Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou sat with his back to the light, sipping tea with his head down. His soft and curled eyelashes trembled and his emotions could not be seen clearly in his mysterious purple eyes. All he could see was the porcelain white of his fingertips holding the rim of the cup.

Xiao Jingxuan's gaze fell back on the cup of hot tea in front of him, with white mist rising into the air, and he repeated his old trick and said, "Disciple is here for Junior Master-Uncle."

"Stop being rude and talking nonsense!" After being stunned, Chu Huaizhou shouted in shame and anger, with an imperceptible blush on the tips of his ears. His cold face did not collapse, but was still bright and smooth, revealing an abstinence-like coldness.

Xiao Jingxuan felt calm in his heart: Yes, this taste is my real junior master.

"My disciple's words are nonsense, please don't be offended, Junior Master." Xiao Jingxuan hesitated for a while, then said carefully, "I volunteered to come and help you."

"Voluntary?" Chu Huaizhou was not too surprised. He just sighed and said, "Drink some hot tea to warm your body."

If it were in the past, he would definitely not believe that Xiao Jingxuan would voluntarily come down the mountain to help him exorcise the evil spirit. Most likely, Senior Brother Yun Huai was worried about the safety of his useless junior brother, but he was too busy with the sect's affairs to spare the time, so he forced the disciples in the hall to come.

It's just that after Xiao Jingxuan woke up from his illness, his attitude towards people and things changed a lot, especially towards him, he became polite and respectful. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I still like to cling to him and can't get rid of him no matter what.

At this moment, he was a little doubtful about the truthfulness of the words "I volunteer". Chu Huaizhou was hoping for a lucky break and was willing to believe that these words were true.

"Yes, I volunteer." Xiao Jingxuan affirmed sincerely, holding up the earthenware teacup with both hands, and looking at the man through the mist, he seemed much gentler.

Chu Huaizhou was silent for a while, with a little indescribable joy and excitement in his heart, and then he said calmly: "Forget it, you are here, can I still chase you away?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jingxuan's uneasy heart finally calmed down. He drank two cups of hot tea and looked around the small wooden house.

The room was fairly large but seemed empty and shabby. It only had a tea table and a bed. The bedspread and quilt were rather crude, and in the corner there was a rotten bamboo basket for rubbish and stolen goods.

It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time, but the ground around was relatively clean. It should have been cleaned by the junior master in advance and used as a temporary place to stay.

"Junior Master, have you already visited the Huang family where the newborn baby cried at night? Has the problem been resolved?" Xiao Jingxuan seemed to be asking casually, but he actually had some doubts in his mind.

Chu Huaizhou put down the teacup and exhaled softly, "This is the Huang family, this room belongs to the Huang family. I pray that the spirit bird will lead me here, and then it will turn into golden light and dissipate."

The spirit birds dispersed, indicating that they had arrived at the place where the prayer was made. However, this house had been abandoned for at least ten years, so how could it be the Huang family who had recently initiated the prayer for help? !

After all, Xiao Jingxuan has lived two lifetimes and has seen many strange things like this. He is very calm and steady in his heart. However, due to his age in this life, he has never done anything to eliminate demons and defend the way of justice.

He had no choice but to pretend to be surprised and panicked. He dropped the cup on the table and moved closer to Junior Master. "What...? Why is this happening?"

Chu Huaizhou glanced at him and held back the upturned corners of his mouth: He looks like a child, a little bully at home, but he is like a coward when he goes out of the mountains.

Chu Huaizhou poured him another cup of tea and remained calm: "I don't know for now, but I suspect that someone did it on purpose."

His eyes swept past the person in front of him, through the window that was creaking in the wind, and landed on the village at the foot of the mountain where crows were flying and it was pitch black.

The great Lord of the Devil Realm who had destroyed the world was now hiding beside his junior uncle, shrinking his neck, trembling and pretending to be a grandson, "Who... why did you do this on purpose?"

"How do I know who it is?" Chu Huaizhou retracted his gaze and turned to him, his cold and gorgeous light purple eyes were sharp and soft, "If you are really scared, go back to the mountain tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingxuan immediately straightened his back, raised his neck high, squinted his eyes and smiled obediently: "Who said I'm scared? Junior Master, I'm not afraid."

Chu Huaizhou did not force it, and said indifferently: "It's up to you whether you want to leave or stay. I won't force you."

"As for why that person led the ascetics here, it should be because of the strange man in the village at the foot of the mountain. You should have seen him when you came here, right?"

"Well, it was dusk when I arrived at the entrance of the village. I saw those mutated people, like zombies with chaotic consciousness, or puppets with empty shells."

Xiao Jingxuan stopped pretending and calmed down to think and analyze the problem. He was really courageous and there was no trace of the timidity he had just had. Instead, he had a reassuring composure.

The usual careless and naughty expressions on his face had all disappeared, and he looked serious and focused, not like a boy of eighteen or nineteen. Instead, he had an unfathomable aura.

Chu Huaizhou shook his head and said, "No, they can't be zombies, and they don't have chaotic consciousness. During the day, they are no different from ordinary people, working in the fields, treating people with simplicity and enthusiasm, and even actively offering hot tea to thirsty passers-by."

Xiao Jingxuan was stunned, and a strange thought flashed through his mind: Why don't I have such benefits and generous treatment? Is it just because I don't look as handsome and elegant as my junior master?

Chu Huaizhou had no idea that his nephew's mind had already drifted elsewhere, and he continued talking with a serious face.

"According to my observations in recent days, the villagers will only gradually lose their minds when the sun sets and the night is about to fall. This is a process, not something that happens all of a sudden. Under normal circumstances, they will not attack living things."

Xiao Jingxuan came back to his senses and said, "If they were farming during the day, why is the field still full of weeds? And they just attacked me."

"Did you irritate them?" Chu Huaizhou's cold eyes were filled with deep anxiety. He looked him up and down, and only felt slightly relieved after confirming that there was no blood or wounds.

"I went down to set up the formation and cast seals last night. When I passed by them, they did not show any intention of attacking me." They didn't even look at me and left in a group.

Xiao Jingxuan scratched his head and recalled that he had lifted the person up in the air like a cat or a dog. He touched his nose guiltily and said, "Uh... there should be one."

"Master Junior, do you know where they are going in groups at night?"

Chu Huaizhou said calmly, "In a mass graveyard, they go back to their own graves to sleep, return to their houses before the cockcrows at dawn, and regain consciousness after the cockcrows."

Who would sleep in a coffin in a tomb? He could not think of any other possible explanation except ghosts and corpses.

Xiao Jingxuan was dumbfounded, and hesitantly said word by word: "So, none of the villagers here are alive, they are all ghosts?"

"That's not entirely true. They are masculine living people during the day and yin and yang dead people at night."

Chu Huaizhou's beautiful eyes were shining, as if he had been shrouded in mist and rain for half a lifetime. "Rest first, I'll take you to observe tomorrow and we'll talk later."