The Deadwood Daoist has been in retreat for almost a month. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past month, since the last showdown with Liangchen, Yin Fan'er rarely went out, and often stayed in the secret room she didn't like on weekdays to practice. Therefore, Yin Fan'er can clearly feel the progress of his skills.

Because Liangchen mentioned the change in her appearance last time, Yin Fan'er paid some attention to her appearance.

It is no surprise that every few days, Yin Fan'er can feel the change in her appearance.

She gradually understood the emotions in the eyes of the demons when they saw her for the first time, she thought it was envy, but now she knew that it was amazing.

She is not a self-pitying person, but she always feels that the person in this mirror finally has a good skin.

On this day, Yin Fan'er was about to enter the secret room to practice as usual, but was lured out by the increasingly loud noise outside.

It turned out that there was an accident on the overpass in the east of the city, and a large group of people passing by gathered.

Yin Fan'er was not a good person, so he smiled and wanted to return to the pavilion.

Not to mention that people are unlucky and drink cold water and stuff their teeth, the more Yin Fan'er is afraid of trouble, the more trouble will come.

No, she only heard a loud roar behind her: "Look, that's the little Taoist of the Yin Yang Pavilion, please ask her to come and collect this demon!" ”

Then came the echoing of people and the sound of rumbling footsteps approaching her.

Yin Fan'er turned her head and saw the crowd swarming.

This...... Which one is it sung?

Yin Fan'er grinned at the corners of her mouth, looking at the farmer who rushed over first and grabbed her sleeve, the man's rough voice was deafening: "Xiaodao Chief, go and help everyone collect that demon!" ”

Yin Fan'er looked in the direction of his finger, and the crowd on the overpass rushed to this side, and there was clearly an open space there, and there was nothing.

"The monster is gone!" Someone shouted.

Then there was another commotion: "Ran towards the back mountain!" Ran towards the back mountain! ”

Although Yin Fan'er was inexplicable, she still decided to find out.

She stopped the crowd who were eager to keep up and said, "I'm afraid it's dangerous, let's disperse." "Just kidding, how else does she cast spells when she's keeping up with a group of people.

After Yin Fan'er ran out of the sight of the crowd, Yungong flew towards the back mountain.

The people didn't lie, and Yin Fan'er obviously felt a strong demonic aura along the way.

Yin Fan'er followed the demonic qi, but found a clue in a bamboo forest.

Yin Fan'er stopped and looked around cautiously.

Since the clue has been broken here, it can only be said that the demon is here.

Suddenly, the demonic wind was blowing, and the sound of leaves was particularly permeating.

Yin Fan'er said coldly: "I don't know who Your Excellency is, can you show up and see it?" ”

With a "boom", a white ball burst out, and Yin Fan'er dodged sideways and dodged.

The spherical object rushed over from the other side, and Yin Fan'er dodged again.

Next, it was the scene of dodging the ball at the beginning, Yin Fan'er was panting from being tossed, holding his waist and panting.

The white ball rushed over again, Yin Fan'er didn't dodge this time, he grabbed it, grabbed the furry thing, Yin Fan'er raised his hand and was just about to see what it was, the spherical object suddenly revealed two big shining eyes, opened his mouth and spoke.

That's what I'm saying, master, I miss you so much.

Yin Fan'er was first startled by the sudden sound of the ball, and then startled by the ball's words for the second time.

Who is your master? Who are you? What's your surname? Have we met?

In view of the fact that this little guy is really too cute, Yin Fan'er's tone also became softer: "Little Fat Ball, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Unexpectedly, the spherical object became very sad and cried: "People don't call it Little Fat Ball, master, you obviously said that my name is persimmon!" Woooooooooooo ”

Persimmon...... The name given by this master...... It's really chic.

Yin Fan'er held his forehead and said, "That persimmon, take a closer look at me, is it your master?" This is clearly a little monster who mistook the owner.

Little Fat Ball wiped his tears, stared at Yin Fan'er with those big eyes, and sobbed: "Although it is a little uglier than before, it is still the same overall, not to mention that the breath on your body is the master." Master, don't worry, persimmons won't dislike you because you're disabled, don't you want persimmons..."

You're ugly, your whole family is ugly! Yin Fan'er roared in her heart.

Yin Fan'er forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, tried her best to maintain what little education she had left, and asked, "Do you know what my name is?" ”

The little fat ball was still pumping, and said aggrievedly: "After the master rescued me from the mouth of the snake demon, he stayed in the phantom jungle with persimmon for some time and left, and the master called the master, otherwise what is it called?" Master, persimmon has been looking for you for many years, at that time people said you died, but you are so powerful, persimmon knows that you will not die, persimmon finally found you. ”

Saying that, the little fat ball jumped into Yin Fan'er's arms, crying and shouting for warmth, Yin Fan'er held the ball in horror, looking at a loss.

"Hey, Chubby...... Persimmon, the demon that people just said was you? ”

"yes." While answering, he drilled into Yin Fan'er's arms.

"Why do they say that?"

"Because I followed the breath and found it, and some people said that I was cute and touched me, so I bit the man and scolded him." Fat Ball said indignantly that it hated touching it the most.

Yin Fan'er was speechless, anyone who heard a fat ball suddenly speak, would be scared to death.

"You're a demon?"

Little Fat Ball suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "Because the master is a demon, so I am." ”

"Why do you say that?"

Little Fat Ball's big eyes were full of tears again, and he whimpered, "Master, are you amnesia?" ”

Yin Fan'er replied embarrassedly: "Maybe... Probably. ”

Little Fat Ball sighed, and Lao Chengde said: "Master, don't worry, even if you become ugly and stupid, the persimmon will not leave you." ”

Yin Fan'er couldn't bear it anymore, and when she went up, she was furious, and roared angrily: "If you want to say it, you can say it, what nonsense!" ”

The little fat ball covered his bulging head and said: "When the master saved me, the persimmon was no longer good, and the master had his own blood to heal my injury, so the persimmon also became a demon." Hmm, it hurts. ”

Yin Fan'er thought, maybe the former host of the source of ten thousand demons is also a demon.

What's more, this little fat ball is actually Yan Wuxin's pet.

If it is really the love of the Holy Lord, should I call it "Lord".

Yin Fan'er looked down at the snow-white ball, except for the poisonous mouth, crying, and noisy, it still looks quite cute.

"Persimmon, how long have you lived?"

"I don't remember the exact time, probably, probably tens of thousands of years."

Yin Fan'er's hands trembled, and she suddenly wanted to call it "old-timer".