The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

From the winter snow to the warm spring, the island gradually returns to its former vitality, and the snow melts to reveal a large area of ​​green grass.

The roof of the bamboo house is covered with dense vine branches, and even the long corridor columns are also covered with delicate flowers, butterflies and bees are lingering in it.

Changying likes to plant trees, so naturally she is always busy every spring.

Specially bought a lot of fruit tree seeds with pearls from the market outside the island, Changying planted a lot of fruit trees near the bamboo house, and cultivated them carefully every day.

"This sapling is so small."

"When shall we eat the fruit?"

A large group of fluffy babbled around Changying, and Changying poured water to explain: "It may take several years."

"It's been so long."

"Yes."

The Fulingcao young demons lost their previous joy, and seemed to lose a lot of interest.

In the early summer, Yaoxue'er was fetching clear spring water nearby, and happened to meet Chang Ying and said, "Hey, how did I find out that you are busy with work every day, what is Ji Li doing?"

"Master Li is busy with cultivation." Chang Ying lined up holding a large earthen jar to respond.

The scorching summer was somewhat sweltering, Yao Xueer looked at Chang Ying wearing a straw hat and said, "You have worked hard enough."

Thinking about it, Ji Li is not someone who knows how to do farm work and housework.

"It's not hard." Changying likes to do things very much, "By the way, where's the master aunt?"

"Your grand aunt suddenly wants to build a school on the island recently, so she doesn't have time to talk to me now." Yao Xue'er said full of complaints, "I originally thought that if she stayed on this island, she would not get involved. I didn't expect her to be busier than before regarding the affairs of Taoist Xianmen."

Alas, Yao Xueer feels that Jiang Yue has become more and more indifferent to her recently.

"Then do you want me to help?" Chang Ying asked kindly while holding the crock full of clear spring.

Yao Xueer leisurely carried the water bottle and replied, "Ya'er takes care of our needs very well, there are always enough people."

Of course, the more important thing is that Yao Xueer is afraid that Ji Li will be unhappy.

The two walked slowly along the winding path, and Yao Xueer accidentally caught a glimpse of the red mark on Chang Ying's neck and said, "It seems that Ji Li is quite enthusiastic."

"Ah?" Changying didn't understand the meaning.

Yao Xue'er sighed and said, "It's a pity that your grand aunt has become more and more indifferent recently. I think she was the one who hooked up with me first."

Changying held the big earthen jar and responded, "Really?"

"You don't know, back then your grand aunt was much more enthusiastic than she is now in order to please me." Yao Xue'er said full of resentment, "but now your grand aunt thinks that I always follow her, it's really sad .”

The two walked together, Yao Xueer murmured, "Your grand aunt was so innocent when she first came down the mountain, now I think about it and I miss it."

Alas, time is really merciless.

After finally reaching the bamboo house, Yao Xue'er stopped talking, and before Changying could make a sound, she saw Master Aunt walking over holding an umbrella.

Yao Xueer asked with a friendly smile, "Are you done with your work today?"

Seeing Yao Xueer's inexplicable enthusiasm, Jiang Yue responded awkwardly: "Well, I cooked some food by the way and came out to find you."

"Then let's go back to eat quickly." Yao Xueer said positively.

Changying hugged the crock pot and watched the two walk away, still wondering how the sadness sister Yao said just now disappeared so quickly.

Ji Li in the bamboo house looked at Chang Ying who put the big earthen jar aside, her face was flushed from the heat, and even the strands of fine hair beside her ears were soaked and stuck to her cheeks with sweat.

"Master Li, are you hungry?" Chang Ying asked after drinking a big gulp of spring water.

Ji Li held the cattail fan with his fingertips and fanned her back: "I'm not hungry, you should take a rest first."

Changying sat aside drinking water, looked at the bee that fell on the window sill, and remembered the school that sister Yao had mentioned earlier, so she also said to listen to Master Li.

"What does the school do?" Changying asked curiously.

"It's just a place to read and write." Ji Li wiped her sweat with a handkerchief in his hand, "Do you want to go?"

Changying tilted her head to get close to Master Li, and could still smell the fragrance clearly in her nose, and replied, "No, I can read and write with Master Li."

There was a smile in Ji Li's eyes, but he quickly covered it up. He tapped her forehead lightly with his fingertips and replied, "I think you can only practice calligraphy, and you are far from reading and writing."

"Then Chang Ying can study hard."

Because of the heat in midsummer, Changying didn't go out often, but often stayed beside Mr. Li to practice calligraphy and memorize.

Ordinarily, Ji Li would meditate all day long, but since Chang Ying was by her side, she often became distracted.

In summer, Changying often only wears a thin skirt, soaks her bare feet in the water basin, and most of her are lazily practicing calligraphy on the side.

Occasionally, Ji Li could still hear the sound of her reading carefully, unlike her usual crisp and clear voice, because she deliberately lowered her voice, her voice sounded especially soft.

"Master Li, did I read it wrong?" Chang Ying looked up at Master Li who was quietly looking at her, still a little puzzled.

Ji Li, who was spotted peeking in person, looked away with slightly warm cheeks, and said very solemnly: "No."

Changying breathed a sigh of relief.

When the summer wind blew past the doors and windows, a bell rang clearly.

Ji Li suddenly sensed a strong aura approaching, and hurriedly stood in front of Changying, "Who is it!"

Changying poked her head out from behind Ji Li to look around, and saw that the room was very peaceful, as if the previous ringing of the bell was just an illusion.

"It seems to be gone."

"Hmm." Ji Li had never encountered such a strong aura, and thought that the person who came was not friendly, and disappeared again without thinking.

This night, Ji Li has not let down his vigilance, but after two or three days and there is still no abnormality, he is slightly relieved.

It was a rare rainy day, and the island was a bit cooler. Many little hairballs gathered outside the bamboo house waiting for Changying to make glutinous rice cakes.

Yao Xueer and Jiang Yue also helped out, after all, making glutinous rice cakes requires some complicated processes.

Of course, the little hairballs participated in the hard work very patiently.

When the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes were steamed in the afternoon, the small mouths of Xiao Maotuan ate brown sugar, which looked as red as rouge.

Ji Li doesn't like places that are too lively, but seeing that Chang Ying likes them very much, that's why he allows these little balls of hair to climb inside and outside the bamboo house.

"It smells so good." Suddenly, a few briquettes mingled with the white Velvet Grass young demon, which was very obvious.

"Why are you black?" Several small fur balls surrounded the briquettes.

The briquettes opened their mouths and ate the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and answered vaguely: "I don't know either."

"Aren't you monsters?" The little hairballs scattered in fright.

Changying hugged the little fur balls lying on her shoulders, looked at the coal balls in surprise, and said, "Why did you descend to the mortal world?"

"It's destined, it was grandma who brought us down." The briquettes muttered while eating brown sugar glutinous rice cakes that could be drawn.

When the bell rang again, Changying tilted her head and saw the colorful clouds falling from the clouds.

Mo Yuan approached slowly with a fairy bell hanging from his fingertips, "Long time no see."

Ji Li stood beside Chang Ying with a slight frown. He could hear the voice, but he couldn't see Mo Yuan at all.

Yao Xueer and Jiang Yue on the side were also invisible, and it seemed that only Chang Ying could see Mo Yuan.

Chang Ying looked at the golden Mo Yuan and responded, "Why did you descend to the mortal world?"

"I just passed by here and happened to meet you, so I wanted to come and see you." Mo Yuan could feel the spiritual power in Changying slowly dissipating, and it was obvious that she would slowly turn into an ordinary demon.

Of course, Mo Yuan did not forget the defense and killing intent in Ji Li's eyes and asked: "Is everything you want now?"

Changying nodded in response: "Well, this is very good."

"Alright then." Mo Yuan placed the fairy bell on his fingertips in front of the garden table, "Take this as my thank you gift."

When the colorful cloud slowly disappeared, the briquettes climbed up to the cloud and waved their hands with their round stomachs: "Goodbye, those who are destined, the glutinous rice cake is delicious."

Because the briquettes ate too fast, many brown sugar glutinous rice cakes were eaten up, and the little hairballs were so angry that they burst into tears.

Yao Xueer looked at it with a headache and said, "This is really more troublesome than raising a baby."

Jiang Yue looked at the dissipated clouds and said, "It seems that ordinary people and monsters can't see immortals."

These words made Ji Li fall into deep thought, and turned his head to look at Changying who was coaxing the little hairballs.

In order to make up for the little hairballs who worked so hard to make glutinous rice cakes, Changying had no choice but to coax them by agreeing to continue making them tomorrow.

In the evening, after Changying washed, she climbed onto the bamboo couch and hung the fairy bell on the window.

Before Changying could turn around, she was suddenly hugged tightly from behind by Master Li.

"Master Li, what's the matter?" Changying couldn't move and could only ask.

Ji Li hugged the person in his arms tightly and responded with lingering fear: "If you had become a fairy, I would never have been able to find you."

I've only heard that immortals are completely different from the Three Realms, but when Ji Li saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't help being deeply shocked.

If Changying becomes a fairy, then I really have no possibility with her anymore.

"I won't become a fairy." Chang Ying tilted her head and cheek to rub Master Li's slightly cool side face, and responded with curved eyebrows, "Because I promised Master Li that we will always be together."

Zhang Ying dare not forget the vows she made at that time.

Ji Li lowered his head and kissed Changying, and said in a low voice, "Yes, you made an oath. If you break your oath, I won't let you go easily."

No matter the ends of the earth, it is absolutely impossible to give up on her.

When Changying thought of what Mr. Li said at that time, she felt a chill down her back for no reason.

During summer and winter, the island is in a different state again. Because of Jiangyue's opening of a school, almost all the Fuling grass demons have begun to read and write.

When heavy snow mixed with hail fell, the wind suddenly blew up on the island.

Changying closed the door and window, and quickly got into the soft bedding.

Ji Li reached out and brushed away the fine hair on her cheek, pressed her tender cheek with his fingertips and asked, "Are you going to sleep so early?"

"Master Li, don't you want to sleep?" Chang Ying leaned forward and came closer, thinking that Master Li wanted to be intimate.

"No, go to sleep." Ji Li watched her being teased proudly, and retracted his hand mischievously.

Hey?

It wasn't until the lamp was extinguished that Chang Ying finally realized that Mr. Li was joking with her.

"Master Li, good or bad." Chang Ying stretched out her arms and hugged Master Li from behind, muttering in a low voice.

But when breathing lightly by the pillow, Ji Li pursed his lips and looked at the sleeping person in his arms with a slight smile.

For monsters, the time is always long and boring.

When the spring breeze descends on the island, the flying snow melts quickly.

The weather was getting warmer day by day, in the afternoon Ji Li lay down on the recliner in the porch and closed his eyes to rest.

Changying sat quietly with flowers in her hands and weaved the wreath with great interest.

"Why don't you sleep?" Ji Li felt a little drowsy from the warm sun, and put his arms around the person beside him.

"Not sleepy yet."

When Ji Li was reading a book at dusk, Chang Ying managed to weave the wreath with great difficulty.

"My lord, Daidai will take a look." Changying said hopefully.

Ji Li lowered his head helplessly, and let her put the wreath on himself. She looked suspiciously at her and asked, "Is it really pretty?"

Changying nodded again and again: "It's pretty."

"No matter how beautiful the wreath is harvested, it will lose its color soon." Ji Li lay on the recliner sideways to read a book, using it to cover up her burning cheeks.

"Then I'll weave a new garland for Mr. Li."

Ji Li pursed her thin lips and eyes with a little shyness and said bravely: "I'm not a girl in Huaichun, and now I'm quite old, don't you think it's strange to wear a wreath?"

"It's not surprising." Changying climbed onto the limp and clingy bed beside her and muttered, "Master Li looks great wearing a wreath."

"Did you learn badly from Yao Xue'er recently?" Ji Li pinched her earlobe with his fingertips and asked.

Changying responded obediently: "No."

"Really?" Ji Li asked as he took off the wreath from his fingertips and played with it in his hands.

"Well, really."

Shyness flashed across Ji Li's eyes, and he said seriously: "Then you are not allowed to weave garlands or praise others for their beauty, you know?"

Although Changying was a little confused, she still nodded seriously and said, "Well, I only weave a wreath for Mr. Li, and I only boast that Mr. Li is good-looking."

"That's pretty much the same, you are not allowed to imitate Yao Xue'er's playfulness." Ji Li did not forget that Yao Xue'er was notorious in the devil world.

Yao Xue'er suddenly sneezed several times, she was very puzzled.

Jiang Yue at the side looked at the clear sky, put her hand on Yao Xueer's forehead and asked, "Could it be that you caught a cold at night?"

"No." Yao Xueer rubbed her nose, and hugged Jiang Yue affectionately, "Maybe someone is talking bad about me behind my back."

Jiang Yue looked helplessly at the unruly Yao Xueer.

When the sunset was densely covering the sky, Ji Li was lying on the reclining chair in the corridor with Chang Ying in his arms, and the sea breeze mixed with a little damp breath came slowly.

Changying squinted her eyes and sniffed the unique fragrance of Master Li and muttered: "Master Li, it smells so good."

Ji Li rubbed her face with his fingertips and replied, "Don't think bad things."

Hey?

"I didn't think of anything bad." Chang Ying explained seriously.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Li seemed to be even more unhappy.

"Really?" Ji Li raised his eyebrows and asked seriously.

After pondering over and over, poor Changying replied softly: "Yes."

Well, if the answer is no, will Mr. Li kick himself off the couch?

Ji Li said with a gentle expression, "It's not too bad."

Changying breathed a sigh of relief quietly, thinking that Mrs. Li is really weird sometimes.

Is this what Sister Yao meant when she said that when a woman is angry, she needs to answer in reverse?

Well, although Changying doesn't understand the reason, it seems to be very useful.

Due to the growth of the Fulingcao demon clan on the West Sea Island, even many demon clans around have vaguely heard that there is a famous Demon Lord who dominates the two worlds of demons and demons on the island.

So much so that the surrounding demon clans didn't dare to cause trouble when they saw the young Fu Lingcao, for fear of provoking the dissatisfaction of the Lord Demon Lord on the island.

Many years later, most of the Fuling grass demon clan still live on the islands in the West Sea.

However, the rumored Lord Mozun never showed his face. On the contrary, the young demons of Fulingcao are very afraid of the bad woman in the bamboo house.

When the Fuling grass demons who can read and write leave the island one after another to go to the territory of the immortal Taoist.

The villain in the bamboo house still hasn't left the island, it seems that the rumored Lord Mozun has nothing to do with her at all.

Since then, Chang Ying and Ji Li have almost lived in isolation from the world, and the lively rumors outside have long since disappeared with the passage of time.

Probably this is their best home.

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