The little girl doesn't come every day, and she doesn't bother Luo Jing most of the time.

In many cases, they even just go to the wooden house to take a picture, and then go to the mountains and forests by themselves.

So the beasts in the breeding ground were tossed by her.

The ferocious white-fronted tiger became her mount. Luo Jing can occasionally see the little girl riding on the back of a tiger, walking through the mountains and forests.

Later, she took a fancy to a ferocious boar and rode on the boar's back for a long time.

Finally, in order to show off the newly found mount, she also deliberately rode the wild boar to Luo Jing's wooden house and asked Luo Jing on the tree.

"How? This mount is mighty, isn't it? ”

Luo Jing looked down, the wild boar was a foot long, with fierce eyes and fangs to the sky, it was no longer an ordinary beast. It is estimated that I have learned to absorb aura, and in more than ten years, I may be able to become a refinement.

It looks indeed more powerful than the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes.

But looking at the proud little girl on the pig's back, Luo Jing couldn't help but say: "The old man said that riding a pig will urinate on the kang." ”

For this world-weary little girl, he is no longer as alienated as he was at the beginning.

After getting along for many days, although the two are not very close, they can also make some small jokes.

Hearing Luo Jing's reply, the smile on the little girl's face suddenly stiffened.

"Really?" She looked at Luo Jing suspiciously and asked, "Who told you?" ”

Luo Jing spread his hands with a sincere face: "The old people say so." ”

In this sentence, Luo Jing did not lie.

In his hometown, there is indeed a saying about riding a pig's urine kang.

The little girl on the back of the wild boar hesitated for a while, and finally glared at Luo Jing fiercely, and said, "I don't believe it!" ”

After saying that, she patted the pig on the back and drove the wild boar away.

But after that, she never rode the boar again.

Although it seems to be world-weary and mature, it is not as naïve as its peers. But this little girl named Luo Yanyin often reveals some traits that are only available at this age.

- To put it simply, it's not so obvious that it's naïve.

Luo Jing also completely believed that this was indeed just an eleven-year-old girl, not an old witch wearing a child's skin.

And after listening to Luo Jing's saying that riding a pig can urinate on the kang, the little girl became interested in this kind of rural anecdote.

She didn't toss the beasts in the mountains, but asked Luo Jing if there were any other interesting stories.

Luo Jing thought about it for a while, picked up some bedtime stories that he heard the old man tell him when he was a child, and gave them to Luo Yanyin, which was perfunctory.

To be honest, many of the bedtime stories Luo Jing listened to when he was a child were quite indescribable, and he didn't think Luo Yanyin would like it.

When he was a child, the bedtime stories that Luo Jing listened to the most were all told by his grandfather, and his parents almost never told Luo Jing any bedtime stories.

And the bedtime stories that my grandfather told about coaxing children in the countryside can only be said to be very outrageous when viewed from the eyes of adults.

For example, Luo Jing's most memorable story of becoming an old woman.

When the parents of a certain family went out, only the two sisters and brothers stayed at home, and at this time an "old woman" disguised as an old grandmother came, first begging for water to drink, and then pretending to be a grandmother to stay overnight.

My sister is clever and refuses to sleep with the old woman, but my brother is ignorant and thinks it is a grandmother, so he happily sleeps with the old woman.

At night, my sister hid under the bed, and the old woman came to look for her but didn't find her. Then my sister, who was hiding under the bed, heard many terrifying conversations between my younger brother and the old mother-in-law.

What "Grandma, why do your teeth grow so long", "Grandma, how do your eyes shine" and so on.

Then my sister, who was hiding under the bed, felt the blood fall from the crack above and fall on her face, and my brother was eaten from hand to foot by the old woman on top of her head......

These bedtime stories in the countryside and countryside can't be said to be outrageous, they can only be said to be very outrageous.

It's either bloody and scary, or it's the kind of shit, pee, fart, or the evil big brother and sister-in-law snatching the property of the upright brother and finally receiving retribution.

Luo Jing picked up two of these folk stories and told them casually, originally planning to perfunctory Luo Yanyin and make her lose interest.

After all, in Luo Jing's opinion, how could a demonic monk like Luo Yanyin, who summons the divine realm, be interested in this kind of local story that has no fashionable value.

But I didn't expect Luo Yanyin to like it.

A cultivator who summons the realm of gods, a disciple of the Demon Sect who kills demons and refines souls like drinking water, is very fond of local folk folk tales.

- This is even more outrageous than old people coaxing children to sleep and telling scary stories.

On the contrary, Luo Jing later said that the adapted version of well-known fairy tales such as Cinderella and the Ugly Duckling lacked interest in Luo Yanyin.

After the folk tale was finished, Luo Yanyin was not interested in the fairy tale, so Luo Jing could only adapt a few familiar stories and tell Luo Yanyin to listen.

And every time Luo Yanyin listens to it, he doubts it with disdain.

"The person who made up this story doesn't understand cultivation at first glance."

"How can a tree demon who has practiced for thousands of years be defeated by a Taoist priest who doesn't even have the realm of summoning gods......"

"Can a little judge of hell change the head of a dead man to the head of a living man? This kind of great power is very difficult to even summon the Divine Realm! ”

"Why are you a scholar again? The person who made up this story is actually a poor scholar, right? ”

Luo Yanyin was very disdainful of the various stories told by Luo Jing.

But while scolding, she urged Luo Jing to continue.

Occasionally, after listening to the story, I will lose my temper.

"What a brute this Jurdan is! If I meet him, I have to slap him to death! ”

"Why can't Nie Xiaoqian be with Ning Caichen? What kind of people and ghosts have different paths...... You are a disciple of the Demon Sect, how can you say such stupid things that only the Immortal Dao said? ”

"Didn't you make it up? How do I think that's what you made up...... I've never heard this kind of story before! ”

The little girl listened to the story and occasionally showed a moody side.

But she didn't get angry with Luo Jing.

Rather, a man sits there scolding, incompetent and furious.

Luo Jing stood next to him with a helpless expression: "The story is such a story, you have to listen to it...... I didn't have the strength to change the ending of the story to a reunion. ”

Luo Jing told the truth.

The little girl went away in a rage.

"Don't listen, don't listen! Bullshit stories, don't listen to them in the future! ”

Luo Yanyin, who walked away with anger, quickly disappeared from Luo Jing's field of vision.

The expression of hatred tickled the teeth, as if he had made up his mind that he would never come again.

Then within three days, she would appear outside Luo Jing's wooden house again, and said to Luo Jing inside the house.

"Luo Jing! Come out and tell a story! ”

In this way, Luo Yanyin, who found a new music, came to Luo Jing more often than before.

She came almost every other day, and sometimes the story was so good that she even came every day.

Luo Jing worked hard to recall, and almost all the stories he could tell were finished. The rest are stories with different worldviews and backgrounds that can't be told nonsense.

There are ghosts in the demon gate, and Luo Jing is reluctant to show too many abnormalities. If many stories with worldviews and backgrounds different from those of today's world are told, who knows what others will guess? Will it bring disaster to Luo Jing?

Therefore, regardless of Luo Yanyin's incompetence, Luo Jing always insisted on his own statement.

"There's really no more, not a single new story. That's all I know. ”

The little girl glared at him and forced, "I don't care!" You make it up for me! Make it up for me from scratch! ”

But Luo Jing really can't make up a story.

And Luo Yanyin, who didn't have a new story to listen to, finally compromised and asked Luo Jing to turn out the stories that had already been told once and tell them a second time.

And it was also listened to with relish......