"Shen Yan's body has already been buried," Mu Anxiao emphasized.
Looking at Mu Anxiao's determined expression and the tear glistening in her eyes, Zhang Yan said, "Alright, things have come to this. Dwelling on it further is pointless. Now, the most important thing is Hu Yuan."
"How is my master?" the short demon stepped forward and asked.
The Yin Messenger in the suit turned to the short demon and said, "Don't worry. I've extended your master's lifespan by a few days. However, I don't know whose body that monster actually wants."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao looked up at the Yin Messenger in the suit and said, "No need to think about it. I've already met her. It was she who injured Jiquan. The body she wants is mine."
"Your body?"
"I'll meet her in two days. We'll discuss it then. You don't need to worry. Also," Mu Anxiao looked at the short demon, "I don't think Jiquan and Laipigou killed those people."
"I clearly..."
"You said you only absorbed the bad luck from the villagers' bodies," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
The short demon frowned slightly, "But we killed them too."
"Didn't you understand what that monster said?" Mu Anxiao asked.
The short demon was slow to respond.
Mu Anxiao sighed helplessly and said, "The reason she found you that year was to target your master's body. She knew your master would sacrifice everything for you, so she used you. She casually taught you a technique to absorb bad luck, using you as her tool for murder, and at the same time, demonizing those people to serve her and increase her demonic aura."
"How did he do it?" the short demon asked.
Mu Anxiao looked at the short demon's innocent expression and said, "This is just my guess. You don't need to take it too seriously."
"A guess," Zhang Yan chuckled. "I think you sound quite professional."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao looked at Zhang Yan and asked.
Zhang Yan shrugged and said, "Nothing much, just a casual remark."
"Why do I feel you're acting strange?" Mu Anxiao asked, looking at Zhang Yan's face.
Zhang Yan pointed to himself, "How am I acting strange?"
"I don't know, I just feel you're very odd, giving me the feeling that you've done something wrong," Mu Anxiao said. Suddenly sensing something, she stood up and walked to the door, looking at the sky outside with a frown.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao thought for a moment, then turned to Feng Qishi and asked, "Where's the old gentleman you were talking to?"
"I don't know. He probably left," Feng Qishi said.
"You haven't seen him since?"
"No, why?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao counted on her fingers and said, "It's almost time to go." He then remembered the wolf demon possessing Hu Yuan's body and turned to ask, "Zhang Yan, how can I pull the wolf demon out of Hu Yuan's body?"
"He's already out," the Yin Messenger in the suit said, frowning. "Don't you know?"
"No, you didn't tell me," Mu Anxiao shook her head, then instinctively glanced at Feng Qishi sitting beside them and asked, "Is this your idea?"
"I don't have such a clever mind," Feng Qishi averted his gaze.
"Pretend, you keep pretending," Mu Anxiao stared intently at Feng Qishi and said.
Feng Qishi gave an awkward smile.
Mu Anxiao said, "Stop smiling. Tell me."
"Tell you what?" Feng Qishi feigned ignorance.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes, "Tell me your plan."
"Plan..." Feng Qishi said, glancing cautiously at the Yin Messenger in the suit.
The Yin Messenger in the suit also jumped in surprise at Mu Anxiao's gaze, then chuckled twice and said, "He's just a mortal. His mind isn't that capable."
"He's a top student," Mu Anxiao said deliberately.
Immediately, the Yin Messenger in the suit and Feng Qishi looked at each other and gave dry laughs.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi and the Yin Messenger in the suit respectively and said, "Since you're both so tight-lipped, let me, with my shallow cultivation, explain it."
"You explain," the Yin Messenger in the suit said, smiling and pointing at Mu Anxiao.
Feng Qishi glanced at the Yin Messenger in the suit, feeling utterly speechless.
Mu Anxiao took a deep breath and said, "The wolf demon hasn't harmed anyone in this place, so it's difficult for you to catch him. You know... Feng Qishi didn't commit suicide; he was thrown off the building by the wolf demon using a spell, and the wolf demon is also responsible for his severe internal injuries. Therefore, you deliberately used Feng Qishi's death to prove the wolf demon's guilt, making it possible to arrest him, right?"
"This..." The Yin Messenger in the suit didn't know how to proceed.
Mu Anxiao continued, "Feng Qishi, this plan was designed by you, wasn't it!"
"I... no," Feng Qishi dodged his gaze.
"Only you understand the situation that day, and with your character, you wouldn't let the wolf demon go. Anyway," Mu Anxiao stared coldly at Feng Qishi's face, "whether it was you or not, just one sentence."
"Yes," Feng Qishi admitted.
Mu Anxiao sighed, "Alright, since the wolf demon has been arrested, my heart can finally rest. Next," her gaze turned sharp, "it's time to deal with that monster."
"I'll go with you," Feng Qishi said.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi, then at the Yin Messenger in the suit, "Can I take him with me?"
"Permission has already been granted," the Yin Messenger in the suit nodded.
"Good," Mu Anxiao nodded and looked at Feng Qishi, "I'll take him. However, you still have to call me Master."
"No problem, Father," Feng Qishi said deliberately.
Mu Anxiao's eyes narrowed, "Are you looking for death?"
"I'm already dead," Feng Qishi said weakly.
"From now on," Mu Anxiao stared coldly at Feng Qishi and said, "if you call me Father again, you'll be waiting." She pointed at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi smiled, "As long as you take me with you, I'll call you Mother."
"Call me Master," Mu Anxiao said angrily.
Feng Qishi pouted, "Alright, alright, Master, Master."
Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi without speaking.
"I'll take you to play downstairs in a bit," the soul child stepped forward and tugged Feng Qishi's hand.
"Let's not talk about that for now," Feng Qishi crouched down and reached out to stroke the soul child's head, "The paper money my Feng family burned for me, can I receive it?"
"This..." The soul child thought for a moment, then looked up at the Yin Messenger in the suit, "I don't know either."
The Yin Messenger in the suit looked at the soul child's pleading eyes, then his eyes narrowed as he looked at Feng Qishi, who was looking up at him. He said, "I can help you convert the spirit money your Feng family burned for you into silver. Consider it my token of respect."
"Okay," Feng Qishi stood up abruptly and said, "That's great."