The years I was in the human world

"My eyes—"

"It hurts!"

……

Screams rang out one after another, and all those who cried out in pain looked at the man's throat out of curiosity.

The monks who reacted quickly took out exorcism instruments or marrow-cleansing drugs from their Qiankun bags to try to wash away the heresy in their eyes, but it would have been better if they did nothing. On the contrary, the more they treated their eyes, the worse the condition of their eyes became.

Lu Zhouxue saw with his own eyes that the eyes of those people turned into two bloody holes. He silently retreated to the edge and whispered to Lin Xiyang, "Back off, don't stir things up."

"Master, what's going on?" Lin Xiyang's cultivation is currently low. Even though he was knowledgeable and experienced in his previous life, he is still limited by his own conditions in this life. He really doesn't know where the problem lies.

"Nine-square formation." Lu Zhouxue gently pushed aside the floorboards with her toes. Under the wooden boards on the floor of the inn was a layer of red mud soaked in blood, emitting a faint fishy smell.

"This fishy smell was there yesterday, but the incense in the inn was so strong that no one noticed it." Lu Zhouxue said, searching the inn up and down, pausing slightly when he saw a corner.

"The Yin soil, soaked in blood, is a place for raising corpses." Lin Xiyang squatted down and used the chopsticks on the table to poke the red mud under the floor.

When the chopsticks were inserted, they encountered strong resistance. The soil seemed to be coated with paste, sticky and tough.

"Is it possible to determine the direction?" Lu Zhouxue pushed open the window of the inn. It was pitch black outside and the stars were completely invisible, making it difficult to estimate the direction.

"It's difficult." Lin Xiyang threw away the blood-stained chopsticks, clapped his hands and stood up, but he gave another message, "The river beach you appeared on is ten miles west of the old capital."

"At that time, Master was travelling north and east, flying on a sword for half a day, and this place--" Without the sun and the moon, one could only determine the direction through rough calculations. But before Lin Xiyang could work out the result, Lu Zhouxue interrupted him indifferently.

"Dongshan." Lu Zhouxue walked towards the corner where he had just noticed something unusual, and Lin Xiyang followed closely behind him.

Lu Zhouxue used his spiritual energy to lift up the floor at that spot, revealing a shallow pit underneath. A wisp of pure magical power was lurking in the pit like a snake, but due to the passage of time, that wisp of spiritual power had been depleted to almost nothing.

“What is this…?” Lin Xiyang looked at Lu Zhouxue in a daze.

"Rongcheng Inn." Lu Zhouxue said. That trace of spiritual power was left behind when he and Xiao Fengzhuo cleared out the evil spirits in the inn.

But for some reason, the formations that were set up at the beginning were completely destroyed, leaving only this wisp of spiritual power struggling to support it.

"Is this the source of the strange things happening in the inn?" Lin Xiyang asked.

“No.” Lu Zhouxue shook his head. He stretched out his hand to guide the spiritual power back into his body and explained calmly, “If it weren’t for this thing, those monks with rotten faces would have all died by now.”

"Then why..." Lin Xiyang wanted to ask Lu Zhouxue why he wanted to take back the spiritual energy.

"The Nine Square Formation is a place for raising corpses, and Dongshan has been a place of resentment since ancient times. After tonight, this spiritual energy will be useless." Lu Zhouxue said, "Keeping it will become nutrients for the Nine Square Formation."

"What will happen tonight?" Lin Xiyang keenly noticed the hidden message in Lu Zhouxue's words.

"Who knows?" Lu Zhouxue lowered her head and looked at the bloodstains on her hands that could not be wiped off. This thing was very similar to the Demon-Suppressing Mark. "Many people will die tonight."

The blood sacrifice of the Nine Square Formation will be completed the moment the seventeenth person's head falls to the ground.

After Lu Zhouxue finished speaking, the air around them seemed to turn colder, and Lin Xiyang seemed to feel the cold light of the sharp weapon slowly approaching him.

After a while, the door of the inn was suddenly blown open by the wind, and a gust of flying sand and rocks blew in from the black maze, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which made people feel terrified for no reason.

The monks who were in chaos all quieted down and waited for the situation to develop.

The wind stopped, and except for the flying sand and rocks on the ground, it was as if nothing had happened.

Everyone heard a series of very light footsteps, like the cushions of a feline stepping on branches, followed by a shrill cat cry that resounded through the sky.

Lu Zhouxue felt a familiar breath, and his originally indifferent expression suddenly became serious. He also turned his head to look at the door. There was a breath approaching here, with a familiar feeling that made people feel palpitating.

But that aura is dangerous to others. Visitors in the dark night, coming through the maze, must be dangerous and deadly.

Not to mention Kong Qing and others, even Lin Xiyang, who had died once, drew his sword, stared at the wide open door as if facing a formidable enemy, waiting for the stranger to come out of the darkness.

A dark shadow walked out from the maze, his entire body hidden by a black cloak, leaving only an equally dark toe exposed.

"Are you waiting for me?" The man's tone carried some ancient and mysterious charm, like a monk in an ancient temple, or a wizard coming in the night.

He tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to take off the hood on his head. The dim light in the inn sprinkled in, illuminating half of his face. His black hair was scattered like silk, with broken hair falling on his forehead. The teardrop mole that meant misfortune fell on the corner of his eye, outlining an astonishing beauty.

He had a pair of heterochromatic eyes, and the rich color between his eyebrows reached its peak the moment his gaze passed through the darkness and looked over. Lu Zhouxue looked at him, and he also looked at Lu Zhouxue, and then slowly blinked his eyes and put on an amorous smile.

Lu Zhouxue tapped the hilt of the sword with his fingertips. Things were becoming more and more interesting. He had seen this man before.

The ancestor of demons is Yaosu.

It’s just that gods always use another mask when they come to the earth, but this demon ancestor seems to be a little unorthodox. He came with his original face, and he didn’t just want to do something.

"Hehuan Sect?" Kong Qing took a look at the clothes of the person who came. Although the clothes were worn neatly, the unconcealable lewd aura on his body showed that he was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

"Lu Xiaoxiao, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, greets Elder Lianxue." The person retracted his gaze, folded his hands in front of him and made a delicate salute to Kong Qing. His figure under the wide cloak made him look very charming.

"Lu Xiaoxiao? Why is he here?" Lin Xiyang looked at the person who suddenly appeared with a suspicious look on his face.

"Do you recognize him?" Lu Zhouxue really couldn't look at Yao Su's graceful figure, so he simply turned a blind eye to it.

"I recognize him." Lin Xiyang said, "Lu Xiaoxiao is not very powerful in the Hehuan Sect, but he has a good reputation. Now he suddenly appears, his behavior is really suspicious."

Lu Zhouxue suddenly realized and thought to himself that his behavior was suspicious. He wondered why Yao Su would give up being the ancestor of demons and instead use the name of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect to cheat people in the world and get such a bad reputation.

Logically speaking, Lu Xiaoxiao's appearance was so sudden that the monks present would be suspicious, but no one knew what he said to Kong Qing, who let him in without asking any questions.

Yao Su came in from outside the door, chatted with Kong Qing casually for a few words, and then walked straight towards Lu Zhouxue who was away from the crowd.

Lu Zhouxue calmly watched Yao Su walking towards him without saying a word. Yao Su smiled at him and said, "Lu Xiaoxiao, may I ask the name of the immortal?"

Yao Su was very straightforward in trying to establish a relationship with someone. Lu Zhouxue stared at him for a moment and suddenly felt like laughing. He looked playful and said something nonsense: "Zhou Yuchen."

"The sky is vast and misty, the east wind scatters jade dust, what a good name for the immortal." Yao Su glanced at Lu Zhouxue with a smile, and his words of flattery and flattery made him speak sincerely.

Lu Zhouxue's expression suddenly darkened. He turned his face away from Yao Su and said to Lin Xiyang, "Disciple, let's go back to our room and rest."

Then he hurried upstairs with Lin Xiyang, as if he was trying to avoid her.

Yao Su stood there and watched Lu Zhouxue turn around and leave without hesitation. He sighed softly, touched his face, and began to doubt his life. Isn't his original appearance good-looking?

Otherwise, why would Lu Zhouxue avoid him like the plague?

"Lu Xiaoxiao, do you have any questions?" Lin Xiyang asked as soon as he entered the room.

"..." Lu Zhouxue was rarely silent. He thought to himself that of course there was no problem with Lu Xiaoxiao. As the dignified demon ancestor, even if he had problems, Yao Su would have no problem.

It's just that... Lu Zhouxue inexplicably recalled the night when he had his last mid-month attack in Buzhou Mountain, and felt awkward for no reason. Just as he and Lin Xiyang were looking at each other in silence, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Who?" Lin Xiyang asked outside the door, and Lu Zhouxue also looked over in the direction of the voice.

A slender shadow was cast on the door, and then Yao Su's voice came in: "Master, it's me."

Open the door? Hearing that he was looking for Lu Zhouxue, Lin Xiyang did not make a decision on his own and turned around to ask the former silently.

Lu Zhouxue nodded, Lin Xiyang opened the door to let Yao Su in, and then tactfully returned to his own room next door.

Yao Su closed the door gently after Lin Xiyang left. When he turned around, Lu Zhouxue was sitting at the table, leaning on his chin and looking at him inquiringly: "You came to me to ask for something?"

When Lu Zhouxue was experiencing tribulation as Qingjun, the immortals and gods on Mount Buzhou were not the same as they are today. He recognized Yaosu, but Yaosu had never seen his face, so he was not afraid at all that Yaosu would recognize him.

Yao Su did not answer immediately. He stood there and looked at Lu Zhouxue with a smile. Then he slowly tilted his head, and his strange-colored eyes blinked like some kind of soft feline.

"Master, I'm scared." Yao Su's first words were shocking. He walked straight to Lu Zhouxue, stretched out his hand and hooked the latter's little finger that was casually hanging on the edge of the table. With his eyelashes drooped, he looked shy and timid.

Lu Zhouxue’s brows jumped.

"My Lord, many people will die tonight. I'm very scared. Can I sleep with you?" Yao Su seemed unaware of Lu Zhouxue's silence. Perhaps afraid that the latter didn't hear him, he repeated it again, stroking Lu Zhouxue's fingers more and more wantonly.

"How do you know?" Lu Zhouxue calmly withdrew his hand and stared at Yao Su dangerously. He wanted to hear what the latter had to say.

"I just guessed." Yao Su blinked innocently. He didn't even want to make up a story. He just looked at Lu Zhouxue, betting whether the latter would be soft-hearted and believe his lies.

As Yao Su spoke, he pretended to casually pull up Lu Zhouxue's robe that exposed half of his chest, and unknowingly he was very close to the latter.

Lu Zhouxue's robe was gorgeous but not heavy. Yao Su was pressing against him at this moment, and he could almost feel the burning temperature of his body, like the sunny sun in winter, scorching hot.

"Get away from me." Lu Zhouxue couldn't help but scold him and pushed Yao Su away. "Are all of you in the Hehuan Sect so disregarding of etiquette?"

Lu Zhouxue silently deleted the last two words of propriety, righteousness, integrity and chi. He always felt that it was too heavy to say that and it was not good.

"That's right." Yao Su blinked and admitted it again. Seeing his frank behavior, Lu Zhouxue didn't know what to say.

"Master, so can I sleep with you tonight?" Seeing that Lu Zhouxue was speechless, Yao Su did not stop while he was ahead, but instead brought the topic back to the original question, "If you don't agree, I will die tonight."

"What does your death have to do with me?" Although it was impossible for Yao Su to really fall in such a place, Lu Zhouxue was still very curious about what he would do if she did not agree to him.

For some reason, when looking at Yao Su who was acting crazy in front of him, Lu Zhouxue always thought of someone.

"How about this, let me live with you, and I will continue to take care of the children for you. What do you think, beautiful Lu?" In the memory, Xiao Fengzhuo was shaking his head, looking very lively and smart.

"Why do you want to live with me?" Lu Zhouxue thought that Xiao Fengzhuo was sick and was always eager to work for others.

"Because I don't want to sleep on the streets." Xiao Fengzhuo said confidently, "I can't go back to my clan, and I have no place to live. You don't have to go back with me, but you have to pay for my accommodation."

Lu Zhouxue was persuaded by him and agreed, but Xiao Fengzhuo burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing." Xiao Fengzhuo just smiled without explaining the reason, "I think you are pretty."

……

"Master, Master?" Yao Su's shouting called back Lu Zhouxue's wandering thoughts. He pulled himself out of his memories and saw Yao Su looking at him curiously, "Master, what are you thinking about that makes you so engrossed?"

"Nothing, I just think you're pretty." Lu Zhouxue replied without thinking, as her thoughts hadn't fully come back yet.

Yao Su was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he very skillfully changed Lu Zhouxue's concept: "Then I will regard it as the immortal agreeing to let me live with you."

"When did I agree to live with you?" Lu Zhouxue let Yao Su sneak in without paying attention. He immediately pushed him away and said unhappily, "Get lost."

"Brother Yuchen~" Yao Su quickly hugged Lu Zhouxue and blew softly in his ear, "You can't bear to see me die like those people, right?"

It would have been fine if Yao Su didn't flirt like this, but when he did this, Lu Zhouxue inevitably thought of the night when he fell ill in Mount Buzhou. Was Yao Su also so frivolous? He remembered that he was still naked when he woke up the next day.

The more he thought about it, the more goosebumps he got. Lu Zhouxue kicked Yao Su out without any mercy.

Yao Su forgot that he was not Xiao Fengzhuo now. He was completely unprepared for Lu Zhouxue's sudden kick. He fell to the ground and watched Lu Zhouxue's door close in front of him: "..."

So fierce. Yao Su thought, where is his sweet and obedient beauty Lu?