Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 168 Xiao Qing Strikes
Yanguan County.

Young Lady Qing walked confidently along the official road, this time on her own.

It is absolutely impossible to expect her to stay and cultivate in seclusion beneath West Lake.

While meditation, contemplation, cultivating magical power, and learning Taoist arts are certainly part of a practitioner's daily routine, they are not the daily routine of a minor demon.

After absorbing the innate purple energy of the Shangqing Sect, his realm and cultivation level both leaped several small steps, making him even more restless.

Xu Xuan hasn't had time to accompany Xiao Qing on her adventures lately, because his sword is gone.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are indeed good swords, but I don't know how to use them properly.

The Seven Stars Big Dipper Sword is, after all, a sword; it's quite effective whether you're slashing in turns or stabbing people in a sneaky way.

If you blindly swipe with both swords, you might hurt yourself in the process.

Without a suitable weapon, Xu was somewhat reluctant to go out.

Moreover, Yu Gong will be visiting Chongqi soon to learn from him.

As the most outstanding employee of the academy, he naturally couldn't get away from his duties.

Another reason is that after his trip to Guobei, he has accumulated even more karma, and the probability of encountering demons and monsters when he goes out is almost frighteningly high. He cannot easily leave Qiantang before he has figured out Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.

Left with no other choice, I could only transform into a heartless NPC in the Third Affiliated Hospital and give the little monster a simple task.

Go to Yanguan County and find Chen Hua to exchange pearls for the quest reward.

Ji's place of fortune might be very interesting, but unfortunately I don't want to go, and even if I wanted to now, I couldn't.

After all, carving words on that boulder, which is as big as a small mountain, would require a ladder.

The task could only be assigned to Xiaoqing, an unstaff member of the Third Affiliated Hospital.

After traversing mountains and valleys, we arrived in the county town in half a day.

Clever as she is, she certainly wouldn't rely on herself to find an ordinary person whose name she only knows; of course, she would head straight to the county government office.

After following Xu Xuan on several missions, Qing Guniang had already built up some connections. When she arrived at a destination, she handed over a plaque in a very professional manner.

Yes, she also managed to get a waist tag, which of course had the character "Xu" engraved on it.

"I'll go to Magistrate Shi and say I'm an old friend of Chong Qi."

When Magistrate Shi saw that Xiaoqing had come alone, he was naturally a little frightened. This girl was born with superhuman strength, had high martial arts skills, and was difficult to communicate with; she was not someone to be trifled with.

As intellectuals, we tend to be more resistant to those with whom we cannot communicate.

Who knew that this little monster had become quite knowledgeable over the past few months, and his conversation was not obscure at all.

"The fisherman Chen Hua, that's the one with the fish demon, right?"

Magistrate Shi was secretly delighted. Was Young Master Xu going to get involved in this matter?

I gave my daughter a bead as a wedding gift last time, and I never expected to get a return so soon.

Recently, many strange things have happened in the waters of Yanguan County, causing the county magistrate a great deal of trouble.

In the past, these supernatural and ghostly tales were just folk legends, and there was always a blurred line between them and the real secular world. The turmoil could be quelled by sacrificing some of the common people's lives.

But I don't know why they're appearing more and more frequently now, almost without any attempt to hide it.

This forced him to secretly hire some masters at his own expense to take a look, and then the masters disappeared.

Magistrate Shi was unsure whether Young Master Xu could resolve the issue, but he knew that Young Master Xu was definitely more capable than him, both in terms of methods and connections.

He then sent County Lieutenant Zhang Long to take Xiaoqing to the small fishing village under his jurisdiction.

They came up empty-handed. The villagers said that the man had gone to the lake to look for his wife a few days ago, as if he were possessed.

If it were the old Xiaoqing, she might have gone directly to the lake to look for people, since the water is her home ground as a water-type snake demon.

But she remembered Xu Xuan's advice: never enter forests, never cross rivers. Now that water demons are rampant, one can't fight against many. What if the enemy also likes to ambush like the Justice Squad?

So Xiaoqing told the county magistrate to go back first, while she stayed there to wait.

As night deepened, the figure in blue was reading a travel guide by the moonlight.

After reading it, he nodded, deliberately made two exit marks around the village, and then, using ordinary methods, sneaked into the fisherman's house. The house was normally bare and dilapidated; this was anything but normal.

That clam spirit is a monster; no matter how useless it is, it still has magical powers.

There must be something wrong with this family living like this.

Following Xu Xuan's line of thought, the little monster began to ponder how to solve this mystery.

"By dragging the pillar with the grappling hook, the house can be toppled."

"Light it with kerosene or something similar."

He immediately shook his head, unsure whether the other party was a good or bad person; arson was too brutal.

Then, calmly crouching down in the grass.

In the middle of the night, a man returned crying and stumbling back; judging from his breathing, he appeared to be a normal human being.

Its appearance is exactly as the villagers described it—it's aged and weathered.

After entering the house, she dug a brocade box out of the mud in the corner of the wall, hugged the box and cried, cried terribly.

"My wife, I miss you so much, sob sob."

After observing for a while, Xiaoqing confirmed that the fisherman was an ordinary person, and an ordinary person who loved his wife very much.

I couldn't bear to listen anymore, so I quietly jumped in.

"Chen Hua, stop crying, your wife is dead."

As expected of Chongqi, who is ranked last, she is even more skilled at using language than Ji.

The concise answer was packed with information.

The middle-aged man was startled at first, then when he saw the pearl that the person in front of him had taken out, his mind went blank.

"My wife~~~~~!!!!"

He let out a wail and then fainted.

Xiaoqing immediately channeled her demonic power into him, instantly reviving him.

"Your wife said by the lake that she wanted to give this to you."

A moment later, Chen Hua stood there dumbfounded, like a dead man.

Xiaoqing suddenly noticed something was wrong; it seemed that the moisture near the fishing village was a bit heavy.

He swiftly knocked the fisherman unconscious, skillfully stuffed him into the sack he carried, and leaped out of the window, starting to run wildly towards the Qiantang River.

They also took the opportunity to clean up any traces of their escape and eliminate any remaining scent.

They had only run a dozen or so miles when they heard a loud roar from behind, the sea of ​​clouds churning and obscuring the sky. The roar was like the howl of spring thunder, and the cries of ferocious tigers.

The entire fishing village was shrouded in demonic energy, and a black figure fell from the sky.

Xiaoqing looked back with some fear, and her slightly inflated ego was instantly suppressed.

"A fierce wind was blowing, carrying with it a torrential downpour of water vapor and a powerful demonic aura."

"Luckily, I'm quick-witted, otherwise I might have suffered a great loss this time."

"It's really dangerous outside."

Then, carrying sacks, he ran towards Qiantang, looking for reinforcements.

The dilapidated houses in the fishing village have been blown away by the strong winds, leaving only the bases; there is nothing left inside.

Only one demon king stood in place, carefully examining the monster's round eyes, curled lips, and huge mouth. A few sparse iron wire whiskers lay on its face, adding a touch of comicality, while the tangled vermilion hair at its temples added a touch of ferocity.

He looks like a fierce and intimidating person.

At this moment, the fierce god was cursing and swearing. He had already found the trail, and even the clam spirit was beaten to the point of death, but who would have thought that the item was not on the little demon.

This dilapidated fishing village was hard to find; after all that effort, this ordinary man got away with it.

(End of this chapter)