Registro de la matanza de demonios

Capítulo 12

"It's all thanks to your friend who brought me the Jade Pool water. I used the moment he was talking to Huan Ji to splash the Jade Pool water on him. He blocked it with the arm holding the flute, and the flute's immortal energy immediately returned when it touched the Jade Pool water, making it beyond his control. The bamboo flute ended up in my hands, and we then used the power of the Moon Clan to duel, but in the end, he was no match for me."

I nodded and said, "I see."

He smiled and nodded.

Chapter 18 Picking up Pei Qing at the airport

I said seriously, "Cheng Lang, your affairs are no longer my concern."

“This…”

"What?" I looked at the crescent-shaped mark on my left shoulder, and sure enough, it was gone. I said happily, "Even the crescent-shaped birthmark on my body is gone. You won't bother me anymore, right?"

"I'm very sorry for bothering you. I will try my best not to bother you in the future."

“That’s more like it,” Huan Ji suddenly remembered something and said, “Sima Xiao is awake now.”

"Oh, judging by the days, he should be awake by now. I gave him the Soul-Separating Tea and the Soul-Merging Pill together back then."

"Is the Soul-Merging Pill the antidote to the Soul-Separating Tea?"

"Not bad."

"Haha, that's settled then. I'm going home now. Please tell me how to get back to the human world."

“Qu Ming,” Mei Shuixing called out to me.

"What?" I turned to look at her, and after looking at me for a while, she finally shook her head and said, "It's nothing, take care."

Cheng Lang said, "Go east for a hundred meters from here, and you'll reach the human realm."

"Is it really that simple?" I didn't believe it.

"Hehe, this is a simple path paved just for you; no one else can get out."

Finally back in the human world, I saw no one around and recited the teleportation spell, instantly arriving at my doorstep.

When I got to my doorstep, I suddenly saw a large suitcase. I was overjoyed and rushed inside. I saw my parents carrying dishes one by one, and I stood there dumbfounded.

They saw me and laughed, "Son, are you crazy? Come and help! What are you standing there for?"

I yelled and rushed forward to hug them, saying, "Mom and Dad, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Dad laughed and said, "See? Now you know how difficult it is to live on your own without Mom and Dad at home."

"Okay, okay."

My mother said, "I see you've lost a lot of weight. Have you not been eating well these days?"

"And you say that? All you ever eat is instant noodles."

Mom said with heartache, "Silly child, why don't you eat out?"

Dad laughed and said, "Listen to what he's saying. I bet he eats out every day."

I laughed, picked up a piece of food, and said, "No matter how good the food is outside, it can't compare to the home-cooked meals you make."

“Of course,” Mom laughed. “By the way, son, you haven’t washed the clothes at home, have you? They’ve all gone bad.”

"Hehe, I don't know how to wash it either."

"You child, all you do is eat ready-made meals. I bet your wife will have to wait on you around every day from now on."

"Hehe, if she doesn't serve me, I don't want her either. By the way, Mom and Dad, where did you go? Why are you only coming back now?"

"The place we went to was wonderful, with mountains and rivers. We wouldn't have come back if we hadn't been thinking about you."

Today is truly my lucky day. I've escaped those inexplicable things and can enjoy my mom's home-cooked meals again. Now I realize how blissful peaceful days are.

...

Back at work, everything was normal. Ah Yu didn't show up again, but no one at the magazine asked about her. They seemed to have no recollection of such a beautiful woman ever appearing at the magazine.

Sima Xiao also returned to work, and no one asked him what he had been doing these past few days, as if he had simply been going to work every day.

That night he asked me to drink, and we were together. He stared intently at me.

I asked warily, "What are you looking at?"

"It's strange, it's only been one night, but it feels like I haven't seen you for days."

I didn't know what to say, so I changed the subject, saying, "Don't say such ambiguous things, okay? I'm not gay."

"What are you talking about, kid? I'm serious. Let me tell you, I feel this way about everyone else in our magazine, and even my parents. It's like I haven't seen them for days, but that's impossible. I see you every day."

I smiled and said, "Maybe you're just having a mental breakdown."

"You never get straight to the point. Let me tell you, I had a dream last night. I was pursuing a pretty girl, but I just couldn't win her over."

My heart skipped a beat, and I asked, "What does that young lady look like?"

"How would I know? Who remembers a dream?"

I smiled bitterly to myself. This Illusion Princess is truly powerful; she can manipulate people's memories at will.

A month later, the editor-in-chief came to my office with a beaming smile and said to me, "Qu Ming, come with me to pick him up from the airport."

"The one picking you up from the airport, is that a big client?"

"She's not a big client, she's my niece."

“Your niece.” The name sounded familiar, and I stammered, “What niece?”

"Can't you understand what I'm saying? My niece is my niece. She's my older brother's daughter, named Pei Qing."

"Pei Qing?" I suddenly felt my blood rush to my head, my whole body broke out in a sweat, and I almost fainted—who is it this time? Is it someone else coming to cause me trouble? "She's not...not..."

"What is it?" The editor-in-chief looked at me strangely. "Ah Ming, what's wrong? You look so pale."

I quickly composed myself—I couldn't give myself away. I wondered who was behind this this time. Could it be Huanji again? I should go check it out first.

I simply said, "It's nothing. I just think your niece must be very beautiful."

"Haha, you're quite the smooth talker, but you guessed right," he said, then pulled a photograph from his pocket—the very same one I'd seen in his office—and said, "This is her picture. Look, the pretty young woman in the middle is her. It's been five or six years."

"Yes, she must have grown into a stunning beauty by now."

I smiled bitterly to myself, but said aloud, "Of course, of course."

I went out with him to get into the car, and saw Sima Xiao standing by the car waiting. When he saw me come out, he was obviously surprised and said, "You're going to pick someone up too?"

The editor-in-chief said, "I'll have Qu Ming come along. Wouldn't it be more lively with so many young people like you?"

"Oh," Sima Xiao's expression was somewhat reluctant, so I had no choice but to ignore it.

The three of us arrived at the airport and waited for nearly an hour. During that time, we heard Sima Xiao constantly asking the editor-in-chief about Pei Qing, as if they were very familiar with each other.

Finally, Pei Qing appeared in our sight at the airport, dragging her luggage.

The editor-in-chief rushed over, excitedly shouting, "Ah Qing, over here, over here!"

Pei Qing, dressed in a fashionable light blue dress, waved and said, "Uncle," as she hurried toward us. I tried to go forward, but Sima Xiao took her luggage first and came to us.

I observed Pei Qing closely; she still had A Yu's appearance, but I wondered if Huan Ji had possessed her again.

Chapter Nineteen: Can't Tell the Truth from the Fake

She hugged the editor-in-chief, who happily said, "Ah Qing, you're getting more and more beautiful."

Pei Qing smiled, her big eyes looking at me and Sima Xiao.

Sima Xiao spoke first: "Ah Qing, do you still recognize me?"

His words struck me as odd. Did he know who Ah Qing was, or had they met before?

Ah Qing looked at him with some confusion and said, "You are...you are..."

"I'm Ah Xiao."

"Ah Xiao?" Pei Qing still seemed unable to remember. "Which Ah Xiao?"

"I am Sima Xiao. You've forgotten, we were classmates in elementary school."

Pei Qing's eyes flickered, and she suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, actually I saw through you a long time ago. Did you really think I had forgotten you?"

Sima Xiao said with some surprise, "Really, you really remember me."

"Yes, I remember when you were little, you sat behind me and always pulled my braids, and you always borrowed my pencils and never returned my eraser."

Sima Xiao smiled awkwardly.

The editor-in-chief and I couldn't help but laugh. Pei Qing turned to look at me and asked, "And who is this?"

The editor-in-chief said, "His name is Qu Ming. He works for our magazine. You can just call him Qu Ming."

I smiled and extended my hand, saying, "Hello."

“Hello,” she said, holding my hand and looking me over carefully. “Oh, I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before. You wouldn’t happen to be my classmate, would you?”

Sima Xiao answered first: "No, he's not. He's not from the same school as us."

Pei Qing said, "Then why does he look so familiar to me?"

The editor-in-chief said, "It's good that we look familiar, it's good that we look familiar. You young people should feel like old friends at first sight."

Although I didn't know what Pei Qing really meant, I remained calm and smiled, saying, "Maybe I have a common face, so everyone who sees me says they know me."

She laughed and said, "No, actually you're quite handsome."

I quickly replied, "Thank you, this is the first time I've received a compliment from a beautiful woman."

But she was truly unsure whether she was really Huan Ji or just pretending.

After we got on the bus, the editor-in-chief said to her, "Aqing, you should go home first. Your aunt has prepared a lot of food for you to eat. Why don't you take a nap this afternoon? Tomorrow I'll have Xiao and Ming take you for a walk around the streets."

She smiled and said, "Okay, but I'm not tired. I'd like to go for a walk this afternoon."