Little Fairy Raiders Manual
Chapter 64·The Continuation
During the winter solstice, the town is covered with snow.
There are few pedestrians on the road, and some are in a hurry, rushing home,
Occasionally, there are small stalls selling mutton soup on the side of the street. The big pot is burning on the fire, the snow-white soup is tumbling, and the rich aroma is accompanied by the curling heat.
The stall owner leaned aside to keep warm, stirring the pot with a long-handled spoon from time to time.
One or two people sat sporadically on the stall, holding the soup bowl tremblingly, sucking the soup, and then exhaled comfortably.
A man in a black robe approached steadily stepping on the snow. It was obviously extremely cold weather. He was dressed in a light robe and was not afraid of the cold at all.
Originally, the man had already passed the mutton soup stand, but he seemed to be attracted by the delicious smell of mutton soup, so he stopped and turned back.
"Boss, take a piece of mutton soup and take it away." The man knocked on the simple stove and threw down a silver coin.
"Okay!" When the business came, the drowsy boss cheered up and filled a large pot of mutton soup in a container, which was really full of mutton and haggis blood.
The man just wanted to say that there was too much to eat, but he paused and let the boss go.
After receiving the packaged mutton soup, the man was afraid that it would be spilled when he put it in the Qiankun bag, so he held the mutton soup in his hand and walked quickly to the destination.
The snow seems to be falling more heavily.
The man took the bought ingredients out of the Qiankun bag one by one, and placed them neatly on the stove in the kitchen. A fire was lit in the stove, and the lamb soup was simmering on the fire.
On the other side of the small clay stove, there is still a pot of good wine warming.
Everything is ready, just waiting for people to come.
"Knock Knock-"
There was a knock on the wooden door, and the man immediately put down the things in his hands and hurried to open the door.
Outside the door was a young man dressed in coarse linen. His face looked no more than twenty. It seemed that he had walked in the snow for a long time, and snow fell all over his head and body.
But he was holding a pocket glazed lantern in his left hand, but it was well protected, without any snow falling on it.
"Your Majesty." The man saluted, "What you ordered is ready."
The young man nodded, with a light expression on his face, raised his legs and stepped into the courtyard, walked a few steps, and stood still.
"This courtyard has been repaired according to the appearance at that time, and it is exactly the same as it was at that time." The man said, "If your lord has no other orders, this subordinate will leave first."
"..." The young man turned his head slightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Let's stay and have a meal before leaving."
The man shook his head: "There are still things in the devil world that need to be dealt with by the subordinates. Ling Han can't handle them alone, so the subordinates should not bother."
The young man didn't force it, but when the man was about to close the courtyard door, he sighed softly: "It's been so hard for you these years, Ling Yuan."
The man called Ling Yuan stood outside the door, staring at the small courtyard, speechless for a long time.
After the battle between gods and demons, the Demon Venerable traveled all over the world to search for the fragments of Jun Hua's remnant soul, but there was nowhere to be found. Therefore, the Demon Venerable sat quietly under the pear tree where the two knew each other for a hundred years. Is waiting, or remembering.
But not long ago, the Demon Lord suddenly left under the tree where he had been sitting for 100 years. Although he still hadn't returned to the Demon Realm, he sent an order for him to do one thing.
Go to a town to buy a yard, and then repair it to the appearance in the memory of the demon, and stock up some things, he will spend a new year there.
Although Ling Yuan didn't know why, but Mozun ordered that he would go for it even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Yang Yi walked to the kitchen with the glazed lantern in his arms, checked the ingredients, and saw the mutton soup on the fire. He couldn't help but smiled: "Shall we drink mutton soup today? When you eat it, soak some buns in it to taste better." good."
"Let's make another small wonton with three delicacies. Didn't you like to eat it before? Today, Ling Yuan just bought enough ingredients, so I'll make it for you."
"But before cooking, let's take a look at the room and see what is missing... But I am very relieved when Ling Yuan does things." Yang Yi said, holding the lantern and walking to the wing room, laughing as he walked, "This You can't refuse me to sleep in the same bed! There's no reason for Taoist couples to sleep in separate rooms, if you talk about it, it will make people think that we are not compatible..."
"Okay, don't be angry, I'm joking..."
As Yang Yi said, Ling Yuan is really reliable in his work, and there are all kinds of utensils in the room, and there is no shortage at all.
Yang Yi nodded in satisfaction, and walked to the kitchen with the lantern in his arms.
"The kitchen is full of oily smoke, I'll put a barrier on you, and you will wait for me obediently beside me, okay?" Yang Yi tossed it lightly, and the glazed lantern left Yang Yi's palm and floated unsteadily on him Beside him, "Should I warm you up with a bowl of mutton soup first? Okay, okay, wait for me to eat together, then I'll just make wontons."
Having said that, Yang Yi picked out what to use from the ingredients, and handled it in a slightly unfamiliar way, but he gradually remembered it as he did it, and his movements gradually became proficient.
Not long after, a pot of steaming small wontons with three delicacies was ready. Yang Yi held the wontons in one hand and the mutton soup in the other. He walked towards the front hall, and a small glazed lantern floated beside him.
Yang Yi's current skills were strong enough to ignore the cold, but he still lit up the stove in the house and closed the front hall door.
"Let's get up again tomorrow to see the snow scene. You are most afraid of the cold, so be careful of catching cold." Yang Yi took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the Qiankun bag, put one pair in front of the lantern that fell on the table, and used the other for himself, "Come on." , It’s time to eat, let’s drink a bowl of mutton soup first, today is the winter solstice.”
The hot mutton soup was served in a bowl, and Yang Yi almost filled the bowl in front of the lantern with mutton, so he poured a bowl of soup for himself at random, and after drinking it, he found that the bowl in front of the lantern was moving. Didn't move either.
"Isn't it to your liking? That's right. Last time you didn't drink much mutton soup, saying it was too fishy." Yang Yi picked up the bowl in front of the lantern, poured the contents into his own bowl, and filled another bowl of small wontons, "Then Don't eat it, eat wontons, whichever you like."
But the cold lanterns were still unable to eat. Whether it was mutton soup, small wontons, or the warm wine that Yang Yi brought from the kitchen later, they could only be placed in a bowl and allowed to cool slowly. Dumped blankly.
But before going to bed, Yang Yi felt a little better because he was able to sleep with the lantern in his arms.
I don't know what kind of material the little glazed lantern is made of. The surface is icy and cold, and it can't be warmed no matter what, but this is a trivial matter that can be ignored for Yang Yi.
Protecting the lantern over his heart happily, he said good night softly.
Good night, Qingzhou.
At that time Duxuan came to Yang Yi with a trace of Mu Qingzhou's remnant soul, pear blossoms fell one after another.
"This remnant soul was found in the extreme north. It is very weak, but fortunately it can be saved." Du Xuan put the fragments in front of Yang Yi, and left behind a soul-inducing lantern that can gather souls. I just found a piece, do you want to continue to see you, but for me, I would rather Junhua never come back."
"You and him, one god and one demon, the gully to cross is too big, it's not a good thing for you or him."
"But this is a matter between you and Jun Hua, and I have no right to interfere."
"You, do it yourself."
Du Xuan left a sentence that if you want help, you can come to me at any time, and left.
It wasn't until Du Xuan had left for a long time that Yang Yi made any movement. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the petals falling on his body fell one after another.
He held the icy remnant soul and the equally icy lantern in his hands, and finally couldn't help crying.
"Qing Zhou...Qing Zhou..."
"Qing Zhou..."
Yang Yi left the world of cultivating immortals overnight and embarked on a journey to find Mu Qingzhou's remaining soul.
But Mu Qingzhou's soul was completely shattered, and Mu Qingzhou's spiritual breath was almost exhausted before his death, otherwise, it would have been a hundred years for Du Xuan to find a small piece.
Although there is a soul-inducing lantern, no one knows how long it will take and how far it will take to gather all of Mu Qingzhou's souls to bring him back to life.
But Yang Yi didn't care about these things, as long as Mu Qingzhou could come back, even if it was his life, he would be willing to give it.
When Yang Yi left, it was already mid-winter, and he suddenly wanted to visit the small courtyard where he and Mu Qingzhou lived together for a while, and celebrate the Spring Festival by the way.
Together with Mu Qingzhou.
So he summoned Ling Yuan and asked him to prepare first. After all, it has been a hundred years and the human world is changing very fast.
But when he was standing in the middle of the small courtyard, he looked at the same house as at that time, even the well that Mu Qingzhou and Po Jun knocked down a small corner was not bad at all.
It's just that things are different, and the person next to me doesn't know when we will see each other again.
Yang Yi stayed here temporarily with the little glazed lantern containing Mu Qingzhou's remnant soul.
When he was free, Yang Yi would sit on the threshold of the courtyard with a jar of wine in his arms, a small lantern on his shoulder, and talk to himself in the surprised eyes of the occasional passers-by.
Knowing that Mu Qingzhou was just a remnant soul and would not respond to him at all, he still couldn't help but want to talk to him, as if he was really by his side.
It's like every time he cooks a meal for two, he throws away the other cold meal every time.
At this time, he would remember that Mu Qingzhou was no longer there, and he was just alone now.
The days passed slowly, and it was New Year's Eve again.
According to his memory, Yang Yi made exactly the same meals as on New Year's Eve that year, and filled the table.
The glazed lantern was at hand, and the bowl in front of him was full of food, and Yang Yi didn't stop his chopsticks until he couldn't put it down.
Instead of picking up food for himself, he put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Glasses of wine were poured into his stomach, and it was not counted when the wine jug was finished. He had to lift the wine jar and drink directly to his mouth. His chest was already soaked by the leaked wine, but Yang Yi didn't realize it. He just drank the whole jar of wine in one go.
With Yang Yi's current cultivation base, he will no longer be drunk.
The so-called "getting drunk to solve a thousand worries" doesn't work for him.
"Qing Zhou..."
He lay beside the lantern, suddenly wishing that he could get drunk immediately, so that he could see the person he was thinking of in his dream.
But now he can only mutter to himself in front of the empty room where he is alone, and the table full of cold food, but no one responds.
"I miss you."
Neighbors who woke up to pay New Year's greetings in the morning found that the boy who always sat on the threshold while drinking and talking to himself had disappeared. For several days, he seemed to have left here.
And businessmen wandering around can occasionally see a young man on the road alone, holding a delicate and small lantern, not knowing where he is going.
If you ask him where are you going.
He will tell you that he is going to find a person, that person is lost, he will find him, and then take him home with him.
"Little Fairy Boy Raiders Manual" End of the full text
[The author has something to say: At this point, the story of the little fairy boy and the little demon boy (?) is all over~ Thank you for your company during this time!
Here is the ending of this story.
Originally, the original setting was that Qing Zhou dissipated, and Yang Yi sat down under a tree, but halfway through the writing, he suddenly felt that it would be miserable (← You know it too?!)
So I gave them an expectation that it is only a matter of time before they can meet again, um (you can say that the desire to survive is very strong) (mainly because you think I will tell you that I didn’t abuse you hahahaha hiccup)
Someone may ask, why Mu Qingzhou is willing to die for Yang Yi, then I want to say, because!Love is without reason! (Bah) Well, in fact, combined with Mu Qingzhou’s background, Ziwei Duxuan is an elder to him, and Sirius Tanlang helped Di Jun catch him at the beginning, only Yang Yi who met by chance was kind to him and was willing to give him Standing in front of him as a mortal has touched him a lot, and love has grown for a long time. I may not describe it well, but this is the reason for Qingzhou's final transformation and choice (it's definitely not because he played off)
emmm...that's all I want to say for the time being.
Thank you Dorisshu and Broken Moon Breaking Dawn for your recommendation tickets~
Thank you for your lovely company~
We, see you in the next story! 】
There are few pedestrians on the road, and some are in a hurry, rushing home,
Occasionally, there are small stalls selling mutton soup on the side of the street. The big pot is burning on the fire, the snow-white soup is tumbling, and the rich aroma is accompanied by the curling heat.
The stall owner leaned aside to keep warm, stirring the pot with a long-handled spoon from time to time.
One or two people sat sporadically on the stall, holding the soup bowl tremblingly, sucking the soup, and then exhaled comfortably.
A man in a black robe approached steadily stepping on the snow. It was obviously extremely cold weather. He was dressed in a light robe and was not afraid of the cold at all.
Originally, the man had already passed the mutton soup stand, but he seemed to be attracted by the delicious smell of mutton soup, so he stopped and turned back.
"Boss, take a piece of mutton soup and take it away." The man knocked on the simple stove and threw down a silver coin.
"Okay!" When the business came, the drowsy boss cheered up and filled a large pot of mutton soup in a container, which was really full of mutton and haggis blood.
The man just wanted to say that there was too much to eat, but he paused and let the boss go.
After receiving the packaged mutton soup, the man was afraid that it would be spilled when he put it in the Qiankun bag, so he held the mutton soup in his hand and walked quickly to the destination.
The snow seems to be falling more heavily.
The man took the bought ingredients out of the Qiankun bag one by one, and placed them neatly on the stove in the kitchen. A fire was lit in the stove, and the lamb soup was simmering on the fire.
On the other side of the small clay stove, there is still a pot of good wine warming.
Everything is ready, just waiting for people to come.
"Knock Knock-"
There was a knock on the wooden door, and the man immediately put down the things in his hands and hurried to open the door.
Outside the door was a young man dressed in coarse linen. His face looked no more than twenty. It seemed that he had walked in the snow for a long time, and snow fell all over his head and body.
But he was holding a pocket glazed lantern in his left hand, but it was well protected, without any snow falling on it.
"Your Majesty." The man saluted, "What you ordered is ready."
The young man nodded, with a light expression on his face, raised his legs and stepped into the courtyard, walked a few steps, and stood still.
"This courtyard has been repaired according to the appearance at that time, and it is exactly the same as it was at that time." The man said, "If your lord has no other orders, this subordinate will leave first."
"..." The young man turned his head slightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Let's stay and have a meal before leaving."
The man shook his head: "There are still things in the devil world that need to be dealt with by the subordinates. Ling Han can't handle them alone, so the subordinates should not bother."
The young man didn't force it, but when the man was about to close the courtyard door, he sighed softly: "It's been so hard for you these years, Ling Yuan."
The man called Ling Yuan stood outside the door, staring at the small courtyard, speechless for a long time.
After the battle between gods and demons, the Demon Venerable traveled all over the world to search for the fragments of Jun Hua's remnant soul, but there was nowhere to be found. Therefore, the Demon Venerable sat quietly under the pear tree where the two knew each other for a hundred years. Is waiting, or remembering.
But not long ago, the Demon Lord suddenly left under the tree where he had been sitting for 100 years. Although he still hadn't returned to the Demon Realm, he sent an order for him to do one thing.
Go to a town to buy a yard, and then repair it to the appearance in the memory of the demon, and stock up some things, he will spend a new year there.
Although Ling Yuan didn't know why, but Mozun ordered that he would go for it even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Yang Yi walked to the kitchen with the glazed lantern in his arms, checked the ingredients, and saw the mutton soup on the fire. He couldn't help but smiled: "Shall we drink mutton soup today? When you eat it, soak some buns in it to taste better." good."
"Let's make another small wonton with three delicacies. Didn't you like to eat it before? Today, Ling Yuan just bought enough ingredients, so I'll make it for you."
"But before cooking, let's take a look at the room and see what is missing... But I am very relieved when Ling Yuan does things." Yang Yi said, holding the lantern and walking to the wing room, laughing as he walked, "This You can't refuse me to sleep in the same bed! There's no reason for Taoist couples to sleep in separate rooms, if you talk about it, it will make people think that we are not compatible..."
"Okay, don't be angry, I'm joking..."
As Yang Yi said, Ling Yuan is really reliable in his work, and there are all kinds of utensils in the room, and there is no shortage at all.
Yang Yi nodded in satisfaction, and walked to the kitchen with the lantern in his arms.
"The kitchen is full of oily smoke, I'll put a barrier on you, and you will wait for me obediently beside me, okay?" Yang Yi tossed it lightly, and the glazed lantern left Yang Yi's palm and floated unsteadily on him Beside him, "Should I warm you up with a bowl of mutton soup first? Okay, okay, wait for me to eat together, then I'll just make wontons."
Having said that, Yang Yi picked out what to use from the ingredients, and handled it in a slightly unfamiliar way, but he gradually remembered it as he did it, and his movements gradually became proficient.
Not long after, a pot of steaming small wontons with three delicacies was ready. Yang Yi held the wontons in one hand and the mutton soup in the other. He walked towards the front hall, and a small glazed lantern floated beside him.
Yang Yi's current skills were strong enough to ignore the cold, but he still lit up the stove in the house and closed the front hall door.
"Let's get up again tomorrow to see the snow scene. You are most afraid of the cold, so be careful of catching cold." Yang Yi took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the Qiankun bag, put one pair in front of the lantern that fell on the table, and used the other for himself, "Come on." , It’s time to eat, let’s drink a bowl of mutton soup first, today is the winter solstice.”
The hot mutton soup was served in a bowl, and Yang Yi almost filled the bowl in front of the lantern with mutton, so he poured a bowl of soup for himself at random, and after drinking it, he found that the bowl in front of the lantern was moving. Didn't move either.
"Isn't it to your liking? That's right. Last time you didn't drink much mutton soup, saying it was too fishy." Yang Yi picked up the bowl in front of the lantern, poured the contents into his own bowl, and filled another bowl of small wontons, "Then Don't eat it, eat wontons, whichever you like."
But the cold lanterns were still unable to eat. Whether it was mutton soup, small wontons, or the warm wine that Yang Yi brought from the kitchen later, they could only be placed in a bowl and allowed to cool slowly. Dumped blankly.
But before going to bed, Yang Yi felt a little better because he was able to sleep with the lantern in his arms.
I don't know what kind of material the little glazed lantern is made of. The surface is icy and cold, and it can't be warmed no matter what, but this is a trivial matter that can be ignored for Yang Yi.
Protecting the lantern over his heart happily, he said good night softly.
Good night, Qingzhou.
At that time Duxuan came to Yang Yi with a trace of Mu Qingzhou's remnant soul, pear blossoms fell one after another.
"This remnant soul was found in the extreme north. It is very weak, but fortunately it can be saved." Du Xuan put the fragments in front of Yang Yi, and left behind a soul-inducing lantern that can gather souls. I just found a piece, do you want to continue to see you, but for me, I would rather Junhua never come back."
"You and him, one god and one demon, the gully to cross is too big, it's not a good thing for you or him."
"But this is a matter between you and Jun Hua, and I have no right to interfere."
"You, do it yourself."
Du Xuan left a sentence that if you want help, you can come to me at any time, and left.
It wasn't until Du Xuan had left for a long time that Yang Yi made any movement. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the petals falling on his body fell one after another.
He held the icy remnant soul and the equally icy lantern in his hands, and finally couldn't help crying.
"Qing Zhou...Qing Zhou..."
"Qing Zhou..."
Yang Yi left the world of cultivating immortals overnight and embarked on a journey to find Mu Qingzhou's remaining soul.
But Mu Qingzhou's soul was completely shattered, and Mu Qingzhou's spiritual breath was almost exhausted before his death, otherwise, it would have been a hundred years for Du Xuan to find a small piece.
Although there is a soul-inducing lantern, no one knows how long it will take and how far it will take to gather all of Mu Qingzhou's souls to bring him back to life.
But Yang Yi didn't care about these things, as long as Mu Qingzhou could come back, even if it was his life, he would be willing to give it.
When Yang Yi left, it was already mid-winter, and he suddenly wanted to visit the small courtyard where he and Mu Qingzhou lived together for a while, and celebrate the Spring Festival by the way.
Together with Mu Qingzhou.
So he summoned Ling Yuan and asked him to prepare first. After all, it has been a hundred years and the human world is changing very fast.
But when he was standing in the middle of the small courtyard, he looked at the same house as at that time, even the well that Mu Qingzhou and Po Jun knocked down a small corner was not bad at all.
It's just that things are different, and the person next to me doesn't know when we will see each other again.
Yang Yi stayed here temporarily with the little glazed lantern containing Mu Qingzhou's remnant soul.
When he was free, Yang Yi would sit on the threshold of the courtyard with a jar of wine in his arms, a small lantern on his shoulder, and talk to himself in the surprised eyes of the occasional passers-by.
Knowing that Mu Qingzhou was just a remnant soul and would not respond to him at all, he still couldn't help but want to talk to him, as if he was really by his side.
It's like every time he cooks a meal for two, he throws away the other cold meal every time.
At this time, he would remember that Mu Qingzhou was no longer there, and he was just alone now.
The days passed slowly, and it was New Year's Eve again.
According to his memory, Yang Yi made exactly the same meals as on New Year's Eve that year, and filled the table.
The glazed lantern was at hand, and the bowl in front of him was full of food, and Yang Yi didn't stop his chopsticks until he couldn't put it down.
Instead of picking up food for himself, he put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Glasses of wine were poured into his stomach, and it was not counted when the wine jug was finished. He had to lift the wine jar and drink directly to his mouth. His chest was already soaked by the leaked wine, but Yang Yi didn't realize it. He just drank the whole jar of wine in one go.
With Yang Yi's current cultivation base, he will no longer be drunk.
The so-called "getting drunk to solve a thousand worries" doesn't work for him.
"Qing Zhou..."
He lay beside the lantern, suddenly wishing that he could get drunk immediately, so that he could see the person he was thinking of in his dream.
But now he can only mutter to himself in front of the empty room where he is alone, and the table full of cold food, but no one responds.
"I miss you."
Neighbors who woke up to pay New Year's greetings in the morning found that the boy who always sat on the threshold while drinking and talking to himself had disappeared. For several days, he seemed to have left here.
And businessmen wandering around can occasionally see a young man on the road alone, holding a delicate and small lantern, not knowing where he is going.
If you ask him where are you going.
He will tell you that he is going to find a person, that person is lost, he will find him, and then take him home with him.
"Little Fairy Boy Raiders Manual" End of the full text
[The author has something to say: At this point, the story of the little fairy boy and the little demon boy (?) is all over~ Thank you for your company during this time!
Here is the ending of this story.
Originally, the original setting was that Qing Zhou dissipated, and Yang Yi sat down under a tree, but halfway through the writing, he suddenly felt that it would be miserable (← You know it too?!)
So I gave them an expectation that it is only a matter of time before they can meet again, um (you can say that the desire to survive is very strong) (mainly because you think I will tell you that I didn’t abuse you hahahaha hiccup)
Someone may ask, why Mu Qingzhou is willing to die for Yang Yi, then I want to say, because!Love is without reason! (Bah) Well, in fact, combined with Mu Qingzhou’s background, Ziwei Duxuan is an elder to him, and Sirius Tanlang helped Di Jun catch him at the beginning, only Yang Yi who met by chance was kind to him and was willing to give him Standing in front of him as a mortal has touched him a lot, and love has grown for a long time. I may not describe it well, but this is the reason for Qingzhou's final transformation and choice (it's definitely not because he played off)
emmm...that's all I want to say for the time being.
Thank you Dorisshu and Broken Moon Breaking Dawn for your recommendation tickets~
Thank you for your lovely company~
We, see you in the next story! 】
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