Everything Became Boring

"Th-that..."

The scholar's breathing grew fainter and fainter. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xu Chunliang had no choice but to bend down and put his ear close to hear what he was saying.

As the scholar looked at the young man's neck, his eyes, which had just been utterly lifeless, turned cold.

Four inch-long fangs quietly emerged, and he lunged at the young man's neck.

As long as he drained the young man's blood, he could recover most of his strength.

Then he would make that female ghost wish she were dead.

Squish!

A small brass knife plunged into his neck and twisted through it in a cross without the slightest hesitation.

It carved away most of his powerful neck.

Xu Chunliang breathed a sigh of relief.

It worked.

But the next second, searing pain erupted in his neck.

An irresistible suction drained every drop of blood from his body.

As he lay dying, he saw the wound he had carved into the scholar's neck heal on its own.

The scholar looked at him with a pitying smile.

His mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to be saying something smugly.

What was he saying?

With that question in mind, everything reset, and Xu Chunliang found himself standing in Fireworks Lane again.

Fuck? Should I just forget it?

No! I have to win!

After buying everything from the old man selling candied hawthorn again, Xu Chunliang squatted by the inn entrance, thinking in silence.

The scholar's injuries had healed instantly after he drank Xu Chunliang's blood.

The bloody hole in his chest, the fatal wound in his neck.

None of them was fatal!

But judging by what he had actually seen, those injuries had indeed left him extremely weak.

In that case, the truth might be...

First: neither he nor the female ghost had found a vital point that could kill the scholar in one blow.

Second: this ghost had an extremely thick health bar and tremendous regenerative abilities. Drinking blood could restore him, so Xu Chunliang couldn't give him a chance to drink his blood.

After knocking out the unlucky waiter again, Xu Chunliang searched the inn.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned to the courtyard entrance carrying hot water.

Just as before, he crouched down beside the scholar and reached into the bundle to help him search.

"Sir, what are you saying?"

He lowered his head, stabbed, and twisted the blade in a cross, all in one smooth motion.

The scholar did the same as before: he lunged forward, bared his fangs, and bit!

Clang!

He bit down on an iron plate.

Xu Chunliang had strapped a thick black iron plate against the skin beneath his collar.

The scholar froze!

But Xu Chunliang didn't. Without hesitation, he struck again, slicing off the scholar's head in an instant.

At the same time, his left hand reached behind his waist and pulled out a gray brick.

He swung his arm in a wide arc and smashed the brick down hard on the scholar's head.

Crack!

The head shattered, and a clear light flew up.

The attribute points on the panel ticked up to 3.

The scholar ghost's death had given him two attribute points.

Xu Chunliang sat down against the wall, held his breath, and cautiously watched everything in the room.

There was no moon that night and no lamp in the room, so it was very dark.

Visibility was no more than a meter and a half.

Once his breathing had steadied, Xu Chunliang slowly stood up, knife in one hand and brick in the other, and crept deeper into the room.

There was still a brothel ghost in the room. He couldn't let his guard down for a moment.

After going around the table, he found a pale-faced young woman watching him from the corner beside the wooden bed.

She wrapped her arms around herself, pressing her ample breasts into an exaggerated curve as she looked at Xu Chunliang pitifully.

"Waiter, please save me. I just came out to do business. I never imagined he'd turn out to be a pervert."

"Hold me. I'm cold!"

"I'm so scared."

Xu Chunliang nodded and crouched down.

In a flash, both of them stared in horror behind the other and cried, "Look, who's that?"

At the same time, both reached behind their waists, but neither turned around.

Things grew a little awkward.

Their identical moves worked in much the same way, leaving neither able to counter the other.

The woman chuckled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't we each take a step back? I won't kill you, and you stop keeping your eyes on me. What do you think, young master?"

Xu Chunliang nodded and carefully crouched down in front of her.

He held the small brass knife in one hand and the brick in the other.

"Why aren't you leaving, young master?" the woman asked softly.

"Why don't you leave first, miss?"

"Also, miss, if you don't pull back those four fangs between your full lips, I'm going to call for help."

"Hee-hee, you do love to joke, young master. What fangs?" The woman blinked, and the teeth in her mouth vanished instantly.

"Why haven't you left yet, young master?"

"I'm a gentleman. I like to let beautiful women go first."

"Do you think I'm beautiful, young master?"

"Then how about I sleep with you?" The woman licked her lips. A slit opened at the back of her neck, and a stream of pink smoke quietly emerged.

This was her innate ability, Alley Pink Smoke.

After a man kissed her, he would become a slave to desire.

Sure enough, the waiter's eyes began to turn crimson.

"Come on, come here~" A seductive voice emerged from her throat. She watched Xu Chunliang drop the knife in his hand and crawl toward her with a lecherous grin.

---Five thousand words that decent people wouldn't want to read omitted---

Squish!

Everything reset again.

This time, the reset point was beside the scholar's shattered head.

Xu Chunliang held a knife in one hand and a brick in the other,

looking as though he still hadn't had enough.

Ning Caichen, I misjudged you.

There's no shame in being an undead knight. It even feels amazing!

He took a deep breath and walked deeper into the room.

"Look, who's that?"

Once again, their moves overlapped.

Xu Chunliang wasn't embarrassed. He sat down in front of the female ghost and waited quietly.

The female ghost released her pink smoke again. After becoming an undead knight once more, Xu Chunliang reset again.

A smile of lingering pleasure on his lips, Xu Chunliang silently cursed himself:

Xu Chunliang, oh Xu Chunliang, you really have let your name down. You're not pure and good at all.

But it really was quite a novel experience.

He walked into the room again.

After repeating this six times, everything became boring.

A sage-like look appeared in his eyes.

He stood up and walked deeper into the room again.

"Miss, where do you live? I'll take you home." He stepped forward and took the female ghost by the arm, his face full of kindly affection.

To be fair, during those seven deaths just now, he really had been watching very carefully.

Looking for weaknesses all over the female ghost's body,

and after analyzing her with a mindset now comparable to that of a sage, he judged that this female ghost, who also drank human blood, most likely had three vital points.

Her heart, the spot between her brows, and her teeth.

All that remained was to test them.

Seeing Xu Chunliang reach out to her, the female ghost's eyes flashed with delight.