Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The things in the house were quickly organized by the little furry men. Even some scattered trinkets that the two of them had bought near the airport were sorted one by one.
Bai Ju walked around the villa and gave some instructions to the little furry men. He was about to take Xiao Yao out with him when he saw his little guardian go up to the attic.
“Yao Yao?” Bai Ju followed Xiao Yao up the stairs and asked doubtfully, “Do we need to clean up the attic too?”
Xiao Yao turned around and smiled, pointed to the attic room and said: “It’s not about cleaning up… After all, this is a villa under the name of the Demon Management Bureau. So in fact, there are some restrictions here. The key to activate them is in the attic room. We must pay attention when we come here. In addition to locking the door to prevent people from coming in, we cannot ignore the prohibitions to prevent other demons and ghosts from causing trouble.”
Bai Ju nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: “If we protect against demons, won’t the demons living inside be affected?”
Xiao Yao shook his head and pushed open the attic door: “It’s just about suppressing evil and exorcising demons. Normally moving demons will not be affected.”
With that said, Xiao Yao stepped in and opened the attic window, while asking: “Speaking of which, Brother Bai, will the injury next to your eye… be affected? After all, it’s an injury left by a demon. If you feel uncomfortable, we don’t have to activate the restriction.” Anyway, they were a top warlock and a demon king, so they need not be worried about encountering any unsolvable dangers.
Bai Ju was stunned when he heard this and raised his hand to touch the red mark spreading from the end of his eye, and then remembered that he seemed to have already forgotten about this scar.
“This thing…” Bai Ju hesitated and said uncertainly, “It should probably be fine.”
Xiao Yao rolled up his sleeves and stopped: “Probably?
Bai Ju was also a little helpless and explained honestly: “I don’t know if it will be affected. This thing has been on my body for a long time. Although it can’t be removed, it can’t hurt me also. It hasn’t moved for hundreds of years… but I can’t guarantee that it won’t be awakened by something.”
Xiao Yao frowned slightly and keenly captured the key point of Bai Ju’s words: “There has been no movement for hundreds of years. Then when did you get injured, Brother Bai?” At the beginning of the injury, what else did this thing bring to Bai Ju?
Bai Ju looked at the ceiling, nodded his chin and tried to think back: “Well… a thousand, thirteen or four hundred years ago, I forget.”
Xiao Yao: “…”
Xiao Yao felt a little distressed and was speechless by the appearance of this old dog.
This kind of injury that had tortured him for hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, how could he just throw away the time of injury to the back of his mind? Should he say that this dog had too much heart?
Xiao Yao felt so tight in his chest that he paused and asked: “When it was still moving…you, how would you be affected?”
Bai Ju lowered his eyes, met the little guardian’s somewhat evasive gaze, and saw the heartache that could not be hidden inside.
So, the old dog Bai’s words that he wanted to say casually which had come to his lips, were swallowed back by him. Then he thought about it seriously.
“When it…it doesn’t obey,” Bai Ju cleared his throat and whispered slowly, “I will have a headache.”
It was like a thunderbolt was raging in his mind. From the nerves to the muscles and bones and even the soul, everything seemed to be crushed and reorganized over and over again.
“The eyes will not be able to see clearly.”
His vision was blurred, the sky would start spinning, and he couldn’t tell the difference between reality and illusion; even his ears were full of both roaring and dead silence. He dared not leave the ground under his feet, for fear that he would lose his footing and fall into the abyss of the canyon, without any energy left to save himself.
“I will be very unhappy.”
He would be emotionally disturbed, violent thoughts couldn’t stop growing, his body would start demonizing uncontrollably, and the only reason he had left was to stay away from the crowd.
“There will be people who bully me.”
When the demonic aura could not be controlled, there would be monks following his traces to find him, trying to kill the demon.
After all, it was something that had tortured him for so long. How could Bai Ju not remember what feelings brought to him? The feelings; the pain and despair that were engraved in the bone marrow, it was okay not to mention it. If you mention it, you will find that you remember it clearly.
With a few understatements, Bai Ju briefly described what he had suffered. It still stuck in Xiao Yao’s heart.
How could Xiao Yao not guess that what this old dog said was simple, but in fact, it was probably a thousand times more difficult.
He regretted asking such a question.
Looking at his little guardian’s eyes that had turned red almost instantly, he couldn’t help but chuckle, and a warm arc appeared on his lips: “Well… I also felt that it would be nice if there was someone who could smooth my hair.”
Xiao Yao was startled for a moment, raised his head, and found Bai Ju looking at him with a slight smile, his thin lips opening and closing, and his voice low: “I really hoped… someone could be by my side to accompany me and touch my head, tell me it doesn’t hurt anymore and it will pass. And I don’t have to worry about hurting him.”
Xiao Yao closed his eyes tightly.
Bai Ju came forward slightly, gently rubbed the corners of Xiao Yao’s eyes with his fingertips, and said with a smile: “Yao Yao… You feel sorry for me, I am very happy.”
Old Dog Bai gently circled the little guardian who was almost crying, rubbed his hair, and coaxed: “Really.”
Xiao Yao raised his arms and hugged Bai Ju hard.
Why wasn’t he born hundreds of thousands of years earlier to accompany Bai Ju through the most difficult time… However, human life was too short for a big demon like Bai Ju. He could only stay with him for a hundred years, so who would care about him for the remaining hundreds or thousands of years?
Xiao Yao buried his face in Bai Ju’s chest and took a deep breath, then let go and rubbed his face, gently pushed Bai Ju, and said hoarsely: “…Then, let’s try it first, activate the restriction, and you tell me if you feel uncomfortable.”
Bai Ju nodded with a smile.
He knew what Xiao Yao meant. Since the hidden danger had been discovered, it was better for him to figure out what would affect him first than to be grabbed unawares by the enemy.
Xiao Yao then turned around and walked to a set of copper compasses in the center of the attic, blowing a stream of wind to brush away the thin dust on it.
The copper compass had a simple and dark luster, looking shiny and restrained; it was engraved with green dragon, black turtle, white tiger, and red bird, the patterns of Xuanwu’s four-dimensional beasts, and many mysterious lines. Bai Ju was a wild man and couldn’t quite understand these magic circles that condensed many Taoist spells. However, he was more interested in the material of the copper compass and reached out to touch it.
Xiao Yao bent down to pick up the formation stones stored under the compass. When he got up, he saw Bai Ju studying the compass, so he introduced: “There were originally nine such compasses, all of which were made into incense burners and placed in the temple. After nine years of incense consumption, they were re-smelted into compasses and were consecrated and chanted on by Buddhist masters for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. Even if they were not engraved with formation patterns later, they themselves are nine magical instruments.”
Bai Ju rubbed the shiny surface of the compass and asked curiously: “What happened next?”
Xiao Yao signaled Bai Ju to step back and stuck the formation stones into the compass one by one: “Later, three of them were damaged during the process of exterminating demons or suppressing ghosts. The Warlock Association tried to get some alchemy materials and make another one. A batch of copper furnaces were sent to the temple for incense. However, Shinto declined, there were few followers of Buddhism, and the eminent monks did not have the same skills as before. The copper furnaces that had been used for nine years were re-smelted and consecrated for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and the final effectiveness was gone. It’s only one-tenth of what it used to be.”
Xiao Yao patted the compass under his hand and said, “This is the little one from the later batch of compasses. It was the ninth one to be formed. It is said that it almost cracked when it was formed but was one of the eminent monks took action to save it, and it was saved from a desperate situation. Therefore it is a little more spiritual and a little stronger, about one-third of the original batch.”
Bai Ju looked at the compass thoughtfully, thought for a while, and blocked Xiao Yao from putting in the last formation stone that was prepared to be embedded.
“What’s wrong?” Xiao Yao stopped his hand and asked a little doubtfully.
Bai Ju stretched out his hand and clicked on the last formation eye, pondering and asked: “It – does it have a name?”
Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: “There is no separate name, they are collectively called the Four Phases Suppressing Evil Pan.”
Bai Ju spread his palms and said: “I will install the last formation stone.”
Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment: “Then what if you can’t adapt to it after it is started?”
Bai Ju raised the corners of his mouth, revealing the bright white tips of his teeth: “No, give me the last formation stone, and I’ll consecrate it; give it a name, and maybe enlighten it. In this way, I’ll be kind to it, and it won’t hurt me even if it’s not on my terms.”
Xiao Yao raised his eyebrows and placed the formation stone in Bai Ju’s palm: “Brother Bai, be careful.”
Bai Ju nodded, took the formation stone, and lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the copper compass, as if looking at a newborn baby, just as gently.
“You are the ninth compass of the new monastic era,” Bai Ju followed the order, pointing his fingertips over the embedded formation stones one by one, and the magnificent golden light of merit turned into fine dust and penetrated into it little by little, “On the way to birth, when there is a great disaster, it is rare to meet a noble person, so you are worthy of the number Nine.”
“Let’s call you ‘Chu Jiu’.”
After the words fell, the formation stone in Bai Ju’s palm was wrapped in brilliant gold. With the thick merit stuck in the eye, a burst of Sanskrit sound suddenly spread from the center of the compass; and invisible ripples swept through the small attic room in an instant.
Xiao Yao felt his mind suddenly revive, and a sense of clarity that he had never experienced before suddenly washed over him; when he came back to look at Bai Ju, he saw Old Dog Bai standing motionless beside the compass, his face slightly lowered, covering his eyes with one hand.
“Brother Bai!” Xiao Yao was anxious and felt his head heat up. He immediately turned over the compass and pried off Bai Ju’s hand, “What’s wrong with you? Let me see!”
Bai Ju stiffened his wrists and felt like needles piercing his mind. It was painful, so he subconsciously avoided Xiao Yao’s hand and took a step back.
Although it was far from as bad as what he had experienced before, the physical discomfort caused him to retreat instinctively; his heart screamed “danger”, and Bai Ju did not trust himself in this state at all.
How could Xiao Yao just let Bai Ju retreat like this? He stretched out his hand and pulled his arm away from his palm covering his face. Then he suddenly came forward and used the Spiritual Speech Technique on himself and shouted in a low voice: “Look up!”
Bai Ju’s consciousness flashed, and he subconsciously listened to Xiao Yao’s instructions and raised his head, revealing a pale face.
The pupil of the right eye, which should have been pitch black, was blood red and trembling abnormally; the left eye was stained by the golden light of merit, and the brilliant golden color filled the pupil, and the shimmering light followed the path of Taoism.
Bai Ju opened his mouth. The pain in his mind was not enough to erode his mind or physical strength, and the sudden reaction was quickly fading away – but he didn’t know what he looked like now, whether it would be scary or not. It would be a bit bad…
However, before he could ask what question, Xiao Yao’s eyes suddenly turned red.
The little guardian, who felt particularly sorry for Old Dog Bai, pulled Bai Ju’s arm fiercely, pulling down the tall man who was about 1.9 meters tall; then Xiao Yao hugged Bai Ju’s furry head with all his strength, using his shaking hands to stroke the curly long hair.
“…No…it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Xiao Yao’s voice was a little hoarse, even with a cry, “It will pass.”
The author has something to say:
To be honest, Old Dog Bai almost cried at this moment=. =
But Yao Yao cried before him╮(·w·)╭
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