Demon Sword Immortal

"Heh... this is the weird part~ I've heard that quite a few people have encountered it. When you walk through here at night, looking at the red lanterns on both sides, if your vision suddenly blurs and you realize that you've seen the scene before, then that's 'being trapped in a ghost wall'! If you keep walking forward, you'll find that no matter which way you go, the scenery on both sides is similar, and you can't see a single person, you can only hear your own voice, it's very scary!"

"What will happen?"

"It won't be a big deal. I heard that Teacher Gao encountered it before. According to what he said in class, if you really encounter it, just be smart, keep moving forward, don't look back or look around, and you will eventually get out of it."

"What if you turn back?"

"They'll probably fall into a coma, that's what they've said in several accidents... but I always feel it's not that simple. I just heard them say last time that people who fall into a coma are switched with other people..."

This type of bedtime story is probably popular in most schools.

Regardless of past or present lives, age or gender, people always have an overwhelming thirst for knowledge about the mysterious and unknown. It's no wonder they become so popular.

Bai Xiang had no intention of venturing deeper into the alleyways; she had only come for the 'Shenhuai Hotel'.

It was a month late.

But this area had been completely cordoned off by the Inspection Department, supposedly to investigate demonic pollution, so she didn't have much of a chance to go in and check.

If I hadn't come to No. 1 Middle School today and turned around to see that the fence across the street had been removed and the alleyway seemed to have returned to its lively state, I would never have come here.

As I recall, Shenhuai Hotel was located at the entrance of the alley, on the left. The facade was made of large, dark brown glass, and the sign above it was a darker green with the hotel name written in large white letters.

There was no longer a fence, but looking up, the green sign had been removed and was leaning against the wall. Two construction workers were squatting on the ground, seemingly taking a break and smoking.

There were some tools and hammers next to the two men. The glass door on the left side of the store had been dismantled by them, and through the gap, you could see that the walls inside had been smashed.

This means it's going to be sold and then renovated.

Bai Xiang felt that this was probably done on behalf of the Inspection and Supervision Department.

After thinking for a moment, she walked over to the two workers who were chatting.

“Excuse me,” she woke them, “do you know what happened here?”

There were two workers, one old and one young. The older one was stunned when he saw her, while the younger one's breathing quickened and his dark face flushed red.

In her daily life, Bai Xiang prefers to wear casual clothes. Today, she's wearing very ordinary blue jeans with white sneakers and a plain white sweatshirt on top.

This combination made it easy for her to move around, but she was standing while the other two were sitting. From this angle, the baseball cap couldn't cover her face, and the young worker recognized her.

Bai Xiang put his finger to his lips, and the young man nodded vigorously, looking around with a sense of pride welling up inside him.

"You are that...?" The old worker looked at her thoughtfully, then said, "Then you're too late. This family has already been harmed by the sorcerer and they're all dead. Even this shop is going to be confiscated."

"They're all dead." Bai Xiang frowned. "Not even a single relative survived?"

"They were originally from out of town... they didn't have any relatives," the old worker sighed. "The family's surname is Shen, and they fled from outside Daoshi years ago. When they opened this shop, there wasn't even a hospital. It's such a pity, such a pity, God is blind..."

"Do you know how they died?" Bai pressed. "Please tell me the specific details if you know them."

When facing an older person, she instinctively used honorifics. Unexpectedly, this address startled the old worker, who waved his hands repeatedly, saying he didn't deserve it, and looked anxiously towards the street, only relaxing when he was sure no one had heard.

"Miss, please don't shorten Old Jia's lifespan!"

He switched from a sitting to a kneeling position so naturally, as if he had practiced it countless times.

"If those people see you treating Lao Jia like this, Lao Jia will be dead!"

"Master Jia!"

The laborer was also stunned, glancing between Old Jia's knee and the girl in front of him, his expression turning somber, the happy smile gone.

Seeing this, Bai Xiang could only speed up the process, finish asking the questions as soon as possible, and then step down to avoid causing them any more trouble.

According to the information provided by Lao Jia, the owner of Shenhuai Inn is surnamed Shen. He originally fled from between Qizhou Chuanyun Road and Daze Road. There are no elderly people in his family. It is said that he was harmed by a demon on the way.

The couple, a family of three, chose to settle here and opened a hotel.

The child was sent to study nearby, but his career didn't go very well after he grew up, so he decided to come and help out at the store.

They all died in the hotel, in their bedrooms, on their beds.

The Inspectorate did not release details of the case, but Lao Jia said that he saw many people in black carrying things out.

Cabinets, beds, various pieces of furniture... even though they were all covered with cloth, you could still see that some corners were stained with dark blood.

Later, when he asked them to bring people up to repaint, he smelled a strong fishy odor as soon as he entered, and could see a lot of bloodstains on the white walls and floor.

This was after the inspectors had already cleaned it up.

He couldn't even imagine what it would have looked like if it hadn't been cleaned up.

This technique does resemble 'spiritual separation'...

Bai Xiang thought about it.

The remnants of the Demon Immortal Sect still control a Demon Pool with the ability to spread and pollute over a large area, which explains why Zhang Daoming dared not release the information.

If Lao Jia hadn't thought I had connections, he probably wouldn't have dared to say it.

After standing there for a while, Bai turned his head and looked into the alleyway.

A row of awnings runs along the intersection. These awnings are quite old; they used to shelter vendors from the wind and rain, but now they are dilapidated and have been converted into temporary bicycle sheds.

An older woman wearing an armband sat at one end of the bike shed, eating an apple and fanning herself.

Bai wanted to look at the outermost side.

There was an old beggar there, leaning against the corner of the wall and the railing of the carport, holding a long wooden stick. He was sallow and thin, with white hair and beard. In front of him was an empty bowl with only a few square-holed copper coins.

"Old man."

Bai walked over and looked down at the beggar. "Have you been staring at me since just now?"

"what……?"

The old beggar opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and looked at Bai Xiang with hazy eyes, "What do you mean, 'looking at you'?"

Bai Xiang didn't say anything, just quietly stared at him.

The old beggar's expression gradually became serious.

In his vision, the air around Bai Xiang was distorted and darkening.

When he focuses his attention on Bai Xiang, a pair of golden eyes will appear in the surrounding dark background.

But if he looked closely at the surrounding scenery, he would find that the distortion and darkness, as well as the golden pupils, were not there; they were just his illusions.

He snapped back to his senses and saw only Bai Xiang's back.

Looking at the bowl in front of me, I saw that it now contained a 5-yuan banknote and three square-holed copper coins.

"This young man is remarkable..."

The old beggar muttered something under his breath and pulled out a brand new cell phone from somewhere.

"Little Peach Pie's trash mission."

"This level is considered 'newcomer'?"

Chapter Twenty-Five: Deadly Intent

Back at the dojo, Bai Xiang parted ways with Ma Yue, but couldn't find Chen Jing.

She didn't really intend to be Chen Jing's mentor; she was just selling the title so that others wouldn't make things too difficult for her.

Even within the dojo, Chen Jing had little foundation compared to others. To prevent others from accusing her of getting in through connections or back channels, Bai Xiang decided to solidify the accusations and silence the gossip.

So she immediately went to Bai Lianzhou and learned that after she left, Hu Hu went to call Bai Zhuqing and asked Bai Zhuqing to bring Chen Jing in to see the old man.

“The old man likes her.” Bai Lianzhou said sparingly, “He let her stay at Jiang Haojing’s place, and Hu Hu took her to get her luggage.”

such.

Bai understood and didn't ask any more questions.

Bai Lianzhou was also stationed in the venue, in a small room set up with a screen in the corner, so every disciple practicing swordsmanship could see her when she came out.

"Sister."

"Sister!"

Although they had seen it many times in recent days, many people were still very excited and stopped what they were doing to bow in this direction.

Bai Xiang nodded in response, but then noticed a young man in a black vest lying on the equipment in the corner, seemingly oblivious to her presence, performing basic strength training.

The facility also has this kind of fitness training equipment.

Practicing swordsmanship also requires physical fitness; proper exercise can help build a better foundation.

At first, Bai thought this person was completely absorbed in the world of training, but when he got closer, he realized that the person had two earphones hanging from their chest and was listening to music while training.

Listening to music is one thing, but humming along is another.

She had been standing there for quite a while, and this person still hadn't noticed.

Bai Xiang raised the 'Fei Xiang Tian' and held the scabbard across his eye socket.

"Ok?"

The young man was startled and turned his head in confusion.

What the hell!

Seeing that it was a futile effort, he was shocked and forgot what he was pushing. Without paying attention, he pushed the horizontal bar too high and then hurriedly tried to get up.

call!

The two pieces of equipment were unreasonable; they came hurtling in with a fierce wind, and it looked like they were about to smash his head to pieces.

At the critical moment, Bai Xiang gripped the sword with one hand and used the bottom of the scabbard to press down on the lever, forcibly stopping the equipment from falling and saving the young man's life.

Looking back at this scene, and then at Bai Xiang's actions, the young man realized that he had just escaped death. He quickly took off his headphones to thank her.

"Senior Sister..."

"No need."

Bai wanted to stop him.

"I see you have a better foundation than others. Is your family well-off?"

This kind of equipment is not something that ordinary fencers can handle.

The young man looks to be no more than 18 or 20 years old. Looking at his physique... you can tell from his muscles that he has taken a lot of supplements since he was a child.

Why did he come to the Divine Cry Sword Path?

Your family isn't short of money, so why aren't you going to university at this age?

"Oh, actually I am..." The young man rubbed his hands together, his eyes darting around.

"What's your name?" Bai Xiang interrupted.

Rather than listen to his nonsense, Bai Xiang would rather ask himself.

"Chen Shi!" The young man immediately sat up straight.

He grabbed the bag next to him and stuffed his Walkman and earphones inside.

Bai Xiang stared at the black fanny pack and saw a line of white text printed on it.

[Commemorative waist bag with 100 million yuan in deposits]

Bai squinted, and many of his doubts were immediately resolved.

"You are very rich."

She used affirmative sentences.

"Not much!" Chen Shi waved his hands repeatedly. "Hey, that's all my dad's money! I'm just a spendthrift! I'm just a scoundrel!"

After chatting for a while, Bai Xiang learned that Chen Shi's father was named Chen Shulin, and was the "head of the family" of Jiangnan Pharmaceutical.

The Chen family had three sons in this generation. Chen Shi was the second son and was not highly regarded by the family.

As the saying goes, the eldest son is loved and the youngest son is loved, while the middle one is stuck sucking the bottle cap. Chen Shulin devoted most of his attention to his eldest and youngest sons, and basically adopted a laissez-faire approach to raising Chen Shi.

Chen Shi was furious about the family's favoritism. He had argued with Chen Shulin about something before, so he simply dropped out of university and came back to be a 'troublemaker'.

But he's also a coward, and he doesn't dare to do anything truly rebellious. All he does every day is gather a group of people at karaoke bars and pubs to eat, drink, and play cards.

"This is it!"

When it came to playing cards, Chen Shi's eyes lit up. He took out a genuine leather card box from his pouch and showed it to Bai Xiang: "A 'Blue-Eyes White Dragon' with gold lettering! It cost me a lot of money back then!"