Fox Demon Cultivation Manual Chapter 3

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The scream came from the scholar who had stayed up all night reading.

The moment Song Ci realized it, he intentionally slowed down. The two disciples from Mo Yao Sect overtook him and broke down the door to enter the room.  

Even before he entered the room, he could smell the thick stench of blood in the air. Song Ci felt an ill sense of foreboding. 　

When he stepped into the room with Big Beard, Song Ci saw a badly mutilated corpse sprawled on the floor.

His attire was soaked in blood and had turned scarlet. It was casually discarded on one side. The corpse looked as if it had been skinned alive; the scene was both savage and terrifying.

Song Ci took a look and immediately turned his line of sight away, while Big Beard uttered a small cry of alarm.

The faces of two Mo Yao disciples turned ugly. One of them picked up the red apparel on the ground, put it under his nose, and smelled it. He then said to his Shixiong, "There is no smell. I'm afraid it's a human-turned-demon."

It was then Song Ci got a clear look and saw that the outfit was originally red and not soaked with blood as he had thought. Scrutinizing it, he noticed that this was the red dress worn by the maiden who was knocking on his door earlier. It seemed that maiden had also knocked on the door of this scholar's room, and he had met with misfortune after he opened the door for her.  

He shuddered at the thought that this woman had also knocked on his door earlier.

Blood had spilled all over the ground. There was hardly a clean spot left. Shidi closed two of his fingers together, and small rays of white light appeared at his fingertips. He pointed at the corpse on the ground, and the glow slowly floated as the bloodstain was gathered. Together with that wretched corpse, they vanished among the light.

"How audacious of this evil thing to create trouble right under our eyes. It's really arrogant." Shixiong said in a cold tone.

"You saw it. This has nothing to do with us." Big Beard took the chance to clarify.

Shixiong gave a snort and said, "That's hard to say. I think you guys are accomplices. Both of you stalled us in the courtyard to let this demon get its way here."

What he said was a little unreasonable. Song Ci jumped out and said, "No, no. If you had not insisted on attacking me earlier, you wouldn't have been unaware that the demon was harming others here. What's more, if we were really accomplices, we could have attacked you. There are only two of you, but there are three of us. Why would we be afraid of you?"

Big Beard pressed down on his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Why are you provoking him?"

"I'm not." Song Ci said with a blank look. "I'm just reasoning with him."

He took a quick glance and saw that the Mo Yao Shixiong's face had turned red with fury. In just a flash, he was already holding the sword in his hand. A greenish light surrounded him, and he gritted his teeth so hard that a grinding sound could be heard. "You brazen little demon, I'd just like to see how you are going to attack me!"

Song Ci felt like he needed to explain himself, "You misunderstood……"

"Stop talking nonsense with him. Hurry and go!" Big Beard grabbed his arm and yanked it.

Everything became a blur in front of his eyes. Song Ci could only feel as if he was dragged by someone and swung around in circles. When he stopped, he discovered that he was still in the scholar's room, except that the two Mo Yao disciples were no longer there.

He cast a puzzled look at Big Beard around him. "Where are those two?"　

"I created two dummies as a smokescreen. They went to chase after the dummies and won't be coming back for a while." Big Beard stretched himself and yawned, "It's not time yet. I can't let them ruin my matters. This is so troublesome."

"Your matters? What matters?” Song Ci took two steps back and warily increased the distance between them. “Are you in cahoots with the demon here?"

"You little demon is too heartless. I saved your life earlier." Big Beard saw his action and pretended to be sad as he pointed to his face full of beard and asked, "Do I look like a bad guy?"

"In any case, you don't look like one of the good guys." Song Ci answered honestly.

"You sure are a glib talker." He said in a huff. Saying so, he raised his hand and tore away the beard on his face, revealing an attractive face. At the same time, his fingers grew more slender, and his skin gradually whitened.

In the blink of an eye, the rugged Big Beard had turned into a handsome man. He pulled out a hair ribbon at random and tied up his long hair with it. He smiled brilliantly at Song Ci and asked, "How about now? I look like a good guy now, right?"

Song Ci was shocked at first, but then he felt that this man kind of looked familiar. His long hair was not ink black like others, but a dark red color, which somehow seemed to be seductive.

"You…" Song Ci couldn't understand his action. "Why did you dress up like that?"

"The demon in this inn hate those with good looks. If I hadn't dressed like that, she would have knocked my door down." The handsome man replied.

Song Ci, "……" He could not really think of anything to refute him.

"Little ​demon,​ you look a little strange." He ​stroked his chin ​as he sized Song Ci ​up. ​​He asked thoughtfully, "Why are you here? ​Are you a domestic or wild demon? Do you have a name?"

"My ​humble self's