My Demon King Plush

although it was nothing compared to the old white dog, but it also wasn’t negligible.
The two of them were holding hands and weaving between the barbecue stalls.
To Char Siew Bao they were simply a moving ball of light.

Baiju was pulling Xiao Yao to go and see Char Siew Bao.
This silly child just suddenly entered the Dao, and the aura of the whole of Guihe trembled, the spiritual power of the bonfire party even manifested a small whirlpool centring on Char Siew Bao, the scene was very rare.

“There are no resentful ghosts here,” Bailu chewed on a squid skewer, observing the confusion, “these few have all passed their seven day meal, and are about to move on.
They just want to visit Guihe Island one last time…but they shouldn’t be scary.
“

Xiao Yu held more than 30 skewers.
He shook his head and smiled, “These ghosts aren’t dangerous, but for normal people ‘seeing ghosts’ itself is a very scary thing.”

Baiju thought for a moment, grabbed his hair, and tried to imagine how Char Siew Bao must be experiencing things, “If he knew that he has not only seen a ghost, but also talked to a mountain god several times and disturbed the Director of the Demon Bureau…”

Xiao Yao found where Char Siew Bao had moved to, and seeing Baiju’s head in the clouds, he pulled on his hand and swayed, “Bai’ge, don't worry about it, let's just help him.”

Baiju nodded.
He had eaten a lot of grilled skewers and it was also twenty minutes until the end of the bonfire party.
They didn't have anything else to do.

So, while Char Siew Bao was looking for a quiet corner to reassess his life, he saw the two mobile light shows moving towards him.
Adding to their sticky romantic atmosphere, the light of their auras made Char Siew Bao feel like he was going to be burned alive.

“We meet again Char Siew Bao.” Xiao Yao glanced over Char Siew Bao and evaluated his state, “You don’t look too good, your face is quite bad, and your spirit is unclear.”

“You two…” Char Siew Bao was weak, “I’m just a bit unwell——”

Xiao Yao saw through him in a glance and poked straight to the heart of it, “Unwell, did you see a ghost?”

Char Siew Bao stared at them in disbelief.
Suddenly his mind went back to what the old ghost said to him, what was the meaning of the words, they’re really familiar in the “industry”!
Char Siew Bao was desperate, crying pathetically, “Was it really a ghost? I thought I fell asleep, and it was a super-real dream!”

Xiao Yao looked at Baiju.
Baiju thought for a moment, then waved his hand slightly and turned to Char Siew Bao, “Let’s leave, it’ll take a long time to explain, let's talk while we walk.”

Char Siew Bao hesitated, then put a hand to his chest and drew a cross on his body, “Amitabha.”

Xiao Yao, “…”
Baiju, “…”
I really don't know how Char Siew Bao lived until this point, his luck must be quite good.

The group of three left the bonfire party, and the grilled skewers in Xiao Yao’s hand didn’t go to Baiju, but were fed to Char Siew Bao to give this pure Yang Daoist a little extra spiritual power.

Baiju had planned for this anyway.
They had already notified Qu Lang that Char Siew Bao would be coming, so he added some of his power into his new little brother's spiritual food.
The old white dog had never been stingy.

It was only that Xiao Yao still felt a little disappointed, and gently tugged Baiju’s hand, motioning for him to bring his ear closer, “Tomorrow there won’t be any special events, I’ll take you to a hunting ground to eat…
If you want to eat barbecue, we can rent a boat; we have the tools in our house.
We can take them along and I’ll barbecue it for you.”

The old white dog raised his eyebrows, smiled all the way up to his eyes.
Then he turned his head and quickly stole a kiss from Xiao Yao's lips, “Yao Yao, you’re so nice.”

Xiao Yao, “…”
Xiao Yao pursed his lips, stood on tiptoe, raised his head and kissed him back.

Char Siew Bao, who was eating skewers behind the two of them, “…”
He felt that he was really superfluous.

From the corner of his eye, Xiao Yao noticed Char Siew Bao, so he patted Baiju on the shoulder, cleared his throat, and briefed Char Siew Bao about his current situation as he walked.

After all, Xiao Yao was an influential bureau Director who often had such meetings, and his explanation was informative and  concise.
In a few sentences, he explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Char Siew Bao was never really a stupid person.
After a period of digestion, he had calmed down.
Entering the Dao was a hurdle, before he’d stepped over it, he was an ordinary person, but after stepping over, it cannot be undone.
Unless he was punished to lose his Dao soul.

The problem now was that Char Siew Bao was a bit caught off guard.
His yin yang eyes could be closed after three days, and this would all pass.
But when he found out that he was now like a dish with the lid of the pot uncovered and desperately exuding a delicious aroma, he was frightened.

“You guys, I don’t know if you have anything on you that can protect my life.” Char Siew Bao stood in front of the door of the apartment he rented, and refused to enter the house.
“My life depends on you two.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao threw a few talismans at him, “The price of friendship is six million.”

Char Siew Bao, “……”

The author has something to say:
Char Siew Bao: You might not believe me, but I went to Guihe Island and ruined my life.