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Chapter 13 Part 1: Awakening Voice
"Chen Yingwei!"
Suddenly a deep, sonorous voice echoed in my ear, coming closer.
Huh, who's yelling out loud?
"Chen Yingwei!"
Wait that name's familiar.
"Chen Yingwei, have you forgotten your real name?"
A shock ran through my whole body I "woke" up at once!
I remembered now Chen Yingwei was my name in my old world!
Why is someone calling me by it now?
It must be a dream I must have fallen asleep!
"Chen Yingwei, what's true, what's a dream? Is each day here for waking up, or for falling deeper into the dream?"
In a flash, all my experiences here flickered through my mind: scent of beauties, naked flesh, wild coupling...
I jolted awake on the soft couch, drenched in sweat. Glancing about, thankfully I was still in the lodge.
On the bed next to me, Lin Jiabi was gone she'd woken up early?
I checked my phone not even 7:00 yet, but it was light out.
Share a bed with the Miss? I wasn't up to that yet; last night she slept in her bed, I on a divan beside it. Did you think she was like Yiyi?
I calmed myself, reflecting on that dream voice had I been overthinking it? Or was there really something else living in this temple?
No point dwelling now; since I couldn't sleep, I changed my sweat-soaked clothes. In this world, clothing changes are frequent, especially underwear women carry spares, men too.
Everywhere provides clothing for convenience like T-shirts, shorts; the hotel rooms upstairs, and here too.
"Yellow T-shirt, good fabric you'll do."
I muttered, trying it on. Suddenly, a slip of paper fluttered out; I snatched it on the fly. On it, one line: 100, within five days.
What does this mean?
Maybe left by a previous guest I stuffed it in my shorts and left the lodge.
Outside, Lin Jiabi was wearing a T-shirt and shorts too, stretching on last night's crazy stone. Her moves, at first glance yoga-like, focused on the lower body, especially inner thigh strength.
"Morning, Miss."
I smiled and greeted her.
"Morning, Yayi. Did you sleep well? Hey, why are you wearing that shirt?"
She saw my yellow T-shirt and looked surprised, even her movements faltered.
"What's special about it? Saw it and wore it, that's all."
I checked no patterns or marks.
"Never mind, so long as you wear it. But don't wear it outside the temple. We'll have your old outfit sent up."
What was it with this shirt?
Suddenly I recalled the note, and blurted out, "By the way "
"Hmm? What is it?"
Lin Jiabi paused her warmup.
I handed her the paper. "Found this in the shirt no idea whose or what it's for."
Her workout-flushed face transformed, blooming into a fresh smile, a blush rising an expression I'd never seen from her, more like a shy maiden than a seasoned siren.
At that moment came a knock at the courtyard gate. She dropped the note, "Ah, breakfast is here. Yayi, could you get it?"
"Miss, is this note left for you?"
"Don't fuss just open the door! I'm starving!"
She was excited, breathing a little fast.
Did a note really make her that thrilled?
My stomach rumbled too last night's activities had drained me.
A robed attendant, resembling Master Genting, handed over a tray with two bowls of congee and delicate cakes all vegetarian. I bowed respectfully, accepted the meal, and received a return bow before he left.
"Yayi, after you eat, get ready. I'm taking you to meet Master Zhigen. After that… well, we'll see."
"So I'm not going back to the hotel?"
Not that I minded, since I had an appointment with Feiyi. If things went well, I'd be free before 8:00 a.m.
"We'll see. For now, let's eat."
After breakfast, I toured the sanctuary for the first time. Entering through the front was the main altar the grandest space, dominated by… a huge phallus offering, easily five or six meters high, gold-plated, every detail meticulously sculpted.
At its base, a row of smaller-than-life phallus models metal, jade, wood, ceramic like upscaled dildos.
A few attendants knelt beside the altar, performing the signature "jerk-off greeting," mumbling unknown chants.
"Good morning. Here to visit the Master?"
Genting appeared behind us; after a respectful exchange, she asked.
"Yes, is he back? Does he have time?" Jiabi asked.
"He's here, but blessing a family right now please wait; someone will fetch you soon."
"Thank you, Master."
Genting left. Jiabi said, "Let's wait over there a first time visiting, right?"
Curious myself about the phallus rites, I nodded.
Soon two women entered tourists from the look, one young in a white skirt and yellow top, the other older in black slacks and a coat, with a husband in tow.
Both women knelt before the altar, bowed to the phallus.
Then, unexpectedly, the young one reached up her skirt and slid off a pair of lacy black panties, tossing them aside; the older one stripped off both layers, handed them to her husband.
Next, they seated themselves legs wide, crotches straight at the holy phallus then, with hands, gently parted their folds, exposing pink flesh.
"They're… worshiping?" I whispered.
Jiabi replied, "That's the 'body offering'; they present their vaginas to the Divine Root. Then comes 'root seeking' they select one of the models to touch and pray. See the young one chose jade (for luck in love), the older woman the gold (for money)."
"What about men? Do they get to touch it?"
"Don't be silly men touching is forbidden; they stand back. Men touching men what would that mean? Men can pray here too, but not up front."
Truly a phallic cult all about women, not men.
The two women, after touching, bowed again, the girl picked up her underwear and left still bare; the older woman, instead of leaving, knelt before an attendant, whispered something, and was led into the rear by the robed woman.
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