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Passing through the nauseating Burning Corpse Forest, Wei Ning finally let out a long breath as he arrived at the forest he had visited with Qiqi. Regardless of the cold clarity of the Winter Stream, he washed off the foul smell from his body and changed into a new set of clothes before continuing his journey home. Wei Ning had been away from home for nearly six months, and his mother rarely urged him to return. This time, something must have happened at home, which was why she was so anxious to find him.
After a long trek, he finally reached the town, but it was already late, and the last bus home had departed. With no other options, Wei Ning reluctantly checked into a standard room at a nearby inn to spend the night before continuing his journey in the morning.
However, upon entering the inn, Wei Ning felt that something was off. The atmosphere in the room seemed heavy with Evil Energy. Yet, according to Wei Ning's instincts, if there were any unclean entities present, he would surely sense them—after all, he possessed a Yin-Yang Eye.
It wasn't until Wei Ning sat down to eat in the restaurant downstairs that he discovered the source of his unease: it was the middle-aged man sitting across from him.
The man appeared to be in his forties, with a waxy complexion that suggested he had spent years steeped in medicinal concoctions. Wei Ning consciously moved closer to observe the man's aura and then slowly approached him, saying, "Friend, have you encountered anything unusual lately?"
The man shot Wei Ning a cold glance and replied, "Another Wandering Sorcerer? Go away. I've seen plenty of you money-grabbers; I won't fall for it..." He then seemed to struggle for breath and began coughing violently; it was clear to anyone that he was gravely ill.
Wei Ning couldn't help but find it amusing; here he was offering help only to be mistaken for a fraud. Yet he couldn't bear to let this man end his life like this and urged again, "Friend, if you've encountered anything unclean recently, you can tell me. I might have some methods..."
"Get lost..." The man waved his chopsticks impatiently. "I still need to eat; I don't have time to waste on you. You've got the wrong person..."
Feeling foolish but not angry, Wei Ning shrugged and left.
As luck would have it, the man's room was right next door to Wei Ning's. They both finished their meals around the same time and returned to their rooms. The man seemed to maintain a strong sense of vigilance against Wei Ning, keeping his distance.
Wei Ning watched television for a while as night fell. Bored and glancing at the time—already past ten—he decided to take a shower and go to bed. Suddenly, he heard noises coming from next door; although they were quiet, they couldn't escape Wei Ning's keen ears. Intrigued, he put on his shoes and followed the sounds.
The person exiting was none other than the man who had argued with him during dinner. Wei Ning had already noticed his darkened expression; clearly, he had been involved with something unclean. It was late at night, and there was definitely something suspicious about his outing. Curiosity piqued, Wei Ning decided to follow him and see what was going on.
The night was still bright, illuminating the town where most of the residents were fast asleep. Only a few watchful dogs occasionally barked, breaking the silence of the night. The man seemed anxious as he moved forward, glancing back cautiously to see if anyone was following him. This only heightened Wei Ning's suspicions. He stopped in a grove, looked around, and then disappeared into the trees. Wei Ning hurriedly followed, hiding behind a nearby tree to keep an eye on the man.
Inside the grove, a woman had been waiting. Upon seeing the man, she rushed toward him. Although Wei Ning had not activated his Yin-Yang Eye, his vision had improved significantly, allowing him to clearly see the woman's features despite the distance.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties, a voluptuous young matron. The man embraced her tightly and reached for her body, which had not sagged with age. He exclaimed, "I've missed you so much, my dear. Let me kiss you." With that, he kissed her passionately. The woman sighed softly and leaned in closer. The man's hands began to roam over her body inappropriately, and she seemed breathless, melting into his embrace as if she had no bones.
"Looks like it's just a couple having an affair," Wei Ning thought with amusement, shaking his head helplessly as he chuckled to himself. "I guess I was being overly suspicious." He turned to leave.
However, he couldn't help but glance back at what unfolded next. The man hastily unbuckled his belt and draped one of the woman's luscious thighs over his waist. He held her tightly around the waist with an air of lewdness and violation. His previously sallow complexion now gleamed with an unsettling glow as he said, "My enchantress, I'm going to devour you tonight."
The woman giggled as she felt his hair tickling her: "Come on then, let’s see who ends up eating whom."
At this point, Wei Ning could no longer bear to watch the lewd acts of this couple and prepared to step out of the grove. Just then, the woman bit down hard on the man's tongue. He welcomed it eagerly and kissed her fiercely. But soon he realized something was wrong; she was not letting go of his tongue after biting it. Pain surged through him as he grinned wickedly and said, "So you like it like this."
The woman smiled slightly; the lewdness in her expression vanished suddenly as she held onto his tongue without releasing it. The man began to struggle but found her grip as tight as an octopus's tentacles, preventing any escape.
To his horror, she started pulling his tongue out from his mouth bit by bit until about an inch of it extended beyond his lips. Cold sweat broke out all over him as he tried to scream but couldn’t make a sound. The woman’s eyes glinted with a cruel intensity as she continued pulling on his tongue—one inch, two inches, three inches—his eyes bulged from their sockets while his face turned a deep purple as he watched her pull his tongue from his mouth.
With a sharp crack, the man's tongue finally snapped off. The woman slowly began to consume what remained of it piece by piece, blood dripping from her lips onto the man's chest.
"Ah!" The tongueless man finally emitted a sound that was perhaps the most terrifying noise a human could make.
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