Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1266 - 825: Night of Life and Death

Baili An paused in the middle of sorting lotus seed and red dates, his brows furrowing slightly. Without a word, he put down what he was holding and looked up towards the window.

Under the flickering candlelight, beyond the thin paper window, there was indeed a swirl of thick black demon energy roiling, prying open a corner of the window, yet not coming in, as if cautiously observing something.

The girl’s delicate brows knit slightly as she contemplated for a moment. As if realizing something, she waved her hand lightly, and the red bed curtains seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

The large red drapes fell gently, completely concealing the two inside, leaving only two indistinct black shadows visible.

Outside the window, from within that mass of black demonic energy, came the faint sound of a beast’s heavy breathing.

The girl’s hearing far exceeded that of ordinary people, naturally capturing the slight changes in the breathing. She grit her teeth, growing more certain of her thoughts.

Baili An looked bewildered, not understanding why she had lowered the bed curtains.

He mouthed the words silently: "The pig demon is here, shouldn’t we be taking action?"

The girl helplessly shook her head, similarly mouthing back silently: "That pig demon hasn’t entered yet, and the binding formation of the three from the Moon Accompanying Palace won’t trap him. Let’s wait."

As a result, after waiting for so long, their bodies stiffened, and the breathing of that dark mist of demonic energy gradually calmed.

The girl ground her teeth. Damn it! What a perverted nature this pig demon had, only interested in married women.

Could it be that she really had to act out the disguise and pretend?

Baili An, also growing impatient from waiting, worried that the pig demon might notice something unusual and retreat, which would be troublesome.

He quietly extended a hand, intending to lift the bed curtains slightly to peek through the window and check if it had left.

Unexpectedly, before his arm was fully raised, two soft little hands settled firmly on both of his shoulders.

Just as Baili An furrowed his brow, an irresistible force pressed him hard onto the bed.

She took the opportunity to move over him, sitting on his abdomen.

Baili An could only feel his back jammed with countless peanuts, lotus seeds, and longans, causing sharp pain.

Instinctively wanting to sit up, the seemingly gentle yet steadily pressing hands on his shoulders didn’t allow him to rise.

Under his shocked gaze, the girl spoke in a soft, sticky voice: "My lord, let me take good care of you tonight."

After saying this, even the girl shivered at the sound of her own voice.

Underneath her, Baili An also shivered violently, breaking out in goosebumps all over.

There was a "crack," and the gap in the window seemed to open slightly wider.

Baili An’s face turned green, using all four limbs to try and break free from her hold.

The next moment, the little hands on his shoulders suddenly tightened.

With such great force, it seemed as if the nails would penetrate through the fabric into his flesh.

Baili An winced in pain, and just as he lifted his head, he saw the girl with a calm expression as if that mellifluous phrase hadn’t been uttered by her.

He saw her lips move slightly: "Cooperate with me."

In truth, Baili An didn’t particularly like this method, but under the circumstances, there was no other choice.

He stopped struggling, calmly nodding, then mouthing the words: "What should I do?"

With this question, the girl also felt a headache, as she had only a vague understanding of such things as bedroom affairs between men and women.

That limited understanding was pieced together from hearsay by Senior Sisters who had married out of the sect. If asked to stage a serious act, she really didn’t know how to proceed.

Even if she wasn’t sure of the specifics, undressing was generally involved. The girl bit her lip, steeling herself, quickly stripped off her large red wedding dress, and threw it outside the curtains.

There was another sound, and well, the window was now half open.

Seeing this, Baili An was stunned, instinctively covering his eyes.

He silently recited to himself: See no evil!

The girl couldn’t bear seeing him like this, unhappily slapping his hands away.

When Baili An opened his eyes, he saw that beneath the red wedding dress was her usual green attire, still tightly covering her, which relieved him considerably.

Without a word, she continued to try undoing Baili An’s clothes.

Baili An’s eyes widened as he quickly protested: "Wait! I’m not wearing anything underneath..."

The girl didn’t waste words, having already undone her own complex phoenix robe, dealing with Baili An’s simple groom’s robe was naturally no problem.

Before he finished speaking, Baili An was left in nothing but a plain white undershirt.

After she threw out his groom’s attire and turned back to him, under the dim candlelight, a blush appeared on the girl’s beautifully drawn face.

That blush seemed to convey to Baili An that despite her fluid movements, she was far from calm inside.

No matter how dull he was, Baili An guessed why her actions and behavior suddenly became so odd, and he speculated about what a peculiar existence the pig demon must be.

However, continuing like this was not a long-term solution. She had tried hard enough tonight.

With a sudden thought, Baili An glanced at the nearby blanket, smiled at her, then pulled the large quilt over them both.

Speaking in a playful tone, he said: "The candlelight is too bright indoors. I prefer it a little darker."

The girl, being so clever, immediately responded bashfully: "Oh, you are bad~"

Thus, the two beneath the blanket shivered once more.