"Hmph."
At this moment, Da Bao returned to his little nest, grumbling. When he saw the vast expanse of chaotic bamboo forest, his little eyes widened suddenly, and he happily took off on the spot.
"Hmph! Hmph!"
Da Bao, wriggling a lump of black and white pork belly, leaped into Qin Shou's arms.
Qin's small body was no match for the Chaos Beast's pounce, and its little chest heaved.
"Holy crap! Da Bao, be gentle!"
Qin Shou angrily slapped Da Bao's bottom.
"Hmph hmph."
Da Bao wiggled its bottom, snuggled its head affectionately into Qin Shou's arms, and pulled Qin Shou's arm to drag it to its new territory, gesturing with its little paws.
"You mean you want me to use this bamboo to build you a new house?"
"Hmph, hmph." Yes, yes.
"Hmph, you really are fickle."
Qin Shou snorted coldly.
"Hmph hmph."
"Okay, okay, I'll build you a house tomorrow."
"Hmph, hmph." You're so nice.
Da Bao happily rubbed against Qin Shou.
"Hmph hmph hmph." You pet me, and I'll pet you today.
......
The back mountain.
Yi Cheng, like a happy, chubby butterfly, fluttered her little arms and ran to the back mountain.
Shouting from afar:
"Big Brother, the goose is back!"
Changsheng had just finished his work and was washing his face by the well when he saw Yicheng arrive. He put down his towel and said with a smile, "Junior Sister is back!"
"Yes, the goose is back."
"Senior Brother, look what this is?"
Yi Cheng proudly displayed the "King of Backers" token, saying, "This is a gold medal that Si Wu gave to the goose, isn't it huge! Si Wu said this gold medal can be exchanged for a hundred mountains of meat buns!"
"Goose, goose, goose! Siwu has even given the goose a very, very high official position!"
"Senior brother, aren't you envious?"
Yi Cheng raised her eyebrows and boasted with a smug look on her face.
"I'm so envious, so very envious."
Changsheng smiled and echoed.
He sometimes really marvels at how his junior sister manages to never grow up and is always so happy.
Chang Sheng looked up and sighed softly, "Alas, time..."
"Senior brother, senior brother, come here, I have something to tell you secretly."
Yi Cheng hooked her little finger.
Changsheng listened attentively.
Yi Cheng whispered in Chang Sheng's ear, "Senior Brother, Si Wu said that the gold medal he made for the goose is bigger than everyone else's, goose, goose, goose..."
Longevity: ..........
"Wow! Junior sister, you're amazing!"
"Hehehe~~~"
Yi Cheng, hands on her chubby waist, laughed loudly, and with her last words, "Hey? Senior Brother, it's been so long! How come you're still only at the Qi Refining Realm?", she successfully sent Chang Sheng back to his bed in the room.
"Achoo~"
At this moment, Master Roshi, who had drunk some wine at noon and was sunbathing under a tree with the blue ox in his original form, slowly opened his eyes, transformed back into his original form, stretched, and saw a smiling man saying:
"Hey, our little tyrant from the mountain is back!"
"Yes, the goose is back."
"Grandpa Turtle, look, what's this?"
"The goose told the bud that this token was made for it by Siwu. Now the goose is the 'King of Backing' of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty! Goose, goose, goose..."
Yi Cheng then boasted for half an incense stick's time.
......
At night, the lights shone brightly.
The courtyard was bathed in moonlight and filled with a feast.
Qin Shou and the others, along with the thirteen demons of Majiang Mountain, took their seats in turn. Little Fatty was still hanging on the tree, while Da Mei stood below feeding her grapes.
Little Fatty ate with great relish, completely forgetting the pain in his bottom.
Qin Shou looked around and felt somewhat gratified.
These thirteen great demons had all reached the Golden Core realm. Although they had all suffered many injuries on this trip, they had all managed to return alive.
"The goose wants to talk!"
At this moment, Yi Cheng stood up, holding a wine jar, and said in a soft but firm voice, "Goose wants to thank its good friends. They were willing to come down from the mountain to help Goose. Si Wu said that although they are clearly weak, they are willing to go through fire and water for Goose. They are loyal and good monsters. This friendship is very precious..."
Yi Cheng rambled on and on, which surprised Qin Shou, who smiled.
The current Yi Cheng is much better than when she first came to the mountain and caused her so much trouble. Although her mind is still like that of a child, this may not necessarily be a bad thing for her.
How many people in this world yearn to live a happy and simple life but cannot attain it...?
"The goose's dried, you can eat as you like!"
Yi Cheng picked up the wine jar and started drinking it down with a "clang, clang".
"To Sister Chengyi!!!"
The thirteen great demons stood up and began to drink heartily, each clutching a wine jar.
Over the past decade or so, they have drunk strong liquor countless times, just like today, in military camps, on battlefields, and in enemy palaces.
This trip down the mountain also helped these thirteen great demons mature considerably.
This also helps them better understand the Tao.
"I shed blood for Sister Cheng..."
"I broke my leg for Sister Cheng..."
"Damn it, I got beaten up so badly for Sister Cheng that I even vomited shit..."
“............”
After a few rounds of drinks, these great demons began to boast and compare their great achievements, as if suffering a minor injury for Yi Cheng was a glorious deed worthy of being recorded in history, and even the many rewards Xiao Xuan had given them could not compare to one ten-thousandth of their achievements.
After the banquet, Qin Shou personally saw the thirteen demons off.
Before their departure, the Qin beast gave them many pills and spirit wines, all of which were spiritual medicines that could help them recover from their injuries and increase their cultivation.
The broken wings of the Silver Lion, the broken legs of the Flaming Toad, and the cracked shell of the Little Turtle were all repaired by the Qin Beast using precious medicine and the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
As for the two that were seriously injured, Qin Beast will treat them one by one in the future.
With the help of the Qin Beast, these great demons are expected to reach the Golden Core stage within a hundred years.
Sometimes, demons are truly much purer than humans...
Qin Shou stood alone on the mountaintop, gazing at the bright moonlight in the sky, muttering to himself.
Afterwards, he returned to the mountain, walked to the old mulberry tree, and patted Little Fatty's bottom.
Little Fatty was fast asleep when he groggily woke up, stiffening his neck and yelling, "What?"
"Hey, looks like you still haven't realized your mistake. Well then, you can stay hanging here."
Qin Shou went back to his house.
"snort. "
Little Fatty proudly raised his little head, his little eyes glancing at Qin Beast as he entered the house. He quickly summoned the Wishing Pearl and made a wish.
"Om Mani Padme Hum, I make a wish to my great ancestors, please untie the ropes binding me..."
Whew~
A gust of wind blew by, and Little Fatty was steadily hanging from the tree.
"Why can't I solve it?"
The chubby boy pouted and made several wishes to the wishing pearl, but to no avail.
Inside the bamboo house, Qin Shou observed the situation outside and smiled slightly.
You think you can untie my ropes?
"Om Mani Padme Hum, I make a wish to my great ancestors... Siwu, please come and save me! My master, that bad guy, hung me from a tree and beat me..."
At this moment, Little Fatty took out a paper butterfly that Xiao Siwu had given him and made a wish upon it.
......
The Vermilion Bird Dynasty.
Under the cover of night, a large moon illuminates an extremely magnificent palace.
Inside the palace, Xiao Xuan was reviewing memorials.
Just then, a paper butterfly flew in and transformed into a fluorescent mirror, on which lines of writing appeared.
【Four No's, come save me! My master, that bad guy, hung me from a tree and beat me up...!】
"Are you kidding me!"
Xiao Siwu waved his hand, scattering the subtitles, and sighed, "Ah, Little Fatty, you're still too naive! If I go back, I'll only be worse off than you."
He then resumed reviewing memorials with his head down.
The poor chubby boy was still making wishes under the tree, begging Siwu to come and save him.
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