My Girlfriend And I Transmigrated

The little girl didn't come every day, and most of the time she didn't bother Luo Jing.

Most of the time, I even just went to the wooden house to meet each other, and then I went to wander around in the forest by myself.

So the beasts in the farm were tossed by her.

The ferocious white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes became her mount. Luo Jing could occasionally see the little girl riding on the back of a tiger, walking through the mountains and forests.

Later, she took a fancy to a ferocious wild boar and rode on the back of the wild boar for a long time.

In the end, in order to show off the newly found mount, she also specially rode the wild boar to Luo Jing's wooden house and asked Luo Jing in the tree.

"How is it? This mount is mighty, isn't it?"

Luo Jing lowered his head and looked down, the wild boar was ten feet long, with fierce eyes and fangs pointing towards the sky, it was no longer an ordinary beast. It is estimated that he has learned to absorb spiritual energy, and after more than ten years, he may be able to become essence.

It does look more powerful than that eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

But looking at the smug little **** the pig's back, Luo Jing couldn't help but say, "The old man said that riding a pig will make you pee on the kang."

For this world-weary little girl, he is not as alienated as he was at the beginning.

After getting along for many days, although the two of them are not very close, they can also make some jokes.

Hearing Luo Jing's reply, the smile on the little girl's face suddenly stiffened.

"Really?" She looked at Luo Jing suspiciously and asked, "Who told you?"

Luo Jing spread his hands with sincerity: "The old people say that."

In this sentence, Luo Jing did not lie.

In his hometown, there is indeed a saying of riding a pig on the urinal.

The little **** the back of the wild boar hesitated for a while, and finally glared at Luo Jing, saying, "I don't believe it!"

After speaking, she patted the pig on the back and drove the wild boar away.

But after that, she never rode that wild boar again.

Although she looks world-weary and mature, she is not as naive as her peers. But this little girl named Luo Yanyin often still shows some traits that are only available at this age.

——To put it simply, it’s so naive that it’s not so obvious.

Luo Jing also completely believed that this was really just an eleven-year-old girl, not an old witch in a child's skin.

And after hearing Luo Jing's saying that he would ride a pig to urinate the kang, the little girl became interested in this rural anecdote.

Instead of tossing the beasts in the mountains, she asked Luo Jing if he had any other interesting anecdotes.

Luo Jing thought about it for a while, picked up some bedtime stories that the old man told Luo Yanyin when he was a child, and perfunctory.

To be honest, many of the bedtime stories Luo Jing listened to when he was a child were quite indescribable. He didn't think Luo Yanyin would like it.

When he was a child, Luo Jing listened to the most bedtime stories from his grandfather. His parents would hardly tell Luo Jing any bedtime stories.

And the bedtime stories that my grandfather told about coaxing children in the countryside can only be said to be outrageous when viewed from an adult's perspective.

For example, Luo Jing's most memorable story is the story of an old woman turning into a woman.

When the parents of a certain family went out, there were only two brothers and sisters left at home. At this time, an "old woman" who pretended to be an old grandmother came and asked for water first, and then pretended to be a grandma to stay overnight.

The elder sister is clever and refuses to sleep with the old woman, but the younger brother is ignorant and thinks she is a grandma, so she happily sleeps with the old woman.

At night, my sister hid under the bed, but the old woman came to look for her but couldn't find her. Then the elder sister, who was hiding under the bed, heard many terrifying conversations between her younger brother and the old woman.

"Grandma, why are your teeth so long", "Grandma, how can your eyes glow" and so on.

Then the elder sister who was hiding under the bed felt the blood falling from the gap above and fell on her face, and the younger brother was eaten by the old woman on top of her head from hand to foot...

These stories of coaxing babies before going to bed in the countryside can't be called outrageous, they can only be said to be outrageous.

Either it is **** and scary, or it is the kind of shit, or the evil big brother and sister-in-law **** the righteous brother's property and finally get retribution and other local themes.

Luo Jing picked up two of these folklore coaxing stories, and planned to perfunctory Luo Yanyin to make her lose interest.

After all, from Luo Jing's point of view, how could Luo Yanyin, a cultivator like Luo Yanyin, be interested in such unfashionable local stories.

But I didn't expect Luo Yanyin to like it.

A cultivator who calls the spirit realm, a disciple of the Demon Gate who kills demons and refines his soul like drinking water. He likes the folk stories of the local folk very much.

——This is even more outrageous than old people coaxing children to sleep and telling horror stories.

On the contrary, Luo Jing said later that Luo Yanyin lacked interest in the adaptations of famous fairy tales such as Cinderella and the Ugly Duckling.

After the folklore story was finished, Luo Yanyin was not interested in the fairy tale, so Luo Jing could only adapt a few familiar Liaozhai stories and tell him to Luo Yanyin.

And every time Luo Yanyin listened to it, she always had a look of disdainful questioning.

"The person who made up this story doesn't understand cultivation at first glance."

"How can a tree demon who has practiced for thousands of years be defeated by a Taoist priest who can't even call the gods..."

"A little judge in the underworld can replace the head of a dead person with a living person's head? This kind of mighty power is very difficult to even summon the spirit realm!"

"Why are you a scholar again? The person who made up this story is actually a poor scholar, right?"

Luo Yanyin was very disdainful of the various stories about Liaozhai told by Luo Jing.

But she scolded and urged Luo Jing to continue speaking.

Occasionally after listening to the story, I would lose my temper.

"This Jurdan is really a beast! If I meet him, I have to slap him to death!"

"Why can't Nie Xiaoqian be with Ning Caichen? Who the **** is in a different way... How can you, a child of the devil's sect, say such stupid things that are only said by the immortals?"

"You didn't make it up? Why do I think these are made up by you... I've never heard of this kind of story before!"

When the little girl heard the story, she occasionally showed a moody side.

But she didn't get angry with Luo Jing.

Instead, sitting there alone and scolding, UU reading www. uukanshu.com incompetent fury.

Luo Jing stood beside him with a helpless expression: "The story is just such a story, you have to listen... I didn't have the strength to change the ending of the story into a happy reunion."

Luo Jing told the truth.

The little girl left angrily.

"I won't listen to it anymore! I won't listen to **** stories in the future!"

Luo Yanyin, who walked away in anger, quickly disappeared from Luo Jing's field of vision.

That expression of hatred and itchy teeth seemed to be determined not to come again in the future.

Then within three days, she would appear outside Luo Jing's wooden house again, facing Luo Jing inside the house.

"Luo Jing! Come out and tell a story!"

In this way, Luo Yanyin, who found a new music, came to Luo Jing more often than before.

She comes almost every other day. Sometimes the story is good, and she even comes every day.

Luo Jing tried so hard to recall that almost all the stories he could tell were finished. The rest are all stories with different world views and backgrounds that cannot be told nonsense.

Among the demons, Luo Jing was reluctant to reveal too many abnormalities. There are many stories with different world views and backgrounds from today's world. If they are told, who knows what others will guess? Will it bring disaster to Luo Jing?

Therefore, despite Luo Yanyin's incompetence and fury, Luo Jing always insisted on his own statement.

"It's really gone, not even a new story. I'm done with everything I know."

The little girl stared at him and forced: "I don't care! You make it up for me! Make it up for me from scratch!"

But Luo Jing really couldn't make up a story.

And Luo Yanyin, who had no new stories to listen to, finally made a compromise and asked Luo Jing to turn out those stories that had been told once and tell them a second time.

And it also sounds delicious...