God is loved by little demons

Book Title: God is Loved by Little Demons

Author: A funeral

Summary:

Danmei + np, Xiaobaiwen, not abusive, don't like to stray into it.

A little white demon came from modern times to the ancient times of alternate history. Here he met some strange human beings. Why are they strange?Because their eyes all looked like they wanted to eat him, which made him terrified all day long, no wonder the master often said, "Human beings are weird~"

To put it simply, it is a story of a little white tiger transformed into a human being and came to the human world and was eaten by several "wolves" without even bones left.

The author says:

Although this is A Zan's second novel, the writing style is still immature. I hope everyone can give some comments. A Zan will correct them one by one and try to make the novel better. Next year, A Zan will take the high school entrance examination, so it may be delayed. Some, I can't update the text in time, and I hope everyone will forgive me.

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[The following is just a word count, you can ignore it, but the lyrics are really good~~~]

"Three Thousand Worlds Kill Crows"

night silence night crow rise night sleep night crow silence

Get up with you at night and wear light clothes to resign for you

But day and night are like three seasons

Snow Flying Willow Bank

See whose paper kites look forward to

The wind blows the top of the blue sky

when will you return

Looking forward to the rosy clouds, the setting sun and the drunken sky

Regain the feather clothes and lightly tap between the eyebrows

Dance and sing for the king

Drunk with you

Today, it rains all night and falls on Wushan Mountain

Who cares about his broken red thread

I only hate that the sound of crows buried the lingering lightly that night

Also buried for half a lifetime

night silence night crow rise night sleep night crow silence

The night rests, the lonely shadow leans on the railing and sighs, the evening wind rushes away

Three seasons have passed, but it seems like a day and night

The rain murmurs in front of Yantang

Paper kites under the flowers and leaves

The thread seems to be broken but not broken

I won't see you in this life

Sighing that I am nothing more than a singing and dancing scene

Jun ink dyed string wind flows through the green shirt

Rumors in the world are hard to share all night and night

night after night

Jun Changyan held the long sword and killed three thousand crows

Spring flowers and autumn moon walk with me

The sound of rain is chaotic, Yusheng is cold, light up the lamp and look again

The picture scroll you gave me

The other side of the sail joins hands with the fleeting years and drifts away

I burn the qin and break the strings to swim all over the mountains and rivers alone

Laughing is not like that time when I was lonely and cold in a foreign country and the night was warm

Suddenly the wind blows and the sound of crows gradually blows down whose tears

"The Musician"

If you send a love to this chord

The North Star echoes it far away

Take out this paulownia piano for you

I played so hard again

You who unshackled my ankles

Humming an unfamiliar accent while walking in the palace

When I played the piano for the king, I turned my head and saw you

The emotions of first encounter are hidden in the sound of strings

Moonlight often comes to my hometown

How many regrets to send back

Swallowing the spoonful of hot porridge you fed me

This year can pass quietly

The lights are flickering and the city is listening to the rain

The night wind scattered a few circles of ripples

You listen to me practice this song outside the door

I prepare a raincoat for you

The sound of the piano spread to the homes of ordinary people

some are laughing some are crying

Deep in love, I also shed a tear

With the broken strings, the homesickness is restored

You link your fingers like a butterfly flying from the window frame

fly over my fingertips and eyebrows

The sound of breathing is only because of you getting quieter

Blow out the lights and let me hug you

The King of the Winter Solstice releases me to return to my hometown alone

I carry the piano step by step and look back into the palace

You hum the half song we know

it's mixed with your low sobs

The long, long journey to my hometown

It's a poem that people can't finish

Compose the joys and sorrows for you

Why can't I help myself when I feel sad

The moonlight always shines on my hometown

I'm the fish put back in the pond

Thinking of the spoonful of hot porridge you fed me

This memory ends there

This year is still passing quietly

"String of Silk and Bamboo"

rain patter

softly strumming the strings

road twists and turns

The willows are dark and the flowers are bright countless times

Graphite Scholarly A Song of the Moon on the West River

The wind blows away the willow

Jiangnan Sizhu Reminiscence Water Town

It doesn't matter if the water goes with the sky

sing softly

sing your wish

meandering river flowing

Hundreds of rivers come together

I hear it far away

A string of silk and bamboo

just found out

draw out all the thoughts in my heart

suddenly a breeze

Take me to the temple of Longhua

feel the eternal

classic

Gongshangjiao Zhengyu

that melodious rhythm

One pass ten ten pass one hundred

Spread in all directions for 5000 years

Listen to the deduction at the foot of the green hill

Spring River Flower Moon Night

As if being taken back to the West Lake

delicate and melodious

Elegant and vivid

Bamboo Light and Yuelang

Happy but not crazy sound echoes

It's all about remembering the south of the Yangtze River

quietly come to me

The strings have played a moving silk music

Waiting for the combination of Zhuyin

shake your head gently

listen to the song in your heart

Quietly listen to the singing of the flowing water

sing the land of fish and rice

I hear it far away

A string of silk and bamboo

just found out

draw out all the thoughts in my heart

suddenly a breeze

Take me to the temple of Longhua

feel the eternal

classic

Gongshangjiao Zhengyu

that melodious rhythm

One pass ten ten pass one hundred

Spread in all directions for 5000 years

And that music is brought by Aya

happy smile of man

Has contributed to the full moon

[A Zan: You scolded me, A Zan was just trying to make up the number of words. . . 】Stewing the lid and running away~~~~~~

The green hills on both sides of the strait face each other, and the green trees are green.Looking up, the strange peaks cover the sky, the clear stream is gurgling under the feet, and the strange rocks lie on the waves.The beauty of the mountain scenery in the rain lies entirely in the indistinctness.If it exists, it has obviously turned into steaming mist along with the floating cloud shadow like a veil; if it does not, it reveals its face between the opening and closing of clouds and mist.The hazy distant mountains are shrouded in a layer of veil, shadowy, in the misty clouds and smoke, they are far and near, and they are just like a few strokes of light ink on the blue sky.

One with eyes as crystal as black glass, only cold in the eyes, and noble and arrogant in the brows.The golden sunlight, making his handsome face extraordinarily dazzling, the man caressed a young white tiger in front of him. The little white tiger was like fine silk and satin, its light was scorching, and its color was brilliant.Looking at this tiger-faced door again, it is quite different from ordinary beasts, its whiskers are straight and straight, its small ears are shaking, its tail is wagging back and forth in the air, and its head is rubbing against the man in front of it.

The man said helplessly to the little white tiger: "Bai Luo, do you want to play in other worlds? The master knows that there are a lot of fun there~" A certain unscrupulous master put on a longing look.

The little white tiger stopped and was very happy. He stuck out his tongue and licked the face of the man in front of him. He nodded in a humane way and kept wagging his tail. But what was shocking was that this little white tiger could speak human language: "Master, master, can Luo Er go down the mountain? Can I see those humans?"

The man nodded, stretched out his slender fingers to touch the little white tiger's head, and said dotingly: "You, you are not allowed to transform into a prototype casually in the human world, let alone use the spells entrusted to you by your teacher without permission. You can't trust others casually, let alone..." The man told the little white tiger one by one, and the little white tiger stared at him carefully, and nodded his head to show that he understood. .

The half-meter-long little white tiger jumped into the man's arms, arched his head against the man's chest, and asked coquettishly, "Master, why didn't you go with Luo Er?"

The man shook his head, supported the little white tiger on his body with his hands, and his eyes drifted into the distance, as if he was recalling something: "Luoer, master will not come to the world with you, master has to accompany your mistress..."

The little white tiger obviously didn't understand what the man said, but a slender man still vaguely appeared in his mind. That man was the teacher's wife that the master said, but that man had passed away a few years ago.

The man finally fixed his eyes on the little white tiger, and said seriously: "Luoer, the master will cast a spell now to let you leave. You have to remember that you need to walk alone in the future, you know? Don't be too playful." . . ”

The little white tiger rubbed the man's cheek reluctantly. Although he didn't quite understand what the man meant, he knew that he was about to leave the man, and the man would go to accompany the man who had disappeared long ago.The little white tiger jumped out of the man's embrace, turned around and turned into a magnificent young man, the young man was like the darling of the heavens, making the world look pale, and all flowers ashamed.

The boy in human form, with tears in his charming phoenix eyes, looked at his master reluctantly.The man became ruthless, and urged the formation to watch the young man gradually disappear. The man smiled as if released, his eyes were blurred, his body

The shadow also slowly turned into a fluorescent light and scattered around without a trace, and vaguely heard a man's voice: "Yue, I'm here..."

The snow mountain is long and long, and it seems to be overflowing with curling vibrato.The snowy silver peak under the sky is blue, and the Rongbuk Glacier is as transparent as glass.The majestic and majestic mountains inserted into the sky of the exhibition.Looking around from a high position, there are snow-capped mountains and ice peaks standing in the sky,

Very bright in the sun.Beautiful and tall, exquisite in shape, as bright as crystal jade, as brilliant as thirteen sharp swords, against the backdrop of the blue sky, it looks like a silver and vigorous jade dragon lying on the top of the mountain, dancing forever, jumping into the Jinsha River. Potential.

In a place surrounded by snow-capped mountains, a woman is wearing a light blue ancient costume, with silver and white lines outlining a holy charm, a blue wide-sleeved wide-sleeve top made of misty silk brocade, embroidered with five Zhai Lingyun patterns, and the gauze on the top The patterns are woven with dark gold threads, and the dots on each Zhai Feng feather are small and muddy.