The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

"Master?" Hua Yi stepped forward holding the Taoist book and called several times.

Just now Changying regained her composure and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huayi responded very respectfully: "Aunt Master, please go to Zangshu Pavilion to discuss with the master if you have important matters."

"it is good."

After Changying carefully put the small briquettes back on the futon, she got up to cast a spell and went to Zangshu Pavilion.

Ever since I left Wuya Mountain, I haven't returned to Cangshu Pavilion for a long time.

The huge tower of Zangshu Pavilion towers above the clouds, and Chang Ying, who is now the head of the house, can freely enter and leave it.

Jiang Yue spoke among the complicated bookshelves: "Now that the magic circle of Wuya Mountain is getting weaker and weaker, is the master willing to contribute to strengthening the magic circle?"

Changying looked at the densely packed bookshelves and responded with nostalgia: "But I only know the basic Taoism, and I'm afraid I won't be able to learn the magic circle."

"The master doesn't have to be so self-effacing. Now the master's cultivation is extremely high. As long as you can practice diligently with me, the magic circle should be easy."

"Okay then." Changying responded by wiping the ashes from the bookshelf with her hand.

Seeing that she readily agreed, Jiang Yue turned to talk about the arrangement for the year and said: "Maybe next year we can regroup, and then we can go down the mountain to relieve the rain."

Changying looked at the Daoist books on this bookshelf, and when she heard the art of Yin and rain, she remembered what Master Li had said.

The demon soldiers could only stay in the world with the help of the rain because they couldn't bear the extreme yang energy in the world.

"Master, must you solve the art of rain and rain?" Changying saw the monster husband in Hezhou last time, and thought that since people and monsters can marry and have children, then people and monsters can still coexist harmoniously in the future, "If here It would be nice to have a spell that allows people to get along with monsters."

In this way, there is no need to harm humans, and monsters can also stay in the world with the humans they like.

"The idea of ​​the head is good, but most of the monsters kill innocent people indiscriminately and don't follow the law. I'm afraid it's difficult for ordinary humans to get along with monsters."

"But human beings also do many bad things. Back then, many monsters were scared and fled back to the deep mountains and dense forests." Changying turned her head to look at the elder aunt, and said seriously, "It is said in Taoism that all living beings are equal. There is no difference between ghosts and people, is there?"

Jiang Yue looked at Chang Ying's clear eyes in a daze, and didn't know how to respond for a while.

Good and evil vary from person to person, not to mention demons and ghosts. The indiscriminate and indiscriminate catching of demons by Taoist priests in Pingxuguan may be the karma of countless deaths and injuries of Taoist priests in Pingxuguan today.

"The master is right." Jiang Yue nodded in response.

Changying happily smiled and asked, "Is there such a spell in the library?"

"There are countless books in Zangshu Pavilion. I am afraid that apart from the old lady, you are the only one who knows the most clearly."

"That's it." Changying looked at the elder aunt, and turned to look up at the books in the room, thinking that it would take a long time to find it.

From the beginning of December to the end of December, countless books were moved out of Zangshuge every day.

The Taoist priests who came and went looked curiously at the new head who was busy in the Library Pavilion and said curiously:

"Is the new head cleaning up the library?"

"Such a big battle, it should be."

Crowds of small briquettes carried three or two books on their foreheads, and Mo Yuan sat on an ancient tree in the courtyard, looking at the long Ying who was holding books half a person's height.

The Zangshu Pavilion has not been cleaned for many years, and it took Changying a long time to clean it up.

But the number of books cannot be counted overnight.

At night, the little briquettes lay tired in Mo Yuan's arms, refusing to move, and only Chang Ying tidied up the bookshelves in the cabinet.

There seemed to be a palm-sized book in the interlayer of the bookshelf. When Changying reached out to take it out, the cover was so dusty that the cover could not be seen clearly.

After carefully wiping it clean, Changying happily ran to the window and shouted, "I found it!"

Jiang Yue came to check the books in the middle of the night, and her eyes fell on the densely packed Taoist scriptures: "This should be a spell that can relieve the extreme yang energy in the world."

"Really?" Changying looked anxiously.

"Although this technique can alleviate the extreme yang energy, we are still surrounded by demon soldiers, at least we have to make good use of it." Jiang Yue planned to make a good agreement with the Demon Lord.

After all, there are no more than [-] Taoist priests in Wuya Mountain. If the war can be eased, that would be great.

Because Wuya Mountain was besieged by monster soldiers, New Year's Eve was a bit deserted, but Ancheng at the foot of Wuya Mountain was a lively scene.

The city was decorated with lights and firecrackers, and the banquet went from the mansion to the long street, and the vehicles carrying wine drove into the mansion in an endless stream.

Most of the monsters at this banquet were drunk, Huafeng resumed her position as an elder, and the active toasts made by the guardians made Huafeng feel a little drunk.

Ji Li on the high seat drank alone, and the wind and snow outside the pavilion never stopped.

The wine made Ji Li recover a little bit of warmth, but it was not enough to make Ji Li happy.

When the banquet was over, Ji Li left with a flick of his sleeves, Huafeng tilted her head unwillingly and watched the figure sink into the darkness.

Now that Changying has become the head of the Pingxu Pavilion, it is naturally impossible for Ji Li to protect her openly.

But Huafeng felt that she was getting farther and farther away from Ji Li.

When Ji Li entered the main room, the temperature in the room that was originally warmed by the charcoal fire suddenly dropped.

When the black robe fell to the ground, Ji Li plunged into the boiling water pool.

Water droplets splashed around the candlestick like light spots, Ji Li raised his head out of the water, his long black hair like silk was floating in the water.

The crystal drops of water dripping from the white jade face fell across the tall Qiong nose and dripped silently into the pool, and the slightly wrinkled slender eyebrows showed Ji Li's complicated state of mind at this time.

"From adults."

Ji Li suddenly opened his eyes, thinking he had heard the sound wrong, but he still turned his head to look at the side of the pool.

In the past, she would always stand by the pool and sprinkle medicinal flower petals.

That empty place made Ji Li feel extremely uncomfortable, even a little painful.

The inner demon said leisurely: [All the monsters in the world know that the wife married by Mozun has become the new head of Wuya Mountain, and they are all waiting to see your jokes now. 】

Ji Li waved his arms angrily, the water in the pool suddenly rose to a height of several feet, and even the lamps were all extinguished.

The noise of the pitch-black pool faded into deathly silence.

"Shut up!" Ji Li clearly heard the sound of breathing in the dark, and couldn't even tell the real from the fake.

It was only when the familiar breath was trapped in his arms that Ji Li regained his composure, but before he let go of his hand, those neat teeth bit the back of his hand first.

Changying almost thought that she was going to be strangled to death by Lord Li's demons like Xianghui again, so she bit it out of sheer desperation.

There was a "hiss", and Changying unexpectedly didn't wait for the storm, and quickly loosened her teeth and licked the back of her hand that seemed to be cut.

Ji Li didn't let go of his arms around her, but turned on the lights in the room and watched her movements.

When Wen Ruan brushed the back of Shi's hand, the wound healed quickly, and Chang Ying was relieved.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Li pinched her chin with his fingertips and glared.

"Because I want to leave adults." Chang Ying looked at Li adults whose face had not been wiped clean.

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked into those clear eyes, "You can come and leave when you want, what do you think I am?"

Changying was still a little confused, but she still thought about it seriously and said, "Lord Li is Changying's wife."

The great aunt said that on New Year's Eve, she should stay with the closest people.

"Who is your wife?" Ji Li let go of his hand angrily, and said angrily, "You go now!"

Changying didn't expect that she had to brave the wind and snow to go down the mountain, and escaped the pursuit of the monster soldiers. Now she met Master Li and was about to be driven away.

The pool was very quiet for a while, Changying saw Master Li's face was cold, as if he really didn't want to see him.

The person who turned around and slowly climbed out of the pool was dripping with drops of water all over his clothes.

Seeing that she was really going to leave, Ji Li clenched her thin lips into fists and said coldly, "If you want to go, you will never come back again!"

Changying was stunned by the sound, thinking whether to let herself go or not to let herself go?

"Why don't you leave?" Ji Li looked at the person lying beside the pool.

"I..." Just as Chang Ying was about to answer, her whole body slipped and fell into the pool.

Ji Li grabbed her collar tightly with his hand and held her head to the surface of the water.

Changying swallowed several saliva in a panic, her nose turned red from choking on the water, and said:

"I still have presents that I haven't given to Mr. Li."

What was held in that palm was a saber pouch, embroidered with a hawthorn pattern, but the embroidery was very rough.

"This kind of old stuff is all over the street, how dare you use it to trick me?" Ji Li didn't let go of her collar.

Changying was almost picked up by Master Li, and she was suspended in the pool and responded earnestly: "Although it looks ugly, this one is different."

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who was in a panic because of falling into the water and said, "What's the difference?"

"The jade in the pouch was developed by me with the spiritual power of the Flame Orb according to the Taoist method. Maybe it can suppress the extreme cold in the winter." Changying spent a lot of thought on practicing this little jade. .

"I don't need it." As soon as Ji Li heard her words, she knew that now she was determined to follow the stinky Taoist priest, and she was not even willing to stay by her side to deal with the extreme cold disease.

Say it, Ji Li grabbed the bag and threw it towards the pool, then let go of her collar.

"Hey, you can't throw it away." Changying quickly dug her head into the pool to find it.

Ji Li looked at the person who was frantically looking for him in the pool, and felt relieved.

Opening her palms, she looked at the too rough sacrament carefully, thinking that no one would dare to sell such craftsmanship on the street, so she was the only one who dared to show it.

Chang Ying, who searched for a long time in the pool, couldn't find the object, so she came out of the water anxiously to take a breath, and was relieved to find that the object was still in Master Li's hands.

"Come here." Ji Li hooked the belt of the pouch with his fingertips, looked at the person who was staring in a daze and slowly approached, and lightly pressed the toes of his jade toes against the person who was getting closer and closer.

Without hesitation, Changying put her hand around her bare feet and asked earnestly, "If Mr. Li doesn't like it, return it to Changying."

"Of course what I have in my hand is mine. How can I take it back as a gift?" Ji Li raised her eyebrows and looked at her, holding the pouch in her palm, stepping lightly on her slender and soft figure with the soles of her feet. Looking at it all, he said, "Let me ask you, besides giving this object to me, have you ever given it to anyone else?"

Changying hadn't recovered from Master Li's ever-changing words, so naturally she didn't know that there was an infinite crisis hidden in these words.

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