Fairy, help me cultivate.

Looking at the lion dancer's majestic, ever-blinking eyes, Chen Yao felt a chill run down his spine.

The lion dancers performed in front of him for a while, then jumped away.

A blood-faced wandering god, standing on stilts and wielding a three-pronged fork, came up again, the fork spinning wildly around Chen Yao's head.

The three-pronged fork was sharpened, and there were even some bloodstains on it.

The townspeople cheered and were overjoyed, as if Chen Yao had received some kind of good fortune.

Chen Yao looked at You Shen with a puzzled expression. You Shen had a fierce and menacing face. He was making a lot of noises, showing off his long, thin animal teeth, and staring at Chen Yao with bloodshot eyes.

His back felt even tighter.

After waving the steel fork around for a while, the wandering god left on stilts.

Chen Yao didn't want to stay any longer and wanted to retreat into the crowd.

A short witch wearing a blood-stained Nuo mask and covered in black fur, performing a Nuo opera, grabbed his sleeve.

Chen Yao frowned: "What?"

The witch began to wail and cry.

"open."

Chen Yao tried to pull her sleeve back, but found she couldn't.

The witch's blood-red eyes stared at him through the holes in her mask: "You! You! You! It's you!"

Chen Yao felt a chill run down his spine, and an ominous feeling welled up in his heart.

"You're a jinx! You're a jinx! He's a jinx!"

The witch shouted, and the whole town cheered.

The procession of spirits began to dance around Chen Yao.

Chen Yao wanted to leave, but was afraid that revealing his immortal powers would expose his whereabouts.

A group of servants wielding guns and sticks lined up in the procession of the gods. An old steward stepped forward and bowed: "Young master, all men are brothers under heaven. Since you have been chosen by the shaman, would you do me the honor of coming to our courtyard for a chat?"

Chen Yao glanced at the witch jumping around, his brows furrowed: "My schedule is tight, I'm afraid I won't have time..."

The old steward clapped his hands, and the two men lifted up a tray of silver covered with a red cloth.

"Here is three hundred taels of silver. I would be honored if you would do me the honor of receiving it."

The people around them started to jeer.

Chen Yao felt that refusing would be illogical and attract attention, so he could only nod and say, "Okay!"

The old steward nodded happily and bowed repeatedly.

The procession of spirits danced even more joyfully, surrounding Chen Yao as they marched toward the Hu residence.

"The evil star has entered the formation!"

"The evil star has entered the formation!"

The sorceress and the procession of spirits cheered with joy.

Chen Yao glanced at them casually, and her back tightened even more.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Why is Junior Brother Disobedient?

Chen Yao was escorted to the Hu residence, where Master Hu personally welcomed him to the main hall.

"Please forgive me, young brother. This old woman Lü's witchcraft is known throughout the surrounding area. Since she has chosen you to bring bad luck, I beg you to help me... I, Hu San, will bear all the losses caused to you."

Mr. Hu was very humble.

Chen Yao exchanged a few perfunctory pleasantries, intending to leave when it was late at night, and casually asked, "What can I do for you?"

The witch wearing the Nuo mask chuckled: "Go to sleep..."

Mr. Hu's expression became uneasy, but he still forced a smile.

"Sleep?" Chen Yao looked at the two of them.

"The Ninth Madam is possessed by a cat demon. Only when the evil star sleeps with her can the demon be exorcised..." The witch's tone was somewhat seductive.

Chen Yao said seriously, "We've only met by chance, how can we do this?"

Master Hu clenched the hem of his robe at his side: "For Xiao Jiu's health, I beg you for help, young man!"

Chen Yao frowned and carefully examined the witch, but found nothing about her that made her different from ordinary people.

Is this guy reliable?

"If it's an evil spirit, wouldn't it be dangerous?" Chen Yao instinctively wanted to refuse.

Old Master Hu's facial muscles twitched as he looked at the witch.

The witch chuckled, "A harbinger of misfortune has arrived, yet your family is blessed with good fortune! Young master, why don't you come with us to see Ninth Madam first?"

She sang loudly, straddled the road, and hopped and skipped to lead the way.

Chen Yao looked at Master Hu and saw that Master Hu's lips were downturned and his fists were clenched tightly, as he was suppressing his anger.

The group came out of the main hall, walked through several corridors, and arrived at a small courtyard with a golden lock on the door.

Mr. Hu took out the golden key and unlocked the golden lock.

The courtyard was shrouded in shady trees, and a chill was felt as soon as the door was opened.

Chen Yao felt as if someone was grabbing the back of her neck.

This evil spirit is extraordinary...

The witch entered, raised her head, and sniffed intently, as if she had smelled something delicious.

After passing through a garden, we arrived at the front of the main house.

The doors and windows of the main house were covered with dense scratch marks, several feet long and an inch wide, as if left by some huge wild beast.

Inside the house, they could hear their footsteps, the sounds of bottles shattering, doors and windows opening and closing, and a woman crying.

Master Hu's face turned pale, and he glanced at the witch.

The witch nodded: "The evil spirit is just trying to scare people. Open the door."

As soon as Mr. Hu unlocked the door, all the noise inside the house stopped abruptly.

"Young man, please."

Master Hu led the way and stepped into the house.

The house was even colder inside than the shade of the trees outside the courtyard, and a faint musty smell emanated from its opulent furnishings.

The three of them came from the outer room to the inner room, where soft panting could be heard from the canopy bed shrouded by curtains.

Master Hu dared not approach.

The witch scolded him for being useless and went over to pull back the curtain.

The first thing that catches the eye is a fluffy white tail that emerges from the snow-white rump and tailbone, swirling in the air.

The Ninth Madam, with her buttocks sticking out, lay face down. Hearing the commotion of the three, her irises widened, and she licked her palms while looking at Master Hu.

"Didn't you like doing this to me? Why are you afraid to take your pants off now that I've grown a tail?"

Old Master Hu shuddered and covered his neck.

Chen Yao noticed that there were several deep scars hidden under his collar.

Ninth Madam lay on her side, slightly raising her upper body, her breasts swaying, and looked at Chen Yao with a smile: "Little brother, you're quite handsome~ Come and fuck me~"

As she spoke, she spread her legs, and her inner thighs were wet with a sticky fluid.

Chen Yao felt a shiver run down his spine and instinctively backed away.

In his eyes, the dark, evil aura emanating from Ninth Madam was flowing wildly toward her perineum.

If someone who doesn't know the truth sleeps with her, they'll probably suffer a terrible fate.

He couldn't help but look at the witch, who happened to be looking at him as well, a faint red light flashing through the holes in the Nuo mask.

The Ninth Madam's voice exploded in his heart.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Fellow Daoist, please refrain from meddling in other people's business, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Chen Yao frowned.

"This barbarian scoundrel has harmed the people. He killed her entire family in order to seize this woman. Our destruction of his house is simply acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Chen Yao glanced at her helplessly.

Why did you drag me into this?

I just wanted to buy some dry food!

The Ninth Madam saw through his thoughts and transmitted a message to him in his mind: "Besides us, you are the only cultivator in this town. Just in case, we have no choice but to do this."

The witch chuckled, "How about it? Tempting, isn't it? Tonight at midnight, she'll come to your room for a... What an incredible stroke of luck!"

As she spoke, Madam Jiu transmitted a message to Chen Yao in his mind: "Please do not leave the house before midnight, or you may be accidentally injured by us!"

Chen Yao felt very strange.

But of course he wouldn't want to cause trouble, so he could only nod and look for an opportunity to leave quietly.

Jiu'er hummed in response and stepped down the curtain.

Dark shadows loomed behind the curtain, accompanied by the mournful meows of cats.

Old Master Hu trembled with fear. He led the two men out of the courtyard, locked the door, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He grabbed Chen Yao's sleeve: "Brother, Jiu'er's safety depends on you tonight!"

Chen Yao smiled but didn't say anything more.

"But..." Master Hu looked at the witch, "could we keep her tail?"

The branches of the trees that had crossed the courtyard wall suddenly swayed, casting wide, diffused shadows.

After a long silence, the witch said grimly, "That's easy to say."