bestfiction #206 - Jade feet under the bed! (5k for subscription and monthly ticket)
#206 - Jade feet under the bed! (5k for subscription and monthly ticket)
Late at night, in a teahouse, six storytellers gathered, each with a different expression, among whom two were particularly noticeable.
Because their noses were all crooked, completely crooked.
"That beast Duan Laomo actually created a chivalrous storyteller, spreading rumors and misleading people all day long!"
"The most hateful thing is that he's ruining our business. Look at my handsome nose, it's crooked beyond recognition."
"Everyone, don't panic. They're just a few newly emerged storytellers who don't even understand the rules of storytelling. When it comes to storytelling and ruthlessness, have we, the Bloodthirsty Storytellers, ever been afraid of anyone?" An old storyteller spoke.
"Old Zhang, you don't know. This Duan Laomo's new storyteller is strange. My teahouse is next to his, and the business is booming for the one who tells stories for Laomo." The crooked-nosed man lamented.
"What? This new storyteller tells stories even better than us?"
"Not only is his business better than ours, but he's also better at bewitching people. As they listen, some people say they're infected by supreme chivalrous spirit and want to promote chivalry and fight against evil, making it seem like Duan Laomo is a great hero and we're bad people framing him."
"These pig-dog listeners, they're just a bunch of simple-minded idiots! They don't listen to the facts we Bloodthirsty Storytellers tell, but instead listen to Duan Laomo's nonsense!"
"Yes, Duan Laomo is already harming the Jianghu, and now he wants to turn black into white. He should be struck by lightning and killed! Reversing right and wrong, inverting cause and effect! It infuriates me!
I've been telling stories for half my life, and I've never encountered anything like this."
An old man said with heartache.
"Has no one gone to kill those rumor-mongering chivalrous storytellers to set things right? If we let these people talk nonsense, are there any rules left in the Jianghu?"
Another storyteller, clearly unable to contain his anger, clutched his raging liver and said.
They, the Bloodthirsty Storytellers, have always been unrivaled in this industry, but who would have thought that Duan Laomo would create such a new thing, making them so aggrieved.
It made him want to splatter blood five steps away and kill these storytellers who were randomly defending Laomo!
At this time, the crooked-nosed man said, "It won't work. The leader of the chivalrous storytellers is a woman who has been injected with demonic power by Duan Laomo. Ordinary people really can't beat her unless they're top experts."
"But these days, which reputable expert dares to provoke Duan Laomo! Duan Laomo is more petty than a needle's eye. First, the Zhu Xiang Zhu Heimian family was humiliated and brutally murdered, and then our Leizhou's Thunder Lord Mother Sect was exterminated.
I thought the Thunder Listeners of Leizhou were famous for a time in the Nine Provinces, but now they've become rare items, and they're about to disappear from the Leizhou Jianghu Chronicles if we're not careful."
Speaking of this, the six storytellers were silent.
At this time, the old man analyzed, "Then what is their biggest weakness now? Everyone must remember that we are the orthodox storytellers of the world, and no one can take it away!"
The crooked-nosed man said, "From what I can see now, they still have few people and their power is slightly weak."
"Duan Laomo is determined to create a storyteller organization to oppose us, to oppose justice and fairness in the world! We Bloodthirsty Storytellers have thousands upon thousands, as long as we increase our efforts, we can drown them with our spittle!"
"That's right! Our Bloodthirsty Storytelling is the orthodox storytelling of the world. Evil cannot prevail over good. They dare to defend the notorious Laomo with so few people, then we will increase our efforts and make them as despised and scorned as Laomo!"
"Yes, the listeners should also be severely educated. They really have pig brains, not listening to the facts we tell, but being bewitched by Duan Laomo!"
At this time, the old man had already wrapped a red silk scarf around his head, and the others followed suit.
"Then let's contact the organization and get to work!"
"Let's talk these Laomo storytellers to death in Leizhou!"
For a time, the eyes of the six storytellers with red silk scarves on their heads were also filled with bloodlust.
Huangshan, Huangshan Sword Sect.
Sun Bukong lay on the dark floor under the bed, feeling a little inexplicably nervous.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so nervous.
He was a thief, a very famous thief.
People in the Jianghu called him the Seventy-Two Transformations, able to turn into various things in an instant, even right in front of you, you would hardly notice him.
This was an exaggeration, but it also proved from the side that his stealing skills were indeed superb.
Sun Bukong was very modest, but he never denied his superb stealing skills. For a while, he even wanted to find the Thief Saint Bai Yutang and the Thief Handsome Chu Tianqing to compare notes.
After all, he had stolen the bellyband of a concubine while she was being intimate with the emperor in the palace.
He could come and go so freely even in the emperor's sleeping quarters, so he was naturally very confident in being a thief.
This was also the reason why he dared to come to the Huangshan Sword Sect.
In the Azure Dragon incident, a total of six dragon essences appeared in the world, of which two dragon essences turned into little dragon men who went missing, and of the remaining four, Red Pagoda Mountain and Jade Void Palace each obtained one, and only the Huangshan Sword Sect obtained two.
It's not the thief who steals, but the thief who is thinking about it.
Even though the Huangshan Sword Sect was a large sect in the Jianghu with a deep foundation, it still attracted many of Sun Bukong's peers to come and take a chance.
And those mediocre people all failed without exception, disappearing after entering the Huangshan Sword Sect.
They should have left their lives here.
Sun Bukong was very confident, so he came.
He didn't want much, just needed to take one away.
As a shrewd old thief, Sun Bukong first came to the bedroom of Sect Leader's wife, Zhao Ling.
Both dragon essences were obtained by Zhao Ling. According to his deduction, the dragon essence might be hidden in this woman's bedroom.
Even if it wasn't here, there should be some clues.
Sure enough, Sun Bukong found some clues.
But his luck was bad. Just as he was about to leave, a woman's voice came from outside.
This voice sounded quite gentle, but it faintly carried a murderous aura.
As soon as Sun Bukong heard it, he knew that it was the voice of Zhao Ling, the Sect Leader's wife of the Huangshan Sword Sect.
Ordinary sword cultivators definitely didn't have this aura.
Sun Bukong's lightness skills and stealing skills were superb, and his bedroom skills were also excellent, so he could be said to be unparalleled in stealing things and people, but he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of this Sect Leader's wife.
It is said that women are like wolves at thirty, like tigers at forty, and can suck earth sitting down at fifty, then Zhao Ling's kind of woman is even more extraordinary.
So he hid himself under the bed, dressed in black, blending into the shadows, and used the "Turtle Breathing Technique", as if he had really become part of the ground.
Even the most top experts would hardly notice his kind of concealment method, which was why he could come and go freely in places like the palace.
This method was derived from a "Great Iga Ninja Technique" he obtained from a Japanese Ronin in his early years, and then integrated with his bone shrinking technique, turtle breathing technique and other strange techniques, which could be described as "foolproof".
But he didn't know if it was because he hadn't stolen anything big for a year and his skills were a little rusty, or if this Sect Leader's wife of the Huangshan Sword Sect, who could exclusively obtain two dragon essences, was indeed worthy of fear, he was unexpectedly a little nervous for a long time.
At this time, he not only used the "Turtle Breathing Technique", but even reduced his heartbeat to the extreme, avoiding this small jump from attracting the attention of this master-level expert.
With a creak, the door opened.
What appeared in Sun Bukong's eyes was a pair of very beautiful feet.
This foot was wearing purple embroidered shoes, the instep was very white, without any flaws, looking from here, it was like white snow on purple flowers.
Sun Bukong, who had seen countless women, naturally knew the beauty of this kind of foot.
But he still didn't move, not even his heart moved.
Because these feet were very beautiful, but the owner of the feet was very deadly.
Zhao Ling, the Sect Leader's wife of the Huangshan Sword Sect, was such a woman.
At this time, he only heard a da sound, and a circle of purple ripples appeared on the ground.
Those were Zhao Ling's bellyband and skirt.
In other words, this woman was now naked, leaving only this pair of purple embroidered shoes on her feet.
This slut!
Sun Bukong continued to maintain absolute calmness, even the blood flowing in his body became slow, never emitting too much aura.
At this time, Sect Leader's wife Zhao Ling slowly walked to the bed, getting closer and closer to Sun Bukong.
Sun Bukong could even smell the scent from her feet.
For a time, this pair of feet seemed to have a great and strange attraction, as if it could hook away his soul.
Although Sun Bukong was watching, he still didn't change in any way because of his professionalism.
He was no different from the ground under the bed at this moment.
The next moment, the wooden board above slightly sank, that was Zhao Ling lying on it without wearing clothes.
At this time, Sun Bukong dared not move even more, and even felt an unspeakable sense of oppression.
It was as if the temperature of this Sect Leader's wife could penetrate through the bed board.
Even Sun Bukong felt some pressure in this situation.
A strange pressure.
The Sect Leader's wife wearing only purple embroidered shoes, the age of being like a wolf and a tiger, sucking earth sitting down, and a ruthless woman, this was indeed a great temptation for a man.
If this was just a not-so-powerful wife, he might have already drilled out from under the bed, taking advantage of the other party's lack of reaction, while saying "Madam, you don't want to be hurt wearing only shoes." and solved his desires.
But now he didn't dare.
He was not the opponent of this woman.
If he suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Ling without clothes, it might allow him to gain a momentary advantage, but after the advantage, he would be the one who died.
He was originally confident that as long as he opened some distance, he could escape with his superb lightness skills, but now he wasn't so confident anymore.
This woman seemed to have a strange magic power that made it difficult for him to fathom the depths.
On the bed, there was no movement, only even breathing.
Could it be that Madam Zhao had fallen asleep?
But Sun Bukong still didn't dare to move.
He had already made plans for a protracted war and was very patient.
He would never act unless this troublesome wife left.
At this time, Sun Bukong frowned slightly, because he heard a little sound.
After that, with a creak, the window opened a crack.
The next moment, a pair of dark blue sword boots appeared in Sun Bukong's eyes.
The man who could enter Madam Zhao's room like this could only be Madam Zhao's husband, that is, Chen Sanjue, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect.
But he remembered that Chen Sanjue was in seclusion.
Yes, it was always his wife Zhao Ling who was walking around in the Jianghu, and it was also when she was snatching the dragon essence.
Could it be that he had already left seclusion?
But why did he walk through the window?
Yes, why would a Sect Leader walk through the window to return to his room?
And on the bed, Madam Zhao Ling didn't have any reaction.
At this time, the owner of the boots suddenly said, "Master's wife, I'm here."
Hearing this, Sun Bukong's mind was a little confused.
Not Chen Sanjue!
Thinking of Zhao Ling on the bed without clothes, he couldn't help but be even more confused.
This is-
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On the bed, Zhao Ling's voice soon came, cold and alluring.
It was like a fire wrapped in ice.
"Yes!"
This disciple answered very respectfully and behaved very obediently. He took off his robe in a hurry and climbed up. Sun Bukong felt the bed board sink slightly again.
After that, there was continuous shaking and pressure overhead.
Sun Bukong didn't dare to breathe a word. He was afraid that the bed board would sink too violently and press on him.
That way he might be discovered!
He wanted to use the bone shrinking technique at this time, but it was too late, because the movement of the bone shrinking technique might also be discovered by Madam Zhao.
Sun Bukong had seen the world. He had seen the emperor and concubine do this kind of thing many times, but this time, he was hiding under the bed, which could be said to be the most exciting and bizarre experience of his life.
He was able to run into the Sect Leader's wife of the Huangshan Sword Sect having an affair!
Still stealing a disciple!
He was under their bed when they were doing things!
The movement on the bed gradually subsided, and then Zhao Ling's voice came - "You go, don't let anyone see you."
"Understood."
This man, who should be Zhao Ling's disciple, quickly put on his clothes and left through the window again.
But at this time, Sun Bukong discovered a very bizarre scene.
That is, he saw another boot.
A dark red boot.
The boot was outside the door, standing there, not knowing how long, looking from under the bed, it gave people a sense of horror.
You must know that Sun Bukong, as a thief, had very sensitive ears, especially when贴着the ground, he could detect movement very early.
For example, the man in the dark blue sword boots just now, before he pushed open the window and entered, he had already noticed it. He could even hear the strength of the other party's lightness skills.
But he had never discovered this red boot!
Even if the movement on the bed just now was loud, it shouldn't have been.
Because he贴着the ground, what he sensed first was the small vibration, not the sound.
This can only mean that this person's lightness skill is extremely high, definitely not below him, even stronger than him.
Then there is only one such person in the Huangshan Sword Sect.
Chen Sanjue, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect.
In other words, Chen Sanjue had already been outside the door, peeking at his wife and disciple having an affair?
"What kind of things have I encountered!"
"Then since I witnessed the adultery, will these two fight!"
Sun Bukong complained secretly.
He had been a little worried that if these two were to fight, the destructive power would definitely be very amazing.
It's hard to say whether this bed will be broken through and whether he will be affected.
That would be dangerous then.
As a result, at this time, Zhao Ling's voice came from the bed - "Husband, have you seen enough?"
Sure enough, the person outside was Chen Sanjue. Did Zhao Ling know that he was outside early on, or did she just find out?
With a creak, the door opened.
The owner of the red boots walked in and said with a smile, "I've seen enough, it's really enjoyable."
"Then are you still okay?"
"Of course, right now."
As she said this, the red boots were flung off by the bedside, causing the bed to sink further.
Sun Bu Kong felt his mind was failing him, and he even felt like crying.
Everyone said that some sect leaders and grandmasters were kinky, but this was too much!
Your Yellow Mountain Sword Sect is a famous and respectable sect!
In that instant, Sun Bu Kong felt fear.
Yes, he had stumbled upon the secret of these two people. If he were discovered, he would definitely not survive.
If he had encountered the Sect Leader's wife, Zhao Ling, head-on before, he would have had a 40% chance of escaping with his lightness skill. But if he were facing this perverted couple, he wouldn't even have a 10% chance.
It could be said that he would die without a doubt!
He absolutely couldn't be discovered!
This time, the movement on the bed was even greater than before.
"My dear, I love you."
"What do you love about me?"
"I love everything about you, especially your feet."
So, the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect Leader not only liked wearing hats but was also a foot fetishist?
For a moment, Sun Bu Kong's eyes were a little moist.
What kind of people are these in the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect!
Somewhat nervous, somewhat scared, and with a somewhat confused mind, Sun Bu Kong listened to the movements above and suddenly thought of someone.
Old Devil Green Blade.
It was said that Old Devil Green Blade's blade energy was poisonous, and the only way to detoxify it was to have one's beloved engage in pleasure with someone else, which was extremely terrifying.
But if this Old Devil Green Blade encountered the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect Leader Chen Sanjue, he would probably be helpless.
Because he liked this!
No wonder you became the Sect Leader.
Just as Sun Bu Kong felt immense pressure and was already numb, he heard a loud crash, and the bed board broke!
A white foot appeared before his eyes.
Just inches away!
It was Madam Zhao Ling's foot.
She was still wearing that purple embroidered shoe, but the heel had separated from the sole, revealing her fair sole.
This time, Sun Bu Kong could clearly smell the scent on it.
He had already stopped breathing, fearing that even a slight temperature from his nostrils would alert the woman.
So, before him was undoubtedly an extremely tempting yet extremely dangerous jade foot.
This foot swayed, only a hair's breadth away from him.
Slowly, this foot slowly retracted.
Three inches.
Two inches.
One inch.
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
Sun Bu Kong closed his eyes, feeling a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but at this moment, a cold voice rang out—"Do you find my feet beautiful?".
Sun Bu Kong's mind went blank, and he opened his eyes.
He saw that the foot had returned, appearing before him.
But this time, the foot was no longer wearing a shoe, revealing its complete form.
The instep, sole, and ankle of this foot were still fair and delicate, appearing flawless, but the front part covered by the shoe was a different sight altogether.
They were slender claws covered in green scales, and the green scales refracted an extremely beautiful seven-colored halo.
Sun Bu Kong had only two words in his mind—"Dragon Claw".
This dragon claw grew on this jade foot, appearing evil, hideous, and terrifying, but in Sun Bu Kong's eyes, it had a different kind of allure.
He even felt that there was no more tempting or beautiful jade foot in the world than this.
In the next instant, the dragon claw lifted, and Sun Bu Kong's eyes had already turned white.
Before he lost consciousness, he saw a very strange scene.
That was the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect Leader Chen Sanjue vigorously licking this hideous dragon claw, his expression frantic.
So, Zhao Ling had already absorbed the Dragon Essence!