Morning - Where are you going?

Chapter (1)

Near the Yoma Mountain in Bago, there was a small village at the bottom of a ravine. The small village was inhabited by Shan people who made a living by cultivating green rice, bamboo, peanuts, and other crops.

One summer evening, the Shan girl Ma Nan Pau was gathering firewood on the mountain and bathing in the stream.

Ma Nang Pau was the most beautiful Shan girl in that village. Her skin was golden yellow, her face was like a crescent moon, with a round forehead and a well-proportioned nose, eyes, eyebrows, and nose. The green veins on her cheeks were like the branches of a lotus flower, the branches of a lotus, and when she smiled, her cheeks were hollow and very lovely.

The water in the bathing area was so clear that it looked like gold where it fell from the branches and leaves of the eastern trees.

Her full breasts, elegant and slender waist, plump and round buttocks, and smooth and straight thighs and legs captivated anyone who saw her, unable to take their eyes off her.

Those two eyes were one, peering out from between the bushes.

As is the natural tendency of people to automatically activate their nerves when someone is not paying attention to them or is plotting something against them, Nang Pho's mind became restless and he looked towards the thick bushes.

Looking up, he saw a terrifying figure in the bushes, with a beard, mustache, and whiskers, whether it was a hermit, a hermit, or a big cat. He thought it was a ghost and ducked his head.

I wonder if he is a real human being, how can anyone come to this mountain with such beautiful clothes and fresh green leaves? Was Zawgyi just deliberately acting like a fool to make me crazy? Thoughts quickly flashed through my mind.

The urge to fall down and fall into the arms of the little angel was almost overwhelming, but he held himself back.

The young prince also stared at the king's face with a look of indifference and bit his lip.

As he looked, the figure, who looked like a child of a god, moved his lips as if asking something, and smiled, revealing his smooth, white teeth.

The Shan girl asked with a smile and gesture, "What did you say?" and then, pulling her skirt up to her knees, she climbed up the rocky hill.

When I saw the vision, I felt like running and hugging it at first sight, and I didn't even notice that I was walking and climbing like that, because my heart was so moved by it.

The young man stepped forward and they met in the clearing, walking towards each other.

The little angel held both of Nang Pau's hands and looked at his face, pretending to enjoy the taste of the vision. The little Shan girl also felt a sense of relief when she was held by his hand, shaking her head gently, and a storm of wind was blowing inside her. As she pulled and pulled with all her strength, the strangeness of the vision in the little Shan girl's mind seemed to completely drive away fear and shame. She forgot the whole world and the sensuality of women, and she hurried to reach his arms. She was only afraid that the little angel would disappear by accident, or that he would grow fangs and become a giant monster after reaching his arms.

"What are you doing on that mountain? Are you a human or a spirit? Is that the big creature I saw earlier?"

And so on, he asked eagerly, breathless.

When he uncovered his head again, he stood upright on a rock by the water, looked at the palace for a moment as if in meditation (holding his rosary), then turned and left.

The king did not come up from the stream for a long time. After a while, he went near a rock, took the longyi and the clothes that were piled on the top of the rock, and sat down on a low rock, covered by a large rock, and put on the clothes first.

Then, with her wet hair spread out over her back and her robe pulled down over her head, she stretched out on the rock and stood up, her loincloth on.

Looking to the north and south, about a bamboo stick away, standing under the bamboo trees, which were wet with small springs and springs, I saw a young man, not too tall or too short, slender, beautifully dressed, with a headpiece adorned with blue flowers, looking like a prince.

The eyes of the king and the young man were locked together, as if they were being held together by an invisible electric cord, and they did not blink.

The king's heart was beating fast.

The young man's face seemed to be smiling, his lips seemed to be saying something, and his neck was stretched forward, as if he was gathering strength to run at once.

The king, his heart filled with joy and excitement, walked forward with a bright red face, and a sweet smile on his face, as if he wanted to say something.

What young heart could not smile with joy at the sight of such a handsome young man alone in a quiet, secluded place, devoid of people?

Is it a human, a spirit, a demon, a demon, a demon? The ghost I saw just now, has taken on a form of some kind, beautiful. I have been collecting wood like this many times before, but I have never seen it like this before. Why should I see this lovely form now?

"It's nothing, I'm human." "If you're human, why don't you live among humans? I don't think I'm human."

"Man, try it. Look carefully at the bones, the flesh, and the feathers. There's even some red paint here."

"He said, and opened his shirt and showed his chest. He touched the king's limbs and tried to touch them.

"What about you, are you human?"

"I am also a human being, sir."

"I'll try it this way. It's cold, so hold on, baby, it won't hurt. I'll hold it slowly."

"Do you want to be a ghost with a big bone?"

"Where is the ghost? Did a ghost say this? It's not a ghost, it's a real person. Don't you believe it yet?"

“I don't believe you, no matter what you say, you're not like a human.” “Why are you not like a human?” “Because you're more beautiful than a human.”

"It's human. If you don't believe me, kiss me. It smells human, man," he said, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, you very thin Nanabhava, tell me honestly, why are you wearing this on the mountain? If you were a human, you wouldn't be like this."

“Oh, don’t ask, I don’t think you’re human either, I just think humans aren’t as pretty as you are. Let’s try to see if you smell human,” he said, then hugged her and kissed her cheeks, face, neck, shoulders, chest, and head, “It’s sweet, it’s not human smell.”

"What do you smell?"

"It smells like a lotus flower, it

"Yes, I think so."

"I think so, do you think so too?"

"I think it's true, you're not a man, you're a keeper of property."

"Where is the north mountain and the south mountain?"

"No, no, I come here to collect firewood every day, I just found out now."

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"I started seeing you about fourteen or fifteen days ago. Since then, I can't stay in the house. I'm so in love with you. Come every day."

"I come here every day, where do you see me from?"

"There are so many places to peek in the forest."

"This is how you protect your property, Nanabhav."

"Don't tell anyone, or you'll never see me again. Do you have parents?"

"You... don't you know Nana Bhava?" "Nana Bhava, but you know it only when you go and see it, but you haven't seen it yet."

"I live with my stepfather. My mother is very afraid of him, the whole village is afraid of him. He is trying to do something to me. I don't agree with him. He is forcing me too much. I don't live at home for this. I go up to the mountains to collect firewood and pick flowers. Can't you save me with your supernatural powers..."

"If he's lucky, he'll be tough. Our Nanabhava can defeat even the unlucky."

"I'm not trying to defeat him, I'm just telling him to watch over me..."

"You don't understand the nature of the universe, but there are also powerful spirits above you, who have nine degrees, rules, and possessions."