After hearing the woman say this, Pu Zixuan also felt something was wrong. He looked at her carefully for a while. The woman's hair was linen, pink double-breasted trousers, and exquisite silver earrings in both ears. Although she was as charming as the white-haired banshee's beauty, her eyebrows were charming and cute, and she did not have the evil spirit of the banshee at all.

Pu Zixuan's defense finally loosened a little. He put down the crossbow and said in a singular voice: "Okay, then please tell me who my ancestors are. If I can convince me, I will untie the rope for you immediately."

The woman said, "Okay, then I will tell you that your ninth generation ancestor is the greatest purifier in history, Mr. Liu Quan."

Monk Pu Zixuan and Zhang Er were confused: "What is the purifying messenger? What is the lay Buddhist Liuquan?"

The woman sighed and said, "Oh, I really don't know. It seems that I have to popularize common sense for you first. Mr. Liuquan is the nickname of Mr. Pu Songling!"

Pu Zixuan was shocked and said, "What? I am a descendant of Pu Songling?"

"What's the point of making a fuss about? Isn't your surname Pu?"

"Is the surname Pu must be the descendant of Pu Songling? He wrote "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", so great, who dares to think about it?"

"Forget it... Alas, indeed, when you talk about Pu Songling, your first reaction is "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". I will ask you, how much do you know about Mr. Pu Songling?"

Pu Zixuan replied: "Well... the private school teacher told us that Pu Songling originally wanted to get a fame, but he was always unnamed. He was depressed and poor, so he opened a shop in his hometown called "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" to provide free tea for passers-by. He didn't want passers-by to give him money, but he just asked everyone to tell him a story related to ghosts. Then he gathered these stories into the novel "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"... Later... well... later... for nothing. I'm not a good student, and I remember that there are only so many."

The woman smiled and asked, "You said that Mr. Pu is poor and difficult to support himself. How can he provide free tea to others? Isn't this a contradiction?"

Pu Zixuan immediately wondered: "It's very strange, but I didn't know that I was his descendant before, so why do I care about so much?"

The woman said solemnly: "People only know that Pu Songling is a great writer, but they don't know that Mr.'s real identity is the purifier. As a descendant of Mr., you must know the truth... Indeed, as you said, Mr.'s first half of his life was the first half of his life who was fame but was depressed but was unsuccessful. However, Mr. has embarked on the path of subduing demons and eliminating demons since he woke up from the thirty-five years old. His second half of his life was the second half of his life who was entangled with monsters."

Pu Zixuan asked curiously: "According to what you said, are the stories in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" not editors, but Pu Songling's personal experience?"

The woman nodded: "At least most of it is. He hopes that future generations will know the truth about monsters in this world. Unfortunately, this is not in the interests of the rulers. The gentleman knew that if he really wrote that, these books would definitely be burned, so he wrote them into monster novels, which allowed the works to be preserved. Alas, it is no wonder that the truth of history has been deliberately buried by others."

Pu Zixuan asked again: "Who...what is that purifying messenger?"

The woman said slowly and slowly: "In this world, since ancient times, there have been two completely opposite groups: one is monster and the other is the purifying messenger. You have already experienced the horror of monsters. The purifying messenger is a human who awakens the power of purification. Only with their purifying power can they compete with powerful monsters. Only with their purifying power can one of these people be one of the 936,400 people, Mr. Pu Songling is the leader, and just a few days ago, the purifying power of your body was also awakened."

Pu Zixuan recalled for a moment and said, "No wonder the white-haired banshee was defeated by this force on me. She also said the word "Purification Power". This mystery was solved. But... why is it so accurate? Why is there only one of the 930,000 people?"

The woman said mischievously: "Oh, actually I want to say that there is only one out of a million people, but the more specific it is, the more real it sounds. The descendants of the purifying messenger will not necessarily awaken the power of purification, but the chance will always be much greater than that of ordinary people. After the death of the gentleman, his descendants have not awakened the power of purification. I have worked hard for more than 140 years and finally waited until you awaken!"

Pu Zixuan was shocked: "More than 140 years? How old are you... how old are you?"

The woman responded indifferently: "I am also a monster. We monsters have at least four or five hundred years of life, so of course we live longer. As for me, we are about one hundred and seventy years old."

Pu Zixuan raised the crossbow again: "You are indeed a monster! Why are you looking for me?"

The woman pouted and said, "Don't you make it so nervous, okay? A monster must be a bad person? Are you humans necessarily good people? Besides, I am not completely a monster. I also have human blood flowing, half humans, and half monsters..."

Pu Zixuan thought of the werewolf for a moment, and Huang Ping'an again. He remembered the words he had said, "People are sometimes more vicious than wolves." Then he put down his crossbow and asked, "Then you, a shemale, come to me tonight, what's the point?"

The woman scolded: "Bao, you are so stinky, what kind of shemale? I'm called a half demon! Do you understand half demon?"

So Pu Zixuan remembered what the little boy said at No. 14, Li'an Road: "After the monster is combined with humans, the monster born is a half-demon." Some fragmented mysteries gradually pieced together. Pu Zixuan felt that it seemed that he was about to form a system for them, so he changed his words and asked, "Then, what's the point of finding me like?"

The woman said, "Tonight is the full moon night. I want to ask you to use your purifying power to turn me into a human."

Pu Zixuan frowned and asked, "Why do you want to become a human?"

The woman's eyes became a little vicissitudes: "This is an agreement between me and my husband. Unfortunately, the husband was unable to wait for this day..."

From the woman's eyes, Pu Zixuan really couldn't feel her hostility, and even felt a little pity. He gradually took off his guard and said, "Okay, your name is Chen Shuqing, right? Then, tell me, what kind of story did you have between you and Pu Songling... Mr. Pu? As long as I tell you the truth, I am willing to fulfill the unfulfilled wishes of my ancestors."
Chapter completed!