Chapter 187
When she looked down, she was shocked! It was another human head, with its mouth wide open, biting her shoelaces.
"Fuck! Get out of here!" Xia Lingjun kicked the head, and it fell in a parabola. Just as it was about to fall on the beauty on the bed, Xia Lingjun quickly gathered a force of elemental power, exerted a little force with his fingertips, and knocked the head directly to the window.
With a "bang", the head hit the glass and fell down. The head grinned at Xia Lingjun and licked his lips with his tongue while laughing.
"You pervert, what's the use of licking your tongue? You are just a guy without a brother. You can't get the beauty even if you bite her." The man who was hung upside down cursed at the head.
The head just smiled suddenly, then gradually changed its expression and retracted its tongue. Damn! He was indeed a guy with only a head, no body, and no brother. Sad! So miserable! A real woman actually appeared in this world, and this real woman was right in front of him, but he was powerless!
"What the hell? You're so noisy." Xia Lingjun stretched out his hand in displeasure, wanting to attack the man. Damn it! He looked like a bad guy. Not only was he scary, but he also had no good words in his mouth, only obscene ones.
"My beauty, please don't, please don't!" The man suddenly clasped his hands together and began to bow to Xia Lingjun. "My beauty, please let me down. I've been hanging here for almost a month."
"I don't have the time to care about you. Tell me quickly! Are these people real or fake?" Xia Lingjun asked coldly.
"My beauty, I beg you, I'm about to have a cerebral hemorrhage. If you don't let me down, I won't have the strength to speak." The man pleaded again.
"Okay!" Xia Lingjun exerted force with his fingertips, and the rope holding the man broke. The man fell down in a straight line. There was another loud "bang", which seemed to shake the whole room, and the floor made a series of creaking sounds.
"Ouch!" The man wailed, rubbed his neck, and slowly stood up. His head of messy black hair covered his entire face, making him look like a faceless ghost.
"Now you have the energy to speak!" Xia Lingjun said coldly.
"Hey! Beauty, let me comb your hair! This is the first time I've met such a real beauty, I have to leave a good impression on you, right? First impressions are very important!" The man suddenly took out a small comb from somewhere and began to comb non-stop. The hair was still stained with saliva from earlier, and it was tangled and difficult to comb. He stretched forward the hand holding the comb and said to Xia Lingjun, "Beauty, can you help me comb my hair?"
"Damn it! If you say another word, I'll cut off your tongue. I've never met a man as talkative as you." Xia Lingjun didn't move at all, only asking calmly, "Is the woman lying on the bed dead or alive? Is she real or fake?"
"Puff!" The man withdrew his hand and continued combing his weedy hair. He said slowly, "Of course she's dead. Damn it! If the beauty on the bed was alive, I wouldn't have to stare at you so lustfully! I'd have had sex with her this morning. She's so beautiful, with such a great figure, she's so alluring in every way! Alas! It's a pity she's dead, and I don't like corpses."
Xia Lingjun seemed to sense a dark light emanating from the man's face. His hair was still swaying, and through it, she saw a pair of blazing eyes. She paused for a moment, then pointed at him and said, "Don't waste your words on me. Are you Yun Lieting? A man downstairs just said that Yun Lieting is in the last room."
"Bah!" the man spat heavily. "My beauty, don't mention his name to me. If you do, I'll skin him alive, pull out his tendons, chop off his head, and chop him up..." the man continued, imitating the motion of chopping meat with the hand holding the comb. "I'll chop him into a meat sauce and make soup."
"Are you really not Yun Lieting?" Xia Lingjun asked doubtfully.
"Beauty, what do you think? There's a prize! If you guess right, you can touch me for free. If you don't guess right, I'll touch you for free. What do you say?" The man said with a laugh, a chuckle coming out of his mouth, his whole body shaking with laughter. He suddenly thrust forward, raised his robe with his hand, and pointed somewhere, saying, "Look at me, I'm really powerful!"
"Uh..." Xia Lingjun was really sweating. Damn! Who the hell is this man? He is really so lewd and vulgar.
"How about it, beauty, have you guessed it?" The man smiled proudly, with a row of big white teeth showing from between his hair.
"Fuck you! I'm not interested. Bye!" Xia Lingjun was about to leave with a cold face, when suddenly several black figures attacked her. All the wax figures that had fallen to the ground flew up, as if they were controlled by something.
Xia Lingjun leaped into the air, sweeping her long legs, knocking several men to the ground. But they quickly took to their feet again, charging straight at her. Xia Lingjun showed no mercy, reaching out to them. With a series of crisp, snapping sounds, the necks of the wax figures were twisted off one by one, just like the mayflies, without a drop of blood.
"Beauty, you are so cruel. I just wanted them to play with you, but you took their lives." The man's voice began to become cold. A sharp light flashed, and he waved his hand lightly. The heads and bodies of the group of people quickly began to reassemble. In just a few seconds, the dead people came back to life.
"Damn it! They are not human at all." Xia Lingjun cursed viciously and had to continue fighting. Just when she was about to condense elemental power to defeat them again, the group of people suddenly shuddered, shook slightly a few times, and drooped down one by one, retreating to the wall and standing against it.
"Oh! It's so boring. It's so fucking boring to be with these stinky men all day long." The man suddenly sighed deeply. He slowly walked towards the bed, stared at the beauty on the bed, looked at her, and then looked at Xia Lingjun and sighed again. "Beautiful girl, have you noticed that this beauty on the bed looks a lot like you?"
Xia Lingjun felt the hairs on her body stand on end. Damn! It really was a resemblance. Imagine a dead woman who looked exactly like you, and most importantly, this dead woman lying right before your eyes. How eerie is that? She gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words, "Who is she?"
"That's who she is," the man said slowly and calmly. He extended his pale, slender fingers and stroked the face of the beauty on the bed, caressing her delicately as if she were a rare treasure. He stroked her from her forehead to her lips, then from her lips to her neck, and then all the way down. Xia Lingjun felt an indescribable pain. She shouted angrily, "Stop! You are not allowed to desecrate her."
"Haha... That's funny. I touched her, not you. Why are you so anxious?" The man didn't stop touching her. On the contrary, the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger. "How about letting her switch with you, and then I can touch you?"
"You wish!" Xia Lingjun snorted coldly.
"Oh! Then I can only settle for the next best thing and touch her." The man raised his head, his black hair covering most of his face. Xia Lingjun could vaguely see a pale chin like a sculpture.
"Damn it! Go ahead and touch me if you want! I don't have time to watch you touching a dead person." Xia Lingjun suppressed the nausea in her heart. She felt a chill all over her body. It seemed that the man's hand was not touching the woman on the bed, but touching her. Damn! Why did she have this inexplicable feeling? Could she have telepathy with the dead woman? Impossible! How could the dead and the living communicate?
The man didn't seem to expect Xia Lingjun to say such a thing. He retracted his hand with a hint of disappointment and said to Xia Lingjun, "Oh! How boring! Dead is dead. No matter how I touch her, there's no passion. A living beauty is better! I've been wanting a living beauty for over two hundred years. It's really driving me crazy!"
"Are you fucking done yet? I'm leaving! Goodbye!" Xia Lingjun almost wanted to fly out of the room. She wanted to escape from here, and even more so, she wanted to escape from the beauty on the bed. In fact, she was very conflicted. On the one hand, she was full of curiosity about the beauty, and on the other hand, she had a certain resistance to her. Anyway, it was nothing but contradictions. It felt like she wanted to have sex with her but didn't dare to. It was really unpleasant.
"Ah, ah, ah..." the man called out three times in a row, "Don't go! My beauty, it won't be fun if you leave."
Xia Lingjun suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back. She turned around and saw... Holy crap! That man had hit her with a comb. What a powerful man! He could easily attack her with just a broken wooden comb. She could sense a powerful energy from him that she couldn't control.
"Come on, beauty!" The man smiled gently, "Don't you really want to know who the beauty on the bed is?"
Xia Lingjun stopped and asked doubtfully, "Who is she?"
The man lowered his head and chuckled from his throat: "She is you, and you are her!"
Xia Lingjun felt a chill run down his spine and exclaimed, "Bullshit! How is that possible?"
"Anything is possible." The man actually slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and said with a smug curl of his lips, "How else can you explain why you two look so similar?"
"There are so many similar people in this world. This is my first time here. How could I be the same person as this dead woman? I think you've lost your mind. You're talking nonsense." Xia Lingjun clenched his teeth with every word he said.
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