Demon King’s Repayment

Chapter 18

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Yuan Xiang'er's home is in the southernmost part of Queqiu Town, backed by the endless Tianlang Mountains, and there is no one to the south.

Following the muddy sheep intestines path, Yuan Xianger slowly walked towards the mountain, and a rare silver wolf followed silently beside her.

Going to the intersection of the forest, further ahead is the deeper virgin forest, which is also a boundary where fairies often haunt.

Yuan Xiang'er stopped, pouted, reached out and touched the pair of fluffy ears, thinking bitterly in her heart: This is the last time, and I don't know who will be cheap for this good fur in the future.

She let go of her hand reluctantly, "Go back, I'll set you free."

It was not until he heard this sentence that Nan He was sure that Yuan Xianger was really willing to let him go.

At the beginning, when she was seriously injured, she carried herself out of the spiritual world and back into the human world from this intersection.

At that time, his spiritual power was exhausted, his legs were broken, and he was placed in a bamboo basket, almost full of despair. He felt that this human being would definitely take advantage of his weakest moment and force him to sign a slave contract, and he would use himself as a slave from then on.

But the imagined pain and humiliation never came, and he was sent back here again.

At this time, Nan He even felt that if Yuan Xianger cast a spell here and now to force him to form a contract, he might not have the heart to resist.

But no, nothing, the man just said lightly to him, "Go back."

The silver Sirius got into the jungle and looked back at last. The man stood on the mountain road and waved to himself desperately: "Be careful, don't get hurt again, and come back to me if something happens."

Behind her is the colorful human world. It was a world of tenderness and meanness, kindness and cruelty.

Noisy, lively, with a warm cushion.

Nan He turned his head, and the silver figure disappeared into the forest.

the yard,

Yuan Xianger was chopping wood on the edge of the eaves. She stood on her feet, swung a sharp axe, and neatly split a piece of wood into two halves.

The small group that squatted on the floor of the eaves and watched her chopping firewood on weekdays disappeared, which made the yard a lot empty.

She sighed and continued chopping wood resignedly.

"Why are you chopping so much firewood in one breath? Look at your sweaty head." Yun Niang, who was passing by, stopped her and took out the silk handkerchief in her arms to wipe her sweat.

"While it doesn't rain today, chop more, dry it and put it in the woodshed." Yuan Xiang'er stretched out her little face, and asked her mistress to help her wipe off the sweat on her face.

The hijab's veil is azure, and in the corner is embroidered a picture of a fish playing with lotus leaves. A small blue fish is alive and well, and it is very elegant to play in the flower room.

"Xiang'er, where did Xiao Nan go? I made a big bone with sauce, and was about to ask it to try it, but I couldn't find it anywhere." Yunniang asked.

Yuan Xianger paused, then picked up a piece of firewood and placed it on the wood pier, "He ran away and went back to the mountains."

The axe split the firewood in half, and she picked up another one and set it up.

"Oh, did this run away? I thought she would stay at our house forever." Yunniang stood by the side and watched for a while, remembering that the little girl brought that puppy in and out, knowing that she was in her heart reluctant,

"Xiang'er, if you like white dogs, Shi Niang will go to the market and buy one for you. It also happens to be a pair with Xiao Hei at home."

When Xiao Hei heard someone mention its name, he ran over, wagging his tail happily and desperately. Xiao Hei has been very happy these days. Since the wolf cub disappeared, the yard has become his world again.

"No need, thank you, Mistress." Yuan Xiang'er reluctantly smiled at Mistress, her grievance almost barely raising her mouth.

The whole body is silver and white, without a trace of variegation. The hair is thick and dense, soft and supple to the touch. The silver silk slipped between the fingers, but the short fluff on the neck was a little bit thorny, leaving a tingling feeling on the fingertips. Where can I buy such a beautiful and attractive dog

How easy it was to let go at the beginning, how aggrieved it is now.

"If you can't bear it, you can go to the mountains to look for it, maybe you can find it again." Yunniang found a stake beside her and sat down, "When she was a child, she also raised a small fish. He was stranded on the beach, I found him, took him home and raised him in a tank in my yard."

"I like him very much. Every day before I go to school, I have to lie on the edge of the water tank and talk to him. That little fish seems to have a special aura. Every time I go to see him, he will rise above the water. The duckweed, showing his round little head. Sometimes, when he's not paying attention, I secretly kiss him on that head. It frightens him and slips back to the bottom of the water, throwing water in my face."

Yun Niang's white fingers rested on her chin, recalling her childhood past, and the years seemed to take special care of her, and there was hardly any trace of old age on her face.

Yuan Xiang'er put down the axe, rubbed her arm and listened.

"But one day he suddenly disappeared, and the yard was so small. I searched many places and asked all the servants in the house, but no one knew where he was going." Yunniang cast her gaze to the horizon, beyond the green hills, there were still mists. Yunxia,

"What about later? Can't you find it?" Yuan Xianger couldn't help asking.

"Of course not, how could I let him run away like this." Yunniang smiled, "Master, I was young at that time and had a great temper. If I couldn't find him, I would go to the beach to find him. In the place where he was stranded, every day Reproach him for being ungrateful at the sea, leaving without saying goodbye, rude, ruthless. Finally, one day, the little round head appeared on the sea again, looking at me gloomily."

"So I laughed and put him in the basin and took him home." Yunniang stood up, rubbed Yuan Xiang'er's head with the veil, turned and went into the house.

"Can it still be like this?" Yuan Xianger felt better after hearing the story. The little fish that Yunniang raised was obviously a fairy, maybe because she liked Yunniang, she finally returned to her side.

Yun Niang is just an ordinary person.

He should also have the opportunity to meet the goblins who are willing to stay by his side, instead of forcibly placing them under house arrest.

Yuan Xianger picked up the firewood that had been chopped scattered all over the ground, and placed them neatly in the open space, waiting for them to dry out in the sun, and then put them in the firewood house in the corner.

While bending over to pick it up, I suddenly saw a long-necked chicken in clothes lying on the mound for chopping wood. A small body, wearing a small long robe, with a pair of small cloud climbing boots under his feet, but a long chicken neck above the collar, which is begging to be attached to a wooden stake and beheaded.

Isn't this the beheaded chicken that often appeared at home when I was a child

"How could it be you?" Yuan Xiang'er was surprised and delighted, and picked up the chicken from the pier. It caused him to make a series of cooing noises.

Yuan Xianger put a plate of fried pine nuts, placed it in front of the little goblin who came from afar, and brought him another cup of tea.

I saw him sitting upright in front of the tree stump, with a small human-like hand extending from his sleeve, holding a teacup to drink water, and picking up pine nuts from a saucer to eat.

"Thank you, thank you... gu gu gu."

This was the first time Yuan Xianger heard him speak.

"Why did you come here?" Yuan Xiang'er asked him with a smile.

"He... they all said, you are here."

This is a goblin whose intelligence has not yet been fully civilized. He is not good at expressing his meaning in human language smoothly, but he has come so far to find himself to play. Yuan Xianger had been in Queqiu for so long, and even her own family had never come to see her. This was the first time she had seen someone from her hometown.

"Then you will live with me and be my apostle, okay?" she asked with anticipation.

The chicken, who was drinking tea with a warm teacup in both hands, was stunned, his eyes turned back and forth in different directions, and suddenly disappeared with a bang. The teacup fell from the air and rolled on the grass.

Yuan Xianger looked at the teacup that fell on the ground, picked it up reluctantly, poured a new cup of water, and looked at her reflection on the water surface, because she was not as beautiful as the teacher's wife, so not only was the little wolf unwilling to do so. Don't even chickens want to stay by your side

In the corner of his sight, the beheaded chicken quietly touched the edge of the tree stump again, stretched out two small hands and pulled the pine nuts from the plate into his arms, and then sneaked away with his clothes in his hands.

In winter the fields are dark brown, with no fresh green to be seen.

Yuan Xianger squatted on the edge of the field and used a carrot to hook up a wild rabbit in the grass.

"Hey, are you willing to be my apostle?" She held the green branches and leaves of the carrot and shook the orange-red radish.

Not surprisingly, the hare fled on its hind legs in a panic.

It was just an ordinary hare.

"Even an ordinary rabbit can't be tempted. I guess this radish is not good."

Yuan Xianger patted her buttocks and stood up. She took a bite of the carrot, which was crunchy and sweet.

"I thought only rabbits eat radishes, so you humans also eat radishes?" A soft voice sounded from the canopy above.

A young man sits lightly and skillfully on the branch, with a splendid robe and a light fur, wearing golden boots, and long black-brown hair, which is finely braided with red rope, always tied on the top of his head, and a shiny oily strand hangs down. The long braids of his hair, like the young master who was taken care of very delicately in the rich family. He had a pair of tan cat ears on both sides of his head, and he spoke with Yuan Xianger very skillfully.

"Who are you?" Yuan Xianger couldn't recall knowing such a young boy.

The young man pressed the branch, dexterously turned over from the branch several meters high, and turned into a small lynx when it landed gently on the ground.

"I just met, and you forgot about me so quickly? Do all humans have such a bad memory?" The kitten accused.

Yuan Xianger finally remembered that she had "just" seen this little lynx seven years ago. He almost died under his father's claws, but fortunately, the master arrived in time and rescued him with a double fish formation.

"So it's you, you haven't grown up at all for so many years, and you're still so small?"

"Nonsense, I am three hundred years old this year, much older than you, what is a small one?"