Zhizhou: \"You're An Official, But You're Raising A Bunch Of Demonesses?

Chapter 77: Little Black Cat, Blood Path Leads the Ghost King

"Wow... so beautiful!"

"Whose son is this?"

"Hiss... it seems like... that's Bai Yu, right?"

"She's even more beautiful than the flower courtesans at the Hua Yue Tower!"

"Who is she?"

In a bustling market,

A pair of exceptionally good-looking men and women walked hand in hand,

Wherever they went,

They attracted the astonished gazes of the people around them.

The man was a handsome young scholar, with a refined appearance, tall and elegant, exuding a charming and graceful aura.

The woman was as beautiful as a Celestial Immortal, with skin as smooth as jade, ethereal and elegant, untouched by the mundane world.

The two of them leaned on each other intimately, paying no attention to the gazes around them, as if they only had eyes for each other.

At first glance, they were a loving newlywed couple.

With their good looks and talents,

They were a perfect match, attracting envy from others.

After all, communication technology was not so advanced.

But few people knew,

That this elegant and charming scholar was none other than Bai Yu, who was now famous in Lieyang.

"Sister Long, come and try this!"

Bai Yu stood in front of a small stall,

Picking up a delicate hairpin and putting it on Sister Long.

Sister Long pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Young master... how does it look?"

Bai Yu smiled and said, "It looks really good! My Sister Long looks the best!"

"Everything looks good on you!"

On one side, the street vendor ate the dog food and said with a sweet smile, "Yes! Madam, you are the most beautiful customer I have ever seen!"

"You and your husband are truly a match made in heaven~"

When doing business, one must not be modest!

He had praised many people without conscience before!

But this time, he was serious.

He felt that putting this little trinket on this fairy-like woman was like insulting her.

"Haha! I love hearing that!"

"Then I'll buy it!"

Bai Yu winked at his sister, smiled brightly, and waved his hand.

He scattered enough silver coins to buy everything on the stall, and then led the beautiful woman away like a fairy.

Left alone, the stunned street vendor stood still, staring blankly at the astonishing wealth.

"Come, come, come~ Sister Long..."

Bai Yu pulled Sister Long to another mask stall,

He took a monkey mask and put it on his face, making funny gestures towards the beautiful woman.

"This one is for you!"

He took a small pig mask and put it on her face.

"No, sir, this one is ugly!"

"Hahaha~"

At this moment,

The young man transformed into a different appearance.

He became a cheerful and lively young man who matched his age,

Confident and carefree, playful and lively.

In front of the high-ranking individuals, he was a proud and unyielding courtier.

In front of the beautiful woman, he was a charming and unconventional playboy.

In the face of interests, he is calculating and shrewd, like a savvy merchant.

With outstanding literary talent, he speaks famous lines that have been passed down through the ages, shining like a scholar.

The young master has many different appearances,

But no matter what appearance it is,

It is him, and she likes all of them.

How happy!

Originally,

The love in the world... is so touching, it makes people unable to extricate themselves.

If time could continue like this, extending into eternity, that would be great.

The enviable dazzling couple played a long way together.

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, the sun sets in the west,

The pedestrians on the street gradually diminish.

And at this moment,

Bai Yu and Long Zhi suddenly turned around.

He squinted his eyes and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Caught you! Little black cat!"

His gaze fell on a petite figure wearing a cloak, unable to dodge in time.

Timidly, her eyes met Bai Yu's.

Immediately,

Liu Muqing trembled violently.

She hasn't been doing well recently, hiding and sneaking around in the neighborhood.

Her spirit is highly tense, always searching for Bai Yu.

Today, she secretly followed him,

But was suddenly discovered by him, and a strong aura of bloodthirstiness rushed towards her.

Startled, the sensitive girl shivered violently.

Her eyes rolled back and she fainted directly.

Bai Yu: ...

He touched his nose and said, "Long Jiejie, am I scary?"

"You've kept me locked up for so many days!"

"I want to go out!"

"Is it safe now?"

The Xinyuan Marquis Mansion,

The young man with a defeated expression complained incessantly to the middle-aged man with a dignified aura.

If some people who were paying attention to him saw this, they would probably be shocked.

This person should have already been beheaded.

Why is he still alive?

"Go out again?"

"You wicked child! Do you want to die?!"

"I'm so angry!! I'm so angry!!"

"Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?!"

When the Xinyuan Marquis Yang Huabin was so angry that his face turned red and his hair stood on end, he angrily said, "Yang Shancheng is already dead!"

"You can't stay in the capital anymore. Wait until the storm of the palace examination passes, and I will have someone send you to Taizhou. Stay there honestly for me!"

The fourth son of the Yang family offended the imperial authority, spoke inappropriately, and misused public resources, so he was beheaded.

Many people in the capital knew about this matter.

For a while, countless people applauded, thinking that the heavens had rid themselves of a calamity.

Little did they know, he didn't actually die.

With the help of the Xinyuan Marquis, he used a scapegoat to protect himself.

Now he is locked up at home.

"Ah?!"

"Dad, I don't want to go! I don't want to go!"

"That place in Taizhou is a remote and insignificant place. How can it compare to the capital!"

The spoiled young master, who had been pampered since childhood, kept pleading with him.

"Mother, please talk to father for me!"

"You're willing to abandon me and not see me for so long?"

He kept whining and begging towards the noblewoman on the other side.

As the youngest son in the family, he had been spoiled since childhood, which had made him rotten.

So he became such a debauched young master.

Upon hearing his words, his mother softened and kept looking at Yang Huabin, saying, "Husband, do we have to..."

"No!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted.

"A doting mother spoils her son! A doting mother spoils her son!"

"And you still spoil him now!"

"Look at what kind of person he has become!"

"Smack!"

Yang Huabin glared at his wife and slapped Yang Shancheng to the ground, angrily shouting.

The situation had already gotten out of control.

Originally, they thought Yang Shancheng's crime was that he had offended the imperial authority in public and spoke nonsense in front of the emperor's golden plaque.

That Bai Yu, a scholar from another place, was just an insignificant character. The emperor might have called him at night just to appreciate his writing.

Many people had heard the news of Bai Yu entering the palace.

Some were curious, some were cautious, and there were also those who looked down upon it.

And the Yang family belonged to the latter category.

The emperor would never offend their family, which had founding merits, for an ordinary scholar.

He even thought about using means to get rid of Bai Yu casually.

However, it seemed that it wasn't that simple now...

The assassins he sent were killed by the princess's guards.

Bai Yu, a renowned name in the scorching sun,

The Grand Princess and the Second Prince both greatly admire him.

Recently, the Grand Princess has even begun to intentionally or unintentionally pry into their affairs.

...

Everything is a bad sign!

A storm is coming!

Yang Huabin's ominous premonition

Grows stronger with each legendary news about Bai Yu.

And the reason for it all

Is this bastard of his own, who flirts with women and causes trouble for others...

Now his ass can't even be wiped clean!

Yang Shancheng definitely can't stay in the capital anymore!

If he's discovered, he'll leave behind a big tail!

"Dad~ sob sob sob~"

"!!!!"

"Where's my whip?!"

"Bring me my whip!"

"I'm going to whip you to death today, you bastard!!"

"Huh?!"

"Mother! Mother... save me!"

"Save me!"

"Ah!!!"

"Husband~ Fourth Brother has always had a weak constitution, don't hit him anymore..."

Night

Yang Fourth Brother lies on the bed, moaning in pain from the furious beating by his father.

Already weak, now he's almost half dead.

Even the beautiful and charming maidservants have no interest in flirting anymore.

They are just lying on the bed, moaning in pain.

Having endured numerous beatings since childhood,

...0

But it has never been this heavy before.

Father still hasn't relented, insisting on sending him to the remote Taizhou.

He is also feeling very frustrated in his heart.

A double blow to the mind and body.

Blaming that damn scholar!

He secretly cursed in his heart.

However, at this moment,

"Creak!"

The window was blown open a little crack by the wind,

A series of grating and irritating creaking sounds filled the air.

A chilling gust of wind suddenly seeped in from outside the window.

Yang Shancheng shuddered violently.

"No... "

His already weak and painful body broke out in a cold sweat, feeling icy and piercing.

He couldn't help but tremble, feeling as if everything around him, the bed, the bedding, the curtains... everything seemed to be moving away from him.

The room fell into a terrifying silence.

"I found you..."

"I found you..."

"I found you..."

Suddenly, eerie voices echoed in his ears, sometimes gentle, sometimes graceful, sometimes mournful.

Yang Shancheng listened to these voices, feeling somewhat familiar. But he couldn't remember where he had heard them before.

"Y...y...you...who are you?!" He trembled and stammered.

The familiar room had long disappeared, replaced by an unknown space.

The surroundings became increasingly blurry.

A consciousness seemed to be urging him, "Rest, rest."

In his final moments, he saw pale arms growing out of the ground, waving haphazardly.

Two rows of arms formed a long corridor, leading to an endless misty abyss.

Thick blood soaked and spread from it.

Suddenly, a blood-colored figure appeared in the distance, walking on the path formed by the arms and blood.

Appearing and disappearing, each time getting closer and closer to him.

Until finally, the air became heavier, breathing became difficult, and his heart seemed to burst out of his chest.

"As a greeting from you."

A green-faced, fanged demon mask suddenly appeared before him.

Hoarse whispers echoed in his ears.

"Ah!!!"

The young man's face turned pale, and his eyes widened.

Breathing stopped, heartbeats ceased.

Yang, the fourth young master, let out his final, most tragic and desperate scream...