I hate Tang Ting Mountain, and I hate you, uncle!

In the middle of the night, I got drunk and ran to the old fairy's house and yelled at him. The old fairy was sleeping, and when she heard my noise, she sat up from the bed in a hurry, and with a slight pick of her fingers, the lights all over the room turned on. I looked around with curiosity, and I would do the same with this spell, but I had never seen so many lights in one room.

After reading it, the old fairy had moved to the edge of the bed, stepped on the ground with one foot, stepped on the bed with one foot, supported her cheek with her hand, looked at me tepidly, and listened to me.

I do have a lot to say.

Originally, I was in Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, I was a smart and cute little monster, I learned spells well, my father and mother liked them, and I had someone to give me whatever I wanted. But since I ran away from home, I haven't done anything right. Kuroko doesn't like me, and the fairies and fairies in Tangting Mountain don't like me either, not only do they not like me, but everyone also bullies me.

Especially you, uncle, I said so aggrievedly, it was not enough to press my wings, and the Liuhe hairpin refused to return me. Tangting Mountain hates it very much, I don't want to stay here anymore, you quickly return the Liuhe hairpin to me, I'm going down the mountain!

I don't know if it's the reason for the lights in the room, but the old fairy at night is so gentle and softly spoken. He said that your mana is still too low, and it is easy to be bullied when you go out now.

I immediately retorted and said don't worry about you! He also said that except for you dignified mountain, I am not afraid of others bullying me, I can beat them all!

The old fairy shook his head, doting and helplessly said, In Qingshan Town, didn't you beat a group of mortal boys?

I was not used to the tone of the old fairy, and I thought of my aunt for a while. I think my aunt lives on Tangting Mountain, and she has a crush on Tangtingjun, so there must be many opportunities to see him at night. If the old fairy talks to her in this tone, I am afraid that my aunt's soul will be crispy.

I thought again, although our crane is the most cold and reserved among the monsters, but after all, it is not the name of a female goblin, and my aunt is so young at that time, how can she hold it. The two of them, one flirts without knowing it, the other is a thief, in the dead of night, whether something happened or not, it's really hard to say. Maybe you'll have several nests of eggs!

When the old fairy saw that I didn't speak, she thought that I had acquiesced, so she said that when your mana rises, I will naturally let you go down the mountain.

I hurriedly waved my hand and said that when will it be, will it be high and ascending, will there still be a head? I remembered that the one that caused him to suspect that I was not capable was the one that I deliberately ate before I met the sunspot, so I quickly explained that I had itchy skin, and I just wanted to find someone to loosen my muscles, so I deliberately beat them, so I couldn't beat them! It's just a few mortals, I beat them until they are reincarnated ten times and turn around, how can they not be beaten?

The old fairy made me laugh, smiling brightly in the breeze, and even the lights in the room trembled, and the light and shadow were intertwined, like a dream.

I looked around, lingered, and asked the old fairy, uncle, are you afraid of the dark?

The old fairy said yes, I'm afraid of the dark.

I tilted my head to look at him, unable to understand. I've seen a lot of mortals who are afraid of the dark and monsters who are afraid of ghosts, but I have never seen an immortal who is afraid of the dark. And ah, the old fairy is tens of thousands of years old, how can he still be afraid of the dark? It's not a child. I didn't understand, and I didn't know what to reply to him, so I shrugged my shoulders and muttered, I'm not afraid, not at all.

The old fairy smiled and said that she was not afraid.

I laughed at him again, the old fairy at night was really gentle, gentle like a different person. Dad said that his aunt deceived Lao Xian'er, and he didn't love her at all. However, isn't she an aunt in his words? He was so gentle when he mentioned his aunt, who had been dead for more than a thousand years, how could he not love her? Moreover, although he detained me in Tangting Mountain and didn't let me go, he was afraid that my mana would be too low and bullied, so he forced me to learn spells. Being so attentive to his ex-girlfriend's niece, doesn't it mean that he likes his aunt?

My uncle asked me, are you looking for something?

I just remembered the diary that the old turtle said during the day, and it said it was called ...... East China Sea Jujube Paste ...... No, it's not jujube paste, it seems to be algae mud mooncakes! Phew! What a moon cake, it's algae mud retro! I drank too much, my tongue and head were not very bright, and I couldn't tell the old turtle the term that the old turtle told me, so I had to simplify it and tell the old fairy that I was looking for my aunt's algae diary.

The old turtle said that my aunt's relics were all in the old fairy'er, and I thought he would definitely not give them to me, so although I wanted them all, I still dared to mention the diary when I opened my mouth for the first time.

But I didn't expect the old fairy to be very happy, and reached out to fish from under the pillow, and handed over a thick black book. I went to pick it up with trepidation, for fear that the old fairy would regret it and take it back halfway. Fortunately, he said that he counted, and he really gave me the notebook.

I don't know what kind of paper algae mud paper is, I only know that the old cowhide of the bag book is bare and shiny, and it looks very old. When I opened the book, the pages were still rattling, crisp, and would rot at any time. I was cautious, but disappointed.

Because there is not a word in the book, it is a wordless book.

I looked at the old fairy with a deceived expression, very angry and unfriendly, and expected him to give a reasonable explanation. The old fairy was not surprised by my reaction, but her eyebrows suddenly darkened a lot, and her tone was a little sad. Your aunt wiped them all out. He said helplessly, his voice revealing the loneliness of being abandoned.

Why?

What did you do to make her angry?

Is her other stuff still there, and where is it?

Quickly find it out and give it to me, I'll take it back to Ten Thousand Demon Mountain!"

The feeling of being deceived continued to ferment, and I began to speak a little disrespectfully. He was so gentle all night, so I thought he was really good to my aunt, but I didn't expect that my aunt hated him so much that she refused to leave a word!

None of them are gone.

The old fairy said very sadly.

I frowned, glared at him viciously for a long time, and finally walked away with my aunt's diary.

Along the way, I was thinking that what my father said was true. It turns out that the old witch in Jiuli is really deceiving! She is young, innocent and innocent, but she deceived this cowardly monarch who has lived for tens of thousands of years and is still afraid of the dark to ashes, which is really pitiful! It's so pathetic!

Daddy is really, more than a thousand years have passed, how many little monsters have cultivated into adults, how many people have cultivated into old monsters, he is a demon king, and he can't even avenge his sister's revenge! It's so useless! Daddy is so useless!

I was very angry, stole Dongshan Jun's wine, and stole Tang Tingjun's mount, and planned to go down the mountain overnight to find a helper to level Tang Ting Mountain!

Tang Tingjun is the No. 1 villain in Tianzi, and I am inseparable from you!

Before going out, I pointed to the door number of the Immortal Mansion and swore viciously.

On the way, I was so angry that I drank a lot of wine, and I drank too much, but people fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up, I found that I had turned to the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, the blue is thick, and the bald elephant rolls the hawthorn fruit in a circle and eats it with a long trunk. Under my hands, the morning mist and the sea of clouds were intertwined, and I was confused, as if there was no one else in this world except me and the bald mammoth. There is no nine miles, no sunspots, and no dignified kings.

My emotions are starting to hit the wall again, and this place is really ominous!

My aunt's diary fell to the ground and got the red juice that had been trampled on by a bald mammoth. The old cowhide was dyed with red juice, like blood on a black garment, and it was dark, but it was not colored. I picked up the notebook and wiped it off, and the red juice got on my hands and into the inside pages made of algae mud. The red juice stained with red juice reflected the words, although there was only one line:

I like the red fruit trees on the top of the mountain, and the clouds and wind there, like the clothes of a gentleman.

Clothes corners?

I can't read it, is this a love letter from the old witch in Jiuli? If so, then her mind is quite crooked.

Our family's literary style is not very good.

My father and aunt were ruined because they were born and their families were broken, and they struggled with life and death for the first half of their lives, and then the demon world was finally revived, and people have passed the golden time of learning. So my father often ridiculed my mother, saying that he was a big old man and a martial artist.

My dad doesn't care anyway, he's pretty happy.

Once my sister was in love and eloped with someone, and she didn't go home, my father wanted to call her back, but he couldn't pull his face, so he wrote a letter and asked me to take it to my sister. I was curious to take it apart halfway, and I was almost scared to death, do you know what his old man wrote? Oh, seven big words: I won't come back and kill you!

Don't blame my mother for saying that he is a big old man and a martial artist! Deserve!

But the problem is, once my mother went to the west to celebrate the birthday of the old queen mother and came back late, my father waited to scratch his heart, and wrote a long letter to my mother in the nest room, I only peeked at the last sentence: Kiss the baby, please go home quickly.

Belch......

I was so sick that I hadn't eaten for days. As soon as I saw my father's old face, I automatically remembered the phrase "kiss the little baby" in my head, and I wanted to die. Anyway, since then, I don't dare to peek at my father's letters, damn it.

In the matter of lack of literary talent, we once complained about our father ruthlessly. But my father said that our aunt, whom we had never met, was also virtuous. Their poor writing is due to historical reasons, strictly speaking, it is a childhood trauma, and we laugh at him so unscrupulously, which is forgetting our roots, a serious injury to the old hero, and we are also required to stop immediately.

That was one of the few times I heard my aunt from my father, so I was so impressed that I still remember it.

But I didn't expect my aunt to be able to write such a text. I can't read it, and because I can't read it, I think her writing is pretty good. I don't know if I have been in Tangting Mountain for a long time and learned from that old immortal.

Speaking of which, I haven't written a love letter to Kuroko yet.

But he scolded me like that, and he must not even want to see my face, let alone any love letters. I fled overnight this time, although it was impulsive, but it was indeed forced to do my part. I grew up with a smooth life, and I didn't suffer any setbacks until I left home. This time in Tangting Mountain, it is the biggest heel I have planted in more than 600 years.

But if you compare Tangting Mountain with Kuroko, I still think that Kuroko's incident makes me sad even more.

Because I scolded him, and that wasn't supposed to be my intention.