"Qiu Ji, these are spices produced by your tribe."
Yan Ze remained indifferent; Qiu Ji's complaints did not stir any emotion in him.
Luo Jiu's eyes darted between the two, constantly probing for something.
This is a case of the woman having feelings, but the man having no interest...
It has to be said that the Master's appearance is truly a powerful tool for deception.
Yan Ze felt the gaze coming from behind him, and his brows furrowed unconsciously, without him even noticing.
Qiu Ji, standing nearby, took the spices handed to her by the puppet and carefully stirred the scattered incense ash with her nail-painted fingers.
Instantly, a delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
As if struck by a sudden thought, the woman's expression hardened, and she closed the cloth with her slender fingers.
“This is indeed produced by my tribe. What are you trying to say?”
"Strange things have been happening frequently in Luoxian Town recently. This thing was obtained in the room of the sick concubine of Magistrate Ma."
Legend has it that the demon race possesses a forbidden drug called "Love-Falling," which causes those who ingest it to become listless and lethargic. Long-term users become addicted and develop an unquestioning obedience to the user. This must be it.
"Are you saying this was done by my tribe?"
The woman's expression hardened, her eyes blazing with anger.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Jiu quickly moved behind Yan Ze, afraid that the beautiful monster might accidentally hurt innocent people.
"Qiu Ji, is there a traitor within your clan who stole the forbidden medicine, or something else? You need to give me an explanation."
Although Yan Ze was dressed in a black robe and had a beautiful face, his eyes were devoid of any warmth.
He ignored the woman's angry expression, his eyes remaining completely calm, and his words were as lofty and unapproachable as those of a god.
Luo Jiu followed Yan Ze out of the spice shop, feeling dizzy. Looking at the tall figure in front of her, she couldn't help but sigh silently.
He didn't get killed just for talking like that... his magic power is so high that no one dares to challenge him.
...
The next morning, Wen Zhaobai frowned as he watched the alluring Qiu Ji silently place her nail-painted hands on the pulse of the Ma family's concubine.
He looked at the alluring woman in front of him, fearing that she might accidentally stab someone's pulse with her fingernails.
That's absolutely terrifying.
"Does Senior Brother recognize her?"
Seeing that Zhao Bai's expression was strange, Luo Jiu quickly blurted out the question that was on her mind.
This woman had piqued her curiosity all night. If she hadn't been afraid of Yan Ze staring at her with a chilling gaze, she would have asked him long ago.
"Her name is Qiu Ji, and she is a fox from Qingqiu."
Wen Zhaobai's voice was very pleasant, immediately attracting Luo Jiu's attention.
"Among the demon race, there is a mountain called Qingqiu, where a group of intelligent foxes live. The spiritual energy here is abundant, allowing generations of foxes to reproduce and cultivate, and even producing several demon kings."
Legend has it that foxes who cultivate into human form are all incredibly beautiful, possessing an irresistible charm in every gesture.
"Isn't this just how foxes are described in supernatural tales?"
Hearing Luo Jiu's mutterings, Wen Zhaobai raised an eyebrow and replied, "Yes and no."
"Over the centuries, there have been a few love stories between foxes and scholars among the demon race, but they were not like those depicted in novels, involving the digging out of people's hearts and eating human flesh."
"Their ancestors believed that they were able to cultivate and reproduce thanks to the blessings of the gods, so they did not kill people easily, considering it a detriment to their spiritual practice. They also did not eat meat and only ate vegetarian food."
Although they indulge in love, they insist on mutual consent, and such acts of seducing and captivating others almost never occur.
The fox spirit clan is most skilled at using incense. It's often said in folk tales that fox spirits use incense to bewitch their lovers, and there's some truth to that.
"Then this fox demon sister... is..."
"Her name is Qiu Ji, and she is the third elder of the fox clan in this generation. She had a few encounters with our master in her early years, and for some reason, she was so audacious as to want to become our master's wife..."
At this point, Wen Zhaobai showed a hint of dissatisfaction, and his beautiful eyes lowered slightly.
"Master refused..."
"Um."
The two chatted for only a short while before Qiu Ji had finished taking their pulses.
"Young lady, is there any hope for my concubine?"
Lord Ma eagerly approached her, asking about her condition, but his eyes were practically glued to Qiu Ji.
Qiu Ji's disgust was undisguised, clearly written on her face. Seeing the hands about to touch her, she dodged away.
"It's hopeless."
After saying that, he took a few steps to step out of the courtroom.
Yan Ze's expression hardened, and he flicked his wide sleeves behind him, quickly catching up.
He followed Qiu Ji all the way, and the two stopped in a desolate forest.
Qiu Ji turned around and threw a brown bottle at him.
"This is the antidote. But she won't live much longer. She's a mortal, and 'Falling Love' has seeped into her very bones, devouring her meridians, like a flower that has already withered; it won't even need to be picked before it breaks."
"Who the murderer is has nothing to do with you."
Yan Ze put his hands behind his back, and the morning breeze lifted his robes, making him incomparably handsome.
Hearing Yan Ze's cold tone, a trace of sorrow flashed in Qiu Ji's eyes.
Centuries have passed, and it's still the same... You really haven't changed at all...
"More than a decade ago, the youngest daughter of one of our clan's elders escaped from the fox clan and has been missing ever since. It is said that she fell in love with a human and was willing to give up her fox clan identity to wander the world with him."
I consulted historical records and discovered that it was her ancestors who developed "love potion." I suspect she stole the formula and concocted the forbidden drug herself.
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