About the possibility of the crumb boss raising human cubs [Ghost Slayer]

Naruto is good at playing the pipa, even when she was a human.

But now, her pipa is already a blood ghost technique that condenses countless bloody auras, and it is an invisible weapon for killing people.

"What do you think?" Ming Nv repeated the little girl's request as she crouched down in front of the man.

Then she felt the rare joy emanating from the man.

"Really. Pipa." Guiwu Tsuji's lips could not stop rising: "Then you will teach her."

"Her request is my order."

Naruto bowed her head in response.Although she was both surprised and curious in her heart, how high did this uncertain adult place that child.

But this is not something she should point fingers at, she still has some sense of propriety.

All she had to do was follow the instructions of that adult.

——It is true to say so, but who would have thought that this flowery little girl is more talented in music than cooking.

At first, when she listened to the nearly noisy movements made by Xiaowei, Naruto thought nothing of it—after all, she was a beginner, and it was understandable that she couldn't make a tune.

But no matter how hard the child practiced, the pipa in her hand always seemed to have its own ideas, and the pipa always sounded like a magic sound.

This made Xiao Wei very frustrated. She begged Naruto to order video with aggrieved face. Naruto, who had been devastated by the noise countless times, felt her head was getting bigger.At this point, she couldn't help but admit that there really are people in this world who have no musical talent.

But the child was still very persistent.

Naruto felt that the task that her boss arranged for her to teach a human who was suspected of stockpiling food to play the pipa was simply the biggest trial she had encountered since becoming a ghost.But there is nothing wrong with trials, after all, challenges can make people grow.

Of course, sometimes, what challenges bring is not necessarily growth, but also a big bowl of dog food.

When Guiwu Tsuji said on a whim that he wanted to see the results of Xiaowei's recent pipa practice, Naruto refused in her heart.

After all, Wu Mi is also a ghost who has lived for thousands of years. He was born in an aristocratic family in Ping An, and he grew up in an elegant style. The standard for judging these things is really high.

Although it is a big taboo to wantonly speculate on the leadership's thoughts, Ming Nu still couldn't help feeling that she had failed to teach the child well, and she had really failed Wu Mi's trust and expectations.

If the boss heard the "shocking" song played by the child, Naruto felt that her future would not be old and bright.

But what the boss said to do, how could she, a weak employee, stop her.

Naruto didn't know what her boss had in mind, anyway, when Oni Wu Tsuji turned into a glamorous woman and appeared at the door of Xiao Wei's room who was practicing piano, Naruto felt that the air around her was frozen.

Inexplicably a little nervous.

What came from the room was the tune of an unnamed etude-in fact, the little girl played this tune so well that even the mistakes were almost fixed.

Leaving aside the occasional out-of-pitch and bad rhythms that are completely invisible, the child's rigid performance can be said to be soulless, purely like a machine crawling through the grid without emotion.

Naruto wanted to check Wu Mi's face a little uneasily, but found that a certain boss who had always commented on the tunes she played was only "barely in the ears" actually smiled after listening to this tune.

"Isn't that nice?"

He said.

——Boss, do you know that when you saw that child, the filter was thicker than when Yuhu was admiring his own face?

Naruto couldn't say that, after all, she wasn't a joker.

At the end of the song, the little girl pursed her lips, as if she was not very satisfied with her practice results, but before she could start again, Wu Mi, who had turned into a woman, pushed open the door and walked in.

Xiao Wei subconsciously raised her head and looked in Wu Mi's direction. When she saw this strange face for the first time, her eyes showed a little bewilderment—after all, Wu Mi's mimicry was so subtle that even ghosts couldn't tell it apart. Let alone a human being who can't distinguish breath and whose five senses are much blunter than ghosts.

But that daze only existed for a moment.

Those beautiful eyes gradually lit up with a light of surprise and complacency.

She carefully put the pipa in her arms aside, then ran up to Wu Mian, and yelled crisply:

"grown ups!"

Oni Wu Tsuji's pupils narrowed slightly, revealing a rare emotion of surprise, obviously he didn't expect his disguise to be seen through by this little girl.

"Wei." He whispered in his original voice, and soon Wu Mi caught a proud smile on the little girl's face.

"It really is a grown-up!" She smiled brilliantly, "I knew it must belong to a grown-up, even if the appearance is different, but I always feel that it is a grown-up."

Hearing what she said, Wu Mi felt that she was in a particularly good mood.

He asserted himself that the reason why his little girl can do many things that ghosts with strong spiritual powers cannot do is purely because she truly has herself in her eyes.Because I care, I can recognize it no matter what.

Slowly raising his hand, he pinched the little girl's chin with his fingertips.

She is really a beautiful child, even without makeup, her rosy face and delicate and picturesque eyebrows are still pleasing to the eye.Her lips are always so bright, like a ripe fruit, making people want to take a bite.

So Wu Mi did just that—maybe in the eyes of the world, falling in love with a child she raised is even an unspeakable scandal, but Wu Mi doesn't care about that much.

All these years, she has been teasing his mind, she has planted a seed in his heart, and now the fruit is ripe, why not pick it and enjoy it?

She was his property.

The soft and somewhat cold touch between her lips made the little girl open her eyes wide. Seeing the person in front of her gradually fade away from her glamorous appearance and return to her original appearance, she felt that her breathing was a little stagnant.

In a daze, she slowly closed her eyes, and the mist that naturally appeared between her eyes wet her slender eyelashes like this.

But it wasn't the vapors of fear or sadness.

In a daze, she seemed to finally understand one thing.

Her lord is also in love with her.