Chapter Twenty-Four Nightmare

  I am still riding a horse, as if I had forgotten the pain of just riding a horse.

  I am walking slowly on horseback across the vast grassland.

  This is an extremely familiar scene for me.

  There were several attendants behind him, I tried hard to recognize them, but couldn't recall a single one.

  "Master! The city seems to be on fire!" A sudden cry came from beside his ear.

  Is Zhao here?

  I turned around and looked around, but couldn't find his figure anywhere.

  It's Zhao Cheng's voice!

  "Brother! Hurry back!" Another anxious cry.

  "Xiao Dai?" I couldn't help but call out.

  The answer to my question was the whistling wind on the grassland.

  I couldn't help but shudder.

  The people who were originally following me closely suddenly dispersed, immediately turned their heads in unison and rushed towards the city.

  "Wait for me......" One after another, indistinguishable black shadows flashed past me, I let out a weak groan, and could only urge the horse to gallop with all its might towards Jizhou City.

  Rolling thick smoke rose into the sky, a group of people and horses retreated from the city in a long line.

  I saw at a glance that the leader was a man of rough and large features, with a short beard under his chin, obviously paying attention to his appearance every day.

  What's going on?!

  He also noticed me and said something to the people around him, then everyone burst out laughing.

  What did he say?

  I strained forward but couldn't hear anything.

  Not even laughter can be heard!

  All I see in his eyes is the smugness revealed when he laughs.

  I couldn't hear anything else, and all I could see was him.

  "Give me your life!" A voice in my heart roared, I kicked the horse's belly with the tip of my foot, and the horse galloped forward wildly after feeling pain.

  Break through the clouds and disperse the fog!

  The long spear in his hand was slightly drawn back and then shot out straight as an arrow.

  My palms were full of sweat, and the long gun almost flew out of my hands.

  Han Sui was still smiling.

  The sharp spearhead had pierced his breastplate.

  He didn't move at all.

  But I ended up with nothing.

  Gun?

  Where is my gun?!!!

  My hand is empty, where did the gun I was holding just now go?

  The sweat in his palm is still flowing, but the long gun is no longer there.

  Han Sui lifted me up by the collar of my clothes and held me high, while the little pony I was sitting on ran straight out without stopping.

  I struggled desperately, but the more I struggled, the harder it was to breathe.

  Han Sui's mouth opened wide, revealing a ferocious smile.

  I have never seen such a hideous smile: as if two pieces of tattered cloth that were originally sewn together with needle and thread had split open again at the seams, their edges jagged and terrifying.

  I just felt a tightness around my neck and was already choking for breath.

  Then I felt my body move, and there were horseshoes clattering beside my ears.

  I've found that feeling of carsickness again: when I ride a horse myself, it doesn't feel so bad, but after being lifted up, it's like riding a tricycle and bouncing around, my stomach feels unbearably uncomfortable and nauseous.

  Then a dizziness hit me in the head, followed by a sudden relaxation of my chest, and I was slammed to the ground with great force, sending me flying several meters away.

  Han Sui was still laughing loudly, silently and soundlessly.

  He drove his horse slowly in a direction away from me for dozens of steps, then stopped and turned around.

  I know what he's going to do now.

  He raised his whip and held it high above his head before bringing it down hard on the horse's rump!

  The western cool horse neighed and swung its four large iron hooves, galloping on the flat grassland.

  Horses' hooves trampled on the soft wild grass, and in my ears it was like hearing a loud thunder.

  It was just a few breaths later when Han Shui rushed up to me.

  He squeezed his legs together and the horse suddenly jumped up about one zhang (3.3 meters) away from me.

  The sky suddenly darkened.

  On top of my head were four large horse hooves, and I could even see the texture on them clearly.

  Iron hooves are merciless, whizzing down!

  I panicked and rolled to one side in a flurry.

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  A sudden warmth on her buttocks.

  Is it the temperature of the flowing blood?

  I struggled to turn over.

  His arm had already been tightly pressed down by someone's hands.

  I can feel that these two hands are not big and are still trembling.

  The power is also extremely small, almost negligible.

  Then I opened my eyes.

  What I saw was that shy little sister.

  I raised my head and accidentally bumped into her soft chest.

  Not soft at all, and with hard ribs showing through.

  This is obviously the chest of an underdeveloped girl.

  Then, the girl quickly blushed.

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  I lay alone on the bed, with a sheepskin blanket draped over my waist and back, and I must have fallen into a deep sleep.

  There was no one else in the room anymore.

  Apart from these two sisters I picked up.

  Sister used a hot towel to apply to the swollen part of my buttocks, and then gently pressed on the towel with her small hand. I had just fallen asleep too deeply and didn't feel this gentle touch at all.

  My sister pressed down on my arms, probably because I wasn't very honest when I was sleeping.

  The two sisters had already taken a bath, and their skin was white and tender after washing. They changed into a clean set of clothes, combed their soft and shiny black hair, and although they were still young, their figures were not yet fully developed. However, the two little girls did not need heavy makeup to have curved eyebrows like distant mountains, bright eyes like autumn water, wrists as white as jade, and delicate skin that seemed almost transparent. They looked even more like obedient and lovely maidens who were a must-have for any young master's household!

  It's really hard to come by! Even the two little girls I picked up from the roadside can make me marvel at the greatness of the creator! What is this called? Ghostly craftsmanship? Survival of the fittest? Adaptation? Damn it! I must have gone crazy, my brain has been bitten by a pig.

  Whatever it's called, at least this young master now has beauties serving him. In ancient times, perhaps the productive forces were not developed, the production relations were not harmonious, the social system was imperfect, and the laws and regulations were inhumane, which could not satisfy the people's growing material and cultural needs. However, just this point that I, as a man, can support two beauties as maids is enough to make me admire my Chinese nation's long history, vast territory, rich resources, successive emperors' wisdom and sacredness, people living in peace and contentment, the four great inventions astonishing heaven and earth, moving ghosts and gods, material and cultural levels changing daily, GDP, GNP, Gini coefficient and other indicators all occupying the first place globally for two thousand years!

  I was so excited that I couldn't help but lift up my body a little.

  "Master... lie down properly and let me apply some ointment for you." My sister said in a soft voice, stretching out her hand to gently press on my back.

  I didn't think and continued to lie down obediently, feeling a pair of slender white hands as soft as boneless, gently pressing on my two red and swollen buttocks. Although there was still a thick layer of towel in between, my pure and innocent young heart couldn't help but sway with her touch...

  After hot compress is a cold compress.

  An icy towel clung tightly to my buttocks, and although her movements were extremely gentle, I still shuddered.

  "I seem to have forgotten to ask," I was dazed for a while, and it wasn't until the cold water stimulated me that I slightly came back to my senses. "What are your sisters' names?"

  Careless! I was careless for such a long time, this question should have been asked on the horseback... I couldn't help but fall into deep self-blame again.

  I clearly felt the girl behind me suddenly pause for a moment and then resume.

  "The name 'Nu Bi' was given by Master Bian after I entered the Bian Manor. My original name has long been forgotten."

  "Oh? I don't remember?"

  "It is... Now my sister has entered the Ma Manor again, and I beg Young Master to bestow another name."

  Her voice was low and melancholic, she tried to hide it, but still revealed a hint of loss.

  My heart skipped a beat as I turned to look at this poor yet lovely girl, and suddenly another poor yet lovely girl popped into my mind.