Zanxing

For several days, Jiang Yiru did not come to him again.

After all, she is a young girl with thin skin. After being treated so coldly by him, it's normal that she doesn't want to see him. People are fragile, and no one can stand the hot face and cold ass every day.

One day, it rained again in the city. In the evening, when Guidiaotang returned from the mountain, he saw Jiang Yiru squatting across from his door.

Her clothes were wet from the rain, and she looked a little embarrassed. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. She squatted under the eaves across the street, the rain formed crystal beads, drop by drop into the puddles on the ground, she looked at it, her shoulders seemed to shrug.

Ghost Eagle Tang paused, and finally walked in front of her.

Seemingly aware that someone was coming, Jiang Yiru raised her head, revealing a pair of crying eyes.

A move in his heart: you

Jiang Yiru looked away, tears falling down drop by drop.

After a moment of silence, Ghost Diaotang said, Come in.

Jiang Yiru followed Ghost Diaotang into the house.

The room returned to its former cold and dreary appearance. Since Jiang Yiru no longer came to him, the celadon vase on the table was empty, and there were no scattered wildflowers that were adorned every day.

He wanted to use the spell to dry her wet clothes, and remembered that Jiang Yiru was an ordinary mortal girl. In order to avoid her fear, Gui Diaotang dragged a stove from the house—this was left by the previous owner of the house.

The house was on fire, and the girl's sobbing stopped.

Gui Diaotang looked at the woman in front of him, and after a while of silence, he asked, Why are you crying?

It's okay not to say it, as soon as she said it, Jiang Yiru's eyes were red again, she tried her best to hold back her crying, and said slowly: My father scolds me.

Jiang Yiru's mother was in poor health, and her father took another concubine. The concubine gave birth to a son. Master Jiang prioritizes sons over daughters. It's not that he treats Jiang Yiru badly. It's just that Master Jiang treats Jiang Yiru well, just like a master treats cats and dogs. People will feed and drink kittens and puppies, and even live well, but people will not care about what the kittens and puppies want to do in the future, or what they are thinking.

After all, cats and dogs are not humans.

Jiang Yiru choked up as she spoke, I'm just painting at home

She likes to draw, and always feels that a blank piece of paper can be a world of its own with a little more brush and ink. There are landscapes, birds and beasts in the painting, some people have flowers, and there is freedom, which is better than the life in the four houses in this city that can be seen at a glance.

Master Jiang tore the paintings in her house to shreds: What do you have to learn! It's better to learn more about embroidery as a housekeeper, and in the future you can marry someone else and be a virtuous woman. Knowing calligraphy and painting won't do you any good, you It's not like your younger brother can take the top spot! Besides doing these useless things all day long, what else do you do?

Jiang Yiru's tears fell again and again: Why can't I paint.

The girl's tears came as soon as she said it, and it looked a little dazzling. Gui Diaotang's heart was very light, and he was about to say Then I will kill him for you, when he heard Jiang Yiru continue to say: Do you think this is useless?

He was startled, Jiang Yiru stared at him with tears in his eyes.

This is of course useless to him, not only painting, but all the things that mortals pursue, power, wealth, youth and even affection are meaningless to him. The only thing meaningful to him is probably only cultivation. And these, can not increase his cultivation.

The fire in the stove was slightly warm, the sound of rain dripping from outside the window, and the small town was moistened by the drizzle, like light-colored ink slowly spreading out in the heaven and earth.

The man's voice sounded in the room: I don't think so.

Jiang Yiru raised her eyes.

It's not completely useless. He said lightly, Didn't you paint on my umbrella?

Jiang Yiru was stunned for a while, and then saw that there was a green paper umbrella in the corner of the room. After she painted on the umbrella that day, although the other party didn't get angry with her, Jiang Yiru felt his displeasure with her cold expression.

She thought the other party had thrown the umbrella away.

This umbrella is very monotonous, the man said calmly, walked over, picked up the green paper umbrella, and sat down at the table again. His handsome face looked pale in the light of the fire. No one knew that the green paper umbrella was damaged. This time, the thunder robbery caused a great loss of his magic energy, and the danger of crossing the robbery was endless.

It's different now, and it's beautiful.

Jiang Yiru looked straight at him, and as he watched, tears gradually poured out, but the corners of his mouth rose.

Cousin, she smiled, you are such a good person.

Ghost Diaotang held the umbrella for a while.

He is a demon, but now he is praised as a good man by a human, which is really outrageous. Just because she saved her life in the mountains, she trusts so much, and the human race is too easy to trust others.

I'm not a good person. Ghost Diaotang said, I just did it in the mountains that day, not on purpose to save you.

And the hints and warnings in these words were not received by the girl.

She just smiled and said, Then you also saved me. Even if you are not a good person to others, it is enough for me that you are a good person. I am not that pedantic. As long as you are not a demon.

There was a crisp pop sound in the stove, like a small firewood cracked by a spark.

The rain was like smoke and fog, and he heard his own voice, as cold as a boulder on the Black Rock Mountain, he asked, Demon?

Yeah, Jiang Yiru thought for a while, I witnessed the demons hurting people when I was young. For me, the demons are the most terrifying. When they kill people, they look very scary. I think the most terrifying thing in the world. , it's probably the Demon Race. She looked at Guidiaotang again, But in a small town like ours, there shouldn't be any Demon Race anymore. The monks in your sect are all highly cultivated, even if you look at them. You won’t be afraid when you arrive at the Demon Race.”

He didn't speak.

Jiang Yiru looked at him, the man in the blue shirt was sitting in front of the stove, the room was clearly warm, but this man always seemed to have a layer of cold mist, which clearly separated him from the fireworks in the world.

It's like someone who doesn't belong here.

Is it because she said something wrong just now?

She felt tight in her heart, and said quickly: It doesn't matter if you are afraid of the demons, don't be afraid, I will accompany you.

On the green paper umbrella, thick and light ink and wash decorate the dull umbrella surface to make it lively. In the illusory world painted by the umbrella, someone stood on the stone bridge, blending in with this prosperous world, but out of tune.

Gui Diaotang's eyes stayed on the umbrella for a moment, but for a moment, he looked away and nodded lightly, without denying Jiang Yiru's words.

This is the first lie he has told since he was born.

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