Demon King's Repayment - chapter 285

Ru Shi carried a large bucket of washed clothes and walked into the yard.

“Shiniang, let me do it,” Nan He saw it and stretched out his hand to take it.

Nan He was tall with long legs and quick movements. He quickly pulled the ropes for drying clothes among the trees in the yard, and neatly hung the wet clothes in the sun.

Ru Shi stopped and stood aside looking at him with a smile.

Ah Xiang’s gentleman, although he rarely spoke in daily life and was a demon, he was actually very considerate and careful.

After getting along for a long time, it could be seen that he was earnestly trying to adapt to the human way of life, and sincerely wanted to live with Ah Xiang for a lifetime.

Ru Shi thought very comfortably.

He even got shy easily, but looking at him like this for a while, the figure with his back to her was a bit unnatural.

Yuan Xiang and Hu Qing ran out of the kitchen and walked toward the stone table with a pot of fried meatballs just out of the pot.

“Shiniang, I am going inside for a while,” Yuan Xiang greeted Niang Yun.

“Shiniang, the lunch in the kitchen is ready,” Hu Qing also followed.

The two talked and disappeared when they stepped onto the table.

Wuyuan led Sanlang and Li Yu to unfold the layers of clothing, and rushed over in a swarm.

“Meatballs, meatballs, I can smell meatballs.”

“Hurry up and go to the table.”

“Cuckoo, cuckoo.”

When the three little guys saw Ru Shi, they stopped in a hurry and greeted her properly.

“Shiniang.”

“Shiniang.”

“Cuckoo.”

She didn’t know why, everyone was accustomed to calling her ‘Shiniang’ like Yuan Xiang. Ru Shi smiled and greeted them back. Li Yu could gradually see clearly in Ru Shi’s eyes that she especially spoiled the three little ones. 

“Go ahead, be careful with the meatballs.”

The little guys cheered, jumped onto the stone tabletop, and quickly disappeared.

Ru Shi took the empty wooden barrel from Nan He and walked into the house. She raised her hand to cover her eyebrows on the eaves, and looked at the dim clouds on the horizon, “The sky is finally clear, it’s better if it doesn’t rain anymore. This year’s rain is too much.”

In the small world of Stone Table, Wuyuan crouched and watched Dan Luo practice walking while he ate hot meatballs.

Dan Luo supported the wall of the wooden house by the lake, walking a little bit reluctantly. After walking a few steps, he turned pale and had to stop to catch his breath.

“Don’t force it, take a break, okay?” Sanlang said worriedly.

“That’s right, you are obviously a fish. It’s okay if you can’t walk. Although we keep calling you up to play, you don’t need to rush,” Wuyuan was a little embarrassed. These days, he always liked to lie on the side of the boat and hold a caterpillar to tease Dan Luo, who had been sinking in the water, and wanted this black fish with half of his tail to come up and play with him.

“Come and sit for a while, okay?” Yuan Xiang said from the waterside.

There was already a big pot of hot meatballs in the waterside with drinks, friends were all sitting together for a drink, and Nan He had come in from outside.

Dan Luo walked a little slowly. He held onto the railing, using his newborn legs, slowly, with some difficulty, approaching the lively circle.

Several arms reached out to him and helped him.

“Come on, have a drink!” Yuan Xiang poured wine and toasted as a gift.

This time, Dan Luo was silent for a moment and took the glass of wine from her hand.

…

There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, Yuan Xiang in the room raised her head from the piles of ancient books and looked out the window.

“It’s going to rain again? The clothes had just dried in the morning. In recent days, there has been too much rain,” she murmured, and continued to bury her head in the mountain-like books looking for records about Nanming.

Ever since she saw her master’s location in the small star chart, and was informed by Senior Su Bai that Master Yu Yao was trapped in Nanming, Yuan Xiang began to immerse herself in finding a way to go to Nanming.

But no matter which book she read from the records, all pointed out that Nanming was at the end of the earth. The crimson cliffs there were bottomless, the seas were mysterious and unpredictable, and countless powerful sea demons walked through it. It was a terrifying zone without any human footprints. (No human visited)

Of course, the most difficult part was that its location was thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. Even with Du Shuo and Nan He, it would take decades to travel.

Yuan Xiang lay down on the messy table in frustration, almost scratching her head bald.

“Is there no way?”

“Cuckoo…cuckoo,” Li Yu appeared out of the window, stretching his neck to call her.

“Ah, Li Yu, did you say someone is looking for me?” Yuan Xiang put down the book and walked out holding Li Yu’s hand.