The years I was in the human world

"The Zhaoyang Sword was once the best in the world, but in your hands it is not even one ten-thousandth as good as Zhu Huang's back then." The Ghost Immortal put his palm back into his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, looked coldly at the defeated Kong Qing, and commented sharply, "You haven't inherited even a little bit of Baili Changqing and Xiao Fengzhuo's character, but I don't know where you learned some meaningless sword moves, and you still act so arrogantly. You are really arrogant and ignorant."

"You claim to be from a famous and righteous family, but instead of studying swordsmanship, you are obsessed with unorthodox ways and superficial male beauty. You really don't deserve your talent." The ghost immortal's eyes slid meaningfully across the face of Lu Zhouxue who was sitting quietly beside him. He was really angry when he said the latter part. He wanted to say something else, but stopped when his eyes met Kong Qing's expression that suddenly filled with tears. He pitied Kong Qing's talent and even forgot the hatred of the arrow that pierced his heart.

Yes, everyone is familiar with the story of the farmer and the snake. It was Kong Qing who betrayed him first. Now he is very forgiving by not killing her. Whatever happens to her in the future is her own fault. Why should he care? The ghost fairy stopped scolding and said to Lin Xiyang, "Let's go, disciple."

"Yes, Master." Lin Xiyang also glanced at Kong Qing. The latter was the daughter of his junior sister, and was half his nephew. Now that she had grown into this state, it would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed. But now Kong Qing was the daughter of the sect leader, and he was just a mediocre waste who could not survive any day. What could he do?

"Who are you?" Kong Qing asked behind the two of them, no longer as dignified and steady as before. She stared at Gui Xian's back, even though he didn't look like Lu Zhouxue at all, but the words he said just now were something that only that person would say.

The ghost immortal kept going up the stairs, and obviously had no intention of stopping to answer Kong Qing's questions. He just raised his hand and moved his fingertips. A sharp sword energy fell down, and the bodies of the three people kneeling in the hall were separated in an instant. The splattered blood stained Lu Zhouxue's snow-white skirt, making it bright red.

No one expected that the Ghost Immortal would suddenly kill people. He had just asked the three people to kneel down after many provocations. Everyone had preconceived that the Ghost Immortal was a kind person who would not kill people at will. They did not expect that after playing a trick on Elder Lianxue, he would take the lives of the three people in public. His methods were so arrogant, which was completely the style of a member of the Demon Sect.

"Master, did you kill those three people because of Kong Qing?" Lin Xiyang's guess was similar to that of others, but he could grasp the temperament of the ghost immortal a little, so he also guessed the reason why the ghost immortal suddenly attacked. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help asking.

"You are quite brave." The ghost immortal raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Xiyang casually, then lowered his head to fiddle with the tea on the table, "You just saw that I killed someone, and you dare to come and ask the reason." If the ghost immortal was a cruel and unreasonable person, Lin Xiyang would probably be angry if he asked this question at this time.

Lin Xiyang was stunned by the words "ghost fairy", but then he reacted and couldn't help but smile and said: "Master is not really a vicious monster."

"You are wrong, then. From the moment those three people offended me, they had no chance of survival." The Ghost Immortal said nonchalantly. He placed his hands on the table and rubbed his temples. His eyes were slightly closed, and he looked lazy, like a cat licking its paws. "I made them kneel there without punishing them. It's not because I want to show leniency. It's just because it's fun."

Lin Xiyang was silent. He didn't know what to say about the childish behavior of the ghost fairy who was clearly punishing evil and promoting good, but was hypocritical. He could only change the subject silently: "Master, are we going to enter the old capital next?"

"Well, rest for a night and leave tomorrow." The ghost fairy responded softly and slowly opened his eyes. The Old King was his burial place and most of the things in the Spirit Sea were left there. Now the cultivators in the human world are competing to the Old King to snatch opportunities. Ordinary spiritual treasures are fine, but if those people take away some things from the God Realm, such as the Phoenix Quenching in the past, and cause any turmoil, it will be his fault.

Since the ghost immortal said so, Lin Xiyang said nothing more and turned back to his room to rest. His cultivation level is not as high as it was in the past, so even if he went without sleep for ten days or half a month, it would not be a big deal. Now he only has the Qi training level and his aptitude is poor. Not only is it difficult to improve his cultivation level, but he also has to rest and eat like a mortal. He had been traveling for such a long time today and was already tired. He returned to his room, took off his shoes and socks, and went to bed.

At night, Lin Xiyang was awakened by a rustling sound outside the door. The sound was not loud, just a subtle movement, like some mollusk crawling across the floor, and its soft belly fell to the ground, making a sticky dragging sound. Lin Xiyang opened his eyes in an instant, he got off the bed barefoot, walked to the door quietly, quietly opened the door a crack and looked out.

It was midnight, and the lobby of the inn was already empty, with only a candle burning in the darkness. It was dim and miserable, and there seemed to be something hiding in the darkness where no light could be found, ready to move. Suddenly, the child's sharp laughter rang out abruptly, and two round eyeballs rolled to the door, facing the gap opened by Lin Xiyang. The moment their eyes met, they stopped whispering: "Found it--"

Lin Xiyang's face turned pale. Just as he was about to open the door and kick the two eyeballs away, a pair of cold hands covered his eyes from behind. A childish and innocent voice happily rang in his ears: "Brother, have you seen my eyes?"

Before Lin Xiyang could answer, he felt a weight in his arms. A pair of cold little hands hooked around his neck from the front, and said in a cold tone: "Brother, you are so handsome, stay and play with us." More fingers came out and touched Lin Xiyang's face, and the blunt nails dug hard, as if they wanted to dig Lin Xiyang's face off.

Lin Xiyang quickly pulled off the ghost that was covering his eyes. However, when he saw the ghost's face clearly, he froze there in vain. He stared blankly at the ghost who was digging his eye sockets with his fingers. His whole body began to tremble. The ghost's cold and slender fingers poked into his eye sockets and said in an innocent and childish voice: "Brother, your eyes are so beautiful, like glass beads..."

Lin Xiyang felt pain in his eyes and blinked subconsciously. Then he heard someone knock on the door. The ghost fairy called softly from outside, "Disciple?" The little ghost who was knocking his eyes paused, turned back to look at the door with a pale face, and the little ghosts looked at each other, then grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, "A new friend is here..."

The ghosts climbed down from Lin Xiyang and walked towards the door hand in hand. As soon as their thin fingers touched the door, they were burned by the evil spirit of the ghost fairy. They screamed and hid in the dark, staring at the door with a pair of resentful eyes, and then reluctantly retreated back into the darkness. Before leaving, they stared at Lin Xiyang and said, "We will come to play with you again...Brother."

"Bang——" With a loud noise, the door opened and the ghost fairy's black shadow fell at the door. The little ghosts just left. Lin Xiyang knelt on the ground and stared at the open door blankly. He was completely lost. When he saw the ghost fairy coming to find him, he didn't react at all. He just shouted blankly: "Master."

"What's wrong with you?" The ghost fairy saw that he looked strange, and glanced sharply at the retreating shadow of the little ghost. He pinched a spell with his hand and was about to chase after it, but the hem of his robe was suddenly grabbed by Lin Xiyang, who looked up at him and shook his head and said, "Master, there's no need to chase."

"Why?" Ghost Immortal frowned, knowing that Lin Xiyang's abnormality at this time was related to those little ghosts. The latter closed his eyes but could not speak. He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, all his emotions calmed down. He stood up and knelt straight in the direction of Ghost Immortal: "Thank you for your concern, Master, but I can't tell you about this matter in detail for the time being. Master, please forgive me."

After saying that, he kowtowed respectfully. They were halfway master and disciple. Even if the ghost immortal was easy-going at the moment, he was summoned from the Yama Hell. Such a person hated others hiding things from him the most. Whether the ghost immortal cared or not, Lin Xiyang had to show his attitude.

Lin Xiyang bowed his head and did not raise it. The ghost fairy did not call him to stand up. He just stood there and stared at him for a while, then asked in a cold and puzzled tone: "You are afraid of me, why?"

Lin Xiyang remained silent. Neither of them spoke. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. In the quiet room, only their breathing could be heard. Finally, the ghost fairy sighed softly and laid his cards on the table. He slowly sat down at the table. The faint candlelight behind him flickered, and a dark cloud fell. He said, "We knew each other before, Lin Xiyang."

For some reason, he called himself "I". The ghost fairy's eyes fell on Lin Xiyang, very calmly. He tilted his head, and seemed to find it a little incredible: "But we have only met twice, and at that time, you wanted to kill me."

Lin Xiyang's back suddenly tensed up, a sign of nervousness. The ghost fairy saw it and said, "Don't be nervous. I don't mean to bring up the past with you."

Lin Xiyang did attack him at that time, but he was not entirely targeting him, nor did he really hurt him. After all, there was no personal grudge between them.

"Lu Zhouxue, this is my name." The ghost fairy said softly in a very indifferent tone, but it sounded like a thunderclap in Lin Xiyang's ears. He and Lu Zhouxue had never met before, and nearly two hundred years had passed. In fact, he might not still remember this person. But Kong Qing's efforts to resurrect Lu Zhouxue became known to everyone. In the gaps between Lin Xiyang's plans for revenge in recent years, he did not forget to care about the orphan of his former sister, and learned some of the things that happened back then. Lu Zhouxue's name was well-known to him.

Hearing the ghost fairy say this, Lin Xiyang was surprised, but he was not so nervous. He didn't have a close relationship with Lu Zhouxue, but he knew a little about the latter's personality. According to Baili Changqing and Xiao Yueheng, she was not someone who could grow up in a place like Zhongting where filth and dirt were hidden. Lin Xiyang looked up at Lu Zhouxue in surprise, but he could not connect the evil ghost fairy in front of him with Kong Qing, the puppet who looked like a banished immortal: "Who are you——"

Day two.

The monks sat in the lobby of the inn with sad faces and talked among themselves. Although the conversation was still noisy, it was not as relaxed as yesterday.

Someone died last night, and when the waiter who brought him hot water got up in the morning, he was frightened by the human skin hanging in the middle of the lobby. Logically speaking, this inn is located in a chaotic place with people coming and going from all over the country, and the waiter has seen the world and should not be frightened easily. However, the man's death was so horrifying that his flesh and organs were hollowed out, leaving only a thin piece of skin covering the bones, and blood was all over the floor.

Four headless corpses were kneeling on the ground in opposite corners, with the severed heads placed in the middle. A stick of incense was inserted into the skull, which was still emitting wisps of green smoke when it was discovered. The scent of sandalwood was mixed with the blood, and it brought with it an inexplicable eeriness.

There were mazes everywhere outside the old royal capital. Anyone who dared to come and search for spiritual treasures was a master with profound cultivation. Now they died inexplicably, and their deaths were so tragic. However, all the cultivators in the inn, including Elder Lianxue, did not hear any noise. How scary was it? The timid ones wanted to leave immediately, not intending to lose their lives for spiritual treasures that they might not even get. However, as soon as they opened the door of the inn, the scenery outside had already changed.

The thick and sinister barrier came from nowhere and silently surrounded the entire inn, making it dark. The originally wide and flat ancient road that was used by travelers from all over the world disappeared, replaced by a weedy path. On both sides of the road, there were tombs of different ages, with white skulls and leg bones scattered everywhere, which were particularly conspicuous in the dark black sky where you couldn't see your hand in front of you even in the daytime.

"The road... is gone?" A young monk looked at the situation in front of him with a bewildered look on his face, obviously not knowing how to deal with it. Kong Qing saw that something was wrong and immediately crushed the jade slips that Zhong Ting had distributed before he left. However, the jade slips that had always worked well did not work this time. Zhong Ting did not give any response. Kong Qing crushed another one out of disbelief, and after getting the same result, he finally came to an unpleasant conclusion: "The jade slips have failed, and Zhong Ting cannot be contacted."

The other sects naturally couldn't contact their respective sects, and they all hoped that Zhongting could help them, but they couldn't contact Zhongting either, and they were completely isolated in this maze. The monks who realized this became agitated. Sometimes monks are not much calmer than ordinary people. On the contrary, sometimes because they live a few more years than ordinary people, they are more greedy for worldly pleasures and are more afraid of death.

A few monks, who boasted of their high level of cultivation, boldly entered the fog. However, before long, winding trails of blood flowed out from the fog, and half of a dead body with its eyes open was thrown out of the fog to the door of the inn.