Kill the demon

The rain was pattering down, sprinkled on the road paved with bluestones, making a crackling sound.I propped my chin and stared at the passing pedestrians with bright eyes.Pedestrians held plain white paper umbrellas in their hands, and walked one by one, like mushrooms growing outside the countryside.Just when I was yawning bored because no one bought an umbrella, a red bamboo bone silk umbrella as bright as a rose appeared in front of my eyes.

"girl……"

That person's voice was extremely pleasant, just like the melodious singing voices of those actors in the band, one couldn't help but be intoxicated.

"You..." I looked at him in surprise.Just now it was clearly more than ten zhang away, why did they come to the front in the blink of an eye?

"Girl, I'm not a ghost." As if he saw the doubt and hidden fear in my eyes, he smiled slightly and said very understandingly.

After saying that, his slender fingers slightly moved on the umbrella, closed the umbrella, and I could clearly see the half of the face covered under the umbrella.

I, Yang Rongrong, a well-known beauty in Suzhou city, was so shocked at that moment that I was speechless in front of a man's face.

Yes, that was a man's face.

For the first time, I couldn't find the words to describe the beauty of this man.

"Aren't you an immortal from the sky, how did you come to be like this..." After phrasing the words, I swallowed the word "good-looking" and changed it to the word "handsome".

"Immortal?" He repeated, and there was a cold expression between his brows. "Immortals are not different from human beings."

His voice was cold and low, disturbed by the sound of dripping rain, and he couldn't hear clearly for a while.Seeing his serious expression, I hurriedly changed the subject and asked: "My lord, are you here to buy umbrellas? The paper umbrellas in my small shop are made of very good materials. They are all made of high-quality oil paper. They are beautiful and elegant, and the price is reasonable... ..."

"Girl—" He interrupted me, and let me breathe out, hold back my words, and swallow them.

"I'm not here to buy an umbrella." His language was clear and cold yet elegant, but his demeanor was as cold as snowflakes in winter, which made me shiver.

When I tugged on the slightly open collar, I heard his words squeezed out of his teeth: "I'm here to pawn the umbrella."

"Pawn?" Exclaimed, I turned my head and looked at the oil-paper umbrellas lying behind me, thinking: so many umbrellas, it's obviously a place for selling umbrellas, this young man, it's not because his eyesight is bad, Wrong place?

"Master..." I turned my head, wanting to explain to the man.But I was shocked to find that the man in red had disappeared, and only an umbrella dripping with water was in my hand.

Why did this man leave without listening to what he had said?Eh?It's still raining, he left his umbrella here, how can he go back?

I whispered a few words to myself and shook my head.

It doesn't matter, who told him not to listen to this girl after she finished speaking, and to get drenched in rainwater as a lesson.

But, what to do with this umbrella?

I thought for a while, dragging my cheeks, and finally decided to put this umbrella away as a decoration.

Just when I thought that this bamboo bone silk umbrella, which was sent as a "pawn" by a strange man, would hang on my bedside forever.One morning a month later, a hasty knock on the door woke me up from my sweet dreams.

Full of anger, I rushed to the door and pushed it open. I was about to carry forward my tough style and educate the people who came.Before a word slipped out of my mouth, I didn't expect that Yang Rongrong, a flower I came to Fu Town, would face the second strange man in a daze without spine.

It was a man like the moonlight, cold and arrogant, not like a man in the world.Seeing me dumbfounded, he showed a hint of eagerness on his pale and tired face: "Girl, have you ever seen a red bamboo bone silk umbrella?"

Hearing what this man said, did he come to ask for that umbrella?

However, the things in my hand, Yang Rongrong, are I afraid to take them if I want to take them.

"I said son, look at your tired face of working hard for this thing. This umbrella must be very meaningful to you."

"So, the umbrella is with the girl?"

Seeing the man in front of me, his eyes lit up and he was about to pass me and rush inside.I took a big step to the right, stretched my arms, and stopped in front of him.

"Young master, the things are indeed with me. You can take the umbrella. However, I have a condition."

"What's the condition? Come and listen, girl." After finishing speaking, he took a step back, opened a distance of one foot, and saluted the girl.

Ah!At this time, he turned to be elegant, and he was just like the bandit behavior just now.

After murmuring in my heart, I yawned lightly, and said sullenly: "Being disturbed to clear my dream, my girl is in a very, very unhappy mood now. If you can tell a story to make me happy, maybe, As soon as this girl showed mercy, I gave you the umbrella." After I finished speaking, I narrowed my eyes, waiting for his rejection.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, he agreed quickly and without any hesitation, and even showed a trace of relief on his face, which made me feel a little heavier in my heart.

Is this deal a loss?

Before I could regret it, he smiled at me and said, "This story is absolutely wonderful, but it's a little long. Why don't you invite me in?"

It would be unwomanly for me to invite a man I've just met into my home.But I put forward this condition first, and it is really hard to refuse.

In desperation, I invited people to the house and prepared some tea and pastries as a token of hospitality.

After everything was ready, he smiled politely at me and slowly told the rather long story.His voice is gentle and low, which makes me feel fascinated by it.

"That day was the 360th time that Immortal Changqin descended to earth. That day, the weather was bright and warm, but suddenly there was a strong wind..."