Tsing Yi leaned against the window, watching Manniu and Master Gao busy back and forth on the beach. 『』

The dull sound of mud splashing continued to swirl over the mudflats, and they intermittently threw a discernible mass of mud into the clearing, but in two hours, a hill had been piled up.

Hu Ji sat on the eaves of the house wearing a snow-colored fur cloak, and after a few circles around his body, the fox fire suddenly threw himself towards the mountain of mud.

The demons watched each other at the inn, and when the aroma of barbecued meat wafted over, they eagerly stepped forward.

"There will be a plague of locusts after the catastrophe, although this happens many times in the mortal world," Hei Saburo said with a solemn expression as he approached Tsing Yi, "but this time it is a bit extraordinary." ”

"Because the locusts this time are all monsters," Tsing Yi speculated, "No, that dead baby, that egg, how does it look like a baby?"

"The last insects and ants, no matter how much you practice, you can't get rid of the essence." Hei Saburo knocked on the window thoughtfully, and then his expression changed, but he said sternly, "But monster cultivation, three points of penance, seven points of opportunity." This time, after several years of natural disasters, it coincided with the great movement of the spiritual veins in the land of the Three Paths, and by coincidence, I am afraid that some locusts have successfully transformed into shapes. ”

"What happens after the transformation" Tsing Yi didn't understand the meaning of Hei Saburo's words, it is said that there are no monsters who do not practice, there are thousands of monsters in the world, there will always be a few who have succeeded in cultivation, but this time it is just a locust, why can they care so much

Hei Saburo gently took Tsing Yi's hand and put it in his arms.

Tsing Yi looked at his hand covering the back of her hand, their child emitting a scorching heat under his clothes, and her palms hurt slightly.

She blinked, looking at him puzzled.

"All things are born with yin and yang. The convergence and fusion of yin and yang can give birth to future generations. Hei Saburo smiled, "On the contrary, after reproduction, yin and yang can be transmitted, and all things in the world can be endless." Mortals and cultivated monsters can't get rid of such reincarnation, just imagine how the demon of insects and ants can go against their instincts."

"There's nothing wrong with thriving." Tsing Yi was still puzzled, so he could only hesitate and said, "You also said that locust plagues are common, why are you all so nervous?"

Hei Saburo sneered and said, "It's just that I've naturally seen a lot of ordinary locust plagues, but this time it's different from usual." Locusts that can lay the eggs of babies must have been transformed. Moreover, such a locust cultivated as a high locust must lay tens of thousands of eggs every time it reproduces. Unlike us, insects and ants have a short life, and they are born less than a month before they start looking for a mate to carry out their vocation of reproduction. Flying locusts are even worse, once the flying locusts become a plague, they cannot be ended until they eat all things. Inevitable that the disasters of thousands of years ago will recur, and we must take precautions. ”

Saying that, he ironed his hand in Tsing Yi and gently touched the egg and said, "I don't want you and your children to worry about food in such a barren and barren world. ”

Tsing Yi's heart warmed when he heard this, and he unconsciously snuggled into his arms.

After the two embraced each other silently for a moment, she suddenly came back to her senses, looked up and asked, "Then what are you going to do now?"

"We don't know how many locusts are alive or how many locust eggs are buried in the ground." Hei Saburo said lightly, "For today's plan, it is natural to find out how many kills before the eggs hatch." ”

Tsing Yi listened awe-inspiringly, and she could see that the guests were picking up a burnt mud ball with one hand and smashing it open, and then bowing their heads with joy and munching on the cooked eggs.

Some of the eggs that have been smothered are still like long eggs, and some have already grown hands, feet, and wings, and if they hadn't suffered this disaster today, they would have broken through the ground tomorrow.

Tsing Yi was very shocked, and when he was about to sigh, he heard Hei Saburo say coldly: "You don't have to worry about them, the demon world has no mercy, only blame them for their bad luck." ”

Mu Ziqi only felt that the blood all over his body was about to coagulate. He gasped for air, his eyes widening. When the monstrous and terrible baby crawled up with his thin stubble hand on the hem of his clothes, he wished that he would faint at once, lest he face something more terrifying and terrible.

The baby with its huge head and terrifying eyes tilted its head in confusion, and when Mu Ziqi let out a dry and sharp hiss in fear, it rolled over and jumped away from his chest with a wrinkled face.

Mu Ziqi came up in one breath in an instant, and immediately turned over and crawled into the distance.

"I'll get your wings back." The youkai's voice said again, "It's a little burned out, though." ”

Mu Ziqi turned around in panic and saw that his Yaoqin was pressing under the monster.

He was terrified for a moment, and surprised for a moment. After struggling like this for a moment, he still held out his hand to his piano tremblingly.

Although the rescue was timely, his Yaoqin was still scorched by the fire. The broken strings emitted a scorched stench, and no matter how hard he tried to straighten them, it was hard to be as straight as before.

He was extremely distressed, and the sad tears dripped down uncontrollably.

The Dudao boy didn't flick his tears when he had tears, but after all the bitterness, he suddenly found that he had as many tears as his daughter's home.

"But you look weird." The monster put his hand on the back of Mu Ziqi's hand and looked at him with puzzled eyes, "Are you also Niangniang's child?"

Mu Ziqi stiffened his back and watched the monster flap the pair of green wings as thin as cicada wings behind him, and he couldn't answer his question.

"Or will I become like you when I grow up" The monster innocently stopped its wings, and then used its tiny hands to pluck the broken strings on the Jiaowei Yaoqin.

Naturally, it was impossible for the broken strings to make any more sound, and the monster plucked it for a while, and finally had to be disappointed: "There is no sound." ”

Its hand looked a little burnt, and the smallest finger was strangely crooked, and it looked like it was broken.

"Your hand" Mu Ziqi blurted out, but then he was a little frightened and silent.

The youkai licked his hand indifferently, then smiled horribly, "We were born to be afraid of fire. I forgot about it in a hurry just now, and it burned a little ......"

Mu Ziqi was silent, he vaguely felt that this ugly and kind-hearted monster didn't seem to mean to hurt him.

But then the thought came to him, and he saw the monster bow his head and bite the broken string in his mouth.

"You, you, you" Mu Ziqi watched it chew and ate the strings little by little, and exclaimed unconsciously, "What are you doing?"

"Eat you," replied the monster as a matter of course, "your wings are broken, you can't fly or sing, and you're doomed to find no mate." What's the point of living like this?"

Mu Ziqi was stunned when he heard this, and said to himself in a half-sad voice: "Yes, what am I doing when I have nothing and still alive?"

The monster ate a few strings again, and in a short time he ate all the strings.

Seeing that it was about to gnaw on the body, Mu Ziqi was distressed, and finally stopped: "Please don't eat it, the strings can still be repaired if they are broken, and if the body is destroyed, there is really no room for saving." ”

"Well, it doesn't taste good anyway." The monster tilted his head and thought about it, and sure enough, he gave up. It flapped its wings again, then flew in front of his eyes and said seriously, "Then you can fix it quickly, I want to hear the part you sang last night again." ”

Mu Ziqi's mind flickered, and he said in a dumb voice: "You heard it, you think it sounds good"

"Well, although it sounds a little uncomfortable here, it's still better than crickets and cicadas." The youkai covered his chest with his small hand and continued, "How long will it take you to fix it?"

Mu Ziqi took a deep look at the monster, and sighed to himself, unexpectedly that it was neither the group of long-term workers nor the Lin family who understood his piano sound, but the monster in front of him.

"All it takes is a few horsetail hairs," he replied as he sat up with great difficulty, panting, "and it will be fixed at once." ”

"Then come with me." The youkai jumped ahead to lead the way, urging at the same time, "I know where there are horses. ”

Mu Ziqi sat in place for a while with some struggle, but when he looked down at Jiaowei Yaoqin under his hand, a small flame quietly ignited in his originally desperate heart.

Since this skin and life have been put on the table, why not follow that monster If he is lucky enough to repair Yaoqin, he should play a song; If you are unfortunate enough to die at the hands of a monster, it is better than dying under the bullying of people.

Thinking like this, he no longer hesitated to get up.

The path led by the youkai was a bit rough, and after crossing a few grassy and dirt slopes, a large area of desolate mudflats appeared in front of him.

A slightly fishy salty wind blew in his nose, and the youkai flew straight over the shallow pool of stagnant water on its wings.

Mu Ziqi was a little clumsy and hugged the piano and followed. Who knew that he had just stepped on the shallow pool, and the wet mud under his feet gurgled and collapsed suddenly.

The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

He shouted a few times in panic, and the youkai that had flown away flew back again.

"Pull me," he said, holding the piano hard above his head and began to call for help from the youkai.

The youkai reached out and grabbed him by the collar and tried to drag him out, but after a little try, he let go and said, "I've been born for less than three days, and I'm still too weak to pull you." ”

"Then what to do" Mu Ziqi looked at the monster's eyes with some despair, he knew that the other party was not lying, because although its eyes were terrifying, they were clear and flawless.

He said pessimistically, he still can't die well after all.

Just as he was lamenting his ill-fated fate, he heard the monster suddenly say, "Don't worry, although I can't pull you, if my brothers and sisters come together, you can still do it." ”

Mu Ziqi looked up in surprise, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

I saw that around the quagmire he was in, there were countless terrible babies that looked exactly like youkai parked densely. They all stared at him with big dark eyes