The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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In order to treat Jiang Xue's eye disease, Wen Yumian stayed in the treetop hut for more than ten days at a time. During this period, Jiang Yu expanded the treehouse with a room, which meant that he would not let him go if he could not be cured.

Although the process was full of twists and turns, fortunately there are many herbs in Fenzhou City, and they can get whatever they want. After several experiments, they actually found the best solution for this eye disease...

One day, Jiang Yu went out to hunt, and stayed warm with Yu Mian and Jiang Xue at home. Jiang Xue was innocent and soft and cute. When she first met, she looked like a little rabbit who couldn't stand the slightest bit of wind and rain. Like a lark, it can't stop talking.

She had never been out of Fenzhou City, and all her questions were about outside affairs.

Xie Yang half leaned against the tree trunk, leisurely humming the ditty his mother gave him, and was quite annoyed when he was interrupted by Jiang Xue's voice or lost his tune after singing a few words: "Can you Why don't you say a few words, grandma? I can't even sing because of the noise!"

Standing next to him, Jiang Shuyu looked at Jiang Xue with a serious expression. If it weren't for the wind in the fantasy world to blow his long-haired robe from time to time, he would have remained motionless as if he had grown out of a mutated tree.

The two of them couldn't find a way to get out. They stayed with Wen Yumian for as long as they stayed here, and they didn't see any monsters or ghosts attacking them for several days.

Seeing that Jiang Shuyu didn't respond, Xie Yang was so bold that he kicked him - it was useless, he still wanted this leg.

Jiang Shuyu's calf was itchy, and finally he was willing to speak: "No, we can stay farther away."

"You can't listen to your heart, can you?"

Xie Yang was bored in every possible way, he raised his head and his whole body fell back: "I won't go, you sing with me, I don't believe that two people's voices can't cover her alone."

He hung himself upside down, closed his eyes, and felt that the blood in his whole body was going "up".

"If you don't listen to me, just hang like this, and die when your head is filled with blood and explodes."

Jiang Shuyu: "...boring."

Having said that, he actually sat down next to Xie Yang, the two of them were separated by thousands of miles.

"hey-hey!"

Xie Yang smiled slyly, and swung back with some force on his waist. He rubbed against Jiang Shuyu, took his arm and grinned: "If you listen to me, you won't be bored."

He leaned against Jiang Shuyu, waiting to see his reaction, waiting to verify the sentence "Your master is pleased with you".

"How to sing, you say."

The two were too close, Jiang Shuyu's body was cold at first, but who knew that the fire would catch on, so it burned from the base of the ear all the way to the neck, it was faint, and it was really hard to see if you didn't look carefully.

The blush on his body didn't match his face, no wonder he had never seen it before.

As if he had discovered a new continent, Xie Yang was not afraid that Jiang Shuyu would react, so he deliberately put his hands behind him to prevent him from retreating. It's warm...it's so comfortable...

As the breathing in his ears became heavier, Jiang Shuyu looked at his flushed face and couldn't help asking: "Are you suffering from a cold?"

"Ah? No!"

Just now, the Demon Lord, who was only thinking about how to tease others, touched his face, and fled away as if flying away.

It's really hot...but why?

He dared not come any closer.

Seeing him hiding from himself as if hiding from a firecracker, Jiang Shuyu frowned slightly, somewhat aggrieved: "Did I scare him again?"

Xie Yang didn't know how to explain his strange behavior. He just felt that the girl was lying to him. Fortunately, at this time, Jiang Yu came back from the outside, and Jiang Shuyu's attention was attracted to him, so he couldn't help but choke. However, when Jiang Yu climbed up the ladder and passed by, his nostrils were suddenly filled with a strange smell...

It's very strange that everything in the illusion has no relationship with people, but the taste is always quite real, so whenever Jiang Xue cooks something delicious, he swallows his saliva and scolds his mother.

But he didn't like the smell on Jiang Yu's body.

It's too familiar, he can't say it, it's just annoying.

"Brother!" As soon as she saw Jiang Yu, Jiang Xue happily went to greet him.

Jiang Yu took off the basket on his back and stuffed it into her arms: "Go, go, cook the meal!"

Another basket full of cut meat.

"Oh!"

Jiang Xue stuck out her tongue while holding the basket and left in response, Jiang Yu sat next to Wen Yumian, leaned against the fire and let out a long breath of cold air: "It's really warm."

Wen Yumian filled some firewood into the stove, and said with a smile, "It's hard for you, you can always find something to eat in this weather."

While talking, the snowflakes that had just settled outside the tree house fell again.

"Looks like it will be some time before the snow stops." Wen Yumian said again.

Jiang Yu glanced at it, didn't pay much attention to it, instead changed the subject, and talked about the business: "How about Axue's eyes?"

"The blood stasis has been blocked for too long, and the cracked place has to grow again, what?" Wen Yumian raised his eyebrows, "You can't trust me?"

"Natural letter," Jiang Yu said, "I'm still thinking, how should I repay you..."

"You don't need to repay...just go home with me."

The smile instantly froze on Jiang Feng's face.

The change was so fast, Wen Yumian couldn't help laughing out loud: "Isn't it just to go home and ask me to do business, and it scares you. Why, could it be that your father beat you too?"

Jiang Feng didn't deny it, his eyes became cloudy: "You don't understand."

Wen Yumian really doesn't understand other people's lives, but he still said: "Then you should treat it as a story and tell it to your friends. It's uncomfortable to keep holding it like this."

"Friend..." Jiang Yu murmured, "Does it count?"

Wen Yumian: "Of course!"

At this time, the flames in the furnace were small, Jiang Yu threw a handful of firewood into it, and the fire rushed up again...

Jiang Yu's father was addicted to alcohol, and when he finished drinking, his relatives would not recognize him. Every time he came back, he beat and beat him, even his own children. In order to protect them, his mother was covered with scars all year round.

One day when he and his sister were picking mushrooms on the mountain, they suddenly received a letter from Jiang Xier, a friend from the same village, saying that his father beat his mother again.

The three of them hurried home and saw Huan Niang with disheveled hair and a few bruises on her face, sitting under the big willow tree in front of the door wiping her tears. The neighbor's grandma persuaded her, while several men blocked the door. , blocking the man who was drunk and delirious from coming out.

Huan Niang sobbed: "I really can't go on with this day, even if he has a divorce letter, I will take the child to live by myself, it will be a hundred times better than worrying about it now..."

Grandma: "Look at what you're talking about! It doesn't matter if you don't have a husband, those two children, without a father, will they be bullied and laughed at?"

"But I..."

"We women can't be so selfish, be careful to let the gods hear the retribution!"

Just in time, Jiang Yu heard, let go of Jiang Xue's hand, and without knowing where the strength came from, ran over and pushed the old woman away: "Fart you!"

He hugged Huan Niang, choked up and said: "Everything is decided by A Niang, Jiang Yu listens to A Niang, I will go wherever you go."

The old lady almost fell over and said angrily: "If you don't listen to the old man, you and your mother will regret it later!"

"Then you're leaving?" Wen Yumian asked.

Jiang Yu looked at the fire in the furnace and shook his head: "No."

That night, Jiang Daguang woke up and learned that Huanniang was leaving. In order to keep her, he even knelt down and begged her. He beat Huanniang with a rabbit, hoping to ask for her forgiveness.

At that moment, facing the husband she once truly loved, Huanniang almost surrendered again.

However, at this moment, there was a crisp sound in the room, followed by a child's cry. It turned out that Jiang Xue thought the little white rabbit was cute and couldn't help touching it.

It was this that caused Jiang Xue to suffer from the so-called "eye disease".

"That slap made Ah Xue cry. She said she 'couldn't see'. A Niang panicked and ran out to seek medical treatment with her in her arms. My father..." Jiang Yu sneered, and continued, "That day So I took the rabbit and went to eat and drink elsewhere."

Wen Yumian was born in Wenrou Township, and grew up soaking in sugar jars. His parents were loving, and to him, other people's affairs were all anecdotes, so he opened his mouth and forgot to close it for a long time.

"My mother made up her mind because of this. She pestered my father all the time to ask him to divorce his wife, even if he was beaten and scolded. Later..." Jiang Yu's voice gradually became hoarse, facing the ferocious burning flame, his eyes were out of focus, As if stuck in the general.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you know that there is an old custom in Fenzhou City called 'Pai Xi'?"

Wen Yumian shook his head, and saw Jiang Yu snort, obviously smiling, but it sounded infinitely sad.

"Later he finally agreed to let my mother go... but it was a trick. They lied to me that they would buy sugar, and they sent me and Axue away, leaving only my mother at home. They wanted her to have another one. She...I felt something was wrong, so I went back secretly, but it was too late..."

Jiang Yu stared blankly at the flames, expressionless, as if she had lost her soul: "All the fists and sticks fell on her, she begged for mercy in pain, curled up on the ground and cried, 'Don't dare again', but no one stopped ..."

[The author has something to say: [Note] Paixi: An old habit of beating a wife in order to seek a son. 】