[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-nothing-is-taboo":3,"chapter-nothing-is-taboo-nothing-is-taboo-chapter-83":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Nothing Is Taboo",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2310468,4514,"Chapter 83: Great Fortune","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>The two captains turned pale and hurried after the woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan heard every word the woman said, yet for some reason, he didn’t believe her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan frowned inwardly, then suddenly understood: this was the resistance of “Nothing Is Taboo” against demonic arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he opened “Wang Ming” and saw—it was indeed a malevolent spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The life of a malevolent spirit is different from that of a living person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quietly, Xu Yuan clutched the Jiangdan in his hand, feigning terror as he hurried after the woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman turned to lead the way; Xu Yuan drew his great spear and thrust it straight through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman screamed, her body dissolving into a wisp of black smoke, yet her true form shrank and landed in the grass, darting frantically—like a fish gasping on land, struggling to plunge into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two captains snapped awake, staring hard—the thing in the grass was a crimson tongue, over a foot long!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan didn’t care about anything else—he spat out a blast of “Abdominal Fire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid rolling flames, the tongue writhed in agony; instantly, the murmur of countless gossips—women gossiping behind backs, sowing discord—rose in a chaotic, shrill din, leaving the two captains dizzy and nauseated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Xu Yuan’s Abdominal Fire had reduced the tongue to ash did the voices vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lao stared at the small river and sneered: “They sent only a ‘Wagging-Tongue Ghost’? Out of tricks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mist seemed enraged—it churned, spewing forth enormous, grotesque faces: some like demonic beasts, some like evil ghosts, others merely giant eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared down coldly from dozens of zhang above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gurgling sound rose from the mist, like a starving beast catching the scent of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! The big house’s door swung open, and out stepped an extremely tall woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked about the same age as Mao Si, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, rough hands and feet, wearing a faded garment patched seven or eight times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan didn’t recognize the garment, but Yan Lao found it familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she stepped out, she glared fiercely at the black mist—and the entities within it showed clear revulsion mixed with fear, retreating one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman strode toward the four of them, but stopped halfway at a stone tablet before the door, slapped it, and asked sharply: “What do you Hejian people want here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan and the others stepped closer, staring at the inscription on the tablet:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>River Supervision Office, Miaopocun Public Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lao slapped his forehead—he remembered: the woman’s garment was the uniform of a River Supervision Office “Water Monitor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the River Supervision Office had changed uniforms over a decade ago—this woman wore the old one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan stared at the woman strangely and tentatively asked: “Ms. Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s me!” the woman growled. “Speak your piece, spit it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan remembered—he smiled: “Aunt Wang, don’t you remember me? When I was little, you used to buy me candy. I’m Xu Yuan from River Worker Alley. Mao Si sent me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Xu Yuan was about four or five; a woman often came to see Mao Si, bringing gifts for every household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan always got three pieces of malt candy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During that time, Xu Yuan looked forward to this “aunt” coming every day—he never realized “aunt” was such a plain name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly, she stopped coming altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he recalled: Mao Si had something to do with this Aunt Wang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Laoshi studied him closely—she clearly didn’t recognize him—so Xu Yuan quickly pulled out Mao Si’s token.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the token, Wang’s expression grew complex; after a long pause, she took it and said softly: “Come inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the house was spacious and bright; Wang invited them to sit anywhere, then went to pour water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan glanced around and said: “You’ve got a nice place here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every piece of furniture was complete—Xu Yuan recognized at a glance: all were Mao Si’s craftsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang smiled: “I built this house myself—even the bricks and tiles, I dug and fired.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan gave a thumbs-up: “You’re amazing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang poured several bowls of water and sighed helplessly: “I’ve lived here for decades, nothing ever happened—but the office won’t shut down this public post, so I had to find something to do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lao, bursting with questions, finally got his chance: “Why is there a River Supervision Office here? You’ve lived by the river, facing down the entire river’s horrors alone for decades?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t have that kind of power,” Wang said, rising. “Follow me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She led the four to the back of the house—the house was built along the riverbank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind it, a small stone pavilion with upturned eaves lay submerged in the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the pavilion stood a stone tablet inscribed with a single character: “Ping.” Along its side were water-level markings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, the river was forbidden—its waters were pitch black as ink!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The narrow river churned with violent waves, the sound like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet within a ten-zhang radius around the pavilion, the water remained clear and calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang said: “This is the Water Regulation Tablet the River Supervision Office erected here long ago. That character, they say, was written by the River Dragon King himself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan and Yan Lao were stunned: “Is this what holds back all the river’s horrors?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang nodded: “When we conquered Jiaozhi, the river was extended to Ghost Witch Mountain. The River Supervision Office built thirty-seven public posts to monitor local hydrology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they failed to contain the demons in Ghost Witch Mountain—the river had to detour.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this post couldn’t be abolished, because this Water Regulation Tablet concerned… the face of the office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang didn’t need to finish—Xu Yuan understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t be removed, useless to keep—so they dumped a poor sucker here to guard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang took a deep breath: “My predecessor as Water Monitor died here of old age.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan silently shook his head, unsure how to comfort her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang waved her hand: “Enough. Let’s go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back inside, Wang said: “Long ago, I made a pact with Mao Si—he gave me his token. Whoever comes with it, I give them one thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan nodded: “Mao Si sent me to retrieve it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Follow me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang led them outside, to the side of the house, where a bamboo cage held seven or eight large geese.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang grabbed one, paused, then said: “Fine, I’ll give you this one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She released it, then called into the cage: “Da Fu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goose twice the size of the others waddled slowly out from the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes were blank, utterly indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other geese scrambled aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang pointed at Xu Yuan: “From now on, he’ll feed you. Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Fu tilted his head, stared fixedly at Xu Yuan for a long while—then his gaze finally focused, as if imprinting his future feeder’s face into memory. He stepped out of the cage and stood still beside Xu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan noticed: when the goose emerged, his flat beak was smeared with fresh blood—he’d clearly just eaten something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mao Si sent me to retrieve something…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who said the thing couldn’t be a goose?” Wang said. “Don’t worry—my geese are easy to feed. Just give him whatever you eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan’s head throbbed—he was going to Ghost Witch Mountain to investigate a case; carrying a goose would be a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could I… leave Da Fu here for now, and take him when I return?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang answered without hesitation: “No. Da Fu is stubborn. I just said you’d feed him—he’ll eat nothing else. If I try, he’ll think I’m fattening him up to kill him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuan: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many plot threads—be patient, they’ll be resolved later. If I explain them in the comments, where’s the fun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1302,"2026-06-20T12:07:23.516Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","67676424b8140ed1b9fc20453d60fa501b1c66b1905d7d35032e5ea3f04ea9f4","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-84","nothing-is-taboo-chapter-82",413,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnothing-is-taboo-cover.jpg"]