The Mansion's Strangeness

The night gradually darkened, enveloping the quiet little town.

A white light barrier rose outside the town, covering the entire area and protecting all the residents within.

In the northwest corner of the town, in a secluded courtyard, the lights were now blazing.

Fang Mu and his companions were drinking wine, eating pastries, and listening to Jiang Tao recount various strange tales and unusual occurrences.

Sun Hou didn't touch the pastries, but he drank a considerable amount of wine. His eyes, when they inadvertently met Jiang Tao's, held a knowing smile.

Fang Mu ate the pastries and drank the fine wine. He could sense that the pastries were fine, and the wine was also fine. However, when mixed, they produced a medicinal effect.

This medicinal effect was colorless and odorless, seemingly targeting the physical body, with the ability to paralyze the limbs and soften the bones.

Jiang Tao's plan was none other than to render Fang Mu weak and limp like mud.

At that point, even if he possessed peerless cultivation, without his physical body as support, a soft, limp sword strike would be less effective than a young girl's embroidery needle.

"Fang Mu! Be careful! These things are problematic, I... I can't move my body!"

At this moment, Qi Zhu cried out in alarm, overturning the pastries and wine on the table. She anxiously warned Fang Mu.

Fang Mu was somewhat speechless, thinking, Are you an idiot? Even if it's true, couldn't you have hinted at it?

By doing this, they don't need to hide anymore; they've brought the matter out into the open.

And you're only realizing it now? Isn't that a little late?

"Hmph! Miss Qi Zhu, don't spout nonsense. We treated you with sincerity, and yet you slander us with malicious words."

Jiang Tao, who had been holding back his frustration, immediately slammed the table and stood up, questioning Qi Zhu upon hearing her words.

"Alright! Stop the act. That brat Fang Mu has been eating and drinking for so long, he's already been poisoned. And with me here, taking him down is a piece of cake."

At this moment, Sun Hou suddenly stood up, a wide smile on his face as he spoke to Jiang Tao.

"Sun Hou! What do you want to do?"

Qi Zhu's expression changed drastically, and she retreated to Fang Mu's side. She felt her body unable to muster any strength and shouted in alarm.

"Hahaha! What do I want to do? Miss Qi Zhu, your beautiful face and graceful figure have made me yearn for you intensely."

"That brat Tu Qing has the desire but not the courage. This time, it seems I'll be the one to benefit."

"Sun Hou! Don't do anything reckless. Tu Qing is your master. Aren't you afraid he'll find out and tear you limb from limb?"

Qi Zhu, her face flushed with anger and shyness, glared at Sun Hou and threatened him.

"You don't need to worry about that, Miss Qi Zhu. You should focus more on yourself!"

"Hahaha! Today, Brother Sun Hou and I will share the beauties. Let's enjoy what it's like to have them."

Sun Hou walked towards Qi Zhu with a smile, while Jiang Tao laughed wantonly, his eyes ardently appraising Fang Jing's exquisite figure.

"Brat! You'd best not move. I might consider sparing your life and letting you admire my magnificent, swaying posture."

Listening to Jiang Tao's threat and watching him approach, Fang Mu revealed a knowing smile.

"Ah, something's wrong..."

Suddenly, several screams echoed from outside the house. They belonged to some of the thugs who had left the room.

"A few years ago, you killed a young girl here."

"Her death was so unjust, so tragic. You men, all of you, killed her and dumped her body in the desolate woods outside town."

"The ground in those desolate woods was so cold, so chilling..."

"The women you killed are hanging from the cold Blood Sophora, their blood seeping into the tree. Though their bodies have rotted, their resentment remains."

"They are in this room, hiding and watching you..."

"Look, how beautiful they are in their blood-red wedding dresses, like brides about to be married."

Fang Mu's hollow gaze and his ethereal words made Jiang Tao, who had been stepping forward, feel a chill crawl up his spine. He instinctively took two steps back in shock.

He stared at Fang Mu with disbelief, wondering how he knew these secrets.

"Gulp!"

Sun Hou swallowed in terror. Suddenly, he saw a bloody figure reflected on the window paper outside.

The bloody figure was pressed against the window paper, peering inside through a small hole that had been rubbed through at some point.

Looking at those vacant eyes and the blood-formed shadow, even Sun Hou, who had captured many demons, felt a shiver run down his spine.

With two muffled thuds, Fang Mu suddenly struck, knocking out Qi Zhu and Fang Jing.

He feared the potential gore and horror that might follow and didn't want to frighten them.

"My ladies, the auspicious hour has arrived. I've knocked them out. Come... come and enjoy!"

Hearing Fang Mu's ethereal words, he stood up with a smile, gesturing enthusiastically like a madam soliciting customers. This caused Sun Hou to cautiously step back.

"Damn it, stop playing these spooky games!"

Jiang Tao roared, suppressing the terror in his heart. He suddenly drew his saber and slashed towards Fang Mu's neck.

With the white blade entering and the red blade exiting, Jiang Tao's strike was merciless, directly slicing across Fang Mu's neck.

The free-flowing blood was like a fountain, splattering the ground and dyeing Fang Mu's clothes red.

"Oh dear! The blood is flowing out! What a waste."

Suddenly, Fang Mu's hoarse voice rang out, his face showing no trace of pain.

Under Sun Hou and Jiang Tao's terrified gazes, Fang Mu held his own head, spun it several times, and then twisted it clean off.

He then held the bleeding head, spraying blood, and looked at the two before reattaching it.

"Clang."

"That's creepy!"

Jiang Tao stared at Fang Mu in horror, his legs trembling so badly he felt a chill crawl from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

The long saber he was holding trembled and fell to the ground.

Sun Hou also let out a startled cry and retreated repeatedly, staring at Fang Mu with a face full of shock.

"Is Fang Mu some kind of eerie malevolent spirit? Or possessed?" Sun Hou wondered in terror.

"Don't look back. Trust me, you don't want to see the horrific faces of those young ladies behind you."

Fang Mu's hoarse voice echoed then, as if warning Sun Hou and Jiang Tao.

"Damn it, you playing with your head like that just makes us more scared!"

Sun Hou cursed under his breath, his legs still trembling. Feeling a chill creeping up from behind him, his hair stood on end as he turned his head.

"Ah!"

Sun Hou and Jiang Tao turned around almost simultaneously, only to be swallowed by countless bloody figures.

Amidst their terrified screams, a dark shadow flashed, followed by two loud thuds. Violent punches directly shattered their hearts.

The dark shadow dissipated, revealing Fang Mu's figure.

Fang Mu looked at the corpses of Sun Hou and Jiang Tao with a calm expression.

He could have avoided all this trouble, not needing to use a clone to replace his original body.

If he had acted, both Sun Hou and Jiang Tao would have certainly died.

But letting them die like this was too easy for them.

Especially Jiang Tao, who had done so many evil deeds. Even in death, he deserved to be scared a little before being sent on his way.

Controlling his Vital Energy, Fang Mu sewed up the severed neck of the clone and had it swallow a few Essence Blood Pills.

Then, Fang Mu grabbed the bodies of Sun Hou and Jiang Tao and brought them outside to the Blood Sophora tree in the courtyard.