[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

Three years later.

The thousand-year-old banyan tree hung with red prayer strips watched the sun gradually set on the western mountain, shook its leaves, and stretched itself.

"Stupid tree, why did you become like this?" An extremely disgusted voice suddenly came.

"Huh? You're back, old monster~ Where are you? Why can't I see you? Huh?" Xiao He, who was beaten back into the body of the thousand-year-old banyan tree, shouted happily. Due to its own limitations, the field of vision is really limited.

The old black mountain demon in white frowned, rubbed his chin, walked around behind her, looked at the flowery branches with disgusting eyes, and replied casually: "I'm here."

After that bloody night three years ago, the old demon left with Xiaohe's corpse in his arms. I won't show how much energy and blood it took to get her back into the oven and rebuilt.

The state of the two of them now is - the old demon has searched for countless fairy juices and wonderful waters to irrigate her to grow, so that she can re-cultivate into a spirit, break away from her body, and then continue to love each other with him.

They originally agreed that when everything was over, Xiaohe would willingly follow the old demon to become the demon's wife in Fuyun Palace.But at that time, no one thought that Xiaoqing would show up to kill the old demon, and finally killed Xiaohe for the third time, completely killing Laoying.

Xiaohe really felt wronged, he was soft on others, and he was short-tempered when he ate others.Guessing that she had benefited too much from her grandma (?), she died in Xiaoqing's hands again and again for her.

The first time was just after transmigrating, Xiaoqing innocently skinned her skin and gave it to herself as a gift.

The second time Xiaoqing was exposed, turned on the blackening massacre mode, and killed Xiaohe who wanted to report the news.

The third time was to block the sword for the old demon, and died heroically in her hands again...

Hehe... there are only three things, that's enough!

When Xiaohe was in the body of the thousand-year-old banyan tree, she redeveloped her intellectual brain, and she finally dissected why Xiaoqing died and came back to life.

Xiaoqing once went to the back mountain with her to dig an ashes urn. At that time, she deliberately performed her adept "separation of corpses" to scare Xiaohe.So when Yan Chixia's sword slashed over, Xiaoqing, who was so thoughtful, was actually ready-"separate body and head".That sword didn't really hurt Xiaoqing.

It is estimated that Yan Chixia also noticed that the sword did not hit the real point at that time, so she made up another sword.But how could Xiaoqing, who was as scheming as an ocean, make a mistake in judgment?She deliberately resisted, pretending to be dying, but in fact, when Yan Chixia's second sword struck, she had already stuffed the nine-turn life pearl into her body.She had seen the nine-turn fate bead slowly repairing it when it was in Xiaohe's body.The nine-turn life bead can help the soul to attach itself to the body.This is what Yan Chixia didn't notice that Xiaoqing took away afterwards. Apart from grandma's heart, there is nothing superfluous.

Because, Xiaoqing took away the nine-turn life bead and gave it to Laoying.

Of course, many of them are Xiaohe's conjectures and imaginations. As for the specifics, that is the past, and there is nothing to worry about, right or wrong.

Now, the years are quiet, and it is also a blessing to stay together.

"You have been away for a long time this time. A group of fleeing monks lived in Lanruo Temple. In addition, there have been no monsters and ghosts in the vicinity in the past few years. Everyone in the town ran up the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva. They all regarded me as a wishing tree..." Xiaohe explained naggingly, feeling very helpless.However, seeing that Lanruo Temple is so "popular" now makes her feel very happy, because it is very lively and will not be lonely.

The old demon laughed softly, patted Xiaohe's bark body comfortingly, and said, "I ordered someone to dig a big hole in the Begonia Forest, and when I come back next time, I will transplant you to the Fuyun Palace, okay?" good?"

"Cough cough..."

Xiaohe shook the green leaves, straightened the red cloth strips between his branches, and replied arrogantly: "Lanruo Temple is now my natal family, unless I carry a big sedan chair and a bright matchmaker is marrying, otherwise I will follow you without any status." Going back to the mountain..." As he spoke, he glanced at the old demon, in fact, when he came back next time, she would already be able to get out of the tree~~ At that time, I must give him a big surprise!

The old demon smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and nodded in agreement: "Okay. Next time we come back, we will get married, carry a big sedan chair eight times, and the medium is getting married, so that all the demons, gods and Buddhas in the world know that you are the wife of my Montenegro old demon, the only one. Madam~~~"

In June, the Buddha who was punished came back to visit Xiaohe.

He honestly and frankly told Xiaohe all the ins and outs.

At the beginning, it was his one thought that caused Lao Ying to escape from the old demon and appear in the world. Later, all he did was to prevent Lao Ying from falling into the devil's way.

After hearing this, Xiaohe pursed his mouth and waved the branch to show that he didn't care anymore.

"Hey~ Anyway, the dust has settled now, and everything is over~ By the way, have my parents and younger brother all died and come back to life?" She asked cheerfully.

But Buddha's performance made Xiaohe's face sullen, he seemed to be very embarrassed, and timidly didn't know how to speak.

"Little Crane~~ Isn't it good for you to be like this now? Under the protection of the old demon of Montenegro, you have been practicing for a hundred years. I don't think it will take long before you will be able to regain your refined form and be with him. Su Shuangfei, I wish to be Lian Lizhi..."

Xiaohe was silent, and the wind stopped.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"You know why my parents and my younger brother died, don't you? If I hadn't lost my temper and rushed out of the house at that time, they wouldn't have chased me in a car on a snowy day, and they wouldn't have accidentally rushed into the Lianshui River to die."

"They're... all my fault."

This is where her heart lies.

If it is said that the end of the story will make her happy, then now...

"The story isn't over yet, is it?" Xiaohe asked coldly.

"It's a little bit worse. Your parents are safe, but you don't have a happy life for your children..."

"This is different from the agreement! Where is my little brother? Even if they don't have me, don't they still have my little brother?"

"Xiaohe, do you know that there is a kind of person in the world called 'the writer'? The reincarnation of heaven and fate is unpredictable. In the world for hundreds of years, there will always be a person who holds a pen in his hand and writes orders." What the old monk said is always mysterious and mysterious. , no one understood what he was trying to say.

The Buddha said no more, sighed, and turned to leave.

Before, he was punished by the Buddha for peeping at the fate book and revealing the heavenly secrets—going down to the mortal world to beg for nine hundred and ninety-nine days of food.

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, and his figure gradually disappeared between the clouds and mist.

Xiaohe silently watched him leave, and suddenly, an ancient blue book fell out of his sleeve...

Xiao He waved the branch, stretched out the leaves, and picked them up.

Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio, Pu Songling.

A gust of cool wind blew, the pages of the book were turned, and it stopped at the chapter "Ghost Wife Nie Xiaoqian", where there was a big red invitation card, the ink-colored running script was steady and graceful, just like a person who writes.

Ning Caichen paid homage to Liu Quan, Song Yu and Song Zhuojin.

He invited Song's father and daughter to Lanxi to have a wedding invitation for him and Xiaoqian.

The inscription date was one year ago.

Xiaohe's face turned pale instantly, his eyes lost their focus.

People like Song Yu and Song Zhuojin who shouldn't appear in the story really had an impact on reality.

Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio, it's actually Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio! ?Heh, it's no wonder that no matter how the plot breaks down during the period, it will continue as usual, because it is destined to be recorded in the books by later generations in a completely different way.

The "end of the show" they worked so hard to achieve, but now they only get a sentence "There is a kind of person in the world called 'writer'"?ridiculous!It's ridiculous!

The little wolf stood silently not far away with a pheasant in his mouth, looking at the thousand-year-old banyan tree.It seems that Lai Xiaohe's skill of "accidentally overhearing the corner" has been completely passed on to him.

It put down the pheasant that was still shaking its wings, and asked the tired little crane in a low voice: "Isn't it enough for you to irresponsibly abandon him twice?"

He muttered and unceremoniously exposed and belittled, and continued: "A woman's heart is really poisonous. Only you with such a cruel heart can make a big monster like him wait patiently for you."

After hearing this, Xiaohe was very powerless, he didn't even have the courage to refute, closed his eyes, and asked lightly: "Little wolf, if you were given a chance to resurrect all the wolves of your tribe, but the price is that you have to pay everything. Would you like to?"

All of a sudden there was a dead silence.

Summer is really an uncomfortable season.

"Actually, I also have selfish moments. I don't want to, but there is still greater selfishness tormenting me. I can't afford to pay back what I owe him in this life, but I want to make up for what I owed in my previous life."

Xiao He paused, "Little Wolf, can you do me a favor?"

"not good."

Xiaohe smiled, "Tell him, I..."

"I won't help." The little wolf picked up the pheasant on the ground in his mouth, and finally let it struggle to die.

A month later.

The servants from Miaoqingxujing picked crimson pearl fairy grass to make juice, and the old Heishan demon who planned to irrigate the banyan tree looked dumbfounded at the withered thousand-year-old tree in front of him, unbelievable.

The withered yellow and brittle leaves fell to the ground, and one piece floated leisurely before his eyes. He raised his hand to catch it, and at that moment, the dead leaves shattered into powder and turned into ashes.

Sleepy-eyed, the little wolf leisurely paced out of the temporary nest next to the thousand-year-old banyan tree, looked at the ferocious old demon, and yawned.

The old demon arched his body and coughed for a while, then grabbed the little wolf with a stern expression.

"What's the matter? What about her?"

The little wolf was about to lose his temper, and he picked up my master casually, which was too shameful, but when he put himself in the situation of the old demon in Montenegro, he felt that he could temporarily forgive him for being angry, losing his mind, and acting out of proportion thing.

after all!The move of that stinky flying crane that was murdered by the gods is not the usual insidious move!If it were it instead, it would have gnashed its teeth and waited to skin alive anyone who dared to do so!

The little wolf stared at the old demon, angrily pulled out two books from somewhere, looking at the old demon's green eyes full of sympathy and gloating.

One is naturally "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" that has traveled through time and space, and the other is Xiaohe's suicide note + task todo booklet.

The old demon glanced hastily, his complexion subtly changed from white to blue and then to black, and finally he gritted his teeth, very ferocious and terrifying: "Oh, Lai Xiaohe, Lai Xiaohe! You are really cruel!"

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Xiaohe never thought that Xiaoqian would hate grandma so much.

Even though she could live happily with Ning Caichen in the end, she killed her with the sword pouch that Yan Chixia gave them at the end.

In Pu Songling's "Ghost Wife: A Chinese Story", the grandmother was finally sucked into Yan Chixia's sword pouch and turned into a puddle of clear water.

"The monk who is full of compassion is actually the biggest behind-the-scenes BOSS, right? He always waits for me to die... It's enough, saying that one life is worth one life, the reincarnation of heaven...Obviously I have died three times, and I can't In exchange for three lives? Ah, monks are full of bad water..."

Ever since he rescued the little wolf and died at the veterinarian, Xiaohe knew this rule: If he wanted to change his fate from the "Tiandao", there was only one way that was the simplest and most fair - an exchange of equal value.

Her first life was exchanged for her father, Buddha's nine-turn life bead and grandma's life were exchanged for her.

Her second life was exchanged for her mother, and the old demon's hard work and soul-inducing bell exchanged for her.

But the body of the old demon has passed away, and the soul-leading bell and the nine-turn life bead are all shattered. The third life is not exchanged for the little nanny, but who is it dedicated to?How did she survive?Can't figure it out.

Xiaohe wandered around, and when she found Ning's house in the suburbs of Lanxi, she didn't even have time to defend herself, she was sucked into the evil spirit sword bag hanging on the lintel of the main house, and her illusory body slowly melted.

"It's a pity that the fairy juice that the old monster has poured into me for the past two years has been brewed. This kind of death is really more tragic than being wiped out." Xiaohe looked at the darkness around him and remembered that he was only in the soul-inducing bell. At that time, the old demon liked to poke the bell from time to time to make sure that she was still there, disturbing her dream sleep time like a prank.

It's freezing cold around now.

Is it too self-assertive?Sure enough, we should wait for him to come back and discuss with him before deciding whether we should come to complete this final conclusion.However, if you discuss it with him, he will definitely not agree, right?

When he saw the pamphlet, he couldn't help but want to kill her, right?But she is not afraid, and she is not sad that she is about to die, and die again, because she still has hope.

They all still have hope.

Just to trouble him to wait for her a little longer.At that time, she will come back to make up for the time that he left him alone all these years.At that time, Xiaohe will really be Xiaohe, and will no longer be those crying little girls who have lost their parents.

Outside the sword pouch, the courtyard is deep, with green bamboos and red flowers.

"Grandma, don't blame Xiaoqian. In order to ensure that my husband and I can be safe forever, it's better for you to disappear forever!" Xiaoqian gently stroked her slightly swollen belly, hoping to get something from that tiny life. strength.

Even more disturbing than a woman in love is a pregnant mother.

Xiaohe didn't blame her.

That's the end of the story, isn't it?It's just that I don't know if that stinky old monster will be very reluctant to part with her, well, it should be?

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The vicissitudes of life are changing, and the stars are changing.

How many years later, the Song Dynasty has become history and is recorded in the annals of history. The iron hooves of the Yuan Dynasty broke through the mainland, and the vast soup was wiped out and the vast ocean currents followed. The wheel of history came to the Qing Dynasty.

Liuquan town.

Under the shade of a tree, a thin gray-bearded gentleman set up a herbal tea stand.

A bowl of herbal tea, a story, ten copper coins.

Holding a plain bamboo paper umbrella, dressed in black and full of white hair, a noble man came to the herbal tea stand, with white teeth and bright eyes, gentle and elegant.

Like a character from an ancient book.

"Mr. Pu, I want to sell a story."

Xia cicadas chirped, making a lot of noise, the man took a sip of herbal tea, his eyes and eyebrows stretched, he smiled lightly, his voice was low, and he narrated a novel about ghosts and ghosts...

Qianbai and him were just a few drunks in Fusheng, and he was determined to quietly wait for the person who wrote the fate book to appear, just because this time he had expectations in his heart.

He fulfilled her story to the end.

But his own story, he also wants to finish by himself.

That's why some people are dead, while some demons are still alive.

look.

Like I said, no one in the whole world can figure him out.

He is the smartest Montenegrin old demon in the world.

The Yaoyao couple are invincible in the world.

After hundreds of years, a dry banyan tree sprouted again on the Black Mountain, just because the writer added the sentence at the end of the story according to the storyteller:

"Grandma of Lanruo Temple cleansed her past and turned into a good monster. The world is clear."

Lanruo Temple.Where all stories begin.

A figure gradually separated from the torso of the thousand-year-old banyan tree.

"Hey, where's Yan Chixia?"

"I've died a long time ago~" The white-haired man under the shade of the tree replied.

"What about Ning Caichen?"

"Dead too." The white-haired man seemed to be a little unhappy.

"...Where's the little wolf?"

"Only my lord! You have to obey if you don't!" Grinding his teeth!He was so heartless that he didn't ask him a word!He reached out and pulled her out, holding her tightly in his arms.

Finally, finally waiting for you.

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To the BOSS Black Bear Spirit: "Report to the King! The monk from the Tang Dynasty who can live forever after eating is here!"

To the BOSS yellow-robed monster: "Report to the king! The evil monkey who made the stick is coming to grab the meat!"

To BOSS Jinyinjiao: "Great King, Second Great King! Monkeys are here to steal your precious gourds and jade bottles!"

To the BOSS goldfish monster: "Your Majesty, just eat Tang Monk steamed! Don't make any seafood sauce!"

To the BOSS unicorn: "Ah! Your Majesty, your circle is off!"

To the BOSS Dapeng King: "Three kings, rat meat is not good, but Tang monk meat is the best~"

——Boss is waiting for you to dig slowly——"Ah, I'm going to change the king again...I'm so tired."

"Great Sage, why don't I give birth to a monkey for you, and you borrow Master to give me a bite? Holy Monk! Your apprentice kills!"

"Ah, Bajie, Cuilan said she is going to remarry."

"Junior Brother Sha, your master was captured by monsters again, don't blame me this time."

"The white dragon horse, with its hooves facing west, carried Tang Monk to the west..."

This is a funny story about a little monster who is determined to eat the meat of the Tang monk and keeps mixing with the bosses of Journey to the West to make soy sauce~~

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### Originally there was no boat scene, this section was cut off###

Lower Realm, Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River, Sansheng Stone.

The water of Miaomiaowangchuan River is clear to the bottom, and the water without source flows slowly westward, but what it rushes to is not the sea, but the dark underworld, the place of reincarnation and reincarnation.

A few wooden boats floated scatteredly on the vast water waves.

On the lonely canoe, a lotus lantern in the color of lotus root is lit at the bow, and a new ghost sits in each boat.

The sky is full of stars, the Lanhe River surges under the boat, and the fragrance in the air is confusing.

Xiaohe fought hard to regain his sanity, panting and holding down the restless hand that had already groped to the "inappropriate" position, and gouged out the old monster with resentment.

The crimson old demon's thin lips were slightly swollen by her bite, her eyes were confused and innocent, like a small wild deer, extremely pure, looking aggrieved at the little woman who pressed herself under her...

Xiaohe was dizzy for a while, and had deep doubts about himself, "Could it be that she forced it just now?"

fuck!

Quickly got up, crawled back to the shore in a panic, fastened his clothes with trembling fingertips, his feet were soft, and his heart was numb.

The footsteps hurried away.

……

After a while, he ran back panting again.

Sure enough, the drunk old monster didn't leave at all, the canoe floated on the mirror-like slowly flowing river, and drifted away at a slow speed.

Xiaohe was slightly annoyed, mumbled and chased a few steps along the bank, waded through the shallows, and climbed back to the boat.

As soon as he sat down, he saw the old monster on the opposite side squinting his eyes, smiling proudly, and a little mischievous, like a child who thought he was abandoned and saw his parents who came back with ice cream, very satisfied.

"Tell me, old monster, where are you taking me?" Xiaohe sighed helplessly, and resignedly picked up the penny.

The old demon blinked his eyes lazily, and pointed in the direction of the turbulent river with full of innocence and childishness, with an increasingly uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiaohe propped up the penny one after another, and drove the demon uncle into the distance, but couldn't help but think to himself: "I'm the man, right?"

She couldn't help but feel complacent. In fact, it wasn't the time when she had been relying on the old monster, and the old monster needed her too!It's a great feeling to be needed!

###Sword Pouch###

Ning Caichen excitedly wrote a letter and prepared to send it out.

With a big belly, Xiaoqian gently held her husband's hand, "Officer, who are you writing to?"

"Oh! Lady~ I mentioned it to you when we got married. The father and daughter of the Liuquan Song family who lived with me in Lanruo Temple. Last time I invited them to my marriage with my lady, they didn't seem to be able to catch up. Come on. This time, after my wife gives birth to Lin'er, I plan to go to Liuquan with my wife to visit Young Master Song Yusong with the baby." Ning Caichen smiled happily, and gently held Xiaoqian's slender and slender hand .

Xiaoqian's heart skipped a beat. When she and Xiaoqing were still in an alliance, she naturally heard her accidentally mentioning that her grandmother and the old demon had transformed into Song's father and daughter. She felt vaguely uneasy. Could something happen?

"Well, Xiaoqian listens to the officials."

"Oh, by the way, officer, these days I've always been restless, and I seem to be haunted by ghosts. Where's the sword pouch that Hero Yan gave us? Let's hang the sword pouch on the lintel these few days! Never forget it again." Let those monsters cling to our child." Xiaoqian's gentle brows and eyes seemed to have infinite sorrow, which made her feel pitiful.

Ning Caichen nodded like pounding garlic.

###Little Wolf's Condition·Gibberish###

Little Wolf has never had a loving CP, so pitiful...

"You do one thing for me..."

"do not want!"

"As you wish~"

"cut!"

"Well, my child will form a CP for you in the future~"

"...reluctantly agree"

Xiaohe handed the two books to Xiaolang, "Give him this, he will understand~"

Hmph~ God, God, you have schemed against me for so long, let me take advantage of the loophole!

###white-haired old demon###

"When did your hair turn white?"

"Ah."

"Well, what do you mean?"

Leaned over, kissed, and gagged smoothly.

"Uh... woo... huh... huh... shut up! Make it clear... huh... huh..."

"..."

"Ah! Is it because of me?"

"Whispering!" He fell down.

"Well, the hair of the old demon of Montenegro is snow-white, and Montenegro can't even live up to its name."

"Then change it to Mount Paektu?"

"Huh? White Camel Mountain where Ouyang Feng lives? Why do you like the roles played by brother so much?"

"Who is brother?"

"...he's a handsome guy."

"Tch!" He continued to throw himself down.

Cough cough, read to me: whether a man is handsome or not is not important, whether he can do it or not is the most important thing!

###Night Demon###

At first, the world was just chaos.

It was pitch black, with no light anywhere, just darkness, night, and nothingness.

In the darkness, emptiness and loneliness, then, there was Pangu.

After Pangu created the world, he fell down smiling.The moment he fell, his left eye flew up to the sky and became the sun, his right eye became the moon, and his tears became thousands of stars in the night.

I don't know how many years later, a night demon was conceived from the darkness. At first, he was unconscious and drifted between the heaven and the earth.The next day, somehow, there was a sudden change in the darkness in which he was invisible.

At some point, he saw emotions, joy, sadness, hatred and anger.

What makes him feel most comfortable is love, pure and true love.

He became spiritually aware, and took away the portrait of the person who made him feel warm...

Black and white, night and day, the ultimate source of power.

Buddhism and Taoism are secretive about this profound power, and one thought will lead to benevolence, and one thought will make you fall into the devil.

Until... the night demon with such power voluntarily gave up, just to get one person's eternal companion.

The world celebrates together.

###Little Little Demon###

The old demon and the little crane gave birth to a monster—a cloud of black air.

Xiaohe poked the old demon and made eye contact: "Could it be... Laoying?"

The old demon who claims to be unparalleled in the world is also in trouble: "Is this a male doll or a female doll?"

The coyote who stared at him eagerly: "No! 111 agreed that she is my wife~ I'm a CP! Of course it's a female doll!"

The little wolf who has cultivated into a demon for a hundred years and turned into a young and handsome man in the county picked up the mischievous air ball and ran away.

Ever since, the little wolf ate and drank food and water every day to support and irrigate it, hoping that it would soon become mature.

Then one day, in the blue sky and white day, the demon crane was lingering in the room...

ashamed

The little wolf kicked open the door, his face flushed with anger, "You gave birth to a son with a bird! How can your son be my wife?!"

The black mountain demon followed behind with no expression on his face, and there was a layer of faint red on his face.

He obviously kept his body hidden on purpose, just to let the idiot little wolf treat him well, but today he couldn't help but want to hug him, and he was seen through...

"If you like me as a girl, then I'll just be a girl. Don't be angry."

Uh, ahem, little wolf, explode!You're going to have an extremely black-bellied little demon!

###Begonia Flower Fragrance###

Sniff, "Big monster, why do you smell good all year round?"

"Huh? It's the smell of wine, right?"

"No, no, no, it's a faint scent that makes people blush and heartbeat, hard to hold, like the scent of crabapple flowers~"

"Oh?" His brows were raised, his eyes full of interest, "But the crabapple has no fragrance."

"Impossible! I've smelled it since the first time I saw you!" Looking at Niang Niang, Niang shook her head suspiciously, then looked at Xiao Lang, who gave her a blank look, as if to say, "Only an idiot would think Begonias have a fragrance of flowers."

The old demon leaned over, pulled down the front of his shirt, revealing a piece of fragrant skin on his chest, "Do you want to come closer and smell it, is it really fragrant?"

Little Wolf, Mandrill, and Ghost General rolled their eyes and walked away... The old demon is getting more and more unscrupulous... Cough

Xiaohe blushed with embarrassment, but his nose and mouth were still enveloped by that strange light fragrance.

Was she the only one who smelled it?

Leaning over, kissing, ear and temple rubbing together, lips and teeth entangled.

"Uh...huh...uh..."

"Huh...Little Feihe, have you been erotically lusting after the king's body fragrance and beauty?"

"..."

Don't talk about it, let's do it like this!Let the king regenerate twins!

###Modern LifeDaily###

Xiaohe was out of breath: "Why didn't you know to help me just now?"

The old demon: "This is a war between you women. Besides... Shouldn't your enthusiasm for supermarket shopping be lessened?"

Xiaohe stared, thinking secretly: "Wait, I'm going to break the round!"

The old demon and Buddha's uncle Dapeng Jinwang ("Journey to the West: The Legend of the Little Demon") are more handsome than beautiful than dark-bellied than mana... and they are not convinced by each other.

The old demon returned home in a rage, his face was not very good-looking, and the little crane was leisurely painting.

At this time, Niang Niang asked her to play with Guocui, Xiaohe lost the pen and ran happily, but was grabbed by the wrist by the old demon.

"I'm not happy with your husband."

"Oh~"

"Aren't you going to say something?"

"for example?"

"Your Majesty is the most powerful in the world." He praised himself without changing his expression.

"No, here is a war between you men. Besides, my lord, can you weaken your enthusiasm for the test a little bit?" Xiaohe successfully watched his old monster slump, and happily ran to prodigal~

###Cui Cui name stem###

"What's your name?"

"Wang Cuicui, it's fine for adults to call me Xiao Wang."

Later, I heard that Wang Cuicui disappeared strangely within a radius of [-] miles. People said that it was the ghost king who married his wife and took her away.

###Release###

Digging up the columbarium, ah~ I found Xiaoqian’s~

"Grandma, what else should I do?"

"Do good deeds every day, let them go to reincarnation~"

As a result, temporary workers were needed, but no one could be found, so they could only spend money to hire temporary workers.

###Portrait in the Urn###

The old demon: "Nie Xiaoqian is best healed in her ashes."

Grandma Xiaohe: "Really? Hehe... No need?"

The old demon: "Oh? Aren't you most concerned about her injury?"

Grandma Xiaohe: "That..."

The old demon: "Oh... I didn't expect Xiaohe to be so obsessed with my lord, and there are portraits of my lord hidden everywhere."

Approaching step by step.

The old demon: "Seeing things and thinking about people, how can a real person feel as good?~I didn't say last time that you are not allowed to secretly paint my portrait again? What punishment do you want?"

hmm~

###Urn[-]###

Niang Niang and the ghost general robbed Nie Xiaoqian's soul and brought the columbarium to Montenegro.

The old demon and Xiaohe returned to Montenegro from the underworld, and they were arguing about the angle of Yan Chixia's sword and whether they should avoid it.

At this time, Niang Niang: "Huh? Boss, there is a portrait in the urn!"

The old demon raised his eyes, stretched out his hand, and caught a glimpse of Xiaohe with an unnatural expression. Well, he was even more curious about the "portrait".

Niang Niang handed it to the old demon. The old demon unfolded it and caught Xiaohe who was about to run away with one hand. "Hmm? Little Feihe, where are you going?"

Niang glanced at the portrait, smiled meaningfully, covered her mouth and pulled the ghost general back.

Ha ha……

I actually forgot about it... I hid a portrait of the old demon in Xiaoqian's ashes urn, and I forgot to take it out!

Xiaohe smiled foolishly.

The old demon put his hands around her waist, pushed her to sit on his lap, and moved his hands unsteadily in the dangerous zone.

Raising eyebrows, "Did I say that you are not allowed to secretly draw my portrait again? Huh?"

Xiaohe was so teased that he couldn't sit still, held his hand, and Xiaoji Peckmi nodded, "It's what the king said!" It's not a good thing to be stubborn...

"Oh, so you remember~ Then what do you think is more appropriate for the king to punish you? Didn't you say that in your hometown, love relationships emphasize democracy and equality?" fox.

"That... Your Majesty, look, it's like this. I drew your portrait because I have admired you for a long time, ah! No... don't touch there..."

"Well~ You continue to make up, and say how you love the king, so much that you hide the portrait of the king in the urn~ Oh, my king just appreciates that Xiao Feihe can sometimes speak nonsense in a serious manner."

"Hmm~ I was wrong..."

Haha, how can there be such a simple punishment?The King of Montenegro decided to teach Xiaohe well before her former cohabitant, Yan Chixia, who is her obedient wife, and how to realize the happy double cultivation of two people.

So, Xiaohe was treated like this...

Feelings: Doing more exercise is beneficial to physical and mental health.

###relative###

In Lanruo Temple, the ghost general and the mother-in-law suddenly appeared.

Grandma introduced to Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen: "This is my uncle and aunt."

Ha ha……

###Save Xiaoqian###

He grabbed my shoulder and asked in a low voice: "I probably took the wrong medicine, so I thought I liked you."

My face turned pale instantly, what did he say?How did that happen?

He turned around with a cold face and left. I reacted and reached out to grab his cuff, but didn't dare to look at him.

I murmured, "Old demon, can you save her? You save her..."

### Proposal Failed ###

The old demon didn't care, and didn't take the warm route anymore. He picked up the back of my neck and said indifferently: "Let's go! Our time is running out..."

Thinking about it, he has already seen through such a delicate heart, so he never broke through.

But why now?It's just that the moonlight is too gentle.

###Old Shadow###

But it seems that by the way, he has inherited the only good memory of the blind ghost when he was in the world - the lonely and cold woman on the wedding night.

###Wedding Dress###

I watched Xiaoqian tear up the new clothes I bought at a big price in a hurry... My heart hurts...

"Grandma, my clothes are torn..."

"Tsk tsk... I saw it! Why are you so careless?"