The chivalrous spirit is fickle

If you don't feel guilty, why are you being so shy?

Luofu moved her palm lightly, brushing across Shigu's eyebrows and eyes, as if she wanted to engrave his facial features into her memory so that she would never forget them.

"A long time ago, I read his face and it said that he would be surrounded by romantic relationships and many girls from other families would fall in love with him."

Su Xin had heard such words countless times before, so she couldn't help but interrupt.

"I know you boasted to me countless times in the past, but don't say it again today."

Luofu smiled when she heard this, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, and she put her hands on her hips and said.

"I lied to him."

"I am such a lazy person, why would I learn to read faces?"

"Just wanted to scare him."

Su Xin reached out and rubbed her brows, telling herself that the person in front of her was just a remnant soul, and there was no need to bother with her.

Luofu took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Suxin, and spoke softly.

"Okay, let me go."

Su Xin's expression changed slightly and her eyebrows raised. She hesitated for a moment and then spoke in a low voice.

"So fast? You know, my Great Dream Heaven Technique has the effect of nourishing the soul. If you want..."

"I'm already dead, Su Xin."

Luofu interrupted Suxin before she could finish her words. Suxin's eyes turned sad and she looked at Luofu, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Luofu also looked at her quietly, her eyes clear and bright, without any impurities.

"I'm already dead, Su Xin."

"No matter what you think, the real Luofu is dead. I am just a wisp of remnant. If you must say, I am more like a corpse."

"Since you have already reincarnated, you shouldn't be attached to your past life. In this regard, my silly disciple is much better than you."

"Even if my appearance after reincarnation is exactly the same as in my previous life, he will not think that we are the same person. Instead, he will think that she is she and I am me."

"I'm already dead and buried in the ground. You can pay tribute to me and miss me, but you can't bring me back. And you shouldn't let the memories of my past life affect her."

Hearing this, Su Xin looked tired, a little ashamed, and a little unwilling, but facing Luofu's clean and bright eyes, she finally waved gently.

"Goodbye, Luofu."

The next moment, Luofu's eyes became dazed, her body swayed, and she fell to the ground, becoming the silly girl Shen Yue again.

Chapter 16 The Great Devil

People will die eventually, and the dead naturally need a good coffin.

Li Xuan always remembered this sentence. In his opinion, the best business in the world is often related to the dead.

Everyone will die, and the dead are the easiest guests to serve, so Li Xuan, who learned carpentry, naturally opened a coffin shop.

Huiyin City is a big city with a lot of people and many deaths.

Especially after Zongming Mansion took root in Huiyin City, Li Xuan's coffin shop has been doing very well, which made Li Xuan want to worship the leader of Zongming Mansion as the God of Wealth.

But every time he thought of those dead people, Li Xuan couldn't help but shudder. Since the establishment of Zongming Mansion, the corpses he saw became more and more numerous, and more and more strange.

Some were headless, some were beaten to death, or some had all the blood drained out of them, their bodies as emaciated as sticks.

Li Xuan never dared to ask too many questions. Those people were dead and he didn't need to meddle in other people's business and just become one of those corpses.

As long as money can be earned, why bother about these trivial matters? After all, those high-ranking masters of Zongming Mansion will also die, and they also need someone like me to make their coffins.

However, after Master Guanghui had his head smashed into pieces a year ago, those strange corpses have never appeared again.

Li Xuan heard that on the day of Master Guanghui's tragic death, someone broke into Zongming Mansion and caused a big commotion, killing people and causing a river of blood. Countless disciples of the sect died tragically, and even the sect leader Shen Zhongyi was seriously injured.

Every time he heard this news, Li Weibin sneered. If this was true, then why didn't he receive even one order from Zong Mingfu?

Could it be that Zong Mingfu could still collect those bodies? What do they want to do with the bodies? This is obviously a rumor.

But even though he thought so, Li Xuan never dared to refute this rumor to others because he was afraid.

I was afraid that this was true, afraid that Zong Mingfu had really collected the bodies of those disciples, and I was even more afraid to think about what those bodies were used for.

Since that night a year ago, the number of deaths in Huiyin City has decreased significantly. Li Xuan has never seen those strange corpses again, and the coffin shop's business has plummeted.

His life became increasingly difficult. The coffins he made were kept in the shop and gradually became damp and infested with insects, and rotted away one by one.

Why aren't people dying? Why aren't people dying?

Li Xuan was furious. He sat in front of the coffin shop every day, staring at every passerby and cursing why these people hadn't died yet.

The days passed one by one amid Li Xuan's curses, and it seemed that the days would be like this in the future, but one day, everything took a turn for the better.

Zong Ming Mansion was going to hold a martial arts conference, and Huiyin City became lively. Countless people from the martial arts world poured into Huiyin City, and there seemed to be some strange people among them.

Half a year ago, a group of people wearing black cloaks found Li Xuan and bought all the coffins in his coffin shop. Every month after that, they would come to Li Xuan's shop to buy ten coffins.

Li Xuan was overjoyed and worked on making coffins day and night. However, as time went by, he gradually became suspicious of the mysterious man in black.

It was a good thing that those coffins were sold, but even though he sold so many coffins, he had never heard of anyone in the city holding a funeral, and the person who bought the coffins never bought paper money or anything like that.

He just came to Li Xuan's coffin shop on time every month and bought ten coffins. Every time he came, it was late at night, and he brought a group of strange people to move the coffins.

Those people had pale skin and were silent. Li Xuan did not hear them say even a word. But when those people looked at Li Xuan, his legs and feet became weak and he could not use any strength.

It was still spring, but when those people came, Li Xuan always felt that the store was eerily cold. They were so strong that they could almost lift a coffin by themselves.

These people are not to be messed with.

Li Xuan reminded himself not to look at what he shouldn’t look at, not to listen to what he shouldn’t listen to, and even more so not to think about what he shouldn’t think about.

I am just a coffin maker, and I am in the business of dealing with the dead. It is good enough if someone dies. There is no need to think too much about it.

But as time went by, Li Xuan discovered that these people didn't care about the coffins at all. They didn't care if they were damp, infested with insects, or old.

Thus, a trace of greed slowly grew in Li Xuan's heart.

That night, a spring rain fell in Huiyin City. The raindrops were drizzling, washing the bluestone road surface clean. There were few pedestrians and the lights were dim.

In the drizzle, Li Xuan, wearing a straw raincoat, secretly walked out of his coffin shop, drove the donkey cart, and headed towards the west of the city.

There was cold wind and rain, the night sky was covered with dark clouds, not a single ray of light fell, and in the pitch-black night, Li Xuan relied on a little light and made his way to a remote corner.

The wild grass was overgrown, and the unbridled weeds were more than half a person's height. In the dim light, a building was hidden in the darkness, like a huge beast lying in the dark.

Li Xuan protected the lantern with his body and strode into the bushes. A bolt of lightning exploded in the clouds, and scattered lightning covered the clouds, briefly illuminating the night.

In the extremely brief lightning, Li Xuan held a lantern and strode into the gloomy mansion. The white light illuminated the two words on the plaque on the door of the mansion.

Yizhuang.

A charity cemetery is a place where coffins are stored. Of course, the coffins are not empty. There are corpses in them. Most of them are because there is no good place to bury them for the time being, or the deceased died in a foreign land and the family is preparing to transport the body back to their hometown for burial, or the deceased is too poor to afford a burial and has to temporarily store the body in a charity cemetery.

Li Xuan was planning to take these coffins. The gatekeeper of the charity cemetery was an old man who died half a year ago, and there has been no new gatekeeper since then.

As long as they steal these coffins and sell them to those mysterious men in black, they can save some money. Anyway, those people don’t care about the quality of the coffins.

It was dark in the charity cemetery. Li Xuan walked into the dilapidated room with a lantern in his hand. The cool light of the lantern fell into the room.

White paper money was scattered all over the floor, spider webs were woven around, and dozens of black coffins were neatly placed in the room. The room was filled with an eerie aura, and an eerie feeling arose spontaneously.

A strange smell of decay came into Li Xuan's nose. He frowned slightly, a little confused. Why was there no stench of rotting corpse in this charity cemetery?

A breeze blew, causing the lantern to sway slightly. Li Xuan hurriedly protected the lantern and without caring about anything else, he closed the door and put the lantern on the ground.

Li Xuan turned and walked towards a coffin. He touched the coffin very skillfully. After making sure there was no major problem, he took out his tools and groped in the dark, trying to pull out the coffin nails.

It was already inconvenient in the dark, and the nails were driven deep enough, so Li Xuan soon broke out in a sweat.

In the tightly closed room, a breeze suddenly blew, suppressing the flame of the candle in the lantern to a very low level.

Boom! There was another loud noise outside the house, and a huge thunder pierced through the sky. White light shone through the window and illuminated the dark charity cemetery.

Under the illumination of lightning, there were several pale and somewhat sickly faces behind Li Xuan. They were not breathing and just stood quietly behind Li Xuan.

If Li Xuan was willing to look back, he would be able to recognize those pale faces. They were the people who liked to order coffins from his shop.

However, Li Xuan did not notice the figure behind him. He saw that the candle in the lantern was about to be blown out, so he put down his tools and walked over quickly.

"This house is too run-down. Why is there a draft?"

Li Xuan took out the candle from the lantern and was about to pick up the wick with a bamboo stick. However, at this moment, a pale hand as if wrapped in white ash stretched out from the darkness. The nails on that hand were black and long like a claw. It grasped the tiny candlelight in its hand and extinguished the flame.

"what!!!!!"

A scream cut through the night sky, and then it stopped abruptly. There was no light in the charity cemetery, only a burst of intensive chewing sounds, mixed with the sound of rain, which continued to ring out.

Outside the charity cemetery, the donkey cart that Li Xuan brought had already fallen to the side. The poor donkey was lying in a pool of blood, already dead. However, there were several figures lying in the pool of blood, chewing and swallowing flesh and blood.

The thunder roared again, and the pale lightning illuminated the figures, but all that could be seen was that they had mouths full of blood.

At the same time, in the charity cemetery, a pale big hand took out a bloody heart from a pool of blood, stuffed it into a mouth, and swallowed it voraciously, biting the heart into pieces and swallowing it into the stomach with blood.

An hour later, the dark clouds dispersed and the moonlight returned to the earth, illuminating the desolate charity cemetery. The donkey cart was still lying on the ground, but the donkey's body and bones had been eaten up completely.

Even the soil on the ground was eaten away, and those corpse-like figures greedily licked the blood and swallowed the soil into their stomachs.

Li Xuan in the room was in a worse situation. His skin, bones, and even the clothes on his body were bitten to pieces and eaten. Not even a drop of blood was left.

The moonlight was cold, and outside the charity cemetery, two figures appeared at some point. Both were wearing cloaks, and their faces could not be seen clearly. As if smelling the scent of a stranger, a pale hand slowly pushed open the door of the charity cemetery, revealing black, sharp and thin nails.

One of the black-robed figures was displeased when he saw this and shouted in a low voice.

"Go back, you blind man!"

Following this light shout, the pale hand seemed to be frightened by something and immediately retracted, closing the wooden door again.

"I'm a little late. I guess I need to find someone else to make the coffin."

"Humph, if you had come earlier, I'm afraid that person inside wouldn't have left. Why bother to say such hypocritical things now?"

"I just regret that I came too late and didn't get to eat fresh blood and meat."

As one of them spoke, he took off his cloak, revealing a pale face. He grinned, showing a mouthful of beast-like fangs, looking like a devil.

The other person seemed a little uncomfortable when he saw this, and he waved his sleeves and said coldly.

"There are many people in Huiyin City now, and there may be ninth-grade masters. If you are so arrogant and get killed by those masters, I will not be able to save you."

Hearing this, the man who looked like an evil ghost bowed respectfully and spoke in a humble tone.

"That's why we need your protection, Senior. If the situation is critical, you can kill the group of white corpses inside at will, as a credit for your achievement in slaying demons and exorcising monsters."

The man was wearing a cloak and fell silent after hearing this. It was unknown what he was thinking about. After waiting for a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Zongming Prefecture is colluding with the Demonic Cult. Is the martial arts conference they are holding the same as what you are planning?"

The "evil ghost" had a smile on his pale face and a slightly mocking look on his face.

"No, no, no, those idiots of the Mara Cult only want to resurrect Mara. Although Lord Mara is a top-notch demon, his descendants don't know how to resurrect a demon at all."

"Although we admire Lord Mara, we will not do anything in vain. Besides, my master has shown signs of resurrection, and the demon who is resurrected this time must be my master."

“So, we decided to take advantage of the Demon Cult’s plan, seize the blood food they prepared, and offer it to our master.”

"Senior, when the master is resurrected, you will get what you ask for."

When the man heard this, he hesitated and remained silent for a long time before speaking in a deep voice.

"I want to live forever. I want to enter the innate realm."

Upon hearing this, the "evil ghost" smiled even more broadly and said with confidence.

"Regarding this, senior, you can rest assured. As long as the master is resurrected, although I cannot give you the opportunity to enter the innate realm, I can give you immortality."

"As long as...as long as you become my disciple, you can be like me, transcending life and death and achieving immortality."

The man was still a little skeptical. He looked through the cloak and fell on the evil ghost and asked in a deep voice.

"How many years did you live after you were bitten?"

"To answer your question, it's only been a short hundred years. Although I can't get any sunlight, I can still live comfortably."

"What was your name when you were alive?"

"Kang Xi, my name is Kang Xi."

The cloaked man was shocked when he heard this and said in astonishment.