Demon King’s Repayment

Shikigami wearing a silver sharp-mouthed mask is flying forward, and a silver thread is drawn from the bottom of his body that is inches high. A long silver light is left wherever he goes. As he continues to move forward, the body is like It's like a sweater that has taken off the thread, starting from the legs, it decreases in circles. Seeing that the legs disappear, the body disappears, and the head wearing the sharp-mouth mask is only a little bit left, and finally disappears into the air.

Yuan Xianger walked through the virgin forest in winter following the silver light he left on the road. She used the scent left on the bamboo cage that the horns had stayed in to summon Shikishen to find a place for the horns, but since time has passed a little bit, the smell left by the horns is too weak and the journey into the mountain is too long. , Shikigami has lost its effect before finding the exact location of the 螣螣.

You can only look around first.

It is noon, and the sun is in the sky. Even if you walk in the dense jungle, you can still feel the sun.

Yuan Xianger was a little worried about Han Rui who was hiding in the back basket, "Doctor Han, how do you feel? The sun is so big, do you need to avoid it?"

"Thanks for your hard work, I'm not in a big trouble. Since entering this mountain forest, the spirit body underneath seems to have become more and more stable." Han Rui's voice came from behind.

Wu Yuan squatted on the top of the back basket and stretched out his claws to pull out Han Rui who was covered inside to play with him, "This is already the Heavenly Wolf Mountain Spirit Realm. The spiritual power is abundant and incomparable in the world. It is most suitable for his aura It grows, but there are also a lot of soul-eaters that feed on spirits. You must look good on him, and don't accidentally be taken away by a monster."

The three of them were talking here, and a hollow golden ball rolled out of the bush, and Jinglingjing happened to stop at Yuan Xianger's feet. Yuan Xianger bent down and picked it up. This is a butterfly play peony hollow gold ball. It is very delicately made. It contains a small golden bell inside. It rolls up and the ringtone is crisp. The golden exterior is rubbed into an orange streamer. Obviously someone takes it every day. Play in the hands.

This is a popular toy among Queqiu children. It is woven from rattan into a sphere, with a ringing bell inside. More sophisticated people will dye the woven rattan with colors or hang colorful ones inside. Feathers make it colorful and clinking when rolling, which is very interesting. There are several in Yuan Xiang'er's family, some of which were made up for her by Yu Yao when she was young.

But after all, it is only a children's toy. It is very rare to use gold and fine craftsmanship like this. It must be a toy in the hands of the children of some noble family.

"Give it back to me, that's my thing." A voice sounded from behind the woods.

Yuan Xianger raised her head and saw a four-to-five-year-old girl standing under an old locust tree that had fallen out of its leaves. She had a white face, dark pupils, and a thin and silky cloak, standing with bare feet. In the snow.

Although it looks like a human being, it is almost impossible to be a child of a human in such a deep mountain, with such a weird dress.

But Yuan Xiang'er handed the golden ball forward, and the girl reached out and caught it with her white hands. Her fingers were round and tender and white with a little dirt. No matter how she looked, she was still just a child.

"What are human beings doing here?" A woman's voice sounded from the girl, and the voice sounded long, cold and cold, not commensurate with her small appearance.

"I'm looking for a friend." Yuan Xianger said, "Her name is 虺螣 (read: Hui Teng), do you know where she lives?"

"Fat?" The girl's dark eyes stared at Yuan Xiang'er for a moment, and finally stretched out a white and tender little finger forward, "You can see it soon after turning from that position."

Yuan Xiang'er thanked her sincerely, and when she turned around to leave, she looked back at her.

The little girl Nian stood under the dead branches covered with frost and snow, wearing a short cloak that was light and smooth like a butterfly wing, bare arms and legs, and a pair of small feet just stepped bare in the cold snow. .

Like Jin Yu, he often mixes in the human world, or he has been carefully taken care of by his family since childhood, like Wu Yuan. He is familiar with human life habits and is very good at preparing a set of exquisite and beautiful human clothes for himself when he changes into a human form. . But if it is a monster who is far from the world and lives in isolation, they may not be able to figure out the way in which humans wear three layers of clothing and footwear. Even if they change their human shape, they may just use a cloak to cover their body.

"Are you cold like this?" Yuan Xianger asked.

Although this little girl is just a fairy, Yuan Xianger looked at her lonely appearance, standing barefoot in the snow in thin clothes, and could not help feeling cold for her, so she took off the cashmere hood on her head and put it on. On the head of the little girl.

This kind of hat has a circle of fluff on the edge, a pair of ears to protect the cheeks on the side, and two white hair **** hanging under it, which is very warm.

"Go, thank you, little sister." Yuan Xianger waved goodbye, and got into the path pointed by the little girl.

The girl stood on the snow, stretched out her little hand and touched the hat on her head. The hat was a bit big and warm to her. It retained the human body temperature just now, and did not have the unpleasant smell as imagined.

"Again, didn't you say you're going to eat that human?" A low and dull voice came from the ground, and the snow slowly rose up, and a huge humanoid monster formed from rocks and snow piles appeared.

The little girl sits high on the shoulders of the stone man, swinging her bare feet, playing with the pompoms hanging from her hat enthusiastically.

"Forget it, for the hat."

"But Ah Nai, I'm already very hungry."

"Let's go, let's go find a tiger to eat, and bison is also fine. What's so delicious about human beings, it's smelly and only a little bit, not enough to stuff your teeth."

Yuan Xianger, who didn’t know that she had escaped a catastrophe, followed the girl’s instructions and turned the mountain road.

Wu Yuan then cautiously popped his little head out of the basket, looked around, and quietly said, "Axiang, the one who was so scary just now, are you not afraid?"

"Is that a very powerful monster just now? I can't tell, she's only so big."

"No, no, no, she is not small at all, such a big, big one. It frightens me." Wu Yuan's natural ability is eyes, which can see through all changes and point to the truth.

Yuan Xiang'er hugged the basket on his back to his chest and touched his little hairy head comfortably.

"It's okay, whether it's a powerful monster or not, I think she is still very kind. Look at the front, she really didn't lie to us."

Wu Yuan looked up, and in the depths of the cedar, a low wall made of yellow mud was faintly revealed. The thatch on the top of the wall was pressed with white snow, and there were several wooden houses inside, and the smoke and dust from the roofs raised smoke. Generally, only places where humans live are required to prepare three meals a day, and there will be smoke from cooking.

Yuan Xianger walked into the room carefully and knocked on the bamboo door.

"Is anyone at home?"

"Come here, here, who is it?" The familiar voice answered the door with a smile, and the glamorous face of the horns turned out from the courtyard.

"Axiang, how could it be you? Come in quickly." With surprise and joy, Xiaodi let Yuan Xiang'er into the house.

Yuan Xiang'er looked around curiously after entering the horns' bedroom.

Although the house is small and exquisite, the beds, screens, tables and chairs, and bronze mirrors are all placed in a simple and elegant manner, and they are spotlessly clean. There is also a jade pot spring bottle with a pine and bamboo pattern on the table, with a blooming red plum inserted in the mouth of the bottle.

"You really look decent here, you don't have a special flavor. You can't tell, you can live a good life." Yuan Xianger sat down at the wooden table in the house.

"You know, our snakes are in winter

The sky is particularly lazy, and I don't want to move a bit, how can I toss this. "The horns coughed a little embarrassingly, "Isn't I raising a human cub?" I just thought that some human furniture would come over by somehow, but after it came up, it would just be piled up casually. Who knows that little thing is very diligent, it's him...cough. "

Just as he was talking, an eight or nine-year-old boy opened the curtain and entered the room with a tea tray. He was wearing a moon-white robe with black hair neatly combed on the top of his head. He was also tied with a moon-white hair band on his shoulders. Wearing a piece of black yarn, he is obviously in filial piety.

He has a thin face, wounds on his body, a piece of gauze on his forehead, and obvious claw marks on his wrist and neck, but his expression is calm.

Yuan Xianger's heart shook, thinking that this might be Dr. Han's son Han Youzhi. After he appeared, Yuan Xiang'er's back basket swayed slightly. Yuan Xianger took out the ceramic villain placed in the back basket by Han Rui and placed it on the table so that he could see the teenager's face.

The young man silently placed a cup of steaming tea in front of Yuan Xiang'er and Xiao Di, and put two plates of various dried fruits on the table. Even Wu Yuan thoughtfully placed a plate of dried fish in front of him, and put a small cup of tea, obviously he was very used to some non-human guests here. Then at a young age, he sensibly saluted and retired.

The ceramic villain on the table still has the smooth face, squiggly, slightly bowed appearance. But almost without Wu Yuan's explanation, Yuan Xiang'er could see a strong emotion from the thin eyebrows, as if the little porcelain man was about to fall from the corner of the table, chasing the teenager who had left the house.

"What are you bringing?" Xiaodi sat opposite Yuan Xianger, and looked at Han Rui on the table. "It seems to be a ghost that is more common in the human world."

"This one is a friend of mine." Yuan Xianger avoided the topic, planning to figure out the situation first, "Ah, how did that human boy come here?"

"You said Xiaoyou." Xiaodi glanced at the curtain of the door. "His human parents are dead. He is bullied by the same kind, that is, you humans every day. The place where he lives is taken, and he can only take turns to live with relatives. Home, those relatives were not very kind to him. Every day he was beaten or scolded. He was not given food. The snowy days sent him to the mountain to chop wood. When the beast was rolling down the mountain, I happened to pick it up. Lived with me."

Hearing these words, the little porcelain man on the table, whose body was shaking slightly, gradually became quiet. He stood silently on the table like that, with curving eyebrows and porcelain white face, which made Yuan Xiang'er look at him. Can't help but feel sad.

"But this child is an ordinary human being after all, not suitable for living in the world of monsters for a lifetime." Yuan Xianger said, "Furthermore, we discussed last time. Are you really ready to adopt a human child? "

Han Rui is Han Youzhi's father. From the perspective of a father, he definitely doesn't want his son to have no likes and no partners in his life, and as a weak alien, he will always live in the world of demons.

At the same time, as a monster with a life that is close to infinitely long, it takes energy and emotion to raise a human child and watch him grow old and die in a very short period of time. It is not necessarily one. A pleasant thing.

It's like asking humans to adopt a cute pet sincerely, but watching him grow from childhood to old age within a few days. Presumably no one would be willing to take the initiative to accept this kind of breeding experience.

"Yes, I originally listened to your suggestion, and I felt that it was really not suitable for him to stay here for a long time. I want to send him back to the human world." The horns avoided Yuan Xianger's eyes, then turned his head back in frustration, "I Promise, I tried many times. Unfortunately, they all failed."

She took a sip of tea and concealed her embarrassment, "Did you know? He is really cute and cute. He is a small one, with smooth hair, and very well-behaved. He can clean the house and make good food. I I just thought about raising him for a few more days and a few more days, but it has been delayed until today... well, you can help me take him back tomorrow."

There was a clanging noise outside the door, it was the sound of a pot and pan falling down, and a string of small footsteps ran away.

Sitting at the table, the legs of the horns quickly turned into snake tails. As soon as they moved to the door, they raised the curtain and went out.

Yuan Xianger took Yan Rui to the door together, raised a corner of the curtain, and saw that in the distance of the yard, Xiao Zhu was beating the young man Han. The little boy dressed in white, with his eyebrows downcast, a spatula in one hand, and a hand to wipe tears.

Yuan Xiang'er guessed that the words that Xiaodi asked you to take him back tomorrow are already beyond count.