Jiang Lin quickly cast a spell to put Qingluo down. The little girl threw herself into Jiang Lin's arms like a little sugar ball and cried loudly.
Qingluo transformed into this human form two hundred years ago, and she looked like this when she transformed: she wore a green dress, had two buns on her hair, was fair and tender, and called Jiang Lin "master" in a baby voice.
So well-behaved and sweet.
Jiang Lin was immediately touched by the cuteness and thought that the name from his master was too cold, so he asked Qingluo to call him dad.
In these two hundred years, he really treated Qingluo like his own daughter.
Qingluo is a demon that turned from plants. She has a clean aura and a good personality. She was transformed under the supervision of other demons. All the demons in Baihu Ridge like her.
—Except Zong Yu.
Speaking of Zong Yu, when he first came to Baihu Ridge, he was still domineering and taciturn. Although he looked young, he was very powerful. He would frown and look scary when he disagreed with others, so the monsters didn't dare to approach him.
But later, following Jiang Lin, he ate well, drank well, slept well, and his temper improved a lot.
After his temper improved, his true nature began to show.
He is a little devil who is always looking for trouble. It is not an exaggeration to say that all demons dislike each other.
There are few monsters, big and small, in Baihu Ridge that have not been bullied by him.
Because Baihu Ridge has developed rapidly in recent years, the adult monsters all have their own things to do. Every time Zong Yu disturbs other people's business, he will be beaten by Jiang Lin, so he extends his claws to the underage monsters.
In fact, monsters can also be used as labor force in their childhood, but Jiang Lin likes children, especially underage monsters, who have incomplete transformations, and have big fluffy tails or furry ears, and look soft and cute.
Jiang Lin was happy to indulge them and let them play happily. He also gave them drawings and asked Pheasant to be responsible for making many toys for the children.
Zong Yu likes to tease these little monsters. He doesn’t really hurt the monsters, he just likes to bully them until they cry.
But he was so strong that even when the little monsters went home to call their parents, their parents couldn't defeat them.
Those monsters came to Jiang Lin to complain.
So during these three hundred years, Jiang Lin spent two hundred years in cultivation and the remaining one hundred years in beating Zong Yu.
After Qingluo transformed, Zong Yu's target changed - from bullying the little monsters to bullying Qingluo.
It makes people cry every other day.
For example, at this moment—
Jiang Lin held the little girl in his arms and coaxed her for a long time. He then used his wood-based spiritual power to conjure up many flowers and made a wreath for Qingluo. Only then did the little girl smile with tears in her eyes.
Jiang Lin put Qingluo on the swing and let her play by herself, and started to make trouble for Zong Yu.
He found Zong Yu on the mountain that was under the control of the old monkey clan.
The eight mountains of Baihuling have now been divided into different parts.
This mountain is managed by a tribe of monkeys, who specialize in growing various fruit trees.
Zong Yu was sitting on a peach tree, swinging his legs.
During the past three hundred years, many of the little monsters in Baihu Ridge have grown from small animals into teenagers, but Zong Yu is still the same as when they first met.
The pretty little boy, about six or seven years old, looked delicate and harmless, with a pair of black eyes blinking as if they could melt people's hearts.
In the past, he was very aggressive and looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. Now, he has become like sesame filling. When you cut open the white and soft outer skin, you will find it is pitch black inside.
Jiang Lin has seen through this guy.
He was furious: "Qingluo is still a child, why are you bullying her?"
Zong Yu puffed up his face and said, "I'm also a child, why are you being so mean to me?"
Jiang Lin didn't buy it at all. He sneered, "A kid over a thousand years old?"
Zong Yu said confidently: "What's wrong with being over a thousand years old? I am just a juvenile. You are so kind to those cubs, why are you so mean to me?"
He still felt wronged as he spoke: "They are not as good-looking as me. Every time you see them, you are gentle and patient, but you are cold to me."
He is handsome, and his aggrieved and pitiful look can easily touch people's hearts.
But the person standing in front of him was Jiang Lin.
These three hundred years are enough for Jiang Lin to know the true appearance of the sesame filling in front of him.
He smiled grimly: "Because you deserve a beating!"
Zong Yu looked at him and ran away.
Half an hour later.
At the entrance of the valley, on the huge paulownia tree, a beautiful and exquisite little boy in black was hanging upside down.
The little boy was angry and kept talking while hanging on the tree: "Have you calmed down, Jiang Lin?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Zong Yu thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Jiang Lin?"
Still no one paid any attention to him.
After a while, Zong Yu became angry and said, "Don't think I really can't beat you, I'm just letting you go!"
If I don't let you vent your anger, you will have nothing to eat for the next half month!
"Brother Zong Yu, Dad said, since you hung me all night, you have to hang on this tree for a day before you can come down." A fair and tender little girl was sitting under the tree, holding a bowl of osmanthus candy made by the civet cat. Her cheeks were trembling as she spoke.
This is the little girl Qingluo. Jiang Lin asked her to keep an eye on Zong Yu and watch him being hung, so that Qingluo could vent her anger.
It can be said that he is a father who dotes on his children very much.
Zong Yu got angry when he looked at Qingluo. This guy was the culprit who caused him to be hung on the tree.
He rolled his eyes and emphasized: "Who is your brother? You should call Zong Yu uncle."
Qingluo blinked in confusion: "But you look..."
She compared the height and said seriously, "It's only a little bit bigger than Qingluo."
Zong Yu said proudly: "That's because my bloodline is strong, and my childhood is longer than that of ordinary monsters like you. In fact, I am bigger than all the monsters in Baihu Ridge."
Qingluo thought about it for a while, and finally nodded, swinging the tassels on her double buns: "Okay then, Uncle Xiaozong."
Zong Yu was satisfied. He didn't feel uncomfortable being hung upside down. But when he thought of the little guy in front of him who caused him to be hung on the tree, he felt dissatisfied.
He looked at Qingluo who was sitting obediently under the tree and said viciously, "When I get down from the tree, I will pluck out all your leaves and make you bald."
Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and hugged her head in panic. After a while, she said, "But, Uncle Xiaozong, if you pull out all my leaves, my father will beat you to death."
"I'm going to beat you to death, you little bastard" has almost become one of Jiang Lin's catchphrases.
Of course, Jiang Lin has never put it into practice, but if Zong Yu really pulls out all the leaves of the green radish, this catchphrase will probably become a reality.
Zong Yu thought for a moment and said proudly, "Humph, I always let him go, that's why he can't beat me."
"Really?" A clear voice sounded from the side.
Zong Yu was shocked: When did Jiang Lin come here
Jiang Lin was originally afraid that this little bully would feel humiliated and angry about being hung in the valley, but he didn't expect that he didn't care at all and even started chatting with Qingluo.
I worried for nothing.
Jiang Lin snorted and laughed: "Since the king of Xiaozong is so powerful, I am very scared. I need to retreat for a while and practice well."
He turned around and said, "During this period of time, I will trouble the King of Xiaozong to find food for himself."