Douluo's demon spirit

How wonderful the fantasy is, how colorful the world is.All heavens and worlds begin from "illusion".

This is the starting point of all worlds.

"Ding dong... ding dong"

Youhu Bookstore is located in a quiet corner of a remote street, surrounded by lush plants. The bookstore is quite old, and the outer walls are covered with vines.The faint sound of the piano came from the half-opened window to drive away the heat, and Henggu's voice made the heart peaceful.

The bookstore is named after the fox. It is known that the owner of the house has a long-lived white fox.

Little did he know that this white fox was the real owner of the bookstore.

"Wow..."

The white rice paper was gently pulled away to reveal the solemn and elegant fonts on it, black characters on white paper.There was another long moment of silence.

The first floor of the bookstore is square, with an axis in the middle and symmetrical sides, facing north and south. At the end of the central axis is a long table, which is simple and elegant.A man was standing behind the table, frowning slightly, looking at the black words on the white rice paper.He is what others think of as the owner of the bookstore.

In fact, he was just an employee that the white fox was looking for.

The fragrance of books and the color of ink, the sound of piano and the Zen interest, everything is so harmonious and peaceful. All the truths in the world seem to be among the bookshelf, desk, pen and ink, the sound of piano, and the owner of the bookstore.

"The writing is getting better and better..."

A strange sound suddenly sounded.It's not that the sound is weird, but the source is weird. I only hear the sound but don't see the person speaking.

The man withdrew his attention from the rice paper and simply tidied the table. He was accustomed to this strange phenomenon and was not surprised. He raised his eyes and looked at the stairs.

There was a group of fluffy little foxes sitting there, with no expression on their cute faces.But it can be heard from its slightly sarcastic words that it is not very happy, and seems a little anxious and impatient.

Yuchen caught the flash of anxiety in the other person's eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

The white fox looked at the man for a while, and the anger in his heart became inexplicably stronger, but when he saw the man's incomprehensible expression, he was a little discouraged, "Alas...", it sighed deeply deep in its heart.

"nothing……"

The white fox took three steps and two steps at a time, jumped up on the desk skillfully, stepped firmly on the wet ink with his two front paws, then crushed it as if without meaning, and took a few steps on the white paper.Suddenly, several plum blossom marks were printed on the flawless white paper.The corners of the white fox's mouth raised a slight arc, which was not obvious on its furry face.

A few plum blossoms were printed on the white paper, which instantly destroyed the entire pattern of words.

Yuchen's hand holding the pen suddenly froze, and the half-written word "phantom" was destroyed by this momentary movement, and the last stroke was drawn out.This made his already ugly face become even more gloomy.

"Yao'er..." The white fox's name came out between his teeth and he gritted his teeth.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Bai Hu didn't care. Shi Shiran sat down and cast an innocent and questioning look at the man.

"Yaoyaoling... you ruined my work!" Seeing the white fox's reaction, Yuchen was angry and stretched out his hand to grab the other person at an incredible speed.

But he missed the opportunity.

"Don't hide..."

"Just a little bit, you can't catch me!" The white fox jumped up and down, its ability to escape was demonstrated by its elegant dance, without touching anything.

Yuchen tried his best to catch it several times but saw no success. He took a deep breath and gave up, looking at the work with distress.

Seeing that the other party was not taking action, Bai Hu stopped and found a slightly safer position to sit down again.

"Where have you been during this time?" Yuchen glared at Baihu, rolled up the rice paper and asked casually.

The white fox's wagging tail froze when he heard this, and the sadness in his eyes flashed away. Then he lay down and said tiredly, "Can you change the topic? Xi!".

The rice paper had been rolled to the end, but he paused when he heard the words.Yuchen was a little helpless. He felt that he and the white fox were enemies, and they always liked to expose each other's shortcomings. "You can change the topic, but can you not mention this name?"

"I'm glad that you can change the topic, but I still prefer to be more cautious." The white fox argued and refused to give in.

"..."

Yuchen was silent for a moment and threw the rice paper aside.This kind of tit-for-tat was just a daily routine, he was used to it, and it always ended with his concession and the white fox's unfinished business.

"How do you eat tonight?"

"takeout……"

"..."

……

The sun fell below the horizon, taking away the last ray of sunlight in the world, and then darkness fell, which was the background of the moon.

"Boom..."

Yuchen picked up the remaining lunch boxes in his hands, shook them slightly, and accurately threw them into the trash can on the side.But after that, he did not turn around and enter the house. Instead, he looked up at the distant horizon, with the last ray of the sunset imprinted in his pupils. The sunset was so beautiful that it was dazzling.

People were coming and going on the street, but not a single face was repeated, and not a single eye was cast on the shopkeeper standing on the street, nor on the elegantly decorated, ancient bookstore behind him.It's as if... this bookstore doesn't exist.

"well……!"

Yuchen sighed, feeling very angry.At this time, he felt a little lonely, or in other words, he had something on his mind and someone he was missing and needed to remember.

When you open the door and enter the house, you feel like you have entered another time and space, where everything has lost contact with the outside world.Yuchen was used to it, but he was a little strange.

"Where did that fox go?"

He didn't feel the breath of the white fox, considering that he only stood outside the house for a short while.

"Why is it so mysterious during this period..." Yuchen thought, shaking his head and unwilling to pay attention to it.He reached out and took down the nearest book, touched the cover and sat down. The special and familiar touch gave some comfort to the loneliness in his heart.

He flipped the pages between his fingers, but his eyes lost focus.I feel inexplicably upset in my heart, always feeling like something is going to happen!

"Bang...go ask that fox!"

He closed the book with both hands and made a dull sound. In the end, he chose to give in. Why should he be angry with an inhuman being? "Ha, inhuman? Haha, inhuman, inhuman!"

Youhu's bookstore is not big, only a few hundred square meters, with upstairs and downstairs, which are habitable.A narrow and steep staircase is supported against the wall on one side, making people mistakenly think that the angle is [-] degrees.

From the inside, the second floor was much larger than the first floor. This was a very strange phenomenon. Yuchen was very curious about it, but Yao'er didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.Apart from one of his bedrooms, the most mysterious one was the fox shopkeeper's room. It was so mysterious that he couldn't help but want to explore it, although he never succeeded.

"Squeak..."

Today...he succeeded!