This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Before An Ling had waited long on the railing, she saw Li Wanjian carrying three flat baskets full of things, staggering from the surrounding building to the open space in the middle. People only have two hands, so how can they hold three things at the same time? He was amazing, holding one in each hand, and holding another in his mouth, and just walked out like this.

Anan was still helping her mother pick vegetables. When she saw Li Wanjian approaching, she quickly put down the leaves in her hand, ran to him, took down the flat basket he was holding, and complained, "Why are you carrying so many things at once? Aren't you afraid of the heavy weight?"

Li Wanjian estimated the weight and shook his head, indicating that it was not heavy at all.

"Can't you just say 'it's not heavy'? You're not really mute!" Anan sighed.

Li Wanjian just pointed at his stomach and said calmly, "I'm hungry." Then he walked straight to the table with fried rice, grabbed a handful of fried rice and stuffed it into his mouth. Anan was so scared that he quickly grabbed him and signaled to his cousin-in-law who was staring at them fiercely, "Stop eating! Everyone else hasn't eaten yet, but we've already eaten. This is not good!"

After Li Wanjian swallowed the fried rice, he followed Anan obediently without asking why. He had been here for almost two months, but he still didn't understand what "rules" Anan was talking about. But it didn't matter, he just had to do what she said.

At first, he was just passing by and saw the bandits attacking here, so he followed the consistent principles of the Sword Sect and drew his sword to help, but he never thought that by some strange coincidence, he would stay here. Of course, he didn't eat the food in the tower for free. During his stay here, he was responsible for protecting the safety of the tower.

He didn't know why, but when the older women in the tower saw him, they would always smile and whisper to each other, or ask him curiously when he would marry into the family. He didn't understand what "marry into the family" meant, and every time he encountered such a situation, he could only shake his head and walk away quickly.

Apart from the miscellaneous trivial matters, he was quite happy staying here. For example, Anan's mother, the kind-hearted woman, would often cook delicious food for him. The first human-like food he had ever eaten in his life was the vegetarian noodles she made.

Thinking of this, Li Wanjian licked his lips. The vegetarian food is so delicious, so what would it taste like with "lard" added?

He and Anan sat side by side on the steps, waiting anxiously. Anan said that the "lard" could only be made after the grandfather, the clan leader, personally cut the whole pig and distributed it according to the seniority, and the clan leader had to worship and perform a lot of rituals. He was so eager that he wanted to go up and pick up the pig and run away.

To be honest, he had never been so anxious when he was still training in the Sword Sect. The most he had done was when he seriously challenged his master before. When he faced his master's long-famous skills, his heart couldn't stop pounding. Of course, it was because of excitement at that time. After all, this was the leader of the Canglan Sword Sect. Being able to defeat him fairly in swordsmanship was Li Wanjian's dream since he was a child.

"We, the Yuan family, today declare our loyalty to heaven and earth and offer sacrifice to our ancestors!"

"Let's put fruits and incense on the table, and offer sacrifice to the spirit of our ancestor in heaven, and bless the whole family to prosper and prosper. A tree will thrive if it has roots, and water will flow if it has a source. I hope that the thousands of descendants of my Yuan family will be connected by blood, have the same heart and mind, share weal and woe, and have many branches and leaves!"

……

Li Wanjian yawned. He had no idea what he was saying. Anyway, it was probably about communicating with ancestors...

Anan poked Li Wanjian with his elbow and whispered, "Be more respectful! This is New Year's Day to pay respect to our ancestors!"

"When we miss our master, we go and talk to them directly." Li Wanjian's words shocked Anan so much that he shuddered. "Pah, pah, pah! Don't say such unlucky words! You won't die, you know?"

Li Wanjian just looked at her quietly. It was rare that he didn't have that invincible aura, but was gentle instead. "Anan, everyone will die. I will die, and you will die too. We are all the same."

"But, but..." Anan grabbed Li Wanjian's sleeve, "Death will separate us."

"No," Li Wanjian pointed to the full moon in the distance, "When people die, they will be reunited in another place. Those who are still alive should finish the things that they may regret, so that their lives will not be in vain."

"So, is there anything you regret in your life?"

"No, Li Wanjian will never regret anything in his life." Li Wanjian said.

Although these three words are short, they summarize Li Wanjian's colorful life. He is such a person who never regrets "missing", "losing" or "choosing" until his death. His swordsmanship has always been so upright, yet indestructible. He is a person who puts himself in the game, sacrifices his life for justice, and eliminates evil spirits.

……

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, until Anandu had already fallen asleep leaning on Li Wanjian's shoulder, the tribe leader shouted, "Give us the pork!"

Li Wanjian shuddered and stood up immediately. Anan, who was leaning on him, fell to the ground with a thud. "Ouch! What happened?"

"It's time to distribute the pork! Let's go!" Li Wanjian picked up Anan, half dragged and half hugged her, and sprinted towards the pork.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Anan yawned, "Don't be so impatient, there's no share for us. We don't have a son, and my father has gone out of town to do business, so it won't be our turn so soon."

Before he finished speaking, the clan leader called Li Wanjian over with a smile and handed him a large piece of fat pork. "Young Master Li, here, this piece is yours. Fortunately, you were here before, otherwise, the tower would have been breached by those damn bandits! Today I will make an exception to thank you for saving our lives!"

Anan opened his mouth in surprise and looked at the fat pork in the chief's hand - it was fat pork! It was the best part! The fat part was used to fry pork, and a bowl of lard was enough to eat for a whole month! Not to mention such a big piece of pork!

Li Wanjian happily accepted the fat pork. It turned out that this was what good deeds are rewarded with! He had saved the people in the tower, and today they thanked him with pork. It really solved his urgent need!

"It's just a piece of cake." Li Wanjian smiled for the sake of pork.

The two of them waited anxiously for Am to get a small piece of pig's trotter. They didn't care about what was going on next and hurriedly pulled her home, eagerly waiting for Am's lard noodles.

"Look at you two little greedy cats." Am scolded with a smile, and carefully brought two bowls of fragrant lard noodles to the table, "Come on, eat quickly."

To put it in modern terms, Li Wanjian is a person with very low emotional intelligence. As soon as he saw the dishes being served, he began to eat the noodles hurriedly, fearing that he would eat a second late. Anan stood up and took out another bowl, gave half of his noodles to Am, and then started to eat.

Outside, the north wind was howling, and the whole sky was bleak, but inside the tower, there were lights and decorations, and the atmosphere was festive. The small house was even more joyful. An Ling stood outside the house alone, watching their joy quietly, and sighed, "Li Wanjian is truly a child of destiny, with such good luck. He was so stupid just coming down the mountain. If he met someone with bad intentions, it would be a misfortune for the world. Fortunately, there are kind people here, allowing him to adapt to the life on earth a little."

I just don't know what her test is. An Ling has been watching Li Wanjian's experience from the side, but she can't figure it out. If it's related to the sword, Li Wanjian has never made a move so far.

Soon, after Li Wanjian finished the bowl of noodles with lard, An Ling's vision darkened again. She knew that time was about to jump again.