Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 112: Do you want to know what I used to look like?

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor-Agneya, Proofreader-Ghostie

Bei Quan let out a soft sound, and deliberately put emphasis on the word ‘many’. Wei Fuyuan shivered inexplicably as a chill ran along his backbone straight to his brain.

There was no light turned on in the room, even the little visibility was achieved because of the street’s light coming through the window.

In the dim light, Bei Quan sat sideways on the edge of the bed, most of his face hidden in the shadows, and it was difficult to perceive his expression.

Wei Fuyuan: “……”

He knew that Bei Quan was trying to scare him intentionally, and didn’t want to do what the other party wanted, but his body refused to co-operate and he felt cold all over.

As a modern person from a society governed by the rule of law, let alone murder, even strangling a cat and kicking a dog was too cruel going by Wei Fuyuan’s conscience. But now Bei Quan actually told him that he had killed people, and not one but several of them.

In the darkness, Bei Quan’s chestnut pupils shone brightly, almost like the eyes of a feline beast.

Wei Fuyuan was stunned by Bei Quan’s stare, and couldn’t help trembling again.

He subconsciously reached out and hugged his arm, “Why… Why did you kill all those people?

“It was the end of the Yuan Dynasty.”

Bei Quan hooked his lips and smiled.

“It was a time of chaos, at such a time what else is impossible?”

With the word ‘chaos’, Wei Fuyuan could not help but think of the Xuanmen Village that he and Bei Quan visited some time back.

In that fragmented space, he empathized with the young male who sank into the barren well and saw firsthand how he was killed by the villagers due to their greed for money.

In an era when all the men, women and children in the whole village could become bandits and thieves, Wei Fuyuan used to see such scenes only in film and television works, so he was still shocked at that time. The so-called barren hills and rivers, the people living in poverty, only by seeing it with their own eyes, could one realize the heavy meaning behind these simple words.

“This…..”

Wei Fuyuan didn’t know what Bei Quan was killing for in the first place, but no matter whether he was a soldier or a bandit, in the end, all the killing was for the sake of life.

And…..

“I believe you.”

Getting along with each other these days, he asked himself if he knew anything about Bei Quan in those 650 years.

Bei Quan is definitely not intrusive nor does he take advantage of other people’s generosity. He also wouldn’t say anything overtly kind or benevolent too often. But it is not difficult to see from his little actions that he is, in fact, a compassionate, soft and gentle person.

Wei Fuyuan had long noticed that while dealing with the Hui Gui, Bei Quan would always deal with those involved as carefully as possible.

Even the little childe under the dry well, a resentful spirit that had been dead for many, many years, Bei Quan also found a way to dissolve its resentment and gave away the soul to the temple to help it transcend. Afterward, he especially burned paper clothes, paper horses, and even a full set of electronic products for the little childe.

Wei Fuyuan felt that a good man like Bei Quan, even if he had killed someone six hundred and fifty years ago, must have had his justifiable reasons.

“Ha.”

Bei Quan couldn’t help but lose his smile.

“You believe me?”

He asked rhetorically.

“You don’t even know what I did back then, and yet you’ll believe me?”

Wei Fuyuan deflated his mouth, “Then, you should tell me.”

Bei Quan shook his head helplessly, “Unfortunately, I can’t remember it myself.”

It was nearly 600 years ago, the past had long become blurred, and Bei Quan only vaguely remembered some bits and pieces before his death.

Back then, he was seriously wounded, and crawled out of a sea of corpses on the battlefield and fled to the mountains enduring great pain, but accidentally lost his footing and fell down the mountain stream…..

While he was on the verge of death, Bei Quan remembered that he was half immersed in the icy river water and allowed the water to take away the remaining blood and body heat. The last scene embedded in his mind was the bright night sky and a line of floating clouds flowing over his head.

The place where Bei Quan died coincidentally happened to be a basin of gathering Yin Qi, and nearby was another ancient battlefield. From the beginning of the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, it had been the place of hundreds of wars for soldiers.

The clouds and mists in the mountains blew over the battlefield all year round, rolling down the cliffs with the Qi of thousands of Yin souls and deposited in a mountain stream with a slow flow rate of almost static water, making this place a natural place to raise corpses.

Bei Quan’s body had not decomposed for years. His three souls and seven spirits were trapped by the Yin Qi after death and could not get out of the original body. He unexpectedly performed the condition of ‘corpse transformation’, which finally turned him into a ghost cultivator hundreds of years later without any guidance.

However, Bei Quan’s cultivation was still weak at that time, and the place where he was buried was an extremely remote mountain forest in the southwest, and he could not be too far from his corpse as a ghost cultivator. Although not to the extent of ‘I don’t know whether this was Han Dynasty or Jin Dynasty’, he was a ground turtle who didn’t see many people all year round before being imprisoned by the ‘soul summoning technique’.

So later, when his soul was revived with a corpse and obtained a new body, which was equivalent to a lifetime of rebirth, Bei Quan was very happy in his heart, and vaguely had a complex sort of gratitude and debt towards the ‘biological mother’ whom he had not even met once, let alone hugged or talked to.

The family of this ‘biological mother’ was not willing to accept him at all, and suffered from the fact that the technique had been completed and could not be changed, so he had to be sent to the secret place of Zhuling as a baby, in order to let him fend for himself.

……

Thinking of this, the corners of Bei Quan’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a very shallow smile.

Although he never experienced parental affection in his two lifetimes, he had a good teacher, and life was not worth living in vain.

“Xiao Wei.”

Bei Quan quickly collected the increasing smile on his face and turned his head to look at Wei Fuyuan.

“What you like, is just this skin of mine, right?”

“No…”

Wei Fuyuan wanted to deny it immediately.

But halfway through his sentence, he got stuck.

Because he had to admit that the other party, no matter the face, body, or temperament, met his aesthetic for a boyfriend, and he was truly coveting Bei Quan’s body.

Bei Quan let out a light hum.

“Then do you know what I originally looked like?”

Wei Fuyuan shook his head.

“I don’t know ……”

Bei Quan gave him a sidelong glance: “Do you wish to see?”

Wei Fuyuan gulped and subconsciously blurted out, “How, how can I see?”

He thought in his mind that Bei Quan would not shoot him out again to empathize with Bei Quan’s memory, right?

But Bei Quan only smiled faintly, then raised his hand and covered Wei Fuyuan’s eyes.

Wei Fuyuan: “???”

From the gaps between Bei Quan’s fingers, he vaguely saw the other party lower his head and seem to perform something.

Bei Quan quickly removed his hand.

Wei Fuyuan: “!!!!”

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing!

The one sitting next to him was not the fair-skinned, handsome Bei Quan he was most familiar with, but a bearded man with a height visually estimated to be over 190cm, and bronzed skin.

This is very exciting!

Wei Fuyuan was dumbfounded and stretched out his hand to point at the other party disbelievingly, “Bei-Bei-Bei-Bei Bei Quan?”

“Hm-mm.”

The bearded man nodded his head.

“I originally looked like this.”

Wei Fuyuan: “!!!”

Honestly speaking, the strange man sitting next to himself was actually quite handsome.

But he had a completely ragged look, with a national face, wide nose wings, thick lips, and a disheveled beard that climbed from the temples to the upper lip. He could directly enter the crew of the ‘China’s Ten Dynasties’ without makeup to act as a great general who fought the Xiongnu in the north.

Not to mention that the other party is full of muscles, causing the bulging of the long-sleeved black shirt, particularly the chest muscles, which were swelled to the point where the shirt’s buttons felt as though they might rupture at any moment.

——Who is sleeping with whom here?!

Wei Fuyuan silently cursed in his heart.

Bei Quan tilted his head, “How about it? Tell me, do you still like me?”

——Brother mine, with that kind of face, could you not try to act cute?

Wei Fuyuan wailed silently.

He raised his hand and motioned Bei Quan to stop talking. He wanted to be left alone for a while.

Bei Quan obediently shut his mouth.

Wei Fuyuan was really struggling right now.

To be honest, he doesn’t hate Bei Quan’s appearance now. On the contrary, as long as he were to ignore the weed-like beard, he is a handsome man.

But if he was being honest to himself, what he liked was a beautiful, gentle and warm as jade person. It was evident that a muscular man who could destroy a wall with a punch was really out of his range.

Not to mention….

Wei Fuyuan swallowed hard and began to seriously think about a very deadly problem.

Looking at the height, size and all this tendon meat, Bei Quan would not be less than 180 Jin going by visual inspection. Though Wei Fuyuan had confidence in his lovemaking skills, would he be able to hold this opponent down in the first place?

——But…

Wei Fuyuan frowned deeply and fell into even more tangled contemplation.

——But, even if he looks like this, he is still Bei Quan ah…..

Even if it’s this kind of look that doesn’t fit his taste at all when Wei Fuyuan was thinking about what he should do, he wasn’t thinking about separating, but more about how he should dominate such a big, muscly man.

The vast majority of people are visual creatures, and Wei Fuyuan also had to admit that Bei Quan first caught his eye because of his exquisite and beautiful skin.

But now, even after knowing that the previous face and body did not belong to Bei Quan himself, Wei Fuyuan had no intention of giving up.

——Tsk!

Wei Fuyuan smacked his lips.

——This was the feeling of losing one’s head over so-called ‘love’, right?

Thinking of this, he fiercely clenched his teeth, and said to himself, “Fuck it!” Everyone looks the same after the light’s out anyways. As long as he can push the guy down, it’s worth the effort!

Wei Fuyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Bei Quan’s shoulder, pushing it with all his strength.

As a result, Bei Quan fell down, lying with his back on the bed.

“Even so, I-I still want you!”

Wei Fuyuan propped his hands on both sides of the strong, bearded man and said aggressively.

“Don’t think you can escape me just because you look like this! You are mine! Bei Quan, you can only be mine, do you understand!?”

Bei Quan: “……”

He looked at Wei Fuyuan who was gritting his teeth and spouting fierce words, somehow, his heart suddenly starting beating chaotically.

The long-lost stirring turned into a warm current, spreading from the bottom of the heart to the throat. The Bei Quan, who had always been at ease, felt shy and overwhelmed.

So much so that he actually blushed.

Because of the poor lighting, and his disguise with a bronze, dark skin, it was really hard to see.

——Really……too stupid…..

Bei Quan exhaled silently and suddenly stretched out his hand, clasping the back of Wei Fuyuan’s head.

Then he yanked the whole person down, raised his head, and kissed the lips of his big fool.

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That one lost ghostie: I still feel dumbfounded even after reading the chap thrice… I- what am I again….