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Yifu lay on the edge of the table, folded his hands under his chin, watched Yaobai's strokes, and traced the man's hair with great concentration.Yao Bai seemed to be familiar with this person's appearance, even the details such as the small mole under his eyes were carefully drawn.He bit the pen holder, looked at the desk and there was no ink of other colors, and murmured to himself in a tangled voice: "This little mole should be red."

Yifu suddenly had a premonition that the person in the painting was not Yaobai's whim, but he had actually met him, and even knew him well - otherwise, how could he even know the color of a mole on his face.

"Who is this?" Yifu asked.

Yaobai was taken aback, then raised his head, only to see Yifu staring at his painting with a complicated expression.

Of course he couldn't say something like "It's you", so he picked up the paper and shook the ink, and said nonsense, "He is a famous beauty in our monster world."

"It's so pretty," Yifu said almost with certainty, "Xiaobai likes him very much."

"I like beauties," Yao Bai was taken aback for a moment, then said flatly, "But I don't like him."

Yaobai didn't intend to explain the two seemingly contradictory sentences to Yifu, in short, they were bad debts that would take a lot of time to mention.Hearing what he said, Yifu didn't ask further, he was very honest.

He watched Yaobai casually folded a few stacks of paper and stuffed them into the pages of the book, it seemed that he was just drawing to relieve boredom.A pair of bright eyes looked at him and said, "Go to the back mountain to play?"

Yaobai nodded and said, "Okay."

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It was late at sunset in the mountains, and the orange glow dyed half of the sky, and half of the sun's face was still hanging on the top of the distant mountain.

For a child of Yifu's age, it's all about where the excitement is, and the back mountain is deserted, except for the trees and grass, and a gloomy Buddhist hall, there is really nothing to play.But ever since he met the little sparrow spirit here, Yifu felt that there must be something special about this place. In his eyes, the trees here are taller than other places.

Behind the Buddhist hall is a row of small courtyards, which are used to accommodate pilgrims who stay overnight.Yifu pulled Yaobai to walk in the other direction, where the mountain road was narrower, and the soles of the feet were paved with fist-sized stones, and when the mountain rained, there were clumps of moss growing on it.

After walking a few steps, Yaobai saw that the toes of his shoes were stained with green moss juice, and said unhappily: "My shoes are all dirty, why do I have to go this way, the road behind the Buddhist hall is closer .”

Seeing that he was unwilling to go forward, she stepped forward and pulled him, and the two of them huddled shoulder to shoulder, coaxing patiently: "This side is also close, it would be bad if we meet people on the road. "

Yao Bai frowned, becoming even more unhappy.It has long been heard that mortal monks believe in the "not my race" and use hunting spirits and monsters as merit.Wen Bufan grew up in the human world in this life, and Bao Buqi was also abused. He felt that he was a little monster and could not be mixed with human beings.

"What's wrong, mortals have so many prejudices."

Yifu was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand why it was related to prejudice.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yaobai became more convinced that Yifu thought so.For some reason, I started to get angry in my heart, and thought: It's fine if you played around with me in the last life, who told me to judge people only by their faces.In this life, you are nothing more than a useless mortal monk, so why should you be so angry.

Yaobai couldn't figure it out for a while, so he pushed Yifu forward suddenly, "I'm not going!"

The road was covered with moss and was already slippery, so he was caught off guard and thought that Yao Bai's foot was missing, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull him, and the two of them rolled into a ball in an instant.

Yifu fell down and didn't see Yaobai, so he hurriedly crawled out of the grass.But the grass was so deep that it could barely reach his forehead. He looked around but couldn't find anyone.He could only scratch around in the haystack with his head covered in moss, shouting, "Xiaobai Xiaobai!"

Yao Bai was lighter than him and fell a little further.At this time, he sat up in the grass on the left with a stomach full of anger, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Yifu!"

Yifu followed the sound and saw him, hurriedly limped and ran over, like a green turtle with limited mobility.

"Let me see where you fell." Yifu grabbed Yaobai's arm, his face full of anxiety.Checked up and down, and finally only found a scratch on the back of the hand.

Yaobai didn't think it was an injury at all, he was about to get up when he saw Yifu holding his hand, then he lowered his head, and something warm and soft touched the back of his hand.Yaobai froze for a moment, the scorching heat of the wound made him uncomfortable, and what made him even more uncomfortable was Yifu's movements.Except for Wen Bufan, he had never been so close to another person before, and in his anger, he even forgot that the child in front of him was Wen Bufan.

Yao Bai pulled his hand back fiercely, and roared even more angrily: "What are you doing?!"

Yifu raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, not caring about Yaobai's attack, "There is mud on the wound, it needs to be cleaned, otherwise it will fester."

Yaobai rubbed the back of his hands viciously, dissatisfied with the smell left by Yifu, "I can do it myself! Besides, I'm a demon, not as fragile as you guys."

Yifu had nothing to do with Yaobai's temper, so he could only let him rub the back of his hands until it turned red, and then said to himself in a vicious voice, "I'm not going here!"

Yifu could only lead him onto the main road.Even though he followed his wishes, Yao Bai still looked unhappy.Yifu sighed, looking very worried: "Xiaobai, why do you have such a bad temper and make friends with other demons?"

Yao Bai's heart is really lenient, how I make friends is none of your business.Then he became angry again: Wen Bufan never thought of him as having a bad temper, so why does this little monk hate him?

A mouthful of harsh words came to his lips and was about to spit, when Yifu said worriedly: "Ordinary people eat five grains and suffer a lot of suffering, and their life is only a few decades. Unlike monsters, they can be friends with you for a long time." Fu turned her head, looked at him and said with a smile: "So Xiaobai needs to make more friends with monsters!"

Yao Bai was silent for a long time, "You can also be friends with me for a long time..."

"I can't do it anymore." Yifu watched a lot of strange tales of ghosts and monsters, and felt that he understood monsters better than monsters. Indifferent, only when Yaobai is mentioned will he show a bit of pity and regret. It seems that it is a big shortcoming that he cannot be with Yaobai for a long time.

Yaobai felt a little bit mean while being moved, thinking of the night before he decided to go to Mount Radiant Flower, he heard Bufan's promise to be together forever in the phoenix forest.Wen Bufan definitely didn't take it seriously at the time, his mind was full of sending this wishful thinking little phoenix up the mountain, so that he could leave with merit.

Now the reincarnation wants to be a long time.

Yifu took out two mottled bamboo poles from nowhere and said he wanted to fish.Yao Bai had never fished before, so Tu Xinxin followed him to dig for worms.The worms that Yifu used as bait were exactly the same as the worms that Wen Bufan dug up to feed him back then.

Yaobai glanced at the floating face, wondering if it was an illusion, he suddenly felt that the demeanor for a moment was somewhat like Wen Bufan, but it was only for a moment.He thought to himself, maybe because he is still young now, maybe he will look more and more like him when he grows up in the future.

I don't know what I'm fishing for when I'm fishing, I feed all the catches to a worm and put them back into the stream.

As the sky was getting dark, I had a lot of fun to collect the pole, and when I was walking back, I suddenly asked, "Xiaobai, do you think people really have past lives?"

He told Yaobai about the butcher and the snake demon in the book, saying that in their previous lives, one was a tree growing on the edge of a cliff, and the other was a mountain spring in a crack in the cliff.

"I feel like we met in a previous life." Yifu said.

Yaobai glanced at him, and thought: Although most of the book is nonsense, but this time you are really right.