Temple Girl
Chapter 25 Rumors

Gin is now staring at the clear liquid in his grasp, the women of—which of course is not the human race— deflated him. Showing a beautiful body with a beautiful face is not playing, the words spoken also sound always sweet and beautiful. The long pipes let out smoke, the man tapped slightly to get the tobacco powder out.

Feeling strange to him when a sense of emptiness slurped uninvited, strange at his change. He usually likes this kind of atmosphere, has not felt like he thought it would be fun for a long time. But this all feels boring.

The man got up with an unsatisfactory face, making the women there sigh in disappointment. "Have we done anything wrong?" his voice was soft, made as soft as possible hoping to attract the attention of the man there.

Gin allows the clothes to sag, tidying them before they leave. "I'm tired, I'll come again." and the man walks the streets of the underworld.

Like a God who has a place back in the sky, demons often prefer to spend a place in the underworld. Interact as usual, without worrying about Gods or humans. It is suitable to enjoy a peaceful life for the demons.

Gin—the man walked while daydreaming something, his gaze was not focused and he just wanted to walk somewhere. As a result, his behavior caused problems; hit a demon with a large body and a ugly face. It is green and has big horns. Without apologizing, Gin went back on his way as if he had done nothing.

Of course he was not allowed to leave just like that, the big green, rough-skinned hand touched his skin. Staring at him with a sharp gaze ready to kill, "if it hits then apologize." he said, his foul breath can Gin feel until he wagged his face.

Gin's feeling is bad, it's fitting that he needs an impingement. Long nails sticking out of his long fingers, with a quick movement of the hand from Gin's shoulder detached. Thrown far away and shed green blood, rubbing the old clothes of the hand as if dust stuck there. The golden eyeball looked up, gleaming furiously and ready to be vaporized.

One more attack and the great creature before him will be destroyed, but has not had time to launch his attack a voice intruding any movement that Gin will do. The glance moved against the voice, "Master Gin, is that you?" it is friendly to ignore the event of cutting the hand, because actually the occurrence of fights like this is common.

The underworld or where the demon dwellings are not known to be friendly, irritable and sometimes there is bloodshed in vain. It's normal there, "have not seen you in a long time. Let's have a little wine with me!" the short man with a small horn sticking out of his forehead persuaded Gin.

In the end Gin undoes his obvious killing intent, bypassing the man without rejecting or agreeing to it. "I already know." again the man spoke even though it seemed that Gin did not particularly like the weak demon figure before him.

These demons are very easy to kill, so usually these types of demons will live secretly with a short lifespan. In about a hundred years, even an ordinary human could kill this type of demon. And Gin is reluctant to deal with weak opponents, just inevitably the words spoken by the man are able to make Gin stop to just listen.

"There is a rumor circulating that now the legend of the immortal fox demon has been conquered by humans, and became a slave of the Gods." the demon took out tobacco from his pocket, burned its axis and exhaled. Smoke in the air.

Gin was still silent not wanting to answer, it felt like his feelings were getting worse every second. "But I know the truth, and I can help you." One more fact that these demons are always busy searching for information to survive, it is not surprising that even if they are weak they have strong survival defenses.

"What can a weak demon do to help me? Don't make a laugh." finally Gin said, the cold voice was able to cool the temperature of the night.

The man again sucked his gunshot, his gaze straight ahead. The hallways of the underworld seemed desolate, without occupants. "I can kill that girl for you, dear Lord Gin."

The man in gold laughed, his laughter was so light but there was no joy in it. His chest suddenly felt rumbling, "Spread this rumor if you still want your little life, I—Gin the greatest demon can't be stuck with humans. I was just having fun with my prey before killing it, if anyone dared to touch it,"

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"Beautiful music, miss." said the man there, his clothes looking so luxurious and charming. Almost the whole is black but Chiharu can realize that this man is a man who has a lot of money.

However, ignoring him at all Chiharu waltzed away. Saying thank you and then leaving the place immediately, feeling that he had spent so long and now it was time to go home. It's just that Chiharu's life isn't his name if he doesn't find the stumbling block of life stones, the man follows Chiharu. Stir it like a chicken.

Until Chiharu gets in front of his horse, the man does not leave. Staring at him with a smile like a fool, "then what are you doing?" chiharu asked looking at the young master before her.

The man smiled even wider as the girl spoke to him, "What's your name?"

Being asked suddenly like that made Chiharu very uncomfortable, without hiding it she put on a face with facial wrinkles. Stepping back avoided the closeness of the man, revealing his discomfort. However, being shunned like that did not offend the man at all.

He took out something from his pocket, the familiar green jade was within his grasp. "I'm afraid that I've mistaken someone, remember a boy named Zhen miss?"

Chiharu's advantage is to remember every detail of events related to Mr. Qi no matter how small it is, seeped into her long-term memory until that memory now wanders away Chiharu's childhood when the girl was seven years old. Crying from getting lost and being found by a little boy with a black mane. A big smile like this, and the feelings of the young master before him with the boy felt similar.

"Are you really that little girl? Are you really Chiharu?" the man asked the girl in front of him. It felt amazing when the man still remembered Chiharu, which perhaps the girl had done.

Still confused, Chiharu nodded several times. Justifying that he is indeed Chiharu, the lost boy when he was seven years old. Seeing Chiharu nodding the man further widened his smile, neat white teeth smeared Chiharu's gaze. Makes the girl even more clumsy.

"I searched for you for so long, who would have thought that we would meet in the Capital. This is not the name of fate." The eyeball was dark red, making Chiharu remember if it was indeed that color. Because the memories he had would automatically forget anything except regarding Mr. Qi, so the girl was not sure.

Who would have thought that the delinquent boy Chiharu met, became a handsome young man like this. High-statured and behind expensive clothes his body was clearly printed, stout posture with broad shoulders. A handsome face with a soft dark black mane that swayed as the wind breathed out, it seemed like his life was much better. "Why look for me?" sahut Chiharu after feeling satisfied combing the young man's appearance.

Back with a smile, the man shook his hands. "That's it, it doesn't matter. Because now that I found you, let's take you home."

Without waiting for Chiharu's approval, the man boards Shiro. The horse looked surprised, slightly jumped and its legs lifted as an unrecognizable weight climbed up its body. The man stroked the mane of the horse, calming him down to feel comfortable. Stretching out her long fingers, waiting for Chiharu to take her hand. Like a white riding prince, it seems Chiharu did not know the white riding prince until he took the uluran.

Drive the white horse, towards where Chiharu's back.

To Be Continued