He became lame. Although three years have passed and he is now able to recover, the court will not employ someone who is lame.

He was someone who could have had a smooth career in government, but now he has become a cripple that everyone looks at and despises.

"I'll go down with Shu Xuan tomorrow and take a look!"

Shi Qingyou already felt that this matter was related to Qingmei.

"Senior brother, how did those men die?"

Shi Qingyou asked again.

"They all died because others drained their yang energy."

Senior Brother Nianyi immediately spoke.

"It drained my yang energy..."

At this moment, Shi Qingyou was certain that this matter was related to Qingmei.

The next day, Shi Qingyou went down the mountain with Shu Xuan.

The two first passed through the villages and towns they had visited before, noticing that white banners were hanging on the doors of every household.

From every household came cries of pain.

Upon hearing these sounds, Shi Qingyou frowned slightly.

When they arrived at the Li family's house, they saw that the doors were wide open.

Looking at the ground from a distance, I could see human figures.

Shi Qingyou and Shu Xuan went inside and found that Li Ziqian and Li Shunlai were both dead on the ground. Not only had their yang energy been drained, but their flesh and blood had also been completely absorbed.

They became two human skins.

"Oh my, an old man..."

From the house next door, Aunt Chen's house, heart-wrenching cries also came out.

Shi Qingyou and Shu Xuan scaled the wall and flew over, only to see Granny Chen kneeling on the ground, crying in a daze, while Grandpa Chen had become nothing more than a human skin.

“You… are Qingyou…”

When she saw someone flying over, Aunt Chen's face was filled with terror, but when she saw that it was Shi Qingyou...

Only then did I feel relieved.

"Qingyou, what brings you here?"

She wiped the tears from her face and looked at Shi Qingyou with pleading eyes.

“I heard the noise and came to check on you. Please accept my condolences, Aunt Chen.”

Shi Qingyou reached out and patted her shoulder gently.

"Ok!"

Aunt Chen nodded sadly. What could she do now? This was all she could do.

"Auntie, we're leaving now! Here's some silver for you to keep on your side!"

Shi Qingyou took some silver and stuffed it into Aunt Chen's hand.

"No, no!"

Aunt Chen quickly waved her hand, not wanting to accept so much silver.

"The uncle is dead, and the aunt is busy too. These are turbulent times, and it's not convenient for the aunt to do anything alone. Just take it!"

Aunt Chen couldn't argue with her, so she had to give up.

Shi Qingyou and Shu Xuan came out of Aunt Chen's house, both of them with very solemn expressions.

"Shu Xuan, have you detected a trace of demonic energy?"

Shi Qingyou asked aloud.

“I couldn’t detect it, I couldn’t even feel it in the bodies of those corpses.”

Shu Xuan frowned and said softly.

"Yes, it's really strange, but I'm convinced it's related to Qingmei."

"You mean... the fox spirit from your old house?"

Shu Xuan asked.

"It's her. I always felt that these things were related to her."

Shi Qingyou looked at the trees on one side, which were still thriving, but the town was filled with an aura of death.

"I had already drained her cultivation, so she no longer possessed any magic!"

Shu Xuan frowned; he still remembered very well what he had done.

“I know, but she… don’t you think it’s very strange that she didn’t return to her original form even after all her cultivation was taken away?”

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