In fact, before he crossed over, the original Muzan had done almost everything.

So, Muzan, who inherited the original memory, walked into the Qingwu with ease.

Seeing the proprietress running over, he took out a handful of money without saying a word:

"Let the courtesan come over."

The proprietress took the money and smiled immediately. She responded flatteringly and hurried to call Xiaomei.

She knew that the little girl was a cash cow!

She is so attractive at such a young age. Will she make a fortune when she grows up?

Muzan and Douma were taken into the room separately. Douma threw the little girl aside and left the room and ran to find Muzan again.

She can't even eat, so why are you helping her?

Seeing Douma running in excitedly, Muzan was really impatient.

You are too idle, can you please stop following me?

Douma saw that Muzan-sama had a gloomy face, so he ran in shamelessly, sat on the tatami without any courtesy, looked at Muzan who was sitting on the other side, and said with a smile: "Muzan-sama, why do you look so bad~"

"Hu——"

After he finished speaking, Muzan let out a long breath, and his originally gloomy expression gradually turned into a fake smile like Douma. He stood up and walked a few steps to Douma, and mentioned him without saying anything.

Douma: "???"

Open the window, and throw it out from the window with all his strength.

Douma: "!!!"

"Master Muzan--!!!"

"Ah, it feels good!"

Muzan looked at Douma's figure going away in the sky, and disappeared into the horizon with the setting sun. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he sat back on the tatami comfortably.

You can't be nice to people like Douma and Chiyu, otherwise they will definitely get too much and buzz around you.

Soon, Xiaomei was brought in by the proprietress: "This master specially asked you to come here, you have to serve him well, don't ruin his mood."

Xiaomei stood in front of Muzan with a blank expression, and even a little dissatisfaction in her eyes.

If it weren't for this guy, she could stay with her brother for a while longer.

Seeing Xiaomei like this, the proprietress could only smile and say: "This child is always like this, don't mind."

Muzan didn't say anything, but stood up and walked to Xiaomei, reaching out to touch her head.

It feels good.

Xiaomei let Wuzan touch her head with a cold face.

Wuzan smiled, squatted down and looked at Xiaomei: "I will adopt you."

Xiaomei: "?"

In the past, customers only came for her beauty, and as she was an oiran, it was not easy to redeem her.

She looked at Wuzan's eyes, without the ugly desire of those customers.

"No need." Xiaomei refused, just wanting to deal with this guy quickly.

The proprietress was also a little unhappy: "Sir, this child is our oiran..."

Wuzan glanced at her, then looked at Xiaomei, touching her snow-white hair:

"Together with your brother, I will adopt you two, and you won't be hungry and bullied in the future, how about it?"

Although Xiaomei, who was only ten years old, always looked cold under the guidance of the prostitute Taro, she was just a simple little girl.

Having been hungry and cold since childhood, Wuzan's words were very tempting.

And she could be with her brother.

Xiaomei's expression softened a little: "I want to ask my brother."

"Okay, let's go find your brother."

Wuzan stood up, and the proprietress beside him hurriedly said: "Sir, it's not good for you to do this..."

As he said that, he quickly stopped Xiaomei who wanted to take Wuzan to find the prostitute Futaro, and grabbed her wrist roughly.

As a ghost king with many ghosts under his command and rich money, Wuzan took out a sum of money that made the proprietress' eyes go straight.

The magic of money made the proprietress let go immediately, and her originally dissatisfied expression suddenly became flattering and surprised: "Sir, I will take you to find his brother now."

"Where is the indenture?"

Wuzan looked at her.

You don't think this large sum of money is a tip, right?

This is the money for redemption.

Having money doesn't mean he will spend money, and Wuzan doesn't want to give more money to a guy like the proprietress who doesn't care about human lives for money.

"I'll get it right away!"

The lady boss ran upstairs to get the contract, and Wuzan looked down at Xiaomei: "Let's go."

Xiaomei nodded and found the prostitute Taro who had already left, holding a sickle and walking viciously on the street.

Taro heard the approaching

He heard footsteps, gripped his sickle, and turned his head fiercely, but when he saw Xiaomei, his expression softened and he turned to approach.

He noticed Muzan beside Xiaomei, and looked at Muzan carefully with aggressive eyes.

"Brother, he wants to adopt both of us."

Xiaomei pointed at Muzan and said to Jifu Taro with a happy smile.

Jifu Taro looked Muzan up and down with suspicion.

What is this guy's purpose?

"What do you want to do?"

He held the sickle in his hand and stared at Muzan.

Muzan didn't mind his attitude. After all, it was so difficult to survive, and the malice around them made them have to be vigilant about everything.

He smiled and looked down at the dirty Jifu Taro:

"I want to adopt you. In the future, you can eat what you want, wear good clothes, and don't have to worry about being bullied."

Although Jifu Taro wanted to take Xiaomei to live a happy life, he obviously didn't trust a stranger and grabbed Xiaomei and pulled her behind him.

Seeing Muzan's smiling face, coupled with the fact that he was born happy, he was extremely unhappy:

"You! We don't need you!"

Muzan sighed:

"So you want your sister to serve others in the green house when she is only ten years old? And then be bullied by some bad guys one day?

Don't you want your sister to live a happy life from now on?"

Jifu Taro gritted his teeth and squeezed out vicious words from his teeth: "You!"

Although Xiaomei didn't understand why her brother was like this, she saw that her brother was unhappy because of the people in front of him, and suddenly changed her attitude, hiding behind Jifu Taro and staring at Muzan.

Muzan: "..."

You two brothers and sisters are really good!

But it is obvious that even though Jifu Taro was very unhappy, Muzan was most concerned about what he said. He hopes that his sister can live happily instead of being bullied in such a disgusting place.

Moreover, this guy has no power at first glance. Even if he was adopted, if this guy dares to bully Xiaomei, he will kill him!

He will definitely protect Xiaomei!

"We'll go with you! If you dare to bully Xiaomei, you'll be dead!"

Hearing this, Wuzan was delighted: "Okay, let's go, I'll take you to take a bath and buy new clothes."

Muzan immediately skillfully took on the role of a father.

In the unhappy eyes of Jifu Taro, he touched his black and gray hair with satisfaction.

It was messy and a little dirty, not as good as Xiaomei's, but it must be very comfortable to touch after washing.

Jifu Taro struggled a few times, hugged his head and glared at Wuzan fiercely:

"Don't touch me!"

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you."

Muzan said, and continued to touch his head.

Jifu Taro struggled a few times, but couldn't get free.

"You need to wash your dirty hair well, and then buy you some new clothes. Don't run around with your chest exposed in the future..."

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