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I leaned against the chair at the counter and napped, and the mosquitoes that were fainted from the surrounding barriers. The tree demon was also afraid of mosquitoes biting them. The black Yi under the eaves only remembered to be kind to his wife, and had long forgotten the promise of catching mosquitoes for me.

In the hot summer days of July, I couldn’t think of anything else to do except flooding and being lazy. Yesterday morning, I lifted a notice from the refrigerator door, and told me in a very ugly and sloppy manner that the old guy said something was wrong, so he would go to the East China Sea to take a look.

The message was simple and plain, but he left in a hurry. He should have run away before dawn. This is definitely not his normal condition, so I am still guessing what happened to the old guy in Donghai. Everyone knows that he is too old and it is normal for his body to have problems. Is it because he asked Ao Chi to go back for his heirs? As far as I know, there is only Ao Chi under the knee of the Old Dragon King of Donghai. Hey, if Ao Chi inherits the position of the Dragon King of Donghai, wouldn’t I become the wife of the Dragon King? No, this is not good. I heard that when the Dragon King is too busy, he has almost no time to leave the East Sea. With Ao Chi's personality, he will definitely not let me go out for free and easy. Should I stay in the dragon palace of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and old turtles all day long and play with it? No, I quickly pray to the sky, hoping that Mr. Ao will always have an eighteen-year-old heart.

Having said that, I have been with Ao Chi for so long, and I have never been to Donghai, nor have I seen any relatives from the Ao family. Ao Chi himself rarely goes back to Donghai. At most, he buys a lot of free shipping supplements on Taobao and sends them back to the grandfather whom he always calls the old guy. Ao Chi rarely mentions his grandfather's affairs, only said that he was a naughty when he was a child and was locked in the ice prison in Donghai for a long time by his grandfather. As for his parents, I never heard him talk about it, as if he was a rock. However, I never ask. In fact, I have no interest in everything about Donghai. I have never thought that marriage is only related to two people. Once this number exceeds this number, I will have various troubles.

Fortunately, the Dragon King of the East China Sea has not named me, a grandson-in-law who is a monster. If I really want me to meet my parents and deal with a family of dragons, I will have a headache. However, it is also possible that he has named me, but he was rejected by Ao Chi?

There are some late nights where I occasionally have insomnia, and I will unconsciously stare at Ao Chi's quiet sleeping face, and then a series of him will appear in my mind, the domineering and arrogant when I first met, the delicate and warmth when I protected me, the childish spoof when I was in charge of my duties, and the childish spoof when I was in my daily life. Every form of him is very real, and he makes everyone think that Ao Chi is a real and transparent creature. He is too lazy to hide his likes and disdainful to worry about being full of worries. He lives freely and freely, vividly. But, is that?

A person with no secrets is the biggest secret in itself. Not only is he his wife, but he is also a monster with rich experience in the world and innately sensitive minds. I cannot be sure whether Ao Chi has a secret, but his haste to leave this time has made me feel uneasy.

In the nap, I sometimes dreamed of a rolling sea water, sometimes saw fat and thin men who had disappeared, sometimes paper and Mr. Zhao were busy in front of me, and the world was in chaos.

Suddenly, a white light radiated a cold air, avoiding the world in my dream without any mercy.

I instinctively shrank my neck, quickly returned to reality from my dream, and quickly avoided unknown objects that came from my head.

With a clanging sound, accompanied by the sound of the counter cracking, a bright Wang Mazi kitchen knife slashed into the depths of five centimeters on the counter, trembling proudly. Behind him, a young man who seemed to have walked out of a landscape painting, looked at me with a smile: "The boss's wife is good at it, and she can hide when she falls asleep. She is a little tired when she passes through the precious land. She wants to rest in your store for a night."

There is no reason to use a kitchen knife to greet people! Wan Qiansui asked me for leave yesterday and said he would go to visit relatives. He was no longer in the store. Mr. Zhao and the paper! Those two dead ghosts, such perverts, did not remind me if they had such a pervert intruded in!

Just as he was about to get angry, he ran in from the window like a piece of paper and rushed into my arms, crying loudly: "The boss's wife is dead! Mr. Zhao is dead!"

I glanced at the guest in front of me and walked out the door with the paper.

The lawn in the front yard looked particularly green in the afternoon sun, and my helpers always take good care of the flowers and plants. However, there were not only flowers and plants on the lawn at this time, but also the split Mr. Zhao, with one hand on this side and one foot on the other side, which was very pitiful.

I turned around and said to the guest who was standing in the room and smiling at me, "This is my cook. No matter where he provoked you, your behavior directly led to me not having dinner tonight."

"I'll make it for you, how about meatball soup?" the guest smiled.

Meatball soup? My original confusion and anger were interrupted by a distant memory that suddenly emerged. I quickly turned around and looked at the people in the room carefully again.

"After turning into a married woman, her eyes and memory are not good," the person in the room joked.

I walked up to him, my eyes fixed in his eyes, and then I smiled: "You cut your hair short, shaved your beard, and then wash your face and clothes, and your recognition will naturally be lower."

He snickered, and few people would hate his white teeth and such a smile.

"Boss, you... and him?" If Zhi Jianer had facial features, her expression must be very collapsed now, "He killed Mr. Zhao!"

"This is the first time Mr. Zhao has been broken into pieces, it's okay." I didn't take care of the glass heart of the paper at all, "Go and get out the mosquito coils and keep lighting every room."

"Boss lady!"

"Go quickly."

The guest looked at the piece of paper that I kicked away with sympathy.

I snorted coldly and walked towards the counter: "Come here to register!"

"Wait." He leaned over to me and laughed mysteriously, "Everyone who knows my real name will die in the end. Are you sure you want to register?"

Bang! The fly swatter left a red grid on this beautiful handsome face, and I shook the beat: "Check! Remember!"

He laughed, stretched his long arms around my shoulders, and said, "I'll fulfill my promise."

1

No one is better than you, I'm waiting for you to return.

General Huang, don’t move forward any further! That’s Ghost Tooth Cliff, you can’t go!

Those who retreat will die!

"Those who retreated died..."

She always wakes up in this dream, and the piles of bones under her body emit a faint and strange smell. There are always thousands of years when the Taimiao sinks underground. The insects slowly flying around and the phosphorescence of the body rescue her eyes from the darkness. The cold green light balls floated in a mess, illuminating the ruins around them. The stones that had been silent for thousands of years looked like another kind of bone.

Still unable to move, he even lost the ability to draw his sword and commit suicide.

King Yan, no, now he is the emperor, he should be waiting anxiously within the palace wall at this moment. She said it was certain that she wanted to go back, before the first snow this year.

In the darkness, someone walked towards him with a crackling crack.

Her mouth was broken open, and food and water were slowly poured in.

"Send me out as if there is a great reward!" She turned her face hard and looked at the vague person beside her.

She fell off such a high cliff and was able to live because she had a great life. She was able to live with her bones and bones broken like a dead body. She still didn't know who he was. She only knew that he came and went freely in this underground grave-like place, like a ghost. No wonder she thought she had seen a ghost when she first saw him. He said three words - one, I will not heal the wound. Two, you are all holding the same purpose, but dead in front of you. Three, it is really rare that you have not been chopped.

Indeed, almost none of the white bones on the ground are complete, and are cut into many chords by fierce force.

When she fell into this abyss, she felt a sharp and violent airflow, which burst from the ground, as if it had turned into countless steel blades. The danger that could cut off the entire world and swallowed her up. She even felt that there was a sharp weapon flying in her ears, but without a knife, at least she did not see it. The wound on her body rose due to the impact when it landed on the ground, and there was no sharp weapon wound.

If this ghost-like person hadn't been to take care of her diet, she would have died long ago.

"What did you say?" He put away the kettle, and several flying insects circled above his head, revealing a blurred face under the faint light.

"You must have a way to send me out! As long as you are willing, give me a reward!" Since yesterday, her limbs no longer felt any more, and there was no pain. Her spirit has improved a lot, and even her tone of speaking has become heavier.

"You still want to go back?" Feizhu left, his face sinking into darkness again.

"That's natural! This is the Taimiao of Xia Jie, not my grave!" She tried hard to capture his gaze. "The emperor is still waiting for me in the capital. Those escaping guys will definitely not dare to return to the capital. If the emperor loses my news, he will definitely send someone to search. Although I have not found the sword of Xia Jie, I still have to give him an explanation."

"The person who ran away returned to the capital and also met the emperor."

"What?!"

"They went back three years ago, and I handed them the three swords. The emperor was very happy, but he still let his Jinyiwei execute them secretly." He told casually, "The emperor knew that you fell off the cliff and your life and death were unknown, but he did not send anyone to find you. General Huang's position has a new person to take over."

She was stunned for a while and scolded: "It's ridiculous! It's only three days since I fell here, so how could I say that I have been for three years!"

"One day in the mountains is thousands of years. This Taimiao is the tomb of time." He smiled.

"You are a madman!" Her heart was fluctuating violently, "Listen, either send me out or kill me! Who are you, why do you want to hand over the three divine swords to them?"

He was silent for a moment, and stepped forward to hold her in his arms. There were only three empty knife seats on the top.

"Those three knives have long been dead, and they are only their bodies. I used some methods to make them seem alive, so that they can deceive those warlocks who know how to identify the true and false. In this way, the emperor can calm down." He said slowly, blowing a breath ahead. The sensitive phosphorescent insects were frightened and fled, and the light on the stone platform disappeared. "The person waiting for you is not the emperor, but me."

She turned her head, and her angry and surprised eyes fell into his stone-like quiet eyes.

2

Who doesn’t meet a scumbag when he was young? Just like a monster who doesn’t meet a stinky Taoist priest when he was young?

Anyway, I lost when I fought with the Taoist priest.

Although I can't be considered a young monster. From a tree on Fulong Mountain to a banshee running around the ground at this moment, I can't tell you how many years have passed. Unfortunately, although I am old, I am not capable enough. Zimiao, who introduced me into the world, taught me many principles of the universe and humanity, but never taught me too many magics. At most, a butterfly was transformed into a flower. As for Ao Chi, who has regarded me as its private property, he never told me any reason, but only taught me how to turn a ray of light into a weapon that can split a huge rock, how to throw the enemy into the river like garbage in the shortest time, etc. He disdained any spells that Zimiao taught me, saying that flowers and butterflies cannot stop the enemy's swords. If you really like someone, you must try every means to let her learn to protect herself in this dangerous world.

If Ao Chi can be a little less annoying and can be a little like a responsible and respectable teacher, I think I would rather study hard with him. But he obviously can never do it. He is violent, rude, self-righteous, endless cramming teaching methods. Also, he is long-winded and very long-winded. As long as I get out of his supervision, such as going to the market at the foot of the mountain to eat a bowl of chaos, buying a pair of embroidered shoes, etc., he can poke my head angrily, and nag it before the meal that after the meal, it is always a damn thing that you have not learned the arts and go to the foot of the mountain alone. The most frustrating Taoist priest can make you, a monster, bleed - the rule he set for me is that before he thinks it is OK, I cannot leave Fulong Mountain at will without his personal supervision.

At that time, Ao Chi always reminded me of a domineering and neurotic hen, who used the simplest and most rude way to protect his young. And I always felt that even if one day I successfully cultivated into a powerful monster, he would not give up his identity as a guardian. Anyway, he could find ten thousand reasons to tie me to him forever.

But during that period, I was unwilling to be tied up by anyone.

I was used to Ao Chi's company, but it did not mean that I like him. Anyway, after his repeated long-winded scolding and counterattack of me that I would never show weakness, I completely determined to run away from home, and severely got rid of the domineering East China Sea evil dragon and put it into action.

I used the method he taught me to cover up my own traces and sneaked down Fulong Mountain. Before I left this familiar place, I didn't forget to eat a bowl of my favorite chicken soup wonton stew in the market at the foot of the mountain, and where I wanted to go. In the end, I didn't know where to go, as long as the place was far enough. I chose a direction casually and strided on the journey. Fulong Mountain was quickly left behind and could not see it even if I turned back.

From Zimiao Road, none of them took me to a place that was too far away. Crossing the mountains and rivers, listening to the singing of the villagers washing clothes by the stream, seeing the fields rolling with wheat waves, and walking through the bustling city of buildings. The young master in the clothes and horses and the beautiful woman in the lotus steps rendered the world beautifully. Everything made me very happy. When I was tired, I would fly for a while, and when I was tired, I would find a place to sleep. Travel without travel companions and destinations was not desolate.

Before I went to that place called Changhuan County, my journey was smooth and pleasant. Changhuan County had a festive name. But I didn't expect that finding a festive place would bring me a big disaster - a Taoist priest with a beard that could build a bird's nest was eyeing me. He pretended to be a hawker selling roast chicken legs, and used the guise of buying one and buying two for me to deceive me, who was inexperienced in the world.

I ate six chicken legs, one of which hid the stinky Taoist priest's talisman.

He chanted the spell and my stomach hurt once. I thought he was also one of those who caught monsters and went back to practice alchemy, but he said: Tree demon, if you are my disciple, I will untie your spell.

"Get out! As your apprentice, sooner or later, you will be bitten to death by the lice that emerges from your beard!" I cursed with cold sweat, and I was powerless to do anything to the talisman in my stomach. Yes, at that time, I was not the boss lady who is now in a glorious place, capable of being angry and calm, but just a little monster who has just broken free from the shadow of his relationship and is learning how to be a big monster that cannot be bullied casually. This "little" does not refer to age, but is a skill.

"Follow your master, you can eat chicken legs every day!" His tone was full of jokes, "Your food looks good, so it's okay for me to see it every day."

As a young man, I was like a firecracker that exploded at just a little bit, so how could I not be angry?

I used all the aggressive spells that Ao Chi taught me, endured my abdominal pain, and fought with the stinky Taoist priest to the earth. From the sunrise to the moon rise, from the roof to the mountains, my green gauze and his black robe traveled through the day and night, outlining the fierce battle of the back and forth on the sky and the ground.

Although I have worked very hard, I can't beat him.

If you can't beat it... if you can't beat it, just run away. What else can you do! So I jumped into the river. I am a natural swimmer. I am the kind who can win Olympic gold medals now. Who makes wood floating in the water is my natural attribute?

The turbulent river water pushed me forward quickly. As I was floating, I saw the stinky Taoist priest standing by the river and not chasing me.

Maybe he can't swim, I thought by luck.

But I forgot the talisman in my stomach. It was getting more and more violent. My intestines and stomach were about to rot. My consciousness and body began to weaken. The turbid river water choked into my mouth, and there was no strength to vomit.

Ao Chi may be right, this is really a world with hidden dangers everywhere.

The tree demon, who was not good at learning skills and lost his protector, thought at the last moment of losing consciousness, never to be Ao Chi knows that I actually died of six shameful chicken legs.

3

This man with a big beard, clothes and face seemed to be always unclean, saw me from the shore and returned home.

When he threw it onto the hard bed, I gradually showed signs of awakening, and I woke up completely due to serious fright. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw this guy cut a bright kitchen knife into my belly, his gestures as fast as lightning. I felt a cool breeze blowing through my stomach without any discomfort.

But, I still screamed, bounced up from the bed, pointed at him with my stomach, pale face, and couldn't say a word.

The man shook his hand, and a black shadow flew out at the same time with his kitchen knife. I was completely awake and clearly saw that the clumsy and greasy kitchen knife rolled in the air, cutting the black shadow in half, and finally slashed into the cutting board in the distance with a clang, with a very accurate drop. Behind it, the two halves of black talisman paper fell slowly, and when it touched the ground, it turned into smoke.
To be continued...