Chapter 1: First Meeting

In the morning, under the bright daylight of the Demon Realm, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting on a tricycle, and in front of the car there was no Xihu Beast specially used by the Demon Realm to pull the cart, only a one-eyed curly-haired black dog. In the tricycle, there is a fishing net and a package.

"Little fox, what are you...... Uproot? The eldest sister of the Chen family asked.

The little fox nodded: "Well, I'll move to the river." ”

"By the river?" The eldest sister of the Chen family's eyes opened round: "Are you talking about the Zichuan River?" ”

The little fox continued to nod his head, with a calm face: "Yes." ”

The eldest sister of the Chen family's hands trembled, and the food in her hand almost fell to the ground: "Little fox, are you okay?" Have you forgotten that the god of Haoyuan lives in the upper reaches of the Zichuan River? ”

The little fox rolled his eyes lazily: "Yes, he lives upstream, I live downstream, the well water does not interfere with the river water, what's so strange?" ”

"Little raccoon!" The eldest sister of the Chen family suddenly had some love: "Have you forgotten, I heard that the god of Haoyuan looks extremely hideous, and people and gods are angry, in the demon world, you can stop children crying at night!" How dare you live in the Zichuan River? Aren't you afraid of him?! ”

The little fox casually tugged at his sleeve: "It's okay, he's ugly, I don't look at it." Also, I'm not a child, and I don't cry at night, what am I afraid of? ”

The eldest sister of the Chen family grew up watching the little fox, although she felt that this child was too lazy, but she was really pleasing in appearance, and she was one of the best beauties in the Zichuan River valley of the Demon Realm, so she continued to persuade: "Generally speaking, the more vicious a person's appearance is, the worse his heart will be, otherwise, how could the Heavenly Realm send him to garrison the Demon Realm?" So, don't get too close to him, haven't you looked, our demon realm is the most daring, and no one dares to step into the Zichuan River Realm for half a step! ”

The little fox scratched his hair and sighed: "Sister Chen, I can't help it, I usually like to eat fish, but now the other rivers in the Demon Realm are almost empty, so I can only go to the Zichuan River." Also, the place where I used to live was too far away from the Igawa River, and if I went back and forth every day to fish, I would be exhausted, so I was ready to move there. ”

"You kid, have you really decided?" The eldest sister of the Chen family said helplessly.

The little fox nodded: "Well, it's decided." ”

"Okay, be careful later, later!" The eldest sister of the Chen family said, a tear welled up in the corners of her eyes, as if this farewell was goodbye.

"Well, Sister Chen, I'll be careful!" The little fox said, drooping his eyelids again, ready to sleep. Anyway, the one-eyed dog she caught was slow, and it was estimated that it would be late in the evening when she arrived at Zichuan River!

The little fox slept soundly, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself by a silver river. The dog she had found was gone, and she was sitting in her broken tricycle, accompanied by a fishing net that had been used for many years.

It's so late, although I'm a little hungry, but I guess I can't catch any fish, so just rest! Thinking of this, the little fox jumped out of the car, looked up and down, and then hung the net on a branch with a crooked neck next to it, and opened his package again.

In the package, there is a pot, a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and a few clothes.

The little fox never needed a quilt to sleep, so she looked around, picked a tree, and then reached out to make a hammock, and jumped on it again, ready to sleep.

At this moment, a breeze came from the river, and the eyelids that the little fox had just closed opened again.

Her eyes looked at the river in front of her, which was not too wide. Above the river, there was a layer of broken silver moonlight, which looked like a silver ribbon from her point of view. The strange thing is that above the river, there are countless fireflies fluttering their wings, and from a distance, it seems that countless broken silver jumps out of the river and dots the entire sky.

There was a trace of trance in the eyes of the little fox, fireflies, she had seen them with her brother when she was still very young. At that time, they were confined in an enclosed space, and the brightest color they had ever seen was the firefly of this firefly.

Brother......

She hadn't seen him in years, and where was he now? Is he still alive?

She will never forget the morning and twilight. At that time, she was very small and weak, and for as long as she can remember, her brother has been with her.

The environment in which they live is monotonous and dull, and on several occasions they have not been able to find anything to eat for many days, not even water.

I remember one time, she didn't get a drop of water for seven days in a row, her throat was almost like a fire, and she really couldn't hold it anymore. However, in the night when her consciousness had fallen into chaos, her brother suddenly told her that he had found a source of water.

At that time, she was so excited that she instantly had a spirit. That night, there were no stars or moon, and it was pitch black in sight.

Her brother took her to a place, then put a bowl to her lips and said, "Little fox, drink, but only one bowl, don't waste it." ”

She took a sip, only to feel that the texture was sticky, and the taste was strange, as if it had a fishy smell. So, she asked him in the dark, "Brother, why does this water taste so bad?" ”

He must have laughed at the time, and said, "Little fox, I guess my brother found dirty water, but you will drink some of it, it is better than us dying of thirst!" ”

So, she drank it with a clatter. Later, they were all saved.

At that time, she did not have any doubts, and it was not until a few years later, when she tasted the same taste on her lips again, that she realized that what he gave her to drink was the blood that he had cut his own wrists!

The little fox blinked, the wetness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and the expression on his face was light and lazy.

And at this moment, the fireflies on the calm river suddenly disappeared. The little raccoon sat upright in his hammock, and in the distance he saw a man coming from far away by the silver river, and the night wind blew his inky robe to the sound of hunting.

From afar, the little fox saw that his robe was not completely black, as if the night was torn off the sky, and there was a starlight silver on his robe.

Therefore, the person who came was the Haoyuan God sent by the Heavenly Realm to garrison the Demon Realm.

Unexpectedly, she had just moved over, and she would be able to see the god of Haoyuan, who did not interfere with the river water from her well.

In other words, Zichuanhe is not his, she is here, and she has nothing to do with him. And according to the survival rule of occupying the mountain as the king in the demon world, Haoyuan came here, in fact, passing by her doorstep, which can be regarded as infringing on her territory.

However, the little fox has never been too lazy to cause trouble, so he rolled his eyelids, lay down, and continued to sleep.

When the wind with the breath of pure divine power gently blew over the crooked neck tree, the little fox had already come up to Zhou Gong.

It's just that the breeze crossed, but a person stepped into the air, standing in front of the crooked neck tree of the little fox, with deep thinking in his eyes.

The little fox's eyelids were finally forced to open under such pressure, and she glanced at the person who came, it was Hao Yuan.

When I got closer, I realized where the extremely hideous and the common anger of people and gods came from.

The person in front of him wore a black mask on his face, which covered most of his face above his chin and below his forehead. The ravines on the mask are like intertwined old tree roots, a little hideous, a little vicissitudes.

It's just that the chin and forehead that are not covered by the mask are fair and smooth, and they look young and vigorous, and the mask is completely two extreme styles.

He doesn't speak, and she doesn't take the initiative to speak.

Even, the little fox looked at Haoyuan for a while, and his eyelids began to fight again, obviously about to fall asleep.

There was a moment when the atmosphere was suddenly approaching a vacuum.

Then, Hao Yuan spoke. The fox couldn't see what his lips looked like under his mask, but she could hear his voice clear and low, like her favorite drink. Milk. The white fish soup has a bubbling taste.

He said, "You just moved here?" ”

The raccoon nodded. If she can say one less word, she won't open her mouth more.

His dark eyes lit up with a little starlight www.biquge.info his eyes: "You're not afraid of me?" ”

The raccoon continued to nod. What's there to be afraid of, he doesn't eat demons. It's just that she didn't bother to explain so much to him, and their friendship is probably not even a neighbor.

"Good." Hao Yuan's voice was faintly happy, but his tone was unquestionable: "Then you don't want to live here." ”

Well? What do you mean?! When it comes to his future diet, the raccoon said, "Then where do I live?" ”

"Come with me." Hao Yuan was also concise and to the point, and he didn't explain too much, and with a wave of his hand, he took the crooked-necked tree where the little fox lived by the roots and flew behind him.

So, the raccoon, the tree, the fishing net, and the package of the raccoon all flew behind Haoyuan and went upstream. The little fox saw that silver dust flew up on the surface of the river below her, surrounding her, rendering a dreamy and beautiful appearance.

In such a dreamy sight, the little fox fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the upper reaches of the Zichuan River. This was the first time she had come here, and it was already late at night, and the bright moon was in the sky, pouring thousands of miles. She was still hanging on the tree with a crooked neck, but her eyes were high, and she could see the Zichuan River like a silver dragon, hovering and winding in the majestic majesty of the Zichuan Mountain Range in the Demon Realm.

And behind her, is Haoyuan's residence. She originally thought that Haoyuan was a god with advanced cultivation in the heavenly realm, and he should be indifferent to fame and fortune, and his residence was estimated to be a wooden house or something like thatched houses, but unexpectedly, she was really blinded by the gorgeous and exquisite pavilion and palace in front of her.

Well, although she has never been out of the Demon Realm, and her knowledge is inevitably shallow, she can also recognize that even if the Haoyuan House is a brick, it is priceless in the world, and even in the Demon Realm, it is a strange commodity to live in.

It's just that it's all his, and it has nothing to do with her. She still lives in a crooked-necked tree that has been transplanted to the top of the mountain, and lies in a hammock that she has woven herself with demonic energy.

In any case, upstream or downstream, as long as the fish in the river can feed three meals a day, it doesn't matter where she lives.