Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

The little boy started to run under the pear tree when he had nothing to do, and he even left Kunpeng, who was the most amusing in the past, aside, but no matter how he kept his head down and begged, the tree fairy never saw him.

Three years later, the tree fairy never appeared.

Shen Linyu rode on Kunpeng's back with a dejected expression, and then lay on the bank of the Wangchuan River. Facing the mirror-like water surface, she scratched her head and posed, and sighed, "Yushu Linfeng! Just like this, there are still people who don't like it and don't know how to praise it!"

He was a little older, and he acted a lot more perverted. He secretly took advantage of the night and lit a fire around the pear tree. He was afraid that he would really burn the tree, so he stayed up most of the night and stood nervously by the side.

Who would have thought that just after waking up at one o'clock, it would rain even in Fengdu...

He was so angry that his cheeks swelled into squirrels.

A few days later, Granny Meng taught him a lot of Taoism and martial arts, he smiled maliciously, slipped to the world and stole a few annoying chickens and ducks, and kept them under the tree, chirping and crowing, and he Believe it or not, the tree fairy can bear it.

After two hours of morning class, he came to look at it, and there were already corpses all over the place, what a pity.

Could it be that the tree fairy moved his hand!

He hurriedly ran over, but there was no trace of mana left. He explored seriously, rubbing the mud with his fingertips, it turned out to be highly poisonous.

Little young master, never admit defeat!

The little boy quickly regrouped, set up a tent under the tree, and stayed here day and night, he couldn't believe it, he still couldn't wait for the tree fairy to catch his breath!

But he obviously couldn't do it.

After three days of support, the upper eyelid and lower eyelid have been uncontrollably closed together, the little boy shook his head violently, hold on!

But in the blink of an eye, he fell headlong to the ground without a gesture, his body covered in pear petals, and he slept soundly.

The pear tree trembled violently in the night, and hugged the young master into the tent with a curvature visible to the naked eye.

But the little young master is heaven and earth, be more honest when it’s cold outside, and when you enter the warm tent, you will become a bully, with your hands and feet tightly locked on the pear blossom branches, and you still yelled, "Don't go!"

The pear blossom branch tentatively twitched the branch, but it was bitten by one bite. He thought, forget it, he will cut off his arms.

When Fang was about to slash down, a bit of ice-cold scalded it.

The little young master still had his eyes closed, his face was thinner than when he was a child, and he was still a bit fleshy, he was wronged like a wrinkled bun, and he said vaguely: "You lied!"

Pear Blossom Branch shrank back in fright.

It was like hearing some heart-wrenching words.

The movement was too big, which woke up the little young master. He opened his eyes and grabbed two handfuls in his arms. It was empty, obviously it was just a dream.

He fixed his eyes again, and there were broken pear blossoms in the tent.

He hurriedly got out, looked at the familiar and neat tree in front of him through the cold moonlight, "I know you are here."

The tone was long, with a little sticky sleepiness.

"Tree Immortal, you have broken your promise." The young master stood alone under the tree, "I was born in Fengdu, very close to a stranger, and I have very few things, and everything is very precious."

"But maybe it's not important to the tree fairy."

The branches swayed, and the cool breeze was silent.

The little young master smiled lightly, and said heartily: "The tree fairy doesn't have to worry about me,

Now that I read poetry and books and excel in martial arts, I am already an indomitable man. I can let go of my childhood promises, and I can also bear the parting of life and death, and I will no longer disturb the tree fairy by crying. "

There was silence.

The little young master lifted his robe and knelt down to worship, "From now on, the mountains and rivers are rare, and the tree immortals cherish them."

The pear blossoms pressed between his eyebrows, and he was not allowed to kowtow.

The little young master raised his eyes, and a cold and deep voice echoed in his ears, "You want to go?"

Why does he have to stay here alone after Po Meng and all the ghosts have been waiting for a hundred years?

"It's almost a weak crown, and I will leave this sad place sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, the little young master turned around and left without mercy.

And countless pear blossoms fell behind him, disturbing the wind and snow all night.

The little young master was stubborn on the surface, and let out harsh words, but when he returned to the hall, wrapped his head in a cloud blanket, he sobbed all night, like a tearful person.

The next morning, he had to comb his hair and wash himself, and learn acupressure from Meng Po without changing his face. Obviously his heart was broken into pieces, and he had to act like an emotionless killer when he shot.

Is this growing up?

The little young master had a sour nose and eyes, so he simply picked up a branch as a sword and confronted Po Meng. There was no winner or loser for hundreds of rounds.

As usual, the little young master's tail was up to the sky, but now he said a few words of self-effacement, which was even more gratifying for Granny Meng, "The fairy has grown up."

One sentence is like an ant's nest in a dam, and the little young master was defeated, two lines of tears rolled straight down, and the mask that was maintained for half a day became empty words.

The little young master felt ashamed, so he flew thousands of miles away with a whoosh, and wandered around Fengdu in dismay. Just walking, he saw the pear blossom tree that haunted his dreams again.

He secretly thought it was bad luck, turned around and left, but in the end, he came back after half a stick of incense.

What is a house leak and it rains overnight?

This is more than continuous night rain, this is a storm!

The young master's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, he blew a whistle, and ran away on the Kunpeng, but he fell in the air and fell straight into the arms of the pear blossom tree.

Can really have yours.

The little young master turned around quickly and landed on the ground, he said respectfully and distantly: "I don't know if the tree fairy invited me here, what instructions do you have?"

The pear blossom tree was quiet for a long time, until the little young master got annoyed and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly said, "Don't go."

"What do you mean?"

The pear tree didn't make a sound, a branch caught the little young master's little finger.

The young master's eyelashes trembled, and he said calmly: "Speak clearly."

Lihuashu seemed helpless, and scratched his palm in compromise, "We have an agreement."

"Huh?" The young master exhausted all his experience, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were trying to turn up, and pretended to be profound.

The pear blossom tree put down all its branches, and tightly wrapped him around its jade-like trunk, with a soft tone that rolled into his ear like a feather.

"When you grow up, don't leave me."

Looking forward to the three-year dream come true, the little young master finally couldn't help but smiled happily. He also secretly thought that the tree fairy was out of his mind, and he clearly said that he would not leave him.

Granny Meng didn't understand him either, she was still full of gloom when she went out, but her face was full of joy when she came back, she thought it was a young man's heart, a needle in the bottom of the sea, which is very difficult to understand.

The young master spent a happy and worry-free time. In the morning, he learned literature and martial arts from Meng Po, and after class, he went to visit the pear blossom tree Qingqingwowo. Although this word is not appropriate, he really thinks that the tree fairy is very clingy .

Since I talked about it last time, I wish I could grow on myself.

Touching his face even while talking well, hugging him suddenly while slapping him when he was fighting, or smelling a strange smell on him after he sneaked out of the world, He was so angry that the pear blossoms all over the tree buried him and marinated him.

The little young master started calling him a tree demon.

Small belly dryad!

While cursing viciously, the little young master held the newly bought gadgets to coax the tree demon with no memory.

The dryad stopped him ten miles away.

The young master gritted his teeth, "You don't know good from bad! My young master misses you every time I go back to the ghost town, yet you dare to let me shut the door!"

The dryad sneered coldly, "Isn't it just one of them?"

Everyone has a share in the love of the young master, tsk.

The young master smiled narrowly, and raised his eyebrows at him with a dark expression, "This is the latest book of Yubaozhai's words. Not only are the feelings sincere and touching, but also it is full of pictures and texts. It is popular in the capital, and it is hard to find!"

The dryad felt something was wrong.

"It cost me 500 taels of silver to collect at a high price in the black market. I didn't even want to look at it myself. I came to find you to enjoy it with you at the first time."

Regardless of what it was, the tree demon who said these words was extremely comfortable, so he didn't bother to argue with him, and wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him to the branch.

The young master couldn't help but opened the cover of the book, and leaned in front of him to enjoy it together. After a while, the young master frowned, carefully approached the pattern, touched his chin, and turned another page. Tilting his head in thought, he turned the book upside down again, poked the tree demon, and asked, "Why are you so hot all of a sudden?"

Unexpectedly, he fell from the tree.

The little young master was so angry that he pointed at him and scolded: "Even if this book is not good, you can't throw me!"

The branches of the tree demon "clicked", apparently to the extreme, the young master thought he was going to hit himself, and jumped up in fright, but the tree demon seemed to go crazy, and tore the ugly book into pieces. broken pieces.

"Grandma Meng only allowed me to go to the human world once a month, but you tore up my book, how will I live this month!"

The tree demon was probably annoyed, so he took a few deep breaths before saying, "I'll tell you."

Upon hearing this, the young master's almond eyes shone, and he found a good position without saying a word, and urged him with his arms on the pillow, "Speak quickly."

"Thousands of years ago, the battle between immortals and demons..."

As soon as the tree demon got up, the little young master continued: "From now on, the six realms will be unified, and the world will return to peace. Hey, let me tell you, don't you ghosts in Fengdu only tell this story?"

...The dryad was stunned, "Have you heard of it?"

"My ears are calloused from what Po Meng told me."

There are a lot of pear blossoms on the ground for no reason.

The dryad asked tentatively: "Then how do you evaluate the ghost king?"

"Bad man."

The little young master shivered from the cold, "Why do you get hot and cold all the time."

The Dryad didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why?"

"Well... one of the crimes is stealing the Pillowman's spell for one's own selfishness, causing the heavens to collapse; the second crime is not accepting the evil consequences, but harming the common people and trying to hide it from the sky; the third crime is to seduce extremely Evil, killing millions of relatives. The worst person in the world is nothing more than that."

The tree demon's usually emerald-green branches were dyed a withered yellow color.With the last bit of hope in mind, he asked, "If you were, would you hate him?"

The young master pouted immediately: "Of course I hate him to death!"

The dryad couldn't even breathe.

"—caused Granny Meng and the others to become short-lived ghosts!"

The dryad didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, he didn't change his face when he held palms against the Demon Lord, but now, after just a few words, his mood went up and down, and his back was drenched in sweat.

But he couldn't help it, couldn't help listening to the young master's heart, couldn't help begging to turn around.

"But if you talk about the catastrophe thousands of years ago, I think he is also a poor man, but he is just a pawn of heaven." The little young master counted on his fingers: "Stealing the magic of the fairy, losing the love; harming the common people , leading to the annihilation of the family; crossing the sea with deceit, self-denial and self-forgetfulness. In the end, you will suffer the consequences yourself, and it is not to say that you did not forgive."

"Tsk, it's just..."

The Dryad was silent for a while, then asked, "What?"

"Heavenly Dao has done so many immoral things, so he just died?" The young master shook his head: "Aren't the fairy kings and ghost kings who were deliberately plotted are extremely pitiful?"

The dryad said coldly: "Everything cannot escape cause and effect. Since it owes something, it will naturally have to pay it back."

The young master laughed again: "Why are you like Granny Meng? The old god is here, and you can't understand what you're saying. Why don't you just look back at my romance and feel at ease."

The dryad rubbed against his neck with a flower branch, the little young master suddenly turned over and pressed that part of the branch under his body, leaned over and kissed the flower petals.

The Dryad stiffened.

But the little young master gave another two mouthfuls in puzzlement, and stuffed his mouth with a stamen, "Hmm... I don't understand, the tree demon, why did you ask people to overlap each other in the picture book?"

The dryad threw him from the tree.

The little young master was caught by Kunpeng in mid-air, still in a trance, only hated, never come to look for this heartless tree demon again!

?Shen Xuanhe

Yan: I regret it, I should take another look

Fish: Just watch, what are you doing rubbing my belly?

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Thanks to "Shouting 123", "Jiujiu loves to sleep", "It's not a little goldfish" for the fish food ~