The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

The person flew away.

In almost a half-breath, she experienced what it felt like to take off.

When Bai Qian was flying with her before, she was somewhat restrained. Although they often bumped into walls, it was at least within an acceptable range.

But now...

Pei Huan felt as if her heart had been squeezed by an invisible hand in that instant, making it impossible for her to even breathe. She lost consciousness and could only instinctively hug the thing closest to her: the girl's fair thigh.

The moonlit air currents shot straight up into the sky.

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The flight was indeed fast, but that was only possible because the route was known.

The problem was that Bai Qian wasn't very good at recognizing the route, which meant that although they flew fast, the time they spent wasn't as short as they had imagined. By the time the three of them landed, it was already close to dusk.

The tips of her shoes lightly touched the ground. Bai Qian was wearing a light blue dress, which Pei Huan had also prepared for her. As she landed lightly on the ground, she seemed as ethereal as a fairy, if one ignored the thing she was holding on her lap.

Lingxi landed behind Bai Qian. She didn't rely on Bai Qian, but flew solely using her own magic. Bai Qian's method of flying was very simple; she simply relied on water vapor to support them, thus achieving the effect of flight.

The actual effect is probably not very good, after all, the method used is too rudimentary. If someone else were to do it, the flight speed would probably be considered good if it could keep up with the floating clouds.

However, it was Bai Qian who cast this spell, which meant that no matter how simple the technique, when the supporting power was strong enough...

This is probably what they mean by "the strength is so great that the brick flies."

Faced with simple, unadorned power, all techniques seem pale and powerless.

After landing on the ground, Bai Qian was not in a hurry, but waited for the dizzy Pei Huan for a while.

Watching her sway as she stood up, I tiptoed and tapped her forehead with my fingertip.

The cold fingers brought Pei Huan back to her senses, and she looked around.

There was a lake nearby, and in the twilight, the entire lake was like a huge mirror, reflecting the dim yellow of the sky.

"We've already arrived?" Fei was completely dazed; if he flew any longer, he figured he'd lose his soul.

"Hmm." Seeing that Pei Huan was alright, Bai Qian turned to look around.

The first thing I saw was the lake, but what was even more striking than the lake itself was the village nestled beside it. At dusk, wisps of smoke rose from the village chimneys, and some villagers were going in and out of the village.

"What's that?" Pei Huan also noticed the village and was subconsciously puzzled.

Tianhe Lake is Qinglang's residence, so what is this village?

She had never heard of the village next to Qinglang's residence before. It was something that seemed off from the first glance.

"Let's go take a look," Bai Qian replied casually.

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The situation in the village was not quite what Pei Huan had imagined. According to Pei Huan's imagination, the village near Tianhe Lake should not only be filled with bitterness and hatred, but also have a difficult life. It should not be full of demons, but it should not be too bad either.

Too far from heaven, too close to Qinglang?

But as soon as the three entered the village, they were surrounded by the villagers. Instead of being hostile, the villagers were quite enthusiastic and asked them what their purpose was.

They didn't reveal their purpose immediately, only saying that they came from Changcheng Prefecture and wanted to visit Tianhe Lake.

As a result, they received a warm welcome, and were even inexplicably told that they would be treated to a late-night snack.

Looking up at the gradually darkening sky outside, Pei Huan still stared warily at the table full of dishes in front of her; something just didn't seem right.

"I feel like something's wrong," she said softly, watching Bai Qian, who had already started eating.

This group of villagers was clearly acting strangely; their enthusiasm was unusually high.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian simply picked up her chopsticks, took a slice of tender fish, and put it in her mouth.

"The taste is fine." The fish slices have a smooth texture.

“Indeed.” Lingxi, who was standing next to him, nodded in agreement.

Seeing the two of them, Pei Huan nodded with some doubt, picked up her chopsticks, and also picked up a slice of fish, still hesitating.

Her intuition told her that these villagers were not normal, but since Master Qian said there was no problem, then there was no problem.

Hesitantly, he put the fish slice into his mouth, his eyes brightening slightly.

It really tasted good, or rather, it was too tender; it practically melted in your mouth.

Just as I subconsciously wanted to pick up another piece.

My mind suddenly went blank for a moment, as if it had blacked out.

She paused, looking at Bai Qian who was constantly feeding fish slices into her small mouth. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but her chaotic mind couldn't muster any motivation.

"I've been tricked." The thought came to her subconscious, but whose trick? She didn't think about it any further.

He felt dizzy and lost consciousness, collapsing onto the table.

Bai Qian watched Pei Huan faint, blinked, caught the fish slice that fell from her chopsticks, and put it into her own mouth.

"How do we deal with those things outside?" Lingxi asked, resting her chin on her hand, as she picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in her mouth. She glanced at the door and asked. As Pei Huan slumped onto the table, strange, ghostly noises seemed to appear outside the previously peaceful room.

Bai Qian tilted her head and put a piece of shredded meat into her mouth.

"Let's talk after eating."

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Volume 1: Chapter 209, She looked down upon the world with indifference.

"Sir, you're wearing too many clothes, it's a bit hot. Why don't you take some off?"

"You won't take it off? Then don't blame me!"

In his sleep, Pei Huan mumbled some remarks that sounded like insubordination.

Bai Qian, who was searching for the remaining fish slices in the fish soup with her chopsticks, glanced at the girl's delicate profile as she leaned on the table. Some glistening liquid was still on her cheek, which was touching the table, and it was dripping from her lips.

Bai Qian poked the person's face with her chopsticks, drew an X on her face, and then ignored her.

Outside the house, faint, eerie sounds could be heard one after another, as if something was waiting outside.

"Tsk, not very well-behaved." Lingxi rested her chin on her hand, looking out the window at the gradually darkening sky.

She ate a few bites and then stopped, leaving the rest for Bai Qian.

There's something wrong with the food this time. If a normal person eats a few bites, they'll most likely end up like Pei Huan, fainting immediately.

Of course, it had no effect on her or Bai Qian. Rather, they sensed something was wrong the moment they saw the dishes, but it didn't matter to them at all.

"It tastes good." Bai Qian ate the last piece of fish.

She really likes eating fish, and what she just said to Pei Huan was indeed true; the taste was fine.

So the only problem is the taste.

"It doesn't seem like a demon; it's more like a ghost or something similar," Lingxi continued.

This refers to the villagers gathered outside at this time. The so-called warm hospitality is so obviously problematic that it's easy to see the problem at a glance.

Of course, neither he nor Bai Qian cared.

The biggest problems have been solved; what remains are not even problems.

The term "伥鬼" refers to people who are eaten by the mountain spirit, or tiger demon.

People who die become ghosts, and those who are eaten by the mountain king will become evil spirits after death, driven by the mountain king to deceive passersby and feed them to the mountain king.

The term "伥鬼" often refers to evil spirits driven by tiger demons, but in the current context, it is actually quite fitting.

Bai Qian didn't say anything and quietly finished eating the dishes on the table.

Perhaps the villagers outside were getting impatient, so they knocked lightly on the door, and a man's voice came from outside, cautious yet unable to suppress his excitement.

"Have the three guests finished their meal?"

Upon hearing this, Lingxi glanced outside the door.

"I'm satisfied. Thank you for your hospitality," she replied.

There was a sudden moment of silence outside the door.

Perhaps they never expected that a sound would suddenly come from inside the room.

After all, given what had just happened, all three people inside the room should have fainted by now.

After a moment of silence, perhaps realizing they had been exposed, the door to the room was finally pushed open.

A man wearing a short-sleeved shirt walked in, his face still showing a hesitant expression.

Upon seeing Bai Qian and the other person in the room, as well as Pei Huan sleeping on the table, Pei Huan asked him to confirm that the medicine he had given should be safe.

Or perhaps the other two didn't eat either?

He glanced at the clean dishes on the table.

That shouldn't be the case.

"What do you two think?" Although he was suspicious, he still forced himself to remain calm and asked.

There's no need to be afraid. After all, the area outside this house is full of his people. They'll swarm over at the slightest noise.

"So-so." That's Lingxi.

"I'm not full." That's Bai Qian.

Bai Qian looked at Ling Xi upon hearing this.

Lingxi winked at her.

"I know a really good restaurant, I'll take you there sometime."

"Okay." Bai Qian looked away and turned to the man in the short shirt.

"I'm not full," she repeated.

The man paused for a moment upon hearing this.

It was completely different from what I had expected. After all, I should have been facing a fierce counterattack from the two of them.

After thinking for a moment, he forced a smile and said.

"No problem, I'll have someone do it right away."

Despite saying that, he stood at the door without making a move.

The shadow beneath their feet shifted slightly.

He stared at the two people in the room, his face twitching strangely. His slightly hunched body trembled and moved slightly. It looked as if small insects were crawling under his dark skin. The candlelight burning in the room seemed to be blown out by the wind.

Behind him, a series of distorted figures quietly emerged, their greedy eyes fixed on the three people in the room.

"Master Qian, are you thirsty? I have some water here."

"Kiss me!" Pei Huan, who was sleeping next to him, was still saying some nonsensical things.

The strange atmosphere that had just formed around the man was instantly destroyed by someone.

After a moment of silence, he stopped pretending and looked in Bai Qian's direction.

“I don’t know why you two didn’t faint, but it doesn’t matter. You should regret it, regret not just fainting.” As he said this, three villagers with blank expressions walked in from the door behind him.

These villagers, like the men, had tiny insects crawling beneath their dark skin.

"Tell us now what you came here for, and perhaps your death won't be so painful." The man looked at Bai Qian and the other woman with a cold gaze, his face somewhat sinister.

Bai Qian poked Pei Huan with her chopsticks, and seeing her appearance, she simply used the chopsticks to shut her up, so that she wouldn't have to keep saying these nonsensical things.

Lingxi remained silent upon seeing this, but glistening water droplets rose from her hand, their purpose being to record what Pei Huan had just said.

Seeing that the two completely ignored him, the man's face twisted for a moment, and then he lowered his hand without hesitation.

Dark blue snake scales quietly emerged from beneath their skin, but their bodies did not swell as a result. Instead, they slowly shrank, their wrinkled skin clinging to their bones, their emaciated bodies now resembling demons.

The villagers, who seemed normal just a moment ago, transformed into demons from hell in the blink of an eye.

"Should we come and invite the two of you?" The man's sinister voice rang in my ears again.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian casually turned her head to look at him.