Lie Huo Jiao Chou

t into the limelight, and this bucket of shit will be put on his head.
How can we know what's going on inside? Right, Little Wang?”

Chief Huang said helplessly to the man in the Zhongshan suit, “You're Master Yue De, right? Hello, my surname is Huang.
Things are like this, the comrade in charge of self-inspection this time is very capable.
He participated in stopping the Yin Sacrifice ritual and confronted the demon summoned by the suspect for several hours.
His resume is also very clean, and he wasn't with the personnel involved in the case before…”

Old Lady Yu calmly said, “Chief Huang, if you are willing to let a newcomer with a 'clean record' investigate, why not let a more impartial and clean third party investigate? What's the difference?”

Master Yue De said in unison with her: “Even if the new people are innocent, they still receive funding from the Bureau.
If they find out something, they still need the approval of the 'organization,' right? Besides, they may not be so innocent! I heard that this person came in through the back door, and just after passing the exam, they inexplicably became the department head.
Oh, how amazing – did they get 250 out of 100 on the test? How could you know that they wouldn't abuse their power and break the law?”

Chief Huang, from the Bureau, had to say: “Of course, we also regulate…”

“We're here to discuss regulation right now!” Master Yue De pounded the table, “Penglai is where you want us to come together, great, we're here.
You make a pile of regulations for us and send someone to monitor us, and we understand that we need to cooperate with the government's work.
Now that you've made a mistake, and suddenly regulation becomes hard, right? You sit in your office in Yong'an, shielded from the wind and sun, but this time the butterfly infection occurred right at our doorstep!”

These influential people all have their own territories of power, such as Old Lady Yu in the northeast and Master Yue De controlling the Dongchuan area.
The boy's family infected with the Mirror Flower Water Moon Butterfly was within Master Yue De's sphere of influence.

It is said that Master Yue De was born in the late Qing Dynasty and had a strong desire for power.
He was like a good fighting dog, placing more importance on face than life.
He had countless disciples, and if something happened in the local Dongchuan branch, they had to send someone to pay respects to him before they could move an inch. 

He raised his voice even higher: “Every family should send someone to form a regulatory team under the Bureau, and we must supervise each other!”

Chief Huang smiled bitterly and said, “As a state institution, I can't just create whatever I want…”

“Okay, then we won't interfere with each other.
We'll mind our own business in the future, and you at the Bureau won't need to send anyone to inspect what we're doing in the local areas.”

The meeting table quickly became chaotic, and Chief Huang tried several times to interject, but to no avail.

When the old chief was still around, he could still control the situation.
Now that the old director is gone and the office has been hit by a series of incidents, Xiao Zheng is young, and Huang is just an ordinary person.
These arrogant old experts at the Penglai meeting didn't take the Bureau seriously at all.
Xiao Zheng sighed, and at this moment, his phone rang again, and it was Luo Cuicui once more.

Xiao Zheng was usually tough as steel, and he rarely used the word “hopefully,” but before he picked up the phone, he thought, “I hope the Aftermath Department has some good news.”

“Director, I have to report something to you…” Luo Cuicui's voice had a hint of crying, tearfully reporting the “good news” that Xiao Zheng had been hoping for, “Our boss has died heroically! He was dragged into a black hole by a bunch of bone claws and disappeared in an instant!”

Xiao Zheng almost couldn't catch his breath.

Luo Cuicui asked tearfully, “Director Xiao, when can I transfer to another department?”

Xuan Ji's nose itched, and he turned his head and sneezed, feeling like someone was cursing him.

Seeing him rushing towards the cave without hesitation, Sheng Lingyuan quickly stopped him: “Hold on, what are you doing?”

Xuan Ji replied: “Don't you see the butterfly chasing me…
damn, this sounds unlucky.”

“It's just a butterfly, why are you running?” Sheng Lingyuan replied disinterestedly, “Your nature belongs to fire, they can't inhabit you.”

“They can inhabit this guy!” As he spoke, Xuan Ji had already rushed into the cave in a hurry.
When he landed, the wings on his back immediately turned into dots of light and disappeared.
He threw the goat-bearded man aside, “Hello, senior, did you not notice there was another living thing that could breathe? It’s also smelly and warm!”

“This man is a swindler and not a good person.
What does it have to do with you?” Sheng Lingyuan's tone became urgent, “Don't go any further!”

Xuan Ji suddenly became suspicious.
Sheng Lingyuan had never spoken at this speed before, and his tone was unsteady.

“Senior,” he deliberately stretched his voice, “with words like that, your understanding is so low! I'm an official, how could I see someone become a victim of the butterflies and stand aside? Does that make sense?”

“Stop right there!” Sheng Lingyuan shouted with a hint of anger.

“What's wrong, senior? Do you know something about this cave?” Xuan Ji blinked.

Sheng Lingyuan avoided the question again, “If you are afraid of the butterfly, you should know that where they don't dare to go is not a good place to be at.
Let's go, I'll find a way to get you out of here.”

“Do you know the way out?” Xuan Ji asked.

“As far as I know, there is an altar in the witches’ tomb, and there is a mechanism there that opens a secret passage to the surface.” Sheng Lingyuan quickly regained his calm and gentle tone, saying to Xuan Ji, “I was planning to ask these white bones to take us to the altar, but this person ruined our plans.
However, the altar should not be far away.
Listen to me, take the people and leave.
You have real fire on your body, so the butterfly won't come near you for a while.”

As soon as he spoke, his voice sounded like it was sweeping through Xuan Ji's ears, with a low and ambiguous seductive meaning, which did not sound like a good thing.

Xuan Ji's ears tingled, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.

Why did Bi Chunsheng go crazy when he heard his words: “Who bullied you?”, and almost cried? 

This person seemed to have a strange charm, and his words were like a finely woven net, gently and skillfully covering people, giving them the illusion that they were fully and sincerely loved by him.
All the grievances, sadness, and difficulties that they did not want to share with others, could be poured out here.

He involuntarily stopped moving forward.

“This little demon is young and talented,” Sheng Lingyuan's voice was warm and gentle like a spring breeze, but his heart and lungs were as cold as ice as he planned, “Pure-blooded demons are proud and reluctant to associate with other races.
It is usually very difficult for their offspring to survive.
Such a little demon is usually well-protected by the clan and will not be allowed to suffer in the mortal world.
He calls himself the clan leader…”

“Even butterflies dare not go ahead, with so many dangers.
How can you handle it with a mortal by your side?” The little demon lacked love, and he was doted on by Sheng Lingyuan, who sighed and deliberately softened his tone with a hint of doting, “You are so reckless, yet the elders of the clan dare to let you out, which is really worrying.”

Xuan Ji was convinced by his words and became obedient.
After hesitating for a moment, he took the heavy sword from which the goat-bearded man was dangling, grabbed his collar, dragged him towards himself, and coquettishly murmured, “Okay then.”

Saying that, he turned back and walked as if sleepwalking.

The entrance where they came in was already bright as day, covered with thousands of mirror moon butterflies crawling on it.
The butterflies did not dare to chase after them and could only gather together and try to probe inside.
However, Xuan Ji seemed to be completely unaware of these deadly bugs and stepped into the encirclement of the butterflies step by step.

“Follow me,” Sheng Lingyuan softly enticed him, “I won't harm you.”

The fluorescence on the butterflies had already illuminated Xuan Ji's face, reflecting his pair of unfocused eyes.

Sheng Lingyuan silently smiled: “Good boy…”

Before he finished speaking, a violent burst of fire suddenly erupted from the heavy sword.
Sheng Lingyuan's eyes were instantly blinded by the flash.
The heavy sword hacked towards the entrance, burning the countless butterflies into a blaze of silver and gold, with a pungent scent of burning.

“Elder, when have you ever kept your word? Even saying that you won't harm me,” Xuan Ji chuckled.
After burning the butterflies, he took a big step and walked straight into the cave.
“Won't you harm me this time?”

Sheng Lingyuan: “…”

“Even if you're above ground or underground, you're probably several thousand years old, right? Your moral cultivation can't keep up.
You're speaking nonsense without blushing,” Xuan Ji shook his head and lectured the heavenly demon while tapping the ground lightly with his sword tip.
“Are you blushing now?”

The heavy sword hit the hard stone slab, making a clear “clang” sound, and echoing continuously.
It seemed like there was a very spacious area ahead.

Xuan Ji carried both the person and the sword, and he seemed to carry them effortlessly, walking lightly towards the echoing sound. 

As he walked, he kept talking, trying to educate the big demon: “You've come here, so I have to enlighten you on our modern values.
We believe in equality and justice.
Let's put justice aside.
With your current level of morality, you're still far away from it.
Let's talk about equality–what is equality? It means that every living thing, whether it's special or ordinary, good or bad, has equal rights in my eyes.
Even if he's really plotting to harm others for money, I still have to protect him equally before he's handed over to the public system…”

The big demon was probably annoyed by him and fell silent.

“…Your ancient system of emperors and officials is already outdated, do you understand? Your political correctness is very incorrect, I…” Xuan Ji's endless words suddenly stopped when he saw the place in front of him.
“I…my great uncle's…”

He followed the narrow mountain cave to a spacious area where there was a small stagnant pool of water.
For some reason, the water did not dry up.
Vines with small flower buds grew on the walls of the cliffs that he had never seen before.
They were like small light bulbs, emitting a faint glow.

As soon as Xuan Ji walked in, the strange flower buds suddenly bloomed like welcoming guests.
The cave was illuminated as if the lights were turned on, and a milky-white halo softly descended, warmer than the gaze of a lover.
Xuan Ji's first reaction was to hold his breath and cover the goat-bearded man’s mouth and nose to prevent breathing in the unknown plant pollen.

He only had two hands, so he naturally put his heavy sword aside.

The sound of the heavy sword falling to the ground startled the stagnant pool, causing ripples to form.
The white flowers were also disturbed by the sound of the metal hitting the ground, and they all turned red before wilting and turning into liquid, flowing down the walls like blood, flowing towards the sword from all directions.