Mu Yu reluctantly walked to the river, Chen Siruo hurriedly wiped the water on his clothes and greeted him warmly.

Looking at the clumsy Mu Yu from a distance, the demon couldn't help laughing.

"Youqi, there's something I think would be better for you to tell you." Pu Jia said.

"Huh?" The demon came back to his senses and looked at Pujia with a puzzled expression.

"It's about ghost cultivation." Pu Jia Road.

"Do you mean the newly formed Guigu Gate?" The demon asked.

"You know?" Pu Jia was a little surprised.

"I just heard Siruo talk about it." Demon Dao.

Pu Jia bowed his head and said, "Then did they tell you that the Guigu Gate requires all ghost cultivators to be initiated?" ”

The demon was stunned, shook his head and said, "That's not true, they only said that the Guigu Gate was established to find the peach left by the Chixia Immortals......"

mentioned Chixia in front of Pu Jia again, and the demon still had an indescribable meaning in his heart, and even his voice unconsciously lowered.

Pu Jia also seemed to sense the demon's thoughts, and he stood up and walked over to the demon and sat down.

"It's been a long time since we've sat side by side like this, have we?" Pu Jia said softly, her voice long and warm, not so much asking questions as statements.

The demon let out a soft "um", and his thoughts were brought back to a long time ago by Pu Jia's warm voice.

"There are some things I should have told you a long time ago." "It's just that I don't have the opportunity to speak, or I don't know how to speak." ”

The demon was at a loss for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.

There is only one self-comforting word left in my mind that keeps echoing: silence is golden...... Tonight's bonfires and moonlight.

Pu Jia suddenly turned her face sideways, stared at the demon very seriously, and said, "Actually, I can't let go of Chixia in my heart. ”

"I know." The demon whispered.

Although she had known that Pu Jia would say this, when she heard these words being uttered by him himself, her heart still tugged at her fiercely.

"I know, I already knew." The demon trembled in his heart and repeated.

"But do you know that this concern that once seemed indestructible to me has now collapsed." Pu Jia laughed softly, as if relieved, more like self-deprecation.

"I'm not going to ask you to do anything, or not to do anything." Pu Jia was silent for a moment and continued, "But I still want to tell you that the person who made me start to shake is you. ”

"But a man's heart is not big." Demon Dao.

"It's not big, but at least it's just enough to hold a peach." Pu Jia Road.

"But why is that?" The demon asked the doubt in his heart.

"I've missed it once and don't want to miss it again." Pu Jia said sincerely.

"But I'm a demon, not a peach or a red glow."

"The demon is very good, at least not worse than Chixia."

Unconsciously, the demon felt that her cheeks were burning badly, she took a deep breath, forced the idea of her heart shouting to make her agree, and said softly: "Pu Jia, do you remember what you said to me when we left the canyon together?" ”

"Don't be sad, I will accompany you in the years to come." Pu Jia said softly.

"Actually, I was thinking at the time, as long as I can always be by your side, it doesn't matter if I can't become an immortal for the rest of my life." The demon smiled slightly, turned his face sideways to meet Pu Jia's gaze, "What about you?" ”

Pu Jia was silent, and the demon continued: "A lot of things happened later, and we still faced life and death together and defended Zhongzhou together. ”

"Although I can get lucky every time, I still know that I can't do it."

"You mean Luan'er's business." Pu Jia Road.

"Yes and not quite." Demon Dao.

"Therefore, I often think that even if feathering and ascending to immortal is not the goal, it is more important to constantly improve one's ability through cultivation and protect all the things that one wants to protect."

With tenderness in her eyes, she smiled and said, "Demon, you have changed." ”

"Is it for the better, or is it not for the better?" The demon asked with a smile.

"Good or bad." Pu Jia touched her chin and muttered, "That's a problem. ”

"It mainly depends on what kind of aspect." Pu Jia added.

"Then let's talk about the bad aspects first." Demon Dao.

"You'd better listen to the good aspects first." Pu Jia Road.

"Then let's talk about it first." The demon pretends to be a great person.

"The demon has become more independent, more autonomous, and no longer the little girl who pestered me to ask questions." Pu Jia Road.

"What about the bad ones?" The demon asked.

"I can't coax you like before, just a few words." Pu Jia Road.

"If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with that." Demon Dao.

"Why is that?" Pu Jia was puzzled.

"Don't you think that the more challenging things are, the more fulfilling they will be when they are completed?" The demon said slyly.

"That's right." Pu Jia agreed.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Sixuan walked over with a cleaned chicken.

"We're talking about how satisfying it is to make a raw chicken into a delicious roast chicken, right?" The demon looked at Pu Jia and said.

Pu Jia agreed: "So, being an excellent kitchen assistant is also a very commendable thing, right, Muyu?" ”

Pu Jia looked at Mu Yu, who was carrying a fish that had been cleaned up, and asked with a smile.

Mu Yu sneered and didn't speak, handed the fish to Chen Siruo beside him, and went straight to the other side of the demon and sat down.

Chen Siruo took out a small and delicate purse embroidered with roses from his waist, twisted a trick, and the mouth of the purse slowly opened, and a miniature version of the kitchenware flew out of the purse.

When touched by air, these tiny kitchen utensils quickly grow in size like dried mushrooms in water.

The demon looked straight at it, and she said in disbelief, "Is this okay?" ”

"This is a bag that can hold some daily necessities." Chen Siruo said with a smile, "I used to be a cook for a while, so I carried these kitchen utensils with me out of habit. ”

The demon stood up, left Pu Jia and Mu Yu in place, walked to Chen Siruo's side, and said seriously: "Siruo, I'll help you cook." ”

"Does the demon girl also cook?" Chen Siruo was a little surprised.

"I know how to make hot pot, so I guess I can cook." The demon is a serious way.

Chen Siruo smiled and said, "Then I'll come, don't start with the demon girl." ”

The demon retreated to the side with some loss, watched Chen Siruo skillfully set up a pot stove on the fire, picked up a bunch of bottles and cans containing various spices, and gave the whole chicken a full body "massage".