Demon King's Bather

"Really dead?" Ye Shuanghua was also shocked when he heard the news.

Of course, what surprised him wasn't Miao Fengnan's death. In fact, joining hands with His Highness the Demon King was only the first step. Ye Shuanghua had already made plans. It is not uncommon in this world to "encounter" some "treasure-hunting corps" united by casual cultivators and magic cultivators in the rivers and lakes. If he was robbed without a reason, no one would uphold justice for him.

It's a pity that this last move seems to be useless. The strength of His Highness the Demon King seems to be stronger than he imagined.Xiaoyu can have such a friend who sincerely protects him, so he is relieved.

I don't know if Ye Shuanghua will have today's rejoicing words when he learns that His Highness the Demon King is actually just coveting his son and wants to marry his son in the future.

It's just that, now, both parties who cooperated for the first time are satisfied with the result.

I have to say, with Yu Chunlai as the middle link, these two people who may become Weng's son-in-law in the future, one person and one demon, can be said to get along well, and His Royal Highness the Demon King is no longer as picky about Ye Shuanghua as before. I feel that although this mortal is a bit scumbag, at least he still knows how to protect Yu Chunlai. As for Ye Shuanghua failing Yu Chunlai's mother, as a monster, His Royal Highness the Monster King's thinking is: Whoever revenges himself, he should not be an outsider. blended in.

Of course, if Yu Chunlai really hated Ye Shuanghua, as long as he opened his mouth, His Royal Highness the Demon King would definitely turn his back on and kill Ye Shuanghua immediately, and he could do it!

After sending a demon down the mountain to convey the news of "this person is dead, something to burn paper" to the middleman waiting at the foot of the mountain, His Royal Highness the Demon King clapped his hands and ordered the people to take the time to reorganize the collapsed shack and messy yard, while he himself was too busy I ran to Bian Cangshan to beg for food from my cat slave.

Yu Chunlai and the others have just arrived at the foot of Weancang Mountain.

The name of this mountain is a bit strange, but it also has local characteristics. The reason is that this mountain does not have any particularly tall trees. Instead, it is covered with a kind of wattle that blooms with lavender flowers in spring.

Everything has animism, this kind of Vitex has evolved over many years, and has also evolved a very peculiar habit. Every spring to autumn, when Vitex needs to bloom and bear fruit and reproduce offspring, the branches will be covered with dense spikes. Thorns, even wild boars with rough skin and thick flesh would not eat this thorny plant unless they were half-starved.

And in late autumn, when the fruit is ripe and needs to be carried to a farther place to reproduce, the sharp thorns on the wattle will wither and fall off first, leaving only the bare branches and the red wolfberry-shaped fruit on it. At this time, whether it is Birds or beasts will come to the mountains to feast on their food, and even the nearby mountain people will go up the mountain to pick them back to make dried fruits and candied fruit. A large number of fruits are picked, and occasionally they are left on the ground, and new thorns will grow next year. Continue to join the lush Vitex family, and gradually, the nearby hills are full of this peculiar Vitex.

The local people are reluctant to cut off these wattles. Another very important reason is that this kind of wattle is full of treasures. When it blooms in spring, the unopened flower buds are picked and sold in pharmacies. It is said that it is a very good medicinal material; When the fruit is ripe, the wolfberry-like red fruit is picked, which can be made into dried fruit or candied fruit, and supplied to pastry shops as auxiliary materials; in winter, the thorns on the wattle are all gone, and the mountain people cut off the wattle along the root , Carry it down the mountain, a bundle can be sold for ten yuan, and some craftsmen who specialize in rattan weaving collect it, and can weave rattan baskets to sell, or weave them together with wood into large rattan spring stools and short stools. couch or something.

What is surprising is that only the cut thorns can grow thicker shoots and grow stronger thorns in the second year. Nature is here, as if every detail has been calculated. Let this Vitex and the local mountain people form a balance of interdependence and mutual help.

It's just that this kind of pure natural wild material is really worthless in this time and space, so when the ransom was exchanged, those people deliberately chose such a mountain for Yu Chunlai.

Of course Yu Chunlai would not be fooled.

In fact, he took a fancy to this kind of wattle in this mountain forest. According to the reliable news from Xiong Jingmi, when this kind of wattle blooms in spring, many wild bees will pick it. The nectar of the wattle is light purple, which looks a bit It's weird, but it's the best honey for alchemy or alchemy, especially some beauty and nourishing elixirs. Some of this kind of honey are often collected, and some alchemists and alchemists who are more particular about raising honey in person, just to get This wild wattle honey is of the highest purity.

Ordinary cultivation families naturally look down on selling honey for such a petty profit, but Yu Chunlai is different. He wants these mountains to let the little monsters earn a bowl of food with their own hands, just like In their time and space, billionaires simply disdain to sit down and talk about a small business worth 1000 million yuan, but for ordinary people, 1000 million yuan is great even without 100 million yuan, even if a single order can only earn tens of thousands of yuan Well, there are also people who rob.

Yu Chunlai didn't rely on this great wealth. In fact, even if he didn't do anything, the money he earned now was enough for him to squander for several lifetimes.He worked so hard to get these hilltops, in the final analysis, he just wanted those little monsters to live a good life with their own hands, instead of having to live in the wild mountains and relying on picking up garbage.

He thought about it carefully, whether it was cutting twigs or raising bees to get honey, they were all things the little demons could do, and they didn't need them to hunt desperately. Even, if the price of honey was good, they could earn money every year just by selling honey. The money is enough for the goblins to eat and clothe themselves, but those thorns can still be felled by the mountain folk.

It's just that, knowing that there are monsters in the mountains, Yu Chunlai thought, as long as his brain is still there, he probably wouldn't dare to go into the mountains to cut thorns, right?After all, how can making money be more important than survival?

Yu Chunlai didn't want to clarify the misunderstanding of Yaozu in the mortal world.

Sometimes, ignorance and fear are stronger than any high-tech anti-theft device. Because of fear, I dare not approach. Yu Chunlai is not afraid that those little monsters will be lonely because of it. Monsters are not afraid of loneliness. coveted...

That's good, mortals are afraid of them, monks dare not hunt privately because of the contract with the demon god, as long as they don't leave this mountain, they are all safe.

What's more, Yu Chunlai also found some big monsters to watch the scene. Even if ordinary monks want to take the risk of fouling and hunting in the mountains, they probably won't be the opponents of these monsters.

"The air here is so good!" Breathing the fresh mountain air with a fruity scent, Yu Chunlai almost didn't want to go back.

Only when you come out can you know how harsh the living environment of the Great Barren Mountain is.There is no such thing as air pollution in this time and space, and there is no smog. In the mountains in early autumn, the mist drifts away, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant in the forest, and the sharp thorns are falling off on large tracts of thorns. Birds can’t wait to stop on the branches and enjoy It's the once-a-year sweet treat.

Perhaps through the various sects, I know that this place will be the territory of the monster clan from now on. This year, no mountain people will enter the mountain to cut thorns. Without this extra money, the mountain people will not starve to death, but if they encounter monsters in the mountains , that would be dead!

Even some villages that are very close to the foot of the mountain have all moved away collectively. Even the most conservative clan elders dare not stay here anymore, for fear that if monsters come down the mountain, they will gnaw their old bones In ancient times, death without a whole body was the most frightening thing, because there was no burial without a corpse, and there was no cemetery, and there was no one to burn paper money for himself after death. If you think you have nothing to love, move!Must move immediately!

Therefore, what welcomed Yu Chun to them was an abandoned village.

This village is not big, and there are only about twenty households from the beginning to the end. They are probably the mountain people who hunted nearby. Although there is no big prey in this Cangshan Mountain, there are many thorns and fruits, so pheasants and birds There are a lot of them, and the prey is also rich.

Yu Chunlai was a little embarrassed. Although he did not drive these villagers away, in fact, these villagers were forced to leave the place where they lived for generations because of their own reasons.He didn't know how to compensate these villagers. He could only think that if these villagers were still willing to come back to hunt, as long as he could find someone, he would find a way to compensate them.

"Let's stay here tonight, and go up to the mountain tomorrow to have a look." Yu Chunlai asked people to put down the firewood he picked up on the road, rolled up his sleeves and started to prepare for cooking.

As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, he suddenly felt his left shoulder sink. This familiar weight...you don't need to look back, Yu Chunlai knows that his cat ancestor is coming.

It's true... the mouth is disgusting and annoying, isn't it just following here?

Yu Chunlai suppressed a smile, and respectfully took His Highness the Maotuanzi Demon King, who was prone to shyness, from his shoulders, and put it on the coat that he took off on the side: "Your Highness, did you come over after your work? Have you eaten yet?"

of course not!Hurry up and cook, stupid slave!His Royal Highness the Demon King glared angrily. Damn it, I told you not to touch men's sensitive parts, not the buttocks, nor the head!Tail...of course not!

Regardless of His Royal Highness the Demon King's anger, the bold cat slave ran to cut a piece of fat and thin meat with a smile on his face, quickly chopped it into meat fillings, mixed some noodles, and made a few meat pies. Spread a layer on the noodles, brush a layer of his homemade sweet noodle sauce on top, and then sprinkle some chopped fresh perilla leaves, cut into finger size and put on the plate, and pour a layer of sauce on top, the demon king His Highness took one bite at a time, and finally blocked his mouth.