countless floating spirits. Since
even the most revered creatures before the burly men couldn't shake their fighting spirit, all the spirits
retreated , returning to their most chaotic state, fleeing in disarray.

"Brother Xiang?" I was certain none of these people resembled Xiang Yu at all, but to express
my gratitude, I needed to address them, so I tentatively asked.

"We, no, Brother Xiang; we, save Brother Xiang," the leading burly man
spoke to me in broken Chinese.

Later I learned the whole story. It turned out that Xiang Yu's ambitions had barely begun when he encountered a major
setback . They discovered a malevolent aura emanating from the banks of the Dajia River. A well-known temple, under the control of evil forces, had
gathered a vast horde of malevolent spirits. The blind worship of the people, unable to distinguish between gods and demons, prevented Xiang Yu's army from receiving any righteous energy.
Instead, the malevolent spirits, coveting Xiang Yu's abundant righteous energy, launched a surprise attack. Just as Xiang Yu and his army were about to attack
the gathering place of the malevolent spirits, they couldn't even eliminate the surrounding perimeter, falling into the trap and suffering a crushing defeat, their strength severely diminished.

Alas, just as I expected, these adorably simple ancestors of Xiang Yu couldn't possibly tolerate modern people.
A despicable underhanded tactic, but I never expected them to be driven back before even reaching the so-called north.

"Brother Xiang, are you alright? Have you lost heart?" I was genuinely worried that he might do something
foolish again by the Dajia River.

"No, they've entered Niuchou River, gone to the tribe, recuperated, and are heading north," the burly man said boldly.

It turned out that these burly men were ancestors from the Neolithic Age, living in Yuliao, Taibao City, Chiayi County, thousands of years ago
. So those evil spirits had just transformed into one of the creatures our ancestors feared most in life—the ancient
Formosan elephant. But we never imagined that united humans could defeat the giant beast that dominated nature at that time.

After further questioning, I learned that Xiang Yu was not only undeterred, but also gathered a large number of righteous spirits
to try to head north again, including a person whose name contained four X's (sorry, our ancestors' brains were too small to
recognize XX), and three spirits that were either animal-humanoid or humanoid-animal.

After persistent questioning, I finally got some information: one animal was closely related to human life, with many stray animals of that type on
the streets ; another was a species unique to the forest, with colorful patterns on its body; and the
third clue was that it was a social animal, with only one alpha male having mating rights.

Wow! Although our ancestors had relatively small brains and, after thousands of years of learning, could only utter simple
words, I still roughly understood from His description, and I was pleasantly surprised for Brother Xiang Yu—who knew
He had connected with Momotaro and his happy companions! No wonder our ancestors couldn't distinguish between humanoid
animals and animaloid humans.

The one closely related to human life is the dog, the one with colorful patterns in the forest is the pheasant, and the social animal with only one alpha
male having mating rights—isn't that a monkey? Also, the one with four X's in its name should be a 4X cat, right?
But how can someone still have a spirit while they're alive? Could it be that his courage in resisting the lawyer Su Xiyong, and even paying out of his own pocket
to fly to Hong Kong to support the democracy movement, had shaken heaven and earth, becoming a living being?

Never mind, since Brother Xiang Yu didn't die, and even connected with these simple-minded ancestors to save my life,
there will be opportunities to meet again in the future. I must live well to see the day He succeeds .

After bidding farewell to my incredibly simple-minded and exceptionally loyal ancestors, the crowd dispersed, and
the scattered spirits could no longer cause trouble. I then awkwardly carried Tang Han Gou and Zhang Xiaojie, preparing to go home
to rest.

"Teacher!" At this moment, Lin Yujing and Xiang Yanru appeared again on their electric scooter, Lin Yujing
carrying the Ji Gong statue from her home, and Xiang Yanru carrying incense from the Xinhang Fengtian Temple.

Not long after, Instructor Tian Caizhen and Teacher Mei Siyuan arrived to help. Instructor Tian Caizhen held up her military cap, hoping
to scare away the evil spirits with the national emblem on it. Teacher Mei Siyuan was even more adorable, carrying pepper spray and a fruit knife, wearing a full-
face helmet and looking like she was about to compete with someone.

After all my weird friends had gathered and learned what had just happened, I was reluctantly tricked into
treating everyone to a big meal at the 24-hour Minxiong Meat Bun Restaurant as a reward for their hard work.

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