Chapter 121 Chapter 111 The Demonic Tribulation The Wandering Little Prince and the Fallen...
When Duan Zhiwei returned to the restaurant the next day, she saw a group of people in black robes sitting inside the restaurant. When they saw her coming back, they all stood up and politely saluted her, which scared her.
The black-robed leader bowed and said in a half-familiar Chang'an dialect: "Thank you, Madam Duan, for saving our young master's life."
She was stunned for a moment, and was pulled aside by Aunt Duan, who told her the whole story:
It turns out that the little wolf's father was a member of the royal family of the Yimin Kingdom. His biological mother died young, and when he was a child he ran away for fun and was abducted by a passing Hu merchant. The man took the whole way to Chang'an, and the Yimin people searched for him and finally found him.
Duan Zhiwei thought the story was too far-fetched, but when he looked at the group of black-robed people with curly hair and blue eyes, he began to believe it a little more.
She whispered, "Where's the little wolf?"
Aunt Duan: "I had a lot of fun at the Lantern Festival, but I got scared again when I came back. I went back to my room to sleep."
Duan Zhiwei stood up: "Then I'll go over to see him."
A group of people in black robes rushed in to follow her. Duan Zhiwei quickly said, "You are too scary here, please disperse."
The men in black robes looked at each other.
She gently opened the door to Xiaolang's room. He had his back to the door and seemed to be sleeping soundly, his body rising and falling. Duan Zhiwei approached slowly with light steps, only to find that his pillow was wet.
Duan Zhiwei suddenly recalled the first time he met the little wolf that year. The damn slave owner whipped his back with a whip, and the smell of blood filled the slave market. Even so, he never shed a tear.
He was brought back by Duan Zhiwei, his whole body burning hot, huddled in a corner. Duan Zhiwei cooked a pot of porridge, and his eyes were full of vigilance. In the end, he was so hungry that he grabbed the edge of the pot with both hands and drank it all in one breath.
As the days passed, the little wolf became familiar with everyone and worked very hard. He got up very early in the morning and was the first one to run to chop wood. The axe handle rubbed a thin layer of calluses on his palms. In winter, he was often the first one to run to the main room to light a fire, and the winter snow froze the tip of his nose red.
The little wolf could not remember his past, but only remembered the intense pain from being whipped and the cruel and vicious look of the slave owner. Later, he began to remember the laughter and joy in the Duan family restaurant; he remembered the fragrant aroma of various foods; he remembered that he began to have warm clothes to wear, a soft bed to sleep on, and someone cared for him in every possible way.
There is also a string of small copper bells under the eaves of the restaurant, which will ring softly when the wind blows.
Duan Zhiwei sighed and patted his back: "Little Wolf, stop crying."
He cried so hard that his eyes turned red, and he threw himself into Aunt Duan's arms: "I...I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay in the restaurant."
Aunt Duan's eyes also turned red, and the two of them hugged each other and cried sadly.
It was a windy day, and the tiles on the roof of the restaurant were blown away. His room was leaking, so Aunt Duan ran in quickly, held him in her arms and took him away, while she herself was soaked in the rain.
The little wolf liked to follow her and listen to her singing the unpleasant ballad that was out of tune. He didn't know what the ballad was called, so he just secretly named it "Mother".
Duan Zhiwei comforted him: "Don't be sad, little wolf. As long as you don't want to, no one can take you away."
She couldn't let those men in black robes take the little wolf away for the time being. She at least had to find out whether what they said was true or false.
Little Wolf raised his head from Aunt Duan's arms and asked, "Is it true?"
Duan Zhiwei patted his chest: "I promise you."
She asked Aunt Duan to stay here with her while she went out to continue negotiating with the group of men in black robes. Then she saw Pu Tao sneaking around the door holding the Jinhua cat.
She looked worried: "Ma'am, is Little Wolf really leaving?"
Duan Zhiwei stroked her head and said, "I won't leave for the time being, don't worry."
Pu Tao breathed a sigh of relief and looked around again: "Hey? Where is A Gu?"
"Maybe he's gone somewhere to play. Go look for him."
After Duan Zhiwei finished speaking, he continued to go to the door to negotiate with the group of men in black robes.
Everyone is standing at the door, and it’s impossible to do business.
The little bone monster felt a pain in its heart for a while, but then it felt better. It accompanied the little wolf into the room. The child buried his face in the pillow and cried sadly, fearing that the people in the restaurant would not accept him again.
As a very bad monster, it should be happy to see humans sad. However, when the little bone monster saw the little wolf hiding and crying secretly, he also felt a tightness in his chest and was extremely uncomfortable.
So the little bone demon decided to do something to make the little wolf happy.
The spring breeze in March splashes pink and new green on Qujiang River. From Wangjiang Pavilion to Qingxiao Pavilion, the spring scenery spreads out layer by layer. I heard that there are several gorgeous peonies hidden in the sea of flowers on the west slope. The little bone demon wants to pick a few of them. Maybe the little wolf will be happy.
It rode a black puppy all the way from Duan's Restaurant to Qujiang. The air was evaporated by the scorching sun into thick Sanle juice. It wiped the sweat from its head and headed into the sea of flowers on the west slope.
"A-choo." Thick pollen stained the tip of its nose, and it rubbed its nose.
Flowers are blooming on the west slope, but the precious peony is nowhere to be found. Today, it put on a bright yellow skirt and ran wildly among the flowers with the hem of its skirt lifted. The Zerg love the color yellow and chased it all the way.
"Hey, I can't hit you." The little bone monster turned back and challenged twice, then turned around and continued to run. As a result, he fell into a water pit and was covered in mud.
It lay in the pit for a long time, and finally struggled to get up and wiped the dirt off its body: "Stupid little wolf, it's all your fault."
The little bone demon was about to go back to the restaurant to change clothes, but then he thought that since he was already here, he should find the flowers first. The two stars in his eye sockets became firm:
"It's just a few broken flowers. I don't believe I can't find them."
It stepped on the soft soil, taking one deep step and one shallow step, and moved deeper into the sea of flowers. It was not until dusk that the little bone demon finally found a purple peony among a bunch of wild flowers. The flower disk was very large and beautiful.
"Take this back and everyone will be happy." It pulled the flower off with force, but angered the swarm of bees that were collecting nectar, and they were chased and stung all the way.
“It hurts, it hurts.”
Bones can also feel pain, okay? It rolled out of the sea of flowers, but the peony flowers in its arms were intact.
"Let's go back quickly, the sun is about to set." The little bone demon held the flowers, patted the mud spots on his body, turned around and ran towards the restaurant.
A net bag suddenly covered it and lifted it up.
The Turkic witch was holding a net bag, looking very angry, and looked at it with a distorted face: "Yinshan Bone Demon, what are you doing?"
The little bone demon took the opportunity to bite her finger. The witch let go of her hand in pain and it quickly fled towards the restaurant.
The witch was furious, and she took two Turkic soldiers with her to chase after the little bone monster. Soon the little bone monster was caught and dragged along the bumpy yellow soil of Qujiang. A spell-cast rope was tied around its neck, and it couldn't struggle free.
It was still tightly clutching the peony flower that had been broken into two pieces.
Everyone in the restaurant had been looking for the little bone monster for most of the day. The little wolf was already sad that he might be forced to leave the restaurant, and now that the little bone monster, with whom he ate and slept, was missing, he started to cry loudly.
Duan Zhiwei asked, "Did you leave for something urgent?"
Pu Tao shook his head: "It heard that the little wolf was very sad, and said it wanted to find something to make him happy."
The little wolf cried even more sadly.
"I'm afraid it's lost." Duan Zhiwei took the skirt that the little bone demon wore yesterday and put it under the nose of the Jinhua cat: "Can you find it?"
The Jinhua cat was furious: "You treat me like a dog."
"You two even drank together at Qinglong Temple. You have such a close relationship."
The Jinhua cat came closer and sniffed twice, then probed on the ground for a long time, all the way to the back door: "He went out through the back door."
Fortunately, there is still a lantern festival today and the curfew has been lifted. Under the heavy cover of night, everyone followed the Jinhua cat, walking and stopping all the way to the bank of Qujiang River.
The lanterns along the Qujiang River were as bright as day, and there were crowds of tourists. The ladies all wore extremely strong perfumes, which made the noses of Jinhua cats useless.
Finally, the little wolf picked up half a peony on the west slope. The petals were stained with some enchanting blue. The Jinhua cat said, "This is the blood of the demon tribe."
"Find it, and we must find it." The little wolf wiped his tears and showed a determined expression. He was still wearing his usual ordinary clothes, but suddenly he began to exude an oppressive aura.
Duan Zhiwei led everyone back home. The blue color of the petals was really ominous. She sat for half a day and decided to go to the Monster Catching Bureau.
It was clearly the middle of the night, but the Monster Catching Bureau was busier than the Lantern Festival. All kinds of strange people were running around inside, and soon a minor official in a green robe invited Duan Zhiwei in.
Dugu Zheng was standing with his hands behind his back in front of a star map. Next to him was a very tall man with strange long golden hair, but the ends of his hair were as shiny black as ink jade.
Duan Zhiwei didn't have time to look at him, but only stared at Dugu, holding up the half-blood-stained peony in his hand and said: "Law order..."
Dugu stretched out his hand to interrupt her. He asked the tall man next to him to go down first, and then said, "I know what you are here for."
"What?" Duan Zhiwei looked surprised.
Dugu looked at the star map on the wall again: "Chang'an is about to change, we must make full preparations in advance. The monster you are looking for will not come back, you should give up as soon as possible."
"Wait..." She was confused and wanted to say something, but was asked to leave by the green-robed official serving on the side.
It was a lively night with lanterns like falling stars. Duan Zhiwei came back holding the half peony flower. The little wolf was still awake. There were still some rough porcelain bowls piled up on the incense table in the restaurant. The little bone demon liked to eat with that bowl and often stole a piece of sugar cake and ran to give it to the little wolf who was working in the kitchen.
The man in black robe was gone, as he was called by the little wolf to go find the little bone monster.
Yuan Shenji also came back from his duty at the Lantern Festival. He just learned what happened today and comforted Xiaolang: "Tomorrow I will ask Jinwu to go look for him as well...but..."
Yuan Shenji's face darkened as he thought of the cunning and crafty Turkic man.
On the other side, the little bone demon was thrown into a cage:
"It hurts, it hurts! Be gentle!" It cursed as it was thrown into the iron cage. The Turkic witch looked down at it from outside the cage: "Yinshan Bone Demon, don't forget your mission."
There was nothing in the cage, not even a small piece of maltose. The little bone demon turned around in the cage and sat down in frustration.
It is now the most unlucky monster in Chang'an City, but it still wants to be a good monster.
At least, when it accidentally knocks over a bowl of hot soup again, someone will smile and serve it another bowl of sweeter soup.
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