Chapter 13

Han Cheng was still experiencing the passion just now on his way home. Rape Li Jie from behind gave him a strong sense of conquest. Even after ejaculation, his penis would not be soft inside the woman's body for a long time, and he even felt like he was erect again. If it weren't for the time being, he was worried that he would be caught by someone for too long, so Han Cheng would not have let her go easily.

Thinking about it now, my lower body was still itchy and not completely satisfied, and I became erect again.

This afternoon, Sister Li will go back to her hometown with her husband, and she can only come back after the Chinese New Year. I don’t know which day it is. Tomorrow is the most traditional and important Spring Festival for Chinese people. Han Cheng could only endure his lust and stop thinking about it. Looking at his high-supported lower body, he turned his mind to try to distract himself and suppress it. But as soon as the thought moved, he felt a clear stream suddenly rise from his waist, and he turned around his crotch and then returned to his waist, which made him feel refreshed. His lower body no longer moved and slowly softened, and his heart became much calmer.

Han Cheng noticed this when he was having sex with Sister Li just now. Whenever his glans was numb and wanted to open the sperm, as long as he didn't want to ejaculate, the same clear stream would come from his waist. After passing through his penis, he would immediately stop having the urge to ejaculate. Later, he was worried that he would be caught by someone for a long time, so he took the initiative to let go of the sperm and ejaculate.

All of this happened after he practiced calligraphy. He was very happy about this and was full of curiosity about Grandpa Luo.

In his previous life, he was a true atheist and never believed in gods, qigong and other things. However, the changes that have occurred in his body and the strange experience of reincarnation have caused his thoughts to shake again and again, and he can't help but frown and ponder.

Forget it, why do you think so much? One step is one step!Let’s ask the old man tomorrow.Han Cheng shook his head and said with a wry smile.

The moment before returning home, Han Cheng still wrapped around the gauze he had put away before, and he didn't want his parents to see anything unusual.

Although it was already thirty, the next morning, Han Cheng came to Grandpa Luo's house as promised and asked what was the strange air flow on his body he noticed yesterday?

The old man closed his eyes and said nothing, which made him feel bored. He had to give up and practiced his words according to yesterday's method. He took the initiative to ask for more than an hour, and it was not until nine o'clock that he had not finished his mind.

The old man saw it and was extremely satisfied with Han Cheng. After watching him leave, a strange look flashed in his eyes and couldn't help but mutter to himself: This kid is really good. If I had the perseverance of him back then, I wouldn't have been like this, alas...!I don’t have much time left, I hope he won’t let me down!

In the evening, Han Cheng watched the Spring Festival Gala with his parents at home, just like the Spring Festival every year. He was tired of watching the big productions and high-tech performances in his previous life. Han Cheng felt that the Spring Festival Gala is very simple and close now, and is far from as strong as the commercial atmosphere.

Looking at the once familiar stars: Feng Gong, Niu Qun, Zhao Benshan, Huang Hong, etc., they were so young at this time, and they performed very hard as they just became famous. Han Cheng became very happy from the bottom of his heart.

But when the Spring Festival Gala ended, the beautiful melody of the unforgettable tonight sounded in my ears, but Han Cheng's heart sank in this beautiful melody, and his mood became extremely bad.

Unforgettable Ah!

She was still in a time and space, her four years of college, her husband and wife relationship for more than ten years, and her lively and lovely son who was already three years old, Han Cheng was filled with sadness and nostalgia, tears flashed, and she lay on the bed without saying a word. Her parents sent her to ask Han Cheng to go out to set off the whip and went to bed.

Finally everything around him turned dark, leaving only the moonlight outside the window as water. At this moment, Han Cheng could no longer suppress his longing and could not help but cry like rain. It felt like it took him a long time to fall asleep.

Early in the morning of the first day of the lunar month, Han Cheng came to Grandpa Luo as usual, and was very depressed. His strangeness was seen by the old man. What?Have something to worry about?

Han Cheng just smiled and didn't want to speak.

Grandpa Luo smiled faintly and stopped asking questions. He hesitated for a moment, turned around and went into the house to take out a stack of paper. The colors of the paper were yellow and looked very old. He flipped it around casually, picked it up, took out two pieces from it and handed it to Han Cheng, and try to copy it today!

Han Cheng picked it up and took a look. It turned out to be the cursive script of Li Bai's "Jiangjinjiu". The ink traces are thick and black, and every word is penetrated by the back of the paper. Combined with the artistic conception of the whole sentence, a sense of pride rose in his heart, diluting the sorrow in his heart.

However, he was a little hesitant. Han Cheng was a little nervous when he practiced regular script, which he directly copied cursive script.

However, looking at the encouragement eyes of the father and son, Han Cheng was no longer afraid. He laid the paper and set up his posture, and began to write according to the cursive script in the letter:

‘Don’t you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, flowing to the sea without returning.Haven't you seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad white hair, and the morning is like blue hair and the evening turns into snow.You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty.I was born with my talents and I will be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone.It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you must drink three hundred cups of it at a time.Master Cen, Danqiu is born, and you are about to drink, don’t stop the glass.I will sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up after being drunk.Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names.King Chen had a banquet for Pingle in the past, and he ate a lot of fun and cheerful wine.What does the owner say is that he has little money? He has to buy it and drink it with you.A rich horse, a thousand gold fur, and a son is about to exchange for fine wine, and he will be given the same sorrow as you.’

Haha, this is true in life!You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty.What are you afraid of? Just get the lost things back!Han Cheng copied the poems and felt crazy. Yesterday's deep sorrow had already been thrown away, and it was so strong that it was written faster and faster. There were still traces of copying at the back. It was just that he was thinking about the poems and scratching the paper wildly.

The airflow rising from the waist is getting faster and faster, and not only circulates in the waist and abdomen, but also expands to the whole body. It not only accelerates the speed, but also feels that the airflow is gathering more and more, one or two threads, until it finally gathers into a line as thick as a line. At the beginning, it can also circulate along a fixed line. After only half an hour, the airflow becomes swim quickly like a wild horse that has broken away from the border. It no longer follows the previous trajectory, but starts to rush around.

Han Cheng changed paper, dipped ink, and wrote like a robot, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. His face was red and blue, and his head was faintly covered with fog, and his whole body was sweating profusely. But he seemed to be still practicing calligraphy mechanically without realizing it.

Grandpa Luo noticed something strange at this time, opened his eyes and shone with his shimmer. When he saw Han Cheng's appearance, he hurriedly said: Oops!It seems I'm still too anxious!Alas... After saying that, he jumped off the recliner like a young man, and walked towards Han Cheng quickly, his lips moving gently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly he stopped again and stared at Han Cheng with his eyes: His eyes were clear, and he seemed to have a chance. Wait a little longer, if it really doesn't work, I'll take action again.

Han Cheng felt that he was in a closed house with pink walls on all sides, and the room was filled with pink smoke and a faint fragrance.

He was naked, and the huge penis under his crotch was raised high like an iron pestle. In front of him was a woman with a plump breast and fat buttocks, and a jade-like skin color was lying naked on the bed, her snow-white butt was raised high, revealing a beautiful vagina with little hair and clean hair. The labia majora were slightly darker and turned outward. The holes in the vaginal slit were opened one by one, with transparent vaginal fluid outward, and there were shiny traces of water stains on both sides and on her thighs.

Han Cheng was dry and thrust, and he strode forward, aimed his big penis at the woman's hole, and then he started thrusting wildly.

The woman turned her head and looked at Han Cheng with a sweet look, and began to humming: Ah, Xiaocheng... So awesome... Sister is so cool!Exercise...well...exercise...can't stand it anymore.

It turned out to be Aunt Zhou. Didn’t she go home?Why are you here again?Han Cheng just thought for a while, then reached out and grabbed the woman's soft big breasts from behind and rubbed them hard, and pinched the purple grape-like nipples with his fingers and twisted them. His crotch began to thrust violently, and his throat made a roar like a beast.

After inserting it for a few times, Han Cheng turned the woman over, but felt that her penis suddenly tightened and twitched far less easily than before. Her vagina seemed to be alive, biting her penis and wriggling.

Brother Cheng, be gentle...Ah... it hurts!Han Cheng was startled, his cock almost softened, and he found that Aunt Zhou was missing just now. The woman under him turned into Li Die. Her breasts, which had just begun to take shape, stood proudly. As Han Cheng's movements were shaking up and down, it was very elastic. Han Cheng's eyes were erotic, and he felt even more swollen under his crotch. He ignored the girl's slightly painful expression and started thrusting vigorously. After a while, the girl who adapted to it blushed and screamed.

Han Cheng's mind was just thinking about sprinting violently to conquer the woman under him. His huge penis was inserted into and out of his vagina, but he had no urge to ejaculate. He could only change the woman in various positions and rape her. But with each change of posture, the woman changed once. Aunt Zhou, Li Die, Sister Li, etc. appeared under his crotch one after another, and the vaginal fluid he inserted was splashed everywhere, and he screamed excitedly.

I don’t know how long it took, Han Cheng, who was still changing, was fucking his extremely huge penis in the body of the woman, looking tireless, with a fiery light in her eyes.

Suddenly, Han Cheng's eyes blurred. The woman in front of him actually had curly hair that was only popular in the 21st century. The familiar and beautiful cheeks slowly appeared in front of him. Han Cheng stopped moving and kept moving. Suddenly, he felt sad and murmured, Wu Wei... Is it you?...I...I miss you so much... He stretched out his hand to touch the face that was lingering in dreams, but before he could get caught, his eyes turned dark and he was no longer awake.

At this time, Grandpa Luo was sitting in front of the bed in the room, looking at Han Cheng who was lying on the bed. Han Cheng's face was rosy and his mouth was slightly raised. He lay quietly like a sleeping baby. After careful observation, he could also see that there was a white gas in his skin from time to time moving up and down in the skin at the neck, turning around his head, and then going down from his neck. After a while, he would come up again and circulate continuously.

This child looked like he was destined to be a woman from the face and was extremely energetic, so he chose this set of cultivation methods for him!The cured cursive script, which was about to be drunk, was a bit too early to give him the opportunity to take it out, but he saw that he was a little depressed today, so he took it out and hoped that he could use it to vent his energy.The old man murmured to himself, looking a little disbelief, and continued to speak in silence for a while. Unexpectedly, he actually used this to understand the state of joyful Zen and used the method of intercourse to break through the level of the inner demon.Back then, I sat quietly for eight years before I overcame this first level of inner demon pass. Unfortunately, I was delayed too much back then, and I still stayed at the second level of inner demon pass, and I could no longer make any progress. Alas...It seems that this child is really lucky. I hope to achieve great things and it will be a waste of my hard work to cultivate.

The old man looked lonely and suddenly looked depressed. He seemed to remember some bitter past events, and he remained silent for a long time.

The method of cultivation he obtained from his family was also ecstatic at first. As soon as he got it, he couldn't wait to try to practice, but there was no progress at all. He could not understand the state of joyful Zen, let alone go further. Therefore, he stopped and turned to his own major practice. This method of cultivation was really useless to him.

Since meeting Han Cheng, judging from his appearance and qualifications, he only thought that this set of exercises might be suitable for him, so he took them out and tried them. Unexpectedly, Han Chengcai realized this level in just three days, which really made him a little shocked.

This set of exercises is called "Yujin Jing". It originated in the Tang Dynasty and was the founder of the famous poet Li Bai.At that time, due to his frustration in the officialdom, Li Bai traveled through famous mountains and rivers, indulged in his sensuality and sex. By chance, he met a master, and became interested in his talent and passed on his way to cultivate immortals. Who would have thought that Li Bai was very smart and took a different approach, using his pen and poems to enter joy, and then became the Tao from joy, and finally achieved the great way and achieved the reputation of poetry and immortals. In fact, he controlled countless women to practice joy, and should be called the wet immortal.These were all heard by the elders of the family when they were talking about it. They originally thought that this set of skills would be lost, but they could still find someone to pass on them.His family also learned this set of martial arts from him because they helped an old man who was about to die during the War of Resistance Against Japan. They also knew that the martial arts were extremely fast and powerful, but no one in the family could truly practice it successfully, and no one could understand the realm of joyful Zen.Grandpa Luo thought for a while, but decided not to tell him for the time being and slowly find another opportunity to tell him. After all, science is so developed now, and the way to cultivate immortals is just a legendary thing for everyone. It is probably difficult to believe it just by saying it like this. It is better to find another opportunity.Of course, Han Cheng was lying on the bed and knew nothing, but he felt a cold air flow wandering around the four tendons and eight veins, which was very comfortable.

He had no idea what he was practicing, why did his body change like this, and what was wrong with the dream just now?

I even more unaware that by chance, I had broken through the first level of inner demon obstacle that made Grandpa Luo envious, and since then I embarked on a completely different path of cultivation from others.

Finally, when it was almost noon, Han Cheng woke up and saw Grandpa Luo sitting by the bed as soon as he opened his eyes, looking at him with concern. He smiled gratefully, and then frowned and looked for it. Grandpa Luo smiled but said nothing, as if he knew what he was confused about.

It turned out that when Han Cheng woke up, he suddenly felt that the room was very noisy, and there were insects and birds everywhere, and the sound was like in his ears. Even the sound of pedestrians outside whispered clearly. When he looked around, he found that his eyes, which had almost begun to be myopic, had become extremely clear, and even the tiny spider silk in the corner of the wall could see clearly.

It was obvious that his eyesight and hearing had been much stronger. Han Cheng shook his head, only remembering that he was practicing calligraphy just now, then he had an extremely erotic dream, and then woke up. He was a little confused and looked at Grandpa Luo for a while. Seeing that he was just looking at him and didn't want to explain anything, he had to give up. He thought to himself that maybe it was because he was too tired last night and that he fell asleep today.

After getting up, he found that it was already noon. Han Cheng hurriedly thanked Grandpa Luo and rushed back home.

The sadness of last night was gone, and I felt very comfortable all over my body.

After lunch, Gao Xiang, a good friend from a building, came to Han Cheng to go out to set off firecrackers. The two of them had a great time since kindergarten. They could be said to have grown up wearing pairs of open-crotch pants.

After saying hello to his parents, Han Cheng and Gao Xiong went out together. After going out, he untied the gauze on his hand, looked at Gao Xiong with a surprised face and smiled, OK!Gao Xiang didn't ask anything more.

Gao Xiang's parents are dual employees in the unit, and the environment is much better than Han Cheng's family. They are generous and loyal. They often pay for a group of young men to eat. They are the boss of a group of people.

Of course, he bought firecrackers mainly. This year, Han Cheng had no interest in anything and had no purchase.

Gao Xiang then called Yan Pengfei and Li Jia from the same building, and took out their own firecrackers and set them up in the open space in front of the building.

Li Jia is the only girl among the four, and is also a friend of Han Cheng who has been playing with since childhood. She looks like her mother, has a slightly pointed face, a very straight nose and big eyes, which is almost exactly the same as her mother. Her mother is one of the famous beauties in the office, but her husband is not very good, and she has a bit of the smell of Pan Jinlian and Wu Dahuang.

Han Chengchang often heard other adults talking about her mother behind their backs, as if they had an injustice relationship with other men.

But Li Jia is completely different from her mother. She is careless like a little boy. The funny thing is that she was in the fourth grade of elementary school. She imitated her father's breasts and showed off her breasts, and ran around the streets, which made everyone talk for a while. It was Han Cheng's mother who couldn't help but blame her for a few words, so she went back and wore a vest.

Of course, she often plays with Han Cheng and others, and she doesn't look like a girl at all. The adults in the building often call us four of us as the little fours.

The four of them gathered together and soon shone the firecrackers. Gao Xiang suggested to roast sweet potatoes and eat them. Everyone agreed. So they collected a few sweet potatoes and some firewood from their homes. The four of them came to a tree hole on the dirt slope next to the building. Gao Xiang and Yan Pengfei were responsible for raising the fire and asked Han Cheng and Li Jia to go to the woods below the slope to pick up some firewood.

The two walked towards the woods, Li Jia walked in front, walking carelessly with her eight-character steps. Han Cheng felt funny when she looked at her. In fact, she looked good, with a small nose, big eyes, cherry mouth, and a beautiful and elegant person. However, why did she have a boy's temper?

Looking at her little butt, Han Cheng suddenly remembered something in the fifth grade of elementary school. At that time, both of them were doing homework at her home. As a result, she was spanked by her mother because of her naughtyness, so she took off her pants in front of Han Cheng, revealing her white butt. Han Cheng didn't avoid watching it stupidly, and she glared at it hard. She remembered that her face was blushing like a ripe apple at that time.

After entering the woods, the two of them searched for firewood separately. Since Han Cheng got up in the morning, his five senses have been particularly sensitive. He could hear the sounds of earthworms drilling underground. He could even hear the sounds of earthworms drilling underground, which made him feel strange. At the same time, he also distinguished them from each other with interest.

Suddenly, Han Cheng's head turned toward Li Jia. She was walking towards a grass with her back to him. Han Cheng listened carefully. From the grass, he heard a very obvious hissing sound, the sound of a snake spitting out the core. A poisonous snake with red all over his body appeared in his mind, two feet long, and was crossing his body, with his head raised high and alert towards Li Jia coming.

Han Cheng shouted in his heart that he didn't care about why he didn't see it at all but seemed to know everything. He took a big step and ran towards Li Jia. He took more than 2 meters in one step and reached behind Li Jia in a few steps.

Li Jia was walking to the grass at this time, bent down to pick up a piece of firewood in front of him. The red snake suddenly bent its neck back and bit Li Jia's hand like an arrow from the string.

When he was about to bite, Han Cheng, who was driven, kicked out and hit the tree and fell to the ground.

Li Jia only felt picked up from behind and turned around, her chest warmed up, and then she screamed, and then she saw the red poisonous snake kicked high from the grass, her little face was so scared that it was snow-white. No matter how brave she was, she still had a natural fear of snakes and insects.