With this idea in mind, when Qiao Xi arrived in a relatively prosperous town, his accent sounded very proficient.
Speaking of which, in this era, there were quite a lot of monks or rangers who traveled long distances. Of course, there were also ronin warriors like Qiao Xi pretending to be now, but without exception, they all looked like they were weathered and had seen through the world.
With an appearance like Qiao Xi's, it is quite rare for a young man like Qiao Xi to look fair and tender even though he is dressed as a ronin.
It was dusk when he arrived in this town.
Walking on the street, Qiao Xi felt very magical in her heart.
——This town is filled with a very strong evil spirit. However, the strange thing is that while the evil spirit is permeated, there is also a very peaceful purple energy lingering over the city. The two do not interfere with each other but are extremely harmonious.
"The big monster who rules here must be very powerful."
Qiao Xi made such a conclusion in her heart. When the sword-fighting boy heard it, he couldn't help but muttered: "The main palace is more powerful than him."
The main hall can subdue Ipponmaru's blackened sword and purify it back to its original state.
Well, although the main palace has not grown to that extent yet.
The knife-playing boy was thinking in his mind, and he quietly observed the god who looked a little immature now. Thinking that he could be used by the main palace to accompany him, he felt a little happy for a while.
Qiao Xi didn't notice the secret glances from his family. She was still observing this somewhat special city and guessing what kind of existence the monster lord was who managed the monsters in this city.
When Qiao Xi was running wildly with his imagination, he did not expect that the Lord of the Hundred Demons in Edo was an old acquaintance with him. So when Qiao Xi felt the evil spirit of the late night riot and curiously ran out to watch, unexpectedly
Unexpectedly, I ran into that old acquaintance.
——It is actually a bit inaccurate to say that he is an old acquaintance. After all, what he met was not the old acquaintance himself, but the direct descendant of that old acquaintance.
The city shrouded in demonic aura felt especially quiet at night. Qiao Xi stood on the top of the highest loft in the city and stared at the mighty Hundred Ghosts Night Parade passing by on the street. Then her eyes fell on it very naturally.
On the monster who is the leader.
——Well, actually Qiao Xi was a little unexpected at first glance.
No matter how you look at it, it is quite unbelievable no matter how you look at it, a little monster who is still in the category of a cub carries a long knife and puts on a domineering and cool attitude and leads hundreds of ghosts on a night tour of the city.
Qiao Xi blinked her eyes and stared at the cub, unable to help but reveal an interesting smile on her face.
What surprised him a little was that just when he was looking enthusiastically, the leader of the cub monster actually raised his head and looked directly towards him, and the two people's eyes were caught off guard.
Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment. After suppressing her sensitivity to the little monster in her heart, she finally saw the little monster's face clearly.
——Hmm, it looks a bit familiar.
He pondered for a while, searching for a suitable suspicious object in his mind.
——Nuliang Huaguo!
Because the character of this slippery ghost can be said to be quite distinct, and the timing of its appearance was special enough, Qiao Xi was very impressed by this monster.
Thinking of the monster he met in Kyoto many years ago and his Hyakuki Yakou, and the human princess who looked timid but didn't feel afraid even though she was among a group of monsters, Qiao Xi looked down and looked up.
Looking at his little monster, a mysterious melancholy suddenly appeared in his heart.
——How come Fat Four, this slick guy who is not even a hundred years old, has a baby, and yet he, a god who has lived for hundreds of years, is still single?!
This unscientific!
Qiao Xi felt a sigh in her heart. Baigui Yexing, who was still some distance away from the attic below, had already run over in a hurry under the leadership of the little slippery ghost.
The little slippery ghost stood on the cloud formed by the demonic energy. Although he looked only eight or nine years old, his aura was extremely noble.
The child's hair is black, and it has the same hairstyle as the Nura Huabo he has seen in the past. His appearance probably inherits the handsomeness of Nora Huabo and the delicacy of the human princess. He closes one eye and tilts his head.
The way he looks at people is so cute.
However, Qiao Xi, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years and has been deeply persecuted by naughty children, was not deceived by the sneaky, elegant and malicious appearance of this little slicker. He watched the child leading a group of familiar and unfamiliar people.
Baigui Yexing looked at himself like a master, while Qiao Xi simply smiled and sat cross-legged on the flat tile surface, holding her chin with one hand and asked the child: "Are you a descendant of Nuliang Huaolao?"
Hearing him call his father's name, the child's closed eyes opened for a moment, but then closed again, making Qiao Xi confused and at the same time feeling quite emotional.
——Wow, I have already discovered my own beauty at a young age and am very skillful in using it.
Could it be said that this is also the innate skill of Slippery Ghost?
Thinking of the innate and well-understood skills in flirting with girls that she had met at the time, Qiao Xi couldn't help but let out a "tsk" in her heart.
While he was in trance, the little slipper below seemed to confirm his harmlessness, and then said: "Who are you?"
The child tilted his head and asked this question, but there was no hint of vigilance in his expression.
Qiao Xi also tilted his head, his eyes swept over the familiar monster standing behind him without leaving any trace, and happily watched the monster respectfully swallow what he wanted to say, and then smiled and returned to Xiaoxi.
The child said: "Guess."
Nuliang Liban: "..."
As the destined future lord of monsters, Nu Liang Hua Lao generally recognized that no matter what he thought in his heart, he always had a respectful attitude towards him, so he had never met a type like Qiao Xi.
Obviously, she didn't expect him to say that, so she frowned in distress. After standing there and thinking for a few seconds, she asked again: "Do you know Father?"
Qiao Xi: "Oh? Are you talking about Nuliang Huaguo? Well, Xiaosheng has indeed seen it before."
The other party said "seen" instead of acquaintance, and Nuliang Huolao's expression instantly became suspicious.
——He also knows his father's temperament. To say that he makes people hate him is putting it mildly.
A slippery ghost like him who appears at any time and has a bad personality is completely invisible among the monsters/Onmyoji.