Reborn as a Snake: Forging a Demon Court Starting from a Black Python

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Fahai has only been keeping a close eye on the Lin family and has not made any direct move.

Although he was not afraid of the so-called fox spirit in the Lin family, he was very worried that when he was dealing with the fox spirit, a monster hiding in the shadows would steal his house.

If we were to lose the dragon energy of Jinshan Temple just to deal with the fox spirit, it would be a great loss.

Therefore, Fahai was always preparing.

Moreover, Lin Xuan's performance reassured him.

Ever since meeting the martial monks of Jinshan Temple, Lin Xuan seemed to have had an epiphany. He not only donated silver to Jinshan Temple, but also spent money to do many good deeds.

One example is donating money to the charitable institution.

An old man kept bowing to Lin Xuan, saying:

"Young Master Lin, you are such a kind person! You donated money to our charitable institution a few days ago, and you even came in person today!"

Lin Xuan stepped forward, helped the old man up, and said with a smile:

"These are nothing, sir, there's no need for such formalities."

After chatting with the old man for a while, Lin Xuan made an excuse to wander around the mortuary.

Everyone who saw Lin Xuan would take the initiative to bow, showing great respect.

Lin Xuan returned the greetings one by one, making sure to show his respect.

Before long, he arrived at a thatched hut and heard wailing coming from inside before he even got close.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled expression.

Seeing this, the old man beside him hurriedly explained, "Young Master Lin, you are unaware of this. Our mortuary not only buries the remains of the unidentified, but also provides assistance to those who are seriously ill."

"But many of them were seriously ill, so they were placed here."

Lin Xuan nodded, as if he had suddenly realized something.

But in fact, he already knew the inside story.

A charitable estate was actually a form of family-based old-age insurance in ancient times.

However, due to various factors, it was later recognized as a morgue.

The game "Myth" adopts the latter setting.

Before Lin Xuan transmigrated, he had often come to the mortuary to take on missions, so he was naturally very clear about these things.

His purpose in coming to the mortuary was actually for this thatched hut.

Sure enough, he had only been standing there for a short while when he heard a noise coming from inside the thatched hut, and someone was whispering:

"This guy definitely didn't last until today!"

Soon someone else said, "Keep your voice down! Young Master Lin is here at our mortuary today. If he finds out someone died here, wouldn't he feel it's bad luck?"

"What if he never comes again or donates money? That would be a problem!"

The man who had spoken earlier immediately shut up after hearing this.

They all spoke in hushed tones, so low that even those beside Lin Xuan couldn't hear them.

But for Lin Xuan now, these words were as clear as if they were ringing in his ears.

Lin Xuan's heart stirred. He narrowed his eyes and pretended to stroll around, but his gaze remained fixed on the thatched hut.

Not long after, his eyes lit up.

"It's finally here!"

Suddenly, a strange wind appeared around the thatched hut, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground.

Someone happened to be passing by and was hit by a strange gust of wind. He felt a chill run through his body and scratched his head in confusion.

"It's almost May, why is it still so cold?"

They were unaware of the details, but Lin Xuan could see clearly that this strange wind did not come out of nowhere.

As the strange wind gradually dissipated, two figures emerged from the shadows in the corner of the room.

One had a bull's head, and the other had a horse's face.

After the two figures appeared, they swaggered through the wall and entered the thatched hut. Not long after, they came out through the wall again, carrying a pale-faced person with a puzzled expression.

These two figures are none other than Ox-Head and Horse-Face!

When someone dies in the mortuary, the underworld immediately sends them to take away the deceased's soul.

It turns out that Lin Xuan came to the mortuary today to confirm this.

As expected, the underworld still exists!

"Ox-Head and Horse-Face are ghost messengers; as soon as they sense someone has died, they will come to collect their soul without any delay."

Relieved, Lin Xuan took another stroll around the mortuary before heading home.

However, as soon as he left the mortuary, he was blocked by a young monk.

The young novice monk chanted a Buddhist prayer and then said, "Benefactor Lin, my senior brother invites you to our humble temple for a chat."

Lin Xuan glanced at the young novice monk and had already made his judgment.

In the original Jinshan Temple instance, Fahai was fond of killing people by destroying their spirit.

Wanting to reveal Bai Suzhen's true identity, she refused to do it herself and insisted on using Xu Xian's hand to do it, ultimately scaring Xu Xian to death.

It seems that Fahai has set his sights on me again.

Lin Xuan was certainly not frightened by Bai Suzhen's snake god, but he did not want to follow Fahai's lead.

He feigned confusion and asked, "Who is your senior brother?"

The young novice monk said:

"My senior brother's name is Fahai, and you have already met him."

This time, the young novice monk made no attempt to hide anything and told Lin Xuan the truth: among the martial monks who visited the Lin residence last time was this Fahai.

After saying all this, he took Lin Xuan's hand again:

"At that time, Senior Brother Fahai had already discovered that the young master's mansion was filled with demonic energy, and a powerful demon was hiding there."

"My senior brother didn't dare to make a move at the time, fearing that he would alert the demon and harm the young master, so he didn't point it out to his face."

Lin Xuan found it amusing, but his face remained serious.

Is this really true?

The young novice nodded earnestly.

"How dare I deceive you, young master? There really is a vixen in your household!"

Although Lin Xuan had expected it, he was still completely stunned by those words.

"A vixen?" Lin Xuan asked, his eyes wide.

The young novice monk seemed to have become a heartless nodding machine.

"That's right! It's a vixen!"

"Brother Fahai is ready and will come to exorcise the demon for you tomorrow! I hope you won't go home tonight and will make up some excuse."

"Let's wait until tomorrow to observe from outside the mansion, to avoid any accidental injury."

Lin Xuan was puzzled, wondering how Fahai could mistake Bai Suzhen for a fox spirit.

However, he didn't think much of it and was filled with righteous indignation.

"Your senior brother Fahai is joking! How could there be a vixen in my Lin family?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

After saying this, Lin Xuan shook off the little monk's hand, looking stubborn and unyielding, and went straight back to the Lin residence.

The young novice monk was so angry that he stomped his feet and ran back to Jinshan Temple in a flash when he saw that Lin Xuan was ignoring him.

"Brother Fahai, that Lin Xuan is truly ungrateful! You kindly reminded him, but he wouldn't listen and instead accused you of talking nonsense."

Fahai raised an eyebrow: "Did Lin Xuan really say that?"

The young novice monk said, "Everything I said is true!"

This made Fahai a little angry.

I was trying to be helpful by reminding you, Lin Xuan, and not only did you not appreciate it, but you also said such things.

Hmph, since you don't know what's good for you, then so be it.

Wait until tomorrow when I catch that vixen, then let's see what you have to say!

Fahai closed his eyes and said:

"Since Young Master Lin is unwilling to listen to advice, let him be."

At this moment, the young novice monk became somewhat nervous.

"Senior brother, after Lin Xuan goes home, will he tell that vixen about these things and alert her?"

Fahai remained completely calm. He hadn't prepared in vain these past few days.

A tight net had already been laid around Hangzhou. If that vixen really escaped, it would actually save us trouble.