Zhu Yu is a Xiao Long Bao lover, and his goal in life is to find his missing friend and stay alive.
He picked up A Ye, a monk with a bad temper, from the pile of corpses to help him.
Aye was picky about him in every possible way, but she always stared at him with a hair-raising look and said, "Smile."
Zhu Yu seriously reflected: I am indeed too cold and unsuitable to ask for help. So he tried to practice smiling.
Aye twisted his hair between her fingers and said it looked better when it was let down.
Zhu Yu suddenly realized: This is a trend in the world of cultivation. It can promote communication. If there is communication, there will be clues and we can learn.
The villagers called him by his nickname, but Aye trapped him in a corner late at night, ran his fingertips over his lower lip, and said in a bad tone, "Are you allowed to be called that?"
Zhu Yu fell into deep thought: Yes, he is easy to be bullied because he is too easy-going, but a monk who has seen the world is thoughtful.
So he solemnly promised: "It won't happen next time."
Until he saw the portrait of his late wife in Ano's room, which was 90% similar to himself.
Until the monks who were encircling and suppressing came to the front, shouting "Destroy the Demon Lord Ten Thousand Thoughts", while the man beside him calmly and calmly raised his finger and turned into ashes.
Zhu Yucai was split open with a thunderous sound——
Rumor has it that Demon Lord Wan Nian was the first person to kill his wife and become a Taoist.
So, Aye raised him and looked at him, and found that he was 90% similar to the portrait... Was he rehearsing how to kill again?
Countless people can help, but there is only one life.
Zhu Yu made a decision that night.
Wan Nian was just a little injured and forgot something, but that didn't stop him from knowing that the little monster that picked him up should be his.
He had the face in the portrait that haunted him and made his heart ache. Wan Nian looked at it over and over again. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he simply took it home to raise.
The little monster was very obedient and did everything he said, which made Wan Nian very satisfied. When he saw the portrait, the little monster even gave the portrait a rare compliment: "It's beautiful."
The one in the portrait was the little monster, and he thought they had reached a consensus.
It wasn't until the next morning, when he looked at the empty bed and folded clothes, that he felt confused for the first time.
His well-raised, well-behaved little monster... Why did he run away?
The Demon Lord did not understand, but the Demon Lord was greatly shocked. The Demon Lord chased after him and decided to put escape as the first item on the unforgivable list.
Soft and dependent, but actually incomprehensible to the style, naturally dull and passive × indifferent and picky, but actually possessive, super powerful demon attack
Note
·No time travel, no system, pure fairy tale
·Shuangjie
·Chasing his wife at the crematorium, causing both amnesia
·Emotional flow, not pure daily love, more serious drama, not a daily sweetheart
Intention: to open roads when encountering mountains and build bridges when encountering water
