Chapter 21 "Don't rush, don't rush! I'll loosen it for him..."
Bao'e couldn't resist the urge and pressed her whole hand against it, squeezing it twice.
But hearing the young master Nie's trembling breaths, she suddenly came to her senses, afraid that he would devour her, and dared not touch him again.
She loosened her grip slightly and said, "I don't understand these things, so I can't be called a Bodhisattva. You should go find my master to chant scriptures, and don't try to make me have lustful thoughts."
Nie Guiyu, however, wouldn't let go and held her hand tightly.
He tried to pull her, she tried to tug at him, and they argued. By sheer coincidence, she pressed her fingertip to the very center of the right side of his chest.
With a flick of her fingertip, she made him lose his senses and gasp for breath. Bao'e felt weak in the knees and her muscles went numb. She managed to hold back, looking at the sky and the ground, but not glancing at him.
After a while, his unfocused gaze finally came together, and he said sarcastically, "Now that you remember you have a mission to retrieve the scriptures, how dare you make such boastful claims before?"
Bao'e said angrily, "You didn't say you were going to eat me!"
She vaguely remembered that the evil demons in Journey to the West really did eat people.
The swordsman said that this ghost doesn't eat living people, but who knows if it might change its nature today, chop up her flesh, and make a thick soup.
"That's what I was afraid of." Nie Guiyu sneered slightly. "When you lie to people, aren't you afraid of being eaten by someone?"
“Brother, I mean what I say, so don’t doubt me. But if it’s sunny today and I say I don’t need an umbrella, would you still believe me if it rains tomorrow?”
These words enraged Nie Guiyu, reigniting his anger.
"You wicked vixen, what utter nonsense!" He was so angry that his face turned red and his eyebrows stood on end. He pulled her in front of him, about to unleash his fury, but seeing her blinking, calm demeanor, he swallowed his anger.
He gripped her arm tightly, pulled her down by the waist, and looked up at her: "I told you before, don't play games with me. Otherwise, I'll never let you go, and I won't spare your and your master's lives!"
"If you won't forgive me, I won't forgive you either!"
Young Master Nie snorted coldly and said, "Your mouth is the most unruly. Let's start by eating from your mouth, just like before. Open your mouth and let me bite you."
Bao'e was convinced that he was a man-eating demon. Unlike before, when she could hear the sweetness and affection in everything he said, she hurriedly covered her mouth and said, "You want to eat from the mouth? Yes, yes, everyone says that pig's mouth is delicious, but I am not in the form of a pig now. I am still a human. So why should I eat the mouth?"
Nie Guiyu kept a straight face, as if he wanted to laugh, but ultimately held back.
He stopped talking and pulled her forward, intending to kiss her.
At first, he was a bit arrogant, and he directly bit her lips, applying a little force, and heard her moan softly.
After a short while, he patiently sucked and licked her lips repeatedly, then teased her tongue, sending out a wisp of cold, ghostly energy that swirled around the tip of her tongue.
The ghostly aura was damp and cold, sweeping across her palate and causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation.
Good Bao'e, how could she withstand such a powerful kiss? In the blink of an eye, she threw her fear to the back of her mind.
For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the muffled sounds of him sucking on her tongue and swallowing the little bit of saliva that spilled out of her mouth.
She lay down on the soft couch without anyone knowing when.
Young Master Nie leaned down to kiss her, his wet, cold lips landing on her face, and he even tried to bite her ear.
When he heard her soft moans, his frustration eased somewhat. He buried his face in her neck and gently licked her, his tongue lightly brushing against her pulse.
After a long while, he pressed down on her arm with one hand and used the other to pinch her mouth and touch her sharp teeth.
His expression remained as serene as a bamboo grove shrouded in mist and frost, but his eyes revealed a bewildered and confused look. He asked, "Can you eat now?"
His voice was no longer clear and melodious, but rather hoarse. Bao'e was dizzy from listening to it and nodded repeatedly, "Delicious, delicious."
She couldn't help but bite his hand between her teeth, but Nie Guiyu didn't feel any pain; instead, her expression softened slightly.
He lifted her wide robe and pressed one hand against the cloth wrapped around her chest.
Several slender fingers moved along the seams of the cloth, slowly caressing and kneading. The force was not great, but it made her tremble and pant, not knowing what to do.
Taking advantage of her dazed state, he asked, "Do you want to sleep comfortably in this bed tonight, or do you want to guard your monk master and be a watchman tied to a stake?"
Bao'e was driven mad by his advances and almost fell into the trap of pleasure within the tent, but suddenly she remembered that he was a man-eating monster.
She hadn't thought much of it before, assuming that whether he was a demon or a ghost, he had a handsome face. But when he became angry and fierce during the day, it suddenly reminded her of the demons in Journey to the West.
They're all putting on an act, but they're all just after people!
This immediately brought her back to her senses.
Bao'e suddenly exerted her strength, pushed him away, rolled off the bed, and shouted loudly: "You scoundrel, you are quite bold. Don't try to trick me with your tricks. Fine, fine, you are used to being the ghost king in this deserted temple. You don't know what it's like outside. When my senior brother comes again, he will end your life with one blow."
Enraged, Young Master Nie tightened his face, gritted his teeth, and wished he could chew this fool up and eat him whole.
Bao'e was then tied up again.
She thought she had seen through his scheme, and muttered curses all the way, but soon her eyes were filled with tears, and she kept calling out "Master" and "Senior Brother" incoherently.
So when the swordsman asked her about the whereabouts of Young Master Nie's body, she only raised her arm to wipe the tears from her face and complained, "Brother, you don't know, I went through so much trouble to see through his scheme. I didn't expect to lose my temper and anger him. Before I could even find out about the body, he banished me to this place."
"Don't cry, it will dampen your spirits," the swordsman comforted. "The fact that you weren't injured is a good thing."
"I wasn't hurt. I'm unarmed now. Although he tricked and coaxed me, he's not the kind of person who would use dirty tricks."
The swordsman asked, "How did he plan this?"
Bao'e then fell silent.
When he asked again, she only said, "Brother, those ropes are making my body ache. You've gone through all this trouble, go to sleep and don't gossip."
As they were talking, she began to doze off while shaking the stake, unable to sit still. After a while, she leaned against the stake and closed her eyes.
As night fell, a servant came and said that hot water had been prepared for bathing.
Bao'e said, "That's very strange. Do ghosts and monsters need to bathe after eating people?"
The servant just chuckled and said, "Perhaps it's better to eat it after washing."
"You scoundrel!" Bao'e said angrily, but then suddenly asked, "How much water do you have? Why don't you bring a bucket so we can both wash together and save some water?"
The swordsman glanced at her and chuckled lazily, "Miss Zhu is truly kind, going to such lengths for this monster's bucket of water."
Bao'e: "Of course, of course!"
Unfortunately, the servant waved his hand and refused her, saying, "There is an inexhaustible spring in this deserted temple, so don't worry about it."
Bao'e glanced at Sanzang chanting sutras beside her and saw that he was covered in sweat as if he had been washed. She said, "Oh no, oh no, the spring is probably dug under the lotus platform where Master is sitting. Ah, good monk, really good monk, he doesn't forget to chant sutras even when he is taking a bath."
Upon hearing this, the servant covered his face with his sleeve and laughed.
Bao'e couldn't stand the strange laughter and chased him away.
Before long, the servants returned, followed by several little devils, who carried beds and set them up in the Buddhist hall.
The swordsman went to wash up, while Bao'e, having already finished bathing, stood by, staring blankly.
Bao'e didn't stand on ceremony. After the little devil untied the rope, she rolled into the quilt, wrapped herself up like a dumpling, and went to sleep.
She had just dozed off when she suddenly heard a noise. When she opened her eyes, she saw two little devils dragging a bound swordsman toward her.
He had already finished washing, but the little devil, fearing he would escape, tied him up tightly again.
Once inside the formation, just as the little devil was about to loosen the rope, Bao'e scrambled to her feet: "Don't rush, don't rush! I'll loosen it for him."
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