Chapter 6

In the hazy, my consciousness seemed to have arrived at a spacious practice room.

The room is decorated in traditional Chinese style, with the floor and walls in traditional wooden structures. Purple wood hanging beams on the ceiling, and a large ink-wash word hanging on the wall, full of majesty and evil spirits. However, the huge mirror standing on the wall on one side of the practice room destroyed the antique temperament.

Seeing this extremely awkward element in the entire classical atmosphere, I immediately realized that this is not the place where I practice Xingyiquan since I was a child?

And the middle-aged man in white dress in front of me who was full of vicissitudes of life is my father!

I was about to bend down to my father according to the etiquette of the competition venue, but as soon as I moved my body, I felt something swelling on my shoulders.

Somehow, my wrists crossed and twisted back behind my back, tied together and hung high behind my head, and couldn't move at all.

And his shoulders were forced to spread outwards and his chest was raised high. Not to mention saluting, he was extremely difficult to bow and bend down.

It was not until this time that I discovered my situation through the mirror on the wall.

I saw a girl who was seven or eight years old and stood tall in the mirror.

Although her simple and clean melon-shaped face has a slight dusty look, her bright eyes and white teeth, and her face is beautiful, revealing a heroic beauty.

But at this moment, the girl's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her hair on her forehead was soaked in sweat, and she was stuck to her face in a mess.

The yellow hemp rope was tightly wrapped around her white long-sleeved outfit in a large-tied style, twisting her hands back and hanging high behind her back, and her shoulders were extremely cut back by the two hemp ropes. Only half of the upper arms bound by the rope were seen from the front of the mirror.

The girl was forced to raise her head and her chest. The white training suits wet with sweat were tightly attached to her body, outlining a slender and light figure. Even under the effect of the two hemp ropes crossed on her chest, it also highlighted the slightly raised green outline. As the girl's rapid breathing sounds rose and fell, giving people a sense of pity.

For me, although this bonding is tightly fit, it is not very uncomfortable, but it is just that it is difficult for the upper body to move.

It really made me frown slightly, sweating all over my body, but it was a huge water tank that was taller than me.

My legs were posing in a standard horse stance and stood on the water tank, with a pair of white training shoes stepping on the smooth edge of the tank.

His legs spread to both sides, his thighs parallel to the ground, but his upper body was forced to raise his head and chest, and his body kept shaking back and forth, struggling to maintain balance on the less than inch of foothold.

If it weren't for the rope that was connected to the back of the rope, I would be afraid that I would fall from the water tank if I accidentally fell.

Even so, my body still shaking back and forth involuntarily, and my legs were trembling constantly.

How many times have I told you!Horse stance, horse stance, you must look straight ahead with your head and chest out, as if you are really riding a horse.What is the stance of your stance when you keep your head down and your chest?At this time, my father's stern voice sounded. Although our Xingyiquan is not as scrutinized as those who practice Baguazhang, the lower plate is the foundation of martial arts. You can't stand firmly in your basic horse stance. How can you inherit the Xingyiquan of our Shen family?I'm tied up you up now, let's see how you bent down while squatting?You stand on it for 4 hours first. If you don’t stand firmly and fall into the water tank, hum, just hang it there!After saying that, my father turned around and left, disappearing without a trace.

I had no impression in my mind in a daze. I didn’t think about how my father would appear, nor did I think about how my kung fu had surpassed my father, so I couldn’t stand firmly in my basic horse stance. I only knew that I made my father angry again.

In the midst of anxiety, it became even more difficult to support it. The upper body was forced to raise its head and chest, and the legs, especially the knees, were sore and weak. The body trembled more and more violently, making it more difficult to maintain balance. I could only use the ropes hanging from the vest to maintain the horse stance.

But I finally persisted for more than an hour. Just as I was adjusting my breath, I didn't lift it up. My knees, which remained unchanged for an entire hour, suddenly became weak and my feet slipped, and I fell off the edge of the tank.

The rope that was originally hanging from behind was pulled straight at this moment, hanging my whole body tightly in the air, and my hanging body kept spinning in the water tank.

The weight of my entire body was concentrated on the knot behind my back, and my shoulders and arms supported all my weight. The ropes that were tightly attached to my body slowly contracted under the action of gravity. Every time my body shakes, it will pull the ropes on my arms and shoulders, causing bursts of severe pain.

The yellow hemp rope strung across the white training suit was deeply trapped in the flesh, which hurt like a knife. The hands hanging high behind them were hung higher under the action of gravity, and the shoulder joints were pulled as if they were torn.

The severe pain suddenly brought me back to reality, and at the same time, the mechanical and cold voice of the Lord God sounded in my ears: It is 8 am Japanese time now, and the last reincarnation person has arrived at Sakura Academy.All reincarnation people must appear in Sakura Academy before 8 o'clock every day in the next three days, otherwise they will fail directly.

I've arrived at school?However, after the Lord God's notification, my competitor has just arrived at the school, and I am afraid that I have been tied up here for a long time. It seems that the man is indeed not my opponent Ah.After listening to the Lord’s prompt, I subconsciously analyzed it in my mind, and then the next moment I immediately woke up and it turned out that I was having a dream.

It was the first time I practiced martial arts at the age of seven. Because I was unable to squat properly, my father tied up a lot and was punished to stand in a water tank.

I remember that at that time, because my feet were unstable, I was hung in the air for a full three hours.

After my father put me down and loosened me, my hands were still twisted behind me and I couldn't get it in front of me. My whole body was sore. With the help of potions and massage, it took two days to recover.

This is also the first time I have been tied up in my life. I often appeared in my dreams for a while. Perhaps this is also the reason why I subconsciously tied up tightly. In addition to the shame of ordinary women, there is also an inexplicable impulse and fascination.

But since I became a martial arts master and defeated my father, I haven’t dreamed of this scene for a while. Why do I suddenly dream about it now?

Thinking of this, I subconsciously opened my eyes and looked around, and then I discovered the reason.

The black cloth that was covering my eyes had been removed, and the big mouth ball and bra that had been blocked in my mouth and forced my upper and lower jaws to open, but because the mouth ball was gagged for too long, the stiff chin was still difficult to close for a while. The crystal clear saliva dripped down her lips, dripping onto my naked chest along with the water droplets dripping from the drooping hair.

My upper body was also tightly tied by the rope in the way of Guanyin before and after hand. The rope was tightly wrapped around my smooth and naked body without any looseness. My shoulders were forced to spread, tightly connected from the elbow to the wrist.

The rope that was soaked and contracted by water was wrapped hard on my exposed smooth skin, and the entire upper bust seemed to be occupied by a wire mesh.

The ropes that tied the breasts up and down and across the chest from the roots still firmly held the position without any loosening.

It would be fine if I was blinded before and couldn't see it, but now I just feel shocking: a pair of huge breasts were tied from the root by a rope to two large spherical shapes. Under the long-term pressure, the two huge breast balls were red due to congestion, and even a little purple. A series of green blood tendons floated on the surface of the skin. If I just kept it like this, it would probably die of blood blockage.

Fortunately, the pressure on my waist and lower body is gone. Although my chest is towering like a mountain, my breasts block the view and cannot see the specific situation clearly, although my waist and private garden are numb and swollen, and there are sometimes tingling like electric shocks, I know that the rope that has caused me to suffer in the woods has been untied.

The pressure from the shoulders and chest up and down like a knife cut told me that the rope that tied my waist and lower body before was probably used on my back.

I forced my head to look around. Although my wet hair was hanging in a mess, blocking part of my vision, I still clearly found that I was on the rooftop of the school teaching building. A dark hemp rope soaked in water tied the knot at the intersection of my vest, hanging me up on the horizontal bar in front of the stairs at the entrance of the rooftop.

Hanging on the same horizontal bar are my soaked pantyhose, underwear, bra, shoes, etc., and even the shirt, jacket and handbag that were taken off before being tied up were hung on my left and right... Of course, in other words, I am now hanging naked, with my two free slender legs trying to straighten down to touch the ground.

Unfortunately, even though my height is the best among boys of the same year, no matter how straight my toes are, it is still a little distance from the ground, and it seems that someone has calculated it correctly.

Because my hanging body was only tied with ropes, my weight was borne by the knot in the vest. Under the influence of gravity, the ropes between my shoulders, chest, elbows, arms, and wrists were all pulled tightly.

The rope that had been trapped in the flesh before was strung deeper like a knife cut, sinking deeper into my naked body, especially the two ropes tied up and down my breasts. Since it happened to be struck by the part with the most fat around, the rope had completely sank into the flesh.

Therefore, the arms that were forced to twist extremely reversely caused severe pain in the shoulder and elbow joints. Even though I had practiced martial arts for many years, I couldn't help but tremble, pushing my chest forward desperately to relieve the colic on my shoulders, but doing so made the hemp rope around my arms tighter.

Just now, as I looked around, my body twisted, my hanging body was involuntarily swaying in the air. Every shaking would pull the rope on my arms and shoulders, causing a burst of severe pain.

The two breasts on the chest were shaking and were shaken up and down, left and right, causing pain.

The tightly bound body no longer felt pain because of habit, but now the area tightened by the rope has begun to hurt again.

This severe pain is probably the reason why I dreamed of being hung up in my dream.

Fortunately, although the forearms were tighter and there was no gap, the arms had already lost consciousness due to blood obstruction and numbness, and were tolerated.

I closed my eyes, adjusted my breathing, and relaxed myself as much as possible to keep my body still, so as to slightly adapt to the current situation of being tightly tied and hanging.

The woman's body is originally soft, and I have practiced since I was a child. When I relaxed, I quickly adapted to the ropes and the pain was a little relaxed.

But the problem arises again.

My chest was originally bound by ropes so that my breathing was very rapid. After all the weight was pressed on my chest, my breathing was extremely difficult. During the relaxation and deep breathing, I kept pulling the ropes up and down my chest. The pain of tightness was slightly relieved, and there was a strange sour feeling spreading from the base of my breasts, making my face hot and my whole body hot. The two delicate and cherries were even itchy.

But my hands were tied tightly behind my back and I had no choice but to help but calm my body began to twist involuntarily again.

In this way, the pain and itchyness alternately impacted my body, and my whole body became dry and sensitive, and the mysterious garden in my lower body was wet, and from time to time, liquid flowed down my still free thighs. I don’t know if it was sweat or the river that had not yet dried, or... Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but clamp my legs tightly, and my face was burning uncomfortable. Even though my wet naked body was trembling with the cold wind, I didn’t feel cold.

Subconsciously, my shy gaze suddenly caught something.

Just in front of my sight, in front of my snow-white and delicate breasts, a piece of A4 paper with black letters on white is spreading on the ground.

My eyesight is very good. Although it is a bit far away from me, I can see the words on it very clearly.

The paper is written in Japanese: Hello Senior Sister Qingxiang, today's game made you unconscious and hurt you. I am very sorry.I hang you and your clothes on the rooftop floor, hoping to dry them soon.I stuck a utility knife in your watch, and you can use it to loosen it yourself at any time.Of course, you should move faster. This rooftop is facing the school gate. After 8 o'clock, students will come in and out one after another. If they look up, they may see some pictures that you don't want to be seen... Finally, I hope I can play this game with you in the future. A junior who has liked you for a long time will pay homage to you.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel frightened. I didn't have the heart to complain about the infinite world, so that people could automatically understand all languages. After 8 o'clock, the students would enter the campus one after another, so anxious that sweat beads on my head kept oozing out.

Looking up from a distance, I saw four student union officers standing on both sides of the school gate wearing armbands, and students walked into the school gate one after another.

Although no one looked at the rooftop now.

But let's not mention whether anyone would look up. Even if no one noticed that Qingxiang Riko, who was admired by everyone on the rooftop of the teaching building, was tightly tied and hung with hemp ropes, if a student walked onto the rooftop at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, I quickly fumbled with my hands to find the so-called utility knife.

Fortunately, there was indeed a stick-shaped thing stuck in the watch, stuck in the middle of my relatively tight wrist.

It was just that because I was tied up for too long, my hands were almost completely lost and I couldn't even hold my fists.

If I hadn't known the location of the knife and deliberately perceived it, I would hardly feel the existence of the knife.

What's more, the originally slender and slender fingers were even more congested and swollen, no longer as flexible as before. I was so tired that I had to take out the knife sandwiched in the middle and open it.

Even if I got the knife, my wrists were tied into a backhand Guanyin posture with both hands facing upwards, and I couldn't move. The knife could not cut the rope tied to my wrists at all.

This made me sweat so much that I was anxious. I saw more and more students coming in and out of the door. As long as one of them looked up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

I started to ignore it and used my swollen and gradually numb fingers to push the knife out desperately, but the more I was anxious, the more I made a mistake. Instead, my body twisted involuntarily under anxiety, and the hemp rope strapped to the base of my breasts was accidentally pulled by the rope that was pulled. Under the stimulation of the strong friction, my body became soft and lost strength.

With a snap, the knife that had just been taken out of the watch fell to the ground, and then I also fell to my hope of finding freedom.