Demon Lord became my apprentice

After going crazy all day, after dinner, before going back to the house, the exhausted Cong fell into Cong Rong's arms and fell asleep.

Cong Rong didn't wake him up, put down his chopsticks, got up and carried him back to the house.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of warm water, took a clean handkerchief, and sent it to the door, "Master Immortal, I fetched a basin of water for Cong to wash."

Cong Rong thanked him, walked to the door, and took the wooden basin and handkerchief.Cong Rong put the wooden basin on the low stool beside the bed, soaked the handkerchief with water, and wiped Cong Yi's face and hands.

As soon as she calmed down, Cong Rong couldn't help but think of the water-avoiding beads being activated.He put down the veil, took one of Cong Yi's wrists, as if feeling his pulse, and blatantly peeped at his meridians and alchemy.

After a while, the expression on Cong Rong's face changed, he couldn't tell if he was happy or sad, but he felt helpless as if he was being teased by God.

Cong Yi is less than one year old, but Cong Rong clearly detected the spiritual power from his alchemy house, it is very thin, but it really exists.

The descendants of the Xianmen family, because of the light of blood, most of the children have good bones, and some even do not need to practice the mind method, they can learn without a teacher, and breathe out the spiritual energy of the world on their own.Among them, very few gifted child prodigies have the ability to accumulate spiritual power in the Dan Mansion when they are around three years old.

But one as small as Cong Yi is probably rare in a thousand years.

Cong Rong thought to himself: If the eldest brother is still alive, Cong Yi's once-in-a-thousand-year cultivation talent will definitely become the pride of Shuofang Sect and even the entire Xianmen family.But now, the eldest brother is no longer alive, and the sister-in-law is unwilling to let their children go on this path. Cong Rong doesn't know whether Cong Yi's aptitude to look down on the crowd is a blessing or a curse?

After a long silence, Cong Rong sighed heavily, temporarily withdrawing from his complicated thoughts, and forced himself to focus only on the matter in front of him.

Cong Rong picked up Cong Yi who was sleeping soundly in one hand, and put the wooden basin on the ground with the other hand, then sat on the low stool with Cong Yi in his arms.The water in the wooden basin had been left for a while, and it was no longer too hot. Cong Rong carefully avoided the wound on the sole of Cong Yi's foot, and quickly washed his little foot clean.

There were several scratches on the bottom of Cong Yi's feet, and the wounds were not deep. After cleaning up the blood stains, thin and thin blood scabs suddenly appeared on his delicate and fair skin, which was particularly eye-catching.Cong Rong put Cong Yi back on the bed, took Sanhua hemostatic ointment, dipped a little on her fingertips, and slowly applied it on the wound on the sole of Cong Yi's feet with slender fingers in circles.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ah Shan couldn't wait to take Cong Yi out to play.Children are the easiest to heal their scars and forget the pain. After sleeping and eating, everyone is alive and well again.

Aunt Zhao had lingering fears in her heart, but she couldn't hold back her own child, so she could only tell her with her mouth full of words, not to do this or that.Cong Rong, on the other hand, was as calm as ever and didn't seem worried at all.

However, before Ah Shan and Cong Yi went out, an extremely inconspicuous streamer quickly sank into the back of Cong Yi's neck like a meteor under the cover of the scorching sun.

At the same time, there was a knock on the simple wooden door of a farmhouse in Shuangquan Village, and a young man's voice came politely: "Old man, Xiaosheng and Jiannei passed by here. The weather is hot, and I want to ask you for a drink."

The old man was peeling corn cobs in the yard. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing, got up and opened the door, "Both of you sit in the yard for a while, and this old man will bring you some water."

"Thank you old man."

In a blink of an eye, the old man brought two bowls of cold boiled water and put them in front of them.These two dressed in extraordinary clothes and behaved in a refined manner, only drank half a bowl to quench their thirst, and then chatted with the old man who continued to work.

"The weather is really hot recently!" The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a flick of his sleeve.

The old man echoed cheerfully: "As the saying goes: there is a tigress after autumn. It will be hotter for a while."

The man also laughed and said: "Qihuhu is really powerful! The torrential rain yesterday was so heavy, but this morning, it was so hot again."

The old man agreed: "Who says it's not."

The man sighed: "Just now, Jiannei and I came from the south of the village. We wanted to go to the stream to get some water to drink, but the mountain torrents made the stream muddy and undrinkable."

"In the past, this creek often flooded. In recent years, there has been less rain, and the creek is almost dry. The heavy rain last afternoon came too suddenly and so violently. I heard that the old man almost I washed away the disobedient children." The old man let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, they were all rescued."

Hearing this, the man was overjoyed, and continued to say: "It's quite thrilling, but I don't know who has such good water skills and rescued all these children?"

The old man shook his head, "Well, this old man doesn't know. I only know that they are a few children from Aunt Zhao's family at the head of the village. By the way, two strangers, one big and one small, lived in their house recently. Maybe that person rescued them." .”

"I wonder what the name of Aunt Zhao's child is?"

"Ashan." After blurting out, the old man felt that something was wrong, and he asked, "Why are you asking this?"

The man chuckled: "Just curious." After finishing speaking, he stood up, took off the water bag at his waist and handed it to the old man, and said respectfully: "I have been bothering you for a long time, and my wife and I have almost rested. Please help us pretend Get some water, we should hurry."

The old man did not suspect him, filled the water bag with water, and sent them away.

As soon as they left the old man's house, a man and a woman just now restrained all their breath and hid in the village not far from Aunt Zhao's house. In the void, they stared intently at Aunt Zhao's farmhouse.

Ah Shan was told not to run far, so he had to wander around the village with Cong Yi.The village is not big, and Ah Shan quickly visited the places that he thought were very interesting. Cong Yi felt very bored and turned around to go home.Ah Shan didn't play enough, he followed Cong Yi's butt, chattering non-stop, hoping he could play outside for a while.

Soon, Cong Yi walked near Aunt Zhao's house.Seeing that he was about to abduct him into the house, Ah Shan was in a hurry, grabbed Cong Yi's arm, and assured him again and again: "Cong Yi, don't rush back! I also know a very interesting place, which is more interesting than the haunted ghost just now." It’s much more fun to stay in the house, jump into the sandpit, and play hide-and-seek. Really, you believe me, it’s in the woods in front of my house, if it’s not fun, it’s not too late for you to go back! Okay?”

Cong stopped in his tracks and asked, "Tell me first, what's so interesting."

Hearing this, Ah Shan said with a guilty conscience, "Climbing a tree? Picking persimmons?"

"Persimmons?" Although Cong Yi had never eaten persimmons, he was always interested in delicious ones.

Seeing this, Ah Shan immediately explained: "Yeah, persimmons, like red lanterns, are very delicious."

Cong said calmly, "Let's go."

"Let's go, let's go," Ah Shan said excitedly, "Let's pick persimmons!"

All this scene was seen by a man and a woman hiding in the void. After the two looked at each other tacitly, the man followed Ah Shan and Cong Yi silently.

There was indeed a persimmon tree in the forest. It was not tall but very prosperous.It's just that the fruit is not like a red lantern as Ah Shan said, but green and yellow.

Cong looked at Ah Shan, and Ah Shan laughed guiltyly, "It tastes the same, almost." After that, he took the initiative to squat under the tree and let Cong step on his shoulders to climb up, "I'll help you up first." .”

Cong Yi didn't say anything, he held onto the tree trunk with both hands, and stepped on Ah Shan's shoulder.If one ignores that they are climbing a tree at the moment, judging from Cong Yi's movements alone, he would think they are practicing some elegant and dignified top-secret martial arts.

As soon as Cong stood firm, Ah Shan slowly got up, supporting Cong to keep rising.After a while, Cong stretched out one hand, grabbed the lower branch, turned over neatly and sat on it.

A Shanye was used to it, so he grabbed the trunk and climbed up after a few rubs.He conveniently grabbed a green persimmon from the branch under his ass, wiped it on his body twice, and handed it to Cong Yi next to him, "Try it?"

Cong looked at the persimmon in his hand calmly, and said, "You have worked hard, you eat first." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and picked a persimmon from the branch above his head.

Seeing this, Ah Shan was not polite to him, and bit the hard and astringent green persimmon.Ah Shan is different from Cong Yi, he is not picky eaters at all, and his tolerance is quite high, as long as it is not poison, he may be able to eat it with a normal face.

Cong Yi carefully observed the expression on his face, only when he bit it, he frowned slightly, and returned to normal in an instant.At this moment, he even started chewing with big mouthfuls.

"The taste is not bad, like a green apple." Ah Shan said with a smile: "You can eat it quickly. By the way, when we go back later, let's pick some more and take it with us. I remember my mother baked persimmons for me before. Very delicious."

Cong Yi didn't believe his sense of taste, and threw the persimmon in his hand back and forth in the air, "I'm not hungry, I want to save my stomach to eat persimmons."

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded, "Ah Shan?"

Hearing someone calling him, Ah Shan subconsciously responded, "Hey, who called me?"

While talking, a young man strode towards Cong Yi and the others.

Ah Shan didn't know this person, so he said bluntly: "You are not from our village, I have never met you. What do you want from me?"

"Don't be afraid, uncle just wants to ask you something." As he spoke, the man took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve and spread it out in his palm, "Do you want candy?"

"Caramel?!" Ah Shan immediately beamed with joy, and jumped to the ground without even thinking about it.

Cong Yi didn't speak or move, just sat on the persimmon tree, dangling his calf, watching all this with a calm face.

The man also seemed a little strange, Cong was completely indifferent to the candies, so he couldn't help but look up at him.After taking a look, he immediately noticed the two beads on Cong Yi's wrist.

At this moment, Ah Shan trotted up to the man, hesitatingly raised his fingers in the air, and asked timidly, "Can I eat?"

The man withdrew his gaze, stretched the sugar bag towards Ah Shan again, and said kindly, "Eat it."

Ah Shan rubbed the sugar bag with his fingers, quickly twisted a piece of sugar from it and stuffed it into his mouth. The strong sweet taste diffused in his mouth, and Ah Shan stomped his feet excitedly.

The man stared down at the sugar bag in his palm, his gaze was like a falcon, as if looking at something else through the sugar bag.

not him.

Ah Shan ate to his heart's content, and asked, "By the way, what do you want to ask me?"

The man quickly restrained his mind and didn't answer, but walked over to Cong Yi across Ah Shan, held the candy in his palm to him, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Cong Yi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said very sincerely: "You treat me to candy, and I treat you to persimmon."

After finishing speaking, Cong Yi stuffed the persimmon in the man's other hand.The man was still a little bit unresponsive, but Cong Yi suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked him in the face.

The man's hands were all occupied, and he subconsciously retreated several meters away.However, with luck, the breath could not be hidden.

"Master!" Cong Yi shouted towards Aunt Zhao's house.

Cong Rong was adjusting his breath in the room when he suddenly felt a surge of devilish energy around him, and then he heard Cong Yi's shout.With a thought in his mind, Cong Rong turned the window out of the house and flew towards the grove.