The Night Before the Decameron


The night is low, the dark clouds cover the moon, the silent night with no half-light, the deepest blackness of the night, shrouded in uncountable evil things.

“Howl ~~~~~ oooh~~”

The wolves’ eyes reflected the greenish light, tilting their heads toward the dense black night, growling uncontrollably. Yellow willow, green leaves have long fallen clean, dry and mixed withered branches, like the devil’s claws, strangely stretched out.

Wind blowing in the desolate cemetery, rustling, hovering in the coffin head of the miserable green phosphorus fire, emitting a weak light, but see the left and right, barren mounds, monuments, withered bones, broken coffins; gusts of ghastly wind, cold and treacherous, ghosts cry, phantom shadows, the living do not enter.

Anyone would admit that this is a place of extreme yin and evil!

“Boom~~~!”

Without the slightest sign, the sky suddenly purple electricity drilling, booming thunder. In the flickering of demonic thunder and lightning, the half figure of the ancient fortress can be seen, quietly isolated in a corner of this living Jedi.

The vastness of the Devil World and the ten directions of the universe all know that this is a base for an evil organization.

When the clock struck twelve at midnight, a bright light suddenly emanated from the lamp tower of the old castle, shooting straight up into the sky, and in the column of light, there was a familiar animal… a bat with its feathers spread out…!

Could it be Batman?

Bang bang bang! (Sound of projector being hit by a rock thrown by a passerby)

Yes! I’m sure it was misplayed. Please replay it!

When the clock struck twelve at midnight again, a bright light suddenly emanated from the lamp tower of the old castle, shooting straight up into the sky, and in the column of light, there were two familiar animals… two Asian tigers running in the middle of the night.

According to the faction they belonged to, the people found their own seats and exchanged ideas with their comrades around them.

“Huh? How come I can’t find the location?”

NUTS chagrined to walk around the venue, being categorized as a miscellaneous author, he couldn’t find a seat for a while, and it was only with great difficulty that he saw the same miscellaneous passerby in front of him, and immediately came forward to greet him intimately.

“Hi! Brother Roadrunner, congratulations on your fortune. Where’s the ukiyo-e?”

Roadrunner smiled in greeting and was pulled away before he could speak. K, who was in charge of pulling people away, explained, “Brother Roadrunner has just finished a work of the Chaos Faction, so from now on he’ll be categorized under our Chaos Faction.”

NUTS: “@#$%!”

When you look around, it’s pretty much the world of the messy faction in the authors’ gallery. Compared to the miscellaneous authors, there is a wealth of talent and mastery over there.

Chaos faction seat, K and the floating Pingju main MAGIC, infamous killers to make a name for themselves; chaotic gentleman, big B, hold jade Xuan, wine empty boy swim dry swim, promote the essence of the national essence; next to the Xuhe, Jack flower outside the betting, the battle is fierce; arrogant from the chaotic, is one of the most attracting the side of the eye, into the field holding a gorgeous middle-aged woman, now directly pull down the pulling refining, for the unspeakable things.

On SM Pie, YSE99 sang and hugged S-MMX in a big face dance; AP and LEONIC embarrassed each other about the speed of their drafts.

In the martial arts seat, Lost and Blue Moon bowed to each other; Eagle Demon and the newly converted Janice made merry over wine; Submarine and Husky raised their glasses in celebration of the great market; NUTS, who entered the seat with a sparrow-screen complaint, was contemplating whether or not to switch to be a magical teacher; Sunray, who was sitting next to him, wondered why he had been cataloged into the martial arts section.

The rest of the miscellaneous authors are directly at the table alongside the translation and scanning luminaries, looking up to the two giants, the mortal and the nameless.

“It’s fine, I’m fine, but how can drinking such a little bit make me collapse.”

Lin Tong, who had finished her official duties and hurriedly arrived, was surprised to see the Hypnotic Magician, full of halos, lying on the sofa chair.

“Ugh! If you can’t drink, don’t spar with others!” Lin Tong picked up the cup and drank it all in one go, resulting in the ‘strength of the wine’, causing him to spray wildly on the spot.

“This… this is not wine? It’s pure honey Who drinks like this? Are you all Narmiks?”

CSH looked very sympathetic, and Mustang, who was next to him, explained, “The Convenor said that because we were an evil organization, we had to do something very evil, and that’s how the drinks turned out…”

“This… this is supposed to be very sick!” Lin Tong turned around and saw a man with a bloated face and questioned, “Who are you? I don’t think I’ve seen you before?”

“Brother Lin Tong, I’m Yun Ge Jushi!”

“Brother Yun Ge! Why has your face turned like this?!”

“Wow! It’s probably because that glass just now had at least half a million calories in it!”

OKIN bumped into Vanity, and the two of them exchanged thoughts on ‘Feast Day’ and ‘After the War’, while Nameless smiled and said, “Speaking of which, you two should be very proud of yourselves as well.”

“Why?”

“Because your names are the only characters in the gate that can scare children ‘eat you if you don’t behave’ and the children will cry and fight each other to get away!”

“┅┅”

In the translation group, Ancient Serpent visits the Chaos Faction authors’ area and, after a moment of disingenuous mutual chitchat, finds the crowd engrossed in a discussion of learning.

“What are you guys working on?”

Hugging Jade Xuan said, “Actually, we are discussing about ethics with a serious mind. Just a moment to find the answer.”

“Sounds like fun, let me help think of something!”

“Good.” Hugging Yuxuan laughed: “First question, what would a man’s mom’s daughter’s brother’s aunt’s sister be to him?”

Ancient Snake laughed: “His mother’s daughter is his sister; his brother is him; his aunt is his aunt; his aunt’s sister is his mother!”

“Wrong guess, it’s a daughter.”

“How come?”

Hugging Yuxuan shook his head and said, “If he and his mom have a daughter, she’s his daughter; if he and his daughter have a daughter, she’s also his daughter; his daughter’s aunts are also his daughters, and his daughter’s sister, she’s still his daughter. Admire it!”

“That question doesn’t count, one more.”

“Let me do it this time.” Wine Empty Boy said, “Pick a little family of three for you. A woman’s sister’s aunt’s brother’s daughter’s mom, what is she?”

Ancient Snake thought for a moment, “Her sister’s aunt, that’s her aunt, her brother is her uncle, her daughter is her cousin, and her mother is her aunt.”

Wine empty boy sighed: “Wrong again. Her sister is to help her brother’s daughter, niece; aunt is herself, brother is her brother, that is the husband; daughter is her daughter, mom is not her own.”

“What kind of crappy title is this? Not really, there’s no such thing as an only child non-incest title.”

“Yes, it is me.” Never messed up laughed: “I am absolutely no incest, the question comes out, my father’s sister’s husband’s daughter, is what I am?”

Ancient Snake was much more careful, and after a moment of deliberate thought, he said, “Papa’s sister is the aunt, the husband is the uncle, and the daughter is the cousin.”

“Still wrong!” Never Chaos laughed out loud: “My father’s sister, the daughter he had with his grandmother, is my mom; the husband is my father, the daughter is my mom. So the answer is my mom.”

Ancient Snake burst into a rage, “I thought you said there was no incest?”

Never Chaos spread his hands and said helplessly, “I don’t have one, my family does, so what can I do? That’s why I named myself Never Chaotic!”

Ancient Snake glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman who was lying on her back between her unruly legs, “If you say that you are not incestuous, then what is this woman who is sucking… that thing… for you?”

Never messed up proudly, laughed loudly: “It’s my mom! But she is my sex slave mother, that is, bitch, you can only say that I bestiality, not incest!”

Hugging Yuxuan smiled bitterly and patted Ancient Snake on the shoulder, “Sigh! How could you be stupid enough to run into a chaotic faction to talk about ethics!”

As the scheduled number of people slowly arrived, the convener took the microphone to speak, amidst a chorus of boos.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the Author’s Club’s New Year’s Eve Decameron Party, has officially begun. First of all, to inform you all of my codename for the night, which is ‘Leader of the Pack’.”

Superbird One raised his hand and said, “Convenor! I have something to tell you!”

“If you have something to report, if you have nothing to report, leave the court, come on and report!”

“Qiao Feng worships the Zhuang!”

It was more horrible than hearing the public security proctor and the police catching the adulterer, the stage was in chaos. The leader of the chaotic faction, K, who was so chaotic that he couldn’t be any more chaotic, pushed away Hugging Yuxuan with his left hand and pressed down Chaos Jun with his right foot, and was the first one to prepare to snatch out the door and ask if there was any possibility of turning into a tainted witness.

And wails rang out from the host stand.

“Spare my life! Good man, I didn’t kill your parents, and I’ve never been to Yanmen Pass, and I don’t even know where Mount Shaogu is… its… actually I’m just someone’s little brother, I’m the lead little brother, not the lead big brother… you… you can’t be in the wrong studio?!”

PTR spread his hands and said bitterly to LODOS beside him, “Why does it turn out like this every time, does the so-called Evil Organization mean a shelter organization with an IQ far below the general level?”

When the commotion finally subsided, the Convener coughed twice and said without blushing or gasping, “Back in Nebuchadnezzar, Wei-Shou-Bou also suffered from the shame of hiding under the table, so there’s no shame in hiding under the table when things go wrong…” Okay, you bloodless, tearless, spermless guys, stop booing! Now we’ll skip the Convenor’s speech and go straight to the INMO Grand Master’s speech.”

The Eagle Demon, who once created the ‘Flower Picking Line’ and is still honored as a predecessor by all erotic martial arts warriors, took the stage to deliver his speech in his irreplaceable capacity. He first made a four-way bow to the surrounding, slowly said.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my personal honor to be able to speak to you here on New Year’s Eve of the Millennium. By honor, I don’t just mean that I have the privilege of being compared to all of you, but I also mean the honor of having an opportunity to be compared to so many authors.”

Eagle Devil said: “I have always believed that erotic literature on the Internet can become the common language of all Chinese, no, all mankind, in fact, this idea with the prevalence of the Internet, has been slowly established. Nowadays, on the websites of erotic literature, you can often see the cooperation and exchange between Hong Kong, Taiwan, mainland and overseas compatriots, the most obvious example is the completion of the trilogy of the human wife Emiko, which is the result of the cooperation among the Chinese in the mainland, the U.S.A. and Taiwan. And now, the Authors Club is the realization of this ideal.”

“At the height of the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union, there were still scientists in laboratories at the North and South Poles who, regardless of their nationality, race, or beliefs, cooperated wholeheartedly and devoted themselves to their own research without asking for rewards, and they were all a supreme honor to mankind. Similarly, today there is such a group of people who, regardless of the problems that have occurred on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, have managed to live in harmony and continue the creation of erotic literature without interruption. Such a group of people, I think they are really… convener, convener, and what’s wrong with you?”

“Report greatly, after listening to your words, I suddenly feel that the existence of a group of people like us is really a sorrow for all mankind!”

“Guards! Throw this delinquent middle-aged man out the window and wish him a nice flight for us!”

Hearing that there was someone to throw, K and Chaos Jun joyfully grabbed the execution.

With a long scream outside the window as a companion, Eagle Devil said: “I believe that our party today, will forever remain a page in the online erotic literature. And in order to make this special New Year’s Eve meaningful, the club decided to organize a fun event, the Decameron.”

“The Italian writer, Boccaccio, once wrote a novel. On a stormy night, a group of monks and nuns, trapped by the elements in a mountain convent, decided to pass the time by telling stories to alleviate their boredom. Our Decameron is in the spirit of this event, where authors gather around the fireplace to tell each other stories and exchange ideas…”

NUTS raised his hand and asked, “Dada, I have a question, I don’t see how our party has anything to do with the religious sisters?”

The question was posed, and the crowd on stage nodded their heads in agreement. And the Eagle Demon replied unhurriedly, “The moral standards of both of us show a perfect inverse ratio, and that’s the relationship between us.”

When there were no questions, Eagle Devil declared the Ten Day Talks officially open.

“Well, we welcome the first page of the Decameron… Huh? Convener, you’re still alive, aren’t you?

!”

“I’m a copper pea that can’t be steamed, boiled, pounded or fried.” The Convenor, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, hobbled into the arena on a crutch, “No matter how hard I am beaten, humiliated, persecuted, I will never give in, that is the soul of the erotic man!”

Sunray shook his head and said, “The soul of the erotic man? Alas! Valley essence on the brain, hopeless.”

Ordering the guards to clear out the loiterers again, the submarine and LEONIC mosey on over to the mission.

Eagle Demon announced in a loud voice: “Welcome to the first night of the Decameron – the Court of the Imaginary Image!”