Chapter 11: Fox Demon Soul

The fate of tragedy is always surprisingly similar.

After the red fox was born with intelligence, it has been practicing in the mountains.

The demon race practices slowly, more than ten times slower than the human race favored by heaven and earth. The red fox practiced for decades before it could transform into a human form and named itself Hu Jiuniang.

The fate turned ten years ago.

The poor scholar Feng Zhen went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. When he passed through the mountains and forests, he rescued Hu Jiuniang from the trap and released her.

In order to repay her kindness, Hu Jiuniang collected elixirs and found gold and silver from the mountains, secretly helping Feng Zhen to overcome poverty.

He failed the imperial examination three times in six years.

Feng Zhen was discouraged and turned to doing business in Luojing.

About three years ago, Feng Zhen's business failed greatly, and Hu Jiuniang stole the fox clan's treasure Mingyue Baoyu to help him overcome the difficulties.

Feng Zhen accidentally discovered Hu Jiuniang's figure, was obsessed with her beauty, swore to the sky with sweet words, and finally got married.

Things are generally perfect here, but it's a pity that people's hearts are fickle.

Su Yuner, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, was obsessed with jade. After hearing the name of Mingyue Baoyu, she often visited him to appreciate it.

After a while, Su Yuner and Feng Zhen fell in love with each other.

Hu Jiuniang didn't care about it, but gave birth to a daughter for Feng Zhen.

The Minister of Rites looked down on merchants and required Feng Zhen to have an official position before he would marry his daughter to him.

The officials of the Dagan Dynasty were extraordinary and could not be appointed lightly. Officials with high rank would affect the fortune of the court and practice the method of fortune.

Feng Zhen himself was a juren, and he barely met the requirements for being an official. He spent all his family wealth and finally got a vacancy for the county magistrate some time ago, only lacking the court's merits.

The gentry and the gentry built bridges and roads, accumulated good deeds, and helped the poor, all of which were merits.

If the merits met the standards and there were official vacancies in the court, they would be selected first.

Feng Zhen is already over 30 years old, and he doesn't have time to accumulate merits bit by bit. Su Yun'er can't wait for a few years either, and must quickly make great contributions to the court.

Until a few days ago, a Taoist cast a spell to bring down heavy rain, which caused a huge shock.

The capital strictly investigates hidden demons, and the court promises generous rewards and encourages the people to report and expose.

Feng Zhen saw that the county magistrate's opportunity was about to be lost, and he was anxious and cruelly reported Hu Jiuniang and her daughter to the Kyoto government office.

Hu Jiuniang was making her daughter happy, and the immortal master of the Demon Slaying Division descended from the sky and threw her and her daughter into the prison.

Disheartened and heartbroken, dying under Zhou Yi's knife became a relief.

"It's pitiful, sad, and lamentable."

Zhou Yi has seen many tragedies in the Demon Slaying Division, and he understands more and more why the law prohibits human demons and human ghosts from falling in love.

Ninety-nine percent of them are tragedies, and very few have a happy ending.

The widely circulated love stories make people only see the beauty. From a professional perspective, it is called: survivor bias.

Most of the human-demon romances accepted by the world eventually have the intervention of the true immortal Buddha.

Hu Jiuniang's soul, which was on the verge of breaking, seemed to hear Zhou Yi's sigh and sent out a wave of fluctuations.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

"I promise you."

Hu Jiuniang begged Zhou Yi to save her daughter Feng Yuer's life, at least to keep her soul alive and reincarnate.

The torture instruments of the Demon Slayer Division can destroy the soul, and the prison has a soul-refining formation. The demons who died here are completely shattered.

The demon soul trembled slightly, and could no longer maintain it, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating.

"It's a bit sentimental, but I hope it's not too late."

Zhou Yi took a wisp of blood from Hu Jiuniang's remains, blew it gently and it drifted away with the wind, blending into the breath of the torture room.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a similar breath.

He sneaked in with the wind, looking for the breath and tracking.

The Tiangang magic of calling the wind and rain allowed Zhou Yi's understanding of the wind and water methods to reach the realm of changing at will.

This wind-breathing technique was of very low grade and was acquired from a rebel of the Wind and Thunder Sect. Its original function was to blow poison powder into the wind, causing people to be poisoned silently.

After Zhou Yi realized how to call the wind and rain, he combined it with the tracking technique and deduced a new wonderful use.

He left a magical phantom on the spot, and his figure flashed, and his real body had already escaped from the cell.

Bing Jiusan Prison.

The blood aura showed that Feng Linger was inside.

Zhou Yi remembered the errands sent by the lieutenant in the morning. There was no Bing Jiusan Prison in the Jiazi Section, so there should be other prisoners inside.

The walker token was inserted into the keyhole, and the prison door slowly opened.

Wang Erniu, the prisoner of the Dingzi Section, was coaxing the child to stop crying, because he really couldn't bring himself to kill him.

Hearing the sound of the cell door, he turned around and saw the demon with a fox head and a human body walking in. He subconsciously pulled the alarm bell, and his body softened and fainted.

There was a three or four-year-old girl imprisoned in the cell. She looked cute and lovely, with two tear marks on her pink cheeks. Anyone who saw her would feel distressed.

"Fortunately, she is a novice, otherwise I would have been too late."

Zhou Yi had no eyes for the little girl, only the white-haired fox, and pointed a finger at the white fox's forehead.

Soul-stealing!

The white fox's soul was pulled out of the body little by little, wrapped by magic power to prevent it from being eroded and impacted by the evil spirit.

"This is the only thing I can do. It is absolutely impossible to release the demon privately."

Zhou Yi hid the demon soul in his sleeves, and the magic power washed the unconscious prisoner several times, clearing the evil spirit in his body, and returned to cell No. 7 quietly.

Wang Erniu woke up from his coma, feeling indescribably relaxed all over his body, without any loss.

He found that the fox demon was dead, but the demon body was still there, so he gave up the idea of ​​reporting to the captain.

...

Prison No. 7.

Zhou Yi released the white fox demon soul.

Feng Linger saw Hu Jiuniang and immediately rushed over, but unfortunately she rushed into nothingness.

嘤嘤嘤——

Feng Linger's voice was shrill and mournful, and it kept passing through her mother's body.

"You and she are dead. When the ten-year period is up, you can leave the prison with me."

There are three reasons why Zhou Yi saved Feng Ling'er's soul.

First, because of Hu Jiuniang's experience, the demon illustrations did not react, and it was obvious that she had never harmed anyone.

Second, Feng Ling'er was young and had half human blood in her body.

Third, on the day of the heavy rain in Kyoto, Zhou Yi happened to be using the wind and rain, which to a certain extent accelerated Hu Jiuniang's tragic ending.

嘤嘤嘤——

Feng Ling'er had suffered a drastic change, and she could not listen to what Zhou Yi said. She kept chirping and tried to wake Hu Jiuniang up.

"Seal!"

Zhou Yi sealed Feng Ling'er's soul and hid it in his sleeves. His temperament changed and he became a hunchbacked old prisoner again.

After living in the prison for seven years, Zhou Yi was usually in a half-dead state, with a dying breath and old age, as if he had reached the limit of his life.

The new torturers all thought that Zhou Yi would not be able to get up one day, but they didn't know that he had sent away more than a dozen colleagues.

It went on and on, and in the end Zhou Yi was barely alive.

The demon-slaying lieutenants took turns on duty for more than a dozen days. Affected by the spell of hiding, they could not remember how long Zhou Yi had been here. They only remembered that he was a skilled torturer.

The appearance of the little fox Feng Ling'er did not bring much disturbance to the life of the torture room.

Zhou Yi only allowed Feng Ling'er to go out for a walk in the cell every day.

After experiencing the initial sadness, Feng Ling'er gradually returned to her active nature, asking Zhou Yi many strange questions, which made the boring life more interesting.

In order to maintain the stability of the demon soul, Zhou Yi killed demons every day and refined the demon souls into pure soul power for Feng Ling'er to devour and refine.

Hundreds of demons died in the Demon Slaying Prison every day, and the difference of one or two demon souls could be completely ignored.

Feng Linger's demon soul became more and more solid as she swallowed pure soul power every day.

One year later.

Feng Linger's soul almost became a solid soul body, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake with the naked eye. Touching the snow-white fur made it soft and smooth.