I’m Being Held Captive by Demons

The little girl's laughing words made the monk Jingxin's expression more sad.

He clasped his hands together and sighed: If grandma can refrain from killing, then she can do whatever she wants.

At this time, the two coachmen had already cleaned up the yard in front of them.

The original residents in the courtyard were a family of seven with three generations living together.

Now the seven members of this family are all standing in the corner of the yard with dull expressions, stretching their necks, as insensitive as livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

At this time, the seven members of this family have lost the consciousness of resistance and are as dull as a wooden person.

One of the coachmen came over and asked respectfully, My lord, what should I do with this family?

The little girl looked at Jing Xin with a smile, and said, Master Jing Xin, what do you think?

The young monk immediately knelt down and kowtowed: I hope grandma can let them live.

The little girl looked at the scene of the young monk kneeling at her feet with satisfaction, raised one foot with a smile, and gently stepped on Jingxin's clean bald head.

Small women's shoes, with icy cold snow foam, melted between the monk's ring scars.

The little girl laughed, and said: Master Jingxin's knees, so you can kneel... I really didn't expect that the old-fashioned trick of hostage threat would actually work for you, a tough guy.

It's so easy to kneel... Hahaha... Well, for the sake of Master Jingxin's kowtow, I will spare this family's life and let them live another day.

The little girl told the driver next to her, Ada, take this family into a side room. I'll kill them tomorrow.

The little girl's words made the monk kneeling on the ground stiffen suddenly, and immediately raised his head: You promised me!

The little girl looked at him with a smile and said, What do you promise?

Promise me to let them live!

The little girl blinked: That's right, I did let them live... I planned to cook and eat tonight, but for Master Jingxin's sake, I let them live an extra day, and I will come again tomorrow night. Eat...is this a problem?

The young monk stared fixedly at the little girl's face and fell silent.

The little girl smiled and admired the unwillingness, anger, and pain in the monk's eyes, as well as the forced composure at the end... The little girl smiled with satisfaction.

Said: You righteous people are really interesting... Or, you are really interesting, little monk. Grandma likes you more and more.

Hee hee... For the sake of being so cute, little monk, grandma decided not to eat this family tomorrow night.

And I won't eat it the night after tomorrow, and I won't eat it the day after tomorrow... As for when to eat it, it depends on your performance and grandma's mood, hehe...

The little girl smiled happily, jumped and jumped into the yard innocently.

The attendant named Ada looked at the monk indifferently, and said, Go in.

Jing Xin stood up with a bitter expression, walked into the yard, and went to the side room that A Da had arranged for him, without any attempt to escape.

In the main house, the little girl was lazily lying on the swaying bamboo rocking chair, feeling the temperature of the charcoal fire beside her, and said, This family is quite rich...the house is decorated with calligraphy and painting, and there is a rockery in the yard. The pool, at first glance, looks like the kind that treats the rich and benevolent.

The coachman named Ah Er walked in and said respectfully, Master, those two tails that are following...how should we deal with it?

The little girl who was lying on the rocking chair and playing with the rocking chair let out a lazy snort and said, What do you think, Ah Er?

It should be killed.

The little girl smiled and shook her head, and said, Ah Er, Ah Er, you are still too simple. Those two tails are not ordinary tails. What's the point of simply killing them?

And the boy above the city gate looks exactly like that old bastard my master. Even the breath is very similar.

I suspect that boy has something to do with that old bastard my master.

Although that old bastard has been dead for more than five hundred years...

But since I saw it, it's good to have fun, let those two tails continue to monitor.

You release the blue bird later, let the blue bird go to Kongsang Mountain, and tell my senior sister that I saw her immortal sweetheart die and come back to life.

Then ask Qingniao to drop by Zhushan again, and tell my poor uncle that the old man who seduced his wife and daughter back then has returned from the dead. Now he is in Hejian Mansion, and ask him if he wants to come over.

The little girl was lying on her back, swaying on the rocking chair, watching the ceiling swaying in her vision, smiling happily.

If they all come to Hejian Mansion, this Hejian Mansion will definitely be lively.

Anyway, I'm not wrong, that boy looks exactly like Old Immortal. Even if they come, I can't say that I lied to them...hehe...

The little girl was very happy.

However, her order made Na Er slightly hesitate.

That... my lord, is it wrong to lure them to the Hejian mansion? Lingruo Temple is about to see the light of day again, if they come, I'm afraid it will spoil the great event of the lord...

The little girl snorted lazily, and said, So you are boring, Er... Do you really think that Lingruo Temple is very important to grandma?

This time I came to Hejian Mansion, what do you think it is for?

Ah Er hesitated for a moment, and said: For the glazed jade bottle of the Eastern Buddha? The demon record of the demons?

The little girl shook her head lazily: Although these things are important, they are dispensable. Moreover, due to such turmoil, Lingruo Temple has been missing for thirty years... Thirty years later, whether these two treasures are still there Still in between.

Grandma came to Hejian Mansion this time mainly to bring the young monk to have fun, and didn't pay much attention to the treasures of Lingruo Temple.

Compared to Lingbao, it will definitely be interesting for the little monk to see the destruction of his division and the tragedy of Lingruo Temple with his own eyes.

Lingbao or something is a foreign object after all.

Life is short, it is better to have fun in time.

Now that we have new fun, we naturally give priority to new fun.

Going to compete for Lingbao, it's not as fun as watching the excitement... I never expected to see a boy who looks exactly like Old Immortal here, hehehe...

It can't be that the three corpses on the old man's body got the Tao?

Or is it the blood left by the old immortal?

The little girl shook her head with a smile, and said, I'm really looking forward to it... That boy, should he come to see me?

The cultivation base of Yuanshen Realm can be regarded as a good seedling.

If he is really the blood of that old immortal...hehe... If senior sister knows that old immortal has left wild seeds outside, I am afraid that my heart will be broken.

And my poor uncle...hehe...I'm looking forward to it!

There was excitement in the little girl's eyes.

A bit of a Calvin today...