Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

"Dongfang Yuechu..."

The steamed bun shop owner looked at the words "Tu Shan Hong Hong" written by Dongfang Yuechu in his own blood, and below them he wrote the four characters "Dongfang Yuechu" in small black regular script. After finishing writing the words, the bright red blood characters on top of them began to show signs of melting.

The steamed bun shop owner's eyes lit up, then he did some calculations with his fingers, suddenly frowned, shook his head slightly, and then let out a long sigh!

"Young friend, you do indeed have a connection with the chief, but..."

"But what?!" Dongfang Yuechu asked very seriously.

The boss calculated with his fingers again, and finally sighed.

"It's just that you two are destined to be together but not to stay together. If you don't have a benefactor in this life, it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven for you to be with the leader..."

"Tch! I think you're just a con artist!"

Dongfang Yuechu gave a disdainful thumbs-down and was about to leave. This old liar actually said that being with the Fairy Demoness was as difficult as climbing to heaven! Compared to that, he believed one thing more: a simp who simps will eventually have everything!

"Hehe, young friend, it's fine if you don't believe me. However, you will make a major choice in your life. This choice will determine the life of your benefactor and the final outcome of your marriage with the chief."

"A benefactor? Pshaw! Who would believe you, you old liar! Tell me, where is my benefactor?"

"Hehe, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed..."

Dongfang Yuechu frowned and pointed at the steamed bun shop owner.

"I think you're just trying to fool kids! I'm not falling for it!" Dongfang Yuechu said as he ran towards Tushan Yaya, who was waiting for him.

The steamed bun shop owner, watching Dongfang Yuechu's retreating figure, wasn't annoyed. He picked up a feather fan and fanned himself, then uttered eight words indifferently.

"Far away, yet right before my eyes."

"Pshaw! Old liar."

"Young friend, be careful not to make the wrong choice, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The shop owner's voice gradually faded away, and Dongfang Yuechu walked to Tushan Yaya's side.

"What were you and the shop owner talking about? Why were you talking for so long?"

"It's nothing, he's just talking nonsense, I don't know what he's saying."

Suddenly, a thunderclap boomed in the sky! Dongfang Yuechu and Tushan Yaya were startled. The sky, which had been clear just moments before, was now covered with dark clouds!

"Wh-what's going on!" Dongfang Yuechu subconsciously looked back and saw the steamed bun shop owner holding an iron basin over his head, trembling on the ground with a look of terror on his face.

"Haha, serves you right for lying! You got what you deserved!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya was also startled and clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"This awful weather! It was perfectly fine just a moment ago."

At this moment, a passing villager looked at the sky and sighed.

"Sigh... It rained yesterday, and it's raining again today? Are we not allowed to hang our clothes out to dry?" As they said this, they went home, picked up an iron basin, and began to collect their clothes with a helpless expression.

"It's alright, Sister Ya Ya. Thunder and wind are natural phenomena. As the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more valuable the fish. We..."

Dongfang Yuechu looked at Tushan Yaya with a smile, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a blurry figure standing on a distant mountain peak.

The figure stood upright, resembling a giant. Its size was enormous, several times taller than the giant trees beside it. Two blood-red spheres the size of lanterns could be vaguely seen on its head, and it was exhaling puffs of hot air from its mouth.

"Aaaaah! Sister Ya Ya! There's a monster over there!"

Dongfang Yuechu was startled! He pointed in that direction and shouted anxiously to Tushan Yaya!

"Where!?" Tu Shan Ya Ya turned around abruptly, but there was nothing outside the village except for rice paddies and green hills.

"You dead cockroach! What are you yelling about?!"

Dongfang Yuechu rubbed his eyes, looked at the distant mountain peaks, and scratched his head in confusion.

"Strange, where did it go?!"

"I'm leaving now. If you come any later, I'll make your share of steamed buns too!"

"Hey! Sister Ya Ya, save two for me!" Dongfang Yuechu watched Tu Shan Ya Ya walk away and quickly followed. He also remembered the mission he came here for, so he carefully asked Tu Shan Ya Ya.

"What about the evacuation of the villagers?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow! I need to fill my stomach first! Besides, what are you afraid of with me here?"

"Oh, okay..."

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"This way, young master."

Inside the palace of the Bitter Love Tree, Tu Shan Rongrong led Dongfang Haoyang into the palace hall.

"Miss Rongrong, could you please tell Miss Tushan Honghong that I am willing to help you as long as it doesn't violate my principles?"

Dongfang Haoyang looked up at the various exquisite mahogany carvings in the palace and said calmly.

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled.

"Is the young master worried that my sister will hold a grudge about being injured, or is it out of guilt that he doesn't want to see her?"

"Hmm...we have them all."

Tu Shan Rongrong covered her mouth and giggled twice before speaking.

"Don't worry, Sister Honghong is very magnanimous and won't get angry over such trivial matters, and besides..."

"Is that Rong'er outside?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from the room in front. As the door slowly opened, Dongfang Haoyang looked at Tushan Honghong sitting in the central hall. A fragrance wafted in the air, but it was different from the lilac scent on Rongrong. It was a faint fragrance of flowers and herbs mixed together, similar to the scent of lavender.

Tu Shan Honghong looked at Tu Shan Rongrong... and then at Dongfang Haoyang beside her. Her eyes flickered, and she stood up and walked over to meet his gaze.

"Miss Tushan Honghong..."

"Lord Dongfang Haoyang..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward. The two looked at each other for a few seconds before Dongfang Haoyang scratched his cheek, looked away, and spoke.

"What happened last time was my fault, and thank you for taking us brothers in..."

Although it was her foolish younger brother who did it on purpose to see her, and even incurred tens of thousands of taels of debt for it, at least she took them in as homeless people.

"Such trivial matters need not be taken to heart. It is your mastery of thunder magic and divine fire that I remember vividly. Your combat strength is the greatest I have ever seen among humans."

"Miss Hong, you flatter me."

"Oh, right, there's also the portrait your younger brother brought. I've seen it, and your painting skills are truly superb. However, there's one thing I don't understand: why didn't you paint the eyes?"

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled.

"Sister, you may not know this, but the young master knows the long-lost secret technique of 'painting the dragon's eyes' from the Dao Alliance. Anything he paints will be given life and brought to life."

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched slightly as he explained.

"These are just minor spells, and they can't bring inanimate objects back to life. They're just temporarily controlling them with spells."

As Dongfang Haoyang spoke, he took out a painting of a sparrow on a branch from his pocket and unfolded it. He added two strokes to the empty eye sockets of the sparrow, and instantly the sparrow seemed to come to life and flew out, chirping on Dongfang Haoyang's shoulder, its small eyes scanning the three of them.

The little sparrow was so cute and looked exactly like a real sparrow that Tu Shan Rongrong and Tu Shan Honghong stared in astonishment.

Dongfang Haoyang smiled faintly, gently rubbing the little sparrow's head with his fingertips, and pointed lightly at Tu Shan Rongrong.

"go."

As if receiving a command, the little sparrow chirped and flew to Tu Shan Rongrong's side. Tu Shan Rongrong looked at the little sparrow and smiled happily, reaching out her slender hand.

The little bird obediently landed in her palm and affectionately rubbed against Tu Shan Rongrong's hand.

"Hehe, so cute." Tu Shan Rongrong gently rubbed the little sparrow's head, which made Tu Shan Honghong next to her glance at her slightly.

Girls naturally like cute animals.

Seeing the way Tu Shan Honghong was staring at him, Dongfang Haoyang knew that she wanted one too.

So Dongfang Haoyang drew another one on the paper, and after dotting its eyes, he used his magic to attach it to the portrait. Soon, another little sparrow appeared, chirping and flying around Tushan Honghong. Finally, it landed on her outstretched palm and nestled obediently in Tushan Honghong's hand.

Holding the tiny sparrow close to her face, Tu Shan Honghong stared at it with unblinking curiosity. The sparrow tilted its head, looking at Tu Shan Honghong with some confusion. Tu Shan Honghong tilted her head back and tapped the sparrow's head with her finger.

"Indeed, it's amazing."