Journey to the East: Toon tree spirit

After chatting and sweeping the floor, Jingchun put away the melon seeds and went out with Qingniu, locked the door, turned around and walked forward, greeted Mrs. Su and asked the way to the grain and oil store and Caishi Street, and at the same time asked Qingniu to find a quiet man. The place changed the appearance of the deputy rough envoy and boy and came back.

Qingniu followed Jing Chun as a coolie carrying noodle bags and vegetable baskets, feeling depressed, thinking that if he had known this before, he should have stayed in the Taoist temple honestly, at least there was a boy serving tea and water to beg the flattery of ordinary people, seeing Jing Chun having a good talk with others The price, he hurriedly squeezed to the booth to pay, took the dead grass carp bought by Jing Chun, put it in the basket, walked close to Jing Chun, and chatted with him in a low voice: "Master Jing Chun, you plan to keep doing it in the future." Demon?"

"Otherwise?" Answered casually, Jing Chun counted with his fingers, he likes meaty pastries, Xiao Yu likes spicy and sweet ones, and the leader of the Devil's Cult Main Altar in the depths of Mount Yanmo only accepted her before The super light pastry, these three kinds of finished products she made are the most delicious, followed by all kinds of fragrant herbal cakes, normal ones such as chestnut cake, bean paste cake, crabapple cake, osmanthus cake, etc. because they can be bought and eaten in the world, she In the past, there was less practice, but now it takes a lot of effort to make a high-quality product. It is worth ten years of life to do a good deed.

"Haven't you ever thought about becoming an immortal?" If this was said 10 years ago, Qingniu would not have thought about it, let alone said it. Then the monster race would be respected by the witch race and the gods have not yet come out, but now Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the general trend is on the side of the gods, and it is much easier to live forever as a god than as a demon.

"Are you saying that a little Yuanling is locked up on the list of gods? The kind that you must obey the orders of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother while you are alive, and you can't die even if you die?" There will be no real death, the Jade Emperor or the Queen Mother will move, and the gods will come back to life. Jing Chun turned her head and looked at Qingniu strangely. When she first came to this world, she really wanted to work hard to become a fairy and live forever. The more she knows, the more she understands, the more she finds that being a demon is much more comfortable than being a god. "Hehe, Qingniu, if I become a god, I will be a loose immortal. You are an earth immortal, and the laws of the immortal world are strict. I am a level lower than you, how can I squeeze you like this?"

Of course not!Qingniu sneered, and immediately changed the subject: "Master Jingchun, Xiaoxian paid for everything you bought this time, what do you think of Xiaoxian's grand opening gift for you?"

With a soft snort, Jing Chun unceremoniously doubled the number of items on the pre-purchase list.

After tidying up the shop in the evening, Jing Chun bid farewell to Qingniu, helped Madam Su push the steamed stuffed bun cart, went back together, went to the courtyard, saw Xiao Yu playing chess with her, she closed the courtyard door, and glanced at a branch of the small poplar tree The lantern that had been hung up was a little worried that the lantern would catch fire if it shook so violently, so he stepped closer and took the lantern and hung it aside before looking at the chess table.

The little poplar stared at the chessboard but not at Jingchun, sensed the familiar aura, subconsciously shook the branches and fell out of a small stool, which was placed unevenly behind Jingchun.

In front of him, Jing Chun sat down, and after taking a look, he stretched out his hand to lift up the small poplar tree and said, "It should be here."

"Oh, is that so?" Little Yangshu's eyes showed confusion, and the twigs picked up Heizi and obediently followed Jing Chun's instructions, only to find that the Lord was beside him when it was finished, looked at Jing Chun and blinked, his mouth and eyes curled up, and said crisply : "The Lord is back!"

Jing Chun waved his hand and said, "Continue playing chess."

Xiao Yangshu obediently turned his eyes back, followed Jing Chun's instructions, and lost completely without playing five moves. Suddenly, his eyes turned up and his mouth turned down, and he said unhappily to Jing Chun, "I lost!"

"Come again!" Jing Chun took back the last two moves, and happily asked the little poplar tree spirit to play again.

Xiao Yu looked at the two goblins with a gentle smile on his face, and he didn't care about the two goblins' tossing and turning. Anyway, unless he regretted it all over again, he would win no matter what he played.

The two chess pieces went down to the top of the tree on the moon, and all the vacant places on the chessboard were tested. Seeing the inevitable result, Jing Chun glanced at Xiao Yu, who had a gentle look in his eyes and was not impatient at all, and seemed to be sleepy for a moment. I had to yawn, and said to Xiao Yu and Xiao Yangshu, "I've been tired all day and went back to practice, you two continue."

Little Yang Shujing didn't turn his head around, and stared at the chessboard with the chess piece, habitually said: "Oh, the master has worked hard!"

Jing Chun immediately flashed the demon and went back to the house to practice. The next morning, seeing that the little poplar tree spirit was obviously depressed, he couldn't help wondering: "Yang Yue, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Yue opened her eyes, and said weakly, "My lord, I lost the game of chess with Mr. Xiao."

Usually, if you lose, you lose, it’s just for entertainment and it’s not important, the little poplar tree spirit forgot it in a blink of an eye, but this time it actually remembered, Jing Chun felt that Yang Yue’s spiritual intelligence had improved, and asked with a smile: "Then what? "

"Master Xiao asked me to copy a book for him. If he makes a mistake, he has to copy it again. If he can't finish the copy, he won't play chess with me." As he spoke, the little poplar tree shook the branch and took out the book Xiao Yu gave it. With a crying voice, he said: "I don't know how to read." I don't know that it will take a year of the monkey to finish copying.

Jing Chun walked up to Xiao Yangshu, took the booklet and looked at it, it was a thin book with hundreds of surnames, a total of four sheets and eight pages, each page contained less than 600 characters, and a total of no more than [-] characters, and returned the booklet to Little Yangshu encouraged him: "This is the easiest one, you work hard!"

Xiao Yangshu put away the booklet and still couldn't be happy, felt wronged, and thought it was just playing chess, how could Master Xiao Yu make things difficult for it?so bad!

Xiao Yu made breakfast and called Jing Chun to serve the dishes. After washing the pots and bowls, when Jing Chun left, he walked to the little poplar tree to look at him and said, "Yang Yue, if you think of the process of losing and the The reason is that there is no need to copy the booklet." Jade cannot be crafted without being cut, and a demon cannot be mastered without being taught.

r>Yang Yue bulged the body of the drum tree, closed his eyes and mouth, and shook the branches, showing that he also has a temper. He has been a demon for more than 100 years, and was moved by the master to guard the master's house or yard in the world. Limited memory is weak, monsters, people, and things that are often in contact with will know, but small things can't be remembered for a day. For example, Master Xiao Yu asked him to copy books at dawn today. If Master Xiao Yu doesn't remind it after dawn tomorrow, it will will forget about it.

Xiao Yu just taught Yang Yue in passing, and didn't take it too seriously. Seeing that Yang Yue didn't appreciate it, he didn't force it. He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, his eyes were filled with blood, his pretty face slowly became dignified, and he would raise his hand after a while. After pinching the fingers to calculate, the red streamer at the fingertips flew, and Shaoqing murmured. "The fate of the monster race has changed..."

The days go by quickly, and Jing Chun's pastry shop is getting more and more prosperous. The occasional fancy-shaped meat and tonic pastries have attracted many people, including Lan Caihe who walks the streets. A demon and a preparation fairy are getting familiar with Get up, sometimes when Lan Caihe is busy, he will stand in the cabinet for Jing Chun to collect money.