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

"Ah Wan!!"

Just as Ximen Qing was regaining his composure, a heart-wrenching wail suddenly rang in his ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw that Changting had rushed over, looking up at the sky and reaching out his hand to try to stop him.

Shi Zhipu tried to pull her waist, but she struggled against him.

As her soul dissipated, after a long while, Changting's gaze dimmed, her voice hoarse, and clinging to her last glimmer of hope, she looked at Ximen Qing: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure, Young Master Ximen, is there any hope for Awan? You must tell me! Please!"

At this moment, Ximen Qing had his eyes closed and a cold sweat on his face, as if he was searching for something with all his might.

The servants around him, as well as Cui Ji and the others, couldn't help but support his arm to help him sit down comfortably.

Cui Ji glared at Changting and said, "Madam Shi, aren't you going too far? My young master went to great lengths for you, even performing rituals to allow you to see your sister. Now that things haven't gone as planned, you're still making a scene. What, do we owe you something? Chunmei! Take the young master back to his room to rest!"

After saying that, Cui Ji helped Ximen Qing up without turning his head and was about to leave.

The pavilion where he stood could only murmur, too afraid to speak. Shi Zhipu embraced him, his face full of apology.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm fine!"

At this moment, Ximen Qing suddenly straightened up and patted Cui Ji's waist and Chunmei's arm.

"Young master, you're awake?"

The two spoke in unison.

"Brother Ximen!"

Behind him, Shi Zhipu also spoke up in surprise.

"Hmm! I was a bit exhausted just now, but I'll be fine after a rest. By the way, was that Miss Hongting just now?"

Ximen Qing looked at Shi Zhipu.

He nodded.

The long pavilion and the red pavilion are also known as Weng Ao and Weng Wan.

They were all rejected by their families because they had become demons.

Without Governor Weng's tacit approval, how could Yan Chixia have released his two daughters out of the city? In reality, they were already sacrifices.

Of course, this also included the other women.

"I don't want to lie, but this is the first time I've encountered something like this. Perhaps she's still alive, or perhaps she's already gone."

"Really? Is she still alive?"

Changting looked at his younger sister lying on the wooden board, her head now transformed into a fox's head, and asked in a trembling voice.

Ximen Qing's lips trembled slightly, but in the end he did not tell her the truth. He simply nodded to comfort her.

Yes, the truth is that Hongting's soul is indeed gone.

Disappeared completely.

Because Ximen Qing received the memories that remained in Hong Ting's soul, just like the crow spirit in Black Wind Mountain.

His unusual behavior just now was because he was so engrossed in his work, trying to find clues about the fox demon.

In Hongting's memory, there is only darkness and nothingness.

There was also a strange man's voice, cool but weak.

Finally, there was a burst of light, and then her soul was rising into the air, flying out of Lotus Leaf Temple.

It's that simple.

Ximen Qing deduced that this must have been because when he used the "Inquiry" skill to summon the soul, he was intercepted by the fox demon, and ultimately the fox demon's magic power failed, allowing Hongting's soul to escape.

Unfortunately, due to the final clash of their powers, the souls of these poor women were severely damaged and annihilated.

"Don't worry, I'll find him! I'll avenge you!"

Silently mourning the dozen or so souls that had vanished, Ximen Qing turned his gaze to the west.

Those images weren't entirely useless.

The soul of Hongting flew out from a bustling street in the west.

Adding to Ximen Qing's previous calculations, this fox demon was able to contact high-ranking figures, thus pinpointing a specific official's daughter.

There's only one possibility!

"I really do have a knack for being associated with brothels!"

Ximen Qing couldn't help but sigh.

He had already looked at the map of Qingzhou City when he came to Lianye Temple yesterday. The area in the west of the city that best fits the criteria is the Jishui Riverbank where brothels and taverns are concentrated.

There couldn't be any other choice.

Fox spirits and brothels, what a perfect match! Hmm, they'd also be a good fit for Ximen Qing.

However, the residual medicinal power in his body continued to scorch his flesh, and his body, which had been overfed at the painting, was now becoming increasingly weak and unable to tolerate the nourishment.

Damn it, dual cultivation is becoming increasingly hopeless!

Ximen Qing sighed in regret!

Oh well, let nature take its course.

At this moment, Shi Zhipu had already helped the grief-stricken Changting down to rest.

Ximen Qing glanced at the sky; it was still early!

A quick calculation reveals that the [Fortune Telling] method has been activated, and I'm still seeking my fortune.

How is the West today?

It was neither good nor bad, with some minor setbacks, but ultimately it yielded results!

It is a "neutral" hexagram.

Ximen Qing withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed slightly. After a moment's thought, he finally made up his mind to go, for this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He couldn't guarantee that his "divine inquiries" wouldn't scare the fox demon away. A cunning rabbit has three burrows; if it escaped, the trail would be broken.

"Laiwang! Hitch up the carriage! Come with me, young master, for a bit!"

Ximen Qing glanced around and finally uttered that long-forgotten phrase.

It seems everyone is still in Guobei County, and he is still that notorious lecherous devil.

Laiwang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly called out in a drawn-out voice, "Hey~ Young Master, please have a seat! I'll be right back!"

After saying that, he ran out of the hall and went to prepare the carriage.

Meanwhile, Cui Ji and Chunmei exchanged a glance and saw the sense of urgency in each other's eyes.

Cui Ji had stayed at the Ximen residence, and Pang Chunmei also had system-embedded memories.

Clearly understand Laiwang's ecological niche!

Now that Ximen Qing has employed this kid, he's definitely going to do something bad!

Although they didn't know why Young Master Ximen couldn't help but relieve his lust after just performing a ritual, both women felt that good things shouldn't go to outsiders.

And so, Cui Ji swayed gracefully before Ximen Qing, who was pondering how to find the fox demon, and spoke with captivating charm:

"My lord, I have recently come to believe that the creation of all things in the universe through the interplay of Yin and Yang is a profound truth, and I would like to discuss it with you."

"Huh? What's that?"

Ximen Qing was completely bewildered. You've even started studying Yin and Yang and the Five Elements?

However, when Ximen Qing focused his gaze and saw the flush on Cui Ji's face, he immediately understood that it wasn't that he wanted to learn, but rather that he was itching to learn.

but--

Ximen Qing strode around, his face contorted with grief and indignation: "Aji, you were once a lady of a distinguished family, how could you so degenerate yourself, engaging in such depravity in broad daylight! It's all my fault! The world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be!"

Seeing the deep sorrow on Ximen Qing's face, Cui Ji felt his own face burning.

But to my surprise, Chunmei, who was standing next to me, blurted out, "So, young master, where are you planning to go?"

Holy crap? This young man!

Cui Ji stiffly turned his neck and quietly gave a thumbs up.

Ximen Qing, however, maintained a serious expression and said, "Of course, we're going to investigate the demon!"

"Can I and Sister Aji come along?"

Chunmei stepped forward and hugged Ximen Qing's arm.

Having experienced the ultimate feeling of being completely enveloped, Ximen Qing could only sigh in vain once again!

Being a virtuous man like Liu Xiahui isn't easy! I, Ximen Qing, am suffering! I can't do much even if I want to!

This kind of spiritual practice is worse than not practicing at all!

Thinking this to himself, Ximen Qing maintained a completely natural expression and waved his hand:

"Let's go, let's go! Go if you want!"

A moment later, a carriage sped through a small gate and rushed into the crowd on the road.