I closed the door to the cave abode, lay down on the bed, pressed the Spirit-Passing Talisman against me, and pondered what had happened earlier. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
I stood on the pitch-black ground as blood mist surged and billowed in layers. My wife-sister had her back to me and seemed rather unhappy.
The fact that a romance movie had been playing in Madam Qi's boudoir wasn't entirely my fault. But the deed had been done, and my wife-sister was certainly angry.
Perhaps she hadn't known something so sudden would happen either. I watched her remain silent, my heart bitter, and said, "Wifey, you can't blame this entirely on me. I went to Madam Qi's place with the best of intentions to install a television. She and her daughter are both lonely and pitiful. They aren't welcome in the mortal realm, and the netherworld doesn't like them either. After settling them in the cave abode, I had to find some entertainment for them. Who could have known this would happen?"
"Flitting from flower to flower among all those women—was it interesting? If you've taken a fancy to someone, just tell me. I won't be such a jealous wife anymore. Go ahead and take a concubine. You entered Madam Qi's boudoir and did whatever you did. What does it have to do with me?"
"I..." I sighed and sat down on the ground.
"Was what I said wrong?" my wife-sister asked.
"You're right beside me. How could you not know what happened? Why mock me?" I said unhappily.
"When did I mock you? These days, traveling with you has stirred up many feelings. With so many women capable of making one's heart pound, which man could possibly resist?" My wife-sister smiled, though there seemed to be