Chapter 45 Three-in-one [including thanks 170,000, 170,000...

The fire of crow's cry?

For Yan Luoyue, this is a completely new term.

Although she was born with a puncture wound... ahem, a puncture wound in her egg, she was still young after all, her life scope was limited, and her knowledge accumulation was also limited.

Therefore, when Shen Jingxuan said "Crow's Cry Fire" in a matter-of-fact tone, Yan Luoyue's impression was blank.

As for Xiao Wu, he lives in seclusion, and it is unknown whether he has escaped from the illiteracy of this world.

It is really difficult for him to understand such an advanced course as "Crow's Cry Fire".

Shen Jingxuan looked at Yan Luoyue on the left, and at Xiao Wu on the right.

From the reactions of the two little idiots, she understood something.

"Haven't you heard that bedtime story? It is said that there is a magical treasure in the world that connects the fate of humans, demons, and devils, and is as long-lived as heaven and earth."

Yan Luoyue's expression became a little subtle as soon as she heard the beginning.

After all, as we all know, an opening like "There is a treasure in the world called xxx" can be called an ancestral opening.

Think of "The Lotus Lantern", "The Seven Calabash Brothers", and "The Book of Gods".

Which story doesn’t involve a chain of events triggered by “Once upon a time there was a treasure, bb”?

As soon as Yan Luoyue heard this opening, she knew that in the rest of the story, some trouble would revolve around this magic weapon.

Shen Jingxuan couldn't guess what Yan Luoyue was thinking, she was still telling stories to the two kids who were deprived of a childhood.

"This divine object is also called the Crow's Cry Fire. The golden crow was hatched from the heart of this flame, and the Crow's Cry Fire got its name from this."

"The second divine object is called the Falling Moon Tree. It has a spring of 100,000 years and an autumn of 100,000 years. The years increase day by day, and it goes on and on without end."

"As for the last treasure, there are many different opinions, and there is no unified statement. Because of this, the first treasure is very mysterious in the rumors. It is said that as long as you get it, you can realize all your wishes."

Having said this, Shen Jingxuan smiled.

When she was young, like countless other children who heard the story for the first time, she firmly believed that she would become the owner of the first magical treasure.

Looking back now, my childhood thoughts were so innocent and cute.

Yan Luoyue asked, "And then?"

Shen Jingxuan thought for a moment and said, "Thousands of years ago, the Demon Clan sealed the passageway and the Moon-falling Tree was also sealed in the Demon Realm."

"As for the Crow's Cry Fire—before the Demon-Subduing War began, the Crow's Cry Fire rained down from the sky and disappeared without a trace. To this day, the cultivation world still doesn't know why the Crow's Cry Fire collapsed, and can only guess that the demons were behind it."

Yan Luoyue and Xiao Wu had originally sat side by side, ready to listen to the story as if they were sharing fruit.

As a result, Shen Jingxuan finished speaking in just two sentences, which made her uncomfortable.

"And then?" Yan Luoyue asked, "Jingxuan, didn't you forget some other content?"

Shen Jingxuan was confused: "For example what?"

Yan Luoyue spoke freely: "For example, 'A young man from a mountain village suddenly broke into the palace of the God King. Everyone scolded him for being frivolous, but they found that he actually controlled the Crow's Cry Fire with his left hand and developed the Falling Moon Wood with his right hand. The world was shocked. The God King immediately bowed down and said: Welcome my Lord to bring back such a divine treasure'... something like that?"

“…”

Shen Jingxuan pondered for a moment, then reached out and touched Yan Luoyue's forehead.

"Didn't you get splashed with poison just now?"

Otherwise, why would the child suddenly start talking nonsense?

Xiao Wu can confirm that Yan Luoyue was not splashed with poison.

In his mind, there couldn't be any problem with Yan Luoyue's logic.

...Then he is the only one with a problem.

Touching his ears, Xiao Wu wondered doubtfully: Since when did I start having indirect auditory hallucinations?

Shen Jingxuan patted Yan Luoyue's head and flatly denied her guess.

"That's not true at all! The Crow's Cry Fire and the Falling Moon Wood are both divine treasures that have existed since the creation of the world. I have never heard of any great being able to control them. Besides, there are no God Kings in the world of cultivation!"

Looking at the little sister whose head was full of wonderful ideas, Shen Jingxuan pulled her aside.

The little nun took a step forward, walked around the dead roots and scorched leaves left by the magic, and began to look for the "exit" that the little witch had mentioned.

As for Yan Luoyue, she had just defeated the big boss and was not in a hurry to find an exit.

She followed her in-game habit and looked around to see if there was any dropped equipment nearby.

Xiao Wu didn't know what Yan Luoyue was looking for, but he followed her closely.

Noticing the shadow that had been lingering beside him, Yan Luoyue straightened up and asked, "How's the injury on your hand?"

Xiao Wu suddenly hid his wrist behind his body: "It's not bleeding anymore."

Even though the skin and flesh are still turned inside out and torn, that's not a problem.

He has been injured for various reasons since he was a child.

To Xiao Wu, wounds and pain are like brothers who follow him everywhere and have almost never left him.

Yan Luoyue frowned and said, "Let me see. I have some ointment here, it won't hurt, just apply it and it will be fine."

I don't know what nerve these words touched in Xiao Wu, causing him to jump back suddenly like a stretched and stiff elastic snake!

——How could he show her the wound?

With such poisonous blood flowing in it, even if he got close to her, it would be an unforgivable disrespect.

The reason why he jumped into the magic circle without hesitation was that he was afraid that some monster would endanger her life.

Now that we have finally eliminated the most difficult enemy, we can't let him become the threat himself, right?

Yan Luoyue's mind turned, and she quickly figured out why Xiao Wu was unwilling to let her get close to him.

...Well, after all, when they met for the first time, Xiao Wu only looked at Yan Luoyue once and lost half of her life value on the spot.

Under such conditions, it is difficult to change the impression that "this girl is fragile".

Therefore, it is normal for Xiao Wu to not trust her life force.

Yan Luoyue took out several boxes of sweet and delicious paste from the storage bag and threw them to him one by one.

"Okay, I won't read it then. You have to take the medicine for yourself... Wait, the medicine is for you to use now! If you like it, I can give you a few hundred more boxes."

As soon as Xiao Wu received the medicine box, his first reaction was to wrap it up carefully and put it deep in his arms.

Yan Luoyue was so amused that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry: Where did they learn this hamster habit?

If she remembered correctly, snakes should be the natural enemies of hamsters.

Xiao Wu took the medicine box as seriously as he was wrapping it, and wanted to use it to bandage his own wounds. The cut on his wrist should have started to heal now.

Following Yan Luoyue's urging, Xiao Wu opened the lid with great care and applied a little bit of "medicine" on his wrist.

Yan Luoyue instructed him, "Apply more. It's free. I'll give you a few thousand boxes, okay?" while talking to Xiao Wu.

"Look, I already know who you are, and you already know who I am. What's your full name, can you please tell me?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Xiao Wu's hand that was preparing the medicine suddenly stopped.

He tried to save her by saying, "You, you are wrong. I, I am not the snake you are thinking of."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Manshuang realized there was an obvious flaw in her words.

“…”

He was about to take a breath but couldn't stop, as if he wanted to permanently erase the stupid crying self from the previous moment, and also wanted to permanently erase the self who couldn't bear it at this moment.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Logically, she shouldn't have asked, "How do you know I'm talking about a snake?"

...Goodbye.

Even through a layer of mummy packaging, Yan Luoyue could tell that Xiao Wu was humiliated and angry to death.

Yan Luoyue felt that if she wanted to make a joke, Xiao Wu might dig a hole with his bare hands and crawl into it to prove himself, performing the classic song "Look, I'm not a snake, but an earthworm."

After coughing, Yan Luoyue changed the subject: "What's your name?"

“…”

Under the bandage, the blood that had just surged up on Xiao Wu's face faded away like a tide.

Xiao Wu half lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said in a tone that showed he knew he was different: "I don't have a name."

“…”

After answering this question, Xiao Wu stopped thinking and deliberately ignored Yan Luoyue's gaze.

The only thing he didn't want to see was surprise, rejection, and perhaps even disgust.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

Xiao Wu understood a long time ago how terrible it is for others to reject you.

——The thing that nearly killed him several times.

Language is the basic rule that is universally accepted in this world. He almost died because of his inability to understand the language.

Writing is a more advanced communication skill, and he has suffered a lot because of not understanding writing.

As for the name... this is the default rule accepted by everyone.

In his inherited memory, he seemed to have no name.

The word "Wu" left the deepest impression on him, and he was willing to use it as his surname.

Yan Luoyue was surprised to find that Xiao Wu's shoulders were tense and slightly leaning forward, as if he was mentally prepared to withstand the attack.

It seems that he really cares about not having a name.

The girl waved her hand slowly in front of the white veil: "As for the name, you can use it if you like."

"It can be a nickname from your family, a nickname from your friends, or a few words you don't like... Even if your name is Dara Bengba Bande Bedi Dobiruon, at most people will put it in a song!"

The slight fear that had just risen in Xiao Wu's heart was instantly washed away by the long name "Dala Bangba something something".

He raised it and said in confusion: "...Ah?"

There is actually such a name in the world? Is this person from the demon world?

Yan Luoyue realized that he had strayed from the topic and rubbed the tip of his nose hastily.

"Well, what I mean is, since there's no name, why not just give it one?"

As soon as the words fell, even through a layer of white gauze, Yan Luoyue could feel that Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up.

She dared to bet that if the little witch had a silly hair like an antenna on his head, he would stand here straighter than the parade soldiers.

Xiao Wu's upper body leaned towards Yan Luoyue, unable to conceal his bursting desire.

The boy held his breath almost devoutly and made the request carefully.

"Well, can I ask you to give me a name?"

He quickly added: "If you're bothered, then that's not necessary. I just heard you say that names can be given between friends... I just... I hope..."

He hoped that they could be friends.

"Of course you are my friend. We just teamed up to kill monsters! And naming is not a problem at all." Yan Luoyue smiled with her eyes narrowed.

The little witch looked at her through the white veil without blinking, and felt that the little girl's face was as bright as ten moons.

The little girl lifted her chin up in high spirits and shook her index finger rhythmically: "I'm telling you, I'm the best at naming!"

Not far away, Shen Jingxuan's back suddenly shook when he heard this boastful declaration.

She first looked at "Xiao Ming's water reservoir" on the ground, and thought of the "shy mimosa quietly opening and closing" that she had not yet obtained.

Finally, Shen Jingxuanlian thought of the invincible pseudonym "Koukoukou" and cast two extremely shocked and complicated glances at Yan Luoyue.

From a certain perspective, Yan Luoyue was right.

When it comes to naming, she's really amazing.

Yu Xiaowu's surname is Wu, and many good names suddenly popped up in Yan Luoyue's mind.

Like "Lich King", "Witch Chief of Badong Gorge", "Ximen Bao Governs Ye" (Witches don't sink into the river anymore, how did this name get in?), "Clouds and Rain in Wushan"... well, the last one won't work.

In the end, for some unknown reason, an ancient poem popped into Yan Luoyue's mind.

At this moment, she displayed her highest naming level to date.

Yan Luoyue said: "There is a poem called 'The moon sets, the crows cry, and the sky is full of frost'."

"It's a coincidence that today we have 'Luo Yue' and 'Wu Ti'. Your last name is Wu, not Wu... What do you think of the name 'Wu Man Shuang'?"

"Okay." Xiao Wu nodded, "My name is Wu Manshuang."

"Hey, if you don't want to shop around, you should at least pick one out."

Yan Luoyue laughed, feeling that Fang was really sincere and would not hesitate to suffer losses when dealing with people.

"This one has a name, I can prepare a basket of names for you to choose from."

"I like this name." Wu Manshuang repeated firmly, "From now on, my name will be Wu Manshuang."

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Not long after, Shen Jingxuan pushed aside the layers of dead vines and branches and found the exit.

After Luoyue took back Xiao Ming's water tank, he found traces left by Wu Chunhui over the years in a nearby stone cave.

The cave was simply furnished with only a wooden bed, a wooden stool and a wooden box.

Wu Chunhui's storage bag is hung on the wall.

The owner is dead, and the storage bag is untied.

Yan Luoyue turned the bag upside down and shook it, and the items inside instantly piled up into a small mountain.

Most of the space in the storage bag is filled with branches of the magical tree.

One end of the branch has been peeled off, revealing the green inner core, just waiting to be planted in the soil to take root and sprout.

It can be seen that the swaying flower forest was indeed planted by Wu Chunhui himself.

The remaining small part is all personal belongings.

Yan Luoyue found two sets of clothes, a few worthless magic weapons, a dozen spirit stones, a large cake that had grown moldy and dried (?), and...

There is also a scroll and a beast head ring.

When you unfold the scroll, you can see the woman in it smiling like a flower, with her clothes fluttering in the wind, as if she will jump out of the painting at any moment.

Her belly was slightly bulging, with her right hand resting on it, and there was a gentle yet strong maternal quality between her brows.

Judging from the signature, this painting was created fifty years ago.

The magical forest was planted within ten years.

Considering this period of time, Wu Chunhui had been recruited by Gu Shu as a lackey for no more than ten years.

Perhaps fifty years ago, Wu Chunhui had not stumbled into this place by mistake.

Perhaps he really has a wife who loves him very much, and the couple is deeply in love and will soon welcome their beloved child.

In the illusion created by the ancient tree, in the end there was only a lady with a big belly, but no innocent and lovely child... It is hard to say what accident happened in the past.

In any case, Wu Chunhui has died as a demon, and his beloved wife has only left behind a painting, the signature of which is fifty years ago.

He could not tell his story, and future generations can only guess.

Yan Luoyue shook his head and sighed, then turned his gaze to the ring.

To prevent her memory from being wrong, she took out another ring from her storage bag and compared it.

Yes, two identical beast head rings.

The difference is that Yan Luoyue's coin is made of black iron, while Wu Chunhui's coin is made of silver.

It was an unexpected discovery that Wu Chunhui had once been the Silver Champion of the Silver Light Arena.

However, the fighting entertainment industry in this world is so developed that the Silver Light Arena is a chain of large arenas. It is normal for a monk living near Yunning Daze to have a beast head ring in his hand.

Taking this into account, Yan Luoyue opened the only box in the room.

As soon as the lid of the heavy box popped open, the things stuffed inside popped out spontaneously, and a large pile even fell to the ground, causing Yan Luoyue to open her mouth into an "o" shape.

"Little Wu, come here." Yan Luoyue waved to Wu Manshuang who was standing outside her steps.

Yan Luoyue asked mysteriously, "Have you ever opened a blind box?"

Wu Manshuang:?

The box was filled with storage bags.

Some of the storage bags were of a style that was popular hundreds of years ago, and were covered with uncleaned dirt. It was estimated that Wu Chunhui had dug them out of the ground later.

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang sat on the ground in a row, opening various storage bags.

Yan Luoyue felt that this time, she had opened all the blind boxes for the next ten years.

If they can find the monk's personal information in the bag, the two will pack the things back intact and put them aside, waiting for notices to be posted in the future for the family to claim the relics.

If there are no items related to the identity of a monk in the bag, they will take out everything and have a look.

It’s not a big deal to just take a look at this, Yan Luoyue really opened my eyes and I learned a lot.

For example, in the storage bag of a certain unknown person, Yan Luoyue found a red bellyband, a yellow bellyband, a purple bellyband, a bellyband with a pattern of swimming birds... In addition, there were also numerous handkerchiefs, sachets, stockings, and embroidered shoes.

Why could Yan Luoyue be sure that this cultivator would never use these things himself?

That’s because, of course, the models of bellybands are all different!

Not to mention that many fabrics were stained with makeup and wine.

At the bottom of the storage bag were deer antlers, tiger penis, and [嘩——], which made Yan Luoyue keep looking at her phone during the entire subway ride.

Fortunately, this monk still had some sense of privacy and did not store anything related to his identity in the storage bag.

It seems that he also knows that if the storage bag is lost one day, it will be a large-scale sexual death.

Some monks are wilder.

Perhaps because the young man had just left home and had nothing in his storage bag, he wrote quite a few diaries.

The owner of the diary named himself "The Only True Lord in the Universe Who Can Make the Sky Collapse and the Earth Sink as Thunder and Lightning Flash" and called the girl he liked "The Mysterious Lady Who Can Make the Sky Collapse as Ice and Dream as Glass as a Thousand Roses".

In the first battle fought by this "True Lord" out of his humble abode, he endured humiliation and joined forces with the "Palace Master with Crooked Nose" and the "Blood-crazy Demon" to defeat the "Plaster Thief of the Evil Swamp".

Based on the species, Yan Luoyue restored the scene.

She felt that Fang might be near the seal of the demon world, and happened to run into two crooked-mouthed demons and a blood-sucking demon, and found that these two monsters were beating a group of mud drills.

Then this "True Lord" took advantage of an opportunity, picked up a half-dead creature in the mud and ran away. This laid the foundation for the first battle of "His fame and achievements are so great that all the nine realms are shocked. This boy is not an ordinary person."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

She deeply realized that the storage bags in the world of cultivation were like the D drives of modern people's computers. They were ultimate secrets that needed to be kept secret and burned by friends after death.

To be honest, Yan Luoyue has already started thinking: If she creates a storage bag that self-destructs after its owner dies, can she break the market pattern and create a sales legend?

While he was mumbling, Yan Luoyue realized that Wu Manyhuang was silently flipping through a book.

There are many intertwined human figures drawn on the book.

Yan Luoyue's eyes just glanced at the pages of the book and froze on the spot.

Wait, this should be the legendary...

Noticing Yan Luoyue's gaze, Wu Manshuang explained, "It seems like a cultivation method, but I still don't understand the route of the spiritual energy."

"No……"

Yan Luoyue took the thick picture book with a twitching mouth.

She closed the book and looked at the cover: It clearly read: "The most complete set of 9,999 fire avoidance maps in the world of cultivation, a divine book you cannot miss! You only need to read one copy of it in your lifetime. Buy it! Buy it!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Huh? So in your world of cultivation, there is also this kind of light novel-like naming style?

Besides, little snake can’t read this kind of book!

…………

What’s more, Yan Luoyue actually drew a hidden version from this pile of blind boxes.

The identity of the owner of the “blind box” is unknown, and the storage bags also come in a variety of styles.

The rest of this person's collection was unremarkable, except for two "mirror tree seeds" mixed in with ordinary flower seeds, which greatly inspired Yan Luoyue's thinking.

As Yan Luoyue grows older, her life safety is increasingly guaranteed.

In comparison, she no longer had the previous advantage of reducing blood in proportion to the damage and being able to defeat the enemy with one strike.

Plus, she will be turning five soon, so her health points will soon reach a full 100,000 points.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously not cost-effective to exchange blood with the enemy.

It's worth a try if it deducts the same amount of blood.

The heart stone that Yan Luoyue found in Yingshang that year was a very good material for proportional blood reduction, but it could not realize the concept of equal blood exchange.

Under such premise, Yan Luoyue needs a main material that can be used for the latter.

The "mirror fruit" is a very good object.

This kind of fruit only grows on mirror trees. The fruit has a reflective metallic color, and is perfectly divided into black and white in the middle, just like the one that Snow White's stepmother gave her.

The most interesting thing is that no matter what kind of scar someone makes on the fruit, it will be exactly the same on the other half of the fruit.

This kind of fruit is extremely rare in itself, and the tree species is even rarer. I don’t know how it got mixed into the pearl flower seeds.

Fortunately, Yan Luoyue was very sharp and was able to identify it from a pile of seeds at once. Otherwise, this seed, which had been covered in dust for so long, would never see the light of day.

Yan Luoyue carefully collected all the storage bags whose owners could be identified, preparing to return them with notices posted on them.

As for the storage bags whose identities could not be confirmed, Yan Luoyue only took away the materials that interested her, and gave the rest, including the bags, to Wu Manshuang.

Seeing that Wu Manyhuang was determined to refuse, Yan Luoyue had no choice but to symbolically take some spirit stones.

Over the years, she has been refining magic tools and storage bags, and selling monster killers. Her wealth has long been considered wealthy.

In contrast, Sheshe, who had not even received nine years of compulsory education, was so poor that his entire body was covered in tatters of cloth.

"These are standard storage bags without any markings. If you are short of money in the future, you can sell the storage bags and earn eleven or twelve spirit stones."

Yan Luoyue walked out while mumbling:

"As for the magic weapons you don't need, don't sell them to pawnshops, or they'll lower your price! Try to understand how to use the magic weapons, and then go to the market to set up a small stall - I think Yuemingji is a good choice - and then you can negotiate a good price with people and sell them..."

Wu Manshuang was always facing Yan Luoyue's direction. She nodded seriously every time she spoke a word, as if what she said was accidental and some advanced martial arts, which made Yan Luoyue feel a little guilty.

...Speaking of which, such a solid little snake, if it doesn't sell something, it will also get itself involved, right?

She remembered that Wu Manshuang seemed to be very generous even though she was poor since she was a child.

When he really had nothing to exchange, he would leave a piece of his own snake scale as a souvenir.

He threw the super beautiful jade snake scales everywhere, but Yan Luoyue had already collected all of them.

Yan Luoyue stepped out of the stone cave with a sigh. When he looked up, he saw Shen Jingxuan sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and reciting scriptures, as if he was praying for the ancient tree that had ascended to heaven.

As a monk, Jingxuan is indeed compassionate...

Before Yan Luoyue could finish this thought, her half-opened smile froze at the corner of her lips.

Well, if I heard correctly, it seems that the sutra that Jingxuan recited is not the sutra for salvation, but the sutra for subduing demons, right?

Does “eradicate all demons” mean “I will not let you go even to the depths of hell”?

Hearing Yan Luoyue's silence, Shen Jingxuan bowed eleven times and stood up calmly:

"Amitabha, Luoyue, Donor Wu, have you finished your work?"

Yan Luoyue knew that the little nun observed the precepts, lived a clean and vegetarian life, and did not hoard property:

"Yes. If I find some suitable materials, I can make you a Zen staff."

Shen Jingxuan nodded with a smile.

She suggested, "Although the evil spirits have been exorcised here, some newcomers may mistakenly enter here. Why don't we go back to the entrance and put up some signs along the way to prevent future donors from suffering."

There is no need to mark it.

After returning to school, Yan Luoyue will report this matter to the elders.

When the time comes, Gui Yuanzong will send his servants to seal this nest directly.

However, Shen Jingxuan's words reminded Yan Luoyue.

"Well, that magical forest, why don't we tear it down first?"

The other two had no objection to Yu Yanluoyue's opinion.

They walked together towards the woodland.

Among them, Yan Luoyue walked briskly: the exit has been found, as long as the magic forest is demolished, she can go home.

Wu Manshuang's steps were a little sticky, and her eyes under the white veil occasionally drifted towards Yan Luoyue.

Now that he was out of danger, he actually hoped that this journey could be longer, longer.

As for Shen Jingxuan...

"Jingxuan." Yan Luoyue called her for the umpteenth time, "You're going in the wrong direction."

"……oh."

Some people hoped the road would be shorter, some hoped it would be longer, and some kept wondering along the way: Is this the road we took? I don’t think it was going in this direction.

With this feeling in mind, people finally arrived at the edge of the fantasy forest.

Shen Jingxuan looked at the forest, and saw thousands of phantom images forming on the branches.

The violent nun raised her fists together like two gushing fire dragons, fighting alone against the swaying ancient tree in a state of complete victory. Her movements were powerful and strong, and she looked very heroic.

After just looking at the illusion, Shen Jingxuan twisted his Buddha beads and closed his eyes and recited the word "Bodhisattva".

"If a poor nun's six senses are not in good condition, his cultivation is not thorough, and his mind is shaken."

Yan Luoyue faced the flower forest and the illusion changed.

This time, the protagonist in the short drama is still Yan Yu.

Miss Yan Yu held a rolling pin in her hand, with a friendly smile on her face, and said softly:

"Since Luoyue has returned so soon, I will at most give you a beating, but I will never peel off your shell and turn you into a meatball."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue screamed and covered her face: "What, this is all I can do in the illusion?!"

The only person who had the two advantages of keeping his head down was Wu Man Shuang. His eyes were fixed on the ground and he refused to raise his head.

Since we came out together, we must die together.

How could Yan Luoyue allow him to remain unscathed?

In an instant, someone stretched out a sinful hand towards Wu Manshuang's vest and grabbed the hem of his shawl forcefully.

Wu Man Shuang was caught off guard. She staggered and the hood on her head naturally slipped off. Her posture unconsciously changed from looking down to looking straight ahead.

Wu Manshuang's voice even changed slightly: "Don't touch—"

At this moment, the instigator grabbed the white veil behind his head and pulled it away with joy!

"Next time, don't tie a slipknot."

A playful rising voice sounded behind Wu Manshuang.

The little girl jumped away from behind him nimbly, laughing with wicked joy.

Wu Manshuang didn't even have time to turn around. When he saw the magical flower tree, his first reaction was to widen his eyes.

"!!!"

In an instant, the overlapping peach blossom forests turned into a lush and green turtle forest.

On thousands of outstretched branches, there are clusters of light green little turtledoves, no bigger than the mouth of a cup.

There were so many little turtles that the branches were bent down.

When the wind blew, the little turtles fell on the thick pile of fallen leaves with a crackling sound, slowly stretched out their round heads and flat claws from their shells, and crawled around leisurely.

“…”

This scene instantly shocked everyone present.

Wu Manshuang hurriedly closed the door and fumbled around trying to get back the white veil.

Shen Jingxuan stopped reciting the scriptures, his face showing confusion, unable to figure it out.

As for Yan Luoyue, she let out a loud sigh and deliberately picked up Wu Manshuang's white gauze strip, waving it back and forth in his hand.

"Oh, you said you're not a little snake."

Yan Luoyue teased with a tone of seeing through everything: "Then do you mean to say that our natural enemy, the crocodile or weasel of our clan, wants to use so many little turtles to hold a banquet?"

“…”

Wu Manshuang took great effort and finally got back the white cloth that had covered her.

He silently tied the white veil around his eyes.

This time, he had seven big knots tied behind his head.

Then, Wu Manshuang pulled up the cloak and pulled it down.

Until he tightly wrapped his head with his cloak and arms, his aura and appearance became more like a turtle demon than Yan Luoyue, a pure black turtle. He answered in an imperceptible voice: "...I, I am a little snake."

After answering, Wu Manshuang tightly closed her mouth and said nothing more.

Afterwards, when they set out to destroy the troublesome fantasy forest, Wu Manshuang took the lead, riding away the dust, setting an example, and showing unparalleled courage.

In this charity event, Wu Man Shuang made great contributions that cannot be underestimated, which made Yan Luoyue look at her with new eyes.

"Wow——" Yan Luoyue was shocked and shared her discovery with Shen Jingxuan, "I was just playing a prank, but I didn't expect it to have such an indirect effect!"

Shen Jingxuan thought about it for a while.

The little nun patted Yan Luoyue's shoulder and advised her: "Luoyue, just be a turtle."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

…………

After finishing all the finishing work, people left the nest through the exit.

Yan Luoyue raised her head and saw the deep blue sky and the twinkling stars above her again, and she let out a long breath unconsciously.

It was not until she stood on the ground for the first time and smelled the fresh scent of grass in the water that Yan Luoyue realized how much she missed the human world.

At least the human world is not like the demon world. As soon as Yan Luoyue steps on the ground, he can tell the directions clearly!

Shaking his head with deep emotion, Yan Luoyue turned to Wu Manyhuang, and the little snake made an invitation.

"Are you out there alone? If not, come with me."

The turtle tribe is quite Buddhist in their approach to things. They let guests in when they come and don’t keep them when they leave.

If the little snake is willing, he can live well in the turtle tribe.

Besides, Yan Luoyue is super rich, so helping his friends for a while is not a problem at all.

Upon hearing Yan Luoyue's invitation, Wu Manyang shuddered.

This was an invitation he had never dared to hope for even in his best dreams.

As long as he is willing to take a step forward, even just nod, the fantasy will come true.

However, when Wu Manshuang lowered her head, the first thing she saw was her hands wrapped in bandages.

In an instant, my burning heart seemed to fall into an icy cave, becoming endlessly cold.

It was neither reasonable nor moral for him to refuse any of her requests.

cocoa.

Wu Manshuang lowered her head and shook it with difficulty.

"Ah...you don't want to?"

Yan Luoyue was a little disappointed, but didn't force it.

After all, she also knew that some people would prefer to be single if the necessary living conditions were met.

Yan Luoyue quickly asked, "Where do you live? Can you tell me? I'll come visit you during the holidays."

"You..." Wu Manshuang opened her mouth and found that her throat was hoarse and even speaking was a bit difficult. "Don't look for me anymore."

"It's good for everyone if they never meet me."

He knew that Yan Luoyue was courageous, careful, brave, and smart.

So Wu Manshuang took off her gloves from under her hood as she spoke, stretched out her right hand, lightly touched the back of Yan Luoyue's hand with her fingertips, and quickly pulled her hand back.

The effect of this was immediate.

Yan Luoyue widened his eyes, raised his head slightly, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the blood streak on his head.

In just less than half a second of contact, her health points dropped by more than a thousand in an instant!

Nope.

When she was little and had only a little life left, the little snake looked at her twice and she was doomed.

Now her health bar has reached 10,000, and it’s still only enough to be touched by the little snake?

Yan Luoyue looked at Wu Manshuang in shock: Friend, isn't your growth rate a bit unreasonable? !

Wu Manshuang whispered, "This is the toxicity after I have controlled it to the maximum extent possible."

Taking a deep breath, as if she felt that these words were enough to explain everything, Wu Manshuang turned around decisively and ran away.

"Oh, no, wait a minute—"

Yan Luoyue quickly recovered from the shock, and his first reaction was to stop Wu Manshuang and discuss something with him.

For example, what material are the leather gloves he uses to isolate poisons made of? As a weapon maker, she can help her make them.

For example, when does its toxicity reach its strongest state, and under what conditions is it relatively weak? This can be used to control variables for experiments.

The most important thing is that her health bar is about to reach 100,000, so a damage of 1,000 is no big deal!

As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems.

Stay, everything will be solved.

However, before Yan Luoyue could say any words to persuade her to stay, Wu Manshuang quickly pulled down the white veil covering her and looked at her intently.

His eyes, as black as obsidian, were soaked with a thin layer of tears, reflecting the light, making them look even brighter and more noble.

The paralyzing effect of his gaze made Yan Luoyue freeze on the spot.

Even so, Yan Luoyue could clearly see that Wu Manyhuang was filled with sadness that was difficult to describe in words.

"……thank you."

After saying this, Wu Manshuang immediately turned into a small snake.

The little green snake was still as green and translucent as when I first saw it, except that its body had grown a lot longer.

If he had a tail in the past, it could have been worn on Yan Luoyue's wrist as a bracelet.

So now, if he was willing to wrap it around Yan Luoyue's arm properly, it would look like a jade bracelet.

The little green snake burrowed into the withered grass and soon disappeared.

The paralysis effect only lasted for a few seconds, and Yan Luoyue's stiff body regained its softness.

She pushed aside the grass to take a closer look, and sure enough, the little snake was nowhere to be found.

Yan Luoyue stomped her foot heavily - this Medusa's attributes were weird, she was actually trapped in a paralyzed state.

She will start the furnace tonight and make a pair of sunglasses with full resistance!

Shen Jingxuan walked up and patted Yan Luoyue's shoulder to comfort her.

"The witch has the heart to suppress evil and care for the people."

"I can guess that he does this for my own good." Yan Luoyue said a little frustrated.

After all, neither Shen Jingxuan nor Wu Manyhuang knew that Yan Luoyue's life value increased by 10 every year.

This is also the reason why Shen Jingxuan let Wu Manshuang leave and did not try to keep him for Yan Luoyue.

Yan Luoyue still felt a little depressed.

It's like seeing a kitten that you have always liked and often hang out with for a few years slip away from you for the first time.

The key point, she knew, was that the cat was just fine.

Cats have to rummage through trash cans, walk quietly around the least noticeable corners, and when they are sick they can only lick their own fur.

Moreover, the pet owner didn’t even spend money to enroll it in cram school!

This cat is very likely to be illiterate and may not have memorized the multiplication table yet!

His chaotic gaze suddenly fixed on a certain part, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind were suddenly interrupted.

Yan Luoyue looked at the target in her field of vision, shook her head and smiled helplessly with relief.

Shen Jingxuan looked at her inquiringly, but before he could ask, "Why is Luoyue laughing?"

Then Yan Luoyue straightened up, holding a pair of tweezers in her hand. The tip of the tweezers was twisting a piece of green and crystal snake scales.

"The fourth piece." Yan Luoyue murmured.

The piece of snake scale that was obtained before has become difficult to find because the scent left on it has gradually faded over the years.

However, if you really fall asleep, you will hit the pillow.

Yan Luoyue didn't expect that the little green snake had never changed its habit of dropping a piece of snake scales on her wherever it went.

Shen Jingxuan took a step closer to Yan Luoyue and heard the little sister mumbling something.

"I won't wait until I have all seven pieces to summon the dragon - as soon as this year is over, I will kidnap someone instead of buying it!"

Shen Jingxuan: ???

She seemed to have heard some illegal thoughts just now?