Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

As soon as she entered the house, Xin changed back to her original form exhausted.

Chu Yao walked into the kitchen and took a glass of water to drink: "Xi said that you have just completed a hundred years of practice, so there are some things you still need to know."

Xin rushed to the dining table in a few steps and listened to him obediently.

You don't see it.

"Elder Tu said that a hundred years is a demon, and a thousand years becomes a spirit. You still remember this." Chu Yao opened the bottom drawer of the cabinet and took out a pet food box. But people seldom mention it, after all, there are very few cats that can become spirits. People always say Mr. Fox Immortal, but no one has heard of 'Cat Fairy'."

Chu Yao rubbed a ball on one side of the advertising paper and threw it over, causing Xin Li to pounce.

"Our lifespan is generally obtained from human beings to prolong it. Judging whether a creature's lifespan is advisable is mainly through a thing called spirit in him-you and I can feel this-based on physical fitness, health status, etc. Spirits are also the symbol of individual life. There are demon spirits, and there is usually a repulsive effect between goblins of the same kind, so we rarely attack the same kind."

Xin stopped her claws thoughtfully, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"The spirits in people are called Yang spirits or good spirits. Once they are attracted, they can use various means to approach them, and gain life when their will is most relaxed. Of course, the most direct and effective method is..." Chu Yao Raising his eyebrows, looking into Xin's clear eyes, he didn't say clearly, "You will know."

"Let's think about what else you should know." Chu Yao put the cup on the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, "The cat demon's words can at most give a five-year lifespan to a Yangling, thus extending the My five-year lifespan—it is said that some old demons can take up to seven or eight years. It’s just that very few demons do this, because it is very likely to cause premature aging and premature death.”

Chu Yao hurriedly removed the cup before Xin could push it off the table: "Arousing suspicion is not a good thing for us."

"Well. As for taking life, it's best to take it slowly, because some people are quite interesting, and the more you know, the less defensive you will be, and the easier things will be done. It's just..."

Just don't fall in love with them.

Xin whimpered softly, as if she understood the second half of Chu Yao's unspoken sentence.

"Well, that's all for now." Chu Yao spread his hands, "This is how our world works."

Xin looked at him steadily, then opened his mouth and yawned very inappropriately.

"Cough." Chu Yao pouted, "Are you going to sleep in the room? Or... I'll find you a cardboard box?"

Chu Yao thought, but he still forgot to tell Xin about crossing the catastrophe once in 500 years.

Elder Tu is just a poor bastard who went blind in one eye just after one kalpa.

……

Forget it, Japan has a long way to go.

Awakened by the morning sun, Chu Yao reluctantly got up.

Xin was no longer in the cardboard box in the living room, replaced by a busy young man in front of the kitchen stove.

Chu Yao rubbed his eyes: "You..."

"Are you awake?" The beautiful boy skillfully transferred the scrambled eggs to an empty plate, and smiled gently at Chu Yao.

"Aren't you...Xin?"

"I am." The beautiful boy nodded, "Call me Yan Yang."

"Yan Yang?" After thinking about it, Chu Yao felt that the person in front of him was very different from the one last night.

"Yeah." Yan Yang shrugged, that beautiful smile was enough to heal his wounds of hundreds of years in Chu Yao's eyes, "It may be a bit complicated to explain—come and have breakfast. Are you going out?"

"Oh." Chu Yao was full of doubts, "So you can talk."

"Yes. But only for a little while each day."

No wonder.The monsters who practiced at the beginning level usually couldn't maintain their human form for too long.

Chu Yao nodded, and went to brush her teeth knowingly.

The daylight was bleak, and even at noon in late autumn it looked bitter.

Sitting in the cafe on the ground floor of the most expensive office building in the busiest part of the city, Chu Yao felt uneasy for a long time.

He had already thought of how these so-called fashionable people should be.Almost both men and women regard slimming and beauty as a lifelong topic, with meticulous hairstyles, 360-degree makeup without dead ends, and glamorous clothes.With every gesture, it seems that all of them are perfect protagonists born out of Korean dramas.

With all kinds of exquisite white-collar workers coming and going, Chu Yao felt that the outdated striped sweater and jeans on her body were out of place.

What's more, I still have a pair of student-like black-framed flat glasses on the bridge of my nose.

Chu Yao continued to wait pretending to be calm, and soon received a disdainful look from a beautiful woman walking by with a small salad.

Ha ha.

Looking down at his watch, there were still ten minutes before the appointed time.

Chu Yao wondered if he should learn how to play with mobile phones like them.

Even though he has always boasted that he can integrate into the lives of modern humans better than most of his "senior" counterparts, he really can't think of the magic power of such a small glass screen that makes people so fond of it.

Han quilt:

"The meeting is delayed, you may have to wait a little longer. Sorry."

It's pretty busy.

After reading the unread news, Chu Yao decided to buy a cup of coffee to pass the boring waiting time.

The languid sunlight reflects the floor-to-ceiling glass spotlessly.

If he hadn't sensed that pleasant spirit, Chu Yao would really have fallen asleep lying on the small round table.

A group of people came down from the elevator in the lobby, some of them were tall and slender, with extraordinary aura, they were models, and most of the people around them were assistants and managers; the ones with badges on the side should be magazines. The employees of the club, as expected, are dressed like urban fashion pioneers.

The relatively low-key man has a steady smile and a well-trimmed beard on his face, and his height is not inferior to those of the models.A gray round-neck T-shirt, a dark blue casual suit, and a pair of dark red leather shoes under just the right length of trousers.

Chu Yao immediately recognized that it was Han Quin.

...Naturally not because he was the oldest among them.

A minute later, the man with a gentle temperament stood in front of him.

"Excuse me, is this Teacher Chu Yao?"

Chu Yao turned his head and got up, smiling like the most touching breeze in the world:

"It's me. Just call me Chu Yao."

As expected, he saw the surprise flashing across Han Quin's face.

"Chu Yao..." Han Quin stretched out his right hand, "I am Han Quin."

Chu Yao continued to smile, and stretched out his hand to shake it back politely: "I can tell."

Han Que was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Chu Yao was looking at the badge clipped in the towel pocket of his suit, so he smiled to himself and went to sit on the sofa opposite Chu Yao, facing the delicate face opposite He didn't speak for a long time.

Chu Yao felt even more amused: "What's wrong?"

Han Que answered truthfully: "You... are a little different from what I thought."

"What do you think I should be like?"

"I thought you would be the kind of female schoolmaster who only wears sportswear every day, is not tall and has bad skin, but has excellent grades."

Chu Yao nodded knowingly, and put his hands next to his face: "Then did I disappoint you?"

"How could it be?" Han Qun spread his hands, his eyes filled with a warm smile, "Let's talk about business. Teacher Chu?"

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