I originally thought that, just to be on the safe side, a fox demon who had done something like possession would keep the victim's soul by her side to prevent any accidents.
However, ever since the war between gods and demons, demons have been rejected by heaven and earth. They are eager to find a place to survive in this world, but they also instinctively distrust and are wary of other people's territories.
So he placed Zheng Han's soul in his place of cultivation—Jinting Mountain.
That night, Jiang Shumiao went to Jinting Mountain with him.
Sealted in the cave along with Zheng Han was the fox demon's own true form.
Jiang Shumiao looked at the white fox and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you afraid that one day a hunter will come up the mountain and take you back to sell as a pet?"
The fox spirit said very seriously, "Ordinary people can't stand the smell of foxes."
Jiang Shumiao almost rolled her eyes. "Don't you know that animal skins are worth a fortune?"
The fox demon remained silent.
He knew.
However, if he stays with his original body, his soul will separate from his mortal body. Without a soul to reside in, Zheng Han's body will soon truly die. At that point, there will be no way to save him.
There are gains and losses.
If you take a risky move, you must bear the consequences.
The fox demon smiled bitterly, "But compared to being killed by Taoist priests and having their pills taken, living in fear isn't so bad."
These words are so heartbreaking.
Jiang Shumiao couldn't bear to hurt him any further.
"Let's all go back to our places."
The fox demon sat down, its soul leaving its body and returning to its original form, transforming into a different appearance.
He was a young man with a somewhat feminine appearance, the kind of person whose gender was ambiguous.
Jiang Shumiao clicked her tongue twice in admiration. Although the stories born from human imagination were mostly fantastical, they did capture the essence of the fox demon's beauty quite well.
"May I have your name?"
"Little demon Bai Min."
Perhaps because it is a white fox, it simply adopted the surname Bai (白).
Jiang Shumiao couldn't help but think of the cat demon Bai Heng.
She placed Zheng Han's soul into his body and gently touched his brow. In that instant, she saw all of Zheng Han's memories.
Bai Min's assessment of him was still too conservative.
He forcibly abducted women, raped his stepmother, tortured and killed maids, and had a penchant for keeping male prostitutes!
They are utterly wicked and heinous.
When Zheng Han woke up, he was met with a young face and a murderous gaze, and he instinctively shivered.
"Who are you?!"
He had just regained his senses, his true nature had not yet returned, and he instinctively sensed danger, his tone was very vigilant.
Bai Min instinctively stepped in front of Jiang Shumiao.
When he extracted Zheng Han's soul, he naturally saw the other's memories and knew what kind of person he was. Right now, he's just waking up from a dream and is still confused. Once his true nature is revealed, he might offend Jiang Shumiao.
Although Zheng Han could not succeed, he was in the wrong for possessing the body. Zheng Han was a mortal, and all the sins he committed should be judged by human laws. Even after death, when he went to the underworld, it was the Emperor of Fengdu who had the final say.
If his interference causes him to offend the goddess, he will also have to bear part of the karmic consequences.
Jiang Shumiao raised her hand, and Bai Min was pushed away by an invisible force, looking up in astonishment. Then, a series of slapping sounds rang out.
Zheng Han was slapped several times from a distance.
While furious, he was even more terrified, and his voice began to tremble, "What...what kind of monsters are you? What is your purpose in kidnapping me?"
Jiang Shumiao twirled her finger halfway around.
Zheng Han was like a puppet being manipulated, flying up and down in a parabolic arc before falling.
He felt like his brains were about to pop out, and his cries of pain were mostly drowned out by the wind.
From angry insults to crying and begging for mercy, it all happened in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
"Great Immortal, spare me! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Jiang Shumiao didn't let him off the hook. Her tone was slow but icy, "What did you know you did wrong?"
What's wrong with that?
How could a rich and powerful young master who has committed numerous evils think he has done anything wrong?
The greatest evil in the world is that those who do evil never think they are evil.
Zheng Han couldn't answer, and was even thinking about how to retaliate later.
Although Jiang Shumiao had compassion for all living beings, he also hated evil as if it were his enemy.
A person like Zheng Han could not atone for his sins even if he died a hundred times.
She changed her mind and returned all the merit light that had been surrounding Zheng Han to Bai Min.
Bai Min was taken aback, both surprised and delighted.
"My Lord, this..."
“It was originally yours, it shouldn’t have been stolen by this kind of person.”
Jiang Shumiao, driven by her rebellious nature, no longer cared about rules or regulations; tracing back to the source, it was all the gods' fault.
Bai Min immediately knelt down.
"Thank you, God, but..."
He had some concerns. This was against the natural order, and he wondered if Jiang Shumiao would be punished by heaven.
"No buts."
Jiang Shumiao spoke coldly, then withdrew her spell. Zheng Han fell from the sky, landing face-first in the dirt once more.
"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, all the things you've done were just guaranteed by your family."
Zheng Han sensed something was wrong. "You...who exactly are you? What...what do you want to do?"
Jiang Shumiao ignored him, conjured a paper crane out of thin air, blew on it, and the paper crane flew up.
“Go back and tell Father that the Zheng family of Nanchao is oppressing the people and allowing their son to commit violence. Tell him to report to His Majesty as soon as possible to eliminate the wicked and restore justice to the people.”
The dense, golden lettering seeped into the paper crane, disappearing in a flash.
Zheng Han suddenly opened his eyes wide.
As if remembering something, Jiang Shumiao added, "I forgot to tell you, my father is the Duke of Anguo, my mother is the Princess of Huyang, and the Emperor is my uncle."
Zheng Han's pupils contracted.
A person immediately came to mind.
Princess Fule.
The goddess that the people talk about with great interest.
He finally began to feel fear. Ignoring his wounds, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Princess, spare my life! I truly know my mistake! Please, Princess, have mercy..."
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