Chapter 15

The short and thin old man was truly stunned.

I can have pigtails, and I can勉强算作 a little devil, but what about the black stockings and entertaining guests?

The short and thin old man, full of question marks, even forgot to crawl into Qin Shaoyou's body to devour his flesh and yang energy.

This was exactly the opportunity Qin Shaoyou was looking for.

He didn't waste this chance, suddenly throwing the blanket on him towards the short and thin old man, and at the same time, leaping up to pounce on it.

"You didn't enter the dream?!"

The small eyes of the short and thin old man projected a look of shock.

At this moment, how could it not understand that the strange answers from this young man were just toying with it?

What pigtails, black stockings, little devil, and JK!

This young man was clearly playing with me!

The short and thin old man let out an angry roar. Seeing Qin Shaoyou pounce on it, it didn't retreat or dodge but instead charged forward.

A mass of black gas gathered on the head of the short and thin old man. With a muffled 'bang,' its head suddenly enlarged several times, making the short and thin old man look like a human-shaped bean sprout, with a small, thin body topped by an extremely large head.

The short and thin old man opened its blood-red mouth, revealing a set of yellow, blood-streaked fangs that looked like sharp steel knives. Accompanied by a stench of decay, it fiercely bit towards Qin Shaoyou, who was hiding behind the blanket.

But before it could bite Qin Shaoyou, a cold light shot out from behind the blanket at lightning speed, stabbing into its kidney with a 'pu' sound.

Streams of foul-smelling blood flowed down the blade and dripped to the ground.

The fact that it could bleed indicated that it was a demon, not a ghost.

But how could there be a demon in Wu Family Castle? Did it sneak in from the outside during the night, or... were they raised by the Wu family?

Qin Shaoyou glanced at the surrounding mud walls with his peripheral vision. They were quiet, with no sign of anyone.

Were the Wu family's guards also hypnotized and knocked out?

"Ah—"

The intense pain in its kidney completely unleashed the short and thin old man's ferocity. It extended its hands and firmly grabbed the long blade that had injured it.

Despite its small stature, it was very strong, and Qin Shaoyou couldn't pull the blade back.

If Qin Shaoyou's blood energy wasn't sufficiently vigorous and his cultivation hadn't reached the Sinew and Bone Realm, he might have been disarmed and had his blade taken by the short and thin old man.

At this moment, the exaggerated large head of the short and thin old man also bit into the blanket.

Its intention was to bite through the blanket and Qin Shaoyou together.

But its sharp fangs didn't bite into flesh; instead, they bit into a hard, steel object.

Not only did it produce the sound of metal clashing, but it also sparked, almost breaking and falling off its fangs.

As the blanket fell, the short and thin old man finally saw what it had bitten.

A round shield made of fine iron!

Qin Shaoyou threw the blanket at the short and thin old man to block its view, preventing it from seeing the long blade and shield in his hands, thus tricking this ugly old thing.

From the results, this deceptive tactic was undoubtedly successful.

"Ha!"

Qin Shaoyou didn't give the short and thin old man a chance to react. He stirred up his blood energy, took a large step forward, and with a powerful thrust from his left arm, pushed away the exaggerated large head of the short and thin old man.

At the same time, he released the long blade with his right hand, raised it, and revealed the hidden crossbow in his sleeve.

Twisting the mechanism, a seven-inch-long arrow shot out like lightning, nailing into the left eye socket of the short and thin old man's exaggerated large head.

A gush of foul blood immediately spurted out.

The pain from being blinded was even more intense than the pain from being stabbed in the kidney.

Its cries were even louder and more tragic, and it released the long blade, trying to pull out the arrow and cover its bleeding, injured eye.

Seeing this, Qin Shaoyou reached out and caught the long blade before it hit the ground. He then threw away the shield, held the blade with both hands, and, with a surge of blood energy, swung it upward with all his might.

This strike was as fierce as a tiger and as swift as a thunderbolt!

Swish!

The exaggerated large head of the short and thin old man was severed by Qin Shaoyou's blade.

After landing, the large head shrank and deflated like a punctured balloon, eventually turning back into a black shadow.

The body of the short and thin old man, now headless, collapsed and also turned into a black shadow.

The two black shadows quickly merged and tried to escape in the direction of the statue.

Qin Shaoyou had anticipated this situation.

He roared and threw the long blade, which, under the influence of his blood energy, transformed into a streak of light. It struck the black shadow with a 'clang' and pinned it to the ground.

The black shadow struggled a few times and then stopped moving.

The true form of the demon was then revealed—a sleek-furred weasel.

On the weasel's waist was a continuously bleeding knife wound, and its neck was severed into two pieces. Its small, blood-soaked head rolled to the side, its eyes wide open, clearly dying with regret.

"I take back my previous words. You don't look like a pigtails, black stockings, little devil, or JK now. You look like a dish."

Qin Shaoyou pulled the long blade out of the ground.

As the weasel revealed its true form, a new recipe named 'Fiery Demon Flower' appeared in the cookbook that only he could see.

This meant that the weasel, which had sought a seal from him, was truly dead, not faking it to counterattack.

The poor weasel not only failed to get a seal from Qin Shaoyou but also turned into a dish, contributing its injured kidney.

However, while the weasel was dead, the other black shadows that had emerged from the statue were still alive.

Seeing their companion die at Qin Shaoyou's hands, these black shadows let out either low or sharp roars, which were particularly terrifying in the darkness. They abandoned their targets, who they were feeding on, and pounced on Qin Shaoyou.

They wanted to eat Qin Shaoyou to avenge their fallen comrade.

The zombies they controlled also moved in unison, pouncing on Qin Shaoyou.

This time, facing the incoming black shadows and zombies, Qin Shaoyou did not rush forward to fight.

He wasn't so arrogant as to think that killing a weasel meant he could sweep through all the demons here.

He prepared to wake up the sleeping Zhu Xiuzai and Ma Heshang.

However, he knew that ordinary methods wouldn't work to wake up Zhu Xiuzai and Ma Heshang.

The loud roars of the weasel and the black shadows didn't elicit any response from Zhu Xiuzai and Ma Heshang, who continued to sleep deeply, snoring loudly. This clearly indicated that ordinary methods were ineffective.

Fortunately, Qin Shaoyou had anticipated this situation.

He quickly pulled out a wooden box from his pocket, which contained a white cloth stained with blood.

Unfolding the cloth, he revealed a golden needle.

This golden needle seemed to sense the confusion of the people around it and spontaneously emitted a golden light, shooting towards the sleeping Zhu Xiuzai and Ma Heshang.

This was the eleventh yellow-numbered mystical item, the 'Spirit-Awakening Golden Needle,' which Qin Shaoyou had taken from the Luo Cheng Town Demon Control Bureau.

Its function was to awaken and clear the mind, allowing people who had been hypnotized or bewitched to regain their senses.

It was said that this mystical item came from a famous doctor.

This doctor had treated countless patients throughout his life but failed to cure his wife when she was possessed and went mad.

His wife eventually died from the madness, and the doctor, in his grief and guilt, spat out a mouthful of heart's blood and followed his wife to the afterlife.

The heart's blood he spat out before his death landed on the golden needle he had used all his life, transforming it into a mystical item with the ability to awaken and clear the mind.

However, its range was limited, and it had strong side effects...