The King of Curses

Chapter 284: A Touch of Furor

Chapter 284: A Touch of Furor
"Let's have some fun together."

The girl's face turned red as if she had a fever, and her voice trembled, but she still insisted on completing her words.

"Brother won't mind dirt, right?"

*
A few hours later.

On a quiet winter night, the room is as warm as spring. The glass blocks out the cold outside, and the comfortable warm air blows on the window, leaving a misty water stain.

The mechanical clock on the wall points to twelve o'clock.

An Zhizhen, wearing pajamas, walked through the corridor and came to the door of her lover's room. She bent her fingers and knocked on it. Then she heard a noisy noise coming from inside. Someone inside was hurriedly packing up and getting dressed.

"Dongsheng, are you asleep? If you are asleep, then tomorrow..."

"No! I'm not... I'll be right there, just a moment."

After a while, Cen Dongsheng opened the door.

"There are guests coming to visit this city. The invitation you have been waiting for has finally arrived."

As An Zhizhen spoke, her eyes fell on the man's face, looking at his expression of panic and embarrassment, which was pretending to be calm but still difficult to conceal, looking at his disheveled collar, looking at the water stains around his mouth and the bite marks on his shoulders, some of which were still bleeding slightly.

Then, she looked past the tall man and saw a high school girl sitting on the bed behind him, slowly putting on her stockings.

The covers on the bed were in a messy heap, with pillows and a few coats scattered on the floor.

There was a pot of tea brewing on the table, with the steaming white mist emitting the fragrance of tea; but in addition to that, the room was filled with another orchid-like fragrance, fresh and rich.

"Yeah, that's great."

Cen Dongsheng said, and he smiled.

An Zhizhen retracted her gaze and returned it to the man again.

"You look happy?"

"Hmm? Of course, you know I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

"I thought I was happy because I got to taste the delicious food I had been craving tonight."

"Ah ha ha……"

Cen Dongsheng grabbed his hair, so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into. But An Zhizhen obviously didn't intend to let him escape. She grabbed the man's hand with a tough attitude and came to Yi Qingyan who was sorting out her clothes.

There was a drunken blush on the girl's pretty face, and the cool silk petticoat could not cover all her skin, and traces of messy water and bright red could be seen on the exposed areas.

The usually clear and bright eyes were now covered with a layer of hazy mist, and it was obvious that he was still immersed in passion.

"Brother, I need to go back to my room and change my socks. This one is dirty..."

Yi Qingyan muttered softly. When she heard footsteps, she raised her head and saw An Zhizhen's face. She then showed a surprised expression, as if he had just noticed her arrival.

...This is obviously impossible.

At the same time, the female high school student was holding a pair of knee-high socks that she had just put on and taken off, with sticky stains remaining on them.

To An Zhizhen, this was a familiar sight, including the smell in the room. She often had skin-to-skin contact with Cen Dongsheng, so a woman could tell what had just happened at a glance.

The man subconsciously tried to cover it up, but Yi Qingyan obviously had no such idea - or rather, this unconcealed lewd look was meant for her to see.

An Zhizhen's emotions did fluctuate rarely. She said angrily and amusedly:
"You two are really ridiculous."

"You did it first."

Yi Qingyan snorted lightly and rubbed her face, trying to restore her usual cold expression in front of her competitors. Unfortunately, the lazy blush on her face after being bathed in wind and rain could not be dispelled for a while.

"You never care about me, even though I live under the same roof with you guys every day."

"Because I am his lover."

How can one answer this question as a matter of course?

"me too!"

"You are too young."

"Say something like that again... You said it yourself, I'll be an adult in a few months! And if we're talking about the age at which one can have consensual sex, then it's even earlier!"

Yi Qingyan refused to give in.

"...Sister Qingyan, I think it's really embarrassing for us to quarrel over this."

An Zhizhen held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless.

"Then stay out of my business."

"Well, that's right. Now is not the time to worry about such trivial matters."

Cen Dongsheng tried to smooth things over carefully.

"We have... By the way, what did Sister Zhizhen say just now? We have guests coming to visit? Is it Meng Huafan's people?"

The elder sister glanced at him.

"Yeah, that's right."

*
King of Bliss, whose real name is Meng Huafan, was one of the six surviving "ancestors" of the Chinese region before Cen Dongsheng's rebirth, and the ruler of the Cangdong region.

At this age, he does not yet have a large enough power to control the entire region, but he has established several curse-master organizations centered around him, each with a different disguise.

Unlike An Zhizhen or Zhang Shidao, he did not put the Super Working Committee and the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting on the table, but adhered to secrecy, and only kept a high profile himself. This approach was more like the future Nether King.

According to information leaked by core members directly under the King of Bliss' headquarters, within the organization, the King of Bliss' forces are collectively referred to as "Soul-Stirring Caves", and these "caves" have different identities on the surface. Some of them not only receive curse masters, but also ordinary people, in order to expand their influence.

For example, there is the "Wuxiangmen" which involves the medical and medical beauty industries, and the "Hongfenyu" which involves the entertainment and hotel industries and is said to also be involved in the flesh trade.

Because of its complex organizational structure, King Ji Le's power covers both the black and white worlds, and its influence and radiation are amazing. Its connections with underground forces, illegal black markets and criminal organizations are no less close than those of some sorcerer groups. At the same time, its huge influence internationally is also well-known.

This was somewhat restrained after he became the leader of the Cangdong region, and he cut ties with his past influence.

However, a considerable number of spell-breakers believe that King Bliss has not changed at all. He simply hid his roots in places that ordinary people cannot reach, and changed his skin to continue to be the overlord of the underground world.

Sects like Wuxiangmen and Hongfenyu are all part of the King of Bliss's power. In addition, there is an independent organization that specializes in operating a luxury cruise ship sailing on the sea.

That is the "Mirage".

The Mirage is the favorite work of King Bliss himself. It can be called a "moving palace on the sea" and is specially used to entertain his important guests.

It was first opened to the public in early 2011, which was the purpose of Cen Dongsheng's trip.

Although the Mirage has been open to the public several times since this year, the number of guests invited will never be as large as this time.

This "Bliss Feast" was a special event for King Bliss himself and the Mirage, and also for this turbulent era. Spell-binding masters from all over the world were widely invited and came one after another. This was a grand event that would go down in history.

If we want to make a comparison, the Shanyin Ghost Market also gathers curse masters from all corners of the world, all kinds of people? The composition is complicated, but this is the normal state of the market. In terms of the level of excitement, it is still not as good as this bliss feast.

The guests of King Paradise are not only of higher standard and more representative, but also include a considerable number of foreign spell-casters.

It is impossible to get such a big thing going overnight.

A month and a half ago, before Cen Dongsheng set out for Shanyin Ghost Market, Meng Huafan's subordinates began to run around busy under the orders of their leader, using their own connections to win over various forces and send out invitations.

Such a big move attracted the close attention of the Super Working Committee. But despite the big move, it can be seen that their behavior is still very cautious. At first, the invitees were mainly local second- and third-tier spell-forbidden groups and organizations. Large organizations like the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting had to go through several rounds of mutual testing.

As for the Paranormal Response Working Committee, which is nominally the only "official organization" at present and is setting up branches in major cities across the country, the people of the "Cave of Ecstasy" send out invitations through the personal relationships of some internal personnel.

Of course, this could not be hidden from An Zhizhen's eyes, so it was equivalent to passing the information to her.

……

The next day, Cen Dongsheng and An Zhizhen were chatting at the Chaogong Committee headquarters in Tianhai City. The man heard the above from her and had a clear idea of the current situation. "So, Sister Zhizhen has accepted the invitation?"

"Yes. I have a guest to meet today. He is the 'messenger' sent by Meng Huafan who arrived in Tianhai City last night."

"Oh……"

He nodded.

This time we have to get down to business. We can't always spend our time on love affairs and romantic matters.

Cen Dongsheng thought to himself while quietly observing An Zhizhen's expression. He saw that she had a calm smile on her face, which was no different from usual.

As expected of an elder sister, even though something... embarrassing happened in her bedroom yesterday, she is still doing her job seriously today.

Thinking of this, the man calmed down and became serious.

……

Ten minutes later, King Bliss's messenger arrived at the building.

Secretary Kong Yinlian pushed open the door and led people in.

This man was wearing a black robe and a hood. When he saw An Zhizhen sitting above him, he took off his hat very respectfully and knelt down without hesitation.

Judging from his behavior, he seemed to be used to it.

Just like the ancient ministers kneeling to worship the emperor... no, to be precise, it is the devout believers kneeling to worship the gods.

This is a thin, pale-skinned, bald man with abnormal protrusions on his bones. The most amazing thing is the flame-like luster flowing under his skin, which makes him look more like a puppet than a flesh-and-blood human. The shell is made of carbon, and inside are electronic circuits and transistors.

Marrow Candle Monk...

Cen Dongsheng recognized this person at a glance.

They are members of the "Wuxiang Sect" under King Ji Le. It is said that they have undergone cruel body transformation that combines the power of curses and modern precision surgery. They have gained extraordinary powers at the cost of their lifespan and humanity. Each of them lives a life like an ascetic.

They worshipped the King of Bliss and developed a set of doctrines centered on Meng Huafan, the main purpose of which was to achieve spiritual liberation through the pursuit of physical pain and the pursuit of what they called the "Pure Land."

Including the guy in front of him, he looks like the cyber-age cyborg in science fiction novels, exuding a psychedelic and surreal atmosphere.

"You got something to deliver?"

An Zhizhen, who was sitting behind the table, was indifferent to his prostration and asked casually.

"Yes."

After kneeling down, the monk Suizhu replied in a hoarse voice.

He took a letter out of his pocket, lowered his head, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

An Zhizhen opened the envelope and took out the contents of the letter.

The letter was handwritten by Meng Huafan himself. It mainly just greeted An Zhizhen, said some polite words and extended an invitation. It didn't seem like there was anything special about it.

"Okay, I received the letter."

After reading, An Zhizhen put the letter aside.

"Is there anything else?"

The marrow candle monk kneeling on the ground shook his head.

"Okay, you can go."

"Yes."

The marrow candle monk maintained his kneeling posture and dragged himself backwards for several meters before he stood up and followed the secretary who was waiting outside the door quietly.

During the whole process, the messenger only responded with two words "yes". He came and left quickly.

……

"This...is it over?"

Cen Dongsheng was stunned.

"He was just delivering a letter for someone, so of course he left after delivering it."

An Zhizhen put on a lazy look. There were only two of them in the office, and the elder sister no longer maintained her serious appearance in front of others.

The woman crossed her long and plump legs and kicked the man's knee with her high heels.

"Then it's our turn."

"……what?"

Cen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment.

"'Ah' what? You don't think what happened last night is over?"

Sister Zhizhen held her chin with her hand, wrinkled her nose slightly, and let out a muffled snort to express her dissatisfaction.

This kind of little girl-like expression of anger is rarely seen from her, who is always mature and tolerant.

"Cen Dongsheng, are you very proud now?"

"Uh... I, I didn't..."

So elder sister is still angry?
"How can I let you go so easily?"

She stared into Cen Dongsheng's eyes.

"At first, I thought I could tolerate your 'misbehavior' as long as I could make the situation favorable to me... It seems that I underestimated the feeling of jealousy, or it's because I like you too much that it's difficult to suppress the ups and downs of my emotions."

"……Feel sorry."

Cen Dongsheng sighed, sat down obediently in front of the woman, put his hands on his knees like a student, ready to accept punishment.

In the final analysis, it was all because of his fickleness. As a lover, An Zhizhen's performance was already perfect, and he was the one who made the mistakes all the time.

"You can... uh, just hit me to vent your anger?"

"Hit you? How?"

The elder sister blinked and raised her hand as if she was waving something.

"Like, whip you?"

Huh? What is this game?
Cen Dongsheng looked embarrassed, but he still nodded.

"If Sister Zhizhen wants, I'm willing to accompany you. If doing so can make you feel better..."

"Forget it. I can't bear to do that."

An Zhizhen kicked his knee with her high heels again, but this time she changed to rubbing on his trouser legs.

"However, a little bit of bullying like this is fine. I think you like it. Yesterday, I asked Qingyan to play this kind of adult game with you."

Cen Dongsheng blushed and was speechless due to the teasing.

"Okay, no one will bother us today. So, you should think about how to satisfy me and stay with me until I am no longer angry..."

The woman smiled, full of charm.