Chapter 51: What's Needed for a Festival (1)

There was a sound called sumbisori (diving women's breath sound).

It was said to be a sound similar to a whistle made by the haenyeo (female divers) of Jeju Island when they surfaced after diving into the sea.

In other words, sumbisori was a signal from the haenyeo who had been holding their breath underwater to let others know they were alive, and at the same time, to inform the sea that they were people, not water ghosts.

But what echoed in the room was different.

Beep-

Beep---

It resembled a whistle but didn't feel lively.

It was indeed a sound made by someone rising from underwater to the surface, but it was chasing death instead of survival.

A sound made by water ghosts, not people.

A sound made by water ghosts when they came to land to choose who to take.

Beep-

The water ghosts roamed the room, making a sound that announced to the world that they were water ghosts, not people.

The splashing footsteps and the lingering fishy smell they left behind.

It was a nightmarish scene that sailors of the past hated to even dream about, filled with the disgusting grudges and obsessions of water ghosts that even shamans found difficult to handle.

Beep!

The water ghosts roamed.

They left traces as they swept across the floor in the form of white smoke, staggering around with their bloated bodies and leaving footprints. However, the white smoke that had spread thickly throughout the room was enveloping the bodies of the people who had fallen into deep sleep, becoming armor that prevented the water ghosts from touching them.

Beep----------!

The white smoke had the power to put people to sleep when inhaled.

It would be more lethal than any poison now that the water ghosts were roaming around, but at the same time, the white smoke also had the power to block ghosts, so as long as it enveloped their bodies, the water ghosts couldn't touch them.

Beep-!

The water ghosts, seemingly angered by this fact, reached out as if to tear at the smoke with their hands, but the smoke instead repelled their hands. The decayed, softened flesh flew off with a sound of meat being mashed, scattering disgusting smelling water droplets everywhere and causing pain to the water ghosts.

But if they had given up at that, they wouldn't have earned the infamous name of water killing ghosts.

The water ghosts didn't give up.

They lost their reason and reached out their hands to remove the smoke, stretched their feet, opened their mouths wide to bite, and lowered their hair to strangle and kill them. They desperately wanted to drag the sleeping people into the water and drown them by submerging their faces, or to have them throw themselves into the bathtub in a trance and become like them.

But it was useless.

The white smoke armor was so strong that it protected them like an iron fortress.

But then, something strange caught the water ghosts' eyes.

They saw that the smoke wasn't protecting a certain part of their bodies.

It was the part in the center, not the face, neck, or legs that water ghosts usually target.

It was the genital area that people call the vital point.

The smoke wasn't approaching the genital area as if there was some kind of barrier.

The water ghosts, ecstatic with joy, rushed towards the genitals of the people they were clinging to. And they tried to grab them and throw the people into the water.

Slip.

But unfortunately, their wish didn't come true.

They managed to grab it, but whenever they tried to move with it, it slipped away as if it were coated with oil. Moreover, the slipperiness was so severe that they couldn't move the people even a tiny bit from their spot.

Beep-!

The water ghosts realized it was impossible to drag the people into the water.

But they couldn't just go back with such tempting prey right in front of them.

Especially since there seemed to be someone who had been successfully possessed in the bathroom, it was even more so. If they had all failed, it might have been different, but since one had succeeded, they absolutely couldn't give up.

Hope became stronger when there was a precedent.

Even with countless failures, if there was one success, humans would jump into it like moths to a flame.

How much more so for water ghosts, who were even more vicious and obsessive than humans?

The water ghosts, looking at the people with only their genital areas exposed, decided to use 'another method' and moved towards the people who would become their prey.

That method was to steal their vitality.

Since they couldn't move the humans, they planned to cling to them like lust ghosts and steal their vitality.

The water ghosts started to engage in ghost sex with the people they were in charge of, and as they did so, the waists of those being possessed began to bend like bows, their bodies jerking and their eyes rolling back.

"Ugh!"

"Uhuugh!"

Even while sleeping, the people were possessed as if experiencing unbearable pleasure, drooling, and an enormous amount of vitality proportional to the pleasure they felt flowed to the ghosts.

This was not a method of mixing yin and yang to benefit each other as used in the Kama Sutra or Yin-Yang Great Method, but a method that was only unilaterally harmful to humans.

Especially the powerful yin energy and grudges possessed by the water ghosts were dangerous forces that couldn't be easily controlled unless one was a summoning sorcerer above a certain level.

But what did that matter?

The people currently in this orgy club were all those who had sold their futures to lust.

Otherwise, why would they have called Jinseong to receive a 'blessing'?

The ghost sex they were currently having with the water ghosts would have been something they desperately wanted.

For those who wanted to be buried in pleasure, even using drugs and receiving blessings, this wasn't an act that ate away at their lifespan but happiness that gave them tremendous pleasure.

Jinseong walked, listening to the ecstatic cries of pleasure coming from everywhere that sounded like they were about to lose their breath.

The place he arrived at was the room where the elder was.

The door was slightly open, perhaps because Jinseong had tampered with it, and moans and ecstatic cries mixed with pleasure were flowing out from inside.

But what was unusual was that only women's moans could be heard, and the man sounded like he was gritting his teeth as if resisting something.

Click.

When Jinseong opened the door, the scene inside the room came into view.

The women who had been clinging so tightly to the elder earlier were now convulsing with their eyes rolled back as if driven mad by pleasure, and the elder was lying on the bed floor wearing only a robe, resisting the ghost sex.

"You, you bastard!"

The elder's lips were bleeding from trying to resist the drug's effects.

He glared at Jinseong, shouting so hard that blood spattered everywhere, and Jinseong stared at him blankly.

"Why are you resisting?"

A tone completely different from the flattery earlier.

The elder trembled at that tone.

"What was your purpose! To do such a dirty thing!"

Dirty thing.

Jinseong smirked at the elder's words.

"Everything changes according to the mind. Originally, even the same water becomes poison in a viper's mouth, becomes sweet dew in a person's mouth, and becomes fruit in a fruit tree. It all depends on your mind, so how can you so definitively call it a dirty thing?"

"Cut the crap!"

"Change your mind. This isn't harming you, nor is it doing you any harm. You just need to enjoy the pleasure that you could never obtain from embracing an ordinary woman. The vitality that the water ghosts suck away won't be a big harm to a martial artist like you, and with the blessing I've given you, you'll be able to replenish the lost vitality quickly. What could be better than just obediently surrendering your body and falling into pleasure!"

The elder was enraged by Jinseong's words.

"You bastard! Where in the world would there be people who willingly sleep with ghosts! You disgusting demonic bastard!"

"Hahaha. It seems you don't know about the many doujinshi featuring people sleeping with ghosts. You seem to underestimate human sexual desire, and the sexual desire of your countrymen too much. You can do it. I can guarantee that."

The elder tried hard to raise his body as if to strangle Jinseong. But due to the powerful effect of the drug, he repeatedly fell down as he tried to stand up, and moreover, due to the interference of the water ghosts constantly trying to engage in ghost sex, he couldn't properly put strength into his body.

"Why do you refuse so the gift I'm giving you? You'll be able to feel pleasure that surpasses worldly things, more intense than any drug and amplified by the power of the blessing. Isn't pleasure what you've been longing for? Ah, is it because of the appearance?"

Splash!

Jinseong sprinkled blood on the water ghost.

Then the appearance of the water ghost, which had looked terrible as if holding vitality, changed.

Into the form of a passable woman, except for the lifeless, pale skin like a corpse.

The elder's body twitched as if moved by that appearance.

But the elder soon bit his lips and continued to refuse the ghost sex, and Jinseong, who had been quietly watching this scene, clicked his tongue and chanted an incantation.

"Non declinetis ad pythones nec ab hariolis aliquid sciscitemini, ut polluamini per eos."

He pointed at himself once with his finger and then pointed at the elder lying on the floor.

"Vir, de quo egreditur semen, lavabit aqua omne corpus suum et immundus erit usque ad vesperum."

As the incantation sprang from Jinseong's mouth, the elder bit his lips harder. As if suddenly overcome by drowsiness, as if startled, he bit his lips so hard it seemed they might burst. It was worrying to the point that if he bit any harder, flesh might fall off.

"Vestem et pellem, super quam fuerit semen effusum, lavabitur aqua et immunda erit usque ad vesperum. Si cum muliere coierit vir, lavabunt se aqua et immundi erunt usque ad vesperum."

But that resistance was short-lived.

With the continuing incantation, the elder couldn't overcome his increasingly heavy eyelids and collapsed, falling face down on the floor.

Jinseong grabbed the air to turn the fallen man over, putting him in a position conducive to ghost sex.

Then he picked up an expensive-looking wine from the room, checked if it was indeed made from grapes, slightly cut his fingertip with something sharp and dropped a drop of blood into the wine bottle. After shaking it to mix well, he took a mouthful and spat it out.

Phwooo-!

The wine that spread in all directions was sprayed in front of Jinseong as if he had vomited blood. The sprayed wine carried a bloody smell like it wasn’t just in appearance.

After finishing the sorcery and wrapping it up, Jinseong quietly sat on a clean-looking chair and watched them silently.

This would not end in a short while, but would continue until the elder was thoroughly steeped in pleasure and became his loyal pawn.

It wouldn't take too long.

If he were someone who could resist pleasure so much, he wouldn't have created such a situation in the first place.

It was just a matter of time.

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"That child! Give me that child!"

That's right.

It didn't take long.