Monster [Quick Transmigration]

If she hadn't heard about the cause and effect from the two young servants, Yu Xiuzhen would have been deceived by the appearance of the evil god, thinking that the Jiang family had worshiped the evil god but had not fulfilled their due responsibilities.

Seeing that the evil spirit seemed to be in a good mood, Yuxiu asked while the iron was hot: "My lord, do you need me to clean the whole courtyard?"

The evil god thought for a while: "Qingguiyuan is not small."

Yuxiu said: "Anyway, I usually don't have anything to do. I do some work every day. It can be done in a few days or ten days."

Hearing this, the evil god did not refuse again: "If you want."

Now that there is something to do every day, Yuxiu no longer sits with the evil god on the corridor to play the game of who is the wooden man.

But now the weather is hot, just standing in the open space for a while can sweat all over, but there is not even a shady place around.

Without the shade of trees, the sun shines directly down, making people's eyes hurt.

A few days later, the courtyard was much cleaner and tidy, but it was still bare and without any aesthetic feeling.

Although people are afraid of evil gods, plants are not.

This afternoon, when Yuxiu was weeding, she found that there were several clusters of weeds growing under the corridor of the evil god's hut. The green weeds clinging to the pillars in the ground, hiding herself in the shadow of the corridor.

Yuxiu reached out and pulled a handful of weeds, and was about to throw them into the bamboo basket when she suddenly found two small white flowers caught in the weeds.

The little white flower looks petite and fragile, with five petals surrounded by yellow stamens. It is so small that it trembles when the wind blows.

At this time, the voice of the evil god suddenly sounded, "What are you looking at?"

Yuxiu came back to her senses, raised her head and found that the evil god had quietly walked in front of him at some point, smiled and handed over the flowers and plants in her hand: "My lord, look, there are a few flowers blooming under the corridor."

The evil god lowered his head, as if looking at the flowers and plants in Yuxiu's hand: "Yes."

Yuxiu took back the flowers and plants and threw them into the bamboo basket, he said: "There are still some over there, I'll pull them out together."

He was about to go there when he heard the evil god say, "No need, just keep them."

Yuxiu froze for a moment, then looked at the evil god in doubt.

The evil god said in a calm tone: "If you want to come to Qingguiyuan, there are only a few flowers left."

Yuxiu was silent for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, she said inexplicably, "There will be in the future."

The next day, Yuxiu found those two young servants again.

After the two servants learned that Yuxiu wanted to pick some flowers, they took the initiative to lead him the way.

The ladies in the mansion were idle and planted a lot of flowers and plants in a small garden. Naturally, the maids and servants were not allowed to pick them at will, but if it was the little master, most of the ladies would not refuse.

On the way, Yuxiu asked the names of two young servants by the way, and learned that one of them was called Ding Wen and the other was called Ding Yuan.

Ding Wen and Ding Yuan led him to the small garden, and happened to meet two wives sitting on a stone bench in the small garden drinking tea and eating snacks, and a row of maidservants stood behind them.

After hearing their footsteps, the eldest servant girl came over: "Who's here? The third and fourth wives are here."

Ding Wen immediately had a flattering smile on his face, and he walked forward quickly: "Sister, it's the little master from Qinghuai Temple who is here, and he wants to pick some flowers and plants back."

"Which little master?"

"Little Master Yuxiu."

"It turned out to be him." The big maid was not as enthusiastic as what Ding Yuan and Ding Wen said, and said blankly, "If he didn't stay in the evil spirit courtyard, why did he come out and wander around?"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Wen suddenly became at a loss, and he did not expect such a situation.

Seeing this, the eldest servant girl began to chase people away: "You guys go away quickly, don't disturb the rest of the third and fourth wives."

Ding Wen grimaced: "But..."

The big maid interrupted him: "There are so many flowers and plants in the mansion, you can pick them wherever you want, no one cares about you."

Before the words were finished, a woman sitting on the stone bench behind suddenly got up: "Okay, what does it look like?"

The big maid's voice stopped abruptly, and she hurriedly turned to greet her: "Fourth Madam."

The fourth lady who spoke was a middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes, but she had a sharp appearance, and she was even more bluffing when she frowned, she bypassed the maidservant and went straight to Yuxiu.

"Are you the little monk who lived in the evil god's courtyard?"

Yuxiu was uncomfortable seeing the fourth lady's probing eyes, but she still said yes.

The fourth lady said again: "Just now I heard that you want to come to our place to pick some flowers and plants?"

Yuxiu replied yes again.

"Little master, it's not that we don't want you to pick it. The main reason is that we have limited flowers and plants here, and they have been carefully cultivated by the few of us over the years. If you pick today, he will pick tomorrow. Isn't it a person? Are you able to come?" The fourth lady's expression was flat, but the words she uttered were quite eccentric, "But it's strange to say that so many things have happened recently, and the little master is still thinking about these things."

There are thorns in every sentence of the Fourth Madam, which makes Yuxiu feel uneasy.

Since the Fourth Madam didn't want to see him so much, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

"In that case, then I'll look elsewhere." After saying this, he turned to leave, but was stopped by the third lady who came from behind.

"Little master, there are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted behind the east wing where your master and brother live, and it's time to bloom now. If you don't mind, please take a few back."

When Yuxiu heard this, she turned her head in surprise, and happened to meet the smiling face of the third lady, and the third lady said: "The osmanthus trees over there are all planted by the servants, please feel free, little master."

Yuxiu gratefully said thank you, then followed Ding Wen and Ding Yuan away.

Not far away, he heard the fourth lady's angry voice behind him: "Sister-in-law three, I have already rejected that little monk, don't you mean to make me unable to step down?"

The third lady's tone was still calm: "Your fourth room has an accident, but it is the little master who is to blame. Are you afraid that Master Huaishan will be unhappy?"

The fourth lady disagreed: "It's just a little monk."

After that, I can't hear clearly.

Along the way, the atmosphere was awkward, both Ding Wen and Ding Yuan buried their heads and dared not make a sound.

In fact, Jiang's family used to respect the four masters and apprentices very much, until the four masters and apprentices lived in the mansion, their master didn't know what they thought, but sent the little master to the courtyard of the evil god.Since then, people in the mansion have gradually had other ideas.

And there were so many things happened a while ago, the only person who died was the servant of the fourth room, the fourth master and the fourth wife were naturally more afraid than the others, they dared not blame the master and master Huaishan, so they could only put their resentment on the little one On the master... It's just that the fourth wife is not willing to do superficial work.

But Ding Wen and Ding Yuan knew very well how innocent the little master was. He was forced to move into the courtyard of the evil god, and was trapped inside by that wooden door.

Therefore, no matter what other people said, their attitude towards Yuxiu was still the same as before.

When he was about to reach the East Wing, Ding Wencai couldn't help comforting Yuxiu: "Little Master, Fourth Madam has such a temper, don't take her words to heart."

Yuxiu nodded: "I understand."

Seeing that Yuxiu really didn't care much about what happened just now, Ding Wen breathed a sigh of relief. He and Ding Yuan borrowed a large pair of scissors from other places, cut five or six sweet-scented osmanthus for Yuxiu, and wrapped the lower ends with cotton cloth for convenience. Yuxiu holds it.

When returning, Ding Yuan asked Yuxiu: "Little Master, what do you want this for?"

"Purify the air." Yuxiu lowered her head and sniffed the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and said, "The yard smells too bad."

Ding Yuan snorted. Speaking of this, he and Ding Wen felt the same way. The smell of blood in the courtyard made them not even have the courage to step in.

"But this sweet-scented osmanthus is not very effective. It will die when it is broken off, and it will lose its fragrance after a while." Ding Yuan thought for a while and suggested, "How about this, we will find you some flower seeds. Plant it in the yard?"

Yuxiu's eyes brightened: "Is it possible?"

Ding Yuan looked at Yuxiu's round black eyes, and suddenly found that when the little monk laughed, there were two shallow dimples on his fair cheeks, like a child, he couldn't help but also smiled: "Of course Can."

"Thank you."

Yuxiu returned to the courtyard, perhaps because of the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, the smell of blood in the courtyard seemed not so unpleasant.

He found two vases in the house where he lived, fetched water to clean the vases, and then inserted five or six sweet-scented osmanthus into the two vases.

The small vase was placed in the middle of the table, while the large vase was held in his arms, and he pushed open the door and walked out.

He went straight to the tribute platform, hesitated for a long time but still did not dare to put the vase on the tribute platform, but carefully placed it in a corner of the corridor.

After putting the vase away, he just stood up when a snow-white figure suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye.

Yuxiu's shoulders trembled slightly, and he quickly regained his composure. He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the evil spirit approaching him quietly again.

"My, my lord." Yuxiu was nervous and apprehensive, stammering, "Osmanthus fragrans are blooming, I think it smells good, so I broke off a few branches and gave it to my lord, I-hope my lord likes it."

The evil god stood still, as if watching Yuxiu through a white mask without blinking.

Yuxiu's ten fingers hanging in front of his body were almost tangled together, his body became more and more tense, and sweat kept coming out from his forehead.

Fortunately, the evil god's gaze didn't last too long. When the evil god turned his head and walked towards the vase, Yuxiu relaxed all over and let out a sigh of relief.

The evil god walked to the vase and sat down, his feet wearing anklets hung down from the edge of the corridor. He was tall and long-legged, and his bare feet stepped on the ground below.

The sun shone on the evil god, and for a moment, the evil god's skin was so white that it glowed transparently.

Yuxiu watched as the evil god lowered her head and sniffed in front of the sweet-scented osmanthus, her high strands of black hair slipped down her shoulders, only then did Yuxiu realize that the evil god's hair was born naturally curly, from the side, it looked surprisingly good-looking.

"Very fragrant." The evil god's words interrupted Yuxiu's thoughts.

Yuxiu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly surprised and delighted, she blurted out a thoughtless sentence: "Does your lord like it?"

But after he finished speaking, he regretted it. This sentence was really offensive.

Unexpectedly, the evil god nodded slightly: "I like it very much, thank you."

"..." Yuxiu took a sharp breath, and for some reason, an emotion called joy surged up from his chest, occupying his brain uncontrollably.

So much so that his whole body was so light, as if he was stepping on a cloud.

If he had known how to fold a few more osmanthus, he thought rather annoyed.

"Little monk." The evil god's voice sounded again, "What happened today?"

"Ah?" Yuxiu scratched her head blankly, thought for a while before saying, "What is your lord referring to..."

The evil god looked up at him: "Of course it happened to you."

Hearing this, Yuxiu suddenly thought of the wall he had run into with the fourth lady, but he didn't know what the evil spirit was asking, so he shook his head: "My lord, nothing serious happened to me."

The evil god stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yuxiu became inexplicably nervous again, and after a while, she still opened her mouth to tell the whole story of what happened in the small garden.

After listening quietly, the evil spirit nodded and said, "I see."

Yuxiu didn't know what the evil god knew, so she didn't dare to ask more questions, so this topic ended like this.

In the early morning of the next day, several servants came to clean the house and the tribute stand as usual.

As soon as they put on fresh tributes, they heard the sound of iron chains shaking in front of them. When they looked up, there was a white figure standing on the originally empty corridor.

What's more, that person was wearing a white mask that everyone is very familiar with.

These servants were all elderly and had worked here for decades, but this was the first time they saw the evil god with their own eyes.

They were all so frightened that their legs went limp, and they knelt straight on the ground.

"My lord, evil god..." the old servant in charge said tremblingly.

They have served the evil god for decades, and thought they were the only ones in the entire mansion who were the most special, but they never thought that one day they would die in the hands of the evil god...

Fortunately, they are old and have been blessed by evil gods for decades in this monster-infested world, and now they have nothing left to cry.

Thinking of this, the servants were all mentally prepared.

Unexpectedly, the evil god stood motionless in the same place, and said to them, "Call Jiang Fuci."

Hearing this, several servants were stunned. They looked at each other. If they didn't see the surprised expressions on other people's faces, they would have thought they heard it wrong.

The leading servant didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly responded, then hurriedly got up from the ground and ran towards the door.

Yuxiu slept again until dawn before waking up. By the time he fetched water and wiped his body, his stomach was already growling with hunger.

He wanted to go to the front yard to see if Ding Yuan and Ding Wen had brought the meals, but before he crossed the bridge, he saw a group of people standing dryly under the scorching sun.

He was startled, subconsciously thinking that something happened again, but the next moment he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Little Master."

It was Lord Jiang's voice.

Yuxiu took a closer look and found that the person who took the lead standing under the scorching sun was really Jiang Fuci. Seeing that Jiang Fuci was so sunburned that he couldn't open his eyes, he waved to him: "Little Master, you finally got up."

I don't know if it's Yuxiu's illusion, but he seems to have tasted a bit of gnashing of resentment from Jiang Fuci's words.

Yuxiu was really at a loss, as she walked over slowly, she found that not only Jiang Fuci was here, but also the Fourth Madam and several maids of the Fourth Madam who had met yesterday—including the eldest maid who pointed and scolded him. .

It's just that the condition of the fourth lady and the maidservants is obviously not good, their cheeks are flushed by the scorching sun, their bodies tremble uncontrollably, and the fear in their eyes is almost solidified.

Yuxiu remembered what the evil god asked him yesterday, and seemed to understand what was going on.

Jiang Fuci led the group of people to bask in the scorching sun for more than an hour, and the water in his body was almost gone. After finally waiting for Yuxiu, he didn't care about talking about other things, so he hurriedly pulled Yuxiu away and said, "Little Master, what happened yesterday was my fourth sibling's fault, I have already told her, and I brought her here to apologize to you."