Ghost Festival Night Events

The moon was full, the wind was gentle, it was an ordinary yet beautiful night, if it weren't
for the Ghost Festival. Legend has it that on the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open wide, and the Ghost King releases the souls who haven't been reincarnated to return home
to visit their families…^ I walked alone on the street, watching the people burning yellow paper and the people coming and going…
or rather, the ghosts. Yes, I have the ability to see spirits; I've seen things others can't since I was little. Back then,
I couldn't control it and often cried from fright. Later, my parents found me a master, and I learned how to control
it. Because I was born with the ability to see spirits, my magical power was much deeper than others. I studied under my master for ten years
before he let me graduate. I was his only disciple. After being released from the mountain gate, he closed it
and wandered the world, and I haven't seen him since. During these years of learning from my master, I developed a
habit: every year on the Ghost Festival, I like to stroll the streets and watch these spirits return home to "visit their families." Sometimes,
all sorts of interesting things happen.

For example, right now, there's an old ghost in front of me. His family is burning yellow paper for him, chanting incantations
. It sounds like his son and daughter-in-law. The old ghost is grabbing money from the fire while pulling at his daughter-in-law
's clothes. The weather is still a bit muggy, and people are dressed lightly. Soon, the daughter-in-law's bra
is pulled down halfway, and the old ghost's hand slips inside.

Seeing me watching him, he pulls his hand out and licks it with his tongue. I smiled and continued
walking. As I turned the corner, I heard a groan coming from a dilapidated house.
I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man on top of a woman, thrusting repeatedly. The woman lay
on her undressed body, her legs raised high, swaying with the man's thrusts, revealing a
patch of white flesh. You might ask, who has the audacity to have sex in the open on such a day?

Actually, in the trade, this is called "ghostly sex." The man had recently died, and a highly skilled sorcerer guided
him back to the mortal realm to leave behind a child, presumably coinciding with the Ghost Festival. Of course,
children born this way are unlike other children; they are quite malevolent. Today I witnessed such a case. Logically, I
shouldn't interfere; I should just pretend I didn't see it—that's the rule.

Just as I was about to hurry past, I suddenly saw a shadow moving towards me? Well, this time it
wasn't a ghost, it was a person. He was walking with a slight sway, apparently quite drunk. Seriously, on
a day like this, drinking so much and daring to wander around like that—I don't know if he's brave or has a death wish. This drunkard saw
the woman lying naked on the ground and started walking towards her. Logically, the
sorcerer guiding the way should have intervened, so why was there no movement?

Intervening in a ghost's ritual can shorten one's lifespan or even cost one's life, because the yin energy is extremely heavy at such times, and ordinary people
cannot withstand it; they will definitely fall seriously ill. The male ghost performing the ritual had obviously noticed this uninvited
guest; his ashen face began to contort into a ferocious expression, fangs bared, and he stopped what he was doing
.

I was conflicted… perhaps my heart was too soft. According to the rules, intervening at this time was taboo;
even if something went wrong with someone's ritual, one shouldn't easily interfere, as word would spread and it would be a loss of face and income. But after all,
a life was involved… Oh well, never mind. I made a Heavenly Dipper hand seal with my left hand, pointing it at the man.
A bolt of lightning shot towards the drunkard, who shuddered and fainted. The male ghost glanced back at me
and continued his work.

Since leaving my master, I've lived alone, mainly making a living by practicing feng shui and performing
rituals; naturally, my skills in catching ghosts and solving problems came naturally. I
never like taking on rituals like the one I just witnessed. Not only is the pay low, but it also easily incurs the wrath of the underworld officials. It requires smoothing things over at various levels, a
thankless task. People in our line of work generally have connections with the underworld officials below, and we have some we're on good terms with.
They can help us in various situations, and of course, if they need us to handle something in the mortal realm, we'll do our best to
help. The next level up is the underworld itself, like the Ox-Head and Horse-Face deities we often talk about. Their power is
much greater than that of the underworld officials. Above that are the judges, but we rarely come into contact with them, as they are already righteous gods
.

My destination today is… the cemetery. Entering the cemetery, the air was filled with the fragrance of various flowers and the scent of burnt incense
. The cemetery is built against the mountain, and at the end of the burial path is a temple used for Mass. I pushed open the tightly closed door
and went inside. By the moonlight, I could vaguely see a shadow moving inside. "You've come?"
The figure, with her back to me, wore a white dress and had waist-length hair. She turned around as she spoke when she heard the door open.
"Yes, I've come." I went to her side and took her hand.

"Who's here this time?" I asked.

"Look how anxious you are!" she laughed, pulling her hand away from mine. Her almond-shaped eyes were watery
as she looked at me, tapping my forehead with one hand. "This year's is different from previous years; the requirements are a bit different
. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Her name was Yu Ji, a spirit medium I met while wandering the streets a year ago. I thought she was incredibly beautiful,
so I used magic to conceal myself and followed her for a while. I discovered she was pulling a female ghost up from below to make her have sex with a man.
I immediately wanted to capture her, because her actions were harmful to humans; men who had sex with female ghosts often
had their yang energy drained, leading to serious illness or even death. She begged me for mercy, telling me she only brought
female ghosts up to experience the pleasures of men. Of course, she also frequently sought out suitable partners for herself, making money from them
, and wouldn't actually seduce men. There are ways to make money in the mortal world, and naturally, there are ways
to enjoy life in the underworld. Since it's all about money, everyone's fundamental purpose is the same, so I didn't make things difficult for her.
She promised to find me a good gift every year for the Ghost Festival and was willing to serve me as her master. I thought about
it; since I often deal with the underworld anyway, having someone familiar with the ways would be helpful, so I took her in as my ghost
slave, for my amusement and service.

"Yu-nu, I'm ready, we can begin,"

I said, sitting down. Yu-ji walked behind me and wrapped her arms around my head… When I woke up…
When I arrived, I found myself lying on the bed, with someone else lying beside me, her back to me,
her long hair draped over her shoulders. I reached out to move her shoulder, trying to get her to turn over.

"Let's leave it like this for now,"

the woman suddenly said. I didn't force her, and one hand slipped under her to touch her breasts,
while the other slid down to her thighs, my body pressing against hers. The woman was slightly cool,
but her skin was incredibly smooth, like touching silk. Her soft breasts felt wonderful to the touch; one
hand couldn't possibly hold them all. I ran my hand up and down her thighs, my crotch brushing against her firm, shapely buttocks,
thinking, "She's absolutely gorgeous." The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my penis grew erect. I reached down to touch her genitals
; the pubic hair was thick, and when I touched her vulva, my hand felt a slight coolness.
I brushed aside her long hair that cascaded over her shoulders and kissed her beautiful neck, caressing her breasts while gently rubbing
her clitoris, my penis lightly rubbing back and forth between her buttocks. Her nipples were already erect
, her breathing had become heavier, and a warm, moist scent emanated from her genitals. I reached out again to
hold her shoulders, trying to get her to turn around.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Can't we do it just as well with your back to me?" She didn't turn.

"Of course, there's no reason to never face me, but with my back to you, wouldn't that take away a lot of the fun!" I
turned her body around with one more force.

"Okay, then don't regret it..." she said softly, turning her body towards me...

"Oh my god!" Although I'd seen all sorts of ghosts, this turn still startled me, and I
jumped off the bed.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating her face. Long hair cascading over her shoulders, a pair of phoenix eyes, a straight, delicate nose,
a slender chin, and willow-leaf eyebrows… By all accounts, she was a beauty. But… from her cherry-like mouth protruded a tongue that stretched all the way to her chest. This was the typical image of a hanged ghost, and a beautiful female hanged ghost at that. My brows furrowed slightly. What had Yu Ji done? She'd chosen such a person ! It seemed I'd have to teach her a lesson when we got back! 　　The female ghost opposite me had already gotten off the bed and gracefully knelt before me. 　　"Please, Your Excellency, grant me this request. I asked Yu Ji for help. She said Your Excellency possesses great magical power, and I thought perhaps she could help me fulfill my wish, so I begged her." 　　"Then why are you appearing before me in this state?" 　　"Your Excellency, I have been in the underworld for almost ten years. Because I died unjustly and am a wandering ghost, I haven't been registered and have been unable to reincarnate. I see that my soul will soon dissipate, and I can no longer maintain my appearance. Please have pity on me, Your Excellency, and perform a ritual to help me reincarnate. I don't want my soul to be scattered!" 　　I stood there, looking down at her. She had a slender figure and a face of unparalleled beauty. Her long hair cascaded down her chest, her beautiful breasts partially hidden within. Her waist was slender, and her round, pert buttocks were even more pronounced as she knelt… I hesitated for a moment… 　　"Alright, although it will take some effort, it's not impossible. But what will I gain ?!" 　　"My lord, though I am a ghost, I am still a virgin. Tonight, I will serve you with all my might..." 　　she said, crawling towards me and grasping my penis in her hand. My previously erect penis, which had softened after being startled by her, suddenly swelled again under her cool, soft touch. She brought her face close and swallowed my penis whole. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped tightly, incredibly pleasurable, as if something was stroking and manipulating it. The female ghost circled my penis three times with her tongue, sucking it tightly with her mouth, her head moving back and forth. A section of her tongue occasionally brushed against my testicles and perineum, waves of pleasure washing over me—the feeling was indescribable. Within minutes, I felt my muscles tense. I grabbed her head with both hands and began thrusting hard, ejaculating shortly after. 　　I channeled some magic into her body and pulled my penis out of her mouth. Her tongue began to retract into her mouth, and soon it was inside. She touched her mouth and, finding her tongue was no longer sticking out, bowed to me again. 　　"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" 　　"Don't thank me yet, it's not over." 　　I pulled her up and placed her on the bed. 　　While we were on the bed, my teasing had already aroused her. I laid her on the bed and began kissing my way down her neck, gently rubbing her vulva with my knee as I kissed her. My hands weren't idle either; I began to knead her breasts. Her breasts were inverted bell-shaped, soft yet firm, standing erect even when she lay down, the nipples swaying slightly with my movements, hard and erect. 　　Her legs began to unconsciously wrap around mine, and she let out a soft moan… 　　“Ah…so good…” 　　I kissed my way down her neck to her breasts, taking her nipple into my mouth, gently biting it with my teeth, while one hand circled her nipple, occasionally kneading her breast. Her waist began to arch upwards intermittently. 　　I could clearly feel the wetness between her thighs, which were sandwiched between mine. I knew it was time. 　　I sat up, parted her thighs, and looked into her vulva. She shyly turned her head away, one hand half-covering her face. Her vulva was beautiful, with thick pubic hair. Because of the friction earlier, her labia were parted, revealing that pink and beautiful sight before me. Her labia minora half-concealed the pink flesh inside, opening and closing enticingly. 　　People say you can tell a lot from a woman's appearance. Her nose was straight and smooth; no wonder her genitals were so beautiful . Thinking this, I leaned down, and as I pressed against her, I could clearly feel her body tense. 　　"I...this is my first time, please be gentle with me..." she said, removing her hands from her face and looking at me nervously. I didn't answer her, but instead began to gently rub 　　my penis against the entrance of her vagina.

"Ah...it's so itchy, but it feels so good, ah..."

Just as she moaned, I thrust my lower body forward and penetrated her...

"Ah!! It hurts!"

She arched her body, gripping my back tightly with both hands, crying out. I clearly felt that I had penetrated
something, but when I looked down, there was no blood. Come to think of it, she had already died once, so there wouldn't be any
blood. After penetrating, I could clearly feel the inner walls of her vagina squeezing in, tightly enveloping my penis, and I could feel
the clitoris wriggling on it.

I stopped after penetrating, kissing her and listening to her panting. After a moment, she
began to slightly twist her body again. I began to slowly thrust my lower body. "Mmm...uh..." Like a kitten
's moan, she began to hum softly. I started using the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep
thrust, pressing my penis firmly against her inside and gently rubbing. After nine thrusts, I pulled back to the entrance and then plunged in again. Soon, she
trembled all over, her hands tightly gripping my back as she shook.

"Ah, so good! Ah! Ah!!"

I think this was her first orgasm since she was born. I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders and started
doing the doggy style. This position allowed for deeper penetration, which was very stimulating, and few women could withstand it
.

This time, I began thrusting in and out with wide, sweeping motions, occasionally positioning my penis at her cervix and rubbing her buttocks against her
clitoris, causing her eyes to roll back and her to moan.

"Ah, I've reached it! Ah! Don't come anymore, really no more, um... please spare me, no
more..."

The more she moaned, the more stimulated I became, and my movements grew heavier and heavier. The walls of her vagina, layer upon layer
, enveloped me. Whether inserting or withdrawing, it required considerable force. As my movements quickened,
the suction drew closer, especially when I pressed against her cervix, where it gripped me tightly, causing me
to moan softly in pleasure.

"Ah!! Ah!!! I'm going to pee again, I'm going to pee, I'm going to pee, stop, waah... stop
, I don't want to come anymore!"

I don't know how long we thrust, but she had already orgasmed several times. Suddenly, she cried out,
her body, which had gone limp, sprang up tightly again, her thighs wrapped tightly around my waist, her arms
gripping my neck, her entire body clinging to me.

"Ah!~ !~ !…………"

At that moment, I felt a warm, slightly cool liquid wash over my glans, so hot it made me shiver as I ejaculated. I felt something wash over my genitals, warm and sticky. Looking down, I saw a thick liquid flowing
from her urethra. 　　It was a squirting orgasm, the first time I'd ever seen anything like it. My heart surged, and I flipped her over and pressed myself against her… 　　As the full moon set, I rose from the bed, cast a spell, and returned to the temple. Yu Ji, seeing me appear, immediately leaned against me and asked, “How was it? How did it feel?” 　　I glanced at her sideways and said, “You've actually dared to scheme against me?! I'll settle the score with you later!” 　　Yu Ji didn't speak, but covered her lips with her hand and chuckled sweetly. A few days later, I opened an altar and performed a ritual to release the female ghost, ensuring her soul could be reborn. In the dim light, I saw her gracefully bowing to me… 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(The End)

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