I am the Peach Blossom Demon

Xia Zhuo just stayed at Xing Xiuzhu's house, even Wang Rixin showed mercy and arranged for him to work as Xing Xiuzhu's assistant.

Wang Rixin: Nonsense, dare I refuse to arrange it?Actor Xing almost ordered me directly!If I don't give the next step, I'm going to be fired.

The parties said that it was a grievance.

The days passed quickly, and the Spring Festival was coming in a blink of an eye. Xing Xiuzhu's last play had finally finished, and it was a rare opportunity to rest at home.

After getting up in the morning, the two went to the supermarket to buy new year's goods together.

The shops on the street are hung with red signboards, couplets are pasted up early and lanterns are hung up, and the road is also a scene of joy.

The supermarket is located in the community where Xing Xiuzhu lives. The security work is strict, outsiders cannot enter, and the surrounding residents are either rich or famous or celebrities, but just to be on the safe side, Xing Xiuzhu still wears a black mask and a hat. Only a pair of eyes remained exposed.

The fog in winter is always dense, and even the facial features of people on the street are blurred, but Xing Xiuzhu's charming peach blossom eyes are still like bright flames, trying to burn a hole in the hazy fog cloth.

Walking on the road, Xia Zhuo still turned his head from time to time, peeking at Xing Xiuzhu's side face.

Xing Xiuzhu has long been familiar with Xia Zhuo's petty behavior of peeking at him. Passing by the aquatic product area, he turned his head and looked at Xia Zhuo indifferently: "Do you want to eat fish?"

Coincidentally, Xia Zhuo was staring at him, and the eyes of the two collided.

Xia Zhuo was caught straight, almost choked on his own saliva, quickly looked away, turned his eyes a little blushing, and said unnaturally: "All, all are fine."

"Then buy one. After all, it's Chinese New Year, and there is more than enough every year." Xing Xiuzhu nodded, pointed at a fish with his slender fingers, and said to the boss, "Boss, I want this one."

The two bought a lot of other things and set off for home.

It was getting dark early in winter, and the road was a bit dark. The shopping bags were heavy. The two of them carried one side of the bag and walked slowly on the way home. Time seemed to slow down.

Xia Zhuo stepped on and turned his head, chatting with Xing Xiuzhu casually.

"I found it very troublesome for you humans to celebrate the New Year. Keeping the New Year's Eve and stepping on the New Year's Eve, and what you just said about 'every year there are fish', there are too many rules!"

Xing Xiuzhu glanced at him: "Then don't eat fish."

Xia Zhuo was stunned for a second, then quickly shook his head, which turned into a rattle: "No need, I just like these rules."

He curled up the fingers of the other hand that was not carrying the bag, and counted them one by one: "I not only like 'every year there is fish', but also 'Bamboo News', 'Reunion Dumplings', 'Golden Jade Mantang', 'Gaosheng Ribs' '..."

Xing Xiuzhu: "."

The little monster knows a lot.

He was silent for two seconds: "If you want to eat, make it yourself."

Xia Zhuo refused, tugging at Xing Xiuzhu's sleeve and shaking: "You do it for me! You are super good!"

Xing Xiuzhu took the other half of the bag from him, fearing that he would tear the shopping bag, so his tone was still calm: "It depends on your performance."

Xia Zhuo chuckled, and liked Xing Xiuzhu's words the most.Having been with Xing Xiuzhu for so long, he has long known Xing Xiuzhu's character of being honest. Xing Xiuzhu said "it depends on your performance", which is roughly equivalent to "I will definitely do it."

He happily took the bag back, and carried it back slowly with Xing Xiuzhu.

The New Year's Eve dinner was not easy to prepare, Xia Zhuo ordered a lot of dishes, Xing Xiuzhu started preparing early, Xia Zhuo also helped.

But Xia Zhuo didn't have much patience, he turned on the TV while helping, playing a movie played by Xing Xiuzhu.

Several movies are over, and the meal is not ready yet.

Xia Zhuo was a little sleepy waiting, and muttered: "You humans do this every year? How troublesome."

Xing Xiuzhu didn't think there was anything wrong: "After all, it only happens once a year."

Xia Zhuo just wanted to refute that a year is not a long time in the world, and then he suddenly remembered that the lifespan of human beings is only a few dozen years.

Even if he receives all the good blessings, he will only live a hundred years.

A hundred years old, for monsters, is but a blink of an eye.

Thinking that after decades, Xing Xiuzhu will gradually age or even disappear, Xia Zhuo only felt that his whole chest was blocked, his heart was pressed by a big stone, and kept falling.

"I don't want to celebrate the New Year!"

He spoke suddenly.

Xing Xiuzhu was still busy with the stew and didn't have time to look at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I don't want to celebrate the New Year! Don't!"

Xia Zhuo repeated it again, his tone was almost unreasonable, but his eyes turned red, with crystal tears swirling in them.He jumped off the sofa, trotted into the bathroom, and locked the door behind him. Liu Xing Xiuzhu frowned in confusion.

In front of the mirror in the bathroom, Xia Zhuo's eyes and the tip of his nose turned red all of a sudden, like a little rabbit.

He didn't want Xing Xiuzhu to leave him one day, so he hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and contacted the patriarch.

When the patriarch saw Xia Zhuo's expression about to cry, he was taken aback, frowned and asked, "Did that human bully you? I'll go to him to settle the score!"

"no no!"

Xia Zhuo hurriedly shook his head and asked eagerly, "Patriarch, can you tell Xing Xiuzhu not to die?"

The patriarch was silent for two seconds, his brows furrowed: "What did you do to him?"

Could it be... Hurt someone?

He looked at Xia Zhuo with complicated eyes, he didn't expect Xia Zhuo's small body to look thin, and his head was also silly, but he was really good at doing certain things.

Xia Zhuo: "?"

Why is the patriarch's eyes so weird?

But Xia Zhuo couldn't care so much at this time, and explained eagerly: "I didn't do anything, but Xing Xiuzhu is a human being, he will grow old, won't he?"

Patriarch: "..."

Xia Zhuo was in a hurry: "Why don't you talk anymore? Didn't you say that monsters have great powers? Why can't even a person's life be extended!"

The head of the patriarch looked anxious, and after a long while, he finally said, "How did you copy and memorize your books?

Xia Zhuo was stunned: "What's the matter, is there a way to prolong human life in the book?"

"……you!"

The patriarch was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage from Xia Zhuo's anger, pressed his temple, took a deep breath, the veins on his neck popped up, and almost shouted: "Go and read by yourself!"

He looks very much like the dean who catches the students not listening well in class.

Xia Zhuo blinked, silently took out the children's book and flipped it in front of the patriarch, and found the relevant description within a few flips.

"Monsters can absorb the lifespan of human beings by inhaling human energy. If they give people energy, they can share lifespan with humans."

Now it was Xia Zhuo's turn to be silent.

Indeed, he felt that copying was too slow, and most of the rest were automatically conjured by chanting spells.

Patriarch: "...that's all right, all right, I shouldn't have any expectations of you, let's talk, if you have any questions, ask them together, and don't bother me in the future."

Xia Zhuo was silent for a moment, then blinked: "The last, the last question... What does it mean to give people energy?"

Patriarch: "..."

Is this kid really a monster?Is it really the peach blossom demon who is as famous as the vixen in the monster world?