CH 2

Chapter 2: How Does One ‘Scream’ In Bedding Activities?

The candlelight in the wing room swayed gently, slightly shining in Bian Zhonghua’s smiling eyes, making him look somewhat evil.

When Qi Ci looked at his smile, he suddenly felt uneasy. As a chill ran through his spine, he thought, ‘If I’m not able to get rid of this Gu Worm tonight, then tomorrow morning I’ll be dead. So, if I’ll die anyways, it doesn’t matter whether it happens tonight or tomorrow morning’. After thinking about it, he calmed down and asked: “Did you kill someone?”

Bian Zhonghua took the tea placed on the round table and poured it into a wooden frame brass basin that was at a corner of the wing room. As he unhurriedly washed the blood from his hands, he replied: “A person? I didn’t kill anyone this time1.”

Qi Ci: “Then why do you have blood on your hands?”

As Bian Zhonghua picked up the white cloth beside the wooden frame and wiped his hands clean, he took the basin with the water stained with blood and poured it onto the orchids. Then, he said: “As you know, in this world there are ghosts, demons, and humans. Whether human nature or demon nature, there are many evildoers. Since-…”

Before he could finish, Qi Ci interrupted him: “You’re a grown man. Do you really have to ramble so much and show that you’re knowledgeable when explaining something? Why don’t you just say it and skip over the fact that you’re an expert?”

“I’m an assass-…”

“Bullshit! You’re not a-…”

Before Qi Ci could finish what he wanted to say, Bian Zhonghua’s eyes suddenly looked sharp as he rushed forward to push Qi Ci on the bed. Then he covered his mouth with his hand, and firmly pressed down Qi Ci’s body with his own.

Qi Ci’s upper body was half-naked, and when his back knocked the edge of the bed, he muffled a painful grunt. Before he could move, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and whispering outside the wing room. It seemed that whatever happened in the next wing room, it had already been discovered.

After carefully listening to the noise coming from outside for a moment, Bian Zhonghua removed his hand from Qi Ci’s mouth and said to him: “Scream a little.”

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Qi Ci’s eyes widened: “What? Scream what?”

Bian Zhonghua: “The kind of scream you’ll do in bed activities.”

Qi Ci: “….. How do I…. How the hell do I…. How the fuck would I know how to scream like that? Ah?!”

Bian Zhonghua then caught him off guard and fiercely pinched his waist. At this, a loud and painful ‘ahh’ came out of Qi Ci’s lips.

Bian Zhonghua: “That’s right!”

Qi Ci: “?? You son of a- why don’t you pinch yourself?”

Qi Ci wasn’t willing to show weakness and quickly reached out to pinch Bian Zhonghua without mercy.

Just like that, since the two of them were pinching each other, both of them made loud ‘ahh’ noises.

The two people outside the wing room, who originally wanted to break into the room to interrogate them, after hearing those noises for a while, decided to leave.

“All right!” When Bian Zhonghua heard that the sound of footsteps outside were gradually going farther away, he took Qi Ci’s hand, stopping him from continuing to pinch him: “You were hitting really hard.”

Qi Ci rolled his eyes and said: “The feeling is mutual.”

Bian Zhonghua got up from Qi Ci’s body and sat on the bed, rubbing his arms and wrists. Qi Ci also got up and slowly began to pull up his clothes while Bian Zhonghua was looking at him. Qi Ci’s skin was white as snow, however, the purple-red bruises and the bloody red whip marks were an eyesore.

Bian Zhonghua said: “Even knowing that you were going to receive customers tonight, the Madame decided to beat you up like this. But, what if the customer gets unhappy with this sight?”

Qi Ci: “If there’s lust, then it’ll be fine. What do you mean by ‘happy’ or ‘unhappy’? Won’t I still be able to arouse desire with my looks? The people who come here don’t have any compassion, and I still think that I’ve been lucky so far. I’ve heard that a regular customer, a big landlord from the east side of the city named Lord Qian, would kill the person he bought before he’s willing to leave…. wait, I just remembered. Wasn’t Lord Qian the one who was in the wing room next to this one?”

Bian Zhonghua laughed: “Yes, he was. I killed him.”

Qi Ci looked up at him.

Bian Zhonghua estimated that since the man next door had just died, the situation outside won’t be peaceful for long. If he goes now, he’ll encounter trouble. As he pinched the melon seeds on the porcelain plate, he said leisurely: “Lord Qian isn’t human, he’s a yellow-skinned rat spirit that sucks the essence, blood and qi of humans to cultivate. I came here to get rid of him. It just so happened that your wing room was next to his, and that’s why I bought you tonight.”

In this world, demons were rampant, but they could also be divided between good and evil. In order to ensure peace, the Imperial Court had appointed special Secret Servants, led by State Master2 Li. Except for most evil spirits and monsters, everyone knew about it, so Qi Ci wasn’t surprised.

Qi Ci opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again. Then, he finally murmured: “It’s good that he’s dead. Look at the Southwest corner of the courtyard, there are eight dead willow branches on the ground. Under each dead willow branch, there’s an unjust corpse buried there. All of those deaths were caused by him.”

Bian Zhonghua raised his eyebrows: “You’ve only been here for four days. How do you know this?”

Qi Ci shrugged: “One of them died the day before yesterday, and I witnessed the burial. After the burial, they planted a dead willow branch on the earth. Then they threatened me that if I dared to escape again, they would send me to Lord Qian’s bed.”

Bian Zhonghua nodded, reached out for the porcelain plate, and found that all of the melon seeds were already eaten by him. At this, he lazily stood up and stretched his waist: “The strong Dragon can’t supreme the local snake3. This Lord Qian is quite ruthless and violent. It wasn’t bad for me to stay here for more than half a month, but now that my task is complete, I shall go back to resume orders.”

When Qi Ci thought that he was about to leave, he took a few steps forward to hold Bian Zhonghua’s wrist.

“Hmm?” Bian Zhonghua raised his eyebrows to look at him.

As soon as Qi Ci opened his mouth, his voice trembled a little. He took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said: “Before you go, can you first help me get rid of the poisonous Gu worm in my body?”

Bian Zhonghua laughed: “You’re still a man in the end, so can you stop begging other people to fuck you? Have some dignity.”

Qi Ci shook off his hand and said: “Hum! It’s easier said than done4, because you’re not the one who’s going to die, and your life isn’t at risk. It’s really shameless of you to speak with such an awe-inspiring righteousness.”

Bian Zhonghua wasn’t angry at this, instead, he raised his eyebrow with interest as he looked at Qi Ci: “You’ve been here for four days, and I’m really surprised that you haven’t been killed yet.”

Qi Ci fell on the floor and said: “Am I not good-looking?”

Bian Zhonghua pinched his chin with his index finger and his thumb, and stared at Qi Ci for a short while: “You’re not too bad.”

Inside his mind, he secretly thought: ‘His beauty is unparalleled. He doesn’t look like an ordinary man, nor does he look like a male prostitute. For him to end up in a place like this, his fate must be filled with misfortune.’

Qi Ci, with a strong conscience, used the method of provocation: “You’ve already spent a hundred taels of gold but you don’t want me. Wouldn’t you be a fool if you don’t use me?”

Bian Zhonghua smiled: “Then…. why don’t we give it a try?”