The years when I was an interpreter for monsters

Yan Shiyu finished dinner outside and waited with the black cat for a while, but Ao Zheng was never seen.

The black cat looked at the young man's mouth wide open, and advised, "It's time for the kid to go to bed."

"But..." Yan Shi wondered.

The black cat sighed: "I promise, when you wake up tomorrow, you can see me by the bed, is that okay?"

He didn't really care where he slept.

He is one of the few in the demon world who does not have his own lair, he is used to sleeping wherever he goes, and when he gets up, he goes to live at a few friends' houses for a few days.

Knowing his temper, his companions let him come and go, neither inviting nor keeping him.

Because the person who will wait for him to go back is no longer there and can't be found.

The black cat lay beside the purposely left bonfire, looking at the distant sky.There is no starry sky at night here, and every day is a full moon, repeating the trajectory of the sun.

When the moon reached the top of the head, the golden dragon finally appeared.

"Old dragon, what did you do? Why did you come back." The black cat got up and shook the hair on its body, and its eyes fell on the bouquet in Ao Zheng's hand.

It was a very beautiful bouquet of white flowers, shaped somewhat like lily-of-the-valley, but larger, shining crystal light in the moonlight.When it is blown, it seems that the crisp sound of wind chimes can be heard.

"The wind listens to the moon? There are such flowers in this world?" the black cat asked in surprise.

"No." Jin Long said, "I planted it just now, and gave it to the children."

"What do you grow this for?" The black cat didn't understand. "It can't be eaten or used, and it's very troublesome."

Jin Long's expression was also a bit depressed: "There is only this seed in the Qiankun bag."

"It looked like it was thrown in by Nine Tails." The black cat sighed, "I miss him a little bit."

"Hey, wait a minute." The black cat realized belatedly, "What are you planting this thing for? Courtship?"

"Courtship? Shouldn't you give roses?" Ao Zheng said.

"That's right, what kind of flower language do humans like to talk about." The black cat said, "But Feng Lingyue is a flower in the demon world. Without flower language, who knows what you mean."

"I just want to praise the kid and apologize for scaring him." Ao Zheng frowned, "But if he doesn't understand, isn't it useless?"

"How about I think about giving other things?"

"It's not necessary." The black cat looked at the bouquet and smiled, "Anyway, it doesn't have a flower language, so we have the final say on what it means."

When Yan Shiyu woke up, the black cat was snoozing on the ground with its front paws in its mouth.Hearing the sound of the young man getting up, he immediately opened his eyes: "Good morning, Teacher Xiaoyan."

"Morning." Yan Shiyu looked around and asked, "Where's Lord Long?"

"The wild boar meat was almost finished last time. He probably went out to pick up some meat dishes." The black cat stretched.

"Oh." Yan Shiyu approached the black cat, and suddenly whispered, "Xiao Hei, do you have any favorite things or hobbies, Mr. Long?"

The black cat replied without thinking, "Human beings."

"..." The young man did not give up, "Except for human beings?"

"The old dragon has been able to stay in the ground alone for thousands of years, and he has long since become ascetic. What's the matter..." The black cat paused, recalling the recent events, "Uh, maybe he likes humans to praise him."

Yan Shi said: "...?"

After hearing the answer, the young man went downstairs with a heavy heart, and the black cat followed behind, observing the other party's reaction when he saw Feng Lingyue.As a result, Yan Shiyu was so busy thinking about things that he didn't pay attention at all, and walked out directly.

After grooming, the young man set up a stone pot as usual, and casually threw a few well-known ingredients into it, then took out the bamboo tube and added some salt to taste.

When he opened the bamboo tube, he suddenly came back to his senses.

The sea salt that was about to bottom out turned into half a tube.

Long Jun came back so late yesterday, so he went to make salt for himself.

Yan Shiyu stared blankly at the salt cylinder.

The salt grains sprinkled into the pot just now seemed to have turned into crystal clear gems, smashed into the heart lake, causing layers upon layers of ripples.

If he told his mother that he felt like he fell in love with someone because of a handful of salt, ah no, it was a dragon, his mother would definitely turn on the sarcasm mode of Mouth Poison Max, and laugh until he wanted to find a crack in the ground .

The black cat waited anxiously in the house.The old dragon has a thin skin, and it is definitely not good to talk about the flower language in front of him. The young man must be noticed earlier.

He squatted in front of the bouquet, pretending to be surprised and shouted: "Hey, there is wind and moon here! This is a unique flower in the demon world. I didn't put it, it was put by the old dragon."

Yan Shiyu's attention was indeed attracted.

He walked quickly into the house, and immediately saw the white flowers on the wooden table.Well, the flower branch is inserted directly into the wood.

"This is, grafting?" Yan Shi was puzzled, "But this table is already dead wood. Could it be that this flower belongs to mushrooms? Can it be eaten? How does it taste? Can it be boiled directly?"

Black Cat: "..."

"No, this is an ordinary ornamental plant." The black cat explained.

Hearing that he couldn't eat it, the young man wasn't too disappointed.He took a closer look at the white flowers, sniffed them closely, and commented: "It's pretty, and it smells good."

Thinking of Jinlong's dedicated care, and thinking of the salt in the bamboo tube, Yan Shiyu said thoughtfully: "Mr. Long is indeed a home-type monster, and I don't know which monster will be lucky enough to live with Mr. Long in the future. "

What?Home type?Black Cat thinks of Jinlong's mansion which is so simple and almost sexual/cold, and has question marks all over his head.If he had to choose one, he would rather live in Jiuwei's sultry cave.

But the black cat dare not say this, after all, now is the time to put gold on Ao Zheng's face.

He coughed twice: "Do you know the flower language of Feng Lingyue?"

"Huh?" Yan Shiyu was taken aback, "Do the flowers in the demon world have flower language?"

"Uh... yes." The black cat had a bad feeling.

The young man suddenly became interested: "Who decided on your flower language? It's obviously a plant, what standard is used to define the content of the flower language?"

The black cat's eyes flickered and said: "This, that's how it got out, I don't know who it is."

"I thought Xiao Hei would know." Yan Shiyu was a little disappointed, "After all, many monsters are still alive after you moved to the demon world, and flowers are unique to the demon world. Unlike the human side, which has been spread for a long time and has a wide and mixed range , it is difficult to trace back to the source..."

The black cat couldn't hold back with a guilty conscience: "Aren't you curious about its flower language?"

"Then what is its flower language?" the young man asked casually.

finally come.

The black cat raised its head, straightened its chest, cleared its throat and said: "Feng Lingyue's flower language is: I'm sorry, you are fine."

Apologies and compliments.I should have conveyed the meaning of the old dragon very clearly.

The black cat narrowed its eyes and secretly watched Yan Shiyu's reaction, only to find that the young man was stunned as if struck by a thunderbolt.

"Yan Shiyu, what's wrong with you?" The black cat was startled, and hurriedly said.

The young man said hoarsely, "Is this flower used to decorate the room, but Lord Long specially gave it to me?"

"Decorating the room? How is it possible, the old dragon is not Nine Tails." The black cat said bluntly, "It must be for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shiyu looked like he was about to cry, and stammered: "I, I'm still a little sleepy, go to sleep and get back to the cage."

Then he went upstairs in a daze.

Although he didn't understand what happened, the black cat vaguely felt that he seemed to have messed up the matter.

But where is the problem?It is puzzling.

Yan Shiyu hid in the bed, secretly mourning the love that was uprooted before it sprouted.

He couldn't help but reflect on himself, is it obvious that he usually behaves?Otherwise, how could he even receive the good person card when he was still in a daze.

"Sorry, you're fine."

When my ex mentioned the breakup, it was also these six words, which made my heart feel cold and my heart was soaring.

Yan Shiyu let out a long sigh, and his feverish head gradually calmed down.

In fact, it is impossible for him and Ao Zheng, no matter how you look at it, it is not suitable.Thinking about it carefully, fortunately, I didn't express my affection impulsively, otherwise it would be embarrassing to get along with each other in the future.

Long Jun must have noticed it, and reminded himself in such a tactful way.He must stick to his heart and not waste Lord Long's tenderness.

Ao Zheng walked back carrying a few fat pheasants, still thinking about Yan Shiyu's frightened appearance yesterday.

I hope the children can understand his heart, and don't alienate him.

Just thinking about it, Jin Long suddenly sneezed.