The only people I can trust at the moment are the people in front of me, they know something special about me more or less, and I think I need to tell them something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I once asked my sir that the aura of heaven and earth in this world has begun to recover, so what will this world evolve into in the end.

Sir gave me an amazing answer.

He said that the demons are here, and the world is in chaos.

Humans will become able to see youkai, they will awaken all kinds of bloodlines, and even some of them will be able to embark on the path of cultivation. And the most powerful demon slayer among the human race will become unprecedentedly powerful.

Youkai themselves have an innate advantage over humans, and the revival of the aura will stimulate their vigorous ambitions. They will find ways to become stronger.

A new era is coming. At that time, the laws of heaven and earth will change, the rules of this world will also change, and the world will change dramatically.

"What will the hell become of the world, sir?" I asked.

"Let's see." Mr. replied.

If my husband deliberately hides his emotions, I can't figure it out at all. Just as when the gentleman answered my question at that time, his face was indifferent, and the aura around his body was completely constricted, and even the ink fragrance on his body did not change in the slightest.

Sir has always been a master in my eyes, and I like to explore him like this.

Pulling away from the memories, the people in front of me were looking at me with burning eyes, and they probably knew that something unforeseen was about to happen.

"This world is not as simple as you think......"

I told them that youkai in this world are real, and that there is a powerful human class called demon slayers. I told them that this world would eventually become a world where people and monsters would fight each other, and that the law of the jungle would be unchangeable. I told them that human beings would eventually embark on the path of cultivation and find the unpredictable path of immortality......

They all looked incredulous. Only Ji Ling was a little calmer, except for the surprise at the beginning, he was also calmer later.

I trust Ji Ling, but I don't know much about those two killers. So I did a lot of things to the point, and I didn't explain them too thoroughly.

After telling them the basic situation, I asked Ji Ling to contact Li Jinfeng in my name, and asked one of the male killers named Yingwu to investigate Wang Shujin to see if she had any strange behavior recently, leaving the female killer named Yingwu to follow me and wait for orders.

These two killers are nothing else, except that the names are a little hard to pronounce, and I thought I'd just change their names after a while.

They all arranged tasks, and I myself went to the Wantian family with my husband to explore the reality there.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the wind was a little cool at night.

My husband and I stood in front of the red lacquered gate with the stone statue, pondering whether to call the door directly or sneak in.

Judging by the character of the gentleman, he would never want to be sneaky. But this time should not be taken lightly.

"Sir, why don't we sneak in?"

"Qin Yiren, you have been cultivating for so many days, but your cultivation has not grown, and you have not even grown your brain! Have you forgotten? You have something called psychic power! ”

As soon as the gentleman said this, it dawned on me. How can I keep forgetting such a useful thing?

I let go of my mental power and was about to investigate, but I was slapped on the head by my husband.

"Qin Yiren, have you forgotten the lesson from last time? With your cultivation, it's not enough to look at it in front of those old guys! ”

"Oh, that, that, sir, please!"

This shot of Mr. dissipated my somewhat anxious mood and made me more sober. The last time I came here, it was because my husband and I used our spiritual power to communicate a few words, and I was discovered by those old people. In a hurry, I forgot about it.

Sure enough, the more critical the moment, the more you can't panic, the more you have to be calm.

"Beautiful sister, why are you here?"

Sitting on the eaves, the child wearing a red belly pocket asked quietly with his chin propped up.

When did he come? How did I not find out?

I looked at Mr., who gave me a look of disdain, apparently only I hadn't noticed.

"You're called Doudou, aren't you? What are you doing sitting on the eaves when you don't sleep at night? ”

"Pretty sister, don't you know? I have a special physique, and at night, I have a fever all over my body, and I can't sleep at all.

In the past, when there was a sugar soul bell, it could be suppressed a little, but the sugar soul bell was not eaten by my sister, so I sat here every day and waited, waiting for when my beautiful sister remembered me and sent me an apology. ”

"You mean to say that you haven't slept well for so many days since you didn't have the Sugar Soul Bell last time?"

"Beautiful sister, you are wrong, it's not that you didn't sleep well, you didn't sleep at all!"

"I ......"

I was a little speechless, I didn't know how to deal with this little child, and I did have to bear some responsibility for it. But now is not the time to struggle with this, I have to find my dad first!

"Haha, is the pretty sister blaming herself? It doesn't matter, Doudou doesn't actually blame my sister. By the way, pretty sister, do you want to come in? There are formations everywhere in this place, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a trap. If my pretty sister is willing to hold me, I'll tell her a secret passage. ”

The belly boy stood barefoot for a while, jumped up, and pounced on me.

The eaves are so high, it is not a simple matter to fall.

I reached out to pick it up, but my husband pulled it away.

Seeing that the belly pocket child was about to fall on all fours and fall face down on the ground, he didn't expect him to turn around lightly in mid-air and fall steadily to the ground.

"This grandfather is so unlovable, what if he drops his pocket."

"Huh? Poof-"

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What was this kid's name? Call Mr. Grandpa?

Hahahaha!

"Doudou, why are you calling grandpa?"

"Only grandpa can have white hair, just like those four old men, oh no, it's four masters, they have nothing else in common, that is, they all have snow-white hair."

“……”

Sir, I didn't expect you to have a day when you would be called grandpa.

In the eyes of children, Mr.'s peerless beauty is useless.

I saw that the gentleman raised his hand, and the belly pocket child floated up, as if he had been pressed the switch of the machine, turned several times in mid-air, and finally hung upside down on the eaves.

"Grandpa, what are you doing, let go of me, let go of me, beautiful sister, help me!"

No matter how the belly pocket child fluttered, the husband was unmoved, but pulled me into the house quickly.