[Hetu] [Enticing the Red Chamber] [Episode 13, Chapter 8]

Chapter Eight: The Dead of Night

Time flowed leisurely, unchanging through the ages.

But for Jia Rong, time seemed unbearably long. His burning desire,

weakened finally been extinguished by a bucket of cold water poured down from above.

With a "whoosh," a torrent of water cascaded down, soaking Jia Lan, who had been pacing back and forth in front of the door, into

a drenched mess .

The early spring night was already chilly, and now, in the dead of night, a bucket of cold water soaking him to the bone

felt like an icy blade piercing Jia Rong's very marrow.

Shivering and sneezing incessantly, Jia Rong looked up at the bright moon in utter astonishment, thinking:

How could cold water fall from the sky on such a clear night? Could it be… a ghost?

Even now, consumed by lust, Jia Lan still didn't suspect You Erjie. He shifted his feet, then

stopped, thinking: What should I do? Go or stay?

He had been waiting there for almost an hour. What if the beauty returned as soon as he left? That would be

such a waste! But if he didn't leave, what if there really was a ghost? Thinking of this, Jia Rong's legs trembled even more.

After a struggle and hesitation, his fear of ghosts and spirits outweighed his lust for her. Finally, he glared at the tightly closed door,

then fled like a rabbit.

Just then, a cold wind suddenly arose in the passageway, whipping up sand and swirling around it, instantly transforming it into

a strange and eerie space.

"Ah!" The sudden change made Jia Rong's heart tighten. Although he used all his strength, his legs moved slower instead of faster

. He looked around in fear, his voice trembling, "My God, there really is a ghost, there really is a ghost..."

The naturally timid Jia Rong became more and more afraid as he thought about it. After a moment, he knelt down with a "thud,"

kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy, "Grandpa Ghost, Ancestor Ghost, please spare me, spare my life! I'm

willing to offer ten living people as sacrifices, or even a hundred."

Qin Keqing, hidden in the night sky, looked at Jia Rong's extremely ugly state at this moment. Recalling his past

arrogance , her heart surged with hatred, and at the same time, a faint bitterness arose: the lowly person under her feet, who was worse than a dog

, had once been her husband. Fate was truly cruel!

Hatred welled up in her heart, and anger surged within her. Qin Keqing gritted her teeth, and with a surge of her meager magical power, the illusory

icy world whipped up by a fierce wind, terrifying Jia Rong to the point of utter panic.

"Waaah..." Jia Rong wept bitterly, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy in his desperation, "Grandpa Ghost, Ancestor

Ghost I have an eighty-year-old father, a three-year-old child, and a wife who is seriously ill in bed to care for..."

Alas, this good-for-nothing dares to steal a kiss, truly a disgrace to our generation of romantics! Baoyu, hidden in the shadows, rolled

his eyes , showing no intention of saving anyone, only curiosity about the wicked Qin Keqing.

A gust of cold wind swept through, chilling to the bone, and Qin Keqing finally revealed her sinister ghostly figure.

In the howling wind, her translucent spirit danced in the air, wreathed in ghostly flames, and echoed with ghostly cries. Her trailing white robe

perfectly embodied the legendary image of a vengeful ghost.

"Are you referring to me as your wife?"

A chilling, ghostly voice spit out between clenched teeth, interrupting Jia Rong's scream

. The face, with its blue fangs, gaping maw, and three-foot-long tongue, suddenly enlarged and lunged at Jia Rong with incredible speed.

"Ah, help!"

Terrified, Jia Rong scrambled to his feet and frantically rushed towards the side gate, but no matter how much he cried out,

there was no response.

"Jia Rong, give me—my—life—back!"

The eerie, low voice was truly soul-snatching, hovering around Jia Rong, its terror instinctive

force palpable.

"No, no, waah…"

Tears streamed down Jia Rong's face as he collapsed limply at the door, muttering, "Ghost Ancestor, you've mistaken me for someone else,

it's not me, I'm not…"

"Look closely, who—am I?" The ghostly figure stepped back slightly, revealing Qin Keqing's true

form , though her exquisite face was now tinged with a bluish aura, making her utterly terrifying.

"Ah! You...you...it's...it's Qin Keqing!" Surprise and fear burst from Jia Rong's mouth simultaneously.

At this moment, he felt no joy at the reunion with his wife, only endless terror. He involuntarily recalled

the curse Qin Keqing left behind at the time of her death—"You two beasts, even as a ghost, I, Qin Keqing, will never let you go!"

Jia Rong thought in terror: She's back! She's really back for revenge! It's over, I'm doomed! Help!

At the same moment, Bao Yu, hidden in the shadows, also trembled, finally understanding the ghost's identity—

the first of the Twelve Beauties to die of illness, and also the most unfortunate.

Alas! It's a pity he was reborn too late. What a pity! And the most hateful one is that idiot Jia Rong!

Bao Yu's compassion turned into resentment. He felt not only no desire to save Jia Rong, but even the urge to take matters into his own hands.

"Jia Rong, do you remember me now?"

Before the words were even finished, Qin Keqing transformed back into a monstrous ghost with a blue face and fangs, her long tongue lolling out as she hovered closer to Jia Rong,

saying, "You dog, I'll drink your blood and eat your flesh!"

An invisible chill swept through the air, and Jia Rong fell to the ground once more. His eyes widened, and he crawled backward, his hands pushing

against .

"No, don't come any closer! Help!" A chilling cold permeated his being, from his body to his soul; Jia Rong was

completely terrified.

"You dog, the eighteen levels of hell await you! I'll make you climb mountains of knives and plunge into boiling oil! I'll—eat you!"

Seeing Jia Rong's life force about to be extinguished, Qin Keqing's black hair flew wildly with excitement, making her appear even more ferocious and terrifying. With

a thought, illusory fangs suddenly extended from her mouth, and she opened her blood-red maw, viciously devouring Jia Rong. In that moment of peak

terror , time seemed to stretch endlessly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The capillaries in Jia Rong's eyes kept breaking, blood filling his pupils as his pupils dilated rapidly.

Not only that, he even heard the sound of his heart tearing apart.

A death scream reached Jia Rong's lips, just then, a dark figure leaped down from the wall.

"This humble Taoist is here! You little devil, cease your arrogance!"

The Spirit Medicine Master had also arrived a while ago. After observing from the shadows, Qin Keqing's weakness gave him

the courage . With a sweep of his gourd, he indeed forced Qin Keqing back three zhang.

"Immortal Master, save me!" Jia Rong was overjoyed, scrambling and crawling behind the Spirit Medicine Master.

"Young master, do not panic. This humble Taoist will subdue this ghost."

"Good, good, good! Quickly capture her, destroy her, and let this vile woman's soul be scattered!" Seeing the situation change, Jia Rong

immediately jumped up and roared madly, "Immortal Master, do it quickly! I'm willing to reward you with a hundred taels of gold to kill her!"

Lingyao Zhenren was a charlatan in the martial arts world; he had never seen a hundred taels of gold before. He swallowed hard, immediately raised

the gourd , and chanted the incantation taught to him by Liu Xianglian.

A howling, eerie wind blew out of the gourd, like a tornado engulfing Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing's face turned pale instantly, and the ghostly figure vanished in an instant. Although she struggled desperately, her body

slowly floated towards the mouth of the gourd.

"Vile woman, die! Hmph, dare to oppose me! I will turn your soul to ashes, so you will never

be reincarnated ! Hehehe..."

Jia Rong's laughter was still lingering when suddenly a pebble flew out from the darkness. A scream of "Ah!" was heard, and

Lingyao Zhenren was thrown backward, crashing into Jia Rong.

With a muffled thud, all the noise vanished mysteriously, as if severed by a single stroke.

The Spirit Medicine Master and Jia Rong rolled together in a corner, unconscious.

Qin Keqing, having narrowly escaped death, blinked her beautiful eyes in a daze, completely unaware of what had happened.

After a full minute of stunned silence, Qin Keqing suddenly snapped back to reality. With a furious roar, her hands transformed into

sharp claws , unleashing a gust of cold wind that lunged at Jia Rong. The wind was eerie and chilling, yet it could barely harm Jia Rong, only ruffling his

collar. Qin Keqing's claws swept across Jia Rong's neck again and again, each strike failing, doubling

her resentment . 　　The roar grew increasingly ferocious and shrill; after a dozen or so cries, it was no longer a roar of vengeance, but a torrent of blood and tears! After all, her enemy, Jia Rong, lay at her feet, yet she could not harm him in the slightest. Could there be a more cruel, cold-blooded ? 　　Suddenly, a sharp shout erupted from underground, and in this passage filled with blood and tears, another strange event occurred . 　　The ground rippled like water, and then two ghostly figures slowly rose from the center of the ripples. 　　Moonlight broke through the obstruction of the yin wind and black mist, shining down and illuminating a pair of bull horns and a horse's face. The moonlight also shone on Qin Keqing's face, turning her deathly pale. She involuntarily retreated, then roared and lunged at Jia Rong, intending to use her burning ghostly fire to perish together with him. 　　"You audacious little devil, how dare you commit evil in the human world!" 　　The bull-headed demon flicked his iron chain, and a beam of light blocked Qin Keqing and Jia Rong. Qin Keqing rushed , only to be violently bounced back by the light and slammed into the wall. 　　Horse-face's chains flew up, forming a circle above Qin Keqing's head. He sternly rebuked, " The mortal and the living are separated. The mortal realm has its own way. How dare you, a little devil, act recklessly and disrupt the laws of both realms!" 　　"Lord Ghost Officer, please hear what I have to say." Qin Keqing was powerless to resist and could only kneel on the ground, weeping bitterly , "I died unjustly. Jia Rong was worse than a beast. I will avenge my wrongs and settle my scores. What wrong have I done?" 　　"You scoundrel! You are now a ghost, under the jurisdiction of my underworld. Human affairs are no longer your concern. Immediately put on the chains and return to the underworld to be punished!" Before he finished speaking, Horse-face's soul-locking chain had already fallen from the sky, aiming for Qin Keqing 's neck. 　　"Ouch! Who is so inconsiderate? Littering!" 　　A strange shout rang out from the top of the wall, followed by a sudden gust of wind. By the time Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Qin Keqing came to their senses, the soul-locking chain was already on Baoyu's body. 　　Baoyu touched the Soul-Locking Chain and chuckled, "Who threw this trash here? It hit me! Pay up!" Pay up? A human demanding payment from the ghost messengers...? Ox-Head and Horse-Face instinctively exchanged glances, their astonished looks confirming they hadn't misheard. 　　"Hey, you two, pay up right now, or I'll take you to the authorities," Baoyu threatened. 　　"You damn fools, you're courting death! I'll make an exception today and show you what the underworld is like !" 　　At this moment, Ox-Head and Horse-Face recognized Baoyu, and their anger surged. The more respectful Baoyu had been to them before, the more hateful his expression became now , causing their anger to instantly spiral out of control. With 　　a "whoosh," Ox-Head and Horse-Face's bodies instantly grew several times larger, the Soul-Locking Chain crackling with yin fire and howling winds , crashing straight down towards Baoyu's head. 　　"Ah, Uncle Bao, be careful! Run!" Qin Keqing knelt behind Baoyu, her kind nature making her forget that Baoyu was the one she was meant to deal with, and also making her forget the magic of the Jade of Spiritual Enlightenment. She cried out urgently, "They're not human! Run! Don't worry about me!" 　　"Just because they're not human doesn't mean they can act so arrogantly! Dream on! Heh heh..." 　　Amidst the laughter, two more low, muffled thuds rang out. 　　The next instant, Qin Keqing's lips parted wide, stunned, staring in disbelief at the scene before her, her figure still in the posture of lunging forward, intending to push Baoyu away. 　　In the passage between the walls, Baoyu lay with his shoulders slumped and head tilted, exuding an aura of roguishness, while the menacing Ox-Head and Horse-Face lay on the ground, their illusory ghostly figures instantly reverting to their original forms. 　　"Hey, you two inhuman bastards, are you going to fight?" The Soul-Locking Chain flew into Bao Yu's hand, and he happily swung it around while righteously accusing, "This young master hates bullies and those who use their power to oppress the weak You two bastards, is this fun?" 　　Accompanied by his lewd accusations, Bao Yu kicked several more times, sending Ox-Head and Horse-Face rolling on the ground. 　　"No... Brother Jia, stop! It's us!" 　　Ox-Head, his face bruised and swollen, hurriedly begged for mercy when he saw Bao Yu about to attack again, "Little brother, have you forgotten? We were smoking the cigarettes you gave us." 　　"Yes, yes!" Horse-Face was also terrified. Under Bao Yu's attacks, he not only had no power to resist, but he also couldn't even escape by burrowing underground. 　　"Oh, so it's you two elder brothers!" Baoyu feigned sudden realization, then kicked out a final time before saying carelessly, "Get up! Why are you lying on the ground? It's chilly there, be careful not to catch a cold ." 　　"Pfft!" Qin Keqing could no longer suppress the intense laughter welling up inside her; her beautiful face blossomed like a flower, though she was still somewhat confused, because in her memory, Baoyu was never this shameless. 　　"Hehe...brothers, you flatter me!" The bull-headed and horse-faced demons, having been beaten, dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction; they had already accepted the punishment.

How could an old ghost who had been in the underworld for hundreds of years not understand the ways of warding off evil and bringing good fortune?

"Brothers, please have a smoke!"

Baoyu, first with force and then with courtesy, enthusiastically took out the cigarettes he carried with him, offering one to each of the ghosts, and even more kindly

lighting them for Ox-Head and Horse-Face, saying, "I made a mistake in my haste just now, please forgive me, brothers."

"Not at all, not at all, we wronged you, brothers." Ox-Head and Horse-Face were so confused by Baoyu that they

dared not utter a single complaint.

"Brothers, let's go have a drink."

Baoyu waved his hand, dragging Ox-Head and Horse-Face along, leaving the escaped criminal Qin Keqing of the underworld stunned on the spot.

"Brother, this...this..." Ox-Head and Horse-Face mustered their courage and stopped following, cautiously replying

, "Brother, we still have a fugitive to catch. We'll definitely drink with you to our hearts' content next time."

"A fugitive? Who's the fugitive? Are you talking about her?"

Baoyu turned around and pointed at Qin Keqing, his tone suddenly changing, his calm demeanor carrying an unyielding air. He

said in a deep voice, "Her name is Qin Keqing, she's my nephew's wife. She was born a member of the Jia family, and she'll die a member of the Jia family.

How could she be a fugitive?"

Baoyu frowned, all traces of his playfulness vanishing. He swept his gaze across the room and said,

"I'll take responsibility for her matter. Come find me."

"Ah!"

Qin Keqing, Ox-Head, and Horse-Face trembled simultaneously, and Qin Keqing's heart contracted violently

as if struck by lightning.

Even in her dreams, Qin Keqing never imagined that one day a man would stand

before her like this, shielding her from all calamities. And now this man had appeared, and it just so happened to be Baoyu, the very person she had always

wanted to defeat.

"Brother, this is no joke. Yama has issued a warrant for your soul's return. You'd better not get involved," Niu Tou

sincerely advised Baoyu. In his mind, no matter how powerful Baoyu was, he couldn't possibly defeat Yama.

"Second Uncle Bao, just let them take me back. This mortal realm is not my place."

For the same reason, Qin Keqing approached Niu Tou and Ma Mian. The situation had changed so subtly; she

didn't want to implicate Baoyu.

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