The years I was in the human world

"So she is using human lives to feed the puppets?" Xie Huaiyu found it hard to believe. Kong Que is Zhu Huang's daughter. Because he loves Kong Qing, he always thinks Kong Qing should be a good kid too.

"Rather than calling it a puppet, it's better to say that she is raising a blood corpse. Mianmian's body was filled with resentment when she died tragically, and she once had divine bones. It is indeed the best material for refining corpses."

"Why is she refining corpses?" Xie Huaiyu really couldn't understand. Kong Qing has Baili Changqing and Wei Ruge to take care of her, and the Changyang Sect is behind her. Why would she choose to take the crooked path of refining corpses?

"The road to heaven has collapsed. Ordinary roads cannot reach the divine realm. Otherwise, the Wuxian people would not have gone to so much trouble to create gods." Lu Zhouxue threw a falling fire talisman and ignited the skin bag on the ground. "Corpse refining may be related to ascending to heaven."

"Becoming a god, is the scenery in the Ninth Heaven really so attractive?" Xiao Fengzhuo said. He was a person who got lucky halfway. Xiao Yueheng ruined the way to heaven, and he took advantage of the opportunity when the previous demon ancestor fell from heaven. By chance, he was able to become a god.

He had sat in the throne room and seen the scenery of the Ninth Heaven. Perhaps these things came too easily and he did not feel happy. He wanted to get answers from others, so he let Qi Nankuo dissect the demon pill.

Qi Nankuo became the demon king, the supreme king of the demon clan, but he was not happy. Besides, the other immortals and gods on Buzhou Mountain, Xia Yuchuan and Liu Zhuangyu, never seemed satisfied, so Xiao Fengzhuo didn't understand why the Wuxian people were so obsessed with becoming gods.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I am willing to die in the evening. The pursuit of the truth itself is enough to make people try their best." Lu Zhouxue gave an answer that Xiao Fengzhuo did not expect. He hated the Wuxian people who would do anything to climb up, but he understood their thoughts better than anyone else. "There is no need for any reason to become stronger."

"That's not like you." Xiao Fengzhuo was a little surprised by Lu Zhouxue's answer. When they talked two hundred years ago, they still shared the same ideals. Who would have thought that the latter's answer now would be completely different from that year.

"Azhuo's concept is very similar to Xiao Yueheng's." Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Yueheng have always been opponents with conflicting ideas. It was because he lost himself during the tribulation that he inexplicably developed feelings, and his concepts also became distorted, becoming the same as Xiao Yueheng, not seeking the great way, but instead obsessed with love.

Now that his soul has returned to his old body and recovered his previous memories, the ideas that were led astray by Xiao Yueheng have also been corrected. He is still the Qingjun who is wholeheartedly pursuing the Great Dao, which is contrary to Xiao Fengzhuo's ideals.

"Really?" Xiao Fengzhuo smiled, but his mood was obviously not good. He was a little frustrated that he and Lu Zhouxue suddenly disagreed, but he did not show it too obviously. He just changed the subject a little abruptly, "Mianmian, let's go, let's get out of here first, and then slowly investigate the matter of Peacock."

"Okay." Lu Zhouxue didn't notice, nodded, and said nothing more. The three of them looked at each other in silence as they walked westward along the streets of the city.

A few pieces of paper money were blown by the wind to the feet of the three people, and the smell of burning incense, candles and paper horses soon came to their faces. Suddenly, thousands of lights in the city lit up, dotted like stars, extending into the depths of the darkness. Sad elegies were also sung, and parade carriages and horses drove over from the other side of the darkness.

The ghost of death, with his face painted white, was dancing with a mourning stick tied with a white string in his hand. He squinted his three white drooping eyes and danced in front of paper carriages and horses. The noisy suona sounds took away the liveliness of the human world, and instead made it seem even more eerie.

The carriages and horses passed by the three people in a mighty procession. The paper figures with scarlet eyes on the stand turned their eyes around and suddenly fixed their eyes on the three people below: "Strangers?"

The paper figure tilted its head, and the moving carriage stopped. It got down from the carriage frame. It was made in the image of a prince or noble. The paper clothes were dyed bright red and green, and stacked up in layers, which looked very beautiful. Its hair was full of pearl hairpins, which, although also made of paper, looked shiny and noble.

The paper figure landed lightly on the ground. It first took a fancy to Xiao Fengzhuo, who had red lips and white teeth. The sharp nails on its paper hands poked at his face. Xiao Fengzhuo turned his head to avoid it, but the paper figure laughed in a strange tone: "What a handsome young man, are you married?"

The paper figurine asked politely, but its actions were very rude as it sniffed around Xiao Fengzhuo, muttering in disbelief: "No, no..."

The more plainly dressed maid asked in the same strange tone: "Princess, what are you looking for?"

"I can clearly smell blood..." The princess sniffed nervously, her bloodshot eyes looking as if they were about to bleed. "There must be someone here, find him, find him for me!"

The second half of the sentence was so shrill and sharp that it startled Xiao Fengzhuo and even made his cat ears stand up.

After the paper figurine finished speaking, its eyes turned back: "The blood seems to have come from the young master."

As the paper figurine spoke, it moved closer to Xiao Fengzhuo's neck. In its open bright red mouth was a mouthful of sharp teeth. If it were to take a bite, a piece of flesh would surely fall off.

Xie Huaiyu clenched his fingers nervously and even held his breath, for fear that the paper man would smell the blood on his body.

"Boom—" The rising flames caused the air to flow, blowing up Xiao Fengzhuo's hair. The flames began to devour the paper figure's gorgeous skirt, gradually spreading to the paper figure's entire body. The paper figure suddenly screamed in an unnaturally sharp voice: "Skirt! My skirt!"

The maids wanted to put out the fire, but their paper hands could not withstand the burning flames and instead they caught fire themselves.

The blazing flames instantly burned the paper figures into a pile of ashes. Xie Huaiyu stared blankly at the fire talisman that Lu Zhouxue was holding on her fingertips, not knowing what expression to make.

Xiao Fengzhuo also widened his eyes, extremely shocked: "Mianmian, you just burned them?"

"Is it not possible?" Lu Zhouxue asked back, her tone so innocent and matter-of-fact, "It's made of paper, and it's burning very vigorously."

"It's not impossible, but..." Xiao Fengzhuo was a little distressed. He pointed at the paper carriage and horses next to him, and then pointed at the remaining ashes of the paper man and said, "This paper princess is the best for the Ghost Festival. If you burn the princess, I'm afraid they will tie you up and make you a princess later."

As soon as Xiao Fengzhuo finished speaking, the three of them heard the sound of horse hooves. His face changed slightly and he said "Not good". He simply kicked over the parked carriage and carried Lu Zhouxue to run into the crowd.

Lu Zhouxue, who instantly looked down with no manners at all, slowly widened her eyes, and then punched Xiao Fengzhuo's waist in embarrassment and anger: "A Zhuo!"

"Mianmian, don't touch a man's waist." Xiao Fengzhuo carried Lu Zhouxue and went into the crowd. He patted his butt and signaled him to be quiet. "Be good, or you'll fall."

The crowd who had been passing by and had originally ignored them suddenly came alive, pointing and talking at their backs after they had passed. A crowd of people gathered around the overturned carriage and horses, and hurriedly lifted them up. When they lifted them up, they saw that the princess was gone.

Everyone then remembered the two hooligans who had just rushed over recklessly. Yes, those two bastards not only overturned the carriage, but also burned the princess used for sacrifice. His Royal Highness the Ghost King would be angry without a bride for sacrifice.

Why don't you quickly capture those two evildoers and place their heads under the seat next to the Ghost King to atone for your sins?

Xie Huaiyu, who was forgotten by both of them, looked at their backs that disappeared without a trace in a moment, and stood there dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Xiao Fengzhuo carried Lu Zhouxue and rushed through the crowd, causing people and horses to fall wherever he passed.

"Where did these bastards come from? Why are they so reckless?" A passerby who was knocked off balance pointed at the two men's backs and cursed.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Arrest the fugitive, everyone else please get out of the way!" The passerby had just stood firm when he was pushed to the side by the constable who followed closely behind the two men. He finally fell to the ground, and the lantern he was holding that was about to be released into the river fell to the ground. The bustling but orderly street market suddenly became a mess.

Xiao Fengzhuo ran for a while holding Lu Zhouxue's hand like a rabbit, and soon they got rid of the constable who was chasing them. The two of them hid in the shadows at the corner of the alley. Xiao Fengzhuo put Lu Zhouxue down, leaned on his knees to take a breath, but he didn't expect that the cat ears on his head would be grabbed the next second.

"Mianmian, stop pulling, it hurts." Xiao Fengzhuo raised his hands to cover his ears, looking at Lu Zhouxue pitifully. However, he was so tall that he couldn't stand up after his ears were pulled, which really seemed like he was submissive.

Lu Zhouxue almost softened her heart at the look in his eyes, but when she thought about how humiliatingly she had been carried all the way, she forced herself to harden her heart and asked in a calm tone: "Now you feel the pain, why didn't you put me down when I asked you to?" and she even spanked him.

He was embarrassed to say the second half of the sentence, but his ears turned red. Xiao Fengzhuo was shrewd and saw it at a glance. Then he smiled wickedly, and without covering his ears, he stood up and moved closer to Lu Zhouxue's neck.

Lu Zhouxue was afraid of hurting him, so she subconsciously let go.

Xiao Fengzhuo buried his head in the crook of Lu Zhouxue's neck and rubbed it back and forth, the cat on his head brushing the latter's jaw like a small brush. He had just finished intense exercise, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mianmian, I'm so tired, let me rest for a while."

"I asked you to carry me?" Lu Zhouxue said this coldly, but she unconsciously adjusted her stance to allow Xiao Fengzhuo to lean on her more comfortably.

"I want to carry it." Xiao Fengzhuo twisted around Lu Zhouxue like a worm, and felt that the latter wanted him to lean on her. He was so happy that his eyes narrowed, but it was a pity that he had to be rude again, "When did Mianmian start to say one thing and mean another?"

"Get out of the way. You're rubbing my sweat all over." Lu Zhouxue pursed her lips, poked Xiao Fengzhuo's forehead and pushed him away from her shoulder, looking a little angry and embarrassed. "What a big head. It's so heavy."

"I don't stink." Xiao Fengzhuo shrugged his nose, and his movements looked like a puppy. But when he raised his head, he let out a soft cat meow at Lu Zhouxue, his eyes sparkling, really like a wronged kitten with two-colored eyes.

At this moment, Lu Zhouxue felt that his guilt had reached its peak. He wondered what he had done, how could he dislike a kitten? However, his guilt did not last long, and Xiao Fengzhuo could no longer pretend.

"Mianmian, let's go buy some candy men to eat." After Xiao Fengzhuo finished speaking, he happily pulled Lu Zhouxue to find the old man selling candy outside to buy food. At this time, the riots on the street had not yet completely subsided, but he, the instigator, had no sense of being hunted, and walked out swaggeringly.

"Do you have money?" Lu Zhouxue glanced at him. The currency circulating in this Undead City was very strange, and it was obvious that the two of them did not have any.

"No, but it's not a big problem." Xiao Fengzhuo looked calm.

"Old man, how much are the candy figures?" Xiao Fengzhuo changed several faces back and forth, each one more handsome and sweet-mouthed than the last. With just a few words, he made the old man who was buying candy smile from ear to ear. Lu Zhouxue stood in the shadows with his arms folded waiting, and soon saw the former coming back with a candy figure in his hand.

"Mianmian, eat it." Xiao Fengzhuo smiled and handed the candy man in his hand to Lu Zhouxue.

Lu Zhouxue didn't answer, but looked up at him, then said, "You just spoke to the old man."

Judging from the paper figures' reactions before, it was true that the human blood on them would attract attention, but Xiao Fengzhuo had just been running for a while and was sweating all over, and he did not deliberately hide it when he went to buy things from the old man, but he did not arouse suspicion, which showed that there was something fishy going on.

"You concealed the blood and energy in your body? Or are you just a dead thing?" Lu Zhouxue's tone was very calm. After thinking about it for a while, he understood why Xiao Fengzhuo carried him and ran just now. Xiao Fengzhuo himself did not have any problem of blood leakage, and he was just trying to prevent himself from being suspected.

"Yes, Mianmian is very smart." Xiao Fengzhuo admitted frankly. He pushed the candy man in his hand towards Lu Zhouxue without any intention of explaining.

"What happened? Is it related to Kong Qing dissecting your corpse?" Lu Zhouxue was a little anxious. He was worried that it was because of Peacock that Xiao Fengzhuo became half-dead.

"No, it's okay. I've always been like this. Don't think too much." Xiao Fengzhuo wanted to brush it off, but Lu Zhouxue was unmoved and insisted that he give an explanation. Under the latter's stern eyes, he pinched his nose and had to explain obediently.

"I wasn't originally a cat demon. After I died, I accidentally ate the demon pill of a great demon and became a half-demon. The ghost fairies of the reincarnation path refused to accept me, so I have been half-dead and half-alive ever since. In the eyes of ghosts, I am dead, but otherwise I am no different from a living being, really."

As if to prove the credibility of his words, Xiao Fengzhuo opened his shirt and took Lu Zhouxue's hand and put it on his chest: "Feel it, it's hot, right?"

The muscle texture under his hand was distinct, with a burning temperature, and a vigorous heartbeat, as if it was beating against the palm of his hand. Lu Zhouxue shrank his fingers as if burned, turned his head away a little embarrassed, hastily retracted his hand, and only nodded sullenly: "Okay, I get it."

"Are you shy?"