Qiao Xi scratched his cheeks, he was already far away from the place where he met the strange child, and he suddenly remembered that the child's breath seemed to be somewhat familiar.

He thought about it very seriously, but he didn't think of anything - he had seen too many people or monsters, if it weren't for the fact that the other party could be special enough to leave a special impression on him, more would be like this now, feeling a little familiar and specific but not remembering anything.

Qiao Xi didn't come up with a reason, so he didn't worry, and just threw this matter to the back of his mind.

As for the child's safety - tsk, that child's illusion can even deceive himself, and if he encounters a problem that can't be solved, then even if he is there, he can't solve it either.

Thinking like this, Qiao Xi continued his journey with great relief.

Without deliberately using the ability of the monster to hurry and without a means of transportation that could be used for transportation, Qiao Xi's speed of progress has to be said to be particularly slow.

How slow is it?

Anyway, by the time he walked from Kyoto to Edo, years had passed so-so.

Standing on the streets of Edo, Qiao Xi felt a little new.

Although the overall territory of this country is not vast, the customs and customs he encountered along the way are more often different.

- If nothing else, even the accent of the speech is also distinctive.

In comparison, Kyoto has a rich use of honorifics, and its unique intonation and vocabulary are well developed, and it feels like a rather elegant dialect - of course, they think so, but here in Edo it is a bit worse.

Qiao Xi listened to the bustling sound of the street in his ears, and made comparisons one by one in his mind and recognized the difference between the two, and when he opened his mouth, he could speak a dialect that was not flawed compared to the locals.

- Although he didn't need to be so troublesome as a youkai, Qiao Xi has always thought that since his life has been incredibly long, it is also very interesting to waste it to learn things that he has never been exposed to before.

So, when Qiao Xi arrived again in a city that seemed to be relatively prosperous, his accent sounded flawless.

Speaking of which, in this era, there are quite a few monks or rangers who have traveled long distances, but they are all like prodigal sons who have seen through the world through the weather.

- A white and tender boy like Qiao Xi is really the first time.

The time of his arrival in the town was dusk.

Walking on the street, Qiao Xi felt quite curious in his heart.

——The city is filled with a very strong demonic aura, but the strange thing is that while the demonic aura is permeated, there is a very peaceful purple aura entrenched in the sky above the city, and the two do not interfere with each other but are extremely harmonious.

- The great youkai who dominate this area must be particularly powerful.

While thinking like this, Qiao Xi didn't expect that the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts here in Edo and he were still an old acquaintance, so when Qiao Xi felt the demonic aura of the late-night riot and ran out curiously to watch, he unexpectedly ran into that old acquaintance.

- It is a bit inaccurate to say that it is an old acquaintance, and it should be said that it is more appropriate to say that it is the heir of an old acquaintance.

The city shrouded in demonic energy feels particularly quiet at night, Qiao Xi stood on the top of the highest attic in the city from afar, staring at the mighty and vigorous night walk of a hundred ghosts passing by on the street, and then his eyes fell on the monster as the leader very naturally.

- Well, in fact, at first glance, Qiao Xi was a little unexpected.

After all, a little monster who is still in the category of cubs no matter how you look at it, carrying a long knife and posing with a domineering and cool posture, leading a hundred ghosts to tour the city at night is quite incredible, no matter how you look at it.

Qiao Xi's eyes were bent, and he couldn't help but show an interesting smile on his face.

What surprised him a little was that just as he was looking at it, the cub monster led by him actually looked up directly at him, and the eyes of the two people were square.

Qiao Xi blinked and saw the face of the little monster clearly.

- Well, it's familiar.

He quickly searched for a suitable object in his mind.

- Nu Liang Slippery Scoop!

Thinking of the monster he had met in Kyoto many years ago, Qiao Xi looked down at the little monster who looked up at him below, and suddenly felt a mysterious melancholy in his heart.

- Why, this slippery ghost who is not even a hundred years old even has cubs, and he, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, is still single?!

Qiao Xi sighed in his heart, the hundred ghosts who were originally some distance away from this attic below, had already run over under the leadership of the little slippery ghost.

The little slippery ghost stood on the cloud condensed by demonic energy, although he looked like he was only eight or nine years old, but the momentum on his body was extremely noble.

The child's hair is black, and the Nu Liang Slippery Scoop he has seen in the past is a hairstyle, and his appearance is about the handsomeness of the Slave Smooth Scoop and the delicacy of the human princess, and the appearance of one eye closed and then tilting his head to look at people is simply cute.

However, Qiao Xi, the old monster who had lived for hundreds of years and was persecuted by the bear children, was not deceived by the appearance of this little slippery head with a ghostly and elegant and malicious cuteness, he sat cross-legged on the flat tile surface with a smile, and asked the child with one hand on his chin and asked, "Are you the offspring of the slave carp?" ”

Hearing him call out his father's name, the child's closed eyes opened for a moment, and then quickly closed again, making Qiao Xi a little confused.

- This kid's eyes are fine, why do you want to close them?

Even so, it looks cute.

"Who are you?"

The child tilted his head and asked, but there was no sense of vigilance in his expression.

Qiao Xi also tilted his head, his eyes swept over the familiar monster standing behind him without a trace, and happily watched the monster swallow back what he wanted to say respectfully, and then smiled back to the child: "You guess." ”

“……”

The child obviously didn't expect him to say this, so he frowned a little distressed, and asked, "Do you know your father?" ”

"Oh? Do you mean that Nu Liang is slippery? Hmm, Xiao Sheng has indeed seen it. ”

He said "seen", not known, and the child's expression instantly became suspicious.

- He also knows the temperament of his father, and it is a tactful to say that he is hated.

Like him, a slippery ghost with a bad personality who is haunted anytime and anywhere, is completely hidden among a group of youkai/onmyoji.