little demon

Chapter 1: The Little Demon and the Monk

When Fu He met the little monk for the first time, he was really small, only the size of a pea diced, and he wobbled a bucket and sprinkled it all the way.Fu He had a good heart and couldn't see it, so he showed up to help him, but the little monk dropped the bucket and burst into tears when he saw Fu He.

"monster!"

"Who is the monster?"

Fu He was most afraid of children crying in his life, so he quickly lost a seal, which made the little monk sob and could only shed tears and could not make a sound.

"I'm a goblin, do you know? It's the kindest."

The little monk shook his head tearfully, his little face was flushed red.

In the end, Fu He couldn't bear it, and told him "don't scream", so he solved the spell.

The little monk hiccupped twice, and said sobbingly as soon as the spell was solved: "All monsters are bad, I will ask my master to take you in."

Fu He raised his hand, the bucket stood at attention, and the water spilled on the ground returned to the bucket.

"You little monk, why don't you know how to repay your kindness? Is this what Buddhists teach?"

"That's not true," the little monk argued with red eyes, "Master said that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring."

"Yes," Fu He pointed to the bucket, "You owe me tens of thousands of drops of water now, and I'm afraid you can't pay it all in this life. In the next life, the next life, and the next life, you have to be my cow or horse, and you still want to I asked Master to clean me up."

The little monk looked at the bucket, then at him, his eye circles were even redder, he rubbed the hem of his clothes for a long time, as if he had made up his mind and said, "I, I won't tell Master, you leave the monastery quickly and don't come back."

"It's up to you." Fu He transformed into a figure and returned to the fog.

The little monk opened his mouth wide in surprise, and didn't bother to cry. He leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch it forward, scooping up a hand of air. Then he rubbed his eyes and picked up the bucket again. His small head was like the water in it. Water, clang clang clang clang.

Seeing this, Fu He quietly cast a spell to hold the bucket for the little monk, so that the little monk walked steadily in the second half of the journey.

Afterwards, the little monk would come to fetch water every day, and Fuhe would always cast spells secretly to help the little monk. Occasionally, a senior brother would pass by and praise the little monk for his strength, and the little monk would shrink his neck shyly and go to the place where Fuhe disappeared. cast a glance.

Fu He showed his original shape and made a face at the little monk behind his brother's back.The little monk was taken aback for a moment, and stuck out his tongue at Fu He.The senior brother in front of him touched his bald head strangely and asked the little monk what was wrong, but the little monk was too obedient to speak.

Fu He thought to himself, the monastery is really a strange place, it teaches all good children to look like normal, wood carvings and stone sculptures, all of them can talk about unknown things.

At night, Fu He sneaked into the little monk's room, found the one with the roundest head among the many little bald heads, and tapped the tip of the little monk's nose lightly.The little monk stood up shaking his head, walked out of the door quietly, and didn't wake up until the backyard, looking around in panic.

Fu He knocked the little monk on the back of the head, seeing that his legs were trembling with fright, he still pretended to be calm and shouted: "Where is the monster, show up quickly!"

"It's a goblin, not an evildoer." Fu He said with a suppressed smile.

The little monk breathed a sigh of relief, then stared.

"It's you bad monster again."

"I told you I'm not a monster."

Fu He knelt down and approached the little monk.

"Why do you keep calling me a monster?"

"Because you look... you look..."

The little monk's voice became smaller and smaller, until the last few words were almost inaudible. Fu He couldn't help asking: "How do you look?"

The little monk's ears turned red suddenly, and he performed an iron kung fu on Fu He, turned around and ran away.

"Looks like a cat demon!"

Fu He puffed up his face when he heard this, he is such a kind vixen, how can he look like a cat demon.

The little monk really has never seen the world, he must only know cats.

Fu He decided to show his original shape in the future, and catch another cat demon, so that the little monk can recognize that there are thousands of kinds of monsters in this world, so as not to go down the mountain, lose timidity, and be laughed at by others .

Ever since he met the little monk, Fu He's life in the monastery has become much more interesting. Children do not hold grudges. Fu He likes to tease the little monk when he is free.The little monk always ran away angrily, saying that he never wanted to see Fuhe again, and then he would approach Fuhe involuntarily.

Fu He saw the little monk's head rising up like a branch, his round head tended to be elongated, and he suddenly thought about it.

Taking advantage of the night of the full moon, when it was dark, he ran back to the cave where he practiced, and searched for the classics left by his clansmen, such as "Encyclopedia of Spells" and "Cultivation of Immortals". Decades of patience have been used up. Fu He felt dizzy.However, after searching for a few days, he couldn't find what he wanted, so Fu He had to go back to the temple dejectedly.

At this time, the spring is beautiful, the branches are full of flowers on the tree, and the bald head is shining under the tree.

Walking all the way, the little monk, who was walking all the way, walked absent-mindedly, as if his small body would fall to the ground at any time.

Fu He lay on the branch, flipped it over, and picked up the little monk's bucket as usual.

The little monk continued to walk a few steps forward as if unconscious, suddenly his body stopped, he raised his head in surprise, his eyes searched for something, until he saw Fuhe.

The little monk pretended to catch a glimpse of Fu He, dawdled under the tree, and asked coyly, "Where have you been these days?"

Fu He smiled and said, "Do you miss me?"

The little monk's ears turned red, and he argued: "No, I'm afraid... afraid that you will be taken in by the master."

Fu He nodded: "Oh, you are worried about me."

The little monk lowered his head and did not refute.

Looking at the little head of the little monk, Fu He felt more and more joyful, and told the little monk that he was looking for a spell.

"What spell?"

"A spell that makes you never grow up."

Hearing this, the little monk widened his eyes and said, "You actually want to harm me!"

"It's hard to say, I'm doing it for your own good," Fu He lowered his hand, "Elder monks are not good people, why don't you be my little monk forever?"

The little monk stared at Fu He's fingertips, hesitated for a while, shook his head, and said, "No, I want to grow up."

Fu He withdrew his hand in disappointment: "Then you will become as good as them."

"I..." The little monk hesitated to speak.

Fu He had no intention of listening to the little monk's chanting, so he cast a barrier, leaned against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes.

Hmph, isn't it just a little monk, as long as he thinks, he can have as many little monks as he wants, and if the little monk wants to grow up, he doesn't want to play with the little monk anymore!

The little monk suddenly lost sight of Fu He, and was very anxious. He dropped the bucket and searched for a long time. Seeing that he could not find anyone, he stared at the place where Fu He had stayed and stood there for a long time until the senior brother came to look for him.

Fu He looked at the little monk with his head down, carrying a bare bucket, being reprimanded by his senior brother all the way, and his heart softened, forget it, just grow up when you grow up.

When he grows up, no one can scold the little monk anymore.

Look how pitiful the little monk is, it's okay for him to show mercy occasionally to play with the little monk.