At the top of a tree that surrounded a mansion lost in the middle of the forest, was Chi Yu with a small pot of jade with wine. From time to time, the tall God took a sip. The position was not comfortable, lying on a branch while watching Ch'eng Huang pacing behind Mei Yang. His new life as a guard and demon hunter was pathetic. For those who were almost in nirvana, being in the mortal world was decadent.
A tall, truculent human with a horrible appearance accompanied the blind girl holding a broom. In addition, as far as he could vaguely remember what he wrote in her destiny, Mei Yang was twenty-one years old and working in a brothel. The ghost princess was thinner than he remembered when he saw her at the heavenly court twenty-one days ago. It was strange to look at her closely and see
