Chapter 2 The Origin of "Japanese Devils"

  Wang Changhu looked at Wang Tingyu after she finished combing her hair and said: "Do you have anything to eat, I'm a bit hungry?"

  "You must be hungry, I'll ask Xiao Hong to prepare something for you to eat. Do you still drink?" Wang Tingyu said.

  "Wang Changhu replied: 'Thanks, I don't drink.'"

  As she spoke, she walked to the door of the inner room and shouted out towards the outside: "Little Red, go get some food for me, just the usual three portions, no, make it four. Little Red replied from the outer room: "Yes, miss." Then she went out.

  Wang Changhu looked at the clothes on his body and smiled bitterly: "Can you find me a set of clothes that fit me? If not, it's okay to buy one, I'll give you money. Best is black clothes, oh right, also buy a black scarf, I need it."

  "Anything else?" Wang Tingyu asked.

  Wang Changhu looked at his own feet: still the same pair of big-headed leather shoes issued by the prison, this thing is solid and cold-resistant, but a bit heavy; after thinking for a moment, he asked: do you have any lighter and warmer cloth shoes for sale?

  "Yes! Lao Wang's cloth shoe store has them for sale, and they're really good quality." Wang Tingyu said.

  "That's it, here's the money." Wang Changhu said as he opened his package and grabbed a handful of cash to hand over to Wang Tingyu. Wang Tingyu pushed back with both hands: "You keep the money, consider those things a gift from your sister. By the way, don't call me Wang Tingyu anymore, you're not much younger than me, either call me sister or Yuer."

  "Hey, don't mention it," said Wang Changhu with a wave of his hand. "Think about it, we've just met for the first time and we're already spending your money - how embarrassing! Besides, your money didn't come easily!"

  Wang Tingyu's eyes surged with anger: You, you look down on me, and think my money is dirty...

  Wang Changhu couldn't bear to see a woman cry, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't cry, I'm not looking down on you. You've helped me out, haven't you? I should acknowledge you as my sister. Listen to me, you can buy the clothes for me, but I'll give you the money. Today we have a chance encounter and become siblings. This money is for you to buy a set of clothes, consider it a gift from your younger brother." After finishing speaking, he pulled Wang Tingyu's hand, wanting to put the money into her hands. Although Wang Tingyu heard Wang Changhu say that she had helped him out, she immediately blushed and became flustered. When Wang Changhu pulled her, her body softened, and she leaned towards him. The hand holding the money was still extended, and it collided with Wang Tingyu's ***, causing the money to scatter all over the floor. There was a deathly silence afterwards. A thought simultaneously arose in both of their minds: She (he) did it on purpose.

  Very naturally, Wang Changhu wrapped his arms around his sister's slender waist, and Wang Tingyu hugged Wang Changhu's waist tightly, her eyes closed, her chest heaving rapidly; in Wang Changhu's heart, it was like a drumbeat: thud, thud, thud... what the heck, I'm still underage?

  Suddenly, a small hand grasped the vital spot: "You can." A whisper sounded in his ear.

  A few sparks met the gasoline, and a big fire burst out. Wang Changhu picked up Wang Tingyu with both hands and rushed towards the bed, got on the bed, took off his clothes, took off his shoes, and the two little white sheep were naked facing each other. Just as Wang Changhu was about to take action, Xiaohong walked in with a tray: "Sister Yu, dinner is ready."

  The two of them were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled - and then devoured each other.

  Then the bed began to shake, Wang Tingyu wanted to send Xiao Hong out: "Xiao Hong... there is money on the ground... you... go buy... ah... a set of clothes... the black men's clothes I'm wearing... a black scarf too... ah... ah... Old Wang remembers... a pair of shoes..."

  Xiao Hong listened to the sound and felt something was off, so she went inside to take a look: two people were wrestling, one of whom seemed to be Yu Jie, while the other was unfamiliar; she covered Zhang Da's mouth with her hand in shock and asked after a moment, "Th...that shoe size is how big?"

  Wang Tingyu flipped over and poked out her butt, both hands searching around the edge of the bed, found a shoe: "Buy one like this." After saying that, "swish" a shoe flew towards Xiaohong, Xiaohong hurriedly caught it with both hands.

  Wang Changhu saw Yu Tian's posture and thought: it's better to kill by mistake than to miss, just get on the horse. Wang Tingyu suddenly struggled: "Xiao Hong is still there."

  Xiao Hong also let out an "ah" and, with a red face, hastily picked up the money. Then, amidst the sound of footsteps, she hurriedly went downstairs and walked towards the door. Just as she reached the entrance, she was stopped by someone - it was Lao Piaozi (the old madam). Lao Piaozi asked: "Where are you going?" Xiao Hong said: "Yujie told me to go buy a set of men's clothes and a pair of shoes." Lao Piaozi's heart skipped a beat: "What size?" Xiao Hong replied: "Just Yujie's size". Lao Piaozi thought to herself: "Strange, we don't need men's clothing for entertaining guests... what is she up to? I'll go ask after I use the restroom." "You can go, but be quick," Lao Piaozi said.

  Xiao Hong: "Mm" and walked towards the gate.

  The old procuress was called Zhao Yuniang. In her youth, she was also a prominent figure in the prostitution industry. As she grew older, she used her accumulated wealth to open this bookstore. With a strong backing and beautiful daughters, business flourished, and money poured in. Every day, she felt carefree and content, being skilled at dressing herself up. At over 40 years old, she looked like she was only in her 30s. In her daily life, she would often inspect the prostitutes' bodies, train the young ones, and flirt with handsome young men, living a very comfortable life!

  Zhao Yuniang was ruthless and cruel to the girls under her, lightly starving them of food, heavily beating them; and taking all their money. Although she gave some pocket money, it was very little, so the girls called her Jade-faced Wolf. Zhao Yuniang walked through the front yard to the toilet, saw that the first toilet was already in a bad shape, and started scolding loudly for an hour. At this time, no one from the study would come forward. But this scolding startled two people who were connected by their illness - Gu Tian and Da Cha Hu; both had turned into pig heads, their eyes swollen to a slit, they looked at each other for a long time before recognizing each other. The two sympathized with each other, prepared to struggle together, and walk out of the toilet.

  The toilet was really high, at least three and a half meters high. Even if Tortoise Tuan or Big Teapot stood on each other's shoulders and stretched out their hands, only one palm would be exposed above the ground. There was no way out, so they could only hope that someone familiar would come and call out to them, letting people rescue them from this predicament. The old procuress walked into the second toilet, and Tortoise Tuan and Big Teapot immediately cheered up, opening their toothless swollen mouths: "Zhao Mao Mao... Zhao San, I'm begging you, hurry up, we're ghosts..."

  The old procuress walked into the latrine and felt a chill, just about to pull down her pants and squat down, when she suddenly heard someone calling her. She thought it was someone outside the latrine who was calling her, so she turned around to look out, but there was no one there? She cautiously squatted down: "Old procuress, Zhao Yuniang..."

  The old lady suddenly got angry "Who is fooling with me?"

  "Guī tián nà ge qì ya! Xīn li jiù xiǎng: nǐ de bù huì xiàng xià kàn? Tā yě méi hé jì: xià miàn yǒu shén me hǎo kàn de."

  Translation:

  "Kameida, what an attitude! I thought to myself: won't you look down? He also didn't think: what's good to look at below?"

  He had no choice but to step on the big teapot's shoulder, slowly relying on the wall of the pit to climb up. At this time, the old hen suddenly poured out the urine she had stored overnight with a "whoosh", and the urine rain choked off Kameyama's cries in his mouth. He furiously swung his palm and left a black and smelly handprint on the old hen's well-maintained snow-white buttocks.

  The old prostitute was hit and suddenly: She urinated again. Kameda: "I am Kame... Ah, I was interrupted by her urination again."

  The old prostitute's legs were already trembling, just as she was about to get up, Tsuruta struck again. This time it was even more brutal, and with one blow he sent the old prostitute rolling out.

  The old procuress rushed out, too busy to pull up her pants, shouting and yelling: "Oh no, save me! There's a ghost in the toilet!"

  The old woman almost crawled into the front yard: Come on, everybody, come quickly, quickly, there's a ghost in the toilet...

  Everyone was shocked and their hearts skipped a beat. If the book club were to be involved in this matter, it would be disastrous; at best, the Peach Garden Pavilion would be shut down, and at worst, all eight pavilions would be closed.

  We must eliminate the ghost in its budding state.

  One by one, they came up with ideas: ghosts are afraid of black dog blood, go to the doghouse and pull out a black dog, kill it, and splash its blood on the ghost's body, the ghost will die!

  "Ghosts are afraid of fire, ghosts are things from the underworld, they fear yang energy, use fire to burn them and they will be gone in no time."

  "Devils are afraid of young boys' urine... get out of the way, where can you find young boys' urine in a brothel? By the time you find it, the devils will have run away."

  After a brief discussion, they split up to take action: some killed dogs, others collected blood, while others made torches with rags and wooden sticks, doused them in kerosene, and lit them on fire; still, others picked up bricks, wooden clubs, brooms, and kitchen knives...

  All preparations are complete, the bravest ones hold dog blood and walk in the front row, followed by those holding torches, and then those holding clubs.

  Under the leadership of Lao Pizi, the Ghost Extermination Team surrounded the toilet with water that couldn't be drained. A bold and loud shout tore away the curtain at the door: people nearby saw a dark, pig-headed creature wandering around, its hands swaying as if searching for support.

  Everyone looked: no good, the ghost is coming up, and the dog blood started pouring onto the ghost's body. After pouring the dog blood, they took a look: the ghost was still shaking its head looking for support.

  Kui Tian was furious! I finally managed to climb up onto the big teapot's head with great difficulty, but this person didn't say a word and just splashed over a basin of some animal's blood. Is he trying to kill me or what?!

  Kameda got angry and paddled even more fiercely with both hands.

  His fierce attack caused the crowd to retreat backward, and the people in front were a bit frightened, shouting: Fire, fire, fire is coming...

  Those holding torches didn't dare to get closer, they threw the torches from 7-8 meters away. The toilet door was too small, and few torches were thrown into the toilet, but for Kame田 it was still a significant harm. Finally, some torches burned onto Kame田's hands, and he fell down with a loud "Ah", shouting: "Baka, you guys are going to die..."

  Everyone saw that the fire was effective against the ghost, and they cheered and jumped for joy. However, the torches in their hands were almost gone, so everyone decided to go back to the front yard to make some more torches, in order to take advantage of the situation and chase after the ghost to eliminate it.

  Kameda fell heavily and cried, starting to curse in Japanese while circling around the manure pit. The early spring manure pit had not yet thawed, so Kameda was still very stiff.

  People who were about to turn around and leave suddenly widened their eyes - how did the Chinese ghost become a Japanese ghost? Everyone started running towards the front yard, and as they ran, they began to complain to the old procuress: "Look at you, you didn't even take a closer look. We have some experience in dealing with Chinese ghosts, but this foreign ghost, we can't grasp it at all." The old procuress fell to the ground, looked up at the Taoyuan Library, and burst into tears, wailing loudly.

  The old procuress began to cry, and the girls of Taoyuan also shed tears one after another, sighing and groaning. At this time, a group of big teapots stood up: "A scar as big as a bowl was left on our heads, it's because we followed you guys, let's find more torches, and find a black dog and something to start the fire, we'll fight to the death today." It's easy to find something to start the fire, but it's hard to find a black dog. After searching around, that noble military dog was found, someone even knew where the dog came from, but now they couldn't care less. With a burst of fierce beating, the dog went to see King Yan.

  Wang Changhu's exercise was just getting into full swing when he suddenly heard the sound of a dog being beaten in the front yard. The dog barked fiercely, somewhat like a military dog. Who could be beating a military dog so ruthlessly that it had nowhere to escape?

  He pulled himself out of the ground, put on his clothes and walked out to take a look: Oh dear, a military dog was tied to a hitching post, jumping up and down, being beaten by several men wearing large teapot-shaped clothing with sticks. Before long, the military dog was beaten to the point of exhaustion, hung up, bled, and then rushed into the courtyard...

  At this time, Wang Tingyu said from behind: Let's go, we continue... After a while, if they cook dog meat soup, ask them to bring over a bowl and give it to you to supplement. Having said that, she hastily pulled up Wang Changhu and left again.

  This time, the people of the Eight Great Houses were really anxious: in the past few years, the brothels of Fengtian had a stir about scorpion spirits, and all nine city gates were closed. This time, if things got out of hand, the Eight Great Houses would have to be sealed off.

  Everyone came up, each very brave, surrounding the toilet and starting to beat gongs, catch ghosts, grab ghosts...

  Some held long sticks stirring in the manure pit, others held torches to illuminate, seeing a black shadow flashing, "swish" of the kitchen knife was out.

  Some held dog blood on the edge and swayed with the black shadow. When they saw that the black shadow was no longer moving, "whoosh" - the dog blood splashed onto their heads.

  The things in his hand were almost all thrown away, and the black shadow was still not dead. He had to use his ultimate move: pick up the thatch, light it on fire, and throw it into the dung pit for an indiscriminate attack.

  Guī Tián and Dà Cháhú finally understand why they were attacked, it turns out that they were taken for ghosts; while hiding, they shouted: Save us! Save us! I am human, I am human, stop hitting, save us...

  The old lady heard: there was a voice that was extremely familiar. She shouted "Assistant..."

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  "Japanese pirates, wearing dragon robes, four small ghosts, kneel down beside, hands clasped to capture!"

  The origin of "ghost" is derived from the couplet above, showing respect to seniors while hoping that everyone will not take the play seriously.