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Sister Tiger's injuries require rest.
After discussing with the fox, Xing Ruyi asked Ling'er’s mother to find a house for rent in town, and surprisingly, the caretaker of the house was a weasel!
One can imagine the shock and panic on the weasel's face when it saw Ling'er’s mother leading a Nine-Tailed Fox and a White Tiger to rent a place. Fortunately, this weasel was quite knowledgeable and did not show fear in front of Ling'er’s mother. Only after she left did it hurriedly bow.
"Though immortals dwell among mortals, they certainly do not engage in any unrighteous acts, nor do they violate the rules of this world. I wonder what brings the Qingqiu Supreme Deity here?"
"Oh, it's nothing serious; we just came to rent a house."
It was quite unexpected for Xing Ruyi to encounter a monster while renting a house. Seeing the weasel's flustered expression, she touched her nose and quietly asked the fox, "This weasel doesn’t seem like a bad one."
"Just as there are good and bad people, there are also good and bad monsters," the fox replied, raising an eyebrow. "His cultivation level is not shallow."
"How not shallow?"
"Anyone who has cultivated for over five hundred years can be considered not shallow. At least by this time, they can freely change their appearance. However, regardless of how they transform, their original form is still visible."
"Yes, yes, yes. The monsters in this world are only as good-looking as your fox clan." Whenever it came to matters of appearance, the fox always looked down on other monsters. Even Sister Tiger, in its eyes, was merely benefiting from the good genes of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. Otherwise, given the robust and rugged appearance of the White Tiger clan, even if born a daughter, she probably wouldn't be very attractive.
The fox had always been vain; Xing Ruyi couldn’t be bothered to argue with it. Turning around, she waved at the weasel and asked, "Do you have a name?"
"In response to your ladyship, my surname is Huang, and my name is Huang Shulang."
"Huang Shulang? You don’t shy away from your true form at all?"
"My true form is that of a biological father raised by my mother; how could I avoid it even if I wanted to? Moreover, I chose this name simply for ease of remembrance." The weasel smiled slightly and lowered its head. "Though I am a weasel, my name consists of three characters: Huang for weasel, Shu for reading books, and Lang simply means 'young man.' Huang-Shu-Lang!"
"It certainly rolls off the tongue better than calling you 'weasel.' However, I can't keep calling you that; it's somewhat impolite. If you don't mind, may I call you A-Lang?"
Weasel smiled lightly again, and before answering, Xing Ruyi was pulled back by the long hand extended by the fox.
"I disagree!"
"Why?" Xing Ruyi raised an eyebrow, looking at the resistance in the fox's eyes. "I think the name A-Lang is quite nice."
"Too intimate!" The fox casually dismissed with four words: "Change it again!"
"No need to trouble yourself, madam. Just call me Huang San."
"Are you the third in your family?"
"It's not about the order of birth, but rather that I learned to speak late. If we use human calculations, I probably only started talking around the age of three, so people in my clan called me Huang San. After my initial cultivation was complete, I descended the mountain alone, not for the pleasures of this world, Wealth and Honor, but because I found the human world to be more lively. People are drawn to excitement."
"Then we'll call you Huang San! As for him, you already know him; he is my husband, so just call him Fox. This is Sister Tiger, my husband's cousin. The one she is holding is her Son, named Tiger. As for me, you can call me Fox Demon."
"You all come from Qingqiu, so I dare not be so presumptuous." Huang San said, cupping his hands in respect.
"If I say you should call me that, then just do it. Don't be misled by my husband's and cousin's origins from Qingqiu; they have no airs about them and are always friendly with various creatures. So there's no need to be afraid of him."
Xing Ruyi winked at the fox and then looked around.
"I think this house is quite nice; why is the rent so cheap? Is it because it's in the countryside?"
"Even if you don't ask, I was planning to tell you. This house has some issues."
"Issues! What issues?"
“Haunted!”
Huang San casually threw out those two words.
“Haunted! What kind of ghost is causing a ruckus?” Xing Ruyi leaned in with interest, “Is it a male ghost or a female ghost, a black ghost or a red ghost, an old one or a young one?”
Huang San had never seen a mortal woman so intrigued by ghosts. He looked at Xing Ruyi and quietly took a few steps back, then carefully examined her again. Although he couldn't discern anything particularly special about her, the fact that the Azure Hill Nine-Tailed Fox married her as his wife and the White Tiger recognized her as Sister-in-law indicated that this mortal was certainly not ordinary.
Huang San did not want to stir up any trouble. He bowed slightly and replied, “I heard it’s an elderly woman.”
“Hmm…” Xing Ruyi pondered over those two words, “So you haven’t seen her yourself.”
“Huang San’s true form is known to the lady. While it can be concealed from these mortals, it cannot be hidden from wandering souls and wild ghosts. Although Huang San has no intention of making things difficult for them, they probably sensed the aura on Huang San from afar and fled, daring not to linger around.”
“That’s true; after all, a Vengeful Spirit is still no match for a demon. If they encounter one, they would likely just end up being tormented. However, this is something that cannot reach the ears of the one in charge of the underworld.” Xing Ruyi blinked and asked again, “Since you know this place is Haunted, you should also know what has happened in this house, right? It’s still early, and I’m not sleepy at all. Why don’t you tell me a story?”
“If the lady wishes to hear it, Huang San will gladly share. However, please wait a moment while I return home to fetch some things.”
“Do you need props to tell your story?”
“Not props!” Huang San shook his head with a smile. “This house may be good, but it has been uninhabited for many years. The items inside, even if usable, need to be cleaned thoroughly. Although Huang San is temporarily residing here, I still have some supplies on hand that can quench thirst and satisfy hunger.”
“If you don’t bring anything, I honestly won’t feel thirsty myself.” Xing Ruyi turned to look at Sister Tiger. “After all this commotion, Tiger Child hasn’t had a drop to drink either.”
“Tiger Child is fine.”
Sister Tiger’s complexion was still somewhat pale; she looked weak and weary, resembling someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
"Huang San, you are a demon and have lived here for quite some time. Do you know of anything that can help Sister Tiger nourish her body?" Xing Ruyi searched her mind for information. "I do know some things, but they are time-consuming and labor-intensive to find. I'm afraid Sister Tiger may not be able to wait."
Huang San thought for a moment and replied, "Madam, there is no need to worry. Huang San knows where to find what you seek. Please wait here with Supreme Deity; I will return shortly."
"Huang San!" Xing Ruyi called out to him and sincerely expressed her gratitude, "Thank you!"
"Madam, you need not be so polite. Since we are both demons, we should look out for each other when we are out in the world," Huang San said.
Huang San took about two hours for his trip. When he returned, he bore some scratches on his body. Xing Ruyi was not foolish; just by looking at Huang San's disheveled appearance, she knew he must have fought with another demon, and that opponent's cultivation level must have been considerable. Otherwise, Huang San would not have been injured so badly.
Xing Ruyi felt a bit guilty.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were going to catch a demon for Sister Tiger?" Xing Ruyi approached Huang San and examined the wounds on his body closely. "I don't mean to blame you; rather, I want to thank you. However, you shouldn't have kept it from us. If you were going to catch demons, you could have brought me and the fox along; it would be better than facing it alone."
"It's just a trivial matter; how could I trouble Supreme Deity? Huang San can handle it by himself," Huang San said as he stretched out his hand, causing several differently colored orbs to float into the air. Sister Tiger glanced at Huang San and nodded at him before opening her mouth and swallowing all the orbs. Although she didn't feel anything particularly magical about them, Sister Tiger's complexion did improve significantly compared to before.
"Huang San, today I owe you a favor. If there is ever a need for me in the future, feel free to seek me out," Sister Tiger said as she plucked a strand of her hair and transformed it into an exquisite ornament, handing it to Huang San. He hesitated slightly but accepted it nonetheless.
"You need not take this matter to heart. To put it bluntly, Huang San was merely seeking an excuse for his actions under the guise of helping others. These demons have caused trouble here for a long time. Previously, although I intended to eliminate them, I was repeatedly thwarted by my own concerns. Today, I finally made up my mind. To be honest, the feeling of ridding the world of harm is quite good!"
Huang San then took out some utensils and snacks. Once the aroma of tea filled the room and the snacks were arranged neatly, he finally turned his gaze toward Xing Ruyi's face.
"Madam, would you like to hear the story of this old residence?"
Xing Ruyi nodded.
"When you arrived, did you notice a crooked peach tree outside the courtyard gate?"
"Got it!"
"Did the lady notice that there is a well under that crooked Peach Tree?"
"A well?"
Xing Ruyi searched carefully and vaguely remembered some stones and rubble piled under the Peach Tree, but she hadn't paid attention to whether there was a well cover. However, it was quite normal for a rural area to have a well at the entrance.
"The haunting of this old house is related to that well." Huang San straightened up. "The original owner of this old house had the surname Ding and came from outside. Later, he opened a tea shop in Town, and business was quite good, so he chose to build his residence here.
One night, Ding Shopkeeper's Son got up in the middle of the night due to an urgent need. As he was about to return to bed to continue sleeping, he heard a voice."
"What kind of voice?"
Xing Ruyi held her breath and asked.
"The sound of knocking on the door! At first, it was very light, as if hesitant. But after a few knocks, the sound became urgent, even louder and louder, until Ding Shopkeeper's Son could hear the buzzing sound made by his own door being knocked hard."
As soon as Huang San finished speaking, Xing Ruyi heard someone lightly tapping on her own door, so she looked up at the fox.
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