go with the demon

Han Ting couldn't remember how long he hadn't thought of him, obviously they had the same name and a similar face.

Is it too long?There is still no existence that can be missed with him at all, so I can only bury everything in my heart, and occasionally turn it out to have a look, but I don't know who to talk to.

He has never felt so clearly that the two Shuli are so different.He likes this young man with more obvious fireworks, maybe he cares about him because of Shu Li in his previous life, but he only likes him because he is such a lovable young man.

Han Ting thought in a good mood.

As for his feelings for Shu Li in his previous life, at least when he left, he just relied on and revered that powerful existence, and whether he would like it or not was unknown with the death of that Shu Li.

"Xuexue?" Seeing that the little beast didn't respond, the young man couldn't help but yelled again.

After regaining his senses, Han Ting turned into a human form, jumped off the bed, hugged the young boy, kissed his forehead, and praised, "Ah Li is so pretty!"

Shu Li reluctantly pushed the man away, wondering if thick-skinned would be contagious, he is not as embarrassing as he was doing these intimate actions to Han Ting now, he can only lament that the habit is terrible.

"Li Li, are you ready? We're leaving." Li Yunxiu shouted at the door.

"Here we come." Shu Li responded, and walked out of the room with Han Ting.

Xiaobai seems to be in a bad mood, and this dress has no pockets, so the two young ones stayed at home, and the boy prepared a plate of food for them, and asked Ah Mian to take good care of them.

At [-]:[-], all the villagers gathered in front of the altar, and the elders of each family held budding peach branches.At noon, the village chief, who was over a hundred years old, walked slowly to the altar with a cane in one hand and a peach branch in the other.

Facing the crowd, she uttered strange and coherent syllables impassionedly, and Han Ting raised her head somewhat unexpectedly.

There is still a big difference between the pronunciation of ancient speech and modern Mandarin, and what this old man is reciting is actually a dialect from a remote area in the south.

Han Ting could tell that he had encountered it before, but he couldn't translate all the words word by word. The main idea of ​​the recitation should be to praise the deeds of the mountain god.

After the long recitation, the village head turned around and knelt down on the ground, and the villagers under the altar also knelt on the ground.

The elder opened his mouth and played a tune, like leading a chorus, and all the villagers followed suit.Their voices were not very loud, but sounded particularly ethereal and light, and some words seemed to be humming casually.

It's just such a tone, but somehow it makes people feel a sense of tranquility, as if there is a spring breeze blowing in the cold winter.Han Ting opened his eyes, and found that the spring breeze he felt was not his illusion, the wind in this valley was indeed warming up, because the peach blossoms they held in their hands were slowly blooming, and the vines clinging to the altar were pulled out. tender green.

This kind of power really cannot be explained by common sense. No wonder the people here are so in awe of the mountain god.

Strangely, he actually felt that this force was somewhat familiar, and a guess came to his mind.Han Ting left Shu Li's feet and walked to the outside.After walking about ten meters or so, the warm wind disappeared and was replaced by a biting chill.

Along the junction of cold and warm, the little beast adjusted its direction as it walked, and finally returned to its original place.It's a circle centered on the altar, it's not the weather that's getting warmer, and some spillover force in the circle is causing that.

When it comes to circles, one has to think of the ancestor who played formations, that is to say, Shu Li once set up a particularly large formation under their feet.No one except Shu Li should know the opening method of this formation, what its purpose is, or what it hides.

The only thing Han Ting knew was that the tune sung by the villagers resonated with a certain part of the formation, causing the power of the formation to overflow.

Who taught them this tune in the first place? After thinking about it, it can only be that Shu Li.Why did he do this?And is it just a coincidence that the boy was born in this village?

The little beast raised his hind legs and scratched his ears. Forget it, he never understood what that taciturn big liar wanted to do. In comparison, this boy is much cuter now.

After the singing was over, the village head turned around and chattered again, and the villagers holding peach branches went to the altar one by one and put down the blossoming peach branches in their hands.Finally, the village head put down the peach branch in his hand, stepped down from the altar, and led everyone to kowtow three times, and the whole ceremony was successfully concluded.

"Xuexue?" The young man called anxiously, unable to see the little beast when he opened his eyes.

Han Ting swiftly passed through the crowd, and ran to the boy: "I'm here."

"Where have you been? Why don't you say anything." Shu Li squatted down and picked up the little beast.

"Go back and talk."

After returning home, Han Ting told Shu Li about his discovery, and finally emphasized again: "I don't know what you used to set up this formation in your previous life, and you didn't deliberately hide it from you."

The boy lay on the bed, thought for a long time and said, "I don't have any impression."

"Don't worry," Han Ting curled up beside Shu Li and yawned, "If it's really useful, he must have considered the fact that he has no memory."

At the end of the sacrifice, Shu Li still felt a little tired, but the sleepiness just now was swept away, and he turned sideways to look at the little beast beside the pillow.

This is not the first time that Han Ting mentioned him in his previous life, but why, when Han Ting talked about that person in a familiar and understanding tone, he was inexplicably depressed.

Saying "I don't know what he thinks" but vowing that there is no need to worry that he will be able to handle it well.If, if these were replaced by himself, would Han Ting believe in himself as much as he believed in that person?

Thinking of this, the young man laughed at himself, why would it be him, without Han Ting, he would have no way to solve those things.

He suddenly felt a little jealous of that person, he wanted to become stronger, possess great power, and wanted to keep up with Han Ting's footsteps instead of being protected by him every time.

I really don't understand, so many people yearn for omnipotent power, why did that Shu Li give up, why did he go to such lengths to be an ordinary and useless person like him.

Teenagers can't understand.

"What's the matter?" Sensing that Shu Li was in a bad mood, the little beast opened his eyes and asked.

Shu Li hesitated for a moment, didn't express his thoughts clearly, but asked vaguely: "Isn't it good to have great power?"

Han Ting was taken aback for a moment: "Why do you ask this question?"

"No, nothing." The boy turned over, avoiding the sight of the little beast.

If Han Ting had left with Shu in the past, but now that he still has Xiaojiu in his heart, he naturally wouldn't just let the boy go.

Han Ting turned into a human and took the opportunity to hug Shu Li, coaxing: "What is Ah Li thinking?"

"No, let me go."

"Don't talk, don't let go." The man stuck closer.

Shu Li couldn't help but he could only say: "I once asked you why that person died. You said that he wanted to be an ordinary person so he wanted to die by himself."

"I just don't understand why he gave up his great power. If I still have that kind of power, I can do a lot of things, protect more people, and don't have to lick trouble for you." The boy looked at his hand suspiciously : "It's such a bad feeling to be powerless."

Han Ting was silent for a long time before replying: "When I found out that he died, I thought it was just a joke, but unfortunately he is a person who doesn't know what a joke is at all."

"I was born in the demon world. Our people have been pursuing power for generations. From birth to death, even choosing a spouse and bearing children are almost all for this purpose."

When Shu Li heard Han Ting talk about these things for the first time, his eyes widened with curiosity.

Han Ting was tickled by the young man's gaze, moved his body forward calmly, and continued, "My mother and I were hunted down, and my mother died, and then he rescued me."

"I've never seen such a powerful person. The monster that chased us is also one of the best races in the monster world, but he is as simple as crushing an ant." Han Ting sighed: "If you have to describe how powerful he is, Compared with ordinary people, it is probably what a firefly is to the sun, um, one firefly is to ten suns, or more.”

"Maybe I can't catch up with him even if I practice hard until I die."

Hearing this sentence, Shu Li couldn't help but move, he knew this feeling when he looked at Han Ting.

"His life is very boring. If there is no task, he can sit on the rocking chair with a cup of tea for a whole day. He doesn't need sleep, but he stubbornly lies on the bed when the night comes, even if he just keeps his eyes open all night. roof."

"After he died, I tried to live like this for a while, and it almost drove me crazy because you don't know if you're still alive."

"Why? He can make some friends, travel around great rivers and mountains, or raise a few pets to pass the time." Shu Li said puzzled.

"He has existed since the beginning of the formation of the human world. He watched the plants and trees here grow up, watched the dynasties change, and traveled? It's like letting you play at home where you have lived for more than 20 years. What's the point? As for friends It's even more impossible, he can't have any cause and effect with human beings, and everything related to him will be removed as a danger of explosion at any time."

"And adopting me was actually an indulgence he risked everything before he died. How ridiculous."