Abba Xu never deliberately hid anyone when he went to Munigou, and after killing the spirit with the water of the hot spring, he would not secretly go to a remote place to bury it. In his opinion, these things were inherently unlucky, and everyone saw them and avoided them, so no one would pay attention to his whereabouts. He hadn't even thought that anyone would steal the corpses of these spirits.

Therefore, those worries were superfluous when Dorjee secretly followed Abba Xu.

Dorjee learned Abba Xu's whereabouts and where he buried the crockpot very smoothly, so smoothly that he was surprised.

Dorjee easily obtained the corpse of the roe deer spirit. He cut off the skin of the umbilical glandular sac of the roe deer essence according to the method he learned from the hunters, and then brought it back to the radish village. After returning to the stockade, he made the coveted shell sachet step by step.

If he got the treasure, he naturally wanted to try the actual effect of the shell sachet as soon as possible. Before the beautiful fiancée entered the door, he had to try it at another woman, so as not to make a fool of himself that night.

It just so happened that Dorjee heard the news that Abba Xu was sick, and it was the second day when Grandpa and Abba Xu dealt with the weak king together.

Dorjee was very happy to hear the news, because his last worries were gone, but he was still worried that Abba, who had boundless power for him, would get better for a long time. After all, the shell sachet was obtained from the roe deer essence that Abba Xu had killed, and if it was used in the village, he was afraid that Abba Xu would find out.

After a few days, Abba Hsu did not get better. The restlessness in Dorjee's heart increased a little. He thinks that Abba Xu is seriously ill this time and should not get better soon.

So, Dorjee finally decided to implement the plan that had been brewing for a long time. The day he crept into the woman's room after a long wait and uncontrollable patience happened to be the day when the hardcore weak king suddenly disappeared. So later, the village chief thought that it was the ghost who escaped from Abba Xu's side.

That night, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, he wore an earthy yellow dress and went out secretly. The reason why I don't go out in dark clothes is because the radish village is a village made of yellow clay, and it is earthy yellow everywhere. Here, earthy yellow is the best protective color, and if you wear it all black, it will be easy to find.

On the question of choosing which girl's room to go to, Dorjee struggled for a long time. Under normal circumstances, many girls will take the initiative to throw hugs to him. I didn't expect to have to sneak into their room. Whether to choose a girl who is closer to home, or a girl who is farther away from home, whether to choose a more beautiful girl or not so beautiful, whether to choose a more lively personality or an introvert, he has considered it over and over again.

It's naturally more convenient to be close to home, but it's easy to be suspicious and spotted. Those who are far away from home are afraid of walking too far and being seen on the road. Of course, it's good to be prettier, but more other lads like it, and I'm afraid that someone will beat me up after the matter is leaked. I am not so beautiful and I am unwilling. He prefers a more lively personality, but he's afraid that things won't turn out to be a girl's shout. Even if he finds out that it is him, he may hide it, but he can't bear it and feels even more guilty.

After thinking about it, he hesitated left and right, and finally decided to choose a girl who usually seemed very introverted. After all, everything has been done, so let's ask for secrecy first.

The first night he infiltrated was a girl's room named Wooden Rain Kettle.

The girl who is usually very introverted in the wooden rain kettle, squirms and pinched when she sees a living person, and blushes first when she doesn't speak.

There is another important reason, that is, this girl is still relatively beautiful. It can be said that for Dorjee, this is the best choice after integrating all aspects.

He did things like climbing over walls and prying doors, and although he was not very skilled, most of the walls and locks couldn't stop him. At that time, the people in the village did not pay much attention to preventing theft, because everyone was not rich and had nothing to steal.

Dorjee entered the room of the wooden rain kettle without any problems.

After arriving in the room and looking at the sleeping girl, Dorjee remembered that he didn't know how to use the shell musk, and he didn't know how to make the girl confused and not recognize him, and he catered to him enthusiastically. He regretted not asking the shepherds how to use the husk sachets. But I'm already here, so I can't go back to the shepherd, right? Maybe after a while, Abba Xu's illness will be cured, and there will be no more chances.

So, Dorjee simply came according to his imagination. He took out the shell sachet and waited for the aroma to waft out. He hid in the shadows and waited for the aroma to be strong enough before coming out.

The aroma of the shell sachet is very abundant, and soon the whole room is filled with a refreshing aroma.

He figured it was almost there, so he walked over to the girl's bed and gently pushed the shoulder of the wooden rain bottle.

The wooden rain kettle had a misty look in his eyes, squinted at him and closed it again.

Dorjee was afraid that she just didn't wake up, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to leave but reluctant, wanting to stay but not daring.

Just as he hesitated, he felt a hand run around his waist like a snake, slowly wrapping around his waist, tightening tighter and tighter.

Dorjee was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to move the slightest.

But the warm hand seemed to be a source of fire, igniting Dorjee's whole body. He even heard the crackling sound of burning bones.

"Uh-huh—"

The wooden rain bottle smacked its mouth and let out a comfortable soft snort.

It was this sound, as if a soft feather swept over his face, so that he could no longer control himself. Dorjee threw his heart on the wooden rain kettle like a hungry wolf......

He sprinkled joy on the body of the wooden rain kettle, he ravaged the body of the wooden rain kettle, he was like a wild horse that had been imprisoned for a long time and finally released into the grassland, galloping at will.

But then the nightmare played out again in reality. A cliff suddenly appeared in front of his galloping mustang.

After a long toss, he was desperate as the girl waited eagerly for him to go deeper. He stuffed the shell sachet under his nose and sniffed desperately, hoping that the aroma of roe deer would bring hope, that the fragrance would bring vitality like a spring breeze sweeping through the barren meadows.

When the wooden rain pot saw him stop, his eyes were full of doubt, and his face was full of disappointment. It seems that she was genuinely bewitched by the musk.

At this time, Dorjee caught a glimpse of a log bar on the small table next to the bed. Dorjee knew that the wooden rain kettle was reluctant to deal with people, so in order to pass the lonely time, he liked to carve some things with a knife. The things she carved are vivid and lifelike, especially popular with children. Carving a flower, carving a tower, and carving a villain is a breeze.

The moonlight shone on the log stick, and Dorjee saw that it was a small man who had not yet been finished, one end had been ground and slightly rounded, and a simple nose and eyes were carved out on it, just a few strokes, not finished yet, and it looked a little scary. There is no carving on the other end.

Dorjee reached out and grabbed the log bar, as if a drowning man had grabbed the last straw.

Then he moved the log to the lifeless place.

The expression of the wooden rain bottle changed from disappointment to excitement, and there was a hint of pain in the excitement......

"Wooden rain kettle" means moon in Qiang language, representing purity and tranquility.

But Dorjee's shell sachet turned the wooden rain kettle into a horny female devil that night.

This female devil led Dorjee on a demonic path that could not be turned back and went farther and farther. However, this can't be blamed on the wooden rain bottle, this is Dorjee's own choice.

After one success, Dorjee did the same and sneaked into the girl's room every night. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the girl, he changes places every night, and is more clever than a rat stealing food.

However, the Yanfu Dorjee brought by the shell sachet did not enjoy much, and almost all of it was given to the wooden villain who had not yet been completed.

Sometimes he inevitably imagined that the wooden figure was a stand-in for the roe deer spirit, and he was so busy that he was just doing the job for his stand-in.

The more things went smoothly, the more emboldened Dorjee became, and the more he believed in the psychedelic abilities of the Hair Shell Sachet. Gradually, he became less cautious about the girl's choice, less careful when sneaking into the room, and often crawled on the girl's body when the aroma of the shell sachet was not enough to emanate.

He even has some rebellious mentality, thinking that this is to complete the task for the wooden man, not his own needs. He thinks he has become a slave to the wooden man.

Because the aroma of the shell sachet had not yet fully dissipated, he was in a hurry, so there were several times when the girl woke up halfway and was shocked. He had no choice but to rush and flee.

However, most of the girls chose to remain silent, after all, it is something that is difficult to talk about.

Dorjee thought that the wooden villain would become an ape sooner or later, and he heard the shepherd say that the cat worships the moon and absorbs the yin energy of the moonlight to cultivate the cat essence, and also said that the ape in the deep mountains sucks the dew in the morning and absorbs the mountain essence to cultivate the ape spirit, and even the stones in the temple will become the essence because of listening to the monks chanting the scriptures all year round and accepting the incense of the believers. The wooden villain in his hand has been immersed in women's body fluids for a long time, and it is estimated that he will also become sperm.

The shepherd once told him the story of making the stone into essence because of the intercourse of men and women, saying that in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a White Deer Mountain in Hainan, and there was a White Deer Palace on the top of the White Deer Mountain. There are thousands of oil lamps on display in the Sanqing Hall of the White Deer Palace, and this oil lamp will never be extinguished. But on one occasion for three nights in a row, the lights were lit for an hour and then all went out.

The Taoist priest in charge of the hall is called Ji Xuanjing, who was suspected of stealing by the Taoist priest in the palace, and sold sesame oil for wine. The ruler will expel him from the mountain.

Ji Xuanjing had nowhere to redress her grievances, so she decided to find out the truth and clear her name.

One night, with the Big Dipper Sword in hand, he lay under the table where the oil lamps were displayed, calming down his anger and waiting for the oil thief to throw himself into the net. But after waiting for a long time and no one came, his eyes fought, and he was sleepy. When it was almost dawn, there was a sound of "popping". He immediately shook his spirits, propped up his eyelids to look, and saw a large turtle with a hunched stone tablet spilling lamp oil on his back. Ji Xuanjing saw that the enemy was extremely red-eyed, crawled out from under the table, raised the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword and slashed indiscriminately.