The years I was in the human world

"Got it. Bring me a pot of tea." Lu Zhouxue waved to the waiter and lowered his eyes as if thinking about something. He didn't go out during the day and lit a green lamp at night. Is it true that he couldn't go out during the day, or was there really an evil spirit?

Xiao Fengzhuo said: "A group of evil spirits are afraid of evil spirits in the daytime. Mianmian, do you think this is the thief crying thief?"

The waiter quickly brought up a pot of hot tea. Lu Zhouxue naturally didn't really want to drink tea, she was just pretending. However, when the tea from the lake was poured into the cup, they both fell silent at the same time.

The bloody red liquid poured into the cup was still bubbling, and the rising gas had a strong fishy smell.

Lu Zhouxue's hand holding the tea suddenly paused, and for a moment she didn't know whether to drink it or not. At this time, Xiao Fengzhuo whispered in secret: "Someone is watching. It seems that you have to drink this blood-refined tea." There was a hint of gloating in his tone.

"It's normal for outsiders who have just arrived. Why don't you drink this tea?" Lu Zhouxue said, putting down the teacup naturally. In an instant, the gaze falling on him seemed real, making people's scalp tingle. Lu Zhouxue lowered his head and turned up his sleeves without caring, and then he felt out a snow-white skull.

"Blood-refined tea is extremely yin and poisonous. I can't bear it." Xiao Fengzhuo said. Seeing Lu Zhouxue taking out a skull and using it as tea, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Mianmian is really a wonderful person."

"Don't tease me." Lu Zhouxue said, but he picked up the teapot and poured the tea in the pot directly on the skull. The moment the boiling blood poured onto the skull, the originally snow-white color turned dark red and black, reflecting luster under the light.

A shadow was cast on the table. Someone stood in front of the table where they were sitting, staring at them coldly. Lu Zhouxue stood still, still pouring tea slowly, and said slowly: "Are you here to admire my tea pet?"

As Lu Zhouxue spoke, he looked up at the man in front of him, only to see that the man had a puffy face, his entire face was incredibly swollen, and there seemed to be something moving under his pale skin. Flies and insects surrounded his body, and he emitted a rotten stench that was even more pungent than the blood-refined tea in his hand.

"Master, you don't drink tea, but it's not to your taste?" The man sat down opposite Lu Zhouxue without any courtesy, staring at him with cloudy and deformed eyes, picked up the cup of tea he had just poured out and drank it all up, "I haven't seen you before, Master. I wonder where you are from?"

Lu Zhouxue lowered his head and put down the teapot in his hand. Seeing that he didn't answer, the guests who were originally toasting each other turned their heads to look at him in a strange manner. The man with puffy skin in front of him took the teacup that Lu Zhouxue put down, refilled the cup that he had just drunk from, and then pushed it towards Lu Zhouxue.

Flies that had fallen from the man were floating in the scarlet tea, and saliva-like mucus and a bit of rotten meat were hanging on the wall of the cup. Lu Zhouxue looked at it and slowly frowned. The man in front of him was still whispering, "Why don't you drink tea, Taoist priest?"

"Are you afraid to drink?" The man suddenly broke into a weird smile, his mouth stretched to his ears, revealing the rotten meat infested with maggots. A small piece of rotten meat fell into the teacup through the gap. As he finished speaking, the gazes that had been around him suddenly became murderous. All the "people" stopped making noise and stared at this side lifelessly but full of malice, as if it were a ridiculous pantomime.

Lu Zhouxue looked at the fishy red tea with flies, rotten meat and grease floating in it, and frowned tightly because of disgust. Facing the aggressive guy in front of him, he suddenly said: "You want to treat me with my tea?"

The humanoid monster was stunned, as if it had never expected Lu Zhouxue to say such a thing. According to its original idea, if Lu Zhouxue refused, it would insist that Lu Zhouxue was righteous and eat him up at random. When it was stunned, Lu Zhouxue looked at it with cold eyes and continued, "You made my tea look like this, do you think you are smart?"

Blood-refined tea is extremely sinister and poisonous, but its effect on ghost cultivators and demon cultivators is equivalent to the spiritual tea drunk by human cultivators. Although demon cultivators and ghost cultivators are not averse to blood-refined tea, not all of them look as disgusting as the monster in front of them. In other words, only low-level ghosts are so unsightly.

The monster in front of him was merely detecting the spiritual energy leaking out of Lu Zhouxue and deliberately testing him, but he didn't expect his actions to be too disgusting and ended up making things worse.

Lu Zhouxue took out a bundle of willow branches from his sleeve, patted his palms, and then mercilessly whipped the monster in front of him. Although Lu Zhouxue looked thin, the force of the whip was not small. With that one blow, the monster's entire head fell to the ground with a gurgle. Unexpectedly, although the monster's head fell off, it did not look like it was seriously injured.

The head rolled on the ground for a few times, then turned back by itself, staring at Lu Zhouxue and continuing to speak in human language: "Using willow branches to hit ghosts, we shorten them by three inches each time. Hahahahahaha, but we are not ghosts."

The door of the inn closed automatically with a bang. The people who were drinking and having tea left their seats and moved towards Lu Zhouxue. Monsters with human bodies climbed up the four walls of the inn like geckos. Their heads turned around and twisted half a circle, looking at Lu Zhouxue from an angle that was impossible for a living person to do.

"It has blood and energy, so it's alive." Xiao Fengzhuo said after a quick observation, "But it's not very alive."

"If it's alive, that would be easier to deal with." Lu Zhouxue said disapprovingly. If it was a dead thing, it would be difficult for him to deal with it, but if it was alive, he wouldn't even need to use his magic power.

"Can you handle it alone?" Not wanting to cause him trouble, Xiao Fengzhuo jumped off Lu Zhouxue's shoulder and was about to transform into a human form to help.

"No need, just stay there." Lu Zhouxue said, and actually combed the willow branches down along the ends. He picked up a handful of willow leaves in his hand and threw them in all directions. The emerald green and soft willow leaves instantly turned into extremely sharp blades, cutting off the heads of all the monsters in the inn.

The head that fell off was the same as the previous one, except that the body was separated, but it was still able to speak, and its body was moving around randomly, almost knocking its filth onto Lu Zhouxue.

Xiao Fengzhuo: "It seems to be of no use."

"It's okay." Lu Zhouxue threw the willow branch aside, took out a stack of yellow paper, and made a hand gesture. A blood-red pattern appeared on a blank piece of yellow paper. He threw the yellow paper in his hand into the air, and the talisman paper ignited without fire. Ashes floated everywhere. Lu Zhouxue picked up the cat and hid it in his cloak to prevent the ashes from falling on Xiao Fengzhuo.

The monsters, whose bodies were separated but still able to move, instantly turned into a pile of complete corpses once they came into contact with the ashes of the burning yellow paper.

But not long after, the pile of dead bodies suddenly moved again. Lu Zhouxue, who had never seen such a situation, frowned instantly.

"Not good, they are about to regroup." Xiao Fengzhuo said. Those that moved were the torsos, and it was obvious that they were converging in the same direction.

"How could this be." Lu Zhouxue raised his hand and dispersed the pile of corpses that were about to gather with a powerful force. He then set up a high mirror above them. In an instant, a dazzling white light like the scorching sun shone down, and the corpses stopped moving temporarily.

"Such a heavy resentment." Xiao Fengzhuo also had a serious expression. He originally thought that it was just an inn that was a little weird, but he didn't expect it to be so strange.

Lu Zhouxue looked at the whole inn like a mirror, and all the abnormalities were exposed. The whole inn was dilapidated, the wooden door hanging on the door frame made a harsh creaking sound, dust and dirt accumulated in the corners, the floor was damp and black, and rotten bones were piled everywhere.

As the current situation was really weird, Xiao Fengzhuo simply transformed into a human form to investigate. Regardless of the pungent stench, he covered his mouth and nose and walked around the lobby. He came back worriedly.

"How is it?" Lu Zhouxue tore a few small paper figures out of yellow paper to gather the bones together, intending to burn them.

"It's not optimistic." Xiao Fengzhuo said. He pointed to the corners where insects and ants are likely to breed, and then pointed to the ground after the little paper people moved the bones away. "Look at the thickness of the dust. This place has been deserted for a long time, but there are no spider webs or other insects in the corners. Look at the place where the bones were originally piled up. It stinks, but there are no rats or even maggots."

"There is not even a blade of grass growing outside the courtyard." Xiao Fengzhuo looked at Lu Zhouxue solemnly, "I didn't detect any breath of life."

"You mean, this is a place of death?" Lu Zhouxue asked softly. The little paper people had already piled all the bones together, but for some reason, the fire-falling talisman that Lu Zhouxue had been holding in his hand had not been activated yet.

"Yes." Xiao Fengzhuo recalled the dead grass he pulled up when he entered the city earlier, "I'm afraid it's not just the inn, the entire Rong City may be a dead place."

Lu Zhouxue pursed her lips and put away the fire-falling talisman in her hand. After a moment of silence, she pointed to the pile of decayed corpses on the ground with bones exposed and said, "But these are alive."

Xiao Fengzhuo's eyes flashed, and he cast a spell to test for life. He found that it was just as Lu Zhouxue said, even though the pile of bones looked impossible to be alive, the souls attached to them were still highly dense, and were exactly the same as those of a living person. No wonder Lu Zhouxue couldn't bring himself to burn the pile of bones.

It is indeed difficult to deal with them. In this state, even if they have the characteristics of a living person, they are definitely not alive. But if they are burned in a fire, these people will become like this and be burned to death for no reason. They will definitely be full of resentment. It would be too pitiful if they were killed with one blow.

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo are both serious cultivators. Even if they don't care much about the people, they still have some integrity. They would never do something like beating someone to death.

"This pile of corpses may seem harmless, but if we don't handle it properly, it's hard to guarantee that we won't get into trouble." Xiao Fengzhuo looked at Lu Zhouxue and said, "Especially since we don't know what caused these people to become like this, it's best not to move before we figure it out."

"The mirror can only suppress it temporarily." Lu Zhouxue certainly understood what Xiao Fengzhuo meant. This was the tricky part for him. He couldn't just leave it alone, but it was difficult to manage. He frowned, and then saw the skull that he had previously put out as a tea pet.

He thought for a moment and took the skull over. He drew a talisman on the skull with the blood-refined tea poured on it, and then took off a black Buddhist bead from his wrist, strung it with silk thread and hung it under the skull, making a human head wind chime that he hung in the corner to suppress the pile of bones. To prevent resentment from leaking out and someone from tampering with the wind chime, Lu Zhouxue buried a Buddhist bead in each of the four corners of the inn, and placed a paper man to suppress the corner.

"If the High Hall Mirror fails, it should be able to suppress it for a while." Lu Zhouxue said after arranging all this. He turned around and saw Xiao Fengzhuo leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, looking at him meaningfully. Lu Zhouxue tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Fengzhuo smiled and lowered his head, then raised his head and said, "Mianmian, with the human head wind chimes and the paper figurines as the guard, he really looks like a demon."

Lu Zhouxue didn't realize that Xiao Fengzhuo was teasing him, and said seriously, "Evil spirits have their own ways, and not necessarily only righteous magic will be effective."

"I know, Mianmian is very powerful." Xiao Fengzhuo looked like a worthless stooge. He looked at the corpse that had obviously calmed down, raised his head and looked at the bright and dazzling magic mirror above the hall and said, "Are you going to remove the bright mirror in the hall?"

Lu Zhouxue nodded: "Lest the true face of the inn be revealed, it would not only scare others but also alert the enemy." As he spoke, the mirror above his head shattered, and the dilapidated inn became brightly lit and bustling again.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Fengzhuo, who had done nothing but cheering, used a handkerchief to wipe Lu Zhouxue's face which was accidentally stained with dust when arranging the formation. He didn't know what was going on in his head, but he took Lu Zhouxue's loose silver hair in his palm and combed it straight, then tied it into a braid that hung from her right shoulder to her chest, and held down the few messy hair on her forehead and sideburns with a headband.

After doing all this, Xiao Fengzhuo looked at his achievements with satisfaction: "This is what a demon Taoist looks like." Then he put the hood that Lu Zhouxue had taken off back on him.

"Go out." Lu Zhouxue looked at him helplessly, picked up her whisk again and walked out of the inn.

The whole Rong city was pitch black. The road in the middle was sandwiched between dark houses and buildings on both sides, stretching into the darkness. I don't know when some fog rose in the city, and the bright moon in the sky was only a broken fang, making it even harder to see the surroundings.

Upon seeing the situation outside, Xiao Fengzhuo said directly: "It's not just the inn, the whole Rongcheng is full of ghosts."

"Let's go and see if there's anyone there." Lu Zhouxue's expression was not good either. It was okay to suppress the heretics in an inn, but if it was the entire Rong City, it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but he hadn't found a solution. If he acted rashly, it would inevitably backfire. "Find out what's going on first."

The inn they were staying in was close to the city, so it didn't matter which direction they went. However, for some reason, they could only see a distance of one foot square, so they didn't walk very fast. After walking for about an incense stick of time, Xiao Fengzhuo suddenly asked, "Mianmian, can you see the road clearly?"

Lu Zhouxue's steps suddenly stopped, and then Xiao Fengzhuo continued slowly in his ear: "It seems that the cultivator's vision is not affected by light."

Although there are no lights in Rong City, there is still a half bright moon in the sky. He and Lu Zhouxue are both in the Nascent Soul stage, so how come they can't even see the road clearly?

Unless, your eyes are covered by something.