Chapter 142: You Have Overstepped

He said indifferently.

"I have troubled you, Daoist!"

"You are too polite, benefactor!" Glancing at the little white fox that had followed along, a look of confusion appeared in the Daoist's eyes.

"Benefactor... this is...?"

Su Yuanshan spouted nonsense off the top of his head.

"This is a wild fox I picked up in the mountains. I saw that it was clever and well-behaved, and it felt quite close to me, so I brought it along!"

However, upon hearing this, the Daoist's expression became somewhat flustered; he stared at the little white fox with a look as if he had seen a ghost, and hurriedly said.

"Benefactor, you truly picked it up from the great mountains? If that is the case, then that is truly terrible!

Have you forgotten the rules here? Quickly return it; if you are late, it will be too late!"

At that moment, Su Yuanshan frowned slightly; to tell the truth, he was truly a bit bewildered.

He had only casually made up a reason, never expecting this Daoist to have such a huge reaction.

He seemed to be afraid; what exactly was he afraid of?

And that master of his, how did he know I was coming in the last few days? He even had a room prepared for me in advance; what kind of sacred person is he exactly?

Glancing at the white walls all around and the ancient cypress tree in front of the main hall hung with prayer charms, Su Yuanshan said displeasedly.

"I do not care about any rules or lack thereof; this fox and I are fated, how can I abandon it in the deep mountains again?

If we are not welcome here, I shall leave!"

Hearing Su Yuanshan say this, the Daoist became even more flustered, waving his hands repeatedly.

"Benefactor, you have misunderstood, misunderstood; you know this poor Daoist did not mean that.

This poor Daoist just cannot understand; you are also a regular guest here, how... sigh... very well, very well..."

Finally, the Daoist gritted his teeth and said to Su Yuanshan.

"Since things have reached this point, leaving it here will... be fine, but..."

Su Yuanshan raised an eyebrow.

"But what?"

The Daoist said with a solemn face.

"If you truly do not want to return it, after tonight, you must not let it step out of your room even one step. Otherwise, even if you are the master's honored guest, we cannot protect you! I think you understand, right?"

Seeing Su Yuanshan noncommittal, the Daoist breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed a smile onto his face.

"Benefactor, please come with me!"

The Daoist led Su Yuanshan around the middle hall, walking along the stone slabs, and gave Su Yuanshan a warning as they walked.

"The old rule still stands: you absolutely must not enter the Zhuyuan behind us; you may wander around other places."

"Additionally, it is best to go to that great mountain behind the temple less. If you cannot endure the loneliness and want to go up the mountain to wander, that is fine.

But you must not be later than the third quarter of the noon hour! I think I do not need to say it for you to understand!"

As he spoke, they arrived beside a small hut. The hut was made of cypress wood with clear grain, and a small wooden plaque hung by the door with the two characters 'Pilgrim' written on it.

The Daoist took out a bunch of keys, opened the copper lock with a 'clatter', then unhooked a key and handed it to Su Yuanshan, saying with a smile.

"It is simple on the mountain; I hope the benefactor does not mind. You should rest early, and this poor Daoist will not disturb you further. If you have any matters, just go to the Jingtang nearby to find me!"

Before leaving, he specifically glanced at the little white fox with a strange expression.

Su Yuanshan nodded, and the Daoist left.

He closed the door and looked around.

The room was indeed somewhat simple as the Daoist had said, with only a large bed, a mattress, a round table, and two white-lacquered round drum stools. On the table were a teapot and tea set.

On the windowsill sat a sky-blue glazed jade spring vase with a sprig of wintersweet inserted, though the flower buds were white.

The table was white, the stools were white, the flowers were white, white, white, and white again!

To tell the truth, Su Yuanshan did not quite understand the temple master's hobby; was he a lover of white?

Just as he picked up the teapot to pour tea, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart. Su Yuanshan did not even think and threw the teapot directly. With a 'bang', the teapot was shattered into pieces, and from inside emerged a monster covered in mouths that gnashed its teeth from time to time; its teeth were as sharp as razor blades.

It was fortunate that Su Yuanshan threw it quickly; otherwise, if he had been bitten by it, he would have lost at least a chunk of flesh.

Following a burst of eerie laughter, Su Yuanshan saw the little white fox's body rapidly growing larger. Finally, the fox tail and fur disappeared, replaced by a woman—a faceless woman wearing mourning clothes, and she was laughing.

But what made one feel eerie was that he did not know where her laughter was coming from.

That monster covered in mouths, seeing the strange woman appear, jumped onto her body and writhed for a moment, actually merging with her to become her eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and nose.

Su Yuanshan snorted coldly. Without a second thought, he curled his right hand into a ball, suddenly channeled his Qi, grabbed through the air, and twisted hard.

Only a 'crack' was heard as he directly snapped that thing's neck.

She fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

A one-hit kill! Su Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat shocked in his heart. He thought, what kind of sacred thing is this monster? How did it replace the little white fox without him noticing? Where is the little white fox now?

"Giggle," an eerie, strange sound suddenly rang out. Su Yuanshan was startled in his heart and looked over abruptly. He did not know when, but the strange thing he had killed had actually reappeared before him, completely unscathed. Moreover, it rubbed its neck and said quite unhappily.

"You are too violent, I haven't even finished speaking..."

Before she could finish the word 'speaking', she saw a cold glint flash in Su Yuanshan's eyes. He grabbed through the air again; this time there was no spiritual power, but he directly used the Golden Light Divine Power and, with a 'bang', forcibly crushed the strange thing's head.

Amidst the splashing fluids, the strange woman fell down.

This time, Su Yuanshan did not dare to be the slightest bit careless; he directly summoned his top-grade Lingqi Flying Sword, suddenly channeled the Azure Waves Ice Dragon Art, and stared fixedly at the strange thing's corpse!

One second, two seconds, three seconds... ten breaths of time passed, and only then did Su Yuanshan breathe a sigh of relief, about to store the strange thing's corpse into his spirit ring.

Suddenly, those fluids and the bits of flesh all over the ground seemed to come alive, crawling toward the corpse one after another, and finally gathered again into a complete body.

At that moment, Su Yuanshan was truly shocked; he had killed it twice, yet this guy had not been killed.

In the moment Su Yuanshan was stunned, the strange woman darted out of the room, seemingly afraid of him, but her eerie words drifted back from afar.

"Zhongyin, you have overstepped! My master told you that the reason he snatched your spirit beast was to warn you. You had best meddle less in our affairs here, otherwise... hmph hmph..."

Su Yuanshan immediately unleashed his divine sense and leaped out the window, intending to give chase, only to discover that the fellow's aura had vanished without a trace, leaving him with no way to pursue.

Intermediate Yin? Crossing boundaries? Their affairs?

At this moment, waves were stirred up within Su Yuanshan's heart; he felt as if he had touched upon something extraordinary, something mysterious and troublesome!

Who is Intermediate Yin? Or rather, what kind of thing is it? A person's name? A title? A profession? Or perhaps....... Su Yuanshan felt his mind was in a mess, with no way to know at all.