Chapter 105 Spring is Here

In fact, from the start, Hao Ren hadn't really expected the Four Vajra to stay at home obediently. He couldn't even manage the folks he had at home, let alone the ascetic monks, those stubborn, stone-like special beings. They had a level of dedication and self-standard that ordinary people found hard to understand. Though they wouldn't force it on others, they would never be swayed by others either. The Four Vajra had come to accept the goddess's trial, so how could they obediently stay in one place, eating and waiting for death?

But thinking about it was one thing; having it actually happen and dealing with the headache was another. Hao Ren looked at the big-bearded monk, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but all he got was an unhurried, lukewarm smile. That solemn, dignified smile made it seem like he was ready to be summoned by the Lord at any moment.

Vivian, however, took it more lightly than Hao Ren: "Hey, what's the big deal? Before I came here, I was running all over the world. And I'm a vampire. The four masters are humans, after all. Even if they run into demon hunters, they can explain themselves as cultivators. Nothing will happen."

Hao Ren sighed. "Well… I'm mainly worried they'll run off to Hoh Xil to catch Tibetan antelopes… But since they've already done their homework on that front, I won't say anything."

The big-bearded monk smiled slightly. "It's good that you understand. Don't worry, I'll stay here. We ascetics have secret methods of communicating with each other. I can keep track of the other three's movements at any time and report any situation to you."

Hao Ren waved his hand helplessly. "Whatever, there's really no one here who's easy to deal with."

He could accept the Four Vajra running around everywhere, partly because it had definitely been permitted by Raven 12345. When he led people out on business, he naturally couldn't pay attention to the situation at home. What could he do about a few ascetic monks doing their thing? So since Raven 12345 hadn't jumped out to announce that she was docking half a month's salary… he might as well let them do as they pleased. It also freed up a room for the little girl, Elizabeth.

At this time, Gun also heard the commotion in the living room and strolled down from the second floor. It meowed at Hao Ren as a greeting, then noticed there was another stranger in the house.

Staring at Elizabeth for a while, Gun sighed in a particularly human-like way, as if it was quite moved by its fate as the mascot of a rented house. But it still nodded slightly to the little demon girl as a sign of recognition, then ran to Doudou to pay its respects.

Hao Ren looked at Gun's appearance, a bit dazed, especially since the stupid cat's sigh just now was really creepy. "Has it really become a spirit?"

"I don't know what's going on, but recently, 'Gun' has seemed more and more profound," Becky said, settling back on the sofa to watch TV. "The other day, I even saw it squatting in front of the TV, secretly pressing the remote control…"

Gun lazily glanced at Becky, meowed, and curled up into a ball next to the sofa to doze off.

Hao Ren: "...Is there even one normal creature in this house?!"

The little demon Elizabeth temporarily settled down in Hao Ren's house just like that, and quickly adapted to life there.

Although she was a princess, Elizabeth wasn't the type to be pampered and spoiled. Compared to Izhaks' palace, Hao Ren's house was just like a gatehouse, but the little demon was extremely happy with her room. Because there were many new things she couldn't understand!

Electric lights, telephones, refrigerators, color TVs, microwave ovens, rice cookers—basically, anything that ran automatically could arouse the little one's interest. Elizabeth felt like she had arrived in a magical treasure trove, with treasures worth dismantling in all directions. Although Izhaks had confiscated her little screwdriver, this girl could always find a suitable tool in some corner, and then, when people weren't paying attention, she would secretly study the rare things within her sight…

One day, Hao Ren was watching TV in the house when he suddenly heard a bang from the living room, and the power went out. He ran out to see that Elizabeth was sitting on the living room floor, holding a power outlet in one hand, and the screwdriver in the other, poking it into the outlet. The little girl's face was blackened with soot, but she was still giggling happily like an idiot. "So exciting!"

Truly, she was worthy of being Izhaks's descendant. The little girl's curiosity was obviously inherited from her father—and the courage to poke an outlet with electricity came from her mother. The Sword Saintess of yesteryear dared to shout in front of the Demon King's Castle, looking for the Demon King for a one-on-one fight. That courage couldn't be described as merely lacking a brain. If even a tenth of that gene was passed down, it would be enough to give birth to a hellion who could solder detonators and saw light bulbs…

Fortunately, Elizabeth was just overly curious and couldn't tell the difference between the electrical appliances on Earth and the alchemical devices she usually played with. She wasn't a complete hellion. After being shocked by electricity a few times, and more importantly, after being educated a few times by the adults, she restrained herself.

And in order to give Elizabeth something to do, Hao Ren also rummaged through the basement and found a bunch of odds and ends for the girl to play with: there was a radio he had fiddled with as a child, an old TV he couldn't bear to throw away, an old Walkman that he didn't even know where to buy cassettes for anymore, and half a laptop—the top half of the monitor was gone. Hao Ren couldn't believe that his small warehouse had accumulated such a mess of junk. Anyway, these things soon became Elizabeth's treasures, and the little girl immersed herself in the joy of dismantling and assembling them all day long.

Lili muttered after seeing the junk Hao Ren had rummaged out of the small warehouse: "You always say I pick up things randomly… You're the same way!"

Hao Ren didn't care about this at all. At least the things he collected could be sold for two cents' worth of scrap metal. What could Lili's box of stones do?

Days finally passed peacefully for a few days like that. After reporting his work to Raven 12345, there was even less to do, and Hao Ren lived the leisurely life he had dreamed of.

This day was another sunny day.

The cold of winter had long receded, and the days of warm spring flowers were about to arrive. Hao Ren stood in front of the window wearing a coat, enjoying the cool breeze, watching the old poplar tree outside sprout green buds, and sighing softly, "Spring is here."

Lili squatted next to him, with Doudou's pot in front of her. The husky girl held a stick in her hand, with a small wooden piece tied to the stick with a thin line. This girl was enthusiastically fishing for Doudou. Hearing Hao Ren's voice, she looked up. "Landlord, are we going out to play?"

As soon as Lili was distracted, she heard a splash, and Doudou jumped out of the water and bit the small piece of wood on the "fishing line."

These two were quite skilled at playing together.

"All you know is to run around everywhere," Hao Ren glanced at Lili, then at Doudou. "Stop fishing all day, okay? Doudou doesn't eat properly anymore. You have to use a fishing rod to feed her. That's not a good habit."

At this time, Becky's voice suddenly came from the door: "Landlord! I'm taking Elizabeth out to play!"

Hao Ren looked up and saw the little demon girl standing at the door in a pretty dress, making a face at him. The little girl wore colored contact lenses to cover her red eyes, and at the same time, she wore a soft cartoon hat on her head, which covered her little demon horns. These days, when the little one wanted to go out to play, she used this disguise.

Hao Ren waved his hand. "Go ahead—don't let her take off her hat."

After the two happily went out, Hao Ren turned to look at Izhaks. "Why don't you teach your daughter some transformation techniques or something? You can transform from more than five meters tall to what you are now. It wouldn't be difficult to teach your daughter how to hide the horns on her head, would it?"

Izhaks sighed. "Isn't it still a matter of bloodline? Some of the demonic talents aren't very compatible with her, and she can't learn them no matter how hard she tries. Transforming into human form is a talent, not magic, and it requires pure blood. I'm thinking of asking the big-bearded monk in a few days to see if there are any simple transformation techniques in the Dream Plane that Elizabeth can learn."

As he spoke, Izhaks couldn't help but show some guilt on his face. "To be honest, sometimes I feel sorry for this child. Her half-demon, half-human bloodline made her particularly weak when she was born, and she couldn't find children to play with when she was young. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't be playing with those alchemical devices all day long. Because no one plays with her."

"Then why didn't you go out with her just now?" Hao Ren rolled his eyes.

Izhaks scratched his head awkwardly. "...If I go out with her, people always call the police. The crackdown on child trafficking has been pretty strict recently..."

Hao Ren: "..."

Just then, a figure staggering across the street suddenly caught Hao Ren's attention.