People in this world also have faith, but unlike what Yang Shan originally thought, they worship not Buddha, and of course not God, but a legendary god. It is said that this great god has an eagle-headed human body, with eight wings on his back, and holds a huge thunder hammer with his left and right hands. Whenever two hammers collide, countless thunders fall, which can tear the chaos and open up the world. He is the creation god of this world and is later known as the Thunder Ancestor.
On this continent, no matter east, west, south, north, poor, rich, old and young, they all believe in Leizu. In the palace, there is even a sacrificial position dedicated to communicating with Leizu. Outside the palace, the large and small temples that worship the statue of Leizu are all called Leizu Temples. There are also monks who practice secretly and have abbots, and they are basically all receiving lords.
Monks Sujun recite scriptures and practice daily, worship Lei Zu with a pure body and the power of faith, praying for good weather and peace, and it is said that it is very effective.
This monk Miaoyue is the abbot of one of the Leizu Temples
In fact, the profession of monks is more suitable for accepting the king. After all, they have to abstain from sex, and they are also very good at vain. They cannot even slander themselves. They must be clean and have few desires and serve the gods with all their hearts. It would be nothing if they accept the king. After all, the desire is not that strong, but the stranger cannot do it. The unique body structure makes them destined to burn their bodies every day, but they cannot comfort themselves, which is even more difficult, and it is easy to promiscuous temples.
Therefore, ordinary temples are not allowed to recruit strange people. Like this Miaoyue, you still have to hide your identity all the time. You can only stay there for many years if you are abbot. You are even more unable to escape. You can only endure it secretly.
Going back to Miaoyue, he was originally a child of an ordinary country family. He was beautiful since childhood and had a gentle personality. It can be said that he was good everywhere. However, as a stranger, he could not escape the fate of being discriminated against and bullied. Especially after his parents soon gave birth to another brother of attacking Jun, he lost his place in the family. When his younger brother became an adult, in order to allow him to marry Shoujun from a local landlord's family, his parents sold their property to raise money. Naturally, they sold him, or it would not be too much to give him away for free.
Even if the country people are poor, they are reluctant to marry Yiren. Only those who are lazy, poor, scoundrels, have problems with their character and can't marry a wife, will be willing to marry Yiren. Of course, they have no money to buy it, but they can't resist Yiren and no one wants it. In order to make him eat less food at home, Miaoyue's parents hurriedly gave him to the scoundrels in the village.
Of course he didn't want to, but he had no choice but to marry someone in tears
It would be great if I could live like this, but I could have a home. Unexpectedly, the scoundrel bullied him, but he felt very disgusted. He drove him out of the house again a few months later and didn't want him anymore
Miaoyue had nowhere to go, and with years of grievance and despair, she wanted to die. When she ran to the river, she saw a Leizu Temple again. The monks in the temple were in and out, with a peaceful expression, looking beautiful and peaceful. After hesitation, Miaoyue gave up the idea of jumping into the river and decided to become a monk and enter the Leizu Temple.
But Leizu Temple would not accept Yiren. He also gave up and simply came to the imperial capital thousands of miles away. No one here knew him, so he dressed up and entered the Leizu Temple as Suejun. However, he didn't expect that he really had the talent in this area. He caused a thunder when he was doing rituals. From then on, his identity rose. The elderly abbot was even said to be in him. He was young and had become an abbot after only four years of entering the temple. He was almost the legend of this Leizu Temple.
When standing high, there are both good and bad. The advantage is that in this temple, other monks all look up at him, allowing him to find the value of his own existence. They are no longer so painful, but the disadvantage comes from his body.
Yiren's body is too lewd. It's okay when he is not married, but once he gets married and has broken his body, he has to use twice as much strength to endure it. He is also at an age of energetic energy. His body, which has not been moistened for more than four years, is even more hungry and thirsty. It's okay when he recites scriptures during the day, but at night, his body is always turbulent. The monk's precepts are strict, and he cannot comfort himself. Not to mention how painful it is.
However, over the years, he was also exploring solutions in pain, and gradually nodding. Just like now, whenever he really couldn't bear it, he would take out the statue of Lei Zu, hug it in front of his chest, recite the scriptures silently, think about the gods, and use the faith of the soul to suppress the desire of the flesh.
This is the scene where Yang Shan saw him take out the statue
Moreover... Yang Shan had a flexible mind. Combined with the information the system told him just now, he saw that he took out the statue and there was nothing he didn't understand. It turned out that Miao Yue was burning with desire!
This is great. As the saying goes, it’s better to come early than to come by. Yang Shan gave 32 praises for his good luck!
Miaoyue held the statue in both hands and pressed it on the gauze on her chest. She wandered for a while and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked panicked, his body trembled slightly uneasy, and his legs began to rub back and forth slightly.
Under the dim candlelight, sweat beads on the smooth and tender skin shine with a tiny shimmer, full of erotic taste
Huh... Well... Miaoyue tried to take a deep breath to cover up the moans that were almost blurted out. Even after so many years, he still couldn't get used to the sudden desire. His eyebrows were frowned slightly unconsciously, and the red mole on his forehead seemed to be even more vivid.
He closed his eyes, slowly lay down on the bed, hugged Lei Zu's statue with his arms, unconsciously pressing it down to his bulging chest, and the sound of gasping became louder
It was so painful that the heat kept gushing out of the body. The chest, which was originally tangled, began to swell, and even felt like I couldn't breathe. The vagina below was itchy and numb, and a little water slowly flowed out, and the root of the flesh was half hard.
But can't touch
Miaoyue opened her mouth slightly, her red lips were delicate, and she breathed out hot breaths. Her body twisted slightly on the mattress, as if she wanted to comfort her body slightly by friction, but the results were not good. His expression was a little painful, and he let out a forbearing moan in his throat. The statue fell deeper in his chest.
This touch reminded him that Miaoyue tried hard to restore her mind, pursed her lips, and began to recite the scriptures quietly.
Yang Shan was so amused by him that you let your god bury his chest and recite the scriptures. Are you afraid that he will not feel it?
Fortunately, Miaoyue didn't know what Yang Shan was complaining, or luckily, he didn't know that he was seen by a stranger now, otherwise he might not be able to survive.
Miaoyue has always been used to chanting scriptures, but in recent years, she has become somewhat resistant. At first, it is more effective, but the effect has been gradually reduced in the past year. Especially recently, it can only barely maintain his mind, but it has no effect on his body. He is hot and flowing from nowhere, but he is desperately flowing in his body. Miaoyue's forehead has sweat, his mouth is dry, and he is desperately swallowing saliva.
…The so-called “not…huh…not stop giving in color, not stopping, not stopping sound…Ah…ha…ha…ha…that’s why…um…um…ha…that’s a passage of scripture is intermittent, Miao Yue twists her body on the bed while panting, and her waist slowly shakes, not knowing how lustful she is now
The chest was swollen and painful, almost unbearable, and I wanted to put my hands up and rub them well, but this behavior was absolutely forbidden. Miaoyue couldn't help but become irritable, and forced herself to endure the urge to rub her breasts. She only stuck her hands tightly on the statue and made a praying posture. But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the statue was sliding back and forth between her breasts under his force. Miaoyue bit her lower lip, her head couldn't help but lean back, and her breathing was even more powerful.
The statue pressed the gauze wrapped around the chest, so it also caused the gauze to shake when sliding. The rough surface rubbed slightly on the nipples. Miaoyue's body trembled and she whimpered. The force of her hands became stronger, and the roots of her thighs began to rub against each other. A small piece of her underwear was wet.
This scene opened Yang Shan's eyes. If Miaoyue moves a little bigger, it would be like masturbating with a statue of God. But Miaoyue did not. He couldn't stop moving, but he didn't dare to break the precepts, so he could only control it with hard work. He maintained this amplitude and wandered on the edge of the precepts, both lewd and abstinent, especially tempting
In fact, Miaoyue knew that this was wrong, and he was still the abbot. He should set an example and how could he do such behavior, but he couldn't control it. His body really couldn't bear it, so he didn't dare to think about it. Whether it was sliding the statue or thighs tightly, he tried hard to empty his thoughts, just thinking about the scriptures, as if these physical movements happened naturally and had nothing to do with lust, and he didn't know whether he was lying to others or himself.
Woo... The smooth skin was soaked with sweat. Although his movements were not very good, he couldn't help but start twisting his waist, and even pulled the quilt beside him and covered it with his body. It was not afraid of the cold, but to use the twisting of his body to make more skin rubbed by something to soothe his restless body.
…Huh…Ah…Ah…Uh…Um… With a place to rub, Miaoyue twisted even harder, even straightened her body, putting her exposed abdomen closer to the quilt on it, and grinding more violently. The bed was shaken by his movements. His eyes were blurred, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. He held the statue tightly, trying not to let his hands touch the places he shouldn't touch. He tried hard to recall the content of the scriptures that had been memorized as flowing, and not letting himself recall the feeling of being fucked by a man after marriage.
Although it hurts at the time, it is at least full...
Miaoyue's tightly closed eyes were a little wet, at least full of Ah. Now the hole is so empty and itchy, and the flesh wall is constantly shrinking. She hopes that there can be something to go in and insert it, but it doesn't work...
Woo... Woo... He let out a helpless whimper, and his body rubbed even harder, but the quilt was too light, so he thrust upwards, and the quilt was followed. Not to mention rubbing the genitals under it, even the abdomen would not be able to quench their thirst. He wanted to turn over and rub with the bed, but the only reason left told him that it would be really breaking the precepts, so he could only do this, like scratching the itch through the shoe, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Ah...AhAh...God...God...Ah...Miaoyue couldn't help but speed up the movement of the statue a little, and her nipples were rubbed more by gauze. His back was so aroused that he stretched straight and trembled several times. His eyes were filled with tears, and his throat made a hungry whine, and his body shook in vain on the bed, and even gradually became swaying, as if there was an invisible man on his lower body, who was fucking him with his cock. He couldn't control himself to make such a move to imitate
The dim candlelight shone his shadow on the wall. You can see black figures and bedding rolling in a ball. No one can penetrate it, but it keeps moving.
Ha Ah...Ah...Okay, so hard... Miaoyue sobbed in a low voice, I can't help it...Ah...Really, really...Woo...This time...What's going on...AhAh...
He finally turned over and kicked the quilt open, then rolled the quilt into a ball, clamped it with his legs, and trembled with his erect flesh onto the quilt
Ah!AhAh...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the miserable...
He could hardly help rub his flesh on the quilt, but the little reason left and the habit he had developed over the past four years still stopped him. He cried and stopped his movements, pressing the quilt tighter on the flesh on the quilt. The two breasts on his chest were also pressed down, and the uncontrollable tremor in the gauze
The quilt squeeze brought some comfort, but the situation did not improve much, and his breasts were still swelling and painful. The erect roots below were even more powerful. The underwear was soaked, and the pussy below was even more open and closed, and it was unbearable. He held the quilt and rolled on the bed, tears flowing all over his face.
Suddenly, Miaoyue lay on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and she couldn't move. Yang Shan thought he had fainted, so he adjusted the focus and looked over and found that Miaoyue closed her eyes tightly, sweating like rain, her eyelashes trembled violently, and her whole body was red. He shivered and tense his body, and his lower lip was about to be bitten and bleeding. He was trying to endure it until his desire subsided!
On this continent, no matter east, west, south, north, poor, rich, old and young, they all believe in Leizu. In the palace, there is even a sacrificial position dedicated to communicating with Leizu. Outside the palace, the large and small temples that worship the statue of Leizu are all called Leizu Temples. There are also monks who practice secretly and have abbots, and they are basically all receiving lords.
Monks Sujun recite scriptures and practice daily, worship Lei Zu with a pure body and the power of faith, praying for good weather and peace, and it is said that it is very effective.
This monk Miaoyue is the abbot of one of the Leizu Temples
In fact, the profession of monks is more suitable for accepting the king. After all, they have to abstain from sex, and they are also very good at vain. They cannot even slander themselves. They must be clean and have few desires and serve the gods with all their hearts. It would be nothing if they accept the king. After all, the desire is not that strong, but the stranger cannot do it. The unique body structure makes them destined to burn their bodies every day, but they cannot comfort themselves, which is even more difficult, and it is easy to promiscuous temples.
Therefore, ordinary temples are not allowed to recruit strange people. Like this Miaoyue, you still have to hide your identity all the time. You can only stay there for many years if you are abbot. You are even more unable to escape. You can only endure it secretly.
Going back to Miaoyue, he was originally a child of an ordinary country family. He was beautiful since childhood and had a gentle personality. It can be said that he was good everywhere. However, as a stranger, he could not escape the fate of being discriminated against and bullied. Especially after his parents soon gave birth to another brother of attacking Jun, he lost his place in the family. When his younger brother became an adult, in order to allow him to marry Shoujun from a local landlord's family, his parents sold their property to raise money. Naturally, they sold him, or it would not be too much to give him away for free.
Even if the country people are poor, they are reluctant to marry Yiren. Only those who are lazy, poor, scoundrels, have problems with their character and can't marry a wife, will be willing to marry Yiren. Of course, they have no money to buy it, but they can't resist Yiren and no one wants it. In order to make him eat less food at home, Miaoyue's parents hurriedly gave him to the scoundrels in the village.
Of course he didn't want to, but he had no choice but to marry someone in tears
It would be great if I could live like this, but I could have a home. Unexpectedly, the scoundrel bullied him, but he felt very disgusted. He drove him out of the house again a few months later and didn't want him anymore
Miaoyue had nowhere to go, and with years of grievance and despair, she wanted to die. When she ran to the river, she saw a Leizu Temple again. The monks in the temple were in and out, with a peaceful expression, looking beautiful and peaceful. After hesitation, Miaoyue gave up the idea of jumping into the river and decided to become a monk and enter the Leizu Temple.
But Leizu Temple would not accept Yiren. He also gave up and simply came to the imperial capital thousands of miles away. No one here knew him, so he dressed up and entered the Leizu Temple as Suejun. However, he didn't expect that he really had the talent in this area. He caused a thunder when he was doing rituals. From then on, his identity rose. The elderly abbot was even said to be in him. He was young and had become an abbot after only four years of entering the temple. He was almost the legend of this Leizu Temple.
When standing high, there are both good and bad. The advantage is that in this temple, other monks all look up at him, allowing him to find the value of his own existence. They are no longer so painful, but the disadvantage comes from his body.
Yiren's body is too lewd. It's okay when he is not married, but once he gets married and has broken his body, he has to use twice as much strength to endure it. He is also at an age of energetic energy. His body, which has not been moistened for more than four years, is even more hungry and thirsty. It's okay when he recites scriptures during the day, but at night, his body is always turbulent. The monk's precepts are strict, and he cannot comfort himself. Not to mention how painful it is.
However, over the years, he was also exploring solutions in pain, and gradually nodding. Just like now, whenever he really couldn't bear it, he would take out the statue of Lei Zu, hug it in front of his chest, recite the scriptures silently, think about the gods, and use the faith of the soul to suppress the desire of the flesh.
This is the scene where Yang Shan saw him take out the statue
Moreover... Yang Shan had a flexible mind. Combined with the information the system told him just now, he saw that he took out the statue and there was nothing he didn't understand. It turned out that Miao Yue was burning with desire!
This is great. As the saying goes, it’s better to come early than to come by. Yang Shan gave 32 praises for his good luck!
Miaoyue held the statue in both hands and pressed it on the gauze on her chest. She wandered for a while and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked panicked, his body trembled slightly uneasy, and his legs began to rub back and forth slightly.
Under the dim candlelight, sweat beads on the smooth and tender skin shine with a tiny shimmer, full of erotic taste
Huh... Well... Miaoyue tried to take a deep breath to cover up the moans that were almost blurted out. Even after so many years, he still couldn't get used to the sudden desire. His eyebrows were frowned slightly unconsciously, and the red mole on his forehead seemed to be even more vivid.
He closed his eyes, slowly lay down on the bed, hugged Lei Zu's statue with his arms, unconsciously pressing it down to his bulging chest, and the sound of gasping became louder
It was so painful that the heat kept gushing out of the body. The chest, which was originally tangled, began to swell, and even felt like I couldn't breathe. The vagina below was itchy and numb, and a little water slowly flowed out, and the root of the flesh was half hard.
But can't touch
Miaoyue opened her mouth slightly, her red lips were delicate, and she breathed out hot breaths. Her body twisted slightly on the mattress, as if she wanted to comfort her body slightly by friction, but the results were not good. His expression was a little painful, and he let out a forbearing moan in his throat. The statue fell deeper in his chest.
This touch reminded him that Miaoyue tried hard to restore her mind, pursed her lips, and began to recite the scriptures quietly.
Yang Shan was so amused by him that you let your god bury his chest and recite the scriptures. Are you afraid that he will not feel it?
Fortunately, Miaoyue didn't know what Yang Shan was complaining, or luckily, he didn't know that he was seen by a stranger now, otherwise he might not be able to survive.
Miaoyue has always been used to chanting scriptures, but in recent years, she has become somewhat resistant. At first, it is more effective, but the effect has been gradually reduced in the past year. Especially recently, it can only barely maintain his mind, but it has no effect on his body. He is hot and flowing from nowhere, but he is desperately flowing in his body. Miaoyue's forehead has sweat, his mouth is dry, and he is desperately swallowing saliva.
…The so-called “not…huh…not stop giving in color, not stopping, not stopping sound…Ah…ha…ha…ha…that’s why…um…um…ha…that’s a passage of scripture is intermittent, Miao Yue twists her body on the bed while panting, and her waist slowly shakes, not knowing how lustful she is now
The chest was swollen and painful, almost unbearable, and I wanted to put my hands up and rub them well, but this behavior was absolutely forbidden. Miaoyue couldn't help but become irritable, and forced herself to endure the urge to rub her breasts. She only stuck her hands tightly on the statue and made a praying posture. But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the statue was sliding back and forth between her breasts under his force. Miaoyue bit her lower lip, her head couldn't help but lean back, and her breathing was even more powerful.
The statue pressed the gauze wrapped around the chest, so it also caused the gauze to shake when sliding. The rough surface rubbed slightly on the nipples. Miaoyue's body trembled and she whimpered. The force of her hands became stronger, and the roots of her thighs began to rub against each other. A small piece of her underwear was wet.
This scene opened Yang Shan's eyes. If Miaoyue moves a little bigger, it would be like masturbating with a statue of God. But Miaoyue did not. He couldn't stop moving, but he didn't dare to break the precepts, so he could only control it with hard work. He maintained this amplitude and wandered on the edge of the precepts, both lewd and abstinent, especially tempting
In fact, Miaoyue knew that this was wrong, and he was still the abbot. He should set an example and how could he do such behavior, but he couldn't control it. His body really couldn't bear it, so he didn't dare to think about it. Whether it was sliding the statue or thighs tightly, he tried hard to empty his thoughts, just thinking about the scriptures, as if these physical movements happened naturally and had nothing to do with lust, and he didn't know whether he was lying to others or himself.
Woo... The smooth skin was soaked with sweat. Although his movements were not very good, he couldn't help but start twisting his waist, and even pulled the quilt beside him and covered it with his body. It was not afraid of the cold, but to use the twisting of his body to make more skin rubbed by something to soothe his restless body.
…Huh…Ah…Ah…Uh…Um… With a place to rub, Miaoyue twisted even harder, even straightened her body, putting her exposed abdomen closer to the quilt on it, and grinding more violently. The bed was shaken by his movements. His eyes were blurred, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. He held the statue tightly, trying not to let his hands touch the places he shouldn't touch. He tried hard to recall the content of the scriptures that had been memorized as flowing, and not letting himself recall the feeling of being fucked by a man after marriage.
Although it hurts at the time, it is at least full...
Miaoyue's tightly closed eyes were a little wet, at least full of Ah. Now the hole is so empty and itchy, and the flesh wall is constantly shrinking. She hopes that there can be something to go in and insert it, but it doesn't work...
Woo... Woo... He let out a helpless whimper, and his body rubbed even harder, but the quilt was too light, so he thrust upwards, and the quilt was followed. Not to mention rubbing the genitals under it, even the abdomen would not be able to quench their thirst. He wanted to turn over and rub with the bed, but the only reason left told him that it would be really breaking the precepts, so he could only do this, like scratching the itch through the shoe, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Ah...AhAh...God...God...Ah...Miaoyue couldn't help but speed up the movement of the statue a little, and her nipples were rubbed more by gauze. His back was so aroused that he stretched straight and trembled several times. His eyes were filled with tears, and his throat made a hungry whine, and his body shook in vain on the bed, and even gradually became swaying, as if there was an invisible man on his lower body, who was fucking him with his cock. He couldn't control himself to make such a move to imitate
The dim candlelight shone his shadow on the wall. You can see black figures and bedding rolling in a ball. No one can penetrate it, but it keeps moving.
Ha Ah...Ah...Okay, so hard... Miaoyue sobbed in a low voice, I can't help it...Ah...Really, really...Woo...This time...What's going on...AhAh...
He finally turned over and kicked the quilt open, then rolled the quilt into a ball, clamped it with his legs, and trembled with his erect flesh onto the quilt
Ah!AhAh...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the god...the miserable...
He could hardly help rub his flesh on the quilt, but the little reason left and the habit he had developed over the past four years still stopped him. He cried and stopped his movements, pressing the quilt tighter on the flesh on the quilt. The two breasts on his chest were also pressed down, and the uncontrollable tremor in the gauze
The quilt squeeze brought some comfort, but the situation did not improve much, and his breasts were still swelling and painful. The erect roots below were even more powerful. The underwear was soaked, and the pussy below was even more open and closed, and it was unbearable. He held the quilt and rolled on the bed, tears flowing all over his face.
Suddenly, Miaoyue lay on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and she couldn't move. Yang Shan thought he had fainted, so he adjusted the focus and looked over and found that Miaoyue closed her eyes tightly, sweating like rain, her eyelashes trembled violently, and her whole body was red. He shivered and tense his body, and his lower lip was about to be bitten and bleeding. He was trying to endure it until his desire subsided!
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