Chapter 86

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In the midst of what others might see as splendid and magnificent, Zunbao immediately saw through the illusion, recognizing the web-covered, decaying state of the place. He slowly walked through the room, carefully observing the surroundings, and then entered the inner chamber.

The large bed made of cherry and willow wood, the skillfully crafted makeup mirror, the silk clothes from Ma's Silk Mill... all these items were covered in dust and decay, having been left untouched for who knows how long. Seeing a dragging mark on the ground, Zunbao frowned slightly and pulled the cabinet to the side...

Immediately, a cellar entrance appeared behind the cabinet. It led downward, dark and deep, with a pungent smell of decay and dust. It seemed to have been untouched for many years.

Zunbao, with his night vision, naturally didn't need any other tools. He walked down the stone stairs for a few meters, and suddenly the scene opened up to a stone cellar, about two zhang square. The walls were covered with erotic paintings, and various kinds of obscene objects were scattered around: Mr. Horn, Myanmar bells, Guangdong things, powder-filled bags, wooden cocks... and many other items, too numerous to list.

These items were scattered on a shelf by the wall, with a large bed and a soft rope bed nearby. On the ground, there was a basin, a thick red candle, and oil for preparation. In the corner, there were horsewhips, hemp ropes, oil monkeys, Happy Buddha, Skillful Aunt, and other items, making it clear that this was a place of filth and debauchery!

Despite the thick layer of dust, one could still discern the shape and purpose of the items.

Zunbao didn't know what these things were, but he guessed from Wu's evasive words. He didn't think much about it and just walked to the corner, staring at a jar on the ground, hesitating whether to open it...

"Uh, I advise you not to open it," Tianwu's voice was rather strange, "After you see it, you'll regret it."

Hearing this, Zunbao's curiosity was naturally suppressed, and he pulled his hand back, saying, "Then, what is it?"

Tianwu chuckled, "Inside is the meat treasure. It's something used by evil practitioners to maintain their youth. Simply put, it's a man's penis, processed and consumed as a medicine..."

"Eat? Can you really eat that?"

"Of course! Ancient books say that a man's penis should be washed in clear water, marinated in wine for three days to remove the odor, then dried. After that, use two grams each of agarwood, clove, chicken bone, datura, and jiaxiang, one gram each of frankincense, sandalwood, and shexiang, and five grams each of linglei, huoxiang, qinggui, baijian, qingmu, and gansong. Use three grams each of sparrow head, suhe, anxi, and yanxiang. Grind them all into a fine powder, mix with honey to form pills, and store them in a ceramic container sealed with wax paper. When needed, insert them into the private parts, and that's it..."

"Cough, so that's what it is," Zunbao immediately stood up, moving far away from the jar, and said, "In the past, there was a ghost that used to eat this, and my grandfather Liu always cursed, 'Eat your mother's hammer.' I never understood what it meant—now I do! Cough, I'll stay far away; this isn't something I would eat..."

Seeing Zunbao's half-understanding, Tianwu couldn't help but chuckle.

Since this place was full of such items, Zunbao didn't want to stay any longer. He climbed up the ladder, saying, "This is strange! I felt a strong and heavy blood smell here, thinking it was a place of murder, but it's just this—where are the bodies from the stake and the few survivors from the carriage?"

"I don't know," Tianwu pondered, "Maybe they escaped?"

Zunbao thought for a moment and shook his head, "No! The women on the carriage had their eyes gouged out and heads cut off, so they couldn't have escaped... Whether the men abandoned their families to escape is unknown, but the child was only five years old. How could he have escaped?" He then concluded, "There must be another reason we don't know!"

"Shall we look further?" Tianwu suggested, "Since a few more people have arrived, we'll know the result soon."

"Let's do that for now!"

The two climbed up the ladder and returned to the courtyard, peering through the door crack. Inside, four soldiers were sitting, their shirts open, each hugging a red-powdered skeleton, drinking and reveling. The bowls and dishes on the table were full of mud, wriggling maggots, rotten flesh, and mushy brains. They were eating and drinking heartily, occasionally kissing and licking the faces of the skeletons, enjoying themselves immensely!

The revelers were savoring their food, while the onlookers were almost vomiting!

Alas! The world is often like this, but how many people in the midst of it can see through the fog and recognize the deception?

Deeply mired in the muck, they don't know where they are, focused only on the food before them; when they finally break free from the illusion, they regret it too late!

The world is a blur, and those soldiers were enjoying themselves, unaware of their true situation.

On the stage, the actress playing Zhao Wuniang in "The Lute" was extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure and a flirtatious gaze. The soldiers immediately wanted to have her, calling for the lead actress to come down and drink with them. The courtesans tried to dissuade them, but the soldiers only became more aggressive, pulling out a pistol and slamming it on the table, slurring, "Damn it, are you coming or not?"

The courtesans were terrified, their faces ashen, and they quickly hid to the side, their eyes full of fear. The soldiers, feeling triumphant, grabbed their guns and tried to climb onto the stage to pull her down.

The madam couldn't let them do that, so she quickly intervened, calling for the soldiers to wait, and had the actress come down to drink with them. The actress gracefully descended and bowed:

"Meeting the officers."

Seeing her off the stage, she was even more beautiful!

Her eyes were like the moon, her face like a flower, her beauty captivating, her lips red and her figure graceful!

The soldier, delighted, immediately pulled her into his arms, calling her "sweet meat" and burying his head in her cleavage, inhaling deeply and looking up with a lecherous expression. The woman playfully pushed him away, holding a cup and smiling, "Officers, don't be in a hurry! As the saying goes, good things don't come in a hurry!"

"Good things don't come in a hurry, but good wives don't stay in bed!" The other soldiers laughed, teasing, "Deputy, this is a joke, telling you not to do it in bed, hahaha!"

The deputy laughed, his eyes nearly slits, and drank the wine in one gulp. He pinched the woman's chin, leering, "My little heart, my darling, you'll keep me company tonight, won't you?"

"Oh, you men are all so bad!" The woman pretended to be angry, "You only care about my body, not my feelings—no way!"

"Hey, look, you're being picky!" The deputy laughed at the others, and they all burst into laughter. He turned to the woman, "My darling, as long as you comply, I'll give you anything—dollars, hairpins, or silk clothes. I can give you anything!"

The woman giggled, gently touching his face, "Really?"

"Of course, I never lie!" The deputy laughed, leaning in to kiss her hand, "Really, pure gold!"

The woman's hand slowly stopped on his chest, her tone suddenly cold, "Then, I want your heart. Will you give it to me?"

The deputy, still kissing her hand, felt the warmth and softness, and his soul was almost lost. He mumbled, "My heart is already yours. Take it if you want!"

The woman suddenly pulled her hand away, stood in the hall, and burst into laughter!

The other women and guests also laughed, the entire scene becoming a chaotic frenzy. The four soldiers, not understanding what was happening, were startled and stood up, pointing their guns at the crowd, shouting, "Shut up! All of you, shut up!"

The people continued to laugh and sing, completely ignoring the soldiers' commands!

The scene was too bizarre, and the soldiers felt a chill run down their spines, huddling together, asking each other in confusion:

"Heaven! What's happening?" "What should we do?" "What's going on?"

Their faces were pale, their hearts racing, their hair standing on end, and their fingers trembling, ready to fire at any moment!

Suddenly, the door to the inner courtyard slowly opened, and several naked men walked out! The men were completely hairless, their eyelids and lips sewn shut, and their ears cut off, leaving only two holes in their cheeks...

The wounds were gray and lifeless, like old pork, but blood still oozed out, looking more like pus.

The soldiers, seeing this, were terrified. One of them recognized one of the men, "Isn't that Liu Xincheng? How did he become such a monster?" The others were equally shocked, confirming it was indeed him.

The child behind him was likely his son.

"Monsters?" The woman suddenly stopped laughing, her eyes cold, "He had a wife and child but lusted after other women, falling into a demonic state. Only this could reduce his sins... Abinatus, Sia, and Lu, Alabala..." She murmured, raising her hands to the sky, as if in prayer!

The other women and guests also raised their hands, chanting in unison, their voices rising and falling. Suddenly, a piece of the table peeled off and floated up to the ceiling, revealing the dark, dirty object beneath!

Not just the table, but all the furniture, walls, bowls, cups, curtains, and silk... everything peeled off and flew up, like a tide flowing backward, heading toward the sky!

The true face of the place was revealed, the splendor gone, leaving only ruins, broken tiles, weak mice, and timid spiders. The spider webs were like curtains, and the dust covered the entire house.

The table was crawling with maggots, a scene of utter filth! (To be continued. Please search for Piaowen.com for faster updates and better reading experience!)

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