The Lord of Mount Spirit by Huang Mei Mao
《灵山君》 作者: 黄眉猫
Ch 05.03
Editor & Translator: Sonrisa t.n.t
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He struggled, unable to struggle free from the Lord of Mount Spirit, who was holding his hands. Instead, the two of them changed positions.
He was trapped in the soft quilt, while the Lord of Mount Spirit covered his body, and even said: “Today, I’ll teach you a new expression — “Being wanton during the day.”
“…”
As the bed curtains went down, most of the light was blocked out.
“It’s best to do this thing during the night. The red candles give off a warm glow, while the spring night creates a moment of… But during the day, it also has its own fun.”
The last words were said breathily against his ear. Qing Shi Jiu only felt the tip of his ear being hooked by something moist and hot. As he trembled slightly, his entire body went limp.
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Qing Shi Jiu did not know how many times he had poorly written the five words “being wanton during the day.” However, in the end, the Lord of Mount Spirit nodded solemnly: “Alright.”
His memory before falling asleep was of the light coming in through the window above and the Lord of Mount Spirit, who was only wearing an outer garment partially exposed.
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It was a scene of wedding festivities. The Lord of Mount Spirit made eight skewers of candied hawthorn sticks, ten types of pasties from the human world, two jars of home-brewed wine, and gave him three days off from learning new characters as an apology. That was when the Lord of Mount Spirit was able to coax his wife back.
The two of them stayed in the Mortal Realm for five days. When they returned back to Mount Spirit, they were carrying a huge bundle of snacks.
That very night, the Lord of Mount Spirit dug out a jar of wine, but he gave a warning first: “No more than two cups a day.”
Qing Shi Jiu repeatedly agreed. Then he took out a cup that was as big as a bowl and bashfully said: “One cup will do.”
The Lord of Mount Spirit confiscated Qing Shi Jiu’s cup and struck him on the forehead: “You’ve become bad.”
As expected, within two cups, Qing Shi Jiu was drunk. After the wine went into his belly, he began to kiss the Lord of Mount Spirit. As he was kissing him, he pushed him onto the bed and began to take off his own clothes.
Once again, it was another night of dominance and whimpering.
When he woke up the next day, the Lord of Mount Spirit took a paper with a written contract on it and placed it in front of the seething Qing Shi Jiu. The crooked sprawling characters were indeed his handwriting; even his signature and red fingerprint were in the lower right corner.
Qing Shi Jiu glanced at the content of the document: “…”
The Lord of Mount Spirit beamed smilingly: “The contract is here. Last night’s sexual intercourse was because you, wife, recommended it yourself, therefore, you, wife, cannot get angry with me because of the sexual intercourse.”
Qing Shi Jiu got even angrier.
When the Lord of Mount Spirit’s face carried a smile, his handsomeness that usually fascinated Qing Shi Jiu was particularly dazzling right at this moment: “Wife, you said you won’t be angry. Could it be that you don’t remember? Last night, I was only going to do it once, but it was you, wife, who wrapped yourself around me…”
Qing Shi Jiu could not bear it any longer and sealed this abominable mouth with his lips.
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The days passed by like running water, Qing Shi Jiu had just finished taking the Disguising Appearance Pill, then he sat by the window in a daze.
There were only five pills left.
Kong Ling’s letter never came.
The window was directly facing Xiao Yu’s pond. The Lord of Mount Spirit was collecting mermaid silk, while two clay children were following on a raised path, being dried by the scorching sun. In the pond, Xiao Yu with water in its mouth would create rain for the both of them.
When Qing Shi Jiu saw this scene, he chuckled lightly.
The days on Mount Spirit were so peaceful and tranquil. Qing Shi Jiu had already forgotten the majority of what he looked like before he came to Mount Spirit. When he recalled those memories every time, it felt as if it was a lifetime ago. When he recalled those days of grievances and oppression, he felt not even the slightest ripple in his heart.
The sufferings of the past were like a handful of ashes blown away by the wind. It was easily dispersed, leaving nothing behind.
The Lord of Mount Spirit was that wind.
Every day, he prayed in his heart. He prayed for the protection of all the gods and Buddhas. He had never asked for anything extravagant. Right now, he only wanted to stay in Mount Spirit, to always be with the Lord of Mount Spirit, and to spend his days safe and sound, auspiciously and peacefully until the end of his life.
Outside the window, when the Lord of Mount Spirit stood up straight, he appeared to be going ashore.
When Qing Shi Jiu’s eyelashes fluttered, he was just about to get off the bed, then his heart suddenly felt obstructed
“!”
It was as if an invisible hand grabbed his heart, making it hard for him to move.
Qing Shi Jiu’s legs immediately lost strength, and he rolled off the bed unconsciously, clutching his heart and curling up on the ground. His mouth and nose felt like they were blocked up by cotton, making him unable to breathe or make a sound.
His vision was blurry, and his fingers were digging weakly into the ground with blue veins popping out.
[Am I going to die?] He thought.
Then he thoroughly lost consciousness.
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