Are these people going to hurt the adults...?
The hair-eating demon couldn't help but think of this matter, and his heart skipped a beat, a fierce glint appearing on his face.
When the handsome man heard the word "sir" from the other man's mouth, his expression softened for a rare moment, and the corners of his gentle lips lifted slightly.
"Child, you've worked so hard."
"It's so gentle and sweet," Rouya said.
"What?"
The hair-eating demon frowned as he looked at them.
"What did you do to the adults?"
His heart sank.
The handsome man walked up to him, his voice low and unambiguous, simply stating:
Do you think you can protect her?
The hair-eating demon was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized who the "she" he was talking about was.
Why not?
He asked firmly.
If anyone hurts an adult, he will fight that person to the death!
After he finished speaking, there was a sudden moment of silence. When he looked up again, he suddenly realized that the two people in front of him had disappeared. His gaze swept across the mountains, but there was no one there.
Just then, Qiu Shui walked over. Hearing the commotion, she asked, "What are you doing?"
The hair-eating demon paused for a moment, "There were two people just now..."
"Two people? Who are they?" Qiu Shui asked.
The hair-eating ghost shook his head. He subconsciously didn't want Qiu Shui to know about the existence of those two people, so he chose to keep it a secret.
"It's nothing. Let's go, the hot pot ingredients are ready, let's start eating."
He stood up and walked into the Yin-Yang Bureau with Qiu Shui.
Inside the dormitory, Ibaraki-dōji was fiddling with a seven-stringed zither with several beautiful feathers on its headstock, his sharp fingers clumsily resting on the ethereal strings.
"Ibaraki, what are you doing?"
The hair-eating demon walked up to him and asked.
"I'd like to play a piece."
Ibaraki-dōji was still clumsily fiddling with the koto.
"Go ahead and play."
Qiu Shui sat in front of them and spoke.
With permission from the hair-eating demon, Ibaraki-dōji placed his fingers on the strings and clumsily began to play.
A cacophony of sounds instantly engulfed the entire Yin-Yang Bureau. At the same time, the little butterfly spirit rushed in and eventually transformed into a purple butterfly on the strings of a harp.
"what you do?"
"Ibaraki-dōji asked sullenly."
"This isn't playing; this harp is mourning," came the little butterfly spirit's voice from among the fluttering purple butterflies.
Gui Shi Hei led everyone in, and Menreiki covered her ears, looking as if her eardrums were about to shatter.
Ichimokuren politely raised his hand and said gently, "You played well, but there's still a lot of room for improvement."
"Hmm."
Ibaraki-dōji reluctantly put down his koto, and the Hair-Eating Demon picked up the seven-stringed koto on the ground and plucked the strings with his slender fingers.
There was a momentary sense of incongruity as the black fingernails fell onto the white strings, but the feminine touch quickly made it feel natural to everyone.
"Next up, please welcome Gui Gui."
Big Black clapped his hands and said.
"Can a ghost play the zither?" Ibaraki-dōji asked in surprise.
The hair-eating demon sat in the usual spot where the demon musician sat, placed the zither upright in front of him, and placed his fingers on the strings.
“I met Aqin years ago; he taught me to play the piano back then,” said the hair-eating ghost.
After he finished speaking, a smooth and ethereal voice flowed from his fingertips, the strings of the zither trembled slightly, and the sound of the zither echoed in the dormitory for a long time.
Hearing the music, the little butterfly spirit landed on a treetop, and two drops of water fell from its wings.
The fox spirit gently caught her and held her in its arms.
"Waaah!"
The little butterfly spirit groaned and instantly transformed into a beam of light, landing on the ground.
"Cough cough, you're going to crush me to death..."
The little butterfly fairy started coughing.
"Feel sorry."
The fox demon smiled apologetically.
“In the past, fox spirits would eat butterfly spirits,” the little butterfly spirit said earnestly.
"Feel sorry."
The fox demon's face turned completely red.
“We’ve always been sworn enemies, but I’m different from them. I don’t like eating little monsters,” the fox demon said, blushing.
The little butterfly spirit pouted when she heard him call her a "little monster."
"To my dearest friend... Shuten-dōji, you are indeed little demons," Ibaraki-dōji said in a low voice.
The hair-eating ghost put down his zither. He felt that Ah Qin had left behind this zither, which was like a continuation of his life. He wanted to remember it forever.
I'll play a piece of piano music every day from now on.
The hair-eating demon secretly made up his mind.
“I would never have paid any attention to a minor demon like the Hair-Eating Demon if I had ever seen one,” Ibaraki-dōji said.
They've already gotten to this point in their conversation.
"Guigui, do you agree with what he said?"
The ghost asked in black.
The hair-eating demon remained silent.
"Would ghosts be with demons?"
The fox spirit blushed and asked.
Gui Shi Hei immediately denied it: "No."
"Why?"
Qiu Shui asked in confusion.
"Ghost messengers are priests and cannot associate with demons. However, we sometimes encounter demons when handling affairs."
Explanation of "Ghostly Black".
As he spoke, he bowed respectfully to the young judge beside him, saying, "Your Excellency has governed us all these years, and we have always respected you greatly."
Upon hearing this, the judge blushed and looked somewhat uncomfortable.
“Big Black Brother, let’s work hard together,” he said shyly.
Ichimokuren smiled, "Originally, I had no connection with everyone, it was like..."
Ibaraki-dōji pointed to himself.
"Yes, like Ibaraki, Daikoku, and Guigui, I used to think I would never cross paths with them in my life. But things are unpredictable. It's great that everyone can get along peacefully now."
"This is all thanks to Lord Seimei."
The tree with human faces nearby chimed in at the opportune moment to acknowledge their presence.
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