Qunfang Mountain Villa


The Ghost King came to a hell on earth called Qunfang Villa, a resort hotel with beautiful scenery.

Instead of being multi-story, the hotel here is spread out, with each room being a small room and a swimming pool, with four rooms on the perimeter of each pool.

This is to avoid tropical storms affecting buildings that are too tall, and with enough land, there is no fear of developing horizontally, while creating a more beautiful landscape.

It is a paradise for the guests, but for the women who work here, it is a hell.

The King of Ghosts comes as a playboy, where it is the men who enjoy and the women who suffer.

He checked into a room and the waiter came with him.

The waiter said, “What kind of woman do you like? Sir.”

“What kind of women do you have?” The Ghost King asked.

“Well… all kinds of things. Eastern, Western, Middle Eastern, you name it, I’ll bring it!”

“How about you bring it to me? There are too many choices, I can’t decide instead!” The Ghost King said.

“Never mind!” The waiter said: “You can take your time, try one every day, it can be completely different flavors. Now I’ll bring it to you first!

The waiter went away for ten minutes, then came back and knocked on the door.

The Demon King hid on the bed and said, “Come in!”

The door pushed open and first a blonde came in, spun around, and went back out, then a redhead, then a brunette, all Westerners.

Then a Middle Eastern one, a Filipino one, a Thai one, and finally a Chinese one.

The Chinese one comes last, apparently because the Ghost King appears as a Chinese man, and usually men are the ones who like to taste exotic flavors, and those of the same nationality would be the last choice.

Then the waiter came in and asked, “How’s it going?”

The King of Ghosts said, “I want the Chinese one.”

“Homesick?” The waiter smiled wickedly and went out, followed by the Chinese girl coming in.

She closed the door, stood in the doorway and looked at the Demon King, saying, “What do you see in me?”

“Do you think you have many flaws?” The Ghost King asked.

“Me,” she said, “I don’t have a smile and I look hostile, so my service is not going to be good.”

“It doesn’t matter.” The Demon King said, “I just like that you don’t have a smile!”

“Sadist?” She said, “Do you feel good when people are in pain?”

“Do you think so?” The Ghost King said.

“Anyway,” she said, “I’m already here, I’m going to take a bath. I did, but you’ll feel better if you take a bath here!

She went into the bathroom and closed the door, and came back out a short time later, naked.

She was certainly a very beautiful woman, in fact every one of the ones that came in and lit up was a very beautiful woman.

She said, “Why are you still lying on the bed? Do you want me to undress you?”

The Demon King said, “No need.”

She said, “You’re not taking off your clothes, so how can you do it?”

“Don’t do it,” said the Ghost King, “I’m just watching!”

She laid down beside him, Chen in a big shape, and said, “See, are you unable?”

The Demon King laughed: “Your mouth isn’t very good at pleasing people!”

“It’s my flaw,” she said, “and you’ve known it for a long time, you should have seen it.”

“Well, you’re beautiful.” The Demon King said, “Turn around and crouch!”

“What’s there to see in the back?” She said, “Everything worth seeing in a woman is in the front.”

“There are mirrors here,” said the Ghost King, “you know?”

“What mirror?” She said.

“When you face me, I can see your back when I look in the mirror.” The Demon King said, “You’ve always been careful to face me with your front, but I see bruises on your back.”

She turned and ambled around, and she did have a long basket of bruised colors on her back.

She said, “Look around.”

“Accidental fall.” She added.

“You didn’t even lie just now, why are you lying now? You were given a beating like this.

“Let me guess, a crowbar wrapped in leather and thin cotton.” The Ghost King said.

“Don’t mention it even if you know.” She said, “It’s not going to do you any good!”

“How did it get like this?” The Ghost King asks, “Why?” The Ghost King asked again.

“You know what kind of place this is!” She said.

“I don’t know what kind of place this is.” The Ghost King said.

“And yet you’re here!” She said.

“I came here on business to find a good hotel to rest.” The Demon King said, “Someone recommended this place, but no one told me what kind of place it was.”

“This is the right place for you,” she said, “You need to rest, this is a good place to rest, if you want to find someone who is good at massaging, you should have asked earlier, I’m not good at this.”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re not fine.” The ghost king said, “I like you, you can massage for me.”

“I have no breath!” She said.

“The pain in this wound is causing you to lose your breath, isn’t it?” The Demon King asked.

“Yes.” She said, “I can tell them to find you another one!”

“No need.” The Demon King said, “Let’s talk about why you were beaten up like this.”

“You don’t want to know.” She said.

“What is your name?” The Ghost King asked.

“Violet.” She said, “But that’s not my real name.”

“Why don’t you tell me why someone hit you?” The Demon King said, “Maybe I can help you!”

“Don’t you ask that!” Violet said.

“If you don’t tell me I can ask that waiter!” The Ghost King said.

She sat up with a jump: “You mustn’t ask! It’s a threat to your safety!”

“Well then, tell me about it.” The Ghost King said.

“You can’t help me.” Violet said, “You don’t care about these things!”

“I am not going to make trouble here.” The Demon King said, “You tell me!”

“It’s true.” Violet said, “Don’t attempt to save me, I’ll die here, but I don’t want you to die too!”

“I’m a guest and I’m going to die too?” The Ghost King said.

“You make a mess here and they’ll send you away, politely, but you get to the next stop and someone could kill you!”

“So fierce?” The Demon King said, “It’s just a sale, many men are willing to buy and many women are willing to sell!”

“I wasn’t willing to sell.” She said, “I was trapped here, I escaped and they caught me and beat me up.”

“But how did you get here?” The Ghost King asked.

“Vanity, wanting to make money, I applied for a position as a female secretary and came here and was made to do this!”

“It’s an old story,” said the Ghost King, “but with different excuses. Most people hire waitresses, singers or dancers, and a lot of people actually realize what’s going on, and you’re willing to make a profit, and everyone’s happy. But a secretary? That’s different!”

“They’re looking for women with good education as well.” Violet said.

“Then you’ll have to argue when you get back.” The Ghost King said.

“That’s why we all can’t go back, I’ll die here!”

“That’s not a good idea.” The Demon King said, “Education level isn’t that important in this matter!”

“That female tiger, I think she is a psychopath.” Ziwei said : “She herself is ugly and uneducated, she especially wants to screw us!”

“Who is the female tiger?” The Ghost King asked.

“You won’t see her.” Violet said : “She’s in our dorm. She’s fat as a mountain, weighs over two hundred pounds, and she hits people too!”

The Ghost King said, “It’s not a good idea for you to run away here, it’s hard to escape here, and I’m guessing that your papers have already been withheld from you too!”

“Yes!” Violet said, “The next time I run away, they’re going to kill me!”

“Suppose you don’t run away?” The Ghost King said.

“They will still kill me!” Ziwei said: “They kill people every day, even those who are sick, and when I’m injured, I won’t be able to support them for long, and they’ll kill me, too, if it’s no use!”

The Demon King said, “Just like that? Where will you dump the body?”

“I don’t know.” Violet said, “They won’t show me, but when they kill me, I’ll know!”

The Ghost King stood up and walked over to the mirror to look at it.

Violet said, “What are you looking at?”

“I was looking for the ghost,” said the king of ghosts, “but I did not see it.”

“What are you talking about?” Violet said, “Can you see?”

“So many people have died,” said the King of Ghosts, “but no ghosts are seen! Well, a tigress… a tigress shouldn’t have this power either!”

“You’re babbling!” Violet said.

The Demon King held her hand: “I’ll take you out of here, let’s go and settle the score with the female tiger!”

“You’re crazy! You can’t do this.” Violet said, “You promised me you wouldn’t make trouble!”

“You’ll see!” The Ghost King said.

As soon as he pulled her, she floated up and the two of them rose in mid-air.

Violet looked down, but saw that she was still lying on the bed, while the Demon King was no longer in the room; that is to say, she had become two, while the Demon King was only one, rising up to be right beside her.

“What… what’s going on here?” Ziwei asked, overly surprised.

“You just died.” The King of Ghosts said, “The soul has left the body, so there is nothing to be afraid of!

“I don’t want to die!” Violet said.

“You’re too hurt,” said the Demon King, “You’ve just died!”

“So… then I’m going to hell?” Violet said.

“You are not going to heaven, nor are you going to hell,” said the King of Ghosts, “You are the secondary star of the Violet Star, and your days of descending and suffering are over, you are going to leave anyway!”

“Who… who are you again?” Violet asked.

“I am the King of Ghosts, actually lower than you,” said the King of Ghosts, “but I am in charge of these things. I specialize in collecting bad ghosts and evil ghosts! I accidentally slept for hundreds of years, many ghosts are highly trained, I have to collect one by one. There are evil ghosts here, so many people have died and their ghosts have disappeared.”

“Can I help?” Violet asked.

“You just can.” The Ghost King said, “You have a righteous spirit. I can’t even tell what kind of evil ghost you are, I need your help, let’s find the female tiger first!

“She’s not.” The Demon King added: “She’s not that tall, but let’s go get her first!”

As soon as the Ghost King pulled Violet along, she floated outside, rising into the air and over a small hill where the ladies’ quarters were, out of sight of the guests.

“The female tiger should be it!” Violet said.

They drifted into the dormitory, many beautiful women as if they were in a military camp, on rows of bunk beds, some wearing very little clothing. If one were to admire the beauties, one would be dazzled, but knowing the truth, one would have no desire to do so.

The Demon King said, “They can’t see us!”

Violet said, “You see, this is not necessary, they have plenty of room, but they want us to live crammed together!”

They heard a scream coming from the top floor and drifted over again.

They saw the tigress, a woman as fat as a mountain and as black and vicious as a caracal, who was standing in front of a bed to which a blonde beauty was bound, arms and legs stretched out in a large zigzag pattern.

The tigress had a baton and was about to plunge it into her cunt between her legs.

This was obviously not the first time, a scream had just been caused by this.

Ziwei said, “She’s new, she won’t do anything…”

The Demon King reached out and drank, the tigress looked greatly flustered, and the baton flew out of her hand, through her pants, and into that fat pussy of her own.

She struggled to pull it out with her hands in a hurry, but it was no use, and it plunged deeper and deeper, and was soon gone.

She tossed and turned and wailed as the stick apparently pounded around inside her belly, thus her fat belly bulged a little here and there.

Following her scream, the stick broke through her belly and flew out, followed by countless beautiful female ghosts.

The tigress, on the other hand, became a tiger with a broken belly dead on the ground.

“You see,” said the king of the ghosts, “every one of them has been eaten by her!”

He beckoned, and the tiger was collected for him.

The ghosts were flying around, screaming, “Carlos! Carlos!”

“Carlos is the manager!” Violet said.

“He should be the one we’re looking for.” The Ghost King said, and with a wave of his hand, he said, “You guys can go now!”

Those female ghosts have all dissipated.

The King of Ghosts said, “They have all been reincarnated.”

They went to the other room, which was where Caros lived.

Carrot Earth is a white, handsome, beautiful man who is leaning back in bed watching TV.

As soon as the Ghost King arrived, he jumped to his feet as he felt something.

The Ghost King sneered: “You can’t hide! He reached out and pointed, Carrots body clothes on all gone, the original he was actually a woman!

You can’t really tell if you’re not undressed!

Karrotu tried to escape but just couldn’t.

“This is because there is a talisman to hold it down.” The Ghost King said to Ziwei, “Wait for me, she’s never been interested in women only, she’s never been near a man, so she’s a girl’s body, easy to cultivate! I’m going to break her!”

The Ghost King flew forward as soon as he could.

Carrots just can’t escape, and the Ghost King has no clothes left on him.

He wrapped Carrot Earth in a hug and hold, and his masculine weapon was very quick to attack in one fell swoop.

Karos screamed as he kept struggling, but just couldn’t break free as the Ghost King went on a rampage against her body.

When the gun is withdrawn it draws blood, and when it is sent in again blood is forced out.

Carrots soon stopped struggling and moaned responsively.

Her hair began to grow and grow like a woman’s, and her demeanor was becoming more and more feminine.

She began to hold onto the Ghost King and meet his onslaught! She also shuddered with pins and needles several times.

Then the Ghost King bellowed, and she suddenly changed when she couldn’t resist, her body becoming transparent and rising up, leaving her shell.

The Demon King also rose up and took her in.

“What a yin and yang recluse ghost.” The Ghost King said, “I’ve finally found her, now, let’s go!”

They drifted away.

The next day, the people of this place found Carrots and Violet dead in their room.

The tigress, on the other hand, died violently in her room; she already had high blood pressure and diabetes.

Violet was too badly injured, and Caros died of unknown causes, but no one is looking into it.

When there was no one to preside over the Gunfang Villa, the military police were summoned.

The military and police were supposed to shelter the people of this place, but now that the host is dead, they have to do some cosmetic work to maintain law and order and put all the blame on the dead.

Those women were sent back to where they came from, and the Qunfang Villa had such a bad reputation that it was shut down.

The same thing would still happen elsewhere, a human failing, but the Ghost King couldn’t care less.

Anyway, there are none as miserable as Qunfang Hills.

Maybe, just not one of them anymore!

– End –