Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

The flat-headed Taoist priest left, and the three Taoist nuns also left. The foot of Mount Tai was deserted and quiet, with no pedestrians for a long time. After nightfall, the fox's fairy abode was left with only a ghostly aura.

Chen Ruoan lived deep within the Yaoyue Immortal Abode on Aolai Peak, but the sound of cannons would occasionally ring in his ears. The dull, heavy sounds echoed through the forest and valleys, disturbing his peace of mind.

The battlefield seemed to be drawing ever closer, and the noise of war outside made it difficult to even maintain the tranquility of a peaceful place for cultivation.

With no one in the mountains and the incense burning sparsely, continuing to wait in vain is not a solution.

Chen Ruoan opened his mouth and summoned a wisp of Yin Qi, calling the five ghosts to stand before the steps. He said in a deep voice, "Now that the Immortal Abode is complete, my cultivation has also gradually improved. The promise I made to you back then has come to be fulfilled."

"Where do you all come from? Let me take you on a journey through your homeland."

The five ghosts exchanged glances, then knelt down and kowtowed. Their bodies trembled slightly with a faint mist, filled with gratitude, yet none of them dared to utter a word in response.

Chen Ruoan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?"

The leader of the five demons replied in a trembling voice, "Master, we are filled with fear!"

"With war raging outside and us having been away from our homeland for decades, who knows what our families and homeland will be like when we return?"

The Five Ghosts are not simply "the closer to home, the more timid they become," they are simply too afraid to face the shattered reality.

"Let's go back and take one last look, to put an end to this regret. You can't all live like ghosts from now on, can you?"

Chen Ruoan patted Ghost Boss on the shoulder and said, "The eldest brother should set an example."

"That won't do."

Why?

My hometown is in Sichuan.

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It's really far, almost spanning the entire length of China. You'd need some really strong winds to fly there.

Chen Ruoan inquired about each of the five ghosts, and found that the fourth ghost's house was the closest to Mount Tai.

The fourth brother, whose real name was Jiang Gui, was different from his four brothers. He was a person with Qi, skilled in finding acupoints and veins, and also knew some Feng Shui layout.

Jiang Gui's family lived in a rural area on the outskirts of Suzhou. He had a son, a kind-looking man who was now a father.

"Suzhou is a good place."

Three days later, Chen Ruoan rode the clouds and wind, soaring across the sky and heading towards Suzhou City.

By the time he gathered his Qi and landed, it was already late at night.

The summer night breeze is gentle, carrying the refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers from the fields and ponds, along with the scent of grass and trees along the ridges. The croaking of frogs rises and falls in the night, making the countryside even more tranquil.

Sparse stars hung in the sky, and the pale moon was bathed in thin clouds. Its clear light spread across the fields and ridges, and occasionally fireflies flitted around the cattails by the pond.

In the countryside untouched by the war, one can still see such a gentle night.

"Master, my home is still a long way to go, but I really dare not ask you to fly there," Jiang Gui said somewhat fearfully, his yin energy swirling around the fox's side.

Following Jiang Gui's directions, Chen Ruoan stepped across the wetlands by the pond and headed towards the village.

Before long, the fragrance of lotus blossoms in the wind was overwhelmed by a strong fishy smell.

"It smells so good... Ugh, it smells so strong, like blood."

Chen Ruoan sniffed lightly, following the scent.

In the depths of the night, only a few scattered lights could be seen, flickering in the deathly silence.

Upon closer inspection, a scene of utter devastation unfolded: the wooden doors of the village houses were all wide open, hanging crookedly on their hinges; the window frames were broken and tattered; and the bamboo fences of the courtyards were broken into several pieces, scattered haphazardly in the mud.

The ground was littered with corpses.

The elderly, women, children, and young men lay either at the gate of the courtyard or curled up against the wall. Dark red blood soaked through the bluestone slabs in front of the gate, seeped into the mud and congealed into a dark brown, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"Don't panic." Chen Ruoan noticed Jiang Gui's unusual behavior and comforted him, while also checking the wounds on the corpse.

The wounds on the bodies were strange; they were holes pierced by hard objects, but they didn't look like gunshot wounds. Several of the victims had been strangled to death.

"Master, this can't be... can't be..." Jiang Gui couldn't even string together a complete sentence.

Chen Ruoan transformed into human form, opened the umbrella behind him, and then heard a sudden snoring sound.

A deafening snore emanated from a kitchen reeking of lingering stench. Pushing open the door, one found the stove fire long extinguished, grease mixed with bloodstains clinging to the edge, and a man curled up on a pile of firewood in the corner.

The man was tall and strong, with a fierce look in his eyes and a heavy, labored breathing.

Chen Ruoan's gaze fell upon him, but what first caught her eye was not his ferocious face, but the threads of fate that wrapped around his body.

The overwhelming threads of ill-fated relationships intertwined like venomous snakes, coiling around his limbs and torso.

This was the first time Chen Ruoan had ever seen such a situation.

It is simply unimaginable what kind of deep-seated hostility a person must harbor towards this world, or what kind of overwhelming murderous intent they must possess, to allow their own karma to become so entangled, resulting in this indescribable and bizarre appearance before the fox's eyes.

Chen Ruoan had no time to think it through. She channeled her Qi into her palm, revealing her true form as a fox claw that tore at the man.

A gust of wind arose, and the man seemed to sense it, rolling away to dodge, waking up from his deep sleep.

"Disturbing my peaceful sleep, I think you've had enough of living!"

The man extended one hand forward, about to make his move, but upon seeing a seductive face under the oil-paper umbrella, he immediately grinned and said, "No rush, you play with me first, let me have some fun."

hiccup~

Jiang Gui dared not get angry and whispered, "Master, your paper umbrella magic artifact seems to be malfunctioning."

"It's not that it's malfunctioning, it's that this umbrella is completely useless against him." The fox tucked the umbrella into its belly.

Should I say I'm unlucky or lucky, to encounter such a notorious figure on my very first trip down the mountain?

The man was bald and extremely ugly. His exposed abdomen and waist had many holes with dark blue talisman patterns next to them. Several mechanical whips were wrapped around his waist and twisted like snakes.

Liang Ting, nicknamed "White Owl," is a notorious villain whom even the "Quanxing" evil people openly admit to. He massacred the "Ink Tendon Soft Bone" lineage of his sect a few years ago. He is a grandmaster with both talismans and mechanisms.

This person suffered inhumane treatment in his childhood due to his ugly appearance. After mastering the skills, he began to take revenge in a frenzy, committing all kinds of evil deeds such as rape, kidnapping, and murder. He was a villain in his life, but his methods were so ruthless that his enemies were helpless.

"I said, come and play with me."

"I am a man," Chen Ruoan solemnly declared.

"It doesn't matter. Good-looking ones don't matter. I've already ruined some opera singers." Liang Ting was drunk, but when he was slightly distracted, he noticed the murderous aura emanating from the fox.

The combination of murderous intent and alluring fragrance made this dual-skilled grandmaster feel uneasy.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter if it's missing an arm or a leg, as long as it works."

Swish!

Liang Ting raised his hand and waved it, and the mechanism behind him shot out at lightning speed, attacking Chen Ruoan. The mechanism's "tentacles" wrapped around Chen Ruoan but failed to grab anything. Instead, a fox nimbly leaped and smoothly escaped through the gap.

"Oh, she's a vixen, hehehe."

Chen Ruoan jumped a few steps away.

Why do we have to play high-level matches at the Grandmaster level right from the start?

And that laugh is so disgusting...

The fox had never missed Zhang Zhiwei as much as it did today.