Pu Zixuan only knew that his great-grandfather was a native of Henan before he moved to Lijiang to settle down, and he didn't want his ancestor Pu Songling to live in Pujiazhuang, Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province, further north, and all the stories started from there.

In the thirty-fifth year of Kangxi, that is, in 1696, Pu Songling, who was fifty-six years old, was still in good health and had been engaged in the work of subduing demons and eliminating demons for a long time. At that time, the land of China was in the era of rampant demons, and the monsters who originally lived in the mountains and mountains and were difficult to find their whereabouts frequently entered and exited human society, wantonly infringing on the common people in the world.

One day, in Hongzaozhuang near Pujiazhuang, a huge monster with a human face and a wolf body broke into the village and launched an attack on the villagers. Everywhere the monster went, the entire village was already covered in death, wounded, and devastation, and the villagers fled in all directions with a scream, among them, a mother who fled with a baby in her arms and the man next to her became the new target of the werewolf.

The werewolf's legs and feet were as fast as lightning, and in an instant he caught up with the three of them on the mountain road at the edge of the village, and before the woman could react, the werewolf had already pounced on the woman from behind and held the baby in his mouth.

The woman shouted in panic: "Please, spare the child, please!" Despite the terrible sound of her voice, the werewolf showed no mercy, and within a few bites, the baby had become something in her womb.

The woman was grief-stricken, and in grief and indignation, she picked up a stone on the side of the road and smashed the werewolf's head fiercely, shouting: "You monster, return my child, return my child!" ”

Enraged, the werewolf immediately grabbed the woman's neck with his paws, and with a slight force, the woman died on the spot.

Seeing this, the man was already so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling and begging: "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me!" ”

The werewolf threw away the woman's corpse, raised his paws and was about to attack the man, when Pu Songling, who was passing by the Red Date Village, arrived just in time and shouted: "Monster, stop!" ”

The werewolf was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Pu Songling, and said in a voice that was neither human nor ghostly: "You are the Purification Messenger. ”

When the man saw the savior, he quickly got up and ran behind Pu Songling and begged: "Monk Liuquan, please save me!" ”

Pu Songling shouted at the werewolf: "You have done a lot of evil, you should go to the eighteenth layer of hell after death!" ”

The werewolf was full of evil anger and said: "Damn it, purification messenger, as long as you give me the heart, I will spare this man today." ”

Although the purification messenger is the nemesis of the monster, but when it comes to the specific purification messenger and the monster, there is no inevitable restraint relationship, and who kills the deer depends on the ability of both parties, so the werewolf's provocation to Pu Songling is not beyond his strength.

There wasn't much to say between the two, the werewolf had already raised the demonic power to a sufficient height, and after a while, its whole body was filled with red aura, causing sand and stones to fly around, and the werewolf opened its fangs and roared, and rushed straight towards Pu Songling.

Pu Songling calmly faced the werewolf, exerted his strength slightly, and saw that a cloud of sky-blue aura had gathered in his hand, and as soon as he raised his hand, a blue pillar of light was released from his hand, directly piercing the werewolf's body, and the werewolf immediately fell to the ground.

The werewolf gulped out blue blood and exclaimed, "Such a strong purification power...... You...... Who are you? ”

"Liuquan Jushi, Pu Songling is also."

The werewolf was relieved: "You...... It turned out to be the famous Pu Songling...... I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, but if I can die at your hands, I can count it as a well-deserved death. ”

Pu Songling asked sharply, "Why did you hurt so many people's lives?" ”

The werewolf replied weakly, "Hungry ......"

Pu Songling's heart was sour, in recent years, due to wars, natural disasters, and demon disasters, there has been a lack of harvest everywhere in Shandong, and even he has not been able to eat enough for a few days, he can quite understand the situation of this monster, but after all, hurting people's lives is a matter of hurting heaven and reason, so he shouted: "You evil wolf, you have hurt a total of ten people's lives, and you must go to hell to atone for your sins!" After reincarnation, I want you to save twenty lives before you can be liberated. With that, the words came out of his mouth, and the werewolf stopped breathing at the sound of the incantation.

When the villagers saw that the monster was dead, they rushed to thank Pu Songling, and some people took out bacon and sausages as thanks, but Pu Songling refused one by one. Although he was already poor, the life of these villagers was not much better than his, and he always believed that the God had given him this unique power of purification to uphold justice and eliminate harm for the people, not to earn money.

On this day, Pu Songling was just going up the mountain to collect medicine, said goodbye to the villagers, and continued to walk up the mountain.

Pu Songling walked into the grove in the direction of the cry and demonic energy, and saw that on the ground, a young nine-tailed fox was caught in the trap of the beast and clamped its legs, and the wound was oozing azure blood.

"Oh, what a cute little monster!" Pu Songling carefully broke the trap open, rescued the little fox demon, and said, "Although you are a monster, I don't feel your evil spirit at all, as long as you haven't done anything hurtful, you shouldn't be punished." After speaking, Pu Songling held up the little fox demon, made a cut in the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, and secretly used the power of purification to transport his blood into the wound of the little fox demon, and then ripped off a rag on his clothes, bandaged the little fox demon, gently put it in the basket, and continued to move forward. I saw that the little fox demon suddenly stopped screaming in pain and laughed "giggle".

In the evening, in the chat, Pu Songling and his wife Liu discussed the future of the little fox demon. Pu Songling proposed: "Anyway, our son is not around, so let's raise her as a daughter." ”

Liu is three years younger than Pu Songling, and has always been Pu Songling's virtuous helper, and most of his opinions are obedient, but this time he said in embarrassment: "It's good, but she's a monster after all." Now everyone outside knows that you are their great benefactor in subduing demons and eliminating demons, once they know that you have monsters, then you are at a loss. ”

Pu Songling said with a smile: "Pure monsters, usually look like monsters, you can see at a glance that it takes a lot of demon power to become a human form, and it can't last long, but once a monster accepts a human blood transfusion, it will become a half-demon, and it will remain a human for a long time, as long as you don't deliberately become a demon form, you will never be recognized, don't believe it, you come with me." ”

The two came to the firewood room together, only to see that the little fox demon in the back basket had indeed changed into a human form, just like a little girl about one year old, only the pointed ears had not changed. Pu Songling said: "Look, it is estimated that by tomorrow morning, this ear should also become a human ear." ”

When the little fox demon saw the two elders coming, he jumped up and down in the basket excitedly, and spit out intermittently: "Thank you...... Thank you ......"

As soon as he saw the cute appearance of the little girl, Liu was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and thought for a while: "Just tell the outside that this is the daughter of my cousin's family, who fled from Shanxi." I, ah, I thought of a name for her, called Chen Shuqing, how about it? ”

When Pu Songling heard this, he was pleased to hold Liu in his arms: "Shuqing? What a name! I knew that no matter what I did, you would support me in the end. Thank you, with you, my Pu Songling has been worth it all my life. ”

Liu also said warmly: "Didn't I also flee and marry into the Pu family back then?" Over the years, whether you are taking the test for fame, teaching, subduing demons, or writing books, I have never interfered with your choice. Although we can't be rich and rich, as long as we can live this life in peace and honestly, I will have no regrets. ”