After crossing the road, I married the leader of the demon sect

Yue Heng dreamed of a huge tree.

The branches and leaves are luxuriant, the roots are intertwined, and the umbrella covers the sky and the sun.

The shadows of the trees were all over his eyes, but Yue Heng was extremely happy in his heart. There seemed to be a warm flame in his belly, driving him to shuttle and jump among the shadows of the trees.

Yue Heng felt that his soul was split in two, and the other half looked down rationally, scoffing at the little things playing under the tree; the other half seemed to be an innocent doll, staring and exploring the world.

"What is this?" Dou Dingheng lay on the ground, staring at the dirt intently.

A bright red color emerges from the roots of the qiujie tree.The half-sane soul in mid-air returned to its place, became one with Douding, and looked at the ground curiously.

The bright red is like the blood dripping from the fingertips, gently kissed by the sunlight that accidentally squeezes in, exuding an incomparably fresh vitality.The red dot peels off the soil, stretches out its branches and leaves in the sun, and gradually grows into a small tree as thin as a bean's arm and as long as a knuckle.

"Wow." Yue Heng's clear eyes reflected the red, and he felt that the red was getting more and more dazzling, and the flame in his belly was getting hotter and hotter, burning his mouth dry and unable to restrain it, as if there was something It's about to spew out!

Yue Heng opened his eyes suddenly, jumped off the bed and ran out clutching his pants/crotch.

"Where's the toilet!"

Yue Heng quickly released the water, stood halfway up the mountain and stretched.He slept very comfortably this time, and when he got up again, he only felt clear ears and eyesight, and he was full of vitality. He wished he could run around the three circles a few times.

"Strange." Yue Heng touched his head and scratched his buttocks.If it weren't for the fluffy ears and tail, he would have thought he was a monster.Or a monster that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon.

After sleeping, foundation building?

Until now, he is still at a loss as to whether this world is pure ancient times.Thinking of the old drunkard who is full of fists but not sticking to one pattern, the old wandering doctor in white clothes with immortal demeanor, the old medicine boy who is the same type of shrinking version of the old wandering doctor, and the group of needle-tips under the locust tree yesterday. Beautiful men and women...

The more Heng thought about it, the more entangled he was, he simply sat cross-legged behind the water tank, and frowned while holding his chin.

To run, or not to run?

The old drunkard said that Shangou Village was isolated from the outside world, what would he do if he ran halfway to starve to death, and what if he was caught by wild wolves as food if he didn't starve to death, and his legs were so short that no one could run.

Yue Heng clenched his small fists, the balance in his heart tilted infinitely, and the little thoughts hidden in the bottom of his heart slowly emerged.

He, really, no, wanted to run.

When Yue Heng thought of the heroic and unrestrained old drunkard in the sunlight yesterday, he had to admit that his heart was really moved.

He is like a seedling in the tiny earth, looking up at the sky with its fragile buds.The giant dragon flies through the clouds, gallops and leaps in the misty and steaming mist, illuminating Cuiya's dream.

If he can also be as skilled as an old alcoholic, he can roam the rivers and lakes... Yue Heng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, the fire in his belly is slowly rising, and the red color is climbing up along the skin, like a spider's web.

From an angle that Yue Heng couldn't see, the red silk thread climbed around his neck and spread to his face——

"Why are you hiding here?" The old drunk poked his head out from behind the water tank, and the shadow covered Yue Heng's short body.

Yue Heng raised his head, and the red light in his eyes fell like shooting stars, and the child raised his head, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Master!" Yue Heng shouted happily, "I'm hungry!"

It's more important to have a full meal first when it comes to boxing or something!

"Is there food behind the tank?" The old drunkard snorted coldly, and threw his left hand aside, a fat hen flapped its wings and flew to the ground with a "cuckoo".

A chicken feather fluttered against Yue Heng's face along with the wind, Yue Heng stared wide-eyed, "Master?"

He pointed to the hen, then to himself, with an excited expression on his face, "For me?"

"Save the eggs." The old drunk grabbed the wine gourd from his waist, and put the blue bowl in his hand on the wooden table, "Come and eat."

"Coming!" Yue Heng pulled the chicken feathers off his face, and rushed to the wooden table like the wind, looking at the bowl with a big face.

The old drunkard leaned against the huge magnolia tree in the courtyard, drinking and blowing the wind, with a relaxed expression on his face, he said slowly: "The noodles that the old Yaotong rolled out last night, you're useless, two sips of wine poked over the noodles, blinding the noodles for nothing. It was that kid who cared, made a new bowl before entering the mountain this morning and sent it over."

Yue Heng was holding the bowl with a big face, feeling a little touched, he didn't expect the old medicine boy to look cold and soft-hearted.

Yue Heng decided that from today on, the old drug boy will be his best brother!

This thought deepened when he saw the poached eggs at the bottom of the bowl.This is not a good brother, who is a good brother!

Yue Heng sat on the bench, his out-of-reach legs swayed, and the hen walked past him.Yue Heng hugged the bowl, staring straight at its fat belly.

The hair on the back of the hen's neck was blown up, and she raised her wings and stared at the left and right for a long time.Waiting for Yueheng to put down the bowl, and the hen put down its wings, "cluck cluck"

Looking for a nest to sleep.

"Put the bowl on the table to raise insects? Don't wash the bowl yet." The old drunkard scolded.

"Oh!" Yue Heng hurriedly looked for water with a bowl in his hand.He looked at the water tank that was half as tall as him, raised his legs, remained silent for a while, and then went to pull the stool with the bowl in his arms.

The old drunkard was lying in the shade of a tree, looking relaxed, watching him toss.

Yue Heng supported the water tank, and the stool under his feet dangled back and forth. He was not afraid, so he supported the water tank with his hands and poked his head in.The dark tank is filled with clean water, calm and calm, reflecting the blue sky, and a curious child.

Yue Heng blinked, and the round-faced and round-eyed child in the water blinked, Yue Heng smiled lightly, so he looked like this now.

Strangely cute, as expected of him.The more constant the narcissistic thought.

The old drunk squinted his eyes and saw the short-handed and short-footed Yue Heng holding a ladle longer than his own arm in his right hand, scooping up half of the ladle.He was young and weak, and the old alcoholic saw his face struggling, gritted his teeth, his face was flushed, his right hand tightly grasped the water ladle, and finally fished the water ladle out of the tank.

"Wow-."

The water in the ladle fell mercilessly, kissed the bowl wall, and rushed out of the bowl wall shouting freely.

"Bah bah." Yue Heng dropped the ladle and touched his wet face.The rippling water reflected the shocked face of the child, under the long eyelashes wetted by water, a flash of anger flashed in the big black eyes.

"I can't cure you anymore?" Yue Heng rolled up his sleeves with his free hands, and leaned his waist against the wall of the water tank to scoop up a ladle.

The old drunk smiled.

After half a day, Yue Heng washed the dishes and took a shower.

The old alcoholic took a sip of wine and waved to Yueheng

"What are you doing?" Yue Heng ran over.

The old drunkard tugged at his clothes in disgust, "Are you washing the dishes or the clothes?"

Yue Heng laughed.

The old drunkard put down his hand and grabbed the small gourd hanging on Yue Heng's chest, and scanned the words engraved on the gourd with his thumb.I don't know who carved this character, the pen is sharp and majestic, Yue Heng liked it at first sight.Of course such a handsome word matches him!

Fortunately, there is no mind-reading technique in this world, otherwise the old alcoholic's slap would have to visit Yueheng's ass.

"Yue, cross; Heng, often; constant, long time. What a good name." The old drunkard said softly, he put down Yue Heng's wine gourd, held Yue Heng's wet clothes tightly with his palm, and then let go, The moisture on the clothes was swept away.

"Master, do you know spells?" Yue Heng grabbed the old drunkard's palm with both hands, looked over and over, his eyes were full of surprise.

Looking at the old drunkard's smiling face, he wanted to test it out, so he tiptoed into the old drunkard's ear and asked softly, "Master, what are you doing so well?"

The old drunkard narrowed his eyes.

"Aww!" Yue Heng held his butt in disbelief, "Aren't you monsters going to ask questions?"

"And this taboo?"

"You're talking nonsense, I'll give you a kick." The old drunkard made a gesture to take off his shoes.

Yue Heng immediately clutched his buttocks and wanted to run.

"Wait a minute!" The old drunk called Yue Heng, "give the bowl back to him."

"Oh."

Yue Heng ran down the hill holding the bowl.

The sky was high and the clouds were wide, and several swallows flew across the fields.

In the distance, the smoke from the cooking in Shangou Village is curling up, and the canopy of the old pagoda tree can be seen faintly.

Yue Heng stopped and looked to the side.Gravel roads overgrown with weeds lead to unknown places all year round.He turned his head and looked halfway up the mountain.

There is only one point of the shabby thatched cottage, leaning against the huge magnolia tree next to it.

In Yue Heng's ears, he seemed to hear the "clucking" sound of the hens, and the smell of the mellow wine enclosed in the courtyard.

After a while, he scratched his head and ran towards Shangou Village.