There is a mountain in Yumenguan, the mountain is in the city, and the Qi family is on the mountain.
On the north side of the mountain, there is a neat cliff. On the cliff, there is a two-story attic and a separate yard.
The yard and the attic are not big. There is a large open space in front of the attic. What is strange is that on the main peak of the Qi family, where land is precious, there is only this one house in this area.
No one dares to build a house here just because one person lives here.
Everyone in the Qi family knows that there is an ancestor of the Qi family who lives in this attic without leaving the front door all year round.
This ancestor is a terrifying second-grade strongman, the patron saint of the Qi family, and the Dinghai Shenzhen of Yumen Pass.
As long as he is here, the strong and powerful men in the north can be deterred from attacking Yumen Pass.
No one knows how old our ancestor lived. Many people have known about this ancestor since he was born. He seems to have lived a very long time.
Live as long as heaven.
But most people in the Qi family know that this ancestor has extremely perverted habits.
In the attic, the ancestor with white hair and beard woke up and sat up from the bed.
Beside the bed, kneeling were two beautiful girls of fifteen or sixteen years old.
The girls knelt all night. Their knees were stiff and painful, but they did not dare to move.
Hearing the sound of the ancestor getting up, a boy outside the door ran in quickly.
"Hurry up and help your ancestors get dressed. What are you doing standing there in a daze?!"
The boy looked about thirty years old, had a white face and a beardless face, spoke in a high-pitched voice, and pointed at the two girls with his orchid finger.
The two girls stood up quickly as if they had been granted amnesty. Their sore legs and painful knees could finally stand up and move around.
It's just that they are even more scared.
When the ancestor wakes up, it means that the torture of this day is about to begin.
"Ancestor, the water is here."
With a flattering smile on his face, the boy brought warm water and a cup for the ancestor to wash himself.
The short and fat old man put on his clothes, stretched out, and walked forward. The boy quickly knelt down and held the basin in a position where the ancestor could reach it with his hand.
The ancestor picked up the cup, filled some water, rinsed his mouth, and then turned his head.
A girl next to her immediately knelt down, raised her pretty face, and opened her mouth, not daring to show the slightest expression of displeasure or disgust.
puff!
The ancestor spit the mouthwash directly into the girl's mouth. The girl suppressed the nausea in her stomach and swallowed all the mouthwash with the overnight stench.
She forced a smile on her face, not daring to show the slightest hint of disgust.
The ancestor picked up a towel, dipped it in warm water, and wiped his face. He felt very refreshed in an instant.
Suddenly, he felt some discomfort in his throat. As people get older, there will always be some phlegm stuck in it.
He sat on the chair and waved his hand to another girl, who immediately knelt down in fear and crawled over.
"Open your mouth."
The ancestor's throat was stuck with thick phlegm, and his speaking voice was particularly unpleasant and disgusting.
The girl immediately opened her mouth, and suddenly her eyes widened in horror, guessing the terrible thing that would happen next.
Sure enough, the ancestor made a "click" sound, and a mouthful of thick phlegm stuck out of his throat, and then, with a "spit" sound, he spit it towards the girl's open cherry mouth. 33
The thick, shit-yellow phlegm, with its fishy smell, flew towards the girl's mouth like a sharp arrow.
The girl was so frightened and disgusted that she didn't dare to move, but she instinctively turned her head.
Snap!
The old phlegm with a strong smell fell on the girl's face. The girl closed her eyes tightly and trembled with fear.
When the ancestor saw this, his face suddenly darkened and he cursed angrily,
"You still dare to hide, you bitch, are you despising me?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare! I don't dare!"
The girl kowtowed repeatedly and cried for mercy.
"Go, drag her outside, beat her to death with sticks, and feed her to the dogs!"
"Slave obeys!"
The boy grabbed the girl's hair, dragged her outside, threw her into the yard, and shouted to the guards outside,
"The ancestors have an order to kill them and feed them to dogs!"
There were sounds of sticks hitting the body, and the girl was screaming for mercy at the top of her lungs. She was crying and begging her ancestors to spare her once. She would never dare to do it again. She must be obedient.
Listening to this sweet scream for mercy, the ancestor felt comfortable all over, as if this was the most beautiful music in the world.
He turned to look at the girl who took the mouthwash from him and waved.
The girl immediately crawled over and raised her head in fear.
The look in his eyes was extremely frightening.
The ancestor stretched out his hand, touched the girl's smooth chin, and smiled with satisfaction,
"You are a sensible person. Don't worry. As long as you are obedient and take good care of me, you will not die and you can still be popular and drink spicy food. Do you understand?"
The girl nodded immediately.
"Well, you're so good, come and serve me, ancestor."
The girl understood this, stretched out her white jade-like hands, untied her ancestor's belt, took out the filthy stuff that exuded a strong stench, and then opened her small mouth...
While the ancestor was enjoying the service of the girl, he waved to the servant.
"Ancestor."
The boy smiled flatteringly and turned his eyes to the girl who was hesitating. There was a deep sense of satisfaction in his eyes.
As a eunuch, he is also perverted. The more he can't get something, the more he wants to destroy it. He can't personally taste the taste of those beautiful girls, and the more he likes to see them tortured and screaming.
"I haven't paid much attention to family affairs recently, but have any new daughters grown up?"
The ancestor closed his eyes and enjoyed it, very satisfied.
The boy quickly laughed and said,
"Ancestor, don't tell me, there really is. At the end of last year, there was a martial arts conference. Guess whose family lost the champion of the middle realm battlefield?"
"You guys, I'm asking you little girl, what kind of martial arts conference are you talking about for me? What's the point of watching a group of kids fighting?"
The ancestor said dissatisfied.
"Listen to what I have to say, the champion falls to our Qi family."
"Oh, the champion of the martial arts tournament every year has nothing to do with the Qi family. He is either from the Yin Yang Sect or the Huayin Sword Sect. How come it falls to our Qi family this time? It's strange."
"That's because the one our Qi family sent there is a twenty-year-old girl. Not only is that little girl beautiful, but she also has a good body and strong martial arts. She is already in the fourth rank at such a young age."
"Twenty-year-old fourth-grade? Still a girl?"
The ancestor opened his eyes and said curiously,
"When did the Qi family have such a talented person?"
Hearing this, the boy smiled disdainfully and said,
"What? In the past, Qi Xiaoyu was a humble and humble girl. She was still a concubine. Who cared about her?"