Chapter 6 Changes
The wind blew the slender braid around the man's neck, and the end was wrapped with a red thread with a golden bell, and the pale face became more and more bloodless.
Looking at the tree beside him that had already generated spiritual wisdom, Bai Zhao's eyes had a complicated expression.
As a demon slayer, he must capture all the monsters in the world. A demon is a demon, since he was a child, he drank blood, was not bound by morality, and his heart was extremely unstable. From the perspective of human beings, impulsiveness and injury are often there, and monsters have a powerful force beyond the reach of humans, once they get out of control, the consequences are unimaginable.
The former demon slayer family will catch the demon when they see it, and the evil spirit will be eliminated, and they will not tolerate it. However, in recent years, the scope of human exploration has expanded rapidly, and the two worlds of demons and humans have not been able to maintain the same clear dividing line as before. Just when everyone thought that the existence of demons would be made public, it caused panic, and an organization called the Demon Control Bureau appeared, and the human demon exterminator family reached a consensus to cooperate together to supervise the demons in the human world, and there was no longer the situation of the confrontation between demons and demons in the past.
But at the same time, there are also a group of people who stubbornly believe that the demon is very dangerous, and the behavior is very excessive, and the general demon encounters them either by refining into a pill or directly wiped out, and now this tree actually gives birth to spiritual wisdom, and it is really dangerous to be guided by no one.
Bai Zhao's expression was cold, and he reached out and lightly tapped on the trunk again. The wrist moved slightly, and the red rope on it was decorated with three bells, and the knobby fingers were closed, and the elf sleeping in the tree was directly pulled out!
The elf was pulled out of its body and subconsciously struggled desperately, but it couldn't escape the seemingly weak hand, it roared silently, and suddenly seemed to use all its strength and collapsed on Bai Zhao's hand.
"Don't waste your efforts." Bai Zhao warned it that the group of elves had lost its body, and its already weak body was becoming more and more difficult to maintain a fixed shape, hanging like soft glue. Just as Bai Zhao wanted to stuff the elf into the demon bag and take it away, a white light suddenly stabbed out from under the tree and came towards the door in front of him, the light was so fast and urgent, it turned out to be caught off guard and penetrated into the back of Bai Zhao's hand who only had time to raise his hand!
Instantly, a scene appeared in my mind, it was a pair of children about five or six years old, the two of them made childish words under the tree, and the picture turned to a teenager, the girl and the boy kissed and fell in love under the green leaves, and in the blink of an eye, the autumn wind was blowing, the man wore a military uniform and said goodbye to her, and the sun rose and the moon set in the following years, only the old woman and the tree.
And he saw that the woman had not appeared again for a day, and that the trees were as green as ever.
Slowly opening his eyes, the group of elves in his hands was still half-dead, Bai Zhao said, "This is your memory?" You were born a spirit a hundred years ago? β
The elves did not answer, and humans could not hear the sound of the trees. Bai Zhao didn't expect to hear the answer, he raised his eyes, and the trunk in front of him was exactly the same as when he was young, unchanged, but he no longer felt tall.
He was silent for a moment, his right hand slowly clenched by the light, and finally turned to leave. The corners of the white Tang costume streaked across the air, shining silver in the sun.
When Ding Ning came back, he saw the young man slumped on the sofa, angry.
"What are you?" He was startled and hurriedly came up to care.
Ai Yueman held his head and shook his head: "I seem to have saved someone." β
Ding Ning was shocked: "Can you still play 'as if'?" What about the raffle? β
Ai Yueman just smiled bitterly. Shousheng grass is based on 'vitality', and it is born with the effect of purifying and healing all things. He buried a spirit stone with his own breath under the old peach tree to protect the roots of the old tree. Although the old tree is dying, it is a wood after all, and the demonic power is gentle, and he thinks he can hold it.
But he didn't know what was happening, not long after he left, the gentle absorbing power suddenly became cold and domineering, although he did not actually touch the temperature, he felt that the whole grass was poured down by ice water, he could not stop the power from greedily devouring his demonic power, just when he thought that he could not help but show his original form in the street, the devouring stopped.
He took this opportunity to rush back, just for fear of encountering a second time.
"This evil sect is not like a correction method, and the monster can't directly extract the power of others, is it a demon?" Ding Ning's expression froze.
Ai Yueman frowned and thought carefully, and said, "It's not so much a demon, it's more like an orthodox method, but it's a little demonic......
"Could it be a demon cultivator?"
Thinking of this possibility, Ding Ning's grinning face was so serious for the first time, and he pulled out the mobile phone specially issued by the Special Management Bureau, "I have to report to my superiors, it seems that there is a demon cultivator." β
The battle between the demon slayer and the demon and the demon cultivator thousands of years ago was too tragic, and the demon cultivator was extremely dangerous, several times more dangerous than the monsters of the same skill or even the upper level, and no one could withstand the appearance of the suspected demon cultivator again.
So Ai Yueman said: "It doesn't seem to be completely compatible." But it didn't stop Ding Ning from reporting.
After Ding Ning finished the call, he suddenly realized that something was missing.
He asked, "What about Ding Dang, haven't gotten up yet?" β
Ai Yueman shook his head: "Ding came out to eat something in the afternoon, said that he was a little dizzy and then fell asleep." β
Ding Ning's face was full of worry: "This girl shouldn't have hurt her body by losing weight, she had already told her that she had the best healthy body, who thinks this bamboo pole is good-looking." β
Ai Yueman lay on the sofa and blinked, he thought about the handsome and heroic appearance of the green bamboo, and sincerely admired: "If you can really have a figure like a bamboo pole, it is really handsome." β
Ding Ning: "??? "What are you talking about?
Ding Dang slept until the evening before getting up, touched the back of his head to the kitchen to find food, and happened to see two people huddle together to look at the mobile phone screen.
"Brother?"
Ding Ning was taken aback by her, and turned around to see that it was Ding Dang who breathed a sigh of relief: "You want to scare my brother to death, are you better?" β
"Much better." Ding Dang moved her neck, she has not been feeling well recently, "I always have strange dreams, and I can't remember clearly." If it's all a dream, why don't I dream of a little β or β Xingliang, even if I can't remember me, I'm happy-"
Ai Yueman said curiously: "Who is that?" Star? β
"Do you know celebrities?" Ding Dang happily leaned over.
"Our small realm is connected to other large and small realms, except for the order of the Lord Shencao himself a thousand years ago, not to come to the mortal realm at will, the other realms can come and go freely. There is no such rule in other worlds, and I read a lot of books on the human world there. Ai Yueman said.
"What's there?"
Ai Yueman thought for a while, and hesitated to speak: "...... Postpartum care for sows? β
"What kind of book are you holding?" Ding Dang smiled, and took down the hand that had been unconsciously groping for the back strength, and Ai Yueman took the opportunity to look at it, and there was nothing abnormal.
It seems that the black gas is not focused on pestering her.
Ding Dang laughed for a while, remembering what he had just seen: "What were you guys checking just now?" β
She has good eyesight, and the pink and green aesthetic disability page of the Demon Authority public forum is very recognizable.
"The client who is checking the full moon." After an afternoon of communication, the relationship became a lot closer, "He found the client's former residence today, but he can't track it after more than ten years, but he knows the name - Yiyi." β
"Susu?" Ding Dang touched his chin, "This name is like a nickname, how do you find it?" β
"The moon is full," Ding Ning proudly put the mobile phone page in front of Ding Dang: "Eighteen years ago, in Dongcheng District, the rich area of the courtyard, the demon slayer, the woman, was pregnant with a son. We searched all the related words. β
Thirty pages of information are displayed on the page, with twenty links on each page.
Ding Dang: "......"
Ding Dang: "There is a long way to go, come on." β
In the afternoon, Ding Ning posted on the forum, and his name was very shocked [Shocked, he actually did this kind of thing to a beautiful boy in broad daylight], and casually introduced this forum to Ai Yueman, and he thought of this method.
A lot of information in addition to demon masters, big monsters, and immortals can be found on the public forum of the Demon Management Bureau, which is not necessarily accurate, similar to the 'Baidu Encyclopedia' in the world outside the world, which is unofficially compiled and uploaded to Amway's own idols by his fans and sisters. Facts have proved that gossip is regardless of identity and race, whether it is a monster or a fairy, an ordinary person or a demon exterminator, they are all scrambling to eat melons, click on the gossip section and you can see the "new post" on the left The small red dot jumped hundreds in a blink of an eye.
Ding Ning was worried that the woman named Yiyi couldn't find her information because she was ordinary, after all, there was almost no traffic if she was not famous, but Ai Yueman could feel the power of that magic circle, if she didn't wash her hands and make soup after marriage, there was a high probability that there would be her information.
Of course, it is impossible to put such a thing as a shelter.
Therefore, about the courtyard house in Dongcheng District, Ai Yueman checked more about whether there was a recommended decoration company posted on it.
Yes, some demons or people have also developed Baidu functions for the forum.
Pregnant with a son, in fact retrieval is at least one boy, 23 years old.
If you are not in good health, you may be at risk of dying as a child.
"Are you so sure he's alive? Isn't it all ten years? β
Ai Yueman explained: "Changing life and death against the sky is not something that can be done casually, even if you succeed in finding the point of opportunity, it can be regarded as temporarily freeing your life from the shackles of the five elements, and you can find life, but it does not mean that you can change it." The elders calculated that ten years would be the right time, and the child would be alive before then. β
In fact, he also had some doubts in his heart, ten years is inevitably too long. And the fairy world must have the same doubts, so they will send the mandatory documents down.
So after the operation, in addition to being sure that the child is still alive, it is actually a matter of luck.
Ding Dang was impressed: "Awesome, if Brother Moon Man really should have been a spy in the Nether Realm decades earlier, he would definitely shine." β
Dare to think, dare to do.
It can really make a difference.
Ding Ning couldn't hold back to sleep at one o'clock, Ding Dang's mental state has been bad, and he rested early. When the hour hand points to 3:15 in the living room, there are only two pages left on the tablet, and more and more names are crossed out from the notebook, and finally only five remain.
"On the bright side, it's in these five." He whispered, satisfied that he had finished the day's work.
The nearest of the five now lives in the city, and Ai Yueman is ready to visit tomorrow. It's not good that the interval between commissions is too long, and the senior brother who accepted the commission in the past traveled to the Great World of Huaxuan, and I don't know where or when he will come back.
And the record book is better than nothing, generally only the name and appearance of the client will be recorded, and nothing else will be cared for. Feel free to do it.
In his heart, he silently slandered the perfunctory nature of the work and the ineffective nature of the work procedures of the nameless small world, and suddenly heard a 'click' again.
It's the sound of water dripping down.
In the quiet of the night, the sound of water droplets was particularly obvious, and soon it was another sound.
'Da'
The sound of footsteps immediately sounded, slowly, step by step.
The cold smell came to his face, with a sticky rust smell, and the smell of some kind of rotten meat permeated the surroundings, making every leaf of him feel indescribably uncomfortable.
Ai Yueman turned his head sharply.
The hall is full of only the breeze and the moon.
"......" nervousness? He thought. The moment he closed the door, he suddenly remembered what familiarity he felt with that voiceβlike one person cautiously approaching another person with his feet folded.