I am Guhuoniao, not an umbrella demon, please do not disturb me.

You couldn't find such a perfect wife even with a lantern.

"Dongqing, I think you're complaining that you haven't memorized enough poems."

Bai Qingyu reached out and grabbed her, but the little girl dodged nimbly. Unfortunately, Bai Qingyu still managed to catch her by the pigtail.

Forcibly pressing her in front of the mirror and starting to comb her hair, Bai Qingyu said indifferently, "Looks like I'll have to buy you fewer unofficial history magazines in the future, since you're always thinking about strange things."

"Hehe, I just want to see Auntie blush. And I was just telling the truth. Which lucky man will marry Auntie in the future?" The little girl cupped her face and looked at Bai Qingyu behind her in the mirror.

To everyone's surprise, Bai Qingyu replied, "Then I can tell you, this man will never exist."

Why?

"Because I don't like men, and I don't like male monsters either."

The little girl was shocked by Bai Qingyu's unexpected answer. Her aunt didn't like men after all.

Normally, Dongqing would chatter on and on about this topic, but this time she surprisingly didn't respond. Her big, dark eyes seemed to be wandering off, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

Behind him, Changsheng, who had gotten up early and even bought breakfast for Bai Qingyu and Dongqing, closed his eyes to cultivate. His thoughts were simple: it would be terrible if his aunt really brought a man back. What would he and Dongqing do then? A man would definitely not raise a child who wasn't his own, and continuing the family line would be a big problem.

After breakfast, Bai Qingyu instructed the two boys to stay obediently in the room. With the magic sword of immortality, they would definitely not fare well if thieves came. Although they looked very young at twelve years old, they were actually stronger than the average adult.

Bai Qingyu took the money she had left over from selling herbs yesterday, grabbed her wooden umbrella, and went out.

She needed to buy some daily necessities to use for her continued journey the next day.

There was a tavern downstairs from the inn, and many drunkards came to drink early in the morning.

The noisy and chaotic tavern suddenly quieted down after Bai Qingyu came downstairs. Almost everyone who came here was a man, and Bai Qingyu attracted the attention of almost everyone in the tavern as soon as he came downstairs. Their stares were undisguised.

Having lived this long, I have never seen such a fairy. Compared to her, even the most beautiful courtesan in the brothel across the street pales in comparison.

In their eyes, it was as if they had seen a fairy descended to earth. No matter how beautiful a woman in the mortal world is, she is still just a mortal; a fairy is an immortal, even a fairy in a painting is an immortal. Wherever she went, the fragrance of flowers arose; when she sat down, she exuded a hundred charms. Add to that her serene and tranquil demeanor, and she truly seemed like a celestial being.

A wine bowl fell onto the wooden table and shattered instantly, but the man's gaze followed Bai Qingyu all the way out of the tavern before he finally came to his senses.

With just one glance, that pure white figure lingered in my heart.

Once outside, Bai Qingyu realized she had forgotten her veil. It wasn't her fault; she never had to go through all that trouble before. She simply opened her wooden umbrella and held it low so that outsiders could only see her smooth chin and alluring red lips.

Bai Qingyu felt that her outfit was already quite ordinary. The blue and white striped dress was not only a common item but also something that could be seen occasionally. The girls from wealthy families who occasionally passed by on the street were much prettier than her.

With light, floating steps, Bai Qingyu ignored the gazes around her and wandered aimlessly through the streets, glancing at the stalls on both sides.

I don't know how far I walked, but I bought some trinkets along the way. Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead. I raised my umbrella and looked up, and saw that the gate had been pushed open by a flood of refugees. The soldiers under the city gate tower, holding spears and halberds, were being swept away and knocked over. They killed several people in a row, but it didn't work. The refugees were surging into the city like madmen.

Bai Qingyu stood in confusion at a fortune-telling stall on the side of the street.

The old fortune teller was blind, looked very old, and wore a tattered Taoist robe.

"Young lady, would you like to have your future destiny told? Although I cannot see into past lives, I can still discern some of your fortunes and misfortunes."

Under the umbrella, Bai Qingyu smiled, wondering what the old man's expression would be if he knew that the person standing in front of him who wanted his fortune told was a Guhuoniao that was nearly ten meters long.

"No need, old man. Could you please tell me about these refugees?"

Bai Qingyu tossed a few copper coins into the bowl and spoke softly.

"Ah, these refugees, they are all pitiful people. A few days ago, the government sent troops to suppress the rebels, and many people died. Blood flowed like rivers and corpses piled up like mountains. Who knew that a flash flood would break out and wash away these corpses."

At this point, the old man sighed, "The plague broke out, and all sorts of demons and monsters killed and ate people, making life unbearable for the people."

Mentioning the plague, Bai Qingyu's heart sank. When the plague breaks out, human life becomes the cheapest commodity, and now so many refugees are flooding into the county town...

Thank you.

Bai Qingyu turned to leave, but the old man called out to her, "Young lady, please wait. It is fate that we met. I will give you this medical book."

The medical book had a yellowed and worn cover. Bai Qingyu thought for a moment and then took the book. "Thank you, sir."

Bai Qingyu turned and left with her umbrella open, while the fortune teller opened his eyes, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. He packed up his stall and ran away, showing no signs of being old and blind.

"Good heavens, this is a powerful demon! Thank goodness!"

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Volume One: Chapter Thirty-Six: Rebels Enter the City and Unleash a Bloodbath

I never expected something like this to happen on my very first day here.

"plague......"

Back at the inn, Bai Qingyu watched the two young men cultivating and silently packed his things, it seemed they would be traveling through the night. The plague was too terrible; he could resist it, but the two of them couldn't. Once they contracted the plague, they would basically die in agony.

Judging from the sky outside, it looks like it's going to rain, no wonder those refugees are going crazy.

There was a flash flood a while ago, and if there is another heavy rain, the tragedy could very well repeat itself. Right now, none of them know if they have contracted the disease, and even if they do, they pretend not to know. Staying outside means certain death, while going into the city at least gives them a sense of security.

There are mountain floods and plagues, and there are probably still rebels outside.

Standing under the city gate tower, Bai Qingyu saw a surge of blood energy not far outside the city. This was not the blood energy that a group of refugees could unleash; it could only be the blood energy of an army.

Even if the rebels are weak, they are still an army, and Bai Qingyu is worried that these rebels will breach the city.

The two kids who were meditating with their eyes closed couldn't continue, and they didn't know what was going on outside the window.

Dongqing opened his eyes and leaned against the window. Looking down, he saw refugees everywhere on the street. Some were carrying their belongings, some were with their children, and some men were carrying their elderly mothers. Some people were crying, some had sorrowful expressions, and some kept comforting themselves that everything would be alright once they reached the county town.

"Auntie, what's wrong down there?"

"A plague has broken out outside the city. We'll pack up and leave in a bit."

Bai Qingyu put all sorts of random things into the book box, which turned into a shelf instead of a large book box, as it didn't hold many books.

"Plague?" Upon hearing this, the little girl quickly saw groups of soldiers appearing to intercept and suppress the refugees in batches.

"Yes, the plague. Once the plague appears, many, many people will die from human-to-human transmission. Once infected, one can only wait to die. The process is extremely painful and terrible."

In feudal times, medical care was far less advanced. Those who contracted the plague either committed suicide or died in agony.

The window was slammed shut, and the little girl turned around in fright.

"Auntie, will we get infected too?"

"No, because we're leaving soon." Bai Qingyu took out a herb, plucked two leaves, and said, "When we go out, put this in your mouth; it can help prevent the plague to some extent."

After packing her things, Bai Qingyu carried her book box and led her two children out of the inn.

Soldiers were guarding the streets, and refugees were being controlled in batches, but Bai Qingyu bypassed them.

It wasn't that she was afraid of the soldiers, but rather that she saw the cultivators appear.

There are countless immortal cultivation sects in the world. For example, Tianyang Palace, as the national protection sect of the Great Ling Dynasty, has a presence in every prefecture, county, and city. Although there may not be many disciples or strong individuals, they can still send reinforcements when trouble arises.

Bai Qingyu had just seen a disciple of Tianyang Palace; she recognized the Taoist robe he was wearing.

Thinking it over, it's best to stay away from these Taoists. In their eyes, there's no distinction between good and bad demons. As long as it's a demon, it falls within the scope of exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path. Even if I have the token given to me by Yunru, it won't be of much use. They might even shout, "What a fiend! How dare you impersonate a disciple of my Tianyang Palace! Surrender at once!"

Bai Qingyu evaded the soldiers and cultivators, and soon after arriving at the city gate tower, he saw the city gate being violently smashed open.

Just as she expected, the rebels arrived.

After breaking through the city gates, the first to rush into the city was a cavalry unit on horseback. Compared to the army behind them, they were clad in armor, wielding longswords and spears, and were well-trained. After entering the city, they laughed loudly and brought down their spears and swords, killing almost anyone they saw.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qingyu thought of the bandits he had dealt with in Peach Blossom Town years ago. Both sides started killing, burning, looting and committing all sorts of atrocities after entering the city. They were more like a trained band of mountain bandits than an army.

There were so many refugees on the street, and more than a dozen of them died under the hooves of horses because they didn't have time to escape.

The defending soldiers had no time to react and were killed one after another.

That wasn't all. Behind the cavalry were men, and looking at them, this group didn't even have uniform armor. They just wore headscarves and carried long swords, calling themselves an army. In feudal times, resources were scarce, and the rebels were poor, unable to achieve the goal of everyone being armored. Bai Qingyu couldn't understand how they had defeated the government troops.

She quickly pulled the child into a room, where the woman stared wide-eyed at the person in front of her as if in a dream.

The sounds of fighting outside continued, and as they gradually subsided, Bai Qingyu knew that the government troops had been defeated.

When the government troops were defeated, it was the common people who suffered the most. The pitiful cries of women could be heard from afar. If you flew in the sky and looked out, the whole city was unbearable to look at, like a living hell. There were mothers with infants who were forced to strip naked over a well, while five or six lean rebel soldiers chuckled lewdly. After they finished, they pushed the mother and child into the well to drown.

The doors of wealthy families were forcibly broken down, and the masters and young masters knelt down and begged for mercy. Some were beheaded on the spot, while others were tied to horses and dragged to their deaths in the street. Even the maids, concubines, and young ladies who were only ten years old and rarely left their homes suffered, each with a more tragic end than the last.

The fourteen-year-old eldest daughter of the Li family, unable to bear the humiliation, gritted her teeth and rammed her head against a pillar when her clothes were being stripped off. Her frail body unleashed astonishing strength before she died, but unfortunately, it was not the thief who took her life, but herself.

The rebels looked disgusted, but they had no intention of desecrating the corpse, after all, they still had many beautiful wives and concubines around them.

Yes, they're all other people's beautiful wives and concubines.

Women suffered, but men also met a terrible end. The little food left in their homes was stolen on the spot, and those who dared to resist had their legs broken or their heads chopped off.

A man whose wife and daughters were kidnapped was stabbed to death when he tried to stop them.

The entire city was like a hell, with the sounds of burning, roaring, crying, and cursing all mixed together in a terrifying way.

Holly's small hands were clenched tightly, and she looked outside with a worried expression.

"Auntie, what's happening outside?"

“It’s a rebellion.” Changsheng held the demonic sword and slowly tore off the strips of cloth wrapped around it.

“Aunt, you have always taught me that I will not offend others unless they offend me, and I will not get involved in worldly karma, but today…”

boom!

The door was kicked open by a rebel soldier. The rebel, who had a small mustache, glanced casually into the room, but his eyes widened when he saw Bai Qingyu.

He never expected that opening a door would lead him to such a beautiful young woman. He was a little dizzy and his first reaction was to slam the door shut. Otherwise, if others saw him, he wouldn't get a chance to have his way. He wanted to enjoy himself before anyone else found out.

I've never seen anything so divine in my life. If I could taste it, I would die without regrets.

To die beneath a peony is to be a romantic ghost!

"Hehehe, little lady."

Without saying a word, he lunged at Bai Qingyu. The man with the mustache didn't see that the demonic sword of immortality was already slashing diagonally towards him.

puff!

The head fell to the ground and rolled once. The headless corpse took a step forward and was kicked away by Bai Qingyu.

To be honest, these rebels were really brainless. Instead of winning people over after entering the city, they went straight to burning, killing, and looting. In their desires, they completely forgot that some people in the city might have already been infected with the plague.

Having remained inside for some time, Liu Changsheng could tell what had happened just by the sounds coming from outside the city. He wiped the blood from his sword blade, gripped the demonic sword, and kicked the door open.

"Aunt, I will definitely be back within half an hour. I need to go and check on the Tianyang Palace's headquarters."

It is said that Tianyang Palace eliminates demons and protects the righteous path, but at this moment, no cultivators have appeared to sweep away the rebels.