Chapter 1

[Previous post: My Taoist fairy mother was fucked to orgasm by two dwarf brothers in front of her deceased husband's grave, while I could only peek and masturbate] 

Moon in the Deserted City: 

I haven't written erotic stories for a long time, so I'm a lot less savvy. I personally like cuckold-themed NTR stories, and I wrote this one in my spare time. I hope you can empathize with the victim when you're writing, hehe~ (smirk) 

I originally wanted to finish writing all the ideas, but I found that the length would exceed it. If everyone's response is okay, I will consider finishing the rest~ (Maybe...O(∩_∩)O) 

If the cover infringes your rights, please PM me. I just found it randomly... 

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[Next article: About my Taoist fairy mother who was exiled and impregnated and eventually married to two dwarf brothers and became their bride] 

Moon in the Deserted City: 

I didn't expect that I would update so quickly this time, but since everyone's response was pretty good, I wrote it overnight. In fact, I didn't write a lot of plays, mainly because I will be busy with work in a while, and I don't know when I will write it again. Regarding counter-killing and evil fall, I still chose the latter. After all, it is a traditional NTR article. It is possible that I will write some mother-child articles when I have time in the future. I just hope you enjoy reading it, and I hope you will continue to support me~ 

Emmm, should we consider making an electric generator? 

Cover infringement M I 

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Hengshan-Ziwei Temple 

The cold winter has passed, but the plum trees in Ziwei Temple have just bloomed, and the fragrance is rich and warm. Ziwei Temple, a Taoist temple that has existed since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, has a history of more than 600 years. Going deep into the depths of Hengshan Mountain, you can see the plum forest, step into the plum bush, watch the white snow falling from the horizon, walk in the steep mountain stream, smell the plum fragrance, wander in the sea of ​​flowers, and after about a few hours, you will reach the end of the plum forest, where the fairy air is ethereal, and you can vaguely see Ziwei Temple standing halfway up the mountain. 

I, Han Qi, grew up in this temple. Time flies, and eighteen years have passed in a flash. 

I leaned against the treetops, bored, chanting a twig, with my hands folded behind my head, humming a new tune I learned in town, enjoying the leisure of the afternoon. 

There were only the faint chirping of birds around, and the slightly cool early spring breeze blew my hair loose, and also blew the plum tree rustling, and soon the fragrant plum petals fell all over the ground. I opened one eye lazily, frowned, and looked at the two orioles on the branches, snuggling together, looking so affectionate. I thought to myself that young birds have found partners these days, but I am still the only one. This world is really unfair. 

"Qier, you are hiding here, are you trying to be lazy?" 

What interrupted my thoughts was the woman's scolding with a hint of resentment in her harsh criticism, which seemed to shake off the plum blossoms that were already about to fall from the branches. 

I was very familiar with this voice. I looked sideways and saw a beautiful middle-aged woman in the shadow of the flower as the petals fell. 

The woman was wearing a black and white Taoist robe. The robe seemed loose, but it could not hide her curvy figure. The front of the robe was inlaid with the Yin-Yang Tai Chi rune, but her plump and towering breasts pushed up the Yin-Yang pattern, forming a perfect and attractive graceful curve. A white Shu brocade ribbon engraved with Taoist scriptures was tied around her slender waist. I don't know if the belt was tied too tightly, but from my perspective, a hemispherical arc suddenly rose below the waist, which was the woman's extremely plump buttocks. This pair of round and beautiful buttocks seemed particularly abrupt under the restraint of the Taoist robe, but they caught my eye. 

The afternoon sun was blazing hot on the ground, and also shone generously on the woman's body. The dazzling light seemed to penetrate the black cloth. I could even see the white underwear traces at the buttocks through the thin Taoist robe. Eh? The underwear should be able to see the trouser legs... 

Could it be because I just woke up? Why are these underwear... 

"Qier, didn't you hear what I said? Why are you still standing there?" 

She raised her head and frowned at me, her tone already showing some displeasure. I knew the consequences of my mother getting angry, so I hurriedly stood up, pressed my hands on the branch, and jumped off the tree, raising a cloud of dust and plum petals. 

"Mother, why are you here? Those two short guys have gone back." 

My mother sighed and looked at me with a look of disappointment. I was so familiar with that face that was so exquisite that it could only be described as peerless. It seemed that the years had not shown on the face of my mother, who was about to reach the stage of distraction. Instead, she had added a touch of intelligence and charm unique to mature women. Her tall eyebrows were slightly raised, and a delicate plum blossom flower was dotted between her eyebrows, making her look more dignified and elegant. 

My mother's jet-black hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, and coupled with her elegant and fairy-like makeup, she always gave people a sense of mystery that could only be admired from a distance. 

Below the white neck is a delicate clavicle, but looking down, one can no longer glimpse a single bit of scenery. The tight Taoist robe blocks all the desires shared by all the lechers from this Taoist fairy, but it also adds a touch of the abstinence unique to Taoist female monks. 

Mother raised her delicate hands to wipe away the dust on my shoulders. Her face regained a bit of its gentleness, but her words were still harsh. 

"Those are your two junior brothers, don't talk nonsense! Huanyu and Huanchong have already passed the rotation period today, but you are the only one who cannot complete your daily training on time and has been stuck in the foundation-building stage for a long time. When my mother goes to Luojing in a while, how can you take over the Ziwei Temple?" 

I smiled awkwardly. I feel a headache whenever I mention this. My mother's surname is Pei and her given name is Zhaoji. When my father was still alive, he mentioned that my mother's Taoist name was [Xueji Niangniang]. She was the head of the Renzong sect and the abbot of Ziwei Temple. 

Seventeen years ago, my father met Han Shaogong, the [Great Desert Lone Sword] who was the King of Pengcheng. The two met during the war. My father fell in love with him at first sight. After many coincidences, my mother also gradually fell in love with my father. So the two of them put aside fame and fortune and got married. The next year, my mother gave birth to me at the foot of Hengshan Mountain. When I was five years old, my father was invaded by the Hu people on the border, so he picked up his sword and rode to the border again. He never returned since then. When she mentioned my father again, my mother was already kneeling in front of the tombstone at the foot of the mountain north of Hengshan Mountain in a white dress with a solemn face, feeling lost. 

"Hehe...children should work hard..." 

It's not that I don't work hard in this practice, it's just that I'm not interested in it. On the contrary, I like swords, spears, sticks and clubs very much. I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child. It's probably because I inherited my father's genes. Although I don't have much impression of my father who died for his country, the title of "The Lone Sword of the Desert" alone is enough for all the people of Daqin to praise. I learned about the heroic deeds of Han Shaogong, the King of Pengcheng, who fought against hundreds of people alone and died in the bloody battle to cover the rear of the main force of Daqin from the people in the town at the foot of the mountain. 

But my mother never mentioned my father's glorious past to me. Once I asked her about it, she scolded me. Over time, the cause of my father's death became a taboo in the Taoist temple and was never mentioned again. 

"Go to the temple to practice tomorrow, don't be late again." 

Mother seemed to be used to my laxity. She just sighed and left me there with a flick of her sleeves. Looking at her graceful back, my nose was filled with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms mixed with the unique body fragrance of a mature woman. My nose wings trembled slightly, and I always felt a burning fire in my heart. 

I didn't feel ashamed at all, instead my eyes stayed on her curvy lower body, and I realized that it wasn't because I was sleepy before, but that the traces of her white underwear could be vaguely seen under her robe. 

However, the underwear was surprisingly short, and I could vaguely see my mother's long legs and the two round, plump, and beautiful buttocks above her thighs. 

As my mother's lotus steps moved, her long, beautiful legs moved alternately, and her mature buttocks, which were as big as millstones, also swayed with layers of fat and fragrant mature buttocks. I then realized that the white underwear was trimmed into an inverted triangle. Because of the light, I could even see that the thin underwear was almost in a straight line shape on my mother's plump buttocks. 

Every time my mother took a step, my eyes full of lust followed her a step further, until she seemed to have noticed something and suddenly quickened her pace, then I withdrew my lustful gaze in fear, silently reciting the three and a half sentences of the Tao Te Ching that I had only learned to suppress my lust. 

Back in the house, I flipped through the basic scriptures and exercises, thinking that I had to break through this crappy foundation-building stage and not let those two short guys, Huan Chong and Huan Yu, laugh at me. But after reading for a long time, all I could think about was my mother's graceful body and the hot underwear under her Taoist robe that she had worn for at least ten years. When did my mother become so open-minded? I heard that only prostitutes in the Beijing Jiaofang Bureau would wear such revealing underwear. Of course, I heard all this from those perverts in town. Maybe I was dazzled by my sleep? 

I shook my head secretly. I am also a man, and men naturally have thoughts about women. But I have lived for eighteen years, and I have only seen two women in Ziwei Temple: my mother and her personal maid Ling'er. Don't look at me as my mother's son, but Ling'er has never looked at me straight in the eye. 

The reason is that two years ago, I was tricked by Huanchong and Huanyu to go to the lotus pond in the back mountain to play, and I happened to run into Ling'er bathing there. The little girl went back to my mother and complained about me. I was punished by my mother a lot, and since then, I have become enemies with that little maid. This little girl has a good relationship with the brothers of the Huan family. Every time I see these guys, I get very angry. 

Speaking of the Huan brothers, they are about my age. They were brought to the mountain by my mother from the town at the foot of the mountain three years ago. I didn't like them the first time I saw them because they looked ugly and short. They were only fourteen or fifteen years old but they looked like six or seven-year-old children. They wore tattered clothes and looked like beggars on the street. 

My mother said that their parents were killed by bandits down the mountain, and they were all alone and helpless. They were also despised by the people in the town because of their ugly appearance. My mother told me that although the two brothers were born short, in her opinion, they were born with wisdom and were suitable for self-cultivation and enlightenment. In addition, I was the only one in the temple all year round, so she wanted to give me a playmate, so she brought them back to the mountain. 

I was naturally very unhappy. I had long been accustomed to being alone, practicing swordsmanship and reading scriptures every day. Although my comprehension was not high and I had not made much progress, my mother did not seem to force me to inherit her cultivation and name, and I lived a happy and proud life. How could I accept the arrival of two ugly freaks for the first time in history? However, when I saw my mother's loving expression and the pitiful eyes of the two brothers, I felt sympathy... 

One year later, standing in front of the cliff of Hengshan Mountain and looking back at the familiar Ziwei Temple, I recalled everything in my childhood with a wry smile. If I had chosen to refuse at that time, if I had seen the desire hidden in the pitiful eyes of the two brothers, I am afraid that the irreversible situation would not have occurred now, and maybe my mother would not have... 

One year later, standing in front of the cliff of Hengshan Mountain and looking back at the familiar Ziwei Temple, I recalled everything in my childhood with a wry smile. If I had chosen to refuse at that time, if I had seen the desire hidden in the pitiful eyes of the two brothers, I am afraid that the irreversible situation would not have occurred now, and maybe my mother would not have... 

Day 2 

There was no conversation that night. In the morning, after washing up, I came to the practice platform in the temple and meditated as usual. This foundation-building is also called the 100-day foundation-building, but it does not mean that it will be completed after 100 days. It is described as 100 days, which means that it actually takes a longer time to complete. 

As for how many days it takes to build the foundation and plug the leak, this is closely related to many factors, such as the chosen method, whether there is a master's guidance, the degree of concentration during practice, the time spent practicing every day, and each person's different physical condition. There is no unified standard to follow, and it is not determined by the subjective wishes of the practitioner. 

Although my mother is the head of the Taoist sect, she is still a mother after all, and a mother will naturally be partial to her own feelings. It is impossible for her not to help me go AWOL. 

I have eaten all the secret medicines and precious pills made in the alchemy furnace in the temple to help low-level practitioners improve their skills and break through bottlenecks, but I can tell the difference between them. Late at night, my mother personally transferred my skills to me to help me break through the first threshold. But I don't know if it's because my six roots are not pure or I'm not suitable for cultivation. In short, it takes others a hundred days to build a foundation, but it took me almost three years. I have become an idiot who can't break through in three years. No wonder the little maid Ling'er always mocks me behind my back, saying that I am not only a virgin, but also my cultivation is like that of a child... 

I must have mixed feelings inside, so I could only comfort myself by saying that I was just not interested in cultivation because I was good at swordsmanship. But where was this? This was Ziwei Temple, and my mother was known as Empress Xue Ji, the head of the human sect, Pei Zhaoji, the Fairy Pei. How could her son be such a loser, practicing swordsmanship in a forbidden Taoist place? Saying this out loud was like talking about scriptures and teaching Taoism with others in the Jiaofang Bureau, which made people laugh and cry. 

"Hey, isn't this the headmaster's junior brother? You come to meditate so early." 

A disgusting duck voice came from behind my head. I knew without thinking that it was the Huan family brothers. I wanted to arrive early and leave early after practicing. I heard from my mother yesterday that the two of them have passed the Xuanzhao realm, which is a whole level higher than my Taoism. In the past, I could still argue with them, saying that we are the same and no one should look down on each other, but now I am still messing around in this shitty foundation building, how can I have the face to respond. 

"Yes, Master's Wife has helped us two brothers to overcome this yesterday. Oh, yes, to build the foundation. I wonder how you are doing now, Junior Brother~" 

Before I even saw him, I could smell Huanchong's body odor. Although this guy has been in the mountains for more than three years, he never maintained good personal hygiene. Mother scolded him at first, but later she just let it go. When it came to hand-in-hand, although I knew he was deliberately saying this to provoke me, I still felt sick. When I thought of my mother's smooth and boneless hands holding Huanchong's rough black hands, my throat felt sore. 

When the two saw that I ignored them, they didn't get angry, but just sat on both sides of me, talking non-stop. 

Huan Chong pinched his nose, and a look of smugness appeared on his extremely wretched face. His small eyes, as big as soybeans, turned and said, "Hey, Junior Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You said you have been here for three years to build your foundation, right? We brothers only started practicing last month, but it took us less than 30 days to break through this foundation-building realm. Don't you want to know what method we used?" 

I swallowed my saliva, and I was actually a little excited, but I suppressed my desire. Damn it, these two guys must have bad intentions. They had planned to make me go to the lotus pond, but I ran into Ling'er taking a bath. As a result, I was scolded by my mother and punished to copy the Tao Te Ching fifty times. 

Another time, they encouraged me to go to the temple fair at the market at the foot of the mountain, but the two guys actually returned to the temple early, leaving me alone at the temple fair. When I hurried back to the mountain, it was already midnight. My mother was holding a whisk and standing in front of the temple gate with an angry face waiting for me for a long time. That time, I was punished for more than a month without touching swords, guns, sticks, and clubs. I could only practice and recite scriptures behind closed doors. Since then, I hated these two evil brothers. 

I thought that this time it would be no good, so I would just ignore them. 

Huanyu, who was standing next to me, saw that I was still as unmoved as a stone Buddha, so he shook his head and said in a profound and hoarse voice: "Junior brother, I know you have a problem with the two of us, but it's all a misunderstanding. You are the only one in Ziwei Temple who is still at the foundation-building stage. You said that the two of us are already at the Xuanzhao stage. After a few more days, we may be able to advance to the next level. If you still practice like this then... I'm afraid you will disappoint Master's wife even more." 

Mother will be disappointed... Hearing this, a knot deep in my heart seemed to be touched. Of course, I don't want to disappoint my mother... But no matter how hard I try, I just can't break through this damn foundation. 

Yesterday, my mother also said that she would go to Luojing after the spring. The Hundred Schools Ceremony held every three years gathered the elders, masters and elite monks of various major schools. It would take more than a year to go to Luojing to explain the scriptures to the Emperor of Qin. I must at least break through this bottleneck before she leaves. 

The deep meaning of my mother's words was that she wanted to take me to Luojing to teach the scriptures. Three years ago, she took my only senior brother at that time, Zou Anren, to go there. The latter was favored by the Emperor of Qin and stayed in the court as an official. I heard that he even became a prince consort. Although my mother was reluctant to let me go, she was also very pleased. She wanted to train me to be active in the world, but I... 

"Then... I wonder if Senior Brother has any good solution..." 

After much hesitation, I finally let go of the grudge in my heart, opened my eyes, looked at those two ugly and dirty faces, and tried to plead with a humble expression. 

As if he could see through my thoughts, Huan Chong licked the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of yellow teeth that hadn't been washed for who knows how long. He smiled at me with a veiled look, but his eyes glanced at a place not far away, but then he looked away and said. 

"Junior brother, I've told you before, you need to teach me step by step." 

I was a little confused. What did he mean by hand in hand? Did he have to hold his black hand and teach me the technique? 

Seeing my dazed state, Huanyu, the terrifying owl-headed man beside me, quickly came up to me and whispered in my ear in a lewd voice: "Of course, we two brothers should get naked and hold the master's wife's tender little hand, and let the master's wife teach us the Taoism together~" 

I was furious after hearing this. I didn't expect these two lechers to be so mean and flirt with my mother openly. My throat was pounding, so I naturally didn't hold back. I threw a punch. Although I'm not good at cultivation, I inherited my father's boxing skills. This punch was powerful and strong. In addition, Huanyu was originally short and thin, so I hit him and he rolled on the ground twice. 

Huan Chong saw me getting angry and was about to run away. I turned sideways and ignored Huan Yu who was lying on the ground wailing. I kicked him with a sweeping kick, and a cloud of dust rose up on the floor tiles. I heard a muffled "bang". Huan Chong groaned and fell to the ground like a dog chewing shit. Two of his front teeth were knocked out. I was still not satisfied, so I jumped forward again, rolled up my sleeves, showing my strong muscles and big fists, and continued to teach these two bastards a lesson. 

"Qier, how can you be so rude! Why don't you leave now!" 

Just when I had a lot of resentment and nowhere to vent it, a gentle cry made my legs stop where they were. I was panting, my eyes were red, and I was about to turn around to explain, but I heard the nasty voice of Huanyu, who was knocked unconscious by my punch. 

"Master...wife, Master's wife...my junior brother is being violent...wuwuwu..." 

Only then did I see that this guy's face seemed to be crooked by me, and blood was flowing down his nose. His already wretched face was now even more tearful, and he looked like a poor wretch with deep resentment, just like a young wife who saw a bully and wanted to beat him up. 

He wiped the blood and tears from his nose carelessly while hugging his mother's spotless white cloth shoes and sobbing loudly, crying like a bereaved mother. No, his parents died a long time ago. 

Anyway, this guy pretended to be even more ruthless than the storytellers and singers in the town, and soon he had rubbed my mother's pair of white cloth shoes all over with dirt. 

"My...Mother, it was him..." 

I quickly retracted my fist, lowered my sleeves and was about to go forward to explain, but I didn't expect that Huan Chong, who had just been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, would crawl to my mother's other leg like a chicken blood. He simply hugged my mother's white and tender calf that was vaguely exposed under her robe and began to show his talent. His face full of pockmarks and craters that made people feel sick was pressed against my mother's smooth and straight leg muscles. I saw that my mother showed a slight disgust at first, and her white shoes that could be held in her hand instinctively shrank back, but were immediately grabbed by the two brothers of the Huan family. The brothers burst into tears again. Seeing this, my mother did not dodge, but just stood there and whispered to comfort the two. 

Seeing this, my brain was filled with blood, my heart was burning with anger, and my fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. When the two saw me so angry, they tried even harder to show off their superb acting skills that they had brought from their mother's womb. 

A pair of thieving eyes would occasionally sneak up along the mother's slender white calves, as if trying to get into the thick Taoist robe to take a peek at the most mysterious scenery of the mature fairy. 

"Master's Wife... Um... Brother... Brother was just asking me about my recent practice... But I got furious and asked why the two of us were mocking... mocking him..." 

Huanchong probably had two front teeth knocked out by me, and he had a lisp when he spoke, and he just kept pointing at me and wailing. My mother looked down at Huanchong's miserable appearance, and saw that he was not much better than Huanyu. His two front teeth were missing, and one of his legs was dragged on the ground as if it was broken after being kicked by me. His ugly face was broken and covered in blood because he stumbled to the ground. It was no wonder that my mother, who was always kind, felt pity for him. 

I gritted my teeth and wanted to step forward and question the two guys, but they tacitly retreated as if they had seen a tiger. They were still holding tightly to the hem of my mother's Taoist robe. I don't know if they did it on purpose, but they pulled my mother's robe to the back, instantly revealing two snow-white, round, jade-like long legs. 

I was also stunned, my eyes could not help but be attracted by the pair of peerless legs that were as white as snow, and I couldn't look away for a while. My mother's fairy legs were so captivating and eye-catching, her calves were straight and slender, her thighs were round and full, like two snow-white jade pillars, her skin was as white as snow, and not even a tiny pore could be seen, but because the hem of the Taoist robe was wide, I couldn't see the beauty of the upper thighs. 

But I just noticed that the two perverts were also attracted by the beauty in front of them. Huan Chong couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and even stuck out most of his scarlet tongue, as if he couldn't wait to lick the fragrant mature woman's beautiful flesh in front of him. 

However, their vision was not as good as mine, and they could only see the side of this pair of mature women's beautiful legs, but just that slight glimpse was enough to feast their eyes. 

"You...Qier...what else do you want to do!" 

My mother didn't seem to notice that her beauty was leaking out. She took a step forward, and her Taoist robe immediately covered the fleeting beauty of the erotic scene. She suddenly burst out with the aura of a Taoist master. I clearly felt a gust of wind coming in front of me, messing up my hair and making me take two steps back. I had never seen my mother so angry before. 

Just as I was about to say something, I saw the two bastards behind her looking at me with evil smiles on their faces. Huanyu wiped the blood from his nose and gave me a middle finger, while Huanchong put his black little hand in front of his nose and sniffed with a look of obscenity and intoxication. I then remembered that his An Lushan claw had touched my mother a lot. 

"Two bastards!" 

How could I bear such an insult? My father's hot temper was fully displayed in me. With a ferocious face, I grabbed the floor tile on the training platform and exerted force with my five fingers. With a creaking sound, the floor tile was lifted up by my bare hands. I didn't care to look at my mother's extremely gloomy expression. I held the nearly ten-pound floor tile in my right hand and threw it at the Huan family brother with a whoosh. Huanyu saw this and knew that he had made a big mistake. If he was hit by this tile, his head would probably be dented. Now there was no talisman with me, and my mortal body could not withstand this stone. 

"Snap!" 

There was a clear sound, and the Huan brothers crouched for a long time with their hands protecting their heads before they timidly opened their yellow eyes. Of course, I also had my eyes wide open with a face full of anger. 

"Snap!" 

There was another crisp sound, but the previous one was the sound of bricks breaking on the ground, and the second sound hurt me on my face. 

I gritted my teeth, trying to prevent the tears that were lingering in the corners of my eyes from leaking out. In front of my bloodshot eyes was my mother, who pursed her lips and had a pair of red eyes. I had never seen such a contradictory look on my mother's face before. It was so familiar and yet so strange. She had never looked at me with such disappointment. Her eyes were filled with more of a sense of disappointment and a deep heartache after seeing the red slap marks gradually appearing on my face. 

"Qier...you disappoint me so much..." 

After a while, my mother slowly put down her trembling jade hand in the air. Her plump lips looked a little pale at this moment, and the word "disappointment" was written all over her pretty face. Plum blossom petals floated on her bun and also fell on my head. 

I knew she was really angry this time. I wanted to defend myself and tell her that these two guys with ulterior motives were not good people, but my brain short-circuited. Mother didn't seem to allow me to speak again. Maybe she didn't have time to wait for me anymore. She turned around and tried to show her usual gentle appearance to the two guys on the ground who were also a little dazed. She said with her red lips slightly parted. 

"You two, come with me and bandage it." 

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, leaving me with only an indifferent and resolute back and plum blossom petals all over the ground. The two brothers of the Huan family seemed to have received some royal approval and stood up happily. The abominable Huanyu even deliberately kicked his short legs that should have been broken by me. The other one wiped his nose when he saw his mother walking away, licked the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and said to me with a mocking look: 

"Junior brother, why are you so angry? We brothers were just joking with you. Do you want to eat us? Look, there is such a big slap mark on your face. How can you go out with the nerve?" 

"What on earth are you two bastards up to?" 

I felt the burning sensation on my face, the pain was not on my face, but in my heart, especially for my mother, who had never hit me since I was a child. No matter how big a mistake I made, she would only punish me by writing scriptures and not allowing me to play. But this time, she slapped me in front of these two little bastards, because these two guys were playing tricks. 

"Don't say such harsh words. We are all disciples of the same master. Our lives were saved by our master's wife. How could we have any evil intentions? However, you peeked at your mother's long legs a lot just now. Tsk tsk, aren't they long and white~" 

Huanyu was gesturing up and down with a smile, as if he was caressing his mother's beautiful legs. I was furious again, but I didn't want to vent my anger anymore. I just sneered, unclenched my fist and said, "Hmph, you two should be careful next time!" After that, I didn't want to look at their extremely ugly faces, so I left in a huff. I could only hear a few vague gossips between them. 

"This silly boy, he doesn't even know how plump and tender his mother's body is." 

"Hehe, the little triangle panties of the master's wife are really awesome, her big ass is fat and round, and even her little pussy..." 

I couldn't hear what they were mumbling, I just sat there for an hour or so, then returned to the house with a heavy head. On the way, I met Ling'er who was going to boil water. Ling'er didn't see me who was in a state of despair, because she was holding a basin of hot water in her hand, cursing unhappily. 

"Hmph, what Taoist fairy, Lady Xueji, just because she is in a bad mood, she wants me to serve her! It's really annoying!" 

My mind was in a mess at that time and I didn't pay attention to what she said. I just went back to the room and picked up the precious sword left by my father. I stroked the precious sword that my father wore when he was alive. This was given to me by my mother. She told me that this was the only proof of my father's existence. My father died under the swords of the barbarians and his body was almost not preserved. Naturally, this sword became my most precious thing. 

Oh, father, what kind of person do I want to be? 

I walked out of the room and looked at the plum tree in the yard that my mother had planted with her own hands. I felt melancholy. No matter what, I had to admit my mistakes to my mother. Although it was not my fault, my extreme behavior was enough to make my mother feel disappointed. People who practice Taoism should be calm and not be disturbed by external distractions. However, I was so irritable. Not only did my cultivation level not improve, but my temper was also out of control. Those two guys just wanted to embarrass me. Although I hated the Huan brothers very much, I secretly admired their rapid growth in cultivation. They completed the 100-day foundation building in more than half a month. Could it be that what my mother said back then was right? These two really have wisdom and can realize the great way? 

After thinking this through, I plan to go to my mother to apologize early tomorrow morning. Although I am a bit extreme, once I recognize the right and wrong of a matter, I will let it go. 

I guess it was because my thoughts were in disarray during the day, and I had nightmares at night. I vaguely dreamed that a white swan with white feathers and a snowy neck was bitten to death by two toads in the lake. The two ugly toads opened their dirty mouths and rode on the white swan, biting the swan's long neck tightly. The swan twisted its white feathers hard, but it couldn't resist the other toad riding on its body. Finally, it fell under the toad's crotch with a whine. 

The two beasts feasted on the noble swan. I wanted to save the swan, but I found myself unable to move. I looked down and found that I was still a baby bird. I could only curl up in the nest and watch the two beasts share the white swan that was still wailing... 

I woke up with backache in the morning, probably because of the strange dream last night, but thinking that I had to go to my mother to apologize today, I washed up, changed into new clothes and went to my mother's room. 

Ziwei Temple is big and small. It is big because it is the most famous temple in Daqin, located on the top of Hengshan Mountain, but it is small because there are only five people in Ziwei Temple, no one else. Mother decided not to accept disciples three years ago. After Senior Brother Zou left, mother took the brothers of Huan family to the mountain. Although the temple is very large, there are only five people living there. So I reached the corner of the corridor of mother's room after walking for a while. When I turned around, I bumped into Ling'er. 

"Ouch, you are walking without paying attention!" 

This little girl was still sarcastic and unforgiving. She staggered after being bumped by me and almost fell. She looked up and saw that it was me. She didn't hide the disgust in her eyes at all. Ling'er raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Isn't this Young Master Han? Why are you here to say good morning to the Sect Master?" 

I was too lazy to pay attention to her. This little girl had always been against me. In the end, it was just that I accidentally saw her taking a bath. I didn't know how I provoked her, and she chased me and bit me like a mad dog. 

Seeing me turn around and leave, Ling'er didn't stop me, but just sneered from behind: "The Sect Master is busy and has no time to see you." 

This little girl is pretty, but her temper is really offensive. I wish she would disappear quickly, so I quickened my pace and came to my mother's door. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a woman's murmur coming from inside the room. 

"Um...slow...don't...slow down..." 

For a moment I thought I had misheard. Could it be that I was still asleep? This wasn't my mother's voice, and it even had a hint of seduction in it? What was she doing in there? 

I held my breath and took a few steps closer. I found that my mother's door was half-closed. The sound came from the crack of the door. I hesitated again and again, but still took a step forward. The woman's voice became more obvious in my ears. 

"You...don't...why is it so...big..." 

My head buzzed and my legs trembled, because this voice was exactly my mother's. I thought that my mother could not make such a gentle voice, but this voice was indeed unique to my mother. I have been listening to it for seventeen years, how could I have heard it wrong? Could it be that my mother was... 

My mind went blank. Although I was still a virgin, I had heard a lot of dirty jokes in the taverns in the town below the mountain. I was afraid that my mother had been alone in the empty room for a long time, so it was inevitable that she would have female needs. However, when I thought that my mother might be masturbating, I became more and more excited. Yes, I would just take a look, just one look... 

I moved quietly and slowly pushed the door open. I knew the layout of my mother's room. As long as I pushed the door open, I would see her boudoir around the corner. But at this critical moment, my foot slipped and I stepped on something. I lowered my head and seemed to see a pair of dirty cloth shoes. There was a foul smell coming out of the shoes, but I didn't dare to stay any longer and immediately turned around and ran into the plum blossom forest opposite. 

After running for a long time, I turned around breathlessly and looked at the house not far away. I could only vaguely see my disheveled mother carefully opening the door and sticking her head out to look around. 

Because of the distance, I couldn't see the expression on my mother's face at this time. I could only see that she seemed a little anxious. After a while, she half moved out. She was wearing an almost translucent silk nightgown with a white bra lining. A large area of ​​snow-white skin that I had never seen before was exposed. I wished I could smell the familiar yet strange body fragrance of a mature woman from a distance. 

Because of the trees, I couldn't see what my mother was wearing. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if my mother knew that I was peeping at her masturbating, she would not just slap me. But my mother was brave enough to do such a shameful thing in broad daylight with the door open. 

It seems that even though Empress Xue Ji is about to enter the Spirit Severing Stage, she still has the seven emotions and six desires and physiological needs of ordinary people. 

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I caught a glimpse of my mother standing in front of the door and looking around. Suddenly, she straightened up. Then, I don't know if I was dazzled, but a small hand went around her flat belly and slid down. Her tall and slender body pressed down slightly, and then she turned around shyly, twisting her big, ripe buttocks and going back into the room. 

From this angle, I saw that my mother was wearing the panties that I vaguely saw two days ago. As expected, the panties were inverted triangles, with two transparent pieces of cloth that couldn't be any narrower covering one-third of her buttocks. A thin rope was tied along her extremely plump buttocks to fix the hot panties and also made the two plump and tender buttocks that seemed to be about to burst into water look more fleshy and tight. 

A small hand was pressing on the snow-white and plump buttocks, and it was pinched obscenely. My mother's pair of mature women's voluptuous legs crossed the threshold, and the two plump buttocks were swaying in a lewd wave. The two buttocks seemed to collide with each other, squeezing out a lewd and lewd arc of flesh at the root of the thigh. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, rubbed my eyes, and a question suddenly appeared in my head. 

Is there a man in the room? 

I shook my head, thinking I must have seen it wrong. When I tried to verify it again, the door of the room was closed. I realized that I was sweating profusely, and even a small tent had appeared under my crotch. I took a deep breath and said to myself, "Tao follows nature." 

But he was still full of doubts. There were only five people on the mountain, and he was the only man left besides the Huan brothers. It couldn't be that his mother and... 

By the time I reacted, my body had already instructed me to tiptoe back to the front of the room, only to find that a circular barrier had appeared around me without me noticing. 

This almost transparent barrier tightly surrounded the room. I stretched out my finger and touched it, and was immediately bounced back by a scorching air wave. This is one of the high-level Taoist spells, which is usually used when practicing in seclusion to prevent outside interference. But what is my mother's intention in casting such a forbidden spell outside her room? What is she doing? Could it be that I made her so angry yesterday that she wanted to go into seclusion?