Chapter 55: Falling for the Evil

Who doesn't love teens?

No matter how naïve it is, the breath of youth is the best.

Because being young means vigorous vitality and all kinds of possibilities......

Therefore, although "Bai Ling" looked soft, weak, timid, and full of sick seedlings, it quickly aroused the favor in Tang Zeqian's heart.

- This affection has nothing to do with sympathy and kindness.

"Smoke" secretly took a sip, and secretly said in his heart: My aunt almost really believed in his evil, thinking that he really only likes girls with long legs!

It seems that Tang Zeqian is really acting on weekdays!!

Moreover, "Smoke" can almost tell at a glance that something is wrong with "Bai Ling". Although this girl looks like a white lotus, there is a ghostly aura lingering on her body.

It's just that the ghost aura on Bai Ling's body is very unique and very hidden, even if it is an onmyoji of Yin Yang Liao, it is estimated that it will be difficult to see through it in a short time.

Even if it is "smoked", if it weren't for the fact that she has always been in charge of sacrificing and controlling the ghost gate, and she is the ghost spirit who is most familiar with the changes in the breath of the yin and yang worlds in the filthy earth, it is estimated that she will not be able to see that "Bai Ling" has a ghost aura on her body.

"Smoke" felt that since he could see that Bai Ling was wrong, it made no sense that Tang Zeqian couldn't see it?

He obviously saw it, but he could still pretend not to know, and pretend to be very sympathetic and concerned about Bai Ling, this acting skill is simply ......

"Smoke" thinks that since these two people like acting so much, there is no reason why they don't accompany them?

- Who is afraid of whom?

So, she pretended to be very concerned and asked, "Bai Ling, how can you be outside alone on this big night? This is too dangerous, why can't the adults in your family care about you?!"

When "Bai Ling" heard this, he couldn't help but pout, and a thin layer of mist suddenly surged up in his eyes, which made people feel very distressed.

It is really "quiet like a delicate flower shining on the water, and action is like a weak willow supporting the wind".

The point is that there is still a faint sadness on her timid little face, and the tips of her small eyebrows, which seem to be frowning, seem to be shrouded in a cloud of smoke......

This Nima!!

"Smoke" finally understood, with such easy acting skills, the girl "Bai Ling" should not be underestimated!

"My father has been missing for a long time!I come out to look for him every day, but ......" Bai Ling sobbed softly and whimpered, "But he never went back!!"

"Did you call the police?" Tang Zeqian asked worriedly.

"Well, the Mu Mu Police Department of the Second Search Division of the Criminal Department of the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department helped to find it for a long time, but he didn't find his father's whereabouts!"

The corners of Bai Ling's eyes were filled with tears: "The Mu Mu Police Department asked me not to look everywhere in vain, there are only two possibilities at the moment, one is that my father has died in an accident, and the other is that my father has left Kyoto to go to other places...... However, he is my father, and if I can't find him again, what will I do in the future!!"

The poignant and mournful expression and tone are simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

As a "withered" ghost who has lived for nearly a thousand years, "Smoke" originally thought that being young meant all kinds of naivety - with the clumsy acting skills of the little girl called "Bai Ling" in front of him, it was impossible to deceive himself.

However, "Smoke" never expected that although "Bai Ling" was only a teenager, his acting skills were better than any adult she had ever seen.

This girl is simply a senior matryoshka doll layer after layer, and another layer with another layer.

Whenever "Smoke" quietly reveals the true face of her nesting doll, thinking that she will inevitably be forced to reveal the naivety that cannot be hidden in the deepest part of the nesting doll, she is always shocked to find that there is an extremely terrifying acting skill in it.

"That's right...... Didn't your father have the slightest sign before he disappeared?"

"Bai Ling" frowned, and sighed slightly: "Since my mother passed away, my father has always been very kind to me, for fear that I will be hurt a little, but since half a year ago, my father has not known how to suddenly become addicted to 'Noh' and 'Noh drama', and it seems that he can no longer see my existence in his eyes." My father was at home, playing with seven strange ancient 'Noh noodles' that I didn't know where I got them every day, humming the eerie 'Noh', and singing the old Kamakura Kyogen......"

"Smoke" suddenly brightened his eyes: "This must be a ghost who has been deceived and fallen into evil!"

"I've heard some secret rumors...... It is said that the Noh musicians in ancient Kyoto were very strange, and the teachers never explained the lines, but only relied on word of mouth to pass on the pronunciation, and the essence of each move could only be learned by imitation. Therefore, some of the ancient 'Nohmian' masks are likely to be a combination of the breath and blood and sweat of several generations or even dozens of generations......

Gradually, some of the 'Noh faces' were kept or hidden in a dark room for more than a hundred years, slowly nourishing their sanity and turning into a mourning god.

If you can fuse all those spiritual imprints from the past and the present, you will become a special monster or ghost......

Either way, it's terrifying!"

Hearing this, "Bai Ling" frowned slightly, as if he had been touched in some way, but it was fleeting, and there were not too many waves on his face.

Tang Zeqian didn't know about these traditional operas in Yingzhou at all, and he had never heard of these weird legends, but when he heard the scary words of "smoke", he immediately rolled his eyes and comforted Bai Ling: "Don't listen to 'smoke' nonsense, those ghost legends of monsters and bewitched gods are all used to scare people, and there is no such thing in the world!"

If some things can be left to rest for a hundred years to become essence and become a god of mourning, then our civilization history of 5,000 years in China is not full of gods of mourning?

In my opinion, your father probably just suddenly found a hobby that he was obsessed with! It's like some dead house that tends to lose his mind, obsessed with figurines, anime and dramas, online games, Yui Hatano......

After a while, he gets tired of playing with those broken masks, and maybe he'll come back!

During the time he's not at home, you just take care of yourself!"

"Smoke" couldn't help but roll his eyes: Are you deceiving ghosts?

- God plaything!

"Bai Ling" seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and there was gradually a glimmer of brilliance in her eyes, she looked at Tang Zeqian gratefully and said, "Thank you, Onisan!"

"What's polite?" Tang Zeqian said with a bright smile, "It's late today, you just sleep here for one night, and tomorrow when it's dawn, you'll go home after breakfast......"

"Bai Ling"'s expression suddenly darkened, and he said timidly: "I was very scared when I was alone at home, and I always wanted to come out to find out my father's whereabouts. Onisan, can you let me borrow it for a few days?"