Demon King’s Repayment

Chapter 29

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The shikigami wearing a silver pointed mask galloped in front of him, and a silver thread was drawn from the bottom of his inch-high body, leaving a long silver light along the way. It's like a sweater with a thread off. It starts to decrease in circles from the legs. Seeing the legs disappear, the body disappears, and the head wearing the pointed mask is only a little bit left, and finally dissipates in the air.

Yuan Xianger walked through the virgin forest in winter, following the silver light he left on the road. She used the smell left over from the bamboo cage where the hornet had been staying to summon the shikigami to find the hornet's residence, but since the time had gone a long way, the smell left by the hornet was too weak, and the journey into the mountain was too long. , the shikigami has lost its effect when the exact location of the cockroach is not found.

Just had to look around for it.

It is noon now, and the sun is shining in the sky. Even if you walk in the jungle with dense branches and leaves, you can still feel the scorching sun.

Yuan Xianger was a little worried about Han Rui hiding in the basket, "Doctor Han, how do you feel? The sun is so bright, do you need to avoid it?"

"I don't care, I'm fine. Since I entered this forest, the spiritual body below seems to be more and more stable." Han Rui's voice came from behind.

Wu Yuan squatted on the top of the basket, stretched out her claws and pulled Han Rui out to play with him, "This is already the spiritual world of Tianlang Mountain, and the abundance of spiritual power is incomparable to the human world. It is the most suitable for his kind of spirit. It grows, but there are also many soul-devouring beasts here that feed on soul essence. Take good care of him, and don’t be taken away by any monster by accident.”

While the three were talking, a hollowed-out golden ball rolled out of the bushes, and Jingle Bell happened to stop at Yuan Xianger's feet. Yuan Xianger bent down and picked it up. This is a hollowed-out golden ball of butterfly play peony. Play in hand.

This is a popular toy among children in Queqiu. It is woven into a sphere with rattan, and a ringing bell is installed in it. More sophisticated people will also dye the woven rattan, or hang colored beads inside. The feathers make it colorful and clinking when rolling, which is very interesting. Yuan Xianger has several in her family, some of which were made up by Yu Yao when she was young.

But after all, it is only a children's toy. It is rare to see such a fine work of gold. It must be a toy in the hands of a child of a prominent family.

"Give it back to me, it's mine." A voice sounded from behind the woods.

Yuan Xianger raised her head and saw a four or five-year-old girl standing under an old locust tree that had lost its leaves. She had a small white face and dark pupils. She was wearing a thin and silky cloak, standing with bare feet. in the snow.

Although it looks like a human, in such a deep mountain, with such strange clothes, it is almost impossible to be a human child.

But Yuan Xianger still handed the golden ball forward, and the girl reached out with Bai Shengsheng's hands to catch it. Her fingers were round and tender and white, stained with a little dirt, no matter how you looked at it, she was still just a child.

"What do humans do here?" A woman's voice sounded from the girl, and the voice sounded long, cold and indifferent, not at all commensurate with her small appearance.

"I'm here to find a friend." Yuan Xiang'er said, "Her name is Dixie (read: Huiteng), do you know where she lives?"

"Hydra?" The girl stared at Yuan Xiang'er with her dark eyes for a moment, and finally stretched out a white and tender little finger to point forward, "You can see it soon after turning from that position."

Yuan Xianger sincerely thanked her, and when she turned around to leave, she looked back at her.

The little girl stood under the dead branches covered with frost and snow in her childhood, wearing a short cloak that was as light and smooth as butterfly wings, bare arms and legs, and a pair of small feet just stepped on the cold snow. .

Like Jin Yu, who often wanders in the human world, or like Wu Yuan, who has been carefully cared for and dressed up by her family since she was a child, and is familiar with the living habits of human beings, she is very good at preparing a set of exquisite and beautiful human clothes for herself when she changes into a human form. . But if it is a monster who is far away from the human world and lives in isolation, they may not be able to figure out how to wear the three layers of clothing, shoes and socks in humans. Even if they change into human form, they may just use a cloak to cover things.

"Are you cold like this?" Yuan Xiang'er asked.

Although this little girl was just a fairy, Yuan Xianger looked at her lonely appearance, standing in the snow in thin clothes and bare feet, she couldn't help feeling cold for her, so she took off the cashmere hood on her head and put it on on the head of the little girl.

This hat has a ring of fluff on the brim, a pair of ears on the side that protect the cheeks, and two white fur balls hanging from the bottom, which is very warm.

"Let's go, thank you, little sister." Yuan Xiang'er waved goodbye and got into the path pointed out by the little girl.

The girl stood on the snow, stretched out her small hand and touched the hat on her head. The hat was a bit big for her, and it was warm. It had the body temperature of the human just now, and there was no unpleasant odor that she had imagined.

"Ah Yan, didn't you mean to eat that human?" A low and hoarse voice came from the ground, the snow slowly rose, and a huge humanoid monster made of rocks and snow appeared.

The little girl sat high on the shoulders of the stone man, swaying her bare feet and playing with the pom-poms hanging from her hat with great interest.

"Forget it, for the hat's sake."

"But Ah Yan, I'm already very hungry."

"Let's go, let's go to the tiger to eat, the bison can also. Humans have nothing to eat, and the smell is only a little bit, and it's not enough to stick in the teeth."

Yuan Xianger, who did not know that she had escaped a catastrophe, followed the girl's instructions and turned around the mountain road.

Wu Yuan then carefully emerged his little head from the basket, looked left and right, and whispered, "Ah Xiang, that person just now was so scary, aren't you afraid?"

"Is that a very powerful monster just now? I can't tell, she's just so big."

"No, no, she's not small at all, she's a big one. It scares me." Wu Yuan's innate ability is his eyes, which can see through all changes and point to the truth.

Yuan Xiang'er held the basket on her back to her chest, and patted his fried little head soothingly,

"It's okay, no matter if she is a powerful demon or not, I think she is quite kind. Look ahead, she really didn't lie to us."

Wu Yuan looked up, and in the depths of the layers of cedar, a low wall made of yellow mud was faintly revealed. The thatch on the top of the wall was covered with white snow, and there were several wooden houses inside. The smoke and dust from the roof rose. Generally, only in places where humans live, it is necessary to prepare three meals a day, and there will be smoke from cooking.

Yuan Xiang'er entered the room cautiously and knocked on the bamboo door,

"Is anyone home?"

"Come, come, who is it?" A familiar voice answered the door with a smile, and the cockroach's smiling face appeared in the yard.

"Ah Xiang, how could it be you? Come in quickly." He was surprised and delighted, and let Yuan Xiang'er into the room.

Entering Huxian's bedroom, Yuan Xianger looked around curiously.

Although the house is small, the beds, screens, tables and chairs, and bronze mirrors are all placed in a simple and elegant manner, and they are spotlessly cleaned. There is also a pine and bamboo patterned jade pot spring bottle on the desk, with a blooming red plum at the mouth of the bottle, which complements the subtle fragrance of Yaju, which is wild and lingering.

"You're really decent here, you don't have any flavor. I can't tell, you can live a good life." Yuan Xiang'er sat down at the wooden table in the room.

"You know, we snakes are in winter

Tiandu is very lazy, and I don't want to move at all, how can I toss this. "Hypocchi coughed a little embarrassedly, "Didn't I raise a human cub?" I just thought about flipping some human furniture over, but after flipping it, I just piled it up casually. Who knew that little thing was very diligent, it was him... cough. "

Just as he was talking, an eight or nine-year-old boy opened the curtain and entered the room with a tea tray. He was wearing a moon-white robe, his black hair was neatly combed on the top of his head, and he was also tied with a moon-white hairband. With a black veil, he was clearly in the midst of filial piety.

His face was thin, his body was injured, there was a piece of gauze on his forehead, and there were obvious claw marks on his wrist and neck, but his expression was calm.

Yuan Xiang'er groaned in her heart, thinking that this might be Doctor Han's son, Han Youzhi. After he appeared, Yuan Xianger's back basket swayed slightly. Yuan Xianger took out the small ceramic figure that Han Rui had placed in the back basket and put it on the table, so that he could see the appearance of the young man.

The young man silently placed a cup of steaming tea in front of Yuan Xianger and Dixie, and placed two trays of various dried fruits on the table. Even Wu Yuan thoughtfully placed a small plate of dried fish and a small cup of tea in front of him, apparently getting used to some non-human guests here. Then, at a young age, he sensible and silently saluted and retired.

The villain on the ceramic table still has the same smooth face, curved eyebrows, and slightly bowed appearance. But almost without Wu Yuan's explanation, Yuan Xiang'er could see a strong emotion from her thin eyebrows, as if the little porcelain man was about to fall off the corner of the table and chase after the boy who exited the room.

"What did you bring?" Dixie sat opposite Yuan Xianger and looked at Han Rui on the table, "It seems to be a ghost that is relatively common in the human world."

"This one is a friend of mine." Yuan Xiang'er avoided the topic, intending to clarify the situation first, "Ah, how did that human boy come here?"

"You said Xiaoyou." Dixie glanced at the curtain of the house door, "His human parents are dead, he is bullied every day by the same kind, that is, you humans, his place is occupied, and he can only live in relatives in turn. Family, those relatives were not very kind to him, they beat him or scolded him every day, he was not given any food, and he was sent to the mountains to chop wood in heavy snow. live with me."

Listening to these words, the little porcelain man on the table, which was shaking slightly, gradually became quiet. He just stood silently on the table like that, with his curved eyebrows and porcelain white face, but Yuan Xianger looked at him. Can't help but feel a little sad.

"But this child is an ordinary human after all, and is not suitable to live in the world of demons for a lifetime." Yuan Xianger said, "Also, we discussed it last time, are you really ready to adopt a human child? "

Han Rui is Han Youzhi's father. From a father's point of view, he definitely doesn't want his son to have no siblings or partners in his life, and to live forever in the world of demons as a weak alien.

At the same time, as a monster whose life is close to infinity, it is not necessarily a matter of consuming energy and emotion to raise a human child and watching him grow old and die in a very short period of time. a pleasant thing.

It's like asking a human being to adopt a cute pet with sincerity, but watching him grow from childhood to death in a few days. Presumably basically no one would be willing to take the initiative to accept such a breeding experience.

"Yes, I originally listened to your suggestion and felt that it was really not suitable to keep him here for a long time. I want to send him back to the human world." He avoided Yuan Xiang'er's eyes, and then turned back in frustration, "I Promise, I've tried so many times. Unfortunately, it all failed."

She took a sip of tea and concealed her embarrassment, "You know what? He's really cute and cute. He's a small one, his hair is soft and well-behaved. He can clean the house and cook delicious food. I I just thought about raising him for a few more days, but it ended up being delayed until today... Well, you can help me bring him back tomorrow."

There was a clanging sound from outside the door. It was the sound of a pot and a pot falling, and a series of small footsteps ran away.

Sitting at the table, the legs of the beast quickly turned into snake tails, and it swam to the door, lifted the curtain and went out.

Yuan Xianger took Yan Rui to the door, lifted a corner of the door curtain, and saw in the distance of the yard, the cockroach was circling and coaxing the young master Han. The little boy in white clothes lowered his eyebrows, held a spatula in one hand, and reached out to wipe his tears in the other.

Yuan Xiang'er reckoned that the words that Hu Xing told you to take him back tomorrow were beyond words.