Nine thousand years old

After the light rain, the blood-red sunset sprinkled on the mountain, and the strange-shaped plants slowly stretched out, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Rain and dew hung on the blade of grass, and through the red light, it looked like a gem, but the gem didn't last long, and was scattered by a reckless little black fur ball.

This little fur ball looks like a puppy. It is so fluffy and cute. There are two small teeth protruding from its mouth, which are slightly upturned.

There was an eager light in his eyes, he jumped up and down, and searched the entire mountain in a short while, as if he was looking for something.

But until the sun was setting, he didn't find what he was looking for, and the curly fur on Mao Tuan'er's head drooped down in frustration, and then he ran rashly on the top of the mountain.

The strangest thing is that many ferocious animals consciously avoided this cute-looking hairball.

But the little hairball didn't give up, and made what he thought was the fiercest look, baring his teeth and jumping onto the big snake that was dozing aside.

The whole body of this snake is black and shiny, the diameter is as thick as a well, and it can almost swallow a small hair ball in one bite, but it is not angry when the small hair ball rides on top of its head like this, but its body is still trembling.

The little hairball asked it satisfied: "Say! Where is the tobacco fruit!"

The big snake spit out snake letters, and the fear in its eyes was obvious: "No, no... I don't know..."

The little hairball jumped up, and hit the big snake's head again, with a soft voice: "Are you sure?"

Big snake wanted to cry but had no tears, he thought carefully for a long time before opening his mouth.

"It seems... It seems that the Lianshen Mountain next door has appeared, but it seems to belong to it..."

The little hairball just jumped to the ground, it doesn't matter if it belongs, just grab it.

He climbed up the cloud, and quickly flew to Lianshen Mountain. The vegetation in the demon world has always grown irregularly, but this mountain looks neat and beautiful.

But Xiao Maotuan was not in the mood to look at the scenery, so he jumped down and searched again and again until it was dark, and the mountain was dug into a mess by him.

Just as he continued to search randomly, a man in white all over came out from behind the huge flower tree.

"What are you looking for?"

The man is smiling, looks gentle and good-looking, he is dressed in gold, like a royal family in the mortal world.

"It's none of your business, get out of here!" Little Maotuan was irritable at the moment, and after saying that, he lit up his paws: "Or I'll beat you to death."

The man's expression remained the same, instead of being scared away, he walked up and rubbed the little hairball's head instead.

The little hairball immediately stared at him ferociously, and could not help but attack the man with its sharp claws. With a seemingly soft blow, the man dodged, and immediately a deep hole appeared on the ground.

The man shook his head: "I don't mean anything malicious, I just lived here for a long time, maybe I can help you with what you are looking for."

Xiao Maotuan was skeptical, looked at the man with round eyes for a long time before saying, "I'm looking for Yanguo."

The man pondered: "Yanguo... What are you looking for for Yanguo?"

The little hairball gritted its teeth again: "You don't care about me."

It's really not easy to mess with. The man smiled and pointed to the halfway up the mountain: "There is a stream over there, and along the way is the Kou Lingquan. I have seen Yanguo before. You may find it if you look for it."

Xiao Maotuan was overjoyed, and without saying thanks, he quickly walked towards the stream with four short legs.

The man chuckled and followed behind him slowly.

The little hairy ball went to the edge of the water, tried to smell it, and took a few sips when he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then walked up the water. The little head was covered with water droplets, and he tried to shake it away, but found that the aura in the water was not enough. Scattered, lying on top of his head.

Well, anyway, it's just a wave of spiritual energy, and it will dissipate after a while.

Before reaching the top, there was a sound of laughter. Xiao Maotuan looked at the pool formed by the spiritual spring, and saw a few water monsters that had not yet turned into human forms playing around.

He was not afraid, ignored the water monsters, and jumped into the water, trying to find Yan Guo.

But the water demons found it strange and swam together to surround him.

Xiao Maotuan only felt that he was being lifted up by the spiritual spring water, and was soon trapped in a ball. He bared his teeth at the water demons, but this was too intimidating, which made the water demons chuckle.

The little furball trapped in the water polo suddenly felt that his majesty had been damaged, he was furious, scratched the water polo with his claws and slapped the water demon.

The water demon was smashed into pieces in an instant, turning into water droplets, but it quickly regrouped and tapped his little tail behind him.

After teasing the little hairball, the water demons ran wild in an instant, and the little hairball was furious, but these water monsters had no entity, they changed back and forth in this spiritual spring, and they couldn't be caught.

Soon he realized that he was being teased, his body was wet with water, he looked a little pitiful, he shook the hair on his body, and angrily made his body bigger and bigger.

It wasn't until he became able to destroy the spring, that the water demons swam obediently in a row.

"What are you looking for?" The water demon asked puzzled, and her tone was a little timid.

The enlarged hair ball angrily slapped its paws into the water: "Where is the tobacco fruit?"

"Tobacco fruit?"

The water demons thought for a while: "We don't have smoked fruit here? What is smoked fruit?"

The little hairball flickered, then shrank back, and ran to the shore in a hurry: "Why not?"

Water demon, you look at me and I look at you, with puzzled faces.

"As evidenced by the law of heaven, there are really no tobacco fruits here."

The little hairball was stunned, and a laugh came from the nearby woods.

The black shadow immediately struck in that direction, and the man in snow-white immediately stretched out his hand... and grabbed the vicious little hair ball.

The little hairball looked a bit embarrassed, his body was covered with water, and now he was caught in the air with both hands, his limbs were constantly moving, and he turned his face immediately when he realized that he was restrained.

"You lied to me!"

The man blinked and used a spell to dry the fur on the little hairball.

"I'm just guessing, let me think about it again."

The little hairball looked at him suspiciously: "Think quickly."

The man pretended to think for a while, then spoke again.

"The tobacco fruit grows in a very short time, and it must be picked as soon as possible. I remember that there are large green maple trees on the top of the mountain, and there are many tobacco fruit growing beside the green maple tree. This season is very suitable for the growth of tobacco fruit. How about you?" to see?"

The little hairball rolled his eyes, broke away from the man's hand, and turned into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy on the ground, looking at the man threateningly: "You and I will go."

The man smiled sincerely, looked at him and nodded: "I'll take you there."

Only then was the young man satisfied, with flamboyance at the corners of his eyes, he raised his chin and said, "Lead the way."

The man stared at him for a while, before he turned impatient and walked away.

There really is a large area of ​​trees on this mountain, the young man has always been unable to distinguish these trees, afraid that the man would lie to him, so he caught a bird and asked.

"Let me ask you, what kind of tree are these?"

The bird almost rolled its eyes in fright: "Yes...the green maple tree."

Only then was the boy satisfied, and asked again: "Have you seen Yanguo here?"

The bird trembled: "I have seen it!"

Only then did the boy let him go and search for it under the tree.

The man still looked unhurried, quietly following behind the young man, maybe it's been a long time since there was anything foreign in this mountain, the more he looked at it, the more lively and flexible the young man was, even the vicious way of turning the grass was very cute up.

The boy glared at him: "Look at what I do, don't stare at me!"

The man lowered his head obediently, but his consciousness covered the entire mountain.

"If you search like this, you won't be able to find the tobacco fruit."

A man's voice sounded, and the young man paused: "Then how can I find it?"

"Wait."

The boy frowned: "How long will you wait?"

Starlight reflected in the man's eyes, and he said softly, "Three days."

The boy's brows loosened, it's only been three days, so fast.

So the boy stayed on the top of the mountain like this for three days, and the man stayed with him for three days.

The young man looked at him disdainfully, wondering why he had such patience. Generally, grass leaves and vines would be bitten off and scratched to pieces in his hands.

But this kind of little thing, children will like it, right?

The boy looked at it for a while, blushed slightly and said, "Can I take one?"

The man raised his lips: "Do you like it?"

The boy shook his head: "Send it off."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched a bit: "Who?"

The boy thought of the kid and smiled slightly.

"A human cub."

The man lowered his eyes and said, "What do you want in exchange?"

The young man thought hard, and finally took out some pieces of silver from his shirt.

"Is this okay?" The boy blinked at him, hesitant.

If he can't, he will grab it.

The man took the silver that was useless to him, and said softly, "Yes."

The boy immediately smiled happily, and carefully selected the most mighty-looking little tiger.

He put it in his arms, and the man stretched out his hand, a small animal that looked like a cat, a fox, and a rabbit was in his palm.

"This is for you."

The boy took it and asked curiously, "What is this?"

The man smiled without saying a word, looking at the clouds in the distance.

And until the evening of the third day, the young man didn't see the shadow of Yan Guo, he was so anxious that he couldn't wait to dig three feet into the ground.

"Don't worry, just wait."

The man comforted him, pursed his lips slightly and secretly performed a moving technique, a vine immediately grew under the green maple tree, the vine climbed to the tree, and soon bloomed.

It took a few seconds to defeat, and a small golden fruit hung on it, which was very beautiful.

The boy hurriedly picked off the fruit and put it away, then turned to look at the man angrily.

"I saw!"

The man didn't change his face: "What are you looking at?"

The face flushed with youthful anger: "This vine is made by you, you already have smoke fruit!"

Just as the man was about to speak again, the boy climbed to the top of the cloud without hesitation, and left without looking back.

The green maple forest returned to silence, and the man just stood in the forest and watched the direction in which the young man left, accompanied by the bright starlight.

The boy returned to the mortal world with tobacco fruit, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in a gorgeous mansion. He turned back into a little hairball, and happily ran to one of the yards.

A four or five-year-old girl is sitting on a swing, it is already June, but she is still wearing a lot of clothes, a small cloak is draped over her body, and the maids are carefully waiting on her.

"Ah, Mao Mao is back." The little girl said in a childlike voice, happily hugging the flying little Mao Mao in her arms.

Xiao Maotuan immediately gave her the golden fruit in his arms, made a biting motion, and looked at her eagerly.

The servant girl looked at them with a smile: "Miss, Maomao picked some wild fruit for you to eat, eh? What kind of fruit is this, it's really pretty."

The little girl was so happy that she insisted on asking the servant girl to wash the fruit for herself to eat, but the servant girl was in a dilemma, so she hurriedly called Dr. Xu from Yaolu to take a look.

Miracle doctor Xu's eyes widened: "I have never seen this thing before, but it seems that there is a record in the ancient books. It is called Yanguo. Eating it prolongs life and prolongs life. It is a rare good thing in a hundred years."

Immediately, Miracle Doctor Xu asked where this thing came from, and the servant girl told the truth, which immediately alarmed the whole house.

Mrs. Lan was overjoyed. Her daughter was born less than a month old and her body was delicate. Recently, she often couldn't get out of bed, and often vomited up even after eating. The family invited a miracle doctor, but seeing the miracle doctor meant that her daughter might not survive. long.

Now that the joy was falling from heaven, Mrs. Lan immediately fed the little golden fruit to the little girl, and the whole family regarded the little hairball as a divine beast, and took care of it very carefully.

Xiao Maotuan felt relieved when he saw the little girl ate the tobacco fruit.

Back then he fought with a group of monsters and was injured and came to this mansion. Although he had known the little girl for less than a year, he really loved the little girl.

Little Mao Tuan had never been so close to human beings before. He curled up in his precious nest and fell asleep comfortably.

However, the tobacco fruit only lasted the little girl's life for three months, and soon the little girl's body weakened again.

Xiao Maotuan knew that the effectiveness of the smoke fruit had been exhausted, so he changed his mind slightly and ran to the Lianshen Mountain in the demon world again.

To his surprise, as soon as he landed, he bumped into that man again.

The man didn't seem surprised, he looked at the boy and said, "Meet you again."

The young man didn't take any detours this time, he knew that the man must still have the fruit, so he looked at him and said, "I want the fruit."

The man raised his head slightly, as if thinking about it.

"If you want tobacco fruit, you can stay with me for three days."

The boy frowned, thinking of the little girl's safety, nodded and said: "Yes."

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and couldn't help touching his head: "I don't know your name yet."

"Nightmare tapir."

The boy hid back, not letting the man touch his head: "What about you?"

He wanted to ask for the name first, lest he couldn't find it later.

The man blinked: "Pei Yu."

For the next three days, the two traveled mountains and rivers, either fishing and cooking soup or picking flowers to make wine.

The nightmare also couldn't figure out where the man got so many things to do, so he kept him busy until late at night every day, and woke him up early the next day to continue to toss.

Fortunately, the three days passed quickly, and the man was a little reluctant to let him go, but if the good things changed, the little thing might turn his back on him.

For some reason, even though he was teasing and playing, the man didn't want to really anger the boy.

The nightmare did not leave immediately this time, but thanked for the first time.

The man looked at Yuntou's leaving figure, the smile in his eyes faded, and suddenly he was tainted with loneliness.

He looked at the cabin that had just been built beside him, then at the messy little things on the ground, and lowered his eyes slightly.

In fact, there are so many things to do, but he just wants to watch the young man busy with him.

He has been celibate for thousands of years, and he has never felt lonely, but since this person came, he suddenly didn't want to be alone.

The man sat on a small rock, which was a small stool that the nightmare tapir had chipped the day before yesterday, it was ugly.

But when he was building the house, the boy had been sitting on it and watching him.

The nightmare took the tobacco fruit and gave it to the little girl again, and sure enough, her condition improved again, but fate is not sure, God seems to be in a hurry to take the little girl away, and within three months, Lanxi will lie down on the sickbed again.

The turbulent illness this time seems to make up for all the comfortable days that were stolen before. The nightmare is not a divine beast who knows the destiny. He can't see how long the little girl can live, but according to the mortal doctor's words, the little girl The girl can't last long.

He hurried to the demon world, Lianshen Mountain was still quiet, but this time he searched all over the mountains, but he didn't see the man.

The nightmare was in a hurry. He asked all the creatures in the mountain, but none of them knew who Pei Yu was.

The nightmare suddenly realized that he was cheated by the man again.

The man may have left, or he may not want to see him.

He suddenly felt an indescribable disappointment in his heart.

He couldn't wait, Lanxi didn't have long time to live.

But the nightmare didn't know that the man was standing not far away at the moment, and he was happy watching the nightmare looking for him everywhere, when suddenly he saw the young man standing still.

He was a little puzzled, but saw that the boy's expression became calm, and finally he squatted on the ground and cried.

The man panicked immediately, he hurried to the nightmare tapir, knelt down and patted his head.

"Why are you crying?"

The nightmare raised his head, his eyes were red: "I'm very anxious, can you give me the tobacco fruit first, I am willing to exchange everything with you, I have many treasures, many magic weapons, can I give them to you? "

The man was stunned, and took out the tobacco fruit without saying anything for the first time.

The nightmare flew away with red eyes, looking really urgent.

The man felt a little depressed thinking about the young man's grievance, and felt that he might have gone too far.

When the nightmare returned to the mortal world, the little girl had only her last breath left.

He didn't care about turning back into a ball of hair, and wanted to feed the little girl with tobacco fruit in his hand, but was stopped by Doctor Xu.

Miracle doctor Xu didn't know who he was, but seeing his tobacco fruit, he thought it had something to do with that mysterious little beast, but he still held him tightly and refused to let him feed it.

The nightmare turned around, with red eyes: "You are courting death!"

Miracle doctor Xu trembled in shock, but still stopped him: "She can't eat any more. Although this fruit is good, she is too sick. Eating this fruit will not save her life, but will kill her immediately."

The nightmare stopped immediately, and he looked at the little girl who was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, feeling so uncomfortable in his heart.

Inheritance said that human beings are fragile, this is the truth he has always understood, so for thousands of years, he has never deliberately got along with human beings.

But maybe it was fate, or maybe he was too confident. In just one year, he couldn't bear to part with this delicate and weak child.

The little girl is obedient and well-behaved, always combs his hair gently and gently, builds a small nest in the house with her own hands, and always keeps a portion of all meals and cakes for herself.

She treats herself as a friend with a heart of innocence, not the normal posture of human beings raising pets.

The nightmare just followed Madam Lan and guarded the little girl for two days and two nights.

Until the early morning of the third day, the little girl was completely out of breath.

The woman's crying lingered in her ears, but the nightmare didn't care so much, her eyes turned red when she saw the ghost messenger who came to take her life.

He chased him all the way to the underworld, and followed him to the Hall of Reincarnation. The little girl's soul was ignorant, but she smiled at him in human form.

That smile was very sweet, as if she was feeding him a small pastry before she was alive, and the nightmare's eyes were red again.

He knew that the order of the underworld could not be disturbed, and Lanxi was going to reincarnation.

But he still couldn't help but want to see what kind of fetus Lanxi will have in his next life, what kind of family he will be born in, whether he will suffer, and whether he will still suffer from illness.

So he secretly ran to steal the judge's reincarnation book.

The judge was leading the substitute Yan Jun to look around the underworld. Seeing that the nightmare was about to be discovered, he cursed inwardly.

Ever since the old Yan Jun died, this underworld has been under the control of the magistrate, and he is usually busy and neglects to take care of the reincarnation book. He has already inquired, but why is there a substitute Yan Jun at this moment?

Come sooner or later, why not come at this time!

The nightmare took the time to check it out, and only put the booklet back in peace of mind after seeing that Lanxi would live a happy and long life in the next life.

Before he could escape, a golden dragon attacked and bit his shoulder right through.

The nightmare was defeated by Mingli, but with a temper, he still scratched Mingli's back without suffering.

However, he himself suffered more injuries. Except for the shoulder injury, there were wounds scratched by the dragon's claws everywhere.

He ran away from the underworld in resentment, thinking in his heart that this hatred would be avenged in the future.

The centuries-old Liangzi between the two was thus formed.

At this time, the nightmare came out of the underworld in a trance, but suddenly didn't know where to go.

He doesn't want to go to the mortal world for the time being, the God Realm hates him as a beast, so he can only go back to the Demon Realm.

Probably because the little girl raised him so well this year, when he returned to his cold nest, he suddenly felt that the place was extremely cold.

The young man lit the fire, looking at the crackling fire, his nose suddenly felt sour.

Then he suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had promised the man to exchange things for cigarettes.

Although the nightmare was a bit unreasonable, he always kept his promise. He pulled out all the things in the cave, picked out some good ones, and blew up the rest of the broken cave mansion directly with him.

He doesn't want to come back, he wants to live in a human-like house and brighten the room.

The nightmare took a sniff, turned around and jumped onto the cloud, and flew towards Lianshen Mountain.

In front of the wooden house on Lianshen Mountain, the man looked at the nightmare that suddenly appeared, with a happy expression on his face, but when the young man opened his mouth, his expression turned cold.

"I won't be coming again."

The nightmare tapir dumped a bunch of things in front of the wooden house, and said, "This is what I promised you, goodbye."

Seeing that he was about to leave, the man panicked and stopped him: "You are not trying to save people."

"She's dead."

The nightmare looked at the small stone bench on the ground and said calmly, "I don't need the smoked fruit anymore."

The man looked at him helplessly: "Then where are you going?"

The nightmare said in a trance: "I don't know, find a place to live."

The man hurriedly said: "I have many caves, you can live in whatever you want."

The nightmare shook his head: "I want to live in a house like a human, not a cave."

"I can help you with it, and you can go wherever you want."

The man was a little anxious, he was afraid that this person would really disappear.

The nightmare looked at him angrily: "Why should I be with you, you big liar."

Opening and shutting his mouth are all lies, even the name is lying to him.

So any cave mansion where he lives casually or helps him build a house must be a lie to him.

"I won't lie to you again." As if seeing his thoughts, the man took his hand and said, "My name is Shuangli."

The nightmare wanted to shake off his hand, turned around and left: "I won't believe you anymore."

Shuangli didn't let go, and fawned over the treasures on the ground, put them back into his hands in the storage bag.

"I'm serious, I really won't lie to you again."

"Are you hurt? How?"

The nightmare didn't even believe his name, so he frowned and didn't answer.

The two walked one by one and chased after each other holding hands, and soon disappeared.

The wooden house was quietly placed on the spot, the stone bench was still lying obediently, and the flower and fruit wine buried by the two of them was still in the soil.

At this time, the nightmare probably didn't expect that Shuangli really built him a house for the rest of his life in the end, and never told him a single lie.