Another petite figure, wearing awkwardly high geta, with a pair of white wolf-like ears on her head, clearly a White Wolf Tengu girl seems to have just been toppled over, clumsily getting back on her feet, waving her little fists and charging forward again in defiance...
The three, already dead drunk, were wrestling in a decidedly unladylike manner, not seriously engaged, more like playfully sparring, but precisely because of this, the scene was truly unbearable to watch.
Moreover, the latter two were also direct leaders of the Tengu society on Demon Mountain, specifically the Great Tengu Celestial Demon and the Great Tengu Lingkyuu Irin.
Is it a case of birds of a feather flocking together?
"Emmmmm... never mind."
Gu Mo raised an eyebrow, then lifted the cara in his hand to take a look. He rubbed his temple with a headache, choosing not to try and capture this codic and absurd precious scene, instead turning around and leaving the alcohol-infused banquet venue without hesitation.
......
Just after leaving the Demon Mountain.
A flickering afterimage appeared before his eyes. When he looked closely, he saw a Black-Winged Crow Tengu girl hovering in the air.
"So, how is it, did you manage to take the photos I asked for?"
Aya Shaimaru asked with concern, leaning forward directly. She rubbed her hands excitedly, staring intently at the cara in Gu Mo’s hand, an odd posture.
"..."
"..."
Gu Mo pressed his hand against his chin, staring at the Crow Tengu girl opposite him with a strange look, hesitating slightly, and handed over the cara without directly answering the question: "Are you sure about this, Wenwen? Do you rember last month when you were hung up by the Great Tengu and battered, and everyone on the Demon Mountain heard it..."
"N-nonsense! That never happened..."
Being exposed like this made Wenwen’s face flush red, but she still tried to calmly deny it outright, saying that such a thing never occurred.
After all, since that incident was considered ’family sha’ and family sha is not to be spread, there were definitely no outsiders present when Lingkyuu Irin angrily punished her behind closed doors; so even if soone gossip spread, she only had to keep denying it!
"You’re already banned from entering the venue, Wenwen, you should be more cautious..." Gu Mo said earnestly, a look of heartfelt advice on his face.
"Hey! Why are you saying that to like this..." Aya Shaimaru felt indignant, she snatched back her cara and waved it triumphantly, "Besides, didn’t you just take photos?"
"Ahem, it wasn’t my intention... I didn’t actually take any!" Gu Mo’s gaze shifted briefly, but then he rembered he hadn’t done it and reassud a self-righteous posture, looking down from a moral high ground at the Crow Tengu girl before him.
"Eh——!!"
Aya Shaimaru exclaid in disbelief, staring at the young man before her: "Hey, we clearly agreed on this..."
"We haven’t agreed on anything. You hastily stuffed the cara into my hands, said a few things unilaterally before I went in," Gu Mo said righteously, waving his hand, "Though I said I’d help you out when I owed you a favor, don’t make do this... Let’s swap for sothing else."
Seriously...
Are my favors that worthless? Or did Wenwen just not care?
It’s very likely, as they say, the higher-ups set the example — considering the scene he just witnessed of the Ghost King and the Great Tengus wrestling, it seed that the whole Demon Mountain shared the sa mischief, hard to expect them to beco serious.
"Eh..."
The elongated tone clearly showed the Crow Tengu girl’s current indescribable disappointnt.
"Seriously, Wenwen, if you have this kind of drive, wouldn’t it be better to do sothing serious?" Gu Mo sighed, "And besides, I’ve explained to you that the concept of news isn’t like this..."
"But people like to see it!!" Aya Shaimaru exclaid.
"..."
"..."
Gu Mo was imdiately at a loss for words, as this was indeed a very compelling reason, blocking all his prepared persuasion speech. But thinking about it, in a place like Demon Mountain, within a Tengu society, perhaps news outlets would naturally veer towards these quirky directions?
If it actually cultivated serious journalists, that would be truly seeing ghosts.
"Forget it, forget it, I can’t deal with you, this is inefficient, I’ll have to do it myself..." At that mont, the Crow Tengu girl couldn’t bear it anymore, clutching her cara, leaving that remark behind as she vanished from sight, only a few black feathers floating down in the air.
Gu Mo silently caught the floating black feathers and glanced back.
In terms of fearless paparazzi spirit, Wenwen undoubtedly excelled, though unfortunately... she hadn’t considered that when angrily shad and hung up by the Great Tengu, she herself was also Tengu society’s news headline?
"What have I been doing, it seems the world is getting weirder."
Lightly tapping his forehead with his fist, he sighed a long breath, carefully surveying the entire Demon Mountain from the high altitude, and his gaze turned towards the Black Tortoise Creek — the canyon ravine from before, where downstream the Kappa, under his strong guidance, relocated their whole clan here — with factory black smoke rising.
Nothing, nothing’s wrong...
After all, on the Moon Surface, there are more advanced alien civilizations, even originally emigrated from earth, so his arrival, causing small changes, is completely understandable.
Besides, over the years, he had carefully limited these impactful changes within the unordinary world, preventing a butterfly effect from affecting the normal developnt of human history. Given this major premise, even if occasionally so things spill out, it wouldn’t really matter.
— After all, even though people this era have progressed much since he first entered the dungeon, still, strictly speaking, they belonged to ancient tis.
— Under such circumstances, for humans finding unordinary Magical Treasures or magic tools, versus technological crystals with high Technique Power, there’s essentially no difference.
As he pondered this, a dark crack split open in the air before him.
From within the gap, pairs of crimson eyes eerily observed him.
Raising an eyebrow, Gu Mo gathered his thoughts, not hesitating much, calmly stepping forward directly into the gap. After engulfing his figure, the crack swiftly closed, like torn space itself healing.
"Zi’s back? How is it? Complicated?"
In a mysterious light and ambiguous atmosphere within an ancient house room, Gu Mo, at ease as if in his own ho, directly sat on the tatami opposite the Monster Maiden, frowning as he asked.
He knew what Yakumo Zi had been up to during this ti, now coming directly to him probably ant things were not easily resolved.
"It could be very complicated, or not..."
The Monster Maiden gave him a sidelong glance, "I went to investigate and finally found the trail of the light that fell from the Moon Surface years ago... The good news is, it doesn’t seem to be a weapon from moon dwellers."
"Then what is it?" Gu Mo was slightly curious.
"..."
"..."
"It seems a Princess of the Moon has co to earth..." Yakumo Zi raised her fan, covering the lower half of her face, narrowing her eyes as she carefully watched the expression of the ’moon dweller’ before her.
User Comments
0 comments from readers