I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

A gentle breeze blew out of the city gate.

As the welcoming procession of gongs and drums rushed out, Ximen Qing and his men at the city gate appeared rather small and insignificant.

However, following Ximen Qing's gaze...

Although those who came to greet them were dancing joyfully and playing cheerful tunes, their eyes were filled with fear and resistance.

In particular, when they saw the undisguised Changting in the group, with fox ears growing on his head and a fox tail behind him.

Whispers echoed all around:

"That's a half-demon? Weren't there supposed to be many? How come there's only one?"

"They say they were released from the city, but could they have been taken in by a passing deity?"

"Goodness! This vixen is quite pretty!" These were the words of a few scoundrels.

"Silence! That's the daughter of an official; she was murdered by a monster!"

"So what? We're not human anymore anyway. Being harmed by a monster doesn't make us demons! I don't believe it! I think we were paired with a monster!"

A shrewish widow stood on tiptoe, her voice extremely high-pitched and shrill.

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The villagers were terrified of monsters, but were also thrilled that a high-ranking official's daughter had been turned into a half-demon.

"Shut up these troublemakers!"

A man in a red robe and goatee stood at the front of the line, glaring angrily.

The state soldiers and yamen runners, who had been prepared long ago, rushed forward and began to drive away the crowd, causing the onlookers to disperse in a chaotic uproar.

General Hu trotted up to the goatee and said respectfully, "My lord! I have brought the young lady back."

This goatee was Changting's biological father, Prefect Weng of Qingzhou.

However, before he could even speak, some officials around him couldn't hold back any longer and began to curse: "Hu Fen! You piece of trash, how dare you disobey military orders! What were we instructed to do?! We told you to bring back all the half-demon fox girls! And you only brought back one... cough cough, you only brought back the young lady from the Prefect's family! What are you up to! Don't you want the others to recover?"

I heard a reprimand.

General Hu Fen's expression changed instantly, his face turning red and then pale.

He was, after all, a man of considerable skill and renowned in the martial world, and he suppressed his anger and said, "My lord! There's more to this than meets the eye—"

He then whispered a few words in Governor Weng's ear.

At this moment, Ximen Qing also arrived in the city with his men and looked at what lay before him.

Behind Governor Weng, there was a thin, yellow-robed monk who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Perhaps sensing Ximen Qing's gaze, the monk nodded at him, confirming that his strength was at the late stage of the Acquired Realm, not yet at the Innate Realm.

"So it's you swordsmen who have arrived. I'm truly sorry for not welcoming you properly."

Looking at Ximen Qing opposite him, Lord Weng bowed slightly, but when his gaze fell on Changting, who was almost nestled in Shi Zhipu's arms, he couldn't help but frown and say, "Auntie, what kind of behavior is this in broad daylight! Aren't you coming home with me?"

"Father's teachings, I will never forget! I have returned from this journey to uphold our father-daughter bond. If I were to die tonight, or lose my mind like my sister Wan'er, could Father not allow me to be willful just this once? Also, now that I have become a demon, I am no longer Father's daughter. Please call me Changting!"

Standing amidst the festive welcoming procession, Changting spoke eloquently and forcefully, silencing the surrounding drums and gongs.

"You!" Governor Weng was clearly furious, his goatee standing on end.

This showed Ximen Qing what it truly meant to blow one's beard and glare.

"Amitabha! Your Majesty, the young lady's utterances of such wicked words clearly indicate she has been invaded by external evil spirits. It seems demonic power has entered her brain, already endangering her heart! Only the magical artifact bestowed by my ancestor can cure her! Night is falling, and to prevent demons from coveting her, the most urgent matter is for Your Majesty to escort the young lady to our temple! We will exorcise the evil spirits for her! This humble monk can guarantee that with our blessing, the demons will not dare approach!"

At this moment, the big monk that Ximen Qing was paying attention to spoke up.

Clearly, the reason why Governor Weng made such a grand show of things was because of him.

"Master Qing'an! Please excuse my rudeness! Someone, please escort the young lady out!"

Governor Weng clasped his hands together, nodded to the monk in front of him, and then waved his hand.

"Let's see who dares!"

The next moment, Shi Zhipu stepped forward, drew his curved sword from his waist, and blocked the pavilion, looking around fiercely.

Clang!

At that moment, a long, azure sword flew into the air, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhou Qingyun stepped forward slowly and stood beside Changting, making her stance clear.

At the same time, the yellow-robed monk's eyes lit up. He looked Zhou Qingyun up and down, revealing a smile similar to the one Ximen Qing remembered from Yuantong:

"This heroine has been bewitched by a female demon. This humble monk, carrying the will of the Taiyi Hunyuan Ancestor and the Pudu Cihang Master, is willing to sacrifice myself to clear away the demonic influence for this heroine!"

Zhou Qingyun laughed in anger upon hearing this, and couldn't help but retort, "Oh? I've been bewitched by a demon? Hahaha, I'd like to know how you're going to save me?"

"Amitabha! This is naturally our sect's secret Supreme Yoga Thirty-Six Forms of Pleasure. With just one day of practice, the heroine will be safe and sound!"

The senior monk said with a serious expression.

"What the heck?" Zhou Qingyun was completely confused. She was a little intimidated by the big monk's serious demeanor.

Before she could say anything more...

Then Ximen Qing stepped forward and whispered a few words in Zhou Qingyun's ear.

He then smiled at the venerable monk opposite him and said, "Master, are you from the Wutai School? I am from Guobei County and have some dealings with Master Yuantong."

"Yuantong?"

Upon seeing Ximen Qing bow to him and hearing the name, the monk immediately straightened his posture, put his hands together in prayer, and said, "So you are my friend, fellow disciple!"

"Senior brother?" Ximen Qing's smile widened.

"Indeed! Senior Brother Yuantong has been cultivating Guobei County for a long time and is a worthy disciple of our sect! This humble monk has long admired him."

Monk Qing'an smiled and said, then pointed around: "Ahem, this is not the place to talk. Young hero, you should be a reasonable person! Please restrain your companions! Demons are rampant in the city, wreaking havoc. The provincial judges appointed by the court, Yan Chixia, are cowardly and avoid battle! I, Qing'an, am honored by the favor of my patriarch and master, and I am determined to trace the source of the evil! To eradicate the demonic forces and restore peace and order to Qingzhou!"

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted from all around.

"Master, you are truly a reincarnation of Buddha!"

Amidst cheers, Ximen Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter continued, leaving everyone around them puzzled.

Even Governor Weng, who was nearly fainting from anger at Changting, looked at him and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhou Qingyun, standing beside him, looked at him, already eager to try. Ximen Qing had just told her the contents of the "Supreme Secret of Yoga".

No matter what, that monk deserves to die!

And the next moment.

A gold brick flew out, accompanied by a flash of blade light.

The magical power of the fifth level of the acquired realm was amplified infinitely.

As long as it's related to Yuantong! He won't call if it's not related!

Unexpectedly, just entering Qingzhou City brought unexpected gains! Could this be a lucky omen from the divination?

"Light Clouds!"

Ximen Qing only shouted once, and Zhou Qingyun had already made his move.

Jellyfish sword drawn!

Although Shi Zhipu didn't know why, he decided to act since he was already there.

Hua Baoyan was still on horseback when the warhorse leaped up, drew its bow, and shot an arrow straight at the monk's face.

In an instant, the siege was complete!