Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 29 - 29 29 No Taboos

29: Chapter 29: No Taboos 29: Chapter 29: No Taboos Jin Sheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

With great difficulty, he had stabilized his internal injuries, but just a few words of conversation with her had triggered them anew.

Filled with resentment by the irritation, irritation surged up to Jin Sheng’s head.

In a moment, he didn’t bother to think before speaking, consumed with the thought that since she had disgusted him, he should disgust her in return.

Thus, in a death-wishing manner, he shouted towards the woman in red, who was already flying in the sky with sword control:

“I saw it; you invited that little corpse demon to drink with you.

It was even the mud wine you brought from Beiliao Town.

Have you fallen for him?”

As soon as he spoke, a black chess piece, heavy as a mountain, crashed down.

With a booming sound, it landed in front of him.

His voice abruptly ended, and in front of his boots, smoke billowed and the ground caved in, creating a deep pit with a diameter of five meters and a depth of ten meters.

A black chess piece lay quietly at the bottom of the pit.

The woman in red, her back to the moonlight, had an indescribably bitter and mocking expression, her bright red clothes flapping eerily like a specter.

Her body bore no murderous aura, yet one could feel an intense chill deep in one’s heart.

“Don’t you think…” Her dark pupils, like two pitch-black abysses, she slowly said, “That your statement is very funny?”

Jin Sheng swallowed hard, his cold sweat flowing as he looked at the huge pit in front of him; he suddenly frightenedly sat down, his buttocks ice-cold.

“If you want me to make a move that sends you to the nether hell, just say so directly.

No need for all this nonsense.”

Her slender fingertips lightly pinched a black piece.

Her gaze seemed teasingly amused, yet her eyes were profoundly cold, without a hint of a smile.

Jin Sheng harshly slapped his own face, silently cursing his own stupidity.

Knowing full well what this woman’s reverse scale was, yet he heedlessly poked it.

His life as he knew it was really too long!

He hurriedly got up, bowed deeply, and said with utmost respect: “Please go ahead, Miss.

All those words were nonsense, not to be taken seriously.”

This time, Yin Baishuang didn’t seem in a hurry to leave, even though she was ten meters above the ground.

Her gaze still accurately fell on a small earthworm that was struggling to wriggle out of the hole in the ground.

She suddenly smiled, her smile innocently peculiar: “That earthworm looks rather pretty.”

Jin Sheng, eager to send off this plague, quickly echoed: “Pretty, pretty, really pretty.”

Yin Baishuang then said: “But I think the scene of eating the earthworm raw would be prettier.”

Jin Sheng’s face instantly went dark: “That…

that’s not good.”

“Is it?” Her fingertip loosened without warning, and the black piece plummeted.

Sweat droplets on Jin Sheng’s forehead also fell rapidly and desperately; he kneeled, grabbing the wriggling earthworm.

Without looking, he painfully closed his eyes, bit hard, and then swallowed.

The motion was completed in one go, as if indeed performed with heroic flair.

Suppressing the urge to retch, he opened his mouth widely and shouted: “Eaten!

Eaten!

Please spare me!”

The cold black piece gently landed on his forehead, scaring him into a frenzy.

His hand, which held the unsheathed longsword, waved about wildly, his eyes darting around in terror.

As the black piece slid from his forehead to the ground, he was still in Kongcang Mountain.

Above in the sky, with her clothes fluttering, she slightly curled her lips, her eyes curved without any hint of a smile, and said:

“I was just saying it, didn’t actually ask you to eat it.

Jin Sheng of Bai Tuo Mountain, I wouldn’t dare to humiliate you like that, would I?”

Jin Sheng was almost crazed and stifling, feeling like vomiting blood internally.

But on the surface, he had to hold back the disgust and discomfort, pulling out an ugly smile and saying: “Miss, you exaggerate.

Whatever the miss asks of me, Jin Sheng dares not disobey.

Not just a mere earthworm, even if it’s the excrement from an outhouse, just say the word and Jin Sheng will laugh and lick it up for you.”

Damn it, I don’t even care about my face anymore; please just leave, I beg of you.

I don’t even ask to be sent back to Bai Tuo Mountain anymore; just spare me from any more torment here.

“That sounds like a very good idea.

Let’s do it that way next time we meet, remember what you promised.”

At last, Yin Baishuang mercifully ‘temporarily’ let him go.

Jin Sheng teared up, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, secretly vowing to stay far away from this plague of a woman in the future.

Only when he confirmed that the figure in red had completely vanished into the night did he feel dejected, holding his longsword with both hands together, saying: “Amitabha, Amitabha…

Little corpse demon, please give me a break, I’m protecting you secretly, just keep a low profile, especially don’t provoke women in red anymore; you’re happy drinking while I suffer all the misfortune!”

Murmuring so, a bizarre and outrageous thought suddenly rose in Jin Sheng’s mind.

Thinking to himself, out of all the women in the world one should never provoke, the little corpse demon had thoroughly managed to provoke one of those women within just ten days.

The days ahead were still long; if he inadvertently provoked that other one…

Just thinking about it, Jin Sheng shivered violently.

Hunching his shoulders, he muttered: “pah pah pah…

if nothing is taboo, nothing is taboo.”

He randomly found a cave as a temporary resting place, welcoming a new day in the mountain.

Baili An normally intended to enter a meditative state.

But as soon as he found a relatively clean spot to sit, the world suddenly spun, and his head felt heavy but his feet light.

Wait…

What’s happening to me?

Baili An was shocked.

His body, clearly recovering under Yin Baishuang’s strange cold ice, had felt much better.

So why was he feeling so dizzy now?

The deer, wide-eyed, looked at him worriedly.

Baili An quickly got up, his body weak, almost collapsing.

Supporting himself against the cave wall to stand straight, he felt this sensation was both distant and familiar.

Was he…

drunk?

Baili An couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Thinking to himself what kind of constitution he had, wasn’t he supposed to be cold and dead?

How could he have become drunk after just a few drinks?

And it was the drink from last night too; how could the effects of that inferior alcohol be so delayed?

Thud—he collapsed.

Baili An woke up from his coffin for the first time, drunk and asleep.

After sleeping like that, he slept for a full three days.

When he woke up again, it was another pitch-dark night.

Rubbing his heavy head, he felt very weird, almost having the illusion that he wasn’t completely dead and might still be saved.

Otherwise, how could a corpse demon possibly get drunk?

Although it was because of the jug of wine from Yin Baishuang that he had drunkenly fallen asleep, it was a genuine slumber.

In his deep sleep, he even vaguely remembered having a dream.

In the dream, there seemed to be a dilapidated ancient temple, and on the mountain path outside was a young boy and girl.

The ragged boy carried a young girl in a green shirt in his arms, his face sporting a bright smile, he said a simple words, ‘Good wine.’