"What are you grinding, I'm afraid I'll eat you."

"My leg is numb."

The demon slayer sat on Chu Jinghuan's lap all the way, he was afraid of waking her up, so he was careful all the way and didn't dare to move, so he numbed his legs.

"Which leg?"

"This one."

Chu Jinghuan pointed to his right leg, expecting the Demon Slayer to do something for him, after all, she has the reputation of a little miracle doctor.

Who knows, the demon slayer raised his foot directly, kicked it over, turned around and ran away with a smile, and said provocatively while laughing: "Can't catch up with me, aren't you good at kung fu, haha~"

The momentary sour numbness made Chu Jinghuan frown slightly, and after a while, he secretly pinched his sour arm, secretly rejoicing, fortunately, he didn't say that his arm was also numb, this little fox was really bad, and he couldn't prevent it, so he limped helplessly and followed.

Along the way, the demon slayer couldn't stop, and after eating this and that, not to mention being satisfied, until she hiccuped, she was unwilling to stuff a hemp ball, so she closed her mouth and concentrated on the town, but the more she walked, the more she felt that this town was surprisingly familiar.

"Brother Huan, why is this place so familiar, what is this town called?"

"Shanzuokou Town."

The town of Shanzuokou, the familiar name, the memory of the demon slayer, is like a long-lost book full of dust, until the appearance of this name brought a fresh breeze and blew off the dust, and the original vague memory gradually became clear and clear.

In her limited memories of her parents, this town is an important place. Every year, when I go down the mountain to see her parents, the sun is always very bright, and her parents always want to give her the most beautiful things in the world when they see her, and they take her to the small town at the foot of the medical hall mountain, which is called Shanzuokou Town.

She was carefree and lying in her father's arms, and her mother was smiling, feeding her all kinds of snacks and buying all kinds of gadgets, until a family of three held hands, and the sunset pulled the figure of the three of them to the elder, and they only set foot on the mountain road back to the hospital, when she was young, she felt that she was the happiest child in the world, that was the happiest time in her childhood memory, and now the town is still the same, but her parents are no longer around, and it is already a thing or a person.

Unconsciously, the Demon Slayer Demon was already in tears, and it wasn't until Chu Jinghuan's slightly cool fingertips wiped her tears for her that she came to her senses.

"You know?"

"Well, more than ten years ago, many people in this town were blessed by Gu Shenyi."

Doctor Gu, is that what everyone else calls their mother? Slayer Demon's heart was both excited and excited, and she greedily searched for the figure of her father and mother in her limited memory, not wanting to let go of even the slightest trace.

They passed by a painting stall, and casually, in a portrait, they saw a familiar figure, and the Deeper ran over anxiously.

"Master painter, can you sell me this painting?"

"Why did the girl take a fancy to this painting at such a young age?"

"To be honest, the woman in the painting is very much like my mother."

"The girl's eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar to the person in the painting, do not hide the girl, the woman in this painting is a miracle doctor in the Yunding Mountain many years ago, more than ten years ago, the old man was fortunate to have her help, which saved his life, in order to commemorate the benefactor, the old man will paint a portrait of the benefactor every year Qingming, this painting is not for sale."

The painter master is over the age of old, and he is already a gray-haired old man, his words are sincere, the demon slayer is not good to force, she stands there lonely, Chu Jinghuan didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"Can I take a look, then?"

The painter took off the painting and carefully handed it to the demon slayer, seeing that she was saddened, the painter couldn't help but be moved, and he rolled up the painting.

"The girl misses her mother and even the filial piety, and the old man should be the beauty of the person, so today the old man will give this painting to the girl."

The demon slayer thanked him again and again, hugged the painting tightly into his arms, and unconsciously cried with joy, Chu Jinghuan was at a loss, he quickly took out his handkerchief, but before he could hand it over, the demon slayer broke into his arms.

She was crying, her shoulders staggering, her wet chest, all showed that she was crying, Chu Jinghuan was at a loss, he didn't know how to comfort this girl who had lost her parents since she was a child, at that time, she was only eight years old, such a little girl, how helpless she should be, if it wasn't for saving him, perhaps, she would have been able to meet her mother, no, if it wasn't for saving him, then she would have bumped into Jiang Qing, and he would never have seen this little girl who haunted her soul again, at this moment, he was very glad that he had delayed her trip back then, He knew that this kind of thinking was selfish, but he didn't regret it, so let himself be selfish.

The two went to Genting Mountain, looked at the old site of the hospital, the fire of that year burned everything, ten years, the originally desolate land has been lush, nature once again showed its all-encompassing bearing.

After her death, the master chose a good place for her to be isolated from the world, surrounded by mountains and rivers, in previous years, when the master occasionally took her to travel, she also worshipped, although she didn't know that the tomb was lying in the tomb was her mother who was looking forward to it day and night, and the demon slayer found the tomb that the master set up for her mother, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Mother, I'm your little demon, I remember. You have been healing all your life, they have not forgotten you, the little demon is very happy, you can rest in peace. “

She cried and laughed and said for a while, until the evening breeze dried her tears and blew back into her mind, and Slayer looked at the people around her.

"Mother, this is Chu Jinghuan." Chu Jinghuan heard this, and knelt down, "It's very good-looking, it's him, he used his beauty to confuse the little demon back then, and the little demon didn't see you for the last time, but don't blame him, if it weren't for him, the little demon would have already gone with you, my daughter likes him very much, of course he also likes his daughter very much, mother, you are over there, you want to bless us." “

Chu Jinghuan heard the demon slayer officially say the love in his heart for the first time, he was very happy, and solemnly kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"You are the mother of the little demon, that is, my mother, mother, I love the little demon very much, I love her more than she thinks, give her to me, you can rest assured."

The two worshiped the ancestors, it was late, so they stayed at the inn, the demon Deepavali was really tired this day, she fell asleep quickly, Chu Jinghuan secretly stuffed her snack bag, and applied a hot towel to her red and swollen eyes, stroked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and returned to his room when he was done.

"Sect Master, tomorrow there will be a funeral in Wolong Villa, do you want to avoid it?"

"Jiang Yehan is dead?"

"It's Jiang Qing." Wei Hu was speechless, sect leader, even if you hope that it is Jiang Yehan who dies, you can't say it, this will be known by Miss Tu, hum~

"What's that look on your face?"

"No, the subordinates just wanted the sect leader to work too hard, and they forgot to read this morning's flying pigeon biography."

"It's a bit hard." Chu Jinghuan recalled that the beauty was in her arms, and the warm fragrance of nephrite couldn't help laughing.

His expression frightened Wei Hu, you must know that Wei Hu has followed the sect leader since he was a child, and he has never seen him smile so obscenely, is this possessed by Cao Shuang? A man in love is so scary~

"Why are you still here?"

This is the question, when will your old man let people go, thinking so in his heart, he doesn't dare, Wei Hu respectfully retreated, huh? What are you doing here?

In the early morning, the two set off early, and as usual, the Demon Slayer was picked up by Chu Jinghuan in his sleep, and the Demon Slayer seriously suspected that this guy deliberately set off so early.

"Chu Jinghuan, you are so stingy."

"What's wrong?" This girl, why did she get angry as soon as she woke up.

"You say, did you deliberately set off while I was asleep, just to save money for breakfast?"

Chu Jinghuan was amused by her serious appearance, what kind of brain is this, she really did it on purpose, deliberately wanted to ride a horse with you, deliberately wanted to be close to you, Chu Jinghuan took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and fanned it with his hand, and the fragrance spread in an instant.

"Honey roast chicken."

"Make up your breakfast and eat your lunch."

In the world of the Demon Slayer, there is generally no breakfast, at most there is a lunch, seeing that there is food, the resentment of the Demon Slayer Demon is scattered, she doesn't care about Chu Jinghuan's jokes, tears off two chicken legs and gnaws them, and the rest is returned to Chu Jinghuan.

"Picky eater."

While wiping his mouth indiscriminately, the demon slayer said unashamedly: "No way, my teeth are not good, and the meat in other places is too stuffy." She is telling the truth, she has a sweet tooth since she was a child, and she secretly ate too many sweet things, resulting in her young age, soft teeth, and unable to eat hard things.

"Well, he's a natural eater of soft rice."

Laughing at her, the demon slayer opened his little oil hand and wiped it on Chu Jinghuan's body, Chu Jinghuan quietly pinched her little waist, that was her itchy flesh, the itchy branches of the demon slayer trembled, and almost fell down several times, Chu Jinghuan gave up, he took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped her hands, and the corners of her mouth.

The Deeper Demon inadvertently saw that his sleeves were bulging, and with a curious pull, he pulled out a handkerchief.

"So many handkerchiefs, what are you doing? Changed careers? “

"I can't do laundry, will you?"

The demon slayer wanted to nod very much, but she thought about it carefully, the previous clothes were all washed by the old man, and when she arrived at Wolong Villa, well, Cuiluo washed it, and she found in her conscience, and finally did not brag, and nodded honestly.

"Is that much?" Chu Jinghuan shook a handkerchief in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

The demon slayer couldn't stand Chu Jinghuan's eyebrows, every time she saw him raise her eyebrows to herself, she always felt that there was a little insect moving in her heart, she knew that there was a kind of Gu worm in Miao Village.

"Have you ever played Gu on me?"

The Demon Slayer plucked up the courage to ask the long-standing doubts in his heart, looking at her blushing and angry appearance, Chu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, he took down the hands of the Demon Slayer Demon covering his eyes: "What a little girl, I use the next Gu, in other words, I was originally your Gu, the Gu in your heart."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, you're in love with me," he said, pointing to Slayer Slayer's heart, "I've made my home there."