【The Tartar Diao Buyu】Author: A Stroke and a Dot

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(This article is adapted from the movie "New Dragon Gate Inn")
(I)
My name is Diao Buyu. Although it's called "Diao Buyu," it's not my real name. It was given to me by the landlady
. Before that, everyone called me Little Tartar. As for my original name, I can't remember it myself. I only remember that
I am a Tartar, and I grew up herding horses and sheep on the grasslands with my parents. When I was seven years old, the Ming army killed
my parents, and I was captured by a commander surnamed Liang and taken to Dragon Gate to be a slave.
The people in the commander's mansion always beat and scolded us slaves. Only one old cook was kind to me.
He pitied my young age and often gave me leftovers. Later, he directly took me to the kitchen to work as his assistant
.
From then on, I helped them kill chickens and slaughter sheep. Speaking of which, that's when I started practicing my knife skills.
Longmen was located on the border, and the Tatars often came to raid for supplies . Commander Liang also frequently raided Tatar territory
, burning, killing, and looting. Such things were commonplace on the Ming border, but Commander Liang differed from other generals in one way
: besides robbing cattle and sheep, he would always capture young Tatar women to slaughter. This guy liked to
eat human flesh.
The other cooks in the commander's mansion considered it bad luck, so the task of killing was left to the old cook and me. Later,
when I was twelve, the old cook died, and the job fell entirely to me. Today, Commander Liang wanted to eat "roast whole lamb" again,
and I was busy again.
"Little Tatar! This woman is yours. The men can drink first, so you better be quick! Hahahaha
." Several cooks threw a bound Tatar woman onto the large butcher's block and
left. They only dared to call themselves "masters" in front of me, the little Tatar.
The Tatar woman looked no more than twenty years old, her jet-black hair haphazardly tied back with a straw rope
, her face filled with terror. Her clothes had long since been stripped off by several cooks. Her life of riding horses and herding sheep
had left her with no excess fat; her wheat-colored skin, characteristic of steppe women, bore several reddish
scratches and teeth marks. A smear of white, sticky fluid between her legs indicated what the cooks had just done. These captured
female slaves were their rare form of entertainment, though at the time I didn't know what it was, only that it had to
be washed clean.
The Tatar woman's eyes were red, her face streaked with tears. Although she didn't understand Chinese,
even a fool would understand what was about to happen, tied to the meat chopping block. She cried and pleaded with me in Tatar, "Young brother, you're also Tatar, aren't you? I
beg you, please don't kill me, I beg you to let me go, Heaven will surely protect you."
Hmph, what a joke! If Heaven would protect me, would it let my whole family die? Besides, the Thousand Household Mansion is heavily guarded. Even if
I released her, it would only cost me my life. I've seen this kind of thing many times over the years, so I ignored
her and just rubbed my knife on the whetstone a couple of times. She still wouldn't give up, continuing to cry and beg me
. While preparing the wooden bucket to collect her blood, I said, "Give up. Even if I let you go, do you think
you can escape? Don't move around, or you'll only suffer more."
Hearing my words, she seemed to give up, only sobbing softly. I gently stroked the back of her neck with my fingers,
silently counting the knuckles. She seemed to understand what I was doing; her strong body trembled with fear. Suddenly,
I pointed to the door and said, "Ah! Look at that!" Startled, she looked up at the door, never
expecting that the empty doorway would be the last thing she saw in the human world.
Although I was young then, I had developed considerable wrist strength over the years. My strike was clean and swift
; before her head even hit the ground, I grabbed her hair and lifted her up. That look of shock was forever
etched on her young face. Blood gushed from her severed neck, her beautiful legs twitched, her firm,
round buttocks arched upwards, and a stream of pale yellow urine spurted out.
I climbed onto the cutting board, hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, and pressed one hand against her flat abdomen to accelerate
the bleeding. At this moment, her crotch was facing me; the white fluid at her vaginal opening had been mostly washed away by her incontinence. Her
tender little hole, still not closed after being ravaged by the cooks, twitched slightly with the twitching of her flesh, looking
like a blooming flower. Although I didn't understand matters between men and women at that time, looking at that lovely, delicate
cavern still stirred a surge of excitement within me.
The beautiful body gradually stopped trembling, and the blood flowing from her neck turned into a steady trickle. I
untied her bonds and laid her flat. A sharp knife sliced across her flat stomach; the smooth skin, soft
fat, and tender muscle slid slowly to the sides, releasing the distinctive scent of internal organs. I
reached into her lower abdomen; the soft, slippery intestines wrapped around my arm, feeling like a fairy's fingers caressing my
skin—it was incredibly pleasurable, a wondrous sensation that was simply irresistible. After a few quick touches, I
pinched the junction of her rectum and anus and ripped it off, throwing the whole bunch of intestines into
the large wooden basin I had prepared. The dark red liver, deep green gallbladder, purple spleen, kidneys, and bladder were also removed
and thrown into the basin. I picked up the knife again and with two strokes split her sternum in two,
removing her heart and lungs. The commander wouldn't eat these internal organs; they'd be fed to the wolves kept in his mansion. Only
the uterus and ovaries still in her lower abdomen, and that soft section of her vagina, were what the commander ordered to be preserved—supposedly
the most tender and nourishing parts of a woman's body.
I scooped up a ladle of boiling water and poured it over her mons pubis, then vigorously rubbed it with my palm, pulling off the thick clump of pubic hair
. Then I moved her body into a bathtub and carefully cleaned away
the dead skin and dirt with a loofah. As for that cave that needed special cleaning, I inserted a finger
into her tight little hole and scooped out all the sticky stuff, then rinsed it several times with clean water. If the commander found it smelled bad
, my life would be in danger.
I skewered her body on a steel grill, her arms and legs spread wide, her beautiful body
fixed to the grill like a frog. I picked up the prepared spices and sauce and coated it inside and out...
A layer of sauce was brushed onto her flesh. Then, the fire had to be blazing, and the grill slowly rotated while
the sauce was brushed on. Before long, the once tender and beautiful female body was roasted into a fragrant and juicy whole roasted lamb.
The rest was to chop the fat lamb into pieces of roasted meat for the commander to enjoy.
At the time, I didn't know this was a skill, but later, it was because of this skill that I met the landlady
and was saved by her.
(II)
That night, Commander Liang was chewing on a golden-brown roasted fat breast when a guy in a brocade robe with a shrill
voice led a large group of brocade-robed warriors into the commander's mansion.
"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Liang Qing, the Thousand-Household Commander of Longmen Pass, has abused his power, disturbed the local area,
killed innocent people to claim credit, and deceived the Emperor. He is hereby deposed and reduced to a commoner, and along with his cronies, escorted to the capital to be interrogated by the Eastern Depot.
This is the imperial decree." After the shrill-voiced fellow finished reading the yellow scroll, Commander Liang knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, soiling himself
, muttering, "Injustice! I'm innocent! I want to see Eunuch Cao! Let me see Eunuch Cao
..."
It was the first time I had ever seen the arrogant and domineering Commander Liang so frightened. Later, I learned that
the people who came that day were from the Eastern Depot, and that Eunuch Cao was none other than Cao Shaoqin, the Eastern Depot's supervisor whom we later killed. The
newly appointed commander was named Xu Jinjiang, a tall, imposing, and menacing man. The imperial edict stated that
Commander Liang's cronies would be escorted to the capital, which became a perfect opportunity for them to amass wealth. In the Liang family's mansion, those with money bribed,
those with connections pulled strings, and those without were labeled as Liang's accomplices. I, a mere Tartar
, had nothing, so naturally I was arrested as well. I overheard the eunuchs from the Eastern Depot discussing sending me, a Tartar, to the capital,
claiming I was the son of a Tartar prince, a witness to some old dog in the Ministry of War, Yang, who was accused of treason. Ha! I, a mere Tartar
, would be beheaded as the son of a Tartar prince—I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
A few days later, the Eastern Depot agents were to escort us prisoners to the capital. The newly arrived Commander Xu, eager to
curry favor with the Eastern Depot, offered them a courtesy journey, and the group arrived at the Dragon Gate Inn. Unlike the other unjustly imprisoned prisoners who
cried and made a fuss, I didn't suffer much along the way. Actually, life and death were no longer important to me. Since
the old cook who cared for me died, I hadn't experienced any joy or sorrow. This zombie-like
existence made no difference between living and dying.
"On the fifteenth of August, the temple gates open, and all kinds of candles are laid out. Red candles are red, white candles are white. I can't
hold them all in one hand."
We arrived at the Longmen Inn at dusk. The landlady was half-reclining on the roof of the Longmen Inn, singing
her favorite folk songs. After a couple of sips of strong liquor, she sang a few lines of folk songs. Jin
Xiangyu's beautiful eyes were slightly tipsy, and her silk robe revealed a glimpse of her breasts. The bright sunset was like a crimson brocade draped over her body; she was truly
breathtakingly beautiful. Jin Xiangyu, shrouded in the red sunset, looked like a goddess from the desert. That
beautiful figure, glowing with the sunset, was imprinted in my heart from that moment on.
That night we stayed at the Longmen Inn, and dinner was the famous roasted whole lamb from the border region. Of course, that was for
them; we prisoners only had a bowl of thin porridge each. Several of the leading eunuchs drank two bowls of strong liquor and then
started talking nonsense.
A tall eunuch said, "Hmph, damn it, I never thought Liang Qing would actually eat human flesh. Back in the capital,
I thought it was just some lowly lads talking nonsense."
Another eunuch chimed in, "Ah, I wonder what human flesh tastes like. Even our Eunuch
and the Four Great Chiefs probably haven't tried it. Sigh, we had it right there the other day, but we forgot to try it."
The tall eunuch laughed, "Hahaha, look at you, so pathetic, wanting to eat what that brat Liang Qing left behind
, hahaha. Today, I'll slaughter his wife and have a taste." With that, the tall eunuch swayed to his feet
and dragged a beautiful woman huddled in a corner to the center of the hall. I recognized her as Liang Qianhu's wife
; she was usually arrogant and domineering, never treating us like human beings. But now, facing the even more arrogant Eastern Depot, she
was left to be slaughtered like livestock.
The tall eunuch ignored Liang's cries, grabbed her by the hair, slammed her to the ground, stepped
on her back with one foot and held her hair with the other, and swiftly brought his gleaming sword down on Liang's pale neck. To be honest,
that strike was rather poor, far inferior to mine. Liang's neck was only half severed;
blood gushed from the crooked cut, and she let out a series of whimpering groans. Her plump body
writhed on the ground, her pale neck bones peeking out from between the flesh. The tall eunuch
cursed and added two more blows before finally severing her head. Liang's headless body twitched twice on the ground
, one leg slightly raised before finally falling back to the ground, motionless. The other female prisoners in the inn's lobby were
terrified and cried out in unison; some of the more timid ones even soiled their pants with their feces and urine. I wonder
how many of them will make it to the capital alive.
"Fuck your father! You fucking want to die?! You dare kill someone in my shop?!" With a shout
, Jin Xiangyu stormed down from the second floor. Several innkeepers, fearing trouble, rushed to stop
her. The tall eunuch didn't seem to care, kicking Liang Shi on the ground and saying, "Shopkeeper, we just
slaughtered a fat sheep we brought with us. Tell the staff to make a whole roasted lamb, and we'll pay you for the cooking. Hahahaha."
Jin Xiangyu, seeing the eunuch's arrogance, became even more enraged, shouting, "Fuck your father! You
bunch of bastards, killing someone in my shop! How am I supposed to do business after this?" Xu Qianhu stepped forward
, grabbed Jin Xiangyu's hand, and said lecherously, "Boss..." " Mother, I'm the commander of the Longmen Pass. From now
on, I'll protect you. Just open your shop and do your business. What are you afraid of? These are high-ranking officials from the capital. If
you serve them well, you'll be rewarded."
The tall eunuch pulled a gleaming gold ingot from his pocket and tossed it to Jin Xiangyu, saying, "Take it.
Work here, and be quick. Don't annoy the masters!" Jin Xiangyu caught the gold ingot
, flung Xu Qianhu aside, and angrily cursed, "Fuck your father!" before turning and going back upstairs. Several shop assistants saw the proprietress...
Having already given their tacit approval, they dared not delay and moved the grill, cutting board, and all the utensils from the kitchen to the main hall.
These men were all accustomed to slaughtering pigs and sheep, so dealing with this headless female corpse was nothing new to them. They
quickly stripped Liang's clothes off, thoroughly washed her fair and plump body, and then proceeded to gut her
and roast her. Several eunuchs, watching their swift movements, laughed and remarked that this woman seemed no different from livestock
. But I knew the difference. These men, so skilled at roasting a woman, must
be seasoned killers. It seemed this place was most likely a shady establishment.
The waiters kept the fire burning brightly, and soon Liang was roasted until the bones were crisp, the skin crunchy, and the aroma of her meat filled the air. A
waiter in charge of butchering her brought a knife to cut the meat for them. He made two quick cuts on Liang's thigh, but
human flesh was much thicker than lamb leg. The two cuts didn't sever the plump, round thigh; they only
added two gashes to the slick, roasted skin. Xu Qianhu shoved him, making him stumble, and cursed,
"Get out of here! Useless thing! With your skills, you'll just shred this woman to pieces! What a mess!
How can the men eat it then?"
"Damn you! How dare you say my skills are bad! Then go find someone who knows how to cut!" Everyone looked
in the direction of the voice and saw Jin Xiangyu, her beautiful face contorted with anger, her eyebrows raised, looking at the crowd in the hall from a second-floor window.
Xu Qianhu laughed heartily, grabbed me from the pile of prisoners, untied the ropes, and said, "You, go and cut it up
for the landlady to see!"
I looked up and saw Jin Xiangyu's alluring eyes looking at me with a hint of disdain. She didn't believe that a thin,
withered boy like me could have any extraordinary skills. I smiled slightly at her, stretched my numb hands
and feet, picked up the butcher's knife, and walked to the chopping board. I was determined to show off my skills so that the landlady would think highly of
me, so I started by showing off my knife skills. The heavy butcher's knife
spun in my hand as lightly as a hemp stalk. A flash of cold light, the blade flew from my palm, passed through my thumb and forefinger, circled the back of my hand, and returned to my palm.
I gripped the hilt and swiftly cut down. With a snap, Liang's beautiful leg was severed cleanly at the root. Then
, I repeated the process, severing Liang's other leg and both arms. These movements were swift and fluid
, leaving the crowd in the hall speechless with astonishment. A few quicker-witted individuals cheered for me.
I looked up at Jin Xiangyu; her eyes held a hint of expectation, and a slight smile played on her lips. A
long-lost joy washed over me; I had finally found the feeling of being alive again. I lifted one of Liang's arms,
the butcher's knife swirling and dancing in my hand, slicing from the wrist to the shoulder. With a flick of my wrist,
the flesh of Liang's entire arm spiraled off the bone, while the remaining joints
wobbled in my hand without breaking. With each swing of the knife, the entire arm was sliced into
three-inch-long strips of meat. Amidst cheers, the other arm was also severed.
The flesh on the thigh is much thicker than that on the arm, so this method wouldn't work. I held Liang
's small foot with my left hand, placing her beautiful leg on the cutting board, and with my right hand, I wielded the butcher's knife, slicing it up and down with incredible speed. The meat from Liang's leg
fell like leaves, each slice thin and evenly cut, skin and all. At first, people
cheered for me, but as I continued cutting, the cheers gradually stopped. They realized that
I had sliced such a heavy human leg, weighing over twenty pounds, into pieces with remarkable speed and precision, not only maintaining my technique but also increasing my speed. I
would immediately move on to the next leg after finishing one, a speed and stamina
far surpassing those of their self-proclaimed martial arts masters.
After finishing both legs, I didn't stop. With a few quick strokes, I also severed Liang's two plump breasts. Then I turned
her body over, and the sharp blade cut between her waist and hips, the blade slicing along her hip bones to
completely remove her two buttocks. Large, tender pieces of meat like breasts and buttocks don't need to be finely chopped; they
must be grabbed and bitten into to truly enjoy them.
The remaining torso will require my signature move. My right hand, holding the knife,
slipped under Liang's already shaved buttocks and hips, into her body cavity. Liang's oily back remained smooth, her entire body showing no sign of movement
, yet my knife moved swiftly within her, each cut slicing along the seams of her bones, following their
contours. After forty-nine cuts, I withdrew my right hand, grasped her vertebrae with my left, and pulled, revealing her entire
skeleton. Her fragrant, tender flesh lay perfectly intact on the cutting board. I cut her
torso into two-inch cubes, and then removed all the chewy tendons from her hands and feet.
At this point, all of Liang's delicious, tender flesh had been cut and neatly arranged on a tray.
The tall eunuch laughed heartily, picked up a piece of pork belly from the belly and threw it to me, saying, "Here,
this is your reward!" I held the piece of roasted meat and looked up at the second-floor window, only to find that Jin Xiangyu was gone. Although
I was somewhat disappointed, I was also very hungry, so I quickly ate the fragrant roasted meat and indulged myself.
It was the first time I had ever eaten human flesh.
(III)
That night, when it was time to sleep, we prisoners were herded out of the hall and locked in the livestock shed.
We were all very tired after traveling all day, and I lay down on a pile of dry grass against the wall and soon
fell asleep.
In my half-awake state, I seemed to hear the landlady's voice. I was curious and wanted to find
the source of the sound. I parted the dry grass against the wall and found light shining through. There was a small hole in the wall. I
looked through the hole and saw that it was Xu Qianhu's room, and the landlady was sitting in Xu Qianhu's lap.
Xu Qianhu's large, hairy hand had already slipped inside Jin Xiangyu's clothes, and even through the fabric, one could see
his hand kneading her full breasts wantonly. Jin Xiangyu, already panting heavily, softly
stroked Xu Qianhu's chin with her small hand, and said in a coquettish voice, "Qianhu, will you agree or not?" Xu Qianhu grabbed
one of her small hands, put her slender, white fingers in his mouth, and asked indistinctly, "What do you want him for?
Do you think you've taken a fancy to that little Tartar?"
My heart skipped a beat, and I listened intently to the landlady's reply. Jin Xiangyu slapped Xu Qianhu's chest
and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just thought he was good at cutting meat, so I wanted to keep him around to cut mutton for me
."
Xu Qianhu sucked on Jin Xiangyu's finger and said, "That's a wanted criminal." Jin Xiangyu pulled
her hand away and glared at Xu Qianhu, saying, "You bastard, do you really think I'm stupid? What wanted criminal
? It's all up to you! I asked you for the first thing, and you made excuses. Will you treat me like a monkey in the future
?" As she
spoke, Jin Xiangyu pushed Xu Qianhu's arm away, stood up, and was about to leave. As Xu Qianhu's lust reached its peak
, he was unwilling to let go of this beautiful woman. He immediately grabbed Jin Xiangyu's slender waist and pushed her down onto
the bed, saying, "I promise, I promise, okay? From now on, as long as you're obedient to me, I'll
give you ten thousand Tartars." Xu Qianhu said, tearing off Jin Xiangyu's top and grasping her two large breasts, kneading
and kissing them. Jin Xiangyu hugged his large, dark head, her slender waist thrusting against Xu Qianhu's waist
. Xu Qianhu slipped one hand inside Jin Xiangyu's skirt, groping her crotch. When his hand
emerged, it was covered in glistening fluid. Xu Qianhu brought the hand to his nose and smelled it, saying
, "Damn, you little slut, you're fucking slutty!" Jin Xiangyu's eyes were alluring as she licked
the saliva off the hand with her small, bright red tongue, saying, "The sluttier you are, the more enjoyable it is." Xu Qianhu laughed loudly, "Good, good,
today I'll let you enjoy yourself to the fullest!"
Xu Qianhu ripped off Jin Xiangyu's skirt and threw it aside. Jin Xiangyu kicked her two jade-like legs in the air
twice, sending both shoes flying. Xu Qianhu grabbed Jin Xiangyu's slender ankles, his large mouth
kissing along the inside of her thighs all the way to her already dripping wet vulva. The hard stubble on Jin Xiangyu's thighs prickled her tender flesh,
causing her to giggle. Xu Qianhu pulled down his pants, revealing his already rock-hard penis. Jin Xiangyu
was also burning with desire, and with her slender hands, she grasped Xu Qianhu's penis and shoved it between her legs. Xu Qianhu
straightened his back, and his enormous penis plunged into Jin Xiangyu's jade orifice, which was overflowing with spring tide, with a soft "squeak."
While vigorously kneading Jin Xiangyu's breasts, Xu Qianhu thrust in and out like a pile driver, each stroke
slamming violently against Jin Xiangyu's clitoris. Jin Xiangyu had one hand on Xu Qianhu's neck, and the other rubbing her own
clitoris. Her slender, fair neck stretched long, her pretty face flushed red, her beautiful
eyes slightly closed, her lips parted, emitting waves of soul-stirring moans. That alluring beauty sent a surge of heat through my body, and my thin
frame involuntarily began to writhe in the hay.
Inside the room, the two men's groins collided violently, producing a series of slapping sounds, and the splattered fluids soaked
the sheets beneath them. Xu Qianhu thrust and pounded for a while longer, finally roaring as he slammed his lower body against Jin Xiangyu's tender
flower core, ejaculating his thick semen into her body.
Panting heavily, Xu Qianhu squeezed Jin Xiangyu's pert buttocks and said, "Hmph,
you little slut, this is the first time I've ever fucked such a horny woman." Jin Xiangyu giggled, pushing Xu Qianhu
down onto the bed, her soft little hands grasping his still-erect penis, saying, "Is that so? Then I'll
show you something even hornier." Xu Qianhu's penis, which had softened slightly, regained
its firmness in Jin Xiangyu's hands in a few moments. Jin Xiangyu straddled Xu Qianhu, her pert buttocks slowly lowering, her juicy, wet vagina
swallowing the entire penis.
Jin Xiangyu braced herself against Xu Qianhu's chest with both hands, her white buttocks rising and falling rapidly, the slapping sounds
even more frequent than before. Her two enormous breasts swayed up and down, her glossy flesh gleaming with a
white sheen, dazzlingly white under the bright pine lamp.
The two of them continued like this until well past midnight, while I lay in the haystack, watching in a daze. When I came to
my senses, I realized my crotch was already sticky and wet.
The next morning, the Eastern Depot men escorted a group of prisoners away from the Dragon Gate Inn, and I was indeed left behind
. After the Eastern Depot men left, Commander Xu, his steps unsteady, also walked away, and
the soldiers who had come with him bit their lips to suppress their laughter. The proprietress called me over and said, "They
won't bother you anymore. You can stay here and work as a butcher." Although I already knew
the outcome, I still knelt excitedly before her, stammering, "Yes, I, I will definitely repay
you..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Jin Xiangyu suddenly glared at me and kicked me to the ground. She then stepped forward and
stomped on my chest, asking, "Fuck you, what the hell are you repaying?" I was almost paralyzed with fear and
stammered, "Repay, repay, I..." "You saved me..." Jin Xiangyu was incredibly clever; before I could finish,
she had already guessed everything. She spat and cursed, "Pah! Don't be so conceited. You think I went to
find that dog of a commander to save you? Let me tell you, it wasn't him who slept with me, it was me who slept with him!"
Jin Xiangyu looked at my dazed expression, stomped on me hard, and said, "You bastard, did you remember
that?" I hurriedly replied, "Yes, I remember, I remember."
Jin Xiangyu chuckled at my expression, then released me and asked, "What's your name?"
"I don't know, they all call me Little Tartar."
"Little Tartar?" Jin Xiangyu said, "From now on, you'll be called Diao Buyu. From today onwards, you're my brother, Jin Xiangyu
's brother. If anyone dares to bully you, tell me."
After saying that, Jin Xiangyu grabbed a bottle of strong liquor and turned to leave. The innkeeper, Hei Zi, came over and helped me up, saying
, "This man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, don't be afraid." I stood up somewhat blankly,
silently repeating the name "Diao Buyu" in my mind. At this moment, the landlady's loud and beautiful singing voice rang out from the roof of the inn again.
"After eating, sit on the kang, the girls in the desert love strong brothers, my lovely Lian loves strong brothers."
(IV)
Speaking of which, those years at Longmen Inn were truly the happiest time of my life. The landlady
and the staff of Longmen Inn also treated me like a little brother. We ate meat together when we were hungry, drank wine when we were thirsty, and sang songs when we were tired.
When idle, they worked; when bored, they plotted murder and robbery. While working at the Longmen Inn, my knife skills improved dramatically,
earning me the nickname "The Ox-Dissecting Knife Technique." I also frequently ran errands for her in the desert,
eventually developing the ability to burrow underground and run incredibly fast. She nicknamed this
"Sandfly."
Later, Minister of War Yang Yuxuan was framed by the Eastern Depot. Zhou Huai'an and Qiu Moyan, along with their group, came to the Longmen Inn to protect his orphan
. Cao Shaoqin, the Eastern Depot's chief eunuch, led his four henchmen in pursuit and also arrived at the inn.
The innkeeper, who had always viewed men as worthless, fell for Zhou Huai'an. We fought a bloody battle against the Eastern Depot to help Zhou Huai'an
. In the end, all the inn's staff died, Qiu Moyan was killed by Cao Shaoqin and sunk into the quicksand, and the innkeeper and Zhou
Huai'an were also seriously injured. In the end, I used the Sand Flying Technique and the Butcher's Knife Technique to ambush Cao Shaoqin,
allowing Zhou Huai'an to kill him with the Mother-and-Child Sword.
After the great battle, Zhou Huai'an fled far away. The landlady, searching for Zhou Huai'an, burned down the inn, and I
left Longmen with her. However, we were incredibly unlucky; we encountered a rare
sandstorm just after leaving Longmen. Sandstorms in the desert can be deadly, so the landlady and I had to
head back to find shelter. Although the Longmen Inn was burned down, at least there was a basement, where we could hide.
Although we were on horseback, we were eventually caught by the sandstorm. The landlady was hit on the head by a rock whipped up by the sandstorm and
lost consciousness. I had no choice but to carry her on my back and use the Sand Flying Technique to escape back to the Longmen Inn. When we returned to the inn,
I was almost completely exhausted. When I looked at the landlady, her eyes were closed, her face was ashen, and the blood flowing from her forehead
had already congealed. We lost all the medicine and provisions we had with us in the sandstorm, and the food and medicine in the inn
were all burned. Only the fresh water stored in the sealed basement remained.
I bandaged her wounds and gave her some water. The landlady slowly woke up after drinking the water, her
somewhat dim eyes taking in the familiar place before she sighed and said, "I never thought I'd come back here
." I asked her how she was feeling, but she seemed exhausted, shook her head, and fell into a deep sleep again. I was also exhausted
and fell asleep on the ground.
I don't know how long I slept, but the roar of the storm outside woke me up. I was startled and quickly got up to check
on the landlady's injuries. Her lips were pale, but her cheeks were flushed. I touched her and found that she had a high fever.
I gave her some water, but it didn't help. Just then, my stomach started rumbling. I
realized that we hadn't eaten for about two days.
I could endure the hunger, but the landlady was still recovering from her serious injuries, and now she had a head injury and a high fever. Even if
I couldn't find medicine, I had to find her some food. In desperation, I rolled up my trousers, grabbed a butcher
's knife, and was about to chop at my own leg. Just then, a fair, white hand grabbed my wrist. The landlady struggled to wrest
the knife from me, saying weakly, "Damn it! I'd rather die than eat my own
brother's flesh!"
The landlady was incredibly stubborn, and I was so anxious I wanted to cry. If she didn't eat soon, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on, but
where could we find food in this damned sandstorm? Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I got up, crawled out of the secret room, and
used my sand-flying skills to disappear into the endless quicksand. Now, the only "food" I could find near the inn
was probably her—Qiu Moyan, swallowed by the quicksand.
Persistence pays off. After navigating the quicksand more than a dozen times, I finally found Qiu Moyan trapped inside
. When I carried her back to the secret chamber, the landlady had already drifted off to sleep again. I was worried she might wake up suddenly
and refuse to eat Qiu Moyan's flesh, so I only dared to place her body in the passageway of the secret chamber.
The desert climate was dry, and Qiu Moyan was buried in quicksand, so although she had been dead for several days, she showed no signs
of decay. I peeled back her blouse, stained black with dried blood, revealing
the sword wound that had taken her young life. The wound was between her breasts, the dark red muscle now
exposed from beneath her snow-white skin, like a flower blooming in hell, both grotesque and beautiful.
Beside the wound, her two full, snow-white breasts stood proudly as they had in life. Two
pale pink nipples, like snow lotuses blooming atop a snow-capped peak, awaited their destined pluck. I had no
time to admire the woman's body; with a gentle swing of my butcher's knife, I
ruthlessly severed this pair of flesh that had once made countless men drool.
These past years, I've mostly cooked roasted meat, but the proprietress's body was probably too weak for it now. So
I placed the two soft, plump chunks of meat on the cutting board, and with a swift stroke of the knife, the round breasts,
like cantaloupes, were split in two, revealing the golden, tender flesh inside. Like chopping filling for dumplings
, I carefully sliced the breasts, then put the chopped flesh into a pot. Before
long, it would become a melt-in-your-mouth breast and meat soup.
I remembered hearing someone say back in the Thousand Households' Mansion that a woman's crotch area was
the most nourishing part of her body. So I returned to the corridor, parted her legs with both hands, and with a swift cut, the
young heroine's most private parts were exposed to me. To my surprise, Qiu Moyan's smooth buttocks and groin were
completely hairless, her white mons pubis slightly raised, like a piece of lustrous jade. Her two
pink labia, full of wrinkles, were tightly closed, like a clam carved from jade. I gently parted the labia
, and saw that the entrance to her vaginal canal was covered by a pink membrane, through which I
could vaguely see the pale red flesh inside through a crescent-shaped hole.
I had no time to admire the alluring virginity of her beautiful vulva, which was like a work of art. I swung the butcher's knife and chopped
at her smooth mons pubis. With a snap, the tender white skin and lustrous pubic bone were mercilessly cut in half, the blade
slicing along the wound from the outside of the labia to the perineum and back to the mons pubis. I reached out and grabbed her genitals, ripping
them open. The poor young heroine's virginity, guarded for a lifetime, was thus torn away.
Qiu Moyan's soft vagina, firm uterus, and two elastic ovaries were all finely chopped
and placed in the pot. The pale yellow breast tissue and tender pink vulva tumbled and rose in the boiling broth, finally merging together.
It turned into a pot of "Snow Peak Jade Clam Soup". Although the secret room lacked various seasonings, the sweetness of the breast meat and
the freshness of the yin meat complemented each other, and the two most hidden beautiful parts of Qiu's body formed a naturally delicious dish.
The landlady was still drowsy, so I ladled a bowl of meat soup and fed it to her. She
ate the meat soup like a baby and then fell asleep again. Watching her sleep so sweetly, I felt relieved and couldn't help but hum
the folk song I used to love to sing.
"Drink a bowl of wine and take a piss, the man in the desert loves his sister, my darling, my darling, my darling."
(V)
After the landlady ate the meat soup, her originally pale face gradually regained some color. She slept very peacefully, her pretty
face full of tranquility and gentleness. You couldn't tell that she was the Jin Xiangyu who ran the black shop and sold human flesh buns
. I sat aside and watched her, enjoying this rare peace.
I don't know how much time passed, but the landlady's eyelids fluttered slightly as if she was about to wake up. I hurriedly leaned closer and asked
, "Landlady, you're awake? How are you feeling?" The landlady looked at me with hazy eyes,
a seductive smile on her face. Just as I was about to help her up, she reached out and put a hand on my neck, saying, "Zhou Huai'an, you
've come back to marry me." I was startled, and before I could react, the landlady's alluring red lips were already pressed
against mine.
The landlady's luscious lips kissed me tightly, her nimble tongue exploring my mouth, constantly exchanging sweet
saliva. Her hot breath sprayed on my face, and I felt as if my whole body was being burned by her.
While kissing me, the landlady reached into my pants and grasped my penis, kneading it. How could I, a naive
young man, resist the teasing of such a seasoned lover? At that moment, I felt as if my head was about to explode,
my mind went blank, and all I knew was to hold the beauty in my arms tightly.
The landlady giggled and said, "Look at you, so clumsy, I have to light the candle for you." With that,
she supported my lower back with one hand and grasped my penis with the other, guiding me towards her already swollen and wet
path. As I buried my face in her soft breasts, I suddenly felt myself enter a tight, warm , and moist
passage. The ecstasy made me cry out in ecstasy.
My heart felt empty; I only knew to kiss, caress, and thrust endlessly, relentlessly
pursuing primal pleasure. The landlady's slender waist swayed gently, her bright red lips opening and closing, uttering
melodious sounds. Guided by her, I
rode her soft, warm body as if on cloud nine. Wave after wave of dreamlike pleasure made me lose myself, wanting only to possess her alluring body
.
The landlady's tender flesh, like a small mouth, sucked hard on my penis. I could no longer restrain
myself. I opened my mouth and took one of her breasts in my mouth, thrusting violently until I finally ejaculated onto her
soft vulva. The landlady let out a long moan, her hot vaginal fluids soaking my penis. I lay on top of her
, panting, it took a while for my blank mind to clear.
The landlady was still very weak and had already fallen asleep again. Looking at her flushed face, still flushed from the passion,
I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. From the first day I met her, I had
fallen in love with this charming landlady. But she was like a mirage in the desert, unattainable. I
never dared to express my love to her. Spending a night with her was my dream, but she had only mistaken me for Zhou Huai'an in her injuries
. How could I face her now? "Well, maybe this is fate.
Let her decide what she wants to do with me when she wakes up." I sighed, tidied the landlady's clothes, and
went to sleep in the secret room.
When I woke up, the sandstorm was gone. I crawled out of the secret room and saw a clear blue sky with bright sunshine.
Finally, I could take the landlady to get treatment. I rushed to her side, only to find her high breasts had
stopped rising and falling. I couldn't believe she was dead. She had seemed much better after eating the meat soup;
how could she have died so suddenly?
That happy smile still lingered on her face, as if she were still having a beautiful dream. I held
her still slightly warm body tightly, hoping to retain her last bit of warmth. Unfortunately, my efforts were
futile; a lost life cannot be brought back. I didn't want her to leave me; I wanted to eat her,
to make her my flesh and blood.
I stripped her of her clothes and placed her graceful body into an empty wine vat. I sealed the vat and
placed it in the fire to heat it. My mind was blank; I mechanically added firewood, making the bonfire
burn brighter and brighter. Then, a cracking sound came from the fire—the vat had split open, and the aroma of wine mixed with
the scent of meat filled the entire secret room. I knew the time was right, so I extinguished the fire and smashed the vat with a butcher's knife.
The landlady's snow-white skin had been roasted to an amber color, gleaming alluringly in the flickering firelight.
A serene smile remained on her face; she looked like a goddess sculpted from gemstones. I grabbed
one of her arms and gently twisted it, detaching it from her body. I held the severed arm
and gently bit into it; the ripe, tender flesh slid into my mouth. The fragrant roasted meat melted in my mouth; I
licked it, and the sweet, oily fat flowed down my esophagus into my stomach. The exquisite flavor filled my mouth,
permeating my very being; the dreamlike sensation drove me to madness.
I wondered if I had gone insane. For the next two days, I was like a ravenous beast,
relentlessly devouring the landlady's delicious flesh. When I was tired and couldn't eat anymore, I would fall asleep, only to
continue eating after waking, until she became a pile of bones. Looking at those bones, I was overcome with grief and wept bitterly on the ground
.
After crying, my senses had mostly returned. I gathered the landlady's remains and lit them
on firewood, hoping to cremate her. While collecting the ashes, I found a stone the size of a fingertip,
its surface smooth and lustrous like jade, gleaming golden in the sunlight. Later, I heard that it was called a "relics
," something that only appears after the cremation of highly accomplished monks. I never imagined it would appear in this place of slaughter.
Among the ashes of the female thief who stole goods and men. Perhaps she truly was a goddess of this desert, a
goddess as ruthless yet passionate, wanton yet sacred as the desert itself.
At that time, looking at that golden-jade stone, I felt only sorrow; I believed it to be her soul.
Although we spent a night together, she only mistook me for Zhou Huai'an. I fantasized about merging her into my very being,
but she placed her soul within this stone.
I understood her heart already belonged to Zhou Huai'an; I would never have a chance. I decided to take this stone
to Zhou Huai'an, give him this golden-jade stone, and tell him he still owed Jin Xiangyu a wedding night.
(The End)

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