The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

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Changying closed her eyes and replied in a low voice: "Changying is not afraid of death."

"You really read too many books about false benevolence, righteousness and morality, and your brain is broken." Ji Li angrily grabbed the girl's earlobe.

"Ouch!" The girl looked at Ji Li full of grievances, "It hurts."

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Since you are not even afraid of death, why are you afraid of pain?"

"But death is not the same as pain."

"It seems that you have learned a lot from the Taoist priests in your words."

"What's lip service?" Chang Ying touched her small mouth, and looked at the annoyed Master Li in confusion.

"Stupid!" Ji Li didn't want to talk to the girl any more to save himself from getting angry, so he let go of her earlobe, "I think it's better to take you back to Dongshan to practice."

Changying rubbed her red earlobes and followed Mr. Li in response: "The death of the old lady..."

Ji Li poked the girl's forehead with his fingertips and said angrily, "Do you think I will risk my identity to kill the old Taoist nun in Cangshu Pavilion?"

"Isn't it?" Changying's forehead hurts badly, a few days ago Mingming clearly admitted it himself.

"I don't think your head is worth it." Ji Li angrily reached out to pinch the girl's cheek, but unexpectedly, the girl avoided it in fear, "Come here."

"Be gentle." Although the girl was afraid, she still moved her face closer.

Ji Li stared blankly at the dazed girl, pinched the girl's soft cheek lightly with his fingertips and said, "Even if I want to kill, I should kill Zirou who has seen through your identity, but now Zirou won't pay back." Are you alive and well?"

"That's right." The girl looked at her with bright eyes, her face was full of joy and she tugged on Ji Li's sleeve, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "If Mr. Li didn't kill someone, then Chang Ying wouldn't be responsible. "

"I didn't ask you to be responsible, you are stupid." Ji Li let go of his hand awkwardly to avoid the girl's tugging.

When Ji Li rushed to Zangshu Pavilion that day, the old Taoist nun had already taken the inner alchemy, and Zirou had already fallen to the ground.

Originally, Ji Li wanted to go forward to check the details, but who would have thought that a sinister aura would suddenly strike from his back, but fortunately, he reacted very quickly to avoid the sneak attack.

The man wearing the golden mask fled too quickly, Ji Li chased him out of the library, but he couldn't catch him.

It's just that during the fight between the two, Ji Li grabbed the inner alchemy, and when they went to the Zangshu Pavilion later, the Taoist priests noticed the evil spirit surrounding them.

Ji Li had no choice but to go back to the bamboo house.

"Now I still don't know who killed the old lady?" The joy on Changying's face faded a lot, and she followed Li lord straight away.

"That person is full of yin and evil, and he seems to be practicing some kind of strange magic." Ji Li is actually quite concerned about this person's cultivation technique, after all, this technique is really related to the demon world he cultivated The secret method has the same effect.

No wonder these Taoist priests suspected themselves of the death of the head of the sect a few days ago.

Changying looked at Mr. Li leaning against the window and seemed to be in a dilemma, so she cleverly transformed into her original form and flew to the window sill, looking at the stream flowing from the mountain with her head, hesitantly asked: "Does Mr. Li also think that the monster who killed the old lady is very powerful?"

"There is no strong evil spirit around that person. It doesn't seem to be a monster. I'm a little interested in magic now." Ji Li watched the big green leaves of the potted plant crawling on the window sill with the little fur ball looking out, and flicked his fingertips. .

The fluff of the little fluff rolled around and fell from the green leaves to the edge of the window sill and struggled desperately. Because of the strong wind in the mountains and forests, the fluff of the fluff of the fluff swayed slightly.

Seeing that the little hairball was about to fall off the window sill, Ji Liyu stretched out his hands to hold her, never thinking that she would turn into a human.

"It's dangerous."

Ji Li had no choice but to withdraw his hand and replied, "You'd better pay attention to Zirou, I always feel that this matter is a bit strange."

Chang Ying looked at Master Li and asked, "What does the monster that isn't a monster have anything to do with Senior Sister Zirou?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Ah?" The girl's eyes were full of confusion, but her little face was very gray.

Ji Li held a handkerchief to wipe her disgusted and said: "Ah, what, anyway, you don't understand what I said, why don't you hurry up and do it?"

When Changying heard it, she thought that Master Li was right, she nodded her head again and again: "Yes, Changying knows."

"By the way, the old lady left this book of spells for Chang Ying through the method of sealing letters." Chang Ying took out the blue book of spells from her pouch and handed it over.

Ji Li subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but suddenly withdrew his hand with a sharp pain between his fingers, "Is this book belonged to a fairy?"

"Immortal thing?" Chang Ying looked at Master Li in puzzlement, lowered her head and flipped through the book, "Didn't you write it?"

"I'm talking about this book from the immortals in the fairy world." Ji Li has always been a very impatient person, but he was forced by a girl to have some patience.

Among the Three Realms, there is a huge difference between immortals and demons, especially the immortals whose cultivation is as high as the sky, but the number is extremely small.

Under the immortals are Taoist disciples, and Taoist disciples protect the world from being disturbed by demons, so they are called immortal Taoists.

For thousands of years, the reason why demons and monsters have been fighting endlessly but dare not invade the Taoist priests of the immortal sect is mostly because they are concerned about the immortal behind the Taoist priests.

"This, the old lady didn't tell Changying." Changying saw that Master Li withdrew his hand and refused to touch the book again, and was a little curious, "Don't Master Li take a look?"

"Shangxian has cast a curse of forbidden art, and demons cannot be touched." Ji Li was a little surprised when she saw the girl casually flipping through the book, but she was not abnormal at all.

It's so weird.

Just as Ji Li was examining the girl, the girl suddenly asked, "Master Li, what is Shangxian?"

amount……

It seems that instead of doubting the identity of the girl, it is more important to suspect whether there is something wrong with the girl's head.

She didn't even know about such a simple matter. Could it be that she lived in a deserted cave before she was a human?

"Shangxian is a Taoist among mortals who has experienced Taoism and transcended tribulations to ascend to immortality. I heard that most of them live in fairyland to practice, and their advanced magic can even make the world tremble."

"So it's so powerful." Changying held the book in her hand, "Old lady, you are such a good person, Changying must work hard to become a god."

Hearing the girl's arrogant words, Ji Li couldn't help being taken aback, "Do you think it's so easy to become an immortal?"

"Is it difficult?" Changying looked at Master Li in front of her, thinking that maybe it would be difficult for her alone, "Then Master Li will teach Changying, okay?"

"I..." Ji Li looked at the girl with sincerity written all over her face, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

Demons and immortals are deadly rivals, how can they practice immortal arts?

It's just that Ji Li couldn't say anything, and responded with dodge eyes: "Since the old Taoist nun has led you into the Taoist sect, you can only comprehend this advanced fairy art by yourself, and no one else can interfere."

Demon, how could it be possible to become a fairy?

In fact, Ji Li just couldn't bear to hurt the girl's confidence.

"That's it." Changying was not suspicious at all, she looked down at the thick book in her hand, "Then Changying works hard on her own, maybe it's okay."

"By the way, did the old Taoist tell you who the perpetrator was?"

The girl shook her head and replied, "The old lady just took away a picture scroll of Zirou's mother, and then disappeared."

It seems that there must be something strange in it.

In the midsummer, the cicadas in the ancient tree of Zangshu Pavilion were very noisy. Changying sat under the eaves with the scriptures and recited them. Because of her bad memory, Changying would find small branches and write pictures on the ground.

Firstly, it can facilitate memorization, and secondly, it can save paper and ink to practice calligraphy.

When Zirou came out of the pavilion, she saw the little nun outside the window squatting on the ground writing very seriously.

Changying felt the protruding eyes turn her head to look at Senior Sister Zirou who came out and called: "Senior Sister Zirou, don't you want to take a break at noon?"

"It's too hot today, so I won't rest." Zirou looked at the little nun bathing in the sun, her eyes were full of vigilance.

"Well, it's really hot today." Changying realized that the eaves above her head could no longer block the sunlight. She reached out and wiped the sweat from her cheeks with her sleeve, and moved the small wooden bench in the shade again.

The little nun was so absorbed in holding the scriptures that she never noticed the bird that landed on her shoulder.

The afternoon in Zangshu Pavilion was rare and quiet for a moment. Changying originally wanted to hurry up and learn more Taoist techniques. After all, he might not be able to come to Wuya Mountain when he returns to the Demon Realm with Master Li in the future.

"I want to go to the back mountain to pay homage to the old lady, can you take me there?" Zirou kept a distance.

"it is good."

The old lady's tomb was located in a mountain behind the mountain, and Changying was leading the way in a straw hat.

In the evening, the bright red at dusk is as gorgeous and colorful as fire, and the trees in the mountain forest are also smudged into the color of blood.

"I remember that there is a picture scroll in the old lady's room, do you know where it went?" Zi Rou looked at the little nun's slender neck with murderous intent in her eyes, and just as she was about to touch her fingertips, a branch and leaf pierced her palm .

Zirou was so painful that she quickly put her hands behind her back and looked around vigilantly, but she didn't expect Wuya Mountain to have her big demon accomplice.

Changying replied seriously without knowing it: "The way the old lady left the seal, the painting in the room was finally taken away by the old lady's soul."

Zirou stopped slightly, her expression suddenly changed, she looked straight at the little Taoist nun in front of her and said, "The queen of the painting..."

In the middle of speaking, Zirou stopped cautiously.

"It's here." Changying was busy pushing away the crazy-growing branches, and she had no time to worry, so she turned around and said.

Zirou put down the box hesitantly, lit the candle and put it in front of the tombstone and asked anxiously, "Did the old lady ever mention me to you?"

"Yes." Changying squatted aside and gently wiped the ashes of the old lady's tombstone with her palm, "But the old lady just mentioned Senior Sister Zirou, and then disappeared without saying anything."

"Really?" Zirou didn't believe the little nun's words.

Either she had never seen the old woman lying, or she already knew about herself and chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Hmm." After wiping the tombstone, Changying looked curiously at the items in Senior Sister Zirou's basket, "What are these papers made of?"

"Most of the memorial service will prepare some paper money or candles and ingots to burn for the deceased."

"I've never seen Changying before." The little nun said without any concealment.

Zirou had a sword hanging high in her heart, no wonder she never found the old lady's secret technique, it turned out she took it.

Now because of the big monster in the dark, Zirou can't move her, and she is afraid that she would rather destroy the secret technique than hand it over, so Zirou can't scare the snake, but can only think long-term.

On the cliff in the distance, Ji Li held the beautiful and tender flower branches between his fingers, and couldn't help sighing.

Girl, you really have no defense at all.

Obviously, I have reminded her to pay attention to Zirou.

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