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

Unfortunately, he was too short, perhaps only 1.6 meters tall after a few years, and with so many people around, he couldn't see anyone at all. It was only when a pair of constables came and parted the way that Bai Qingyu managed to squeeze in.

There was nothing she could do; she was just a weak woman practicing demonic arts—no, a frail bird—how could she possibly outrun this group of people?

Bai Qingyu was quite pleased to see the two fake monks poisoned to death.

It's safe to say these two aren't good people. They're so corrupt that even street thugs, let alone monks, are more chaotic than they are. They must have done a lot of wicked things.

If it weren't for the fact that it was broad daylight and there were people everywhere, I would have slapped them all.

The monk died a horrible death. His body was swollen three or four times its normal size, and his skin was no longer its usual color but a deep purple that was almost black. His two eyes were staring wide-eyed, as if they were about to bulge out at any moment. Even more terrifying was his right hand, which had begun to dissolve completely. His fingers had all melted away, leaving only his palm, where the bones were visible.

"Such a potent poison?"

Bai Qingyu clicked her tongue in amazement. The way this person died clearly indicated poisoning. She had only ever seen the venom of the little white snake, but even that venom wasn't this outrageous. Putting aside the speed of death, she didn't know how long this person had been dead, but just looking at the way this person died, it was leagues ahead of the little white snake.

Instead of leaving, Bai Qing lingered there for a long time, wanting to hear what had happened.

Sure enough, she overheard it. To sum it up, after harassing her, the two monks went to harass another girl. As a result, the monk touched the girl in the green dress and was immediately poisoned to death. Then the girl left, and no one knows where she went.

Some say she's a demon, others say she's a cultivator who couldn't stand the two monks' swindling and cheating, so she deliberately came to punish them.

As for the claim that one person was poisoned and another was killed, the monk was just arrested and taken away for questioning.

"All I can say is, it was a good death."

The constables arrived, took the body away, and everyone dispersed.

I used to believe this monk was incredibly powerful, but after seeing him poisoned to death and only being able to watch helplessly, I realized he was nothing special.

Bai Qingyu walked home slowly, not paying much attention to the matter.

Whether the monk lives or dies, how he dies, or who killed him, has nothing to do with her. Whether the girl in green is a cultivator or a demon is irrelevant to her.

Just as Bai Qingyu was thinking this, she saw someone shout loudly in the alley.

"You monster, you killed someone and think you can get away? Die now!"

Bai Qingyu subconsciously turned around, only to see that the angry cultivator who had drawn his sword was not aiming it at her. She glanced to the side and saw a girl in green clothes running swiftly across the rooftops toward the city's outskirts, with the cultivator chasing after her relentlessly.

“Green clothes, a demon…” Bai Qingyu frowned. “You’re not talking about her, are you?”

Once in the human world, demons and cultivators are not particularly hard to find. That's why Bai Qingyu prefers to walk along country roads rather than pipes. Encountering these headstrong cultivators who draw their swords without a word is indeed annoying.

She caught a glimpse of the girl and remembered her appearance. Bai Qingyu didn't meddle in other people's business. She shook her head and prayed for the demon in her heart, which was the most she could do.

Just like when she first met Shinten, Bai Qingyu vaguely guessed that she was Itsu Shinten, and a voice seemed to suddenly ring in her heart, and the name Itsu Shinten appeared in her mind. This girl was somewhat similar to Shinten back then. Bai Qingyu didn't know what kind of creature she was, but a name just floated into her mind.

鸩。

Bai Qingyu thought this might be the effect of Yunru's book on demons; this situation only occurred after she read that book.

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In the small courtyard, Bai Qingyu put down the ingredients and saw Zhen Tian standing under the shade of a tree, teaching Xiao Die.

Most demons can only talk but not read or write. Zhen Tian is different. This is thanks to a certain Mr. Li, who has become bear dung. During the time he took in Zhen Tian, ​​he gave Zhen Tian a lot of books to read.

At lunchtime, Bai Qingyu sat opposite Zhen Tian, ​​picked up a piece of braised pork for Xiao Die, and said softly, "I think I encountered another strange beast today, called Zhen. Unfortunately, she was being chased by a cultivator at the time, and it was inconvenient for me to go over to avoid getting involved."

After all, it's not just me; there's Zhen Tian, ​​Xiao She, and Xiao Die at home. Acting rashly will only bring danger to myself and my family.

"So what did she do?"

"No, it was just killing two swindlers who were actually monks. As far as I know, the swindlers brought this upon themselves, and it has nothing to do with this little girl."

Everyone on the street saw it; it was the fake monk who took advantage of the young girl's age and then ate her inappropriately, which led to her death from the poison. He wouldn't have been in any trouble if he hadn't had those lustful thoughts.

"He deserved to die. That little girl was at most thirteen years old, about the same age as Dongqing. To set his sights on such a young girl, who else but him should die?"

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Volume 1: Chapter 79 Bathing the Poisonous Bird

Bai Qingyu didn't know anything about the little demon named Zhen, who she had killed or not. But just based on this incident, she felt that the child was not seriously wrong. It wasn't like she intentionally wanted to kill anyone. That fake monk brought death upon himself, so who could he blame? Nobody could be blamed.

If you have a knife in your hand, what can you do if the other person insists on running into it?

After lunch, Bai Qingyu taught Xiaodie to read. Under the old tree, he half-squatted next to Xiaodie, pointing to the new content in the book and teaching her to read it line by line. They were all simple and easy-to-understand words. Xiaodie's little face was tense and she was very serious. Bai Qingyu was very gratified by her serious attitude.

The more tiring it was to teach Bai Dongqing, the easier it was to teach this child.

Half an hour later, Bai Qingyu patted her little head and said, "Alright, take a rest for a while, Xiaodie. We'll continue reading later."

"Okay, Auntie." Xiaodie said softly. After two or three months of getting along, Xiaodie and Bai Qingyu had become very close. Although she was still introverted, her personality was generally developing in a positive direction.

"I'll go get you some fruit, sweetie."

Bai Qingyu got up, washed and cut up some fruit she had bought that morning, tossed a whole apple to the lazy little snake sunbathing, and the little snake caught it and swallowed it whole. After preparing a small fruit platter for Zhentian, she placed the rest on Xiaodie's small table.

"Eat up, your favorite pear."

One happy afternoon, Xiaodie had just taken a bite of a slice of pear when she suddenly burst into tears.

"What's wrong, Xiaodie?" Bai Qingyu asked softly.

"It's just... I feel so sorry for my aunt, she's been so good to me, I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay her." Xiaodie choked up, tears welling in her eyes, unable to even eat the pear in her hand. Just as she said, she suddenly felt lost, lost about her future life, unsure how to repay this kindness.

Sometimes Bai Qingyu felt helpless about Xiaodie's personality. She didn't know whether to be happy or not. She was happy because she hadn't raised an ungrateful child, but that was also why she was unhappy. Xiaodie wasn't like this often, but most of the time the child was just too diligent.

"Let's not talk about repaying you now. We can talk about it when you grow up. Right now, what you need to do is study hard, understand?"

"Ah."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. You're still young, and you don't have the power to repay me now. You'll only be able to when you grow up."

Reading and writing are just the basics; there is much more to learn, such as mathematics. Bai Qingyu doesn't expect her to pass the imperial examinations or become a powerful cultivator; he just hopes she can live a good life.

After a while, she calmed down, finished the fruit, and continued reading, writing, and doing arithmetic.

Leaning against the door, looking at the earnest Xiaodie from afar, Bai Qingyu said softly to Zhentian inside the room, "This child will definitely have a wonderful life in the future. She will not be a powerful cultivator, but she will definitely be the most skilled tailor in the entire dynasty."

The child under the tree still looked so frail, her body so thin she was practically skin and bones. Her hair had been cut short by Bai Qingyu to clean off the lice, and it was now growing new hair. In just two or three months, her new hair was many times better than her old hair.

The chilblains on my face are gone, and with the nutrition I've been getting over this time, my face has gained a lot of weight. I no longer look so pitiful; I look quite lively and cute now.

Bai Qingyu said her eyes were beautiful, and this wasn't just to protect the girl's pride; it was simply the truth. A colleague with beautiful eye shape and such clear, bright eyes had an indescribable charm.

In her vision, a pair of scissors floated faintly above Xiaodie's head. In a few days, she would buy fabric and teach the child how to sew.

As darkness fell, the sky grew overcast.

Bai Qingyu brought in the quilts that were drying in the yard, looked up at the sky and realized it was going to rain.

It's uncertain whether this rain will be the last one in the next few months, given that a drought is on the horizon.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, but by evening, dark clouds had gathered, thick and oppressive, with muffled thunder rumbling from time to time. Bai Qingyu was in the yard carrying Xiaodie's small table, chairs, and stools into the house when she first felt a drop of rain fall on her face. She had only been under the eaves for less than two minutes when a torrential downpour began.

"It's raining again. I hate rain," Bai Qingyu muttered under the eaves.

She liked sleeping on rainy days, but disliked rain during the day. During her time living in the mountains, the rainy season was particularly troublesome; when it rained, she couldn't go out to find food, and if she forced herself to go, her feathers would get soaked.

Just as Bai Qingyu was about to yawn and go back inside, he suddenly stopped.

She still lived in a small corner of the county town, where the houses were cheap and quiet, and relatively close to the city wall.

Bai Qingyu vaguely sensed magical fluctuations outside and thought of the girl named Zhen he had seen that morning.

"No way?"

Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps pure coincidence, but Bai Qingyu only saw a slender figure in emerald green climb over the city wall. Judging from her stumbling movements and weak breathing, she knew the figure was seriously injured. In the heavy rain, the figure swayed and fell off the city wall, instantly becoming covered in mud.

Even so, she bravely got up, but her movements were even more stiff, and each step seemed to drain all her strength, making each step more difficult than the last.

The heavy rain washed away the mud and blood from her body, but the mud and blood kept reappearing.

"Shinten, I'm going out for a bit."

Bai Qingyu raised her hand and beckoned a paper umbrella over, then opened it and stepped into the heavy rain.

She used to live by a fence, which allowed her to see what was happening outside. This time, she was living on a wall, but she had the power of a demon to sense things and saw how miserable Miss Zhen was.

Zhen clutched the piercing wound in her chest, staggering and unable to hold on any longer. Her demonic power was exhausted, her strength was failing, and her injury was so severe that her life force was being drained away every second. If this continued, she would die in this heavy rain even without that Demon Subduing Sect disciple chasing after her.

As she slumped to the ground, Zhen, in her dazed state, noticed that the light in front of her suddenly went out.

Looking up, she saw an oil-paper umbrella placed on her head, the heavy rain pattering against the umbrella's surface.

The person holding the oil-paper umbrella was a young woman dressed in white.

The poisonous bird's pupils constricted, instinctively trying to retreat, but it couldn't muster any strength.

"Don't be afraid, I am a demon too," Bai Qingyu said softly.

The only reply Zhen gave her was, "Don't, don't come near me, I'm...poisonous."

After saying that, she fainted without hesitation. Her delicate body, which was falling forward, was caught by Bai Qingyu. Only after touching her did Bai Qingyu remember that the child seemed to be poisoned.

Bai Qingyu did feel a tingling sensation in the parts of her body that were in contact with the poison, but it wasn't a big problem. These toxins were indeed potent, but not potent enough to kill her instantly. She could release her demonic power to isolate these toxins.

She could control the poison of the poisonous bird, but she could only make it grow larger, not make it disappear. No matter how hard she tried, there was always a layer of poison on her feathers, and an ordinary person would die immediately upon touching it.

Pick up the poisonous bird in a princess carry and hold the umbrella between your arms.

Worried that the cultivator would continue to approach, Bai Qingyu quickly returned to her small courtyard.

Having lost consciousness, Zhen had not yet reverted to her original form. Bai Qingyu carried her into the house and asked Zhen Tian to boil some hot water.

Her body was covered in wounds, big and small. When Bai Qingyu tried to take off her clothes, she realized that her clothes were actually her feather robe. She was surprised. So this child was also a bird. While it's not exactly a bird demon's unique skill to transform feather robes into clothes, only feather robes could give Bai Qingyu this sense of familiarity.

Fortunately, it was a feather robe, and Bai Qingyu had a way to hide it.

Stimulated by demonic power, Zhen's feathered robe indeed began to shrink, revealing the girl's delicate body—it was practically the same as taking off her clothes. This isn't to say that Bai Qingyu is a female pervert; they're all female demons, there's nothing perverted about it. She and Zhen Tian have bathed together more than once or twice.

Taking off her clothes was mainly to see her wounds more clearly and treat them, and also because of the poison on her body. Bai Qingyu was afraid that if she washed her clothes, the feather robe would also turn into poisonous blood.

Not long after.

After preparing the bathwater, Bai Qingyu placed the poisonous bird into the tub.

It has to be said that this child looks to be no more than thirteen years old, just like Dongqing. When Bai Qingyu bathed her, there was really no strange feeling. It didn't seem to be much different from taking a baby to bathe.

I'm so sorry, but that was when I was with Zhen Tian. Zhen Tian is at least a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Soaking her body in warm water, Bai Qingyu began to clean her wounds.

As soon as Bai Qingyu sensed the presence of the wound, she knew who had done it.