Behind the two men, three burly men, bound hand and foot, were beaten black and blue. They had already been beaten up before, but their injuries were made even more serious by the victim's family.

The people beating them were not only the scholar's family members, but also the families of those who had died a few days earlier.

Seeing the scene displayed by Master Su, they could easily guess the fate of their loved ones. Overwhelmed with rage, they struck even harder.

But as they were fighting, someone suddenly noticed that the texture of their weapon was wrong; it seemed to have hardened considerably, as if they had hit a rock.

Suspicious, he stopped what he was doing and looked down, only to find that he wasn't hitting a person at all, but rather a blue-faced, fanged drought demon.

Once the first person discovered it, a second person quickly followed.

The burly man, transformed into a drought demon, opened his mouth full of fangs and bit the nearest person. Upon seeing the terrifying drought demon up close, that person could no longer help but scream in agony.

Just as the drought demon was about to bite his neck, a flash of silver light appeared, and a hideous head fell off the drought demon's neck.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Shenglin swiftly and decisively dealt with the three newly transformed drought demons.

The screams stopped abruptly. Realizing how dangerous the situation had been, the victims' families, who had just been in a state of outrage, quickly retreated.

They just exchanged a few puzzled glances.

'You killed them?'

'No, they were still alive when I attacked them.'

'Could it be that we killed them together?'

As we all know, drought demons are corpses that have undergone transformation after death. So how did these three people suddenly become drought demons?

Dong Zhile had the same question, so he whispered to Su Xingze, "Master Su, what... what's going on with them?"

Su Xingze and Zhang Shenglin examined the body on the ground and quickly came to a conclusion.

"They have too much corpse poison in their bodies. Because of the injury, the balance in their bodies was broken, which is why they suddenly mutated into drought demons."

Everyone knows how the corpse poison came about.

"Serves him right! He got what he deserved!"

"Fortunately, Master Su and Zhang Wuwei discovered what they were doing, otherwise..."

Thinking back to how these three burly men had acted as if nothing had happened while they were together, if Zhang Wuwei and his men hadn't discovered what they were doing, they would have suddenly turned into drought demons in the crowd.

The cursing grew even louder.

Su Xingze didn't care about the insults; after all, they weren't directed at him or Xiao Qilin.

He beckoned to Dong Zhile and another minor official, and slipped three talismans to Dong Zhile.

"You all need to dispose of these three drought demon corpses and keep a close watch on them to prevent any further problems."

After giving his instructions, he asked Dong Zhile where the carriage belonging to Master Cai, who ran the martial arts school, was. Upon receiving the answer, he and Xiao Qilin went straight there.

The townspeople made way for them, and some, seeing that the two didn't seem to be taking a walk, followed them to Master Cai's carriage.

A tall, middle-aged man sat in front of the carriage. He was strong and tall, and when he sat there, he was like a wall.

Is this Master Cai?

Su Xingze looked at him curiously. This Master Cai's aura was not like that of an ordinary martial artist. He should be a martial artist who had condensed his qi and blood.

However, compared to other martial artists, his aura was weaker, as if he was carrying old injuries.

"Master Cai," Su Xingze said, his eyes crinkling, "can we see your son?"

Master Cai's pupils contracted as he looked down at the two young boys.

The young men were young, but quite capable, and he dared not underestimate them.

"I'm sorry, Master Su, my son is unwell and should not leave the carriage."

Su Xingze seemed not to have noticed his refusal and maintained a smiling expression.

“It’s alright if you can’t leave the carriage. We can go up and see him. It just so happens that Elder Qin and I have learned a little bit of medicine. Maybe we can help you see where Young Master Cai is feeling unwell.”

Master Cai narrowed his eyes, a hint of ferocity appearing on his resolute face. However, he glanced at the knife-wielding youth next to the young talisman master, while two constables in the crowd kept glancing at them.

He paused for a moment, pulling back one foot as if to make way for a superior, and suddenly raised the whip in his hand.

Just as the whip was about to strike the horse's rump, Zhang Shenglin suddenly leaped up, his knife still sheathed, and knocked the whip from Master Cai's hand before gracefully landing on the carriage.

He raised his hand to block Master Cai's falling fist, and then kicked Master Cai in the chest. Master Cai, a veteran of many battles, immediately dodged.

But he was just feinting; he kicked the carriage door, shattering the wooden door into pieces.

Master Cai: "Han'er!"

But it was too late. Without the wooden door to shield them, everyone could see Mr. Cai's youngest son, who was supposedly unwell, inside the car.

The creature sitting against the wall inside the vehicle was not a person at all, but a terrifying drought demon.

He was probably originally a boy, and even after becoming a drought demon, he only looked as big as an average adult. Such a thin drought demon should be considered malnourished among drought demon groups.

The little drought demon was tightly bound by ropes made of the sinews of an unknown animal, and its mouth was gagged, forcing it to open wide so that it could not close its mouth. Even so, the drought demon struggled wildly after smelling the human scent, trying to taste the delicious food that was right in front of it.

Su Xingze smiled wryly: "Master Cai, this is your so-called unwell son."

Master Cai fell silent.

The townspeople were shocked by what they saw, and after the shock came fear and anger.

The drought demon was so close to them that once it broke free, the carriage wouldn't be able to hold it back at all, and they had been in danger all this time.

"You...you actually kept a drought demon in your car!"

Leaving their homes and risking their lives to escape, the hardships of their journey had already put these townspeople under immense pressure.

But today they suddenly discovered that among the people who fled with them, there were three beasts that ate the corpses of their own kind, and those infected with corpse poison would turn into drought demons. One of them even raised a drought demon, completely disregarding their safety.

"Are you trying to kill us?!"

Master Cai looked a little ashamed and explained, "I pulled out his teeth and nails, tied him up with python tendons, and I kept him under control. He won't go out and harm people."

"Han'er is locked up well, and he no longer has the strength to attack anyone."

Su Xingze shook his head, disgusted by his naive idea.

Zhang Shenglin's voice was icy: "A lion is still a lion even if it is chained up. Even if you pull out the drought demon's teeth, cut off its nails, and raise it as a pet, it will never become a human."

“He didn’t harm anyone, is that not enough?” Master Cai asked, his expression filled with sorrow.

Su Xingze noticed that the gag in the drought demon's mouth had become slightly deformed. He pointed to the gag and said, "Look, the tooth you pulled out has grown back. Do you really think you can keep it under control forever?"

"You say it doesn't harm anyone, do you really think it doesn't harm anyone?"

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