Demon King's Repayment - chapter 120

Because of the snow, the group simply stopped at this small temple.

Nan He went to the forest and brought back enough prey for everyone to feast on.

The servants of the Zhou family slaughtered the prey and buried the pot to cook.

“Be careful, roast it tenderly. Maybe the cat will be happy, and there will be rewards.”

After getting along these days, the servants had gradually adapted to this kind of life. These great immortals look terrifying, but in fact they were not difficult to serve. As long as the food was delicious, they were often rewarded. It was a pity that the content of this reward was not stable, sometimes it was a delightful golden bead thrown at random, and sometimes it was just a small dried fish.

They also gradually learned the pattern. Most of the time, if the food was prepared too well and Uncle Cat was too happy, the reward would be his favorite dried fish. Therefore, how to grasp the right degree in the middle had been very difficult for several servants who were determined to make a fortune along the way.     

Qiu Yueming sat by the bonfire and looked at the corner of the temple. There, Yuan Xiang leaned comfortably on a huge silver wolf demon with her body tilted. The little fox and her were facing a little lynx squatting in front of them.  

“It turns out that demons are not as vicious and terrifying as we imagined, and they can get along with us,” Qiu Yueming said.     

“Ah, you, are you talking to me?” Zhou Deyun, who was sitting near him, was flattered. He had always been afraid of this general, and the general who was in his wife’s body had not given him any favors along the way. 

“In the army, I have always accepted the idea that demons were our mortal enemies. They were extremely sinful and will be punished. Now it seems that there are good among demons, and there are thugs among people. I am a little shaken by my previous behavior, I don’t know if it’s still just to kill demons blindly.”

Zhou Deyun shrunk his neck and added firewood to the bonfire, “I can’t say whether it’s just or not, but I think that demons exist in this world, and they have preceded us humans. It’s not sin to exist. We humans destroy demons, so we don’t need to give ourselves any righteous hats.”

Qiu Yueming raised his eyes to look at him, “I didn’t expect Brother Zhou to have such insight, but I underestimated you.”

Zhou Deyun smiled and waved his hands repeatedly, “I don’t dare, I don’t dare. I have lived a comfortable life since I was a child. To me, demons and the like were like stories in a book, and there was no real pain. You can only talk like this when you are an outsider. “

Yuan Xiang and her companions struggled out of this mountainous hill in the snowy season. The terrain began to become flat. Large areas of deserted fields appeared on both sides of the road. The towns along the way gradually became taller and solemn.

This was the barrier to the north of the country. The nomads living on the grasslands often rode horses to go south, burn, kill and loot on the border, triggering wars of different sizes.

Those city walls were built to resist foreign forces, appearing heavy and majestic because they had been contaminated with real gunpowder and blood. The rich in splendid clothes disappeared, but border warriors with sharp armors and unique foreign merchants appeared in the crowd.

To the residents of the Northland, wolves, tigers and leopards were more real and scary than the demons that they occasionally heard about in legends.

Yanmenguan in Bingzhou was one of the important towns in the north. As long as one left the area, grassland and even dessert would gradually appear in their field of vision. Not far from their destination, Fengzhou was under the jurisdiction of Datong Prefecture.

The Spring Festival was not too long  and the streets were full of New Year flavors. Yuan Xiang saw the candied haws with icing sugar on the side of the road and was greedy. The candied haws there had a unique taste. The cored hawthorn was filled with smooth and delicate red bean paste or a fragrant and delicious sesame paste. The surface was covered with sugar syrup. Dipped in a layer of dried fruit, it tasted moderately sweet and sour, with a lingering fragrance.

Yuan Xiang bought a bunch of red candied haws from the person selling them, ate one by herself and handed a little bit of it to Nan He.

Her cheeks were bulging and her eyebrows curled as she said, “Let’s share them.”

She knew that Nan He liked sweet and not sour things, so she wanted to give him a taste first.

As expected, Nan He only ate a bit from her hand.

“I eat all kinds of food and I want the biggest one.” Wu Yuan reached out, took the candied haws, bit off two of them and said vaguely, “Brother Nan, do you want one?”

Nan He turned his head and pretended not to hear.

Yuan Xiang was standing next to the person who was making the candied haws, handing out the candied haws one after another.

A string for Wuyuan, a string for Sanlang, a string for Qiu Yueming and a string for Zhou Deyun. Everyone had a share with the accompanying servants.

The person selling candied haws was very happy. This was a rare customer for him. The beautiful little lady was taking the candied haws from his hand one after another and handing it to the people behind her.