Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

"break!"

The black shadow threw out a magic weapon and quickly formed seals with both hands.

All the thorns attacking him broke instantly and fell down like dry branches.

Zhujiu's expression became more serious: "Golden Immortal Realm?"

Soon, he added with some disdain, "You're still looking for death."

In his eyes, there is not much difference between killing a Golden Immortal and killing an Immortal. It is just a difference between a mouse that is better at escaping and a somewhat stupid mouse. If you want to step on them, you can still step on them to death.

Zhujiu's originally gentle and harmless eyes turned into sharp vertical pupils, with golden pupils glowing, and in an instant, the situation changed.

The sky above the thorn bush was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

A huge pressure swept towards the black shadow in the middle. The thorns that had just been broken grew new thorns again. After the raindrops fell, they were reborn and began to grow wildly again.

This time, the thorns were far more swift and powerful than before.

"Zhu Jiuyin."

The shadow suddenly called out a name.

His face was hidden under the brim of his cloak and could not be seen clearly. Only a part of his pale skin could be seen in the afterimage of lightning.

"I know you're here."

Hearing what the man said, Zhujiu ignored him. Traces of dragon scales gradually appeared on his face. He raised his right hand and slowly clenched it.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind and heavy rain.

The thorns on the ground grew wildly, all rising dozens of meters high, waving their branches with poisonous thorns to attack the black shadow in the air.

Die.

Annoying ants.

"I have a way to help you revive Ling Heng!"

Lingheng.

For a moment, everything stopped.

The thorns withdrew, the wind died down, the rain stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed.

Zhujiu looked a little dazed.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he last heard this name. It was so long ago that he thought no one knew this name anymore.

"Do you know Ling Heng?"

Zhujiu teleported in front of the black shadow with a serious expression.

The shadow nodded: "Yeah."

Zhujiu sneered and asked, "What do you mean by that? Do you have a way to revive Lingheng?"

His eyes grew colder: "You don't even have the ability to survive me." So what qualifications do you have to say what you just said?

He didn't say the latter part of the sentence, but the black shadow understood what he meant.

"Don't be impatient. Sometimes, resurrection doesn't rely on pure strength." The black shadow slowly lowered his hat, revealing his true face. He pointed at his head and said, "It relies on this place."

Zhujiu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

……

at the same time.

The atmosphere on Lin Yan'er's side was very cheerful. She caught quite a few little monsters, more than the number she had caught when playing hide-and-seek before. She was so anxious to find Zhujiu to show off.

But she didn't see Zhujiu, so she scratched her head and murmured, "Why hasn't Zhujiu come back yet? Isn't he coming back?"

At this time, a few little monsters came to chat with Lin Yaner.

"I didn't expect you to find me so quickly today. I'm so angry. How did you find me hiding in the bushes? It's so low over there, and I'm small, so I shouldn't have been found so quickly."

"Where's Zhujiu? Where did he go? I remember he was the first one you caught. Now that everyone is out, why is he gone?"

"Remember to bring Bamboo Wine with you to play during the Fenghua Festival. I also want to see how powerful the little monster Bamboo Wine is. I've only heard of him before but never seen him in person. This time I want to see how powerful he is. He's so powerful that our little flower demon Lin Yan'er likes him so much."

"..."

The little monsters all focused on different things and chattered around Lin Yaner.

Lin Yan'er could only answer them one by one.

"It was pure luck that I found you. I just happened to see your exposed tail."

"Zhujiu left early for something. He should be here later. He didn't mean to not show up. Don't mistake him for somewhere else."

"Okay, I will definitely bring Zhujiu to the Fenghua Festival. But Zhujiu is not as powerful as you say. Hahaha, he is just a little monster. Maybe he rarely appears and seems a little mysterious, so everyone thinks he is very strong. In fact, there are many little monsters who can defeat monsters. Zhujiu may not be able to compare with them."

"..."

After replying to those little monsters, Lin Yan'er looked around but still couldn't find any trace of Bamboo Wine, which made her feel even more puzzled.

Normally, Zhujiu either goes to Zhongshan to farm, grow flowers and grass, or stays at home to sweep the floor. She usually does not go out. If she goes out, it is to deal with people or monsters who want to break into the depths of the Beiming Forest. But the whole process is very fast and will not make her wait for long.

Since Zhujiu had not returned yet, Lin Yan'er could only let the little monsters play first without waiting for Zhujiu. She didn't want to play anymore and stood there alone looking around waiting for Zhujiu.

"Zhujiu, what have you been doing?"

Lin Yan'er squatted on the ground, drawing circles out of boredom.

This is the first time that Zhujiu has made her wait for so long. I hope nothing will happen to Zhujiu?

But when this worrying thought came to her mind, Lin Yan'er immediately shook her head and said to herself, "Zhujiu is very powerful, he will be fine. He must have been delayed by something. I will wait for a while, he will be back soon."

A stick of incense passed.

Zhujiu did not come back.

"Maybe something happened to the flowers and plants in Zhongshan, and Zhujiu was busy saving them, so he didn't come? I'll wait a little longer."

Another stick of incense passed.

Zhujiu still hasn't come back.

"Zhujiu, if you don't come back it will be dark soon. Be careful or I will go back alone and not wait for you. I will let you, a little monster, go back by yourself. Humph."

it's getting dark.

Zhujiu still didn't come back.

"Zhujiu, I'm a little sleepy."

it's dark.

Zhujiu didn't come back.

"Zhujiu, I'm a little mad at you, the kind that you can't coax."

It's getting darker.

Bamboo wine still didn't appear.

"Zhujiu, where have you been? I'm not mad at you anymore, please come back soon."

"I'm so worried about you..."

I don’t know how long it took.

Lin Yan'er's hands were frozen from waiting, but she still didn't get Zhujiu. This was the first time that Zhujiu didn't keep his promise to her.

"Zhujiu, did you forget that I was still here and went home alone?"

"Bad Bamboo Wine, I will never forgive you."

Lin Yan'er's nose tip was red from the cold. She rubbed her hands and breathed out, but her eyes were full of worry.

She didn't want to think of the worst of things. She would rather Zhujiu forgot about her than think about what happened to Zhujiu.

It was late at night, the weather was cold, and even the moon was hidden in the clouds, without a trace.

In the Beiming Forest, only the faint light of fireflies illuminated the path ahead for Lin Yaner. She lowered her head and walked back in silence.

There was no humming or jumping around.

open the door.

It was pitch black inside, without any light.

"Little Bamboo, I'm back..."

No one responded.

Zhujiu didn't go home.

Lin Yaner's heart sank to the bottom in an instant. She leaned against the door, her vision out of focus.

"Bamboo wine..."

She said in a very soft voice, "Why don't you go home?"

It's really late.

Lin Yan'er squatted down, hugged her knees, buried her head in them, and didn't say another word.

She missed the bamboo wine monster.

……

Late at night when the dew is heavy.

"squeak……"

The tiny sound of the door opening startled Lin Yan'er who was curled up in the quilt. She almost couldn't wait to get up, and ran to the door barefoot without even wearing shoes.

"Bamboo wine?" Lin Yan'er looked at the dark figure who was bending down slightly to adjust his clothes, and asked softly, "Are you back?"

The black shadow paused.

He stood up and looked against the moonlight.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

This familiar gentle voice is Zhujiu!

Lin Yan'er was so happy that she almost cried. She went over and hugged him tightly, choking with sobs, "Zhu Jiuhuai, you said you would come back later, but you left me there alone. I waited for you there for a long time but you didn't come..."

Before she could finish, a very faint smell of blood wafted past her nose.

"Zhujiu, why do you smell like blood?"

Lin Yan'er temporarily forgot about crying. She touched Zhujiu's body up and down with concern, "Are you hurt? Where is the wound? Who hurt you?"

But Zhujiu did not answer her next question. He held her hand and comforted her, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I encountered some difficult things and it took me until now to come back. I saw that you were not there, and I thought you should come back. I didn't want to disturb your sleep..."

"Zhujiu, what's with the smell of blood on you?" Lin Yan'er interrupted him and said in a rare tough tone, "Tell me the truth, don't hide it from me!"

It was the first time she smelled this scent on Zhujiu, which made her feel uneasy and had an indescribable fear.

"Blood?" Zhujiu pretended to smell his cuffs, then sniffed his arm, and said innocently, "No, did you smell it wrongly?"

Lin Yaner affirmed: "Yes!"

She was not mistaken, it was the smell of blood, just extremely faint, not absent.

"Have it?"

Zhujiu looked very puzzled and smelled himself again, and indeed he did not smell any blood.

But looking at Lin Yan'er's expression, she didn't seem to be lying or joking, so he thought for a while before considering: "I'm not injured. Maybe I passed by somewhere on my way back and accidentally got it on my clothes? I really didn't do anything."

Zhujiu's explanation barely made sense, but Lin Yan'er felt uneasy and didn't quite believe him.

"Zhujiu, don't lie to me. I don't like you doing this."

Zhujiu hugged her back, patted her back comfortingly, and said in the same gentle voice as before: "How could that be? I won't lie to you."

Lin Yaner pursed her lips: "..."

She raised her eyes slightly, then quickly looked away.

She also wanted to believe the Bamboo Wine Monster, but the smell of blood on the Bamboo Wine Monster... didn't seem to be accidentally stained.

Lin Yan'er didn't know how she could tell the difference, but she just knew it.

"Little Bamboo Wine Monster, you must be aware of being a little monster. Don't do bad things and don't bully others."

"Also, I don't like the smell of blood on you."

"It's okay this time, but there can't be a next time!"

Lin Yan'er wanted to have a good talk with Zhujiu. She didn't know why Zhujiu lied to her, but she wanted Zhujiu not to make the same mistake again.

As a little monster, just be a good little monster and don’t get involved in things that don’t belong to little monsters.

Zhujiu said calmly: "Yeah."

He couldn't help but sniff himself again, but he really didn't smell anything. How could there be any smell of blood?

Fortunately, Lin Yan'er did not keep pestering him with questions. Instead, she urged him to take a shower and wash off the smell of blood on his body.

Zhujiu knew that the little devil Lin Yan'er didn't like the smell of blood, so he naturally went to take a bath obediently. While washing, he even smelled his body on purpose.

I really didn't smell any blood.

How did that little monster Lin Yaner smell it?

Zhujiu was puzzled, but he still washed his body carefully to prevent Lin Yan'er from feeling uncomfortable when she smelled the smell. After all, he still had to hold Lin Yan'er in his arms to sleep.

After washing with great difficulty.

Zhujiu deliberately changed into a set of underwear that he had never worn before, and made sure again and again that he had washed thoroughly and had no smell at all before going to bed. He didn't believe that the little devil Lin Yan'er could still smell the blood on him.

He opened his arms and asked deliberately, "Can you still smell it now?"

Lin Yan'er leaned over him and sniffed him. Her expression did not improve. She nodded and said honestly, "There is still a little bit."

Zhujiu was puzzled, so he asked, "Can you smell where the source is?"

There were really no wounds on his body, so there was no possibility that Lin Yaner would smell blood.

Lin Yan'er smelled the bamboo wine carefully and then shook her head.

"The smell is too faint. I don't know where it comes from, but I can really smell it." Lin Yan'er's eyes sparkled as she said firmly, "Little Bamboo Wine Monster, I didn't lie to you."

Zhujiu: "Well, of course I believe you."

What's more, there was no need for Lin Yan'er to lie to him.

It's just that he had just washed it from head to toe several times, and it could be said that it couldn't be cleaner, so there was no need to wash it again...

Zhujiu looked at Lin Yaner and asked carefully, "Do you want to sleep separately?"

Because Lin Yan'er didn't like the smell of blood, he was afraid that the faint smell of blood on his body would disturb her sleep.

Lin Yaner shook her head, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "No."

She leaned into his arms and muttered, "I can't sleep without you by my side. You can't leave."

"Besides, Zhujiu, you can't sleep without me, so we can't sleep separately. The bloody smell on your body is not very strong, just a little bit, it shouldn't have any effect."

Lin Yan'er was already a little dizzy after waiting for Bamboo Wine for so long today. She would not let the little Bamboo Wine monster leave her and sleep alone next door.

"Okay then." Zhujiu covered Lin Yan'er with the quilt and said with a smile, "Let's sleep together. Lin Yan'er, little monster, you have to go to bed early. It's already very late. If you don't go to bed now, it will be dawn soon."

Lin Yan'er nestled in his arms and responded in a muffled voice: "Yeah."

After seeing Lin Yan'er close her eyes, Zhujiu smelled himself again, but still smelled nothing. He couldn't help but wonder if his sense of smell was impaired.

"The little bamboo wine monster should go to bed early too."

Lin Yan'er still had her eyes closed, but she reached out her hand to Zhujiu's neck and pulled the half-sitting person to lie down on the bed.

"sleep together."

She pulled the quilt over them both.

So Zhujiu stopped worrying about where the bloody smell came from and just hugged her and prepared to fall asleep.

After a while.

He smelled the faint floral scent coming from Lin Yan'er, which was very soothing and helpful for sleeping.

And this faint floral fragrance will only be emitted after the little monster Lin Yan'er falls asleep.