It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when he returned home, and Jiang Greed had just entered the house when he saw a black pug on the balcony, poking its head out, birdish and sneaky. It didn't seem to realize that the owner of the house had returned, pacing around the security window of the balcony with two paws.
　　
　　Jiang Greed exchanged a glance with the animal that had just gotten out of the shoulder bag, and saw the animal crouch down, its golden cat eyes slightly narrowed, its black pupils erected into a line, and with a stomp of its hind legs on Jiang Greed's arm to lend it strength, it pounced towards the balcony like an arrow. His speed was fast. Before Black Bastard could react, he was pounced under his paws, fluttering in panic, bird feathers flying about on the balcony.
　　
　　The mythical beast successfully hunted, biting the Black Bastard's neck not too gently, pouring out his four little thick legs, and majestically delivering his prey to Jiang Greed. Jiang Greed stroked his little head in praise, "That's awesome."
　　
　　The animal was instantly happy, and loosely threw the black pachyderm to the ground, pressing it vainly with one paw, his tail wagging happily to and fro.
　　
　　The panicked Black Bugle finally got a good look at Jiang Greed between his struggles, and his orange beak spat out human words, "Great King spare your life, Great King spare your life."
　　
　　Jiang Greed lifted him up by his wings, "You're not the bird that Master Yao raised, are you? What are you doing sneaking into my house?"
　　
　　In the morning he could see that the cage was not at all the bird that Mr. Yao had raised before. The black pachyderm is said to have been raised by his partner when she was still alive, and has been raised for thirteen or fourteen years now. The average lifespan of a pet penguin is only about ten years, and the black penguin is already very old, so old that even the claws have accumulated a thick layer of rough skin.
　　
　　But this black pachyderm in front of him was still young, his claws were oxblood color, and the scales on his claws were tight and smooth. It was a very robust appearance. What's more, this pugilist had clearly developed spiritual wisdom.
　　
　　A demon is a spirit.
　　The Demon Authority is very strict in its management of demonic races operating in human society, and has even laid down forty-nine codes of conduct as a constraint. Among them, there is a provision: the demon race that has already developed spiritual wisdom shall not disguise as a pet to approach human beings.
　　This is to protect the humans and to protect the demon race.
　　
　　This black pachyderm used the barrier method to replace the pet of master Yao, it is obviously a violation of the rules, looking at him like this, most likely he has not registered in the Demon Control Bureau for the record, or a black household.
　　
　　Jiang Greed had caught many black households doing bad things before, so he wasn't so polite to this black bird demon in his hand.
　　
　　Black Bugsy stomped his paws and cried out a series of pain pain pain pain, seeing that Jiang Greed remained indifferent, he finally shrugged his head and said in a funereal manner, "Great King spare my life, I just want to come and pay my respects to the mountain, I don't dare to have bad intentions."
　　When he was practicing in the mountain, the demons on the mountain told him that if he ran into a big demon and didn't want to be eaten by the other side, he had to take the initiative to worship the mountain.
　　
　　"Worshiping a mountain?" Jiang Greed looked at him incredulously, his expression as if he was asking if your house had just been connected to the net, "It's a harmonious society now, and the whole mountain worship thing has long since gone out of fashion. Have you registered with the Demon Management Bureau? Do you have an ID card? What do you want to do by mixing into Grandpa Yao's house?"
　　
　　Black Buster: "????"
　　Probably because the amount of information was too much, Black Bugsy couldn't accept it at once, and his whole bird stiffened up, just like it was dead. Jiang Greed impatiently shook it, before listening to the black eight brother stumbling to ask: "Demon Authority ...... is, what is it? Isn't an ID card only for humans?"
　　
　　The first two questions could not be shortened, so Jiang Greed chose to skip straight to the past: "First you tell me what you want to do when you get mixed up in Master Yao? Where did you get Big Black?"
　　The original black pachyderm was called Dahei. moncler outlet online
　　
　　"Big black it ...... it died." Without further attempt to struggle, Black Buster wilted and said, "It's my mom."
　　
　　The black eight brother said that he is called Xiao Hei, not long after the birth of the spirit of wisdom, but also learned to absorb the moonlight to cultivate without a teacher, opened the spirit of wisdom, he did not want to stay in the home of Master Yao, on a certain day to sneak away. He relied on his instincts to find a mountain where the aura was more robust to practice, so a few years passed. When he came out of the mountain to see his mother, he found that she was already old and dying.
　　
　　The average lifespan of an ordinary pug is only ten years, while Dahei has lived for fourteen years, which is already very long-lived among pugs. A few days before his death, Dahei began not eating or drinking. Mr. Yao ran all over the vet clinics with him, but all the vets said that he was too old and had reached the end of his life, and there was nothing he could do to save his life.
　　
　　Yao was sad, and so was Blackie, who was hiding outside.
　　This was the first time he faced a parting of life and death. The unintelligent Dahei didn't understand much, but when Xiaohei sneaked to see him on the last night, he still felt his reluctance and attachment to Master Yao.
　　
　　Dahei was raised by Mr. Yao and his partner, and then his partner passed away, leaving Mr. Yao alone. The old man did not have children, so the big black as a child to raise, this raise is nearly ten years. The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it, too.
　　
　　"Master Yao has cancer and only has one year left to live." Xiao Hei said in a low voice.
　　
　　Jiang Greed did not think that every day happy to play chess master Yao actually suffered from cancer life soon, he froze for a moment, and then looked at the unhappy little black, the color will ease down: "You are afraid that he is sad, so you pretend to be a big black?"
　　
　　"Uh-huh." The black pachyderm with messy feathers landed on the ground, and after combing his feathers neatly with his beak, he said very solemnly, "Master Yao has no children, and has been kind to us, mother and son, so I will have to give him my old age."
　　
　　"Rather a good bird who knows how to return favors." Jiang Greed flicked him on the head and laughed, "But you can't support Master Yao in your old age in your current state, can you? It's more like Master Yao raising you."
　　
　　Xiao Hei obviously hadn't thought about such a complicated issue, he cocked his little black head to look at Jiang Greed, a hint of bewilderment coming out of his soybean eyes.
　　
　　"You'll first register with me at the Demon Management Bureau, can you take shape?" Jiang Greed asked.
　　
　　"Can."
　　Xiao Hei is not too skillful to take on a human form, a young man in his early twenties, with a moderate figure, and a bit of naivety and simplicity in his features, looking like he is very easy to deceive.
　　
　　Jiang Greed sighed, took his own clothes and gave them to him to change into, saying, "Let's go, I'll first take you to the Demon Authority to register."
　　Although he didn't really know what the Demon Authority was, Xiao Hei obediently followed him.
　　
　　On the way there, Jiang Greed gave him a general introduction to the Demon Authority and the relevant regulations, and only then did Xiao Hei understand that nowadays it is no longer the era of the great demons who call themselves kings in the mountains, and now all the demon races are under the unified jurisdiction of the Demon Authority, accepting socialist education and abiding by socialist laws.
　　
　　*
　　
　　Jiangcheng Demon Authority is about five or six stops away from the neighborhood, the two of them took the subway over, and when they arrived in front of the Demon Authority's administrative building, Xiao Hei was surprised and sighed, pulling tightly on Jiang Greed's arm like a fledgling just out of its shell, looking around curiously.
　　
　　Ginger Greed took him familiarly to the registration.
　　
　　This administrative building was shared between the demon race and human cultivators. Half of it belonged to the Demon Authority and half to the Special Human Authority. The Demon Authority and the Special Human Authority were on the same level, both under the direct jurisdiction of the Central Security Department. This was the result of the joint efforts of both the human and demon races, and it was also the source of why the demon race was able to coexist peacefully with the human race today.
　　
　　The first floor hall was the office, with ten windows, divided into red and blue. The red window handled the affairs of the demon race, and the blue window handled the affairs of the human cultivators.
　　
　　Jiang Greed briefly introduced Xiao Hei and led him to the first window in line. Probably due to the holiday, there were quite a few people lined up at each window. There were decently dressed upper class elites, and there were also shabby and downtrodden lower class little demons, but regardless of whether they were rich or downtrodden, everyone was honestly lining up.
　　
　　Xiao Hei couldn't see through the roots of these people, but knew by instinct that these were demons. There was also the blue window on the other side of the line, a little less crowded than this side, but the aura emanating from it made him instinctively feel dangerous and intimidated. He couldn't help but stick closer to Jiang Greed again.
　　
　　The window was very efficient and they were in line quickly.
　　
　　The clerk froze for a moment when she saw Jiang Greed, then immediately stood up and said with some caution and trepidation, "Why are you queuing up here? Do you need us to arrange for someone to receive you?"
　　
　　Jiang Greed was not surprised by such a situation. But all the demon clans that knew his roots were this careful and terrified of him. Even though thousands of years had passed, the legend of the ferocious beast Taotie still circulated and was feared by people.
　　
　　"No need."
　　Jiang Greed revealed a kind smile, "I accompanied a friend over to register, he hasn't been in form long and doesn't understand many of the rules. I guess I still have to work hard for you guys to give him a training."
　　
　　The clerk is a bear demon, I did not expect the famous beast Taotie was so kind, stayed for a moment and quickly nodded, took out a form and told Xiao Hei to fill it out, after filling it out, he told Jiang Greed to wait a little while on the sidelines, and he personally took Xiao Hei to the back to apply for the ID card.
　　
　　After breaking away from Taotie's gaze, the bear demon quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The sixth floor above their heads was the office area of the Special Duty Unit, and they had long heard that the big demon that came to the Special Duty Unit a year ago was said to be Taotie, and his name was Jiang Greed. Regardless of whether they were humans or demons, gossip always traveled fast in the office, and although there was no real evidence, everyone was inevitably more polite when they saw Jiang Greed.
　　
　　None of the great demons of the special task force were considered to have good personalities, let alone the ferocious beast Taotie, which was known for its brutality and cannibalism.
　　
　　But today saw with his own eyes, Xiong Demon and feel that the gossip is not very reliable, he quietly said to his colleagues, "That ...... is really Taotie? Why does he look quite good-tempered?"
　　
　　Colleagues are entering the information of Xiao Hei, sniffing casually: "You care if it is or not, you just need to know that the Special Duties Unit is not good to be messed with on the line. Even if the surface looks kind, if you offend them, it's still not gone in minutes?"
　　
　　The bear demon scrunched his head and gave a dry "oh". Then he heard his coworker ask Black to give his name: "Name."
　　"...... Yao Xiaohei."
　　
　　"Rootfoot."
　　"Black Bastard."
　　
　　"......"
　　The demon who was rapidly entering the information looked up at him in surprise, and when he saw his silly look, he dropped his head again and continued. In his heart, he was thinking, how did such a timid bird demon recognize Taotie? Could it be that the rumors were really wrong?
　　
　　......
　　
　　After recording the information, Xiong Demon brought Yao Xiao Hei out and instructed, "You take the list and come get your ID card in ten days. There will be a training session by then."
　　
　　Yao Xiao Hei was still a bit giddy and looked at Jiang Greed with seeming understanding, "That's good?"
　　
　　Jiang Greed patted him on the shoulder, "Well, from now on, you'll be a legally residing demon race. When you have an ID card, it doesn't matter if you're living in human society or looking for a job."
　　
　　Yao Xiaohei's eyes lit up, stuttering a bit in excitement, "Then, then can I go see Grand Master Yao? I ...... I can be his son!"
　　
　　Jiang Greed then smiled, "It's not impossible if Master Yao is willing."
　　
　　"Then I have to think of a way to ask Master Yao to recognize me as his son." Yao Xiao Hei touched his head and said with a silly smile.
　　
　　***
　　
　　Ying Peak escorted the human-faced, bull-bodied Weaksauce (yayu) out of the elevator, and as he passed through the corridor, his gaze unintentionally swept over the downstairs hall, and his footsteps paused.
　　
　　--The first floor hall, the small demon of the Lion Clan, who had only been separated from him for a short time, was intimately next to another demon, and the two of them were talking and laughing as they walked out.
　　
　　He gazed longingly downward, and Taifeng inexplicably followed with a glance downward, but found nothing unusual.
　　"What's wrong?"
　　
　　Ying Peak faintly retracted his gaze and did not reply, but narrowed his eyes and kicked the less . Weaksauce, "Be honest, if you don't get comfortable again, I'll chop you up and feed you to the pigs."
　　
　　The bound Weaksauce roared in anger, his voice as shrill as a baby's cry, shaking the ceiling and floor of the ninth floor slightly. Yet the bustling hall was not affected at all, as if there was something invisible that separated the upstairs from the downstairs.
　　

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