My Demon King Plush

se to Xiao Yao, and was caught by the children and the staff to play around.
In the end, he carried two children and jumped over the high seesaw.

·

When Qu Lang hurried to the orphanage, he saw Xiao Yao sitting on the lawn under the tree, with a fluffy white dog leaning against him, and holding a fairy tale book for the child in his arms to read the story.

In the afternoon, the children had all played for more than two hours, and they were now tired of playing.
They were sitting or lying down on the lawn, surrounding Xiao Yao and Baiju, and listening to the story very attentively.

Xiao Yao’s cold dry voice seemed to be warmer than usual, and was carried on the warm wind into Qu Lang's ears, causing him to slowly stop.

It had been a long time since Qu Lang saw Xiao Yao look so relaxed…

With a slight movement of his eyes, Qu Lang looked at the big white dog leaning behind Xiao Yao.
He had a feeling that the key to it was the demon king Baiju.

Baiju was still very keen, and he noticed Qu Lang's gaze from a distance.
When he lifted his eyelids slightly, he met Qu Lang's gaze accurately.

“You’re here?” Baiju's voice reached Qu Lang's mind, and he was shocked out of his daze.

Qu Lang glanced at Baiju and Xiao Yao once more, and while nodding to Baiju, he secretly wondered what kind of changes had happened to Xiao Yao due to Baiju's existence.

Baiju didn't let Qu Lang observe for a long time.
He turned his head and nudged Xiao Yao, who was leaning on his body, and said, “Yao Yao, Qu Lang is here.”

Xiao Yao’s voice paused, then turned a page of the book, and looked up in Qu Lang's direction, nodding slightly to signal Qu Lang to wait a while.
Xiao Yao finished reading the fairy tale then returned the book to a monk.

Baiju stood up, following Xiao Yao's movements, and said goodbye to the children one by one with Xiao Yao.
he no longer knew how many times he was hung onto by the little beans.

Qu Lang raised his eyebrows slightly as he watched them not far away, a little worried.

Seeing Xiao Yao was alive and well, Qu Lang was happy for him, but couldn't help worrying about other things.
He didn't know what magic the Demon King Baiju had used to soften Xiao Yao into this state, but he knew that his emotions were affected.

When a person’s feelings are indifferent, their perception of everything seems to be separated by a layer of film.
Whether they are happy or sad, their mood won’t fluctuate dramatically; but conversely, when such a person’s emotions are intense, whether good or painful, they will be magnified equally.

It may not be accurate to say this, but feelings are very self-willed, with light and shadow entangled with them; sometimes the light will overcome the dark, but as long as it found a way out, then the pain that wasn’t plain in the day will one day break out in a flash flood.

As Baiju followed Xiao Yao and walked in front of Qu Lang, he saw a pair of worried eyes.

A little concerned about Qu Lang's reaction, Baiju calmly leaned against Xiao Yao, and the soft white fur rubbed against Xiao Yao's calf and stayed there firmly.

Qu Lang drove the car, and the three of them went to the parking lot.
Baiju got into Hou Jing’s car and turned into his human form then came out after wearing clothes.
Meanwhile Xiao Yao and Qu Lang treated Sun Daiyang like a sack and dragged him out of the trunk and threw him into Qu Lang's car.

Baiju listened to Xiao Yao and Qu Lang talking about the causes and consequences of the whole incident, and silently followed Xiao Yao into the car, habitually sitting in the back seat next to him.
Qu Lang turned on a recording device and recorded Xiao Yao's dictation of the events, then he started the car and drove along the winding road back to the Demon Management Bureau.

Sun Daiyang's motives and behavior weren't difficult to understand, if he was to investigate it as a regular case; but the main variables lay in the mystery practitioner.

In modern society, the management of [practitioners was very strict.
Unlike the past, where each school had its own methods, and there were many scattered practitioners all over the world; in the current age, skilled practitioners were registered, and the practitioners who had passed an assessment would be able to join the Practitioners Association and enjoy the extraordinary treatment and access to resources.
If they were willing to shoulder the responsibility of management and supervision, they also had the opportunity to earn a few dollars.

In other words, the current practitioners were either registered, or they were fakes with no reputation or skill.
The former was supervised and managed by the Practitioners Association, and generally had no chance to commit a crime, as once a crime was committed, it would be detected quickly.
While the latter had no ability to cause trouble, at most fooling some laymen, and if others found out, they would simply collect evidence to sue them for fraud.

However, the origin of the “practitioner” Sun Daiyang encountered was very fascinating.
The appearance of the puppet that Qu Lang based on the description Baiju had given and from a restoration of the scene, didn’t match any of the registered practitioners in the Practitioners Association.
As for the spiritual power in the puppet core, nothing like it had been found yet.

The puppet was inherently evil and it may be that the raw materials or method of refining the puppet concealed some characteristics of it’s spiritual power.
Therefore, the clues provided by the puppet core were basically a deadend, and they had nothing more to go on.
Sun Daiyang's appearance had brought a new breakthrough in this case.

Who made those inferior talismans he carried?

Why was a true practitioner, that most people could never discover, found by this guy's blind actions?

Baiju and Xiao Yao looked at each other, and just after Qu Lang's questions ended, they said tacitly, “Fishing.”

They let Sun Daiyang go out.
This guy was so careless, and he even thought he bought fake talismans.
Of course, he won’t expose anything.
They would naturally go to the person who sold his talismans to investigate…and so, expose themselves a little.