Chapter 628: Bound to the Birth System, Becoming a Winner in Life Chapter 629: Background Rabbit Spirit (1)

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Protagonist:

Shen Yao

Tall mountains and dense forests, winding streams.

A pure white rabbit, snow-white all over without a single stray hair, appeared by the water's edge. It had a pair of beautiful red eyes, bright and sparkling like pure-colored gemstones.

In the distance, birds spread their wings and cried out; nearby, insects hummed and whispered.

The white rabbit lowered its head and drank some stream water with its three-part mouth, then leaped backward to an empty space. When she looked again, the rabbit had vanished, replaced by a girl with a well-proportioned figure.

The girl had above-average looks, wearing a white skirt made of thin gauze, her hair hanging loose behind her head.

'So I've become a rabbit spirit?' A demon?

Shen Yao called out to the system, sat down casually, and wore an indescribably strange expression.

Perhaps the shock of becoming a demon was too great; Shen Yao's head was still a bit dizzy.

'Host,' the system called out hesitantly, indicating that it had encountered some trouble during the transmission. Originally, it had selected an ordinary farm girl.

As it happened, the rabbit spirit just happened to appear near the farm girl. The system lost control for a moment, and the host entered the rabbit spirit's body.

Shen Yao:...

'Now I'm a demon. Let me digest this for a moment,' Shen Yao closed her eyes and reviewed the rabbit spirit's memories.

As it turned out, whether it was good or bad, the rabbit spirit had previously been muddled, knowing only eating and drinking, and there wasn't much useful information in its memories.

And before she arrived, the rabbit spirit had planned to go down the mountain for a stroll.

The reason was that the rabbit spirit had three or five friends who kept talking about how prosperous and interesting the human world outside was. After hearing it for a long time, the rabbit spirit was inexplicably attracted.

But plans never keep up with changes. Shen Yao's arrival ruined the rabbit spirit's plans. Whether to go down the mountain now depends on Shen Yao's thoughts.

'Where did the rabbit spirit go?' Shen Yao raised her hand and pinched her soft arm, thinking to herself that this transmigration was different from before—the rabbit spirit's soul was still there.

System: 'Possessing merit, reincarnation through rebirth.'

Merit? Rebirth?

The system weakly explained, 'Compensation for an error. Fortunately, the rabbit spirit doesn't mind.' Otherwise, it would be locked in the Small Black Room. Who made it fully responsible?

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao had quite a lot of speechlessness today. The system's unreliability once again refreshed her cognition.

Ending this topic, Shen Yao asked the system about the background of this world.

Hearing this, the system became spirited. 'This is an ancient world where spirits and monsters exist.'

Inside, there are monks and Taoist priests responsible for catching demons, but more often it is about love between humans and demons.

In other words, this is a world where humans and demons fall in love, and it is common for demons and humans to develop feelings.

However, those of different species must have different hearts.

The endings between different species often end in tragedies where both parties are injured. This has also led to increasingly tense relationships between humans and demons.

Demons going down to the mortal world try their best to hide their identities. If humans discover a demon's identity, they will choose to report to the authorities. Even if a human and a demon fall in love, they will be shouted at and attacked.

This rabbit spirit wanted to go down the mountain for a stroll. With such a muddled personality, it was highly likely it would go and not return.

Fortunately, Shen Yao arrived, and the rabbit spirit could also be reborn to enjoy life.

'Host, you're right. This rabbit spirit's ending isn't great.'

'It was deceived in body and heart by a scumbag, and in the end became a dead rabbit, its meat eaten by people.'

The system was indignant. The more worlds it transmigrated through, the more energy it had within it, and the more information it learned.

Like this rabbit spirit replaced by the host, if the host hadn't interfered, its future would be a fate of leaving no corpse behind. Its only function would be to serve as gossip for other demons to use in advising their own kind.

'Oh, how tragic. Fortunately, I came.'

This rabbit was a purely herbivorous animal, yet it met its end at human hands. Its skin and flesh were cheapened for others.

'Does this world have a protagonist?' Shen Yao placed both hands behind her head and leaned her body back.

A landscape of clear mountains and beautiful water always relaxes people. Shen Yao's body had always stayed on the mountain, and occasionally going down the mountain was just running to the village at the mountain foot.

Protagonist? It seemed to have nothing to do with this rabbit spirit of hers.

'Protagonist? Maybe,' the system said uncertainly, because the mainstream of this world was love between humans and demons.

After experiencing thousands of hardships, either achieving success, parting ways, or family destruction, every human-demon couple counts as a protagonist.

The system tried hard to dig up more information and then mentioned a pair of human-demon lovers possibly related to the rabbit spirit's existence: a fox demon and a scholar.

'A fox demon and a scholar? They met and fell in love in humble circumstances, then the scholar passed the imperial examination and instead married a daughter from a high-ranking family?'

Shen Yao reasoned based on her own understanding. Who made stories like this always more or less the same?

The system said dryly, 'Not only that. After the scholar passed the imperial examination, he caught the fox demon, flayed it, and gave it to his newlywed wife.'

'Afterward, the fox demon clan took revenge, and the scholar's entire household perished. Grudges and grievances were canceled out.'

Shen Yao was not surprised by this. After all, her own body had been eaten clean. What happened to the fox demon being flayed was the regular fate of animal-type demons.

'The connection between the fox demon and me is...' It couldn't be that the scholar was the scumbag who deceived the rabbit spirit.

System: '... It was the gossip used by the fox demon's own kind to advise the fox demon before it went down the mountain.'

How could a simple demon understand the meaning of 'birds of a feather flock together'?

They solemnly and emphatically guaranteed that the person they chose was different from the rest. In reality, they were all people who indulged in pleasure and lust, unfaithful and short-lived, more like demons than demons themselves.

Qingping City

This city was named because of a Qingping Mountain. It was rumored that there was an immortal on Qingping Mountain. Anyone with a serious illness who sincerely wished for it could be cured by the immortal.

"Hmph, rumors are just rumors — don't believe them entirely, but you can't disbelieve them either."

"The last healer was twenty years ago. As I see it, with no immortals around, there's no need to go up the mountain."

"......"

Shen Yao wore a pink dress, her hair coiled into a hair bun placed behind her head, with a string of pink round beads hanging before her forehead that swayed gently with every step.

Half a month had passed since Shen Yao transmigrated here; after getting familiar with the rabbit spirit's body, she packed her package and came to this mortal city.

The city was filled with a strong breath of bustling life, with people coming and going, exceptionally lively.

Shen Yao first spent money to rent a small residence, then went out to wander everywhere.

As she walked to a tea stall and heard people talking about ordinary gossip, Shen Yao thought she had nothing to do anyway, so she simply ordered a pot of tea to listen and drink at the same time.

"Mr. Zhao, you often tell stories at the teahouse, quickly tell us about the previous matter of the Sun Family."

"Right, they say the Sun Family was wiped out overnight by a monster, but I look at it and don't think it's quite like that."

"What do you mean? If not a monster, how could one knife kill them?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are so many strange people in the martial world — it's just simple killing kung fu."

"That's wrong. There are traces of monsters in this, but there are also human factors."

Mr. Zhao, who had a beard, opened his mouth and directly suppressed the other people's topic.

He was a storyteller, with wide-ranging sources of information; many stories he told on ordinary days had real cases, like the Sun Family extermination case they mentioned — Mr. Zhao had exclusive inside information.

Many gazes focused on Mr. Zhao, making this person's mood better as well.

"Please, those with money, support a money field; someone support a person field."

Mr. Zhao stood up and cupped his hands, then picked up the paper fan he had placed on the table, paired with the wooden clapper beside him, and the storyteller's manner was thus displayed.

Shen Yao sat up straight, her eyes full of interest — this person was somewhat interesting.

Because just as the other person stood up, Shen Yao smelled demonic energy drifting in the air.

So this Mr. Zhao was a demon!

No wonder he was so familiar with the Sun Family extermination case — perhaps this person had contact with the killer.

"Speaking of the Sun Family, we must start from how the Sun Family's old patriarch started his business."

"...... Having received a monster's favor, one must offer tribute, but since the Sun Family's old patriarch passed away, the Sun Family's descendants have been perfunctory."

Over a long time, they were naturally dissatisfied, and the Sun Family itself was not proper — humph!"

This hum sounded like a thunderclap, shocking everyone awake from the story.

Shen Yao blinked, the tea poured had already been drunk dry; she called Little Two to bring several plates of fine small dishes, eating while listening to the matter of the Sun Family.

Finally Shen Yao drew the conclusion that the Sun Family's trouble was purely a case of reaping what one sows (of course, the monster forces within were not innocent either), but it seemed such things happened often, because this Mr. Zhao's style changed and he had already started talking about other strange tales.

Shen Yao sat at the tea stall for a whole morning, drank a pot of tea and several plates of small dishes, and by the way listened to a bellyful of gossip.

Some were stories that happened in Qingping City, some were stories that happened in other towns, but more were legends with a mysterious color, true and false extremely hard to distinguish.

Shen Yao, as a member of the monsters, was not interested in these stories, but instead paid more attention to the monsters hidden among the crowd.

"One, two, three... seven"

Exactly seven — the frequency of monsters she encountered in Qingping City was really not low.

Going out every morning, returning to the residence at night, wandering around Qingping City in between.

Shen Yao had only been out for three days, and had discovered traces of seven monsters in total.

Among them were Mr. Zhao who liked telling stories at the tea stall, a mouse spirit who loved freedom, and a domestic cat spirit who cheated to eat and drink.

Shen Yao's encounters with them were mostly accidental, and she had no intention of recognizing them.

Besides their own kind, monsters were more willing to live alone. Don't look at how the mortal world's rumors say monsters are how hateful and dangerous, but the vast majority of monsters are timid and fearful; they long for the mortal world and fear the mortal world.

Against the background of human-monster romance, although individual monsters were strong, they could not compare to the great trend; the scoundrel men and resentful women in stories all got their due endings, but stories are ultimately just stories, and the helplessness that happens in reality is commonplace.

"Candied haws, sweet and delicious candied haws, two coins a skewer."

"Sesame cakes, crispy and crunchy sesame cakes, fresh out of the oven, fair to old and young."

"Sour soup noodles, sugar-filled steamed buns and dumplings, come over and take a look, take a look."

"......"

Shen Yao in a light blue long dress shook the braid she had just tied, "Boss, a bowl of sour soup noodles, and a portion of vegetarian dumplings."

After speaking, she pulled aside a table and chair and sat down; Shen Yao took out chopsticks and wiped them with a handkerchief.

A full bowl of sour soup noodles and a steaming plate of dumplings were brought by the shop assistant, with fresh fragrant white steam rising.

Sniffing with her jade nose, Shen Yao's belly, long shriveled from a night, made a gurgle gurgle sound.

Hungry.

Licking her lips, she picked up chopsticks, pinched a dumpling and sent it into her mouth; Shen Yao's eyes brightened slightly — delicious!

A plate of dumplings was soon finished; Shen Yao, from being insatiable, waved for another plate.

This morning market was opened near the residence; she came here every day to find food.

Paired with soft, sticky, thick sour soup noodles, Shen Yao ate to a round, full belly.

Raising her hand to pat her belly, after counting the copper coins she placed them on the table; Shen Yao stood up and walked along the street outward.

There were many pedestrians here in the morning; some had bought food to take home, some had come out to work and first filled their bellies.

By rights, a young maiden of marriageable age like Shen Yao appearing here was strange, but miraculously, no one lingered on her, as if by tacit agreement they ignored her.

"The adjusted breath-concealing technique works well; as long as one is not a cultivator, a monster blending into the crowd is not conspicuous — at least they won't be shouted at and beaten while strolling."

"Host, our main mission," the system began its chanting journey again.

"No rush, let's stroll first; we must pick one that pleases the eye before making a move," Shen Yao looked left and right, and even actively bought some when she came across a rouge and powder vendor.

Although ancient cosmetics could not compare to modern convenience, they won in vivid colors, safety and efficiency, especially since the vendors were professionally matched.

"Miss, what color rouge do you like? As long as you speak, Miss."

"Oh? Are there all colors?"

The vendor was a woman of striking beauty, a wedding dress bright and dazzling.

"Of course."

Shen Yao raised her eyebrow, "I want all of these; it would be even better if there were pure red."

The woman's expression froze, "Pure red?"

"Yes, only then is it pure," Shen Yao pursed her lips, smiling as she touched the red rose on the woman's head, identical to a real flower, even with dew drops.

The woman:...

The woman's body shrank slightly, and she involuntarily took a step back.

"What? Are you afraid?" Afraid of what? She wouldn't strike.

Such a beautiful flower fairy, of course she was happiest alive.

Shen Yao was not one to crush flowers, but upon seeing a living flower fairy, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her.

"No, nothing."

The woman, the vendor who was a rose spirit, forced a laugh and shook her head, thinking to herself that she was truly unlucky; usually nothing happened, but today she had actually met a troublemaker who came to cause a scene, and a female one at that.

"Since it's nothing, then check out."

Withdrawing the palm she had placed on the woman's head, Shen Yao said before leaving, "So fragrant," which directly scared the vendor into hastily packing up her stall and leaving.

Shen Yao:... really can't resist teasing

"Host, it seems you want to eat it," even fairies are afraid of death.

After all, this was merely a rose spirit that had gained an opportunity but had no skills at all; besides being beautiful, she was good for nothing.

Shen Yao shrugged her shoulders, still holding the rouge she had just bought, "She has no vigilance at all, not only can she not contain her demonic aura, she even carries her original form on her head."

It was as if she feared those monks and Taoists wouldn't discover her and exorcise her to destruction.

"I kindly remind you, hoping she remembers this lesson in the future; a cunning rabbit has three burrows, plant spirits becoming sentient are already rare, but she must never lose her life due to carelessness."

Even ordinary people could take a rose spirit's life, yet she dared to brazenly set up a stall on the street; she was either a domesticated fairy or one who had just taken human form, because anyone with a bit of intelligence wouldn't do such a thing.

Playing with the rouge in her hand, Shen Yao discovered people gathering ahead, eh? There was more liveliness to watch!