Demon King's Repayment - chapter 73

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The Taoist held a sword and yelled, “Where are you running, demon?”

When he slashed on the desk, a bloody red mark appeared on the yellow cloth strip laid out on the desk in advance.

All the onlookers were shocked and even closed their eyes timidly, “Oh, he killed it. You see the blood.”

Du Yu shivered at the sound of the shout, retracted his head and looked at his body, only to find that he was unharmed.

“Hahaha, how did this happen? You humans are too fun,” Wu Yuan rolled over from laughing.

Yuan Xiang had to hold his neck.

The ritual was still lively behind them. The two owners of Tongjitang and their wives were kneeling in front of the Taoist.

Compared with the liveliness of the place, in an unremarkable corner of the street, a skinny child beggar sat crookedly in a single-coat on a cold day, with a gray face, huddling with a stray dog to get warm together. The dog barked at an empty corner.

No one of the people coming and going saw a demon standing quietly in front of the little beggar. He was crowned in a robe, with a sharp bow-shaped beak on his face and a pair of dead gray eyes, staring silently at the little boy curled up on the ground. The dog was shaking its tail, but it always stood in front of the owner.

“It smells bad, what’s that? It’s really foul. It smells too unpleasant,” Wu Yuan shouted, holding his nose.

“His name is Gui Ji. He eats souls for a living. He knows that this child is going to die. He is waiting to swallow his soul when he leaves his body.”

When passing by, Yuan Xiang stopped, stretched out her finger and tapped lightly between the little boy’s brows. A little Qi flashed, the boy took a breath and woke up leisurely.

Yuan Xiang left a pack of freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake and two silver ingots. There was nothing wrong with the child, but he was too hungry. But if left alone, he might starve to death on the street that night.

Gui Ji turned his long neck, stared at Yuan Xiang with pale eyes and screamed with extreme dissatisfaction.

“He is still alive. It has nothing to do with you. Leave, otherwise, I will imprison you for ten years,” Yuan Xiang spoke in a low voice. Making a decision, with both hands she made a sign.

Gui Ji hesitated for a moment, then spread his rotten wings, cut through the sky with a sharp scream and left.

“Ah Quan, what is this? It’s food, ah and money! Great, we don’t need to starve to death this winter.”

Yuan Xiang walked home comfortably with the big bags she bought. Behind her came the joyous voice of the little beggar mixed with the cheering dog.

There were many demons in this world. Some of them could live in the same world as friends, but some were full of malice toward humans. It was not obvious in the small town, because there were almost no demons that could harm Yuan Xiang, but she had never gone to the outside world.

At the door of the house, there was a person outside the gate of the yard. Yuan Xiang recognized the person as Zhou Sheng, a person who lived by the Dongting Lake. His wife’s temperament suddenly changed and declared that she was a man. Not only did she no longer allow him to be close, but she also tossed the family.

In the courtyard at this moment, the man named Zhou Deyun was kneeling in front of Ru Shi, crying bitterly and begging, “Can you think of a way for me? I had invited great immortals from all walks of life. It was of no use. You can see how I have been beaten by my wife.”

He lifted his face. His otherwise handsome face looked like it had been knocked over in the dye shop, the bridge of his nose was blue and purple, which was very funny.

Ru Shi twisted her kerchief in embarrassment, “Although my girl has some magical powers, I don’t know anything about it. How about you ask her to help you?”

“Zhou Deyun, what happened to your wife?” Yuan Xiang stepped forward, put the things in her hands down and looked at the funny looking man, “Why did your wife beat you like this? Even if she had changed, you can’t still think about getting close to her, right?”

Zhou Deyun blushed and whispered, “It’s not that, I hired a Taoist. He said that my wife’s hysteria is because of an evil demon. As long as… As long as she gets pregnant, she will be fine.”

“Ah, do you still want her to conceive and have children? Isn’t this too immoral?” Yuan Xiang felt incredible.

“I only have my wife. We husband and wife have a harmonious relationship, so our love is deep. I don’t want to marry again, hoping that she will get better like before. Moreover, she…she is my wife, I, how am I immoral?” Zhou Deyun himself didn’t have much confidence, he gritted his teeth and said in anger, “Who knew that the evil demon was so powerful that it was not afraid of all spells, but it resisted and beat me. I became like this.”

“I’m really helpless, so I have to ask Lady Yun. Sir is not at home, so I ask the lady to give me an exorcism charm left by Mr. Zhang. Maybe his talisman could have some effect and I can get rid of the demon.”

The thinking of ancient men was pedantic and ridiculous, but being attached to his wife was a rare thing in that world.

Yuan Xiang sat down beside Ru Shi, “Well, if you think it’s fine, I’ll take a look for you. Maybe I could figure out a feasible way by chance.”