Fairy Tale: Conquering the Nun with Black Silk at the Beginning

Grandma sat in the mist, her plump figure immersed in the pleasure of the bath.

The steam was swirling, the bubbles were floating, and the hot mist was shrouding her. She did not notice the door sliding to the side and falling to the ground with a slight muffled sound.

Wayne and Little Red Riding Hood were already looking at the half-open door.

A silhouette was reflected in the door.

Like an upright bear, very strong.

A dark mass, with a disgusting stench on its body, like sweat stains, like body odor.

The black shadow could not see Wayne and Little Red Riding Hood in the darkness, but could only see these vents and these small bright spots from a distance.

It seemed that it did not expect that there would be darkness behind the door.

It hesitated.

It hesitated.

Then.

It fell to the ground, like a ball of cotton, without a sound, and the dust and haze vibrated around the fat and strong black shadow that fell.

Still silent.

The subcutaneous fat as thick as a solid wall acted as a good buffer, absorbing all the noise.

Little Red Riding Hood’s pretty face showed some hesitation.

How could this black shadow suddenly fall down?

At this time, she noticed that Wayne had thrown the broken black sword in his hand.

The hilt of the sword hit the black shadow straight, knocking it unconscious.

Little Red Riding Hood found that Wayne did not seem nervous at all, but rather very relaxed.

As if…

He is enjoying it all……………………………

Wayne glanced at the wrist-thick vent again, and saw his grandmother bathing.

He didn’t alert the enemy.

Very good.

He and Little Red Riding Hood walked towards the stunned black shadow.

The black shadow looked like a giant bear, and the stench made Wayne frown.

After Wayne and Little Red Riding Hood approached, they found the man who was knocked unconscious.

It was Oak, the hunter from the Ao Shen Village.

Is it him?!

He has been following.

The answer suddenly emerged in Wayne’s mind, combined with Little Red Riding Hood’s previous words that”Oc is a pervert”.

This Oak is also problematic.

Wayne waved his hand, and the Blade of the Ruined King flew back automatically, and the hilt was embedded in Wayne’s five fingers. The lavender wormhole leading to the”void” swirled out from the palm of his hand, and the big sword sank into the”void”.

Wayne was silent for a moment.

At this moment.

Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother is the murderer of the mummy case.

Oak, the hunter from the Ao Shen Village, is a pervert again.

Wayne felt vaguely that all this seemed not so simple.

He held the hunter Oak’s collar and dragged him out of the cellar.

Outside.

The other four hunters were waiting for Oak.

They followed Little Red Riding Hood and Wayne to the pit and found the passage on the wall.

Oak said he would go down to investigate and let the four people meet on the ground.

It was not a good sign that the church guardian Wayne was mixed with the Red Riding Hood woman. If something happened, they had to kill both of them!

The four hunters waited for Oak’s movement.

Until.

Wayne dragged Oak and Little Red Riding Hood out.

The four hunters raised their hunting rifles. The flintlock rifle, which left a strong mark in history, looked like the standard equipment of D’Artagnan, Athos and others in”The Three Musketeers”.

Wayne had a blank expression on his face and said in a calm tone:”I am not afraid of the church priest, so why should I be afraid of your four guns?”

The tone of this sentence was relaxed and light, like a spring breeze.

But the effect on the four hunters was like the cold wind in midwinter.

They began to shiver and tremble.

Cold sweat oozed from his fluffy hair and flowed down his dirty, shriveled cheeks.

Wayne threw the unconscious Oak in front of the four people and ordered,”Put down your guns.”

The four flintlock rifles were immediately thrown to the ground. Seeing this, the hunting dogs hiding between the hunters’ legs and baring their teeth at Wayne also calmed down.

Wayne’s cold eyes swept over the five hunting dogs:”Good dog.”

He asked a hunter to splash water on Oak to wake him up. He asked another person to pull out the hemp rope tied around his waist and tie himself and the remaining four hunter companions together.

A few minutes later.

The five hunters were tied together like a row of prisoners of war.

Oak was awakened by the cold water and was sighing. A bruise the size of a steamed bun appeared on the place where he was knocked unconscious by the Blade of the Ruined King.

Wayne’s voice was cold and indifferent:”Let’s go back to the church.”

There was no words along the way.

The dense forest retreated to the back on both sides of the group.

The pointed arch of the church appeared between the treetops, with cracked bricks and loose masonry, giving it a sense of desolation.

After walking for a while, the church grounds were right in front of them, with only a few sparse, crooked old trees on both sides of the road.

Wayne asked the group to stop, and he neatly tied the five Oaks to the tree trunks.

They tied them very tightly, as if the muscles of the five strong hunters were about to burst their burlap tops.

In the church grounds, a raised honey pot was facing Wayne.

Under the nun’s uniform were black stockings, and her legs were long and well-proportioned. In her previous life, she would have been the top stewardess on the auditorium flight.

Wayne said to Little

Red Riding Hood,”You go back to the church first.” Little Red Riding Hood smiled coquettishly, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards the nun who was leaning over to take out the freshly washed clothes from the basin, then tiptoed and hung them on the clothesline.