When Chi Mo opened his eyes again, he saw an unfamiliar wooden ceiling.
"Ugh..."
Chi Mo reached out and rubbed his aching head, then he propped himself up and sat up.
Looking around, he realized that he was lying on a tatami mattress.
This was a Japanese room. The room was not big, but it was extremely elegant, and it was filled with a refreshing fragrance.
The entire room presented a Japanese style from the Edo period, without the slightest hint of modern civilization.
"This is... Huh?"
Chi Mo muttered subconsciously. Then, he realized that something was wrong.
His voice was very strange.
This was a very pleasant voice, full of a bewitching charm, making it impossible to distinguish the gender.
Chi Mo, who was in shock, was immediately attracted by a strand of black hair hanging down in front of his eyes.
Chi Mo reached out and touched his head, only then did he find that his originally short hair had inexplicably turned into long, silky black hair that reached the ground.
A sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
He was buried under a collapsed house during the sudden earthquake and lost his consciousness. Logically speaking, he should have received a lunchbox because of this. But why didn't he receive a lunchbox? Why was he in such a strange place when he woke up?
Chi Mo got up from the tatami mats, his silk-like black hair scattered on the ground.
He reached out and touched it, and the silky touch made him absent-minded for a while.
Then Chi Mo noticed that there was a table at the other end of the room, with a bronze mirror on it.
Chi Mo hurriedly took a few steps forward, and carefully looked at the figure reflected in the mirror.
"This..."
Chi Mo stared at the figure in the mirror with his eyes wide open, and he was speechless for a long time.
It was a person as delicate as a doll, as beautiful as a fairy. She looked to be about sixteen years old, and her long black hair spread out on the ground like a skirt even when she stood up. The person in the mirror had a slender figure, wearing an extremely gorgeous black robe with golden edges. The skin exposed outside the robe was like white jade, exuding a soft luster.
"So beautiful..."
Chi Mo was shocked for a while, then he checked his body in a panic, and was slightly relieved.
"Fortunately, although I look like a demon, I'm still a man..."
"But … I have … transmigrated?"
Chi Mo frowned as he looked at the room in front of him. It seemed that the only explanation for this situation was transmigration.
Otherwise, how could a college boy in his twenties lose consciousness in an earthquake and wake up to find himself in this state?
"Creak —"
Just as Chi Mo was at a loss, the door to the room was pushed open and an extremely beautiful girl walked in.
The girl wore a cute white hat on her head. She had a head of bright blonde hair and wore a Chinese style Daoist robe. Her hands were tucked into her sleeves.
However, the girl had nine large furry tails behind her back.
The moment he saw the girl, a word flashed through Chi Mo's mind: Nine-tailed Demon Fox.
"Ah! Young Master Mo, you're awake! "
When the young girl saw Chi Mo, she cried out in surprise.
Young Master Mo?
Chi Mo frowned slightly when he heard her address him as a young lady. Could it be that the original owner of this body was the young lady's young master?
What kind of world had he transmigrated to, to have a fox demon maid...
As if seeing Chi Mo's confusion, the young girl bowed to Chi Mo and smiled. "Nice to meet you! Young Master Mo, I am Lord Purple's shikigami, Yakumo Lan. Young Master Mo, you can call me Lan! "
Yakumo Lan!
Naked Heavenly Fox!
Chi Mo's pupils contracted slightly. The information revealed by the young girl's words shocked him.
This young girl was called Yakumo Lan, and she had a Lord Purple...
Then, the world he was in now was clear. It was a fantasy land where demons ran rampant.
Moreover, this Yakumo Lan seemed to know that he had transmigrated and knew his name.
"Erm … Lan, can you tell me what's going on?"
After a moment of deliberation, Chi Mo asked.
Yakumo Lan smiled gently and walked to the side to open the window of the room, letting the sunlight in.
"Young Master Mo, you can ask Lord Purple when she comes over. I believe Lord Purple will tell Young Master Mo everything."
Hearing this, Chi Mo couldn't help but feel uneasy.
The Demon Sage Yakumo Lan, that demon who had lived for god knows how many years, was not an easy person to get along with.
"Ah la ~ Our dear little brother seems to be thinking of something very rude! You're making me so sad … "
A charming female voice suddenly sounded, and then a pitch-black crack appeared in the room. The crack was filled with sinister eyes.
A crack!
A beautiful girl with blonde hair and purple eyes walked out of the gap. She was wearing a white pleated skirt and a purple Bagua cape. She also wore a white lace beret with a red ribbon tied in front of her head with a big bow.
The young girl held a parasol in one hand and an exquisite folding fan in the other to cover the lower half of her face. She looked at Chi Mo with a smile.
Yakumo Lan!
"Lord Purple!" Yakumo Lan hurriedly bowed when she saw Yakumo Lan.
Although Yakumo Lan was extremely beautiful, like the most dazzling jewel, Chi Mo was extremely cautious.
This was a demon who had created the Fantasy Village and could fight against the gods!
"Mo'er, you don't have to be like this."
Yakumo Lan saw the fear in Chi Mo's heart and said softly.
Mo'er?
What was with such an intimate name?
"Excuse me … Are you Lord Purple Yakumo?"
Chi Mo asked carefully.
Yakumo Lan smiled and nodded, then sat down on a futon in the room. Azura hurriedly served her a cup of black tea.
"Come and sit down."
She pointed at a futon opposite her.
Chi Mo heard this and could only sit down cross-legged.
After Chi Mo sat down, Yukari opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Chi Mo carefully, her eyes full of satisfaction.
"That …"
Chi Mo, who was a little uncomfortable under Yukari's gaze, couldn't help but speak.
"Can you tell me what's going on? Why are you calling me little brother? Why is Azura calling me young master? "
Yukari elegantly closed her folding fan and put the tip of the fan on her lips with a smile. "Of course it's because you're our cute little brother, Mo'er. Since you're our little brother, you're naturally Azura's young master …"
"Sorry." Chi Mo felt even more dizzy. "I don't understand …"
"To put it simply, Mo'er, you're the same as us now, a demon that was born in a crack, so of course you're our little brother. Do you understand?"
Yukari's words stunned Chi Mo for a long time.
However, Yukari continued, "I once checked your soul before you were born, Mo'er, so I know some things about you when you were still human."
At this point, Yukari looked at Chi Mo with a faint smile.
"I'm glad that Mo'er, you're different from those disgusting ordinary humans, especially male humans. You're a good child and don't have those dirty thoughts. That's why I allowed you to become a demon of the same realm as us."
"After your human body died, Mo'er, your soul appeared in a crack for some reason, then unconsciously absorbed the power of the realm. In the end, under various almost impossible coincidences, a new body was born, and you became a demon of the same realm."
"He became our Yakumo Zi's younger brother, Yakumo."
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