Under the hazy moonlight, Zhang Xiaofan traversed mountains and ridges and finally reached the entrance of Jiulong Village. Looking at the familiar bluestone path and the simple and unsophisticated stilt houses one by one, he felt a sense of long-lost nostalgia and was also a bit excited inside.
In the dead of night, there were occasional barks of dogs. Since Zhang Xiaofan, who had been missing for eight years, had suddenly returned, he didn't want to disturb the villagers. Relying on the memories in his mind, he made his way towards his home.
"After all these years, the village hasn't changed at all. Alas! It's still so backward."
Zhang Xiaofan arrived in front of his house. As he saw the scenes along the way when entering the village, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Only then did he reach out his hand to push the door open.
However, just at this moment, before his hand could touch the door, the door creaked and opened automatically.
Since all of his family members were no longer around, and the door opened automatically in the middle of the night, Zhang Xiaofan was immediately startled and quickly took a step back: "Could it be that there's a ghost in the house!"
At the same time, there was a woman in the house with her hair disheveled. By the light of the moon, one could see that this woman was extremely beautiful. At this moment, she was wearing a thin white bikini, and her two white and tender beautiful legs were straight and long.
Seeing the woman dressed like this, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a rush of blood in his body...
"Damn it! Why is there such a beautiful female ghost living in my house..."
The woman was holding a washbasin and seemed to want to go out into the courtyard to take a cold shower. Suddenly, she saw a handsome and delicate-looking man standing in front of her without saying a word. She was also greatly startled. The washbasin fell to the ground with a clatter, and she became flustered, opening her mouth to let out a scream.
Zhang Xiaofan was quick in his movements. In an instant, he was in front of the woman. He covered her mouth with both hands and wrapped his other arm around her slender waist:
"Don't make a sound. Who are you? Why are you living in my house!"
At the same time, Zhang Xiaofan also asked, fearing that if the woman made a commotion, she would wake up the whole village and cause unnecessary trouble.
"This is my house! Where did this lecher come from? You'd better let go of me quickly, or I'll shout, and the villagers will come and beat you to death right away!"
The woman's voice was very pleasant, like the chirping of an oriole. But now she seemed a bit scared, and her words were a bit hesitant. Her plump and mature body seemed to be wriggling, trying to break free from Zhang Xiaofan's embrace.
With the woman dressed like this and being held like this, the soft feeling was simply overwhelming. It was really too comfortable.
Zhang Xiaofan's breathing began to become erratic. He had never touched a woman since he was a child, and this was the first time. Standing too close, he could smell the mature and fresh fragrance on the woman's body. His mind felt a bit dizzy, and even went blank for a moment, and his heart was pounding wildly.
Zhang Xiaofan also realized that his state of mind was a bit unsteady. After quickly saying something, he let go of the woman: "I'll let you go if you don't shout."
After letting go of the woman, Zhang Xiaofan took a few steps back to show that he had no malicious intent. Standing there tall and straight, there was a faint sense of being ethereal, as if he was untouched by the mundane world.
His hand, however, quietly placed on his pants, pressing down on the "rebellious flashlight" in his pants, otherwise he would have been a bit embarrassed in front of this beautiful woman.
"My name is Zhang Xiaofan, and this is my house. Why are you living here? Don't tell me this is your house. Just by listening to your accent, I know you're a woman from Zhuque City."
Zhang Xiaofan saw the woman pick up the basin from the ground and hold it in front of her chest to protect herself. She cautiously looked at him by the light of the moon, her autumn water-like eyes sizing him up.
"You surname Zhang? Then this really is your house! My name is Shu Wan'er, and I'm the new village head of your Jiulong Village. Since your house has been unoccupied for years, the villagers arranged for me to live here."
As Shu Wan'er spoke, she kept an eye on Zhang Xiaofan's actions. Logically speaking, when a man saw her dressed like this, he should have been unable to resist. However, this young man was very calm and didn't stare at her with those disgusting eyes, so she felt much more at ease.
By the light of the moon, she just managed to clearly see Zhang Xiaofan's face. He was handsome and delicate, having just shed his youthfulness, and was even somewhat dashing and elegant. It was like an illusion, as if he were an immortal who was untouched by the mortal world, giving an illusion of an otherworldly air. He was really very good-looking. With this unique aura, there probably wasn't a second man as charming as him in Zhuque City.
Especially his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his pitch-black eyes were like the vast sea of stars, making people a bit fascinated. One was afraid of losing themselves and didn't dare to look directly into them.
"I've been away from home for eight years and just returned to the village tonight. I'm not a bad person, so you don't need to be afraid. I saw that there are power lines connected at the door. Why is it so dark inside the house?"
It was a bit awkward for the two of them to stand there like this. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan asked with some confusion.
"This mountainous area is too remote, and the voltage is often insufficient. Moreover, the light bulb in the house is broken. I'll ask someone to fix it tomorrow."
It was summer now, and the weather was very hot. Besides, there were hardly any streetlights in the countryside, and due to the unstable voltage, they couldn't even watch TV. There were basically no pedestrians passing by.
It was too hot to sleep at night, so Shu Wan'er was dressed like this and wanted to go out to the ancient well in the courtyard to take a cold shower, which led to what happened just now.
When Zhang Xiaofan was ten years old, he was spotted by a Taoist priest who traveled around the world in the village. The Taoist priest said that he had an excellent talent for cultivation and took him away. He had been gone for eight years, and there was no news of him.
Today, eight years later, he had just turned eighteen and reached adulthood, and he returned to the village again. During these eight years, no one knew what had happened to him.
Zhang Xiaofan remained silent and slowly walked into the house. There was a candle lit inside, and the candlelight was dim and faint. The surrounding environment was vaguely visible. Looking at the familiar furniture, he seemed to be lost in thought.
After standing there for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan started to fix the light bulb.
However, Shu Wan'er continued to take a cold shower by the ancient well outside. It was a long time before she came back. She was wearing a long dress draped over her body, covering most of her back. She was holding a towel in her hand, wiping her wet long hair.
After the light bulb was fixed, the house lit up. A smile appeared on the woman's face. In the light, one could clearly see that she had an oval face, which was white, tender, and slightly reddish. Without any makeup, she was still very beautiful. Especially her agile eyes were like autumn water that could speak. When a woman was beautiful to a certain extent, she would exude a kind of charm.
In the light, she looked a bit charming and enchanting.
Shu Wan'er had a well-proportioned figure and was fully mature. Every part of her body exuded a mature charm. She was probably around 25 years old, like a blooming flower, extremely beautiful.
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't quite understand why such a delicate and beautiful woman from the city, who was so beautiful, would come to this remote mountain village to be the village head! It was simply a waste of such beauty.