"Why are you hiding?" Chen Siruo was surprised.

"Because I think the process is more important than the result after the feather ascending to the immortal." The demon said seriously.

In other words, who you cultivate with is far more important than whether you become an immortal in the end.

The demon couldn't help but have the name of a person in her heart, the name of the person who made her determined to embark on the path of cultivating immortals.

The demon was a little depressed, and he didn't participate in the conversation afterward, but took out the book "Ghost Record with Love" and flipped through the content of the second chapter.

"The Tao is born, and the Tao is all things. All things have feelings, and ghosts also have feelings. Love is deep, cause and effect can be eliminated, and life and death can be passed. The ghost has affection, and the love is said to be parting ......"

Soon, the demon finished reading the second chapter of "Ghost Record" in a daze, and before he knew it, the whole book was more than halfway through.

The demon demon did not rush to understand the morality of the second volume, but first followed the cultivation method recorded in the book, and ran the ghost qi in his body around his body for a big week, and suddenly felt indescribably comfortable.

The demon felt the changes in his body, and with the operation of the ghost qi, the demon always felt that there was a long-suppressed power in his body that was about to be awakened. The demon stabilized his mind, and according to the record in the book, he gathered the ghost qi in his eyes, and a faint black flashed from his pupils, and everything in the world seemed to be covered with a shallow black mist.

At the same time, these black mist were like a huge black curtain, reflecting many things that the demon usually couldn't see.

Translucent white figures wandered aimlessly through the empty wilderness.

The demon almost let out an exclamation, because right next to her, there was also a translucent woman. The demon looked at her, and she looked over as well.

Only then did the demon realize that this woman had no facial features, only an empty face.

Perhaps the "woman" felt the demon's gaze, and she slowly stood up and walked away slowly into the distance.

"This should be the lonely ghost of mortals, right?" The demon thought to himself.

Suddenly, a thought rose in the demon's heart that lifted her heart, and she slowly took out the ink painting that she gave to Luan'er from her arms, and slowly unfolded it.

When Luan'er's familiar face was displayed inch by inch in the demon's sight, she really saw the translucent fragment of Luan'er's pupil in the painting.

The demon trembled and stretched out his finger to touch it gently. Just as she touched her index finger that day.

A warm and familiar feeling ran down his fingertips through the atrium, and the demon heard the familiar voice in his heart again.

"Thank you, remember me."

"Luan'er, is it really you?" The demon meditated in his heart.

This time, there was no response, only the voice of his own inquiry, echoing in the valley of empty hearts, which lasted for a long time.

Even so, hearing Luan'er's words again gave the demon a great encouragement, if she was still worried about whether she could really resurrect Luan'er after finding the tail feather, now she has enough confidence that she can save Luan'er.

The demon was about to close the painting, Chen Siruo stepped forward, took the painting from the demon's hand, and said, "This girl is so beautiful, is she your friend?" ”

The demon said: "Very important friend." ”

"Is she dead, then?" Chen Siruo carefully examined the scroll and didn't seem to have any intention of returning it.

The demon couldn't help but be a little angry, but thinking that everyone still had to go together, he said politely: "No, I'm going to put the painting away." ”

However, Chen Siruo didn't seem to understand the meaning of the demon's words, her eyes stopped on the inscription of the scroll, and she frowned lightly and said, "Ink painting gift seven?" ”

"Who is the ink painting, and who is Seven?" She muttered to herself and looked at the demon, "Is Seven your friend's name?" ”

The demon didn't answer Chen Siruo's question, and took the painting from her hand directly.

Chen Siruo looked at the demon with an aggrieved face, and said in a low voice: "The demon is sorry, I just think your friend is very beautiful, and I want to take a second look." ”

Chen Siruo said as he looked over the demon's shoulder, looked ahead and continued: "If you don't like it, just tell me directly......"

The demon turned his head and looked at Chen Siruo's line of sight, it turned out that Pu Jia and Mu Yu had returned.

The demon stood up, and just wanted to say something, Chen Sixuan came out of nowhere, took the ingredients in Pujia's hand, and said softly: "Brother Pujia, you're back." ”

Chen Siruo also took the ingredients in Mu Yu's hand and said softly: "It's really hard for you, Brother Mu Yu." ”

For a moment, the demon felt as if she was an outsider who had joined their group later, and she shrugged her shoulders and sat back down.

Mu Yu almost came out of the gap between the Chen sisters, and he sat next to the demon with his ass, and his arm was naturally on her shoulder.

"I haven't seen you for an hour, do you miss my master?" Mu Yu asked with a smile.

The demon quietly took his hand away and said casually, "It's already dark." ”

Mu Yu was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "I understand, you want to say that I want to live like a year, right?" ”

The demon shook his head and said, "I mean, it's dark, what kind of daydream are you doing?" ”

Chen Siruo leaned over and said softly, "The demon girl is joking with you, we miss you very much." ”

Mu Yu immediately smiled and said, "The little master knows that the little demon has always had different hearts. ”

"Brother Mu Yu, I'm ready to cook, can you help me deal with the ingredients?" Chen Siruo asked in a low voice.

"Master can't cook, do you want to ask Pu Jia?" Mu Yu waved his hand again and again.

Pu Jia obviously didn't expect Mu Yu to throw this hot "potato" directly to himself, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Mu Yu, I am the head, not the man." ”

Then, he showed an apologetic smile towards Chen Siruo: "Miss Siruo, I'm really sorry, I really don't know how to cook." ”

Chen Siruo smiled: "Brother Pujia is polite. ”

Chen Sixuan also hurriedly said, "Sister, I'll help you deal with the ingredients." ”

In order to facilitate cooking, the three demons specially chose to build a campfire next to a small river, and the two sisters took the ingredients to the river to clean, and Pu Jia sat opposite the demon.

The demon gently patted Mu Yu's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You don't really plan to let the two girls cook for us, do you?" ”

Mu Yu said with an innocent face: "The master really doesn't know how to cook." ”

The demon said: "Miss Siruo didn't say that you would help with the cooking, so you should go and help others deal with the ingredients." ”

Under the urging of the demon, Mu Yuxin stood up reluctantly, turned around and walked towards the river three times in one step, and his resentful eyes seemed to say: "Why am I, why don't you and Pu Jia go?" ”

The demon heart said: "Miss Siruo almost wrote that she wanted you to help on the dish, can you see it?" ”