Chapter 1457: Chun Nier Just as Lu Yun was about to use this utterly extraordinary idea to vent his restless emotions and dash off toward the crumbling brick kiln, a remarkably loud cry suddenly reached his ears. His swift strides halted instantly, and Lu Yun leaned in to listen, trying to confirm whether the cry he had just heard was real. "Ah...," came a clear cry amidst the rushing wind. Good heavens—was it really possible that there was a fox deity going about business inside? Once convinced that he hadn’t misheard, Lu Yun found himself hesitating. Just moments ago, he had been furious at being manipulated by the clumsy dragon and the demon king, and had thus come up with such a ridiculous notion. Yet, as he approached the crumbling brick kiln, he suddenly heard such a vivid cry. Without needing to think further, Lu Yun knew that there must be a woman inside the kiln engaged in some activity—was it truly a stroke of luck that, just as he had hoped, he had now encountered a fox spirit? Just hesitating, wondering whether to retreat, she didn't expect the woman inside the crumbling brick kiln to cry out more and more urgently, as if reaching her peak, yet no sound of a man came from within the kiln at all. Based on Lu Yun's experience, at such a crucial moment, even the most reserved man would surely become fiercely passionate—no need to mention the dramatic surge of the woman's climax, the sheer beauty of that moment alone would be enough to satisfy any man, prompting him to roar with deep, guttural cries and to utter several lusty, coarse remarks. Yet Lu Yun heard nothing at all—seeming as though there was only one woman engaged in a self-pleasuring game inside the kiln. Pausing for a moment, Lu Yun still decided to walk forward and find out what was going on. After all, the legend of the fox spirit was just a legend—since the brick kiln had fallen into disuse, it had mostly become a spot where young couples made love. Who knows, perhaps there was a couple currently enjoying themselves inside! With this thought in mind, Lu Yun quietly approached the abandoned brick kiln, descending the steep slope and gradually drawing nearer to the kiln's entrance. The woman's voice grew clearer and more intense, completely unaware that her cries would echo through the kiln and be heard by passersby. Lu Yun approached the brick kiln, and upon hearing the woman suddenly call out a man's name, instantly felt relieved. A name like Er-Zhu was surely one of the local villagers—thankfully not a fox spirit. If it had been a fox spirit, he wasn't sure his gun would have been enough to subdue her. He peered inside the kiln, and there, lying on a tangle of grass, was a woman completely bare, her legs spread wide, her right hand vigorously moving between them. No wonder—he hadn't been wrong at all. Indeed, it was a woman alone enjoying herself in the kiln. Lu Yun, who had been tormented all night by the blood-red, eerie blade in his dream, now found himself thoroughly delighted, simply watching from the sidelines. The woman lying within the tale is faceless, yet her skin is pale and smooth, her legs long and graceful—especially the vital areas concealed by her hands. Though not fully visible, the movements of her hands allow Lu Yun to catch glimpses. "Indeed, quite a few hairs—look at how eager she is. She must be a young wife whose desires remain unfulfilled," Lu Yun mused, his eyes fixed intently on the woman on the ground. "Coming now, Brother Erzhong is so wonderful… Chunni is about to arrive!" The woman's voice rose again, her hands suddenly moving faster. As she spoke, her body shuddered violently and curled up tightly—clearly reaching the peak of the woman's ideal state. Indeed, no fox spirit at all—just a real human. Chunni, Brother Erzhong—ah, so there's something special between them. Just wondering which one is Brother Erzhong. With a quick twist of his mind, Lu Yun's accumulated discomfort began to surface once more. He smiled privately to himself, thinking: Clearly, the woman in this brick kiln is not the wife of the second husband. She must have married someone she didn't truly care for, ending up here, playing solitaire in this humble brick kiln. But he wondered—what kind of man had the woman named Chunni'er married, and how had she ended up playing solitaire in this very same brick kiln? At this moment, Lu Yun still couldn't make out the woman's features, the only certainty being that the young wife lying on the grass within the brick kiln was a young woman who, though married to someone else, remained deeply devoted to her old sweetheart—essentially a woman in the service of someone else, yet yearning for her own beloved. Such a young wife, so eager and restless, surely had reasons beyond words for engaging in self-pleasure within the confines of the kiln. "Brother Two-Column, I'm so suffering..." The young housewife suddenly let out a piercing cry, tightening her grip on the two snow peaks as if she were trying to crush them, to completely smother and tear apart the man's most cherished inverted triangle region. With each exertion, she choked and sobbed, "Brother Two-Column, I don't want that man to touch me, I don't want him to—I just can't marry you. What should I do?" There's clearly a lot going on here! Upon hearing the woman's lament, Lu Yun felt a deep sense of sympathy, yet what he hadn't anticipated came even later. The woman's voice returned: "Brother Two-Column, you left so early—I'm getting married to that man I don't like in just a few days. Today, I've given myself to you. In the afterlife, you should be at peace now." Left so early? Lu Yun was startled. Had it been the case that the man referred to as 'Brother Two-Column' had actually passed away?