The years I was in the human world

Although Lu Zhouxue was bound in this body, he could still use his magic. When Ah Xun returned to the room, Lu Zhouxue casually performed a body cleansing spell, and then took out the medicine from his spiritual sea and placed it on the table: "Apply the medicine."

Ah Xun stared blankly at the medicine that suddenly appeared on the table, pursed his lips and said, "You don't look like a ghost."

"Don't look like a ghost, but more like a cultivator?" Lu Zhouxue asked.

"No." Ah Xun shook his head and denied it. "They are just as despicable as those cultivators. You are a merciful god." He couldn't bear to see the misery in the world.

"Apply the medicine." Lu Zhouxue said. The monks were indeed upset, but Ah Xun was unusually clear-headed.

Ah Xun took the medicine bottle from the table and rubbed it in his palm, his tone a little embarrassed. Although he was numb, facing the god who lived in him and bestowed blessings on him, he couldn't be as calm as before: "Please don't look at it..."

Lu Zhouxue was silent for a while, and finally said, "Okay, I won't look." He simply closed his senses and left enough dignity for Ah Xun.

"Thank you." Ah Xun stammered softly, spread her legs and knelt on the ground, and began to apply medicine to the wound on the back of her head.

After a while, Lu Zhouxue heard Ah Xun say "OK" in a low voice. He then relaxed his senses again. Just as he was about to ask something to find out what situation he was in, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang, and the door panel hit the wall heavily with a loud bang.

The brothel owner stood at the door with a fierce look on his face, staring at Ah Xun sinisterly: "You little rascal, are you still slacking off?"

His eyes swept over the medicine in Ah Xun's hand, and his face suddenly changed. He laughed in anger and said, "Okay, I was wondering why the money was less last month. So you bought medicine secretly? Who allowed you to use the medicine? Do you want to be as delicate as others, you bastard?"

As the brothel owner said this, he raised his hand to hit Ah Xun. Ah Xun's body shook violently, and he watched the other's hand falling with a pale face. He completely lost the ability to resist or escape. He was scared, scared to the extreme.

"Don't be afraid." Lu Zhouxue sighed and said in his ear, "Give me your body."

"Okay, please." Ah Xun said with a trembling voice in his heart, handing over control of his body to Lu Zhouxue.

The brothel owner's falling hand was caught by Lu Zhouxue in mid-air, and then he felt a sharp pain in his knee. It turned out that the latter had kicked his patella and broke it.

"You little bitch, you dare to fight back?" The brothel owner's face turned pale with pain, but he still didn't forget to insult Ah Xun in a harsh voice.

"Shut up!" Lu Zhouxue pressed her fingertips, which were condensed with sword energy, against his throat. "If I hear you say one more word, do you believe it or not, I will let you see your tongue?"

Lu Zhouxue's threat was very serious. Anyone who knew the situation would know that they should not go against him. But the brothel owner didn't know what he was thinking. He sneered and his insults became even more severe. A red light seemed to flash at his fingertips, and Lu Zhouxue immediately felt a strong pain in his right arm.

The pain like a knife cutting flesh quickly spread from the arm to the entire upper body, and had a tendency to spread to the whole body. Before Lu Zhouxue could react, he heard Ah Xun's heart-breaking voice: "It's useless. Dad has a talisman that suppresses me. Even if I die, I can't escape."

"Are you half-demon?" Lu Zhouxue asked. The pain in his arm was very familiar. Two hundred years ago, this thing was also engraved on his right arm - the Demon-Suppressing Mark.

However, this thing is only effective against half-demons and is quite troublesome to refine. It is unbelievable that the brothel's madam actually has it.

Under the influence of the demon-suppressing mark, Ah Xun couldn't help but reveal the characteristics of a half-demon. A long snow-white tail hung down from his tail vertebrae, and a pair of white magnolia-like ears appeared between his hair. He was actually a young fox.

Seeing that the demon-suppressing mark was working, the brothel owner was delighted and looked a little proud: "You little rascal secretly learned some Taoist magic, and you dare to mess with me?"

"Do you rely on this thing to beat and scold people at will?" Lu Zhouxue looked at the man who was starting to be proud again with pity. She casually stretched her left hand over her right hand and pulled off a dark red ring like a bracelet.

"Where did you get this thing that cultivators use to enslave the demon race?" Lu Zhouxue asked. The Demon-Suppressing Mark was not an ordinary magical tool that anyone could refine. It didn't make sense for a mortal to take it and use it for flesh trade.

Seeing Lu Zhouxue easily untied the restraints that had controlled Ah Xun for many years, the brothel owner, no matter how proud he was, vaguely realized that the person in front of him could not be the submissive person he knew. He immediately changed his face and said flatteringly: "I don't know where you are from, I'm sorry for offending you just now-"

"You don't want to tell me? Then I'll give you this demon-suppressing mark." The brothel owner avoided talking about something else. Lu Zhouxue simply didn't waste any words and hit the brothel owner's wrist with the demon-suppressing mark he had taken off. "Since you like to use this thing to humiliate others, I'll let you have a taste of it."

Although Lu Zhouxue had inflicted the demon-suppressing scar, he had borrowed Ah Xun's body, so the power to control the demon-suppressing scar on the brothel owner fell into Ah Xun's hands. Lu Zhouxue told him: "With this thing, he has to listen to you. On the surface, he is still the owner of this brothel, but you don't have to suffer like before."

"…But are you serious?" Ah Xun's voice trembled. For a moment he couldn't believe it. He thought he would never be free until his death, but he didn't expect that there would be such a ray of hope.

"Yes, really, you are free." Lu Zhouxue was gentle to Ah Xun, but he was still cold and ruthless when he turned around to deal with the brothel owner. "I don't need to remind you of the power of this thing. If you dare to act arrogantly in front of me again, you'd better watch your skin."

The brothel owner nodded hurriedly to admit his mistake. He knew a little about the affairs of the immortal sect and had already determined that Ah Xun had asked some cultivator to possess his body: "Don't worry, Immortal Master. I will never dare to do anything rash to you."

"Why don't you get out of here?" Lu Zhouxue glanced at the brothel owner coldly and kicked him out of the room. "Go do what you need to do. Don't bother me if there is nothing to do."

After the brothel owner walked away with a broken patella and a grin on his face, Ah Xun suppressed his surging emotions and said to Lu Zhouxue: "Thank you, Ah Xun has nothing to repay you for."

Lu Zhouxue stopped Ah Xun from saying anything and stated her needs: "You're welcome. You don't need to repay me. I just want you to keep an eye on someone for me in the near future."

Ah Xun: "Please go ahead."

Lu Zhouxue was about to say that it was a young man with gorgeous appearance and rebellious personality, but when the words reached his lips, he suddenly realized that he fell into the magic circle and possessed someone else. Maybe Xiao Fengzhuo was the same, so he swallowed the words back and decided to wait for the man to come to him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ah Xun asked hesitantly: "Master?"

"Nothing." Lu Zhouxue said, "No need to look for him deliberately, he will find me by himself, and when he comes, I will recognize him naturally."

"Okay." After hearing him say that, although Ah Xun was a little disappointed that he could not help Lu Zhouxue, he did not say anything extra in the end.

Lu Zhouxue's medicine could cure Ah Xun's body, but his lost energy could not be made up. Feeling the fatigue revealed in his words, Lu Zhouxue simply said, "Take a rest. I'll take care of your body for you."

Ah Xun instinctively didn't want to trouble Lu Zhouxue, but he was so exhausted that he swallowed the words of refusal and finally said, "Thank you, Immortal."

Lu Zhouxue cast a calming spell on Ah Xun, and he changed into plain clothes and came out of the room. It was almost noon, and there were the fewest prostitutes in the building, and most of the business people were asleep. The building was still quite quiet, with only the servants in charge of cleaning busying around.

Lu Zhouxue could sense a little bit of Xiao Fengzhuo's presence, nearby, but he didn't know exactly where. When he went out, he happened to meet a waiter who had recovered from his sleep: "Ah Xun, are you going out?"

Lu Zhouxue didn't recognize him, so in order to prevent him from noticing something was wrong, he just nodded coldly and said, "Yeah."

Zhi'er looked Lu Zhouxue up and down, and seeing that he was fine, she couldn't help but wonder, and her tone was filled with disappointment that Ah Xun was fine: "Your injury is healed?"

Everyone knows the methods of the young master of the Zhao family. If Ah Xuan doesn't die, he will be skinned alive. The noise of the brothel owner beating him up this morning was heard by the whole building. How could Ah Xuan be alive and well?

There were people in Wanzhuanglou who sympathized with Ah Xun and those who gloated over his misfortune. The person in front of him was the latter. Zhi'er had disliked Ah Xun for a long time. Although the brothel owner treated Ah Xun harshly, Ah Xun was good-looking and had a soft waist. Customers liked him and gave him a lot of money.

Zhi'er was not popular at her age, and she was anxious to earn enough money to redeem herself and get away, so she was naturally jealous. She also vented her anger on Ah-Xun from all the grievances she had suffered from the customers, and often said bad things about Ah-Xun behind her back in front of the brothel owner.

It’s not that Lu Zhouxue didn’t see the malice in the other person’s eyes, but he thought that they were all helpless and it was normal for them to have evil thoughts. He didn’t need to judge others for these things, so he still said, “Okay, okay, thank you for your concern.” He said hello hurriedly and was about to leave.

But his indifference completely changed its meaning in Zhi'er's eyes. The latter saw that Ah Xun, who had always been timid, had changed her usual submissive attitude and not only looked down on him, but also the gloomy mood of not seeing a way forward was gone. She didn't seem like a person from their building at all.

But what is the basis for that? Ah Xun's situation is worse than his, and his life is more miserable than his, so how can he act more energetic than them?

They are all poor people struggling in the swamp. They can sink together and sympathize with the person who is trapped the deepest, but they can never tolerate anyone climbing out from here, because the person who climbs out will not be themselves.

Zhi'er grabbed Lu Zhouxue's hand and asked with a vigilant look on her face, "Go out? Where are you going? Someone wants to redeem you? The young master of the Zhao family? Or someone else?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Lu Zhouxue impatiently pried open Zhi'er's hand that was tightly pinching her wrist, her eyes turned cold, "I'm very busy now and have to go out. If you have anything to say, wait until I come back and talk to you, okay?"

Perhaps frightened by the coldness in his eyes, Zhi'er somehow let go of her hand and stared blankly at Lu Zhouxue walking away with the wind, until the young man's thin figure disappeared in the distance. Only then did Zhi'er come to her senses, stomped her feet in annoyance, and turned around to complain to the brothel owner.

Ah Xun was not the top prostitute in Wanzhuanglou, but his face was particularly charming and alluring. All the dandy young men with a little status in Danyang County had been his patrons. When he went out on the street so openly, many people recognized him.

A group of young men were sitting in the teahouse next door, chatting and talking. One of them glanced downstairs and saw Lu Zhouxue walking over in a hurry. He closed the folding fan in his hand and asked everyone else to look downstairs: "Look, isn't that the slutty vixen from Wanzhuanglou?"

Most of his patrons knew that Ah Xun was a half-demon, and they were particularly fierce in bed in order to force him to lose control and expose his ears.

Others leaned over to take a look and laughed, "It's true. This fox never leaves the house. Why did it come out today?"

"Could it be that there were no customers during the day and he felt uncomfortable, so he came out to look for someone?" Someone made an obscene joke, causing everyone else to laugh.

"You know what, this vixen is used to wearing gaudy clothes. This plain dress really gives her a unique flavor." A dandy young man commented while waving a fan.

Seeing Lu Zhouxue walking away, he closed his fan and said to everyone, "I think it has been more than a month since I last ordered this fox. I'm sorry, everyone. I'll leave first."

Lu Zhouxue looked ethereal in her white dress, and her back gave one a feeling of the moon emerging from the clouds, pure and innocent as ice and jade. This dandy young man felt itchy and wanted to hug the beauty and kiss her immediately.

All the people present were uneducated and unskilled, so they all laughed out loud. One of them stopped him and said, "Mr. Qu, why are you in such a hurry to leave? The half-demon has good patience anyway. Why don't we all go together and enjoy the beauty together?"

Another person echoed, "Yes, I have a few new beauties in my house, and I just happened to have an appointment with Mr. Xie for a banquet today. Why don't you go to my place? On the one hand, you can get closer to Mr. Xie, and on the other hand, you can enjoy the beauty of the moon together. Isn't that wonderful?"

This group of dandies are always ugly and playful. This kind of thing has happened before, and it can also get in touch with Xie Huaiyu, so why not do it? The man called "Mr. Qu" has no moral integrity and agreed without thinking.

The Xie family is a prominent family in the capital, and their status is much higher than that of the local gentry. Even if Xie Huaiyu asked to be transferred to another place, he would still be the one they wanted to curry favor with.

"Flower-viewing banquet?" Xiao Fengzhuo looked at the invitation that had just been sent to him, his tone was somewhat meaningful. He had been in the court of the mortal world for decades, and he knew very well what the Yangzhou kids called a "flower-viewing banquet".

"What did you do? Why would they give this to you?" Lin Xiyang's tone was a little bad. It seemed that he knew it too.

"Lin Xiyang, is this your attitude towards your elders?" Xiao Fengzhuo casually put the invitation aside, and said something to Lin Xiyang in his mind, then he replied to the servant who delivered the invitation slowly, "Since Master Cui invites me, then of course I have to go."

"Do you really want to go to that lewd banquet?" Seeing Xiao Fengzhuo agreed, Lin Xiyang's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd. He selectively ignored the first half of Xiao Fengzhuo's sentence.