The years I was in the human world

"..." Baili Changqing pursed his lips. Xiao Fengzhuo blocked his way and he didn't say what he wanted to say. He added another barrier around the inn and then told Wei Ruge, "There should be quite a few zombies. I'll go and take care of them. You stay in the inn and take care of them."

After saying that, he left the inn with his sword.

There was now another bloody cut on Lu Zhouxue's right hand where the Demon-Suppressing Mark was originally placed. It was caused by a zombie bite in a hurry. The entire wound was covered in blood and flesh, with an abnormal blue-black color.

"It's corpse poison." Wei Ruge came over to take a look at the wound on Lu Zhouxue's hand, and hurriedly reached into his Qiankun bag for medicine. With his other hand, he held a dagger and was about to help him treat the wound. "It has to be treated quickly, otherwise it will seep into the tendons and your hand will be useless."

Xiao Fengzhuo held down Wei Ruge's right hand that was holding the dagger, raised his eyes and looked at him calmly, "What are you going to do? Cut off the flesh?"

"What else? Cut off the rotten flesh first, and then you can draw out the corpse poison, otherwise it won't heal." Upon hearing this, Wei Ruge looked at him strangely, pushed away Xiao Fengzhuo's hand that was pressing on his right arm, turned to Lu Zhouxue and said anxiously, "Don't waste time, it will only get worse if you delay any longer."

Wei Ruge was indeed not exaggerating. At the moment they were talking, the corpse poison had already spread to Lu Zhouxue's entire right arm. The tendons in his arm turned black, and were wrapped around his skin like a spider web, which made people's scalps tingle.

"I'll do it myself." Lu Zhouxue felt his right hand had become stiff. He tried to move his fingers, but found them too slow. He frowned, took the dagger from Wei Ruge's hand and was about to cut it. But when the tip of the knife was about to pierce his skin, his wrist was grabbed by someone.

Lu Zhouxue looked up and saw Xiao Fengzhuo grabbing his hand, taking the dagger from his hand, and looking at him intently: "No need to be so troublesome."

Xiao Fengzhuo returned the dagger to Wei Ruge, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Zhouxue, and his tone was gentle: "The tolerance of the demons to corpse poison is better than that of human cultivators, so there is no need to use such a painful method."

As he spoke, Xiao Fengzhuo held Lu Zhouxue's right hand tightly in his hands. His hands were dry and warm, as if they could hold up the world.

Soon Lu Zhouxue felt a stream of burning spiritual power flowing through the palm of his hand into the tendons of his right hand. His stiff and cold arm instantly warmed up, and the blue-black color all over his tendons gradually faded. Then a stream of dark and foul-smelling blood flowed out of the wound.

After forcing out the poisonous blood, Xiao Fengzhuo let go of his hand without any unnecessary movements. Lu Zhouxue curled her fingers slightly, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

Seeing the poisonous blood being discharged, Xiao Fengzhuo casually fed a hawthorn ball into Lu Zhouxue's mouth and said softly: "I'll apply medicine to you. It will hurt, bear with it."

After saying that, he snatched the medicine from Wei Ruge's hand and sprinkled it on the wound on Lu Zhouxue's hand. He quickly wrapped the gauze around it and tied a beautiful knot.

"That's my medicine!" Seeing Xiao Fengzhuo unceremoniously using his own medicine to flirt with Lu Zhouxue, Wei Ruge widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, "You are really good at using flowers to pay tribute to Buddha!"

"It was your Changyang Sect that originally caused the trouble. What's wrong with using some of your medicine?" Xiao Fengzhuo threw the remaining medicine back to Wei Ruge. His tone was not sarcastic, but it was not very kind either.

He glanced at a Changyang Sect disciple who was glaring at him and Lu Zhouxue, sneered, and gave Wei Ruge a look, "Deal with it. I don't want to be stabbed in the back for no reason."

After receiving Xiao Fengzhuo's reminder, Wei Ruge noticed the disciple standing next to the corpse and looking at Xiao Fengzhuo with hatred. Judging from his attire, he was indeed from the Changyang Sect, but he looked quite old. It seemed that he had been stuck in a certain realm for a long time. Such people were most likely to be dissatisfied and jealous.

Seeing the other party looking at Xiao Fengzhuo and the others with resentful eyes, Wei Ruge frowned, but still asked patiently: "What's wrong, why are you looking at them like that?"

“Uncle Master, if it weren’t for these two lowly monsters who were afraid of death, my brother wouldn’t have died.” Wei Ruge was a disciple of the Supreme Elder, and he had a high seniority. Everyone in the sect, regardless of age, had to call him Uncle Master, and he was considered half a person who could uphold justice. When the disciple saw him asking, he pointed at Xiao Fengzhuo and complained, “He deliberately dodged and left my brother alone to the zombies. Uncle Master, they are accomplices!”

However, listening to the disciple's hateful words, Wei Ruge did not want to uphold this "justice" at all. It was because the senior brother mentioned by the disciple was the culprit who had intentionally bumped into Xiao Fengzhuo and caused Lu Zhouxue to be bitten. Now he was dead and it was his own fault.

But he didn't expect that his junior brother would bite back at him. Wei Ruge was really unhappy that he kept calling him a lowly monster.

Lu Zhouxue's right hand had now regained consciousness. The place where a large piece had been bitten off by the zombies was still hurting. He was standing aside, held by Xiao Fengzhuo, and listened to his disciples' accusations against him with a cold expression.

"Don't be sad. Human cultivators have always looked down on the demon race, so it's not surprising that they are confusing right and wrong now." Xiao Fengzhuo patted Lu Zhouxue's shoulder and comforted him. He knew very well that the latter could have just taken care of himself, that is, he cared about the lives of other cultivators, so he stayed in the inn and meddled in other people's business.

Although Lu Zhouxue had never expressed his intentions, Xiao Fengzhuo saw them clearly.

"I'm not sad." Lu Zhouxue shook his head. He didn't care about being bitten back. After all, they were just strangers. He just saw the tip of the iceberg of Yu Zhao being framed and then being blamed by everyone from the small matter in front of him.

Yu Zhao, who was unloved and regarded as an alien, clearly resisted the evil spirit at the Dongshan position, but could not withstand the arrow that pierced his heart from behind.

"Your senior brother falsely raised his realm, failed to learn his skills well and lost his life. What does it have to do with Lu Zhouxue?" Wei Ruge's rebuke echoed throughout the inn. For a moment, everyone who was busy cleaning up the corpses stopped their work and looked at him.

The disciple who complained was stunned by Wei Ruge's reprimand. He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "Young Master, are you going to protect those two monsters?"

Although the other people nearby knew that the disciple who made the complaint was not in the right, the ones who were being slandered were the two lowly demons in their eyes. They all watched the fun with cold eyes, and no one spoke out to tell the truth.

Wei Ruge was amused. He had always been aware of the inherent concept of human cultivators viewing other races as ants. He followed Baili Changqing in cultivating the ruthless way, one of the main ideas of which was that all things were the same, so he naturally would not look down on other races.

Wei Ruge also never thought that he could change the concept of the entire cultivation world, so he has always held an attitude of misunderstanding but respect. However, he didn't expect that someone would use this to argue with him today, and it happened to be a junior in the sect.

"I'm biased? Well, now that Master is not here, why not wait for Master to come back and let him decide?" Wei Ruge couldn't think of any words that would leave the other party speechless, nor did he know how to prove himself from the other party's substituted concepts. He could only simply and rudely throw the problem to Baili Changqing. Although it was childish to complain to an elder, it was very effective.

The disciple who made the complaint was also dumbfounded. He was just making random accusations out of shock and anger. He himself knew very well that he was not in the right in this matter. He just wanted to take advantage of the death of his senior brother to make some money. As long as these two monsters wanted to keep things quiet, he would have no worries about not getting any benefits.

He could see clearly that Lu Zhouxue's clothes were all made of shark silk. It was not a rare treasure that could only be seen once in a hundred years, but it was also priceless. For cultivators like them who had no family background, it was a treasure that was out of reach.

But he didn't expect that Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo not only kept silent from beginning to end, but Wei Ruge actually reported such a small matter to Baili Changqing.

Everyone knows that Baili Changqing is ruthless and has no desires, and he is ruthless in dealing with people who make mistakes. If he knew that he had raised his realm in order to accompany him to Dongshan, he would probably just throw him here and not care whether he lives or dies.

Thinking of this, the disciple couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He originally thought that Baili Changqing was personally leading the team to explore some secret place, and he wanted to follow to pick up some bargains, but he didn't expect it to be a place like this. Not only did he not get anything, but he almost lost his life.

"Junior Master, there is no need to disturb the Grand Elder with such a small matter, right?" The cultivator who was originally arrogant said embarrassedly, carefully looking at Wei Ruge's face, with some intention of calming down the matter.

"Ha." A cold laugh of neither loud nor soft echoed clearly in the inn. Xiao Fengzhuo glanced at the cultivator who changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book, and pretended to be casual and sighed to Lu Zhouxue, "Mianmian, I have learned the ability to bend and stretch today." Everyone knew what he was hinting at.

Lu Zhouxue pressed the corners of her mouth and looked at him with an obvious smile in her eyes.

The cultivator was afraid of Baili Changqing, but he still despised Xiao Fengzhuo. Now that he was mocked by him in person, he immediately said in dissatisfaction: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Fengzhuo saw the fleeting smile in Lu Zhouxue's eyes, and his mood improved. He also bent his eyes and tilted his head. He turned his head and looked at the monk with a fake smile and said: "Literally~"

The monk was furious, gathering spiritual power in his hands, and was about to cause trouble for Xiao Fengzhuo, but Wei Ruge kicked him to the ground and made him kneel, his eyes fixed on the door of the inn, with a vigilant look: "Behave yourself, there is something outside the door."

With the previous experience of the zombies and Baili Changqing's absence, Wei Ruge did not open the door immediately as he did before. Instead, he first used his spiritual power to explore the surroundings to make sure that nothing had slipped in from somewhere else, and then he approached the door step by step.

All the other monks were on high alert and on standby, staring at Wei Ruge's back intently.

"Knock, knock, knock--" There was a rapid and loud knock on the door. Through the light in the room, one could clearly see handprints on the door. It seemed to be a person, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who?" Wei Ruge still did not let down his guard, his hand on the bolt but did not open it immediately.

"Senior Brother Wei, help me. I'm Qi Yu. We were attacked by an evil ghost. Our master held the evil ghost back by himself, but he was also seriously injured and needs help urgently!" An urgent cry for help rang out. Lu Zhouxue remembered this voice. It was Jiang Ling's eldest disciple.

Seeing that Wei Ruge still didn't open the door, Qi Yu knocked on the door again and said anxiously: "Brother Wei! Open the door quickly!"

Although Wei Ruge still had doubts in his heart, human life was at stake after all, so he did not think too much and immediately opened the door. Qi Yu was standing there, holding his stomach with half of his body covered in blood. There was a small pool of blood on the ground, and his lips were pale without any blood color.

Behind him, invisible to everyone, a ball of black gas twisted strangely, and then quietly crawled into Qi Yu's clothes along his trouser legs.

Seeing Wei Ruge opening the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his body swayed. He was about to fall down, but Wei Ruge quickly supported him and helped him into the inn, saying, "Why are you the only one here? Where are the others?"

"We were captured by the evil ghosts. If it weren't for our protection, our master wouldn't have been seriously injured. I was the only one who ran back at the risk of my life." Qi Yu said gloomily, "We were useless. When the evil ghosts attacked us, we had no power to fight back."

After hearing Qi Yu's words, Wei Ruge frowned deeply. How come Jiang Ling's seven disciples all had the cultivation level of Golden Core? They should have been more than capable of dealing with ordinary evil spirits, but they were beaten so badly? This showed how powerful the evil spirit was.

Even Jiang Ling had difficulty dealing with the evil spirit, and now Baili Changqing is nowhere to be found. What chances do Wei Ruge and the monks in the inn have of winning?

Wei Ruge was immersed in his own thoughts and paid no attention to anything else. However, Xiao Fengzhuo was sizing up Qi Yu with interest, while speaking to Lu Zhouxue in a meaningful way: "Mianmian, I remember Jiang Ling's eldest disciple was very arrogant. Has he ever felt so remorseful and annoyed?"

Others thought he was just making sarcastic remarks on purpose, so Wei Ruge shook his head slightly at him, trying to get him to say less.

Lu Zhouxue looked at Wei Ruge's lonely shadow on the floor and remained silent.

Qi Yu had no shadow, so he must not be a living person. As for what kind of thing it was, Lu Zhouxue had no idea. Now Wei Ruge was still holding the "person" without realizing it, so he naturally didn't want to alert the enemy, lest he accidentally hurt Wei Ruge's life.

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo were waiting for the opportunity tacitly. The former was about to speak to get Wei Ruge away from Qi Yu, but he was met with a pair of terrified eyes. It was the cultivator who had bitten them before. Now he was staring at Qi Yu's shadowless feet with a pale face and his throat rolling.

Lu Zhouxue's heart skipped a beat and he thought something was wrong. He was about to use the silencing spell to tell the man to shut up, but he was still a step too slow. A scream filled with fear shook the world.

The monk collapsed to the ground, pointing at Qi Yu with trembling fingers and speaking incoherently. However, even though he was extremely scared, he still said something he shouldn't have said: "Ghost, save him... He is not a human..."

Lu Zhouxue sighed softly, brushed his sleeves calmly, and looked at Xiao Fengzhuo. They both saw helplessness in each other's eyes. It was another trouble. They were actually quite anxious. Even though Qi Yu was pretending to be something else, he shouldn't be so scared.

"You're already a Jindan, why are you making such a fuss?" Xiao Fengzhuo said in disbelief.

"What are you crazy about?" Wei Ruge was careless. Seeing the monk pointing at Qi Yu beside him and shouting, he did not notice anything unusual. He just thought that the other party had failed in his previous plan and came up with another one to cause trouble. He immediately left Qi Yu, walked up to the monk and kicked him again.

Wei Ruge said unhappily: "Even if you are pretending to be crazy and stupid, there should be a limit. What is the situation now that allows you to talk nonsense?"

Xiao Fengzhuo turned his head and laughed, then said to Lu Zhouxue: "This can be considered as a fool having good fortune."

He didn't expect that Wei Ruge heard his words, and he immediately looked at him and said unhappily, "Who are you calling stupid?"

"No, you heard it wrong. I was praising you for being smart." Xiao Fengzhuo smiled like an old fox.