Chapter 1: Integrity Shattered Everywhere, Should I Pick It Up? [1]

The 32nd Year of the Liang Zhengtong Era, Winter

"Oh, my pants!" A scream echoed through the sky, leaving nothing but the man's hysterical cries in the vast, empty snowy field.

No way? Has it become this unsafe to be a man in these times? His anus suddenly tightened as the freezing wind poured in, rushing toward him with a biting chill.

The man nearly burst into tears. No way! He had just acted on a momentary impulse and snapped off a tree branch—who had he offended?

Could there really be mountain spirits and monsters in this world? Or was an evil ghost passing through these mountains?

The man kept thumping around in the snow, desperately tugging at his pants. *Wuwu*, he could see he was losing his grip!

Before he could figure it out, he felt hands climbing onto him with great force, climbing his pants. Yes, those hands had already yanked his pants down.

No way? Does the tree spirit want revenge and plan to strip him completely naked too?

While struggling with all his might, he had to frantically pull at his pants, thumping through the snow. Not only did he get a mouthful of slush, but he couldn't even manage to cry out!

A wave of coolness sent a shiver through his entire body; he could even feel the "it's" icy hands touching the chill on his tender skin.

Oh, how pure that skin was! Aside from the years he wore open-crotch pants, no one had ever touched it. Was he really going to let this tree spirit evil ghost take advantage of him today?

The man burst into tears. He felt his anus tighten. No way? Is this thing a pervert? He was a man! He didn't want his anus exploded!

The vast white snow submerged the earth, and the daylight gradually dimmed, leaving only a sliver of white light. The freezing wind, carrying ice crystals, swept in, blowing against his cheeks with a bone-chilling cold.

The man's face turned a sickly shade of purple. He tried his best to lift his head, wanting to see clearly the person climbing onto his back!

How could he be so unlucky? Wasn't he just out gathering firewood on a snowy day? Wasn't he just acting out of a momentary fit of pique, taking it out on a single tree? Wasn't he just turning a ten-year-old little tree into a pole?

It wasn't easy for him either! Being sent out by his family to gather firewood in the heavy snow—how could he not be angry?

Heh, let's be fair here: that wasn't a little sapling. If someone had seen what he did just now, they would have been terrified. A branch as thick as a bowl! He just snapped it right off! With a few *crick-crack* sounds, he broke it into sections, saving him the trouble of splitting wood!

Was this something one does in a moment of anger? What did the poor tree do to offend him? It was stripped naked just like that! How is the poor tree supposed to show its face next year?

Thinking back to a moment ago, the man had clearly been quite proud of himself. Unfortunately, his pride lasted only a few seconds.

Just as he was preparing to leave, he felt as if something had suddenly entangled his feet. At that time, he was actually quite confident; he hadn't felt even a shred of fear.

What did he do then? He had merely let out a cold sneer, refusing to even lower his head, and prepared to kick away the hindrance at his feet.

But just as he lifted his leg, he suddenly felt a great force strike his other ankle. Losing his balance, he was violently pulled to the ground.

No way! He was so mighty, yet there was actually something that could pull him down? Can we euphemistically say for the tree: Serves you right! (Wahahaha~)

It wasn't until then that the man realized something was wrong. He struggled desperately to break free from the grip on his ankle, but something unexpected happened.

Those hands climbed upward, tightly clutching his pants. He could even feel someone crawling onto his body.

At this very moment, he finally realized the gravity of the situation, because he suddenly discovered a very serious and shocking problem.

That was—he was face down! Yes, he had been tackled to the ground face down!

*Wuwu*, now he was the one who wouldn't be able to show his face to anyone!

Just then, he felt the creature pressing down on him finally crawl up, lying directly on top of him. He could even hear "its" heavy breathing. Oh! Could this be a lecherous evil ghost? What kind of creature had he provoked?

*Wuwu*, no! His innocence, the innocence he had guarded for twenty years! Was it going to be lost just like this?

The man could only weep helplessly. His pants had already been pulled down halfway. Was this the rhythm of things that should happen, could happen, and must happen?

Oh~ my anus~ oh~ noooooo~~~~

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*(This story has a very normal orientation; the male and female leads are very cute and funny. Please feel free to dive into the pit, dear readers! The author's integrity is absolutely top-notch! Please collect, click, and recommend. Rolling around and acting cute to ask for everything!!)*