The Little Fox Demon: The Eastern Demon Way

Chapter 183
Tushan City, Red Immortal Realm.

Mirror Flower Palace.

"Xu Sun, do you know him?"

Dongfang Rising Sun looked at the unintentional monster in the cube space and began to recall.

Dongfang Rising Sun shook his head, "I haven't seen it before."

"Then you should know him after recalling it now."

"Rong Rong, this place, this demon?" Dongfang Xuri asked.

"Jinghua Palace, Xuri, you also know that we, Tushan, are in the business of renewing relationships, restoring memories for customers, but some customers are special, their memories have been deleted and tampered with, and at this time they not only don't want to renew their relationships, but also want to take revenge on society. .

But they were good citizens before and did not break the law. It is because of our relationship with Tu Shan that they became anti-social, so we are responsible.

This Jinghua Palace is to imprison those demons who have failed to renew their relationship, let's say they failed. "Tu Shan looked at the Wuxin demon in the cube space.

"As for him, we don't know his origin until now. After all, you brought him here at the beginning, and you were vague about his origin. I only know that he is from Longwan, and he can fulfill the wishes of humans and demons." Tu Shan Rongrong said .

"Shenlong?" Isn't it the Shenlong who fulfills people's wishes?

Dongfang Rising Sun looked at Wuxin Yao, wondering if it was because he didn't have a heart, Wuxin Yao didn't move at all, his eyes were dull and lifeless.

"Since you don't remember him, Xu Ri, let's do it next time." Tu Shanrong's index finger twined with evil spirit, and tapped on the glass, rippling water patterns, and the glass turned into a mirror.

Tu Shan turned around and pointed his index finger on the mirror on the right. The mirror rippled and turned into glass.

is also the space of a cube.

There is a demon inside, with long green hair, two tear stains on the left and right eyes, and a diamond-shaped mark on the forehead.

Wearing a simple cloth, he holds a pen in one hand and a scroll in the other.

He looks like a human, except for a part of the bone protruding from the elbow joint.

"Three masters, and..." the male demon noticed that the mirror had turned into glass, and on the side of his head, he saw Tu Shan Rongrong and Dongfang Rising Sun, and said with a smile: "Master Dongfang."

The male demon's smile is very elegant and bookish.

"Didn't ask for advice?" Dongfang Xuri laughed.

"Morning Dew."

This monster feels normal, not tyrannical, not murderous, and still painting.

Dongfang Rising Sun moved a step to the right and saw the painting on the scroll.

There is no picture on the scroll, but only one word—death.

Still blood red color is dead word.

Well, take back what I said earlier.

This stuff is not normal.

"It's been 500 years, it's time to let go." Tu Shan Rongrong said.

"If I can let go, I won't be imprisoned here." Zhao Lu smiled.

"Do you know what happened to her reincarnation?" Tu Shan Rongrong asked.

"I think it should be because he was young and sickly, his body was not good, but his head was smart and sensible."

"It seems that you are very clear."

"Naturally, after all, it's my most outstanding painting." Zhao Lu looked at the scroll, which only had dead characters, "It's a painting that has exhausted my entire life's talents."

"Even if you think she is wrong, her fault is only that one life, and the next few lives are all from the beginning. You should not impose her fault on the next few lives."

Tu Shanrong was a little excited, and his tone was also angry.

Chao Lu lay on her side, lying on the ground, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Tu Shan Rongrong turned and left, Dongfang Xuri glanced at Zhao Lu, and followed Tu Shan Rongrong.

Outside Mirror Flower Palace.

"Every time I come here, I feel depressed." Tu Shan Rongrong stopped on a stone step and looked up at the sky.

"Rongrong, I'll do a magic trick for you." Dongfang Xuri walked to Tu Shan Rongrong's side.

"Oh? Let me say it first. If the magic is not strong, I will feel even worse. I won't be happy without tens of millions." Tu Shan said with a smile.

Dongfang Rising Sun arched the back of his hand and moved his hands together.

"Come on, get closer, or the magic effect will not be achieved." Dongfang Xuri said mysteriously.

Tu Shan Rongrong took a step towards Dongfang Rising Sun.

"Put your beautiful little head close to my hand."

Tu Shan Rongrong put his head close to Dongfang Rising Sun's hand.

"The following is the moment to witness the miracle."

Snapped--

Dongfang Rising Sun pulled Tu Shan Rongrong past him, stroked the back of Tu Shan Rongrong's head with his left hand, wrapped his waist with his right hand, and hugged Tu Shan Rongrong.

Tu Shanrong rested her chin on Dongfang Rising Sun's right shoulder, and opened her eyes that had been squinting.

"This magic is called Depression Transfer Dafa, you can transfer any depression to me." Dongfang Xuri's voice was gentle.

"Fool. Childish" Tu Shan Rongrong lowered his head and buried it on Dongfang Rising Sun's shoulder.

Near the mainland, a hospital.

in a ward.

On the bed near the window.

A girl with a bald head and wearing a hospital gown looked at the little bird at the window.

The little bird chirped, and the girl listened with a smile on her face.

Sunlight enters the ward through the window, illuminating the ward.

The girl picked up the notebook beside the hospital bed, opened the notebook, and picked up the pen.

Write on it: No. 30 days of staying in the ward.

My legs have no strength to support me to go out to play, but there is a kind Mr. Bird, who told me the beautiful scenery and interesting things I saw outside.

It also told me that it has had babies, five little babies.

Happy for Mr. Bird, baby birds must grow up healthily, for sure.

On the wall outside the window.

Tu Shan Rongrong and Dongfang Rising Sun are floating on the wall.

Below is the window of the girl's ward.

"She is Chaolu's continuation lover. She has a habit in every life, which is to write a diary. This is the diary of her previous fifteen lives. In each life, she can't live past twenty." Tu Shan Rongrong suspended the fifteen diaries By his side, hand one of the books to Dongfang Rising Sun.

"This is the diary of her last reincarnation."

Dongfang Rising Sun took the book, opened it, and read the first page.

On XX, XX, the weather was fine.

Today I started to go to school, met new classmates, new teachers, issued new books, got a new schoolbag, a happy day.

The next few hundred pages are full of life trivia, almost all happy life trivia.

On page 370.

On XX, XX, XX, the weather was cloudy.

I was hospitalized, the hospital bed was smelly and hard, and the people around me were unhappy, they were sad, and they either slept or cried every day.

I'm so sad, but I'll be fine, for sure.

On XX, XX, the weather was fine.

My hair fell out today, so ugly, but I asked my mother to buy me a wig, well, it must be a long black wig, I put it on, and it is still as beautiful as ever.

On XX, XX, the weather was a bit bad.

I was lying on the hospital bed, and I could hear my father and mother arguing. My illness cost a lot of money, and my parents gave birth to a little brother, which was a heavy burden.

The doctor said that my illness could not be cured. My father advised my mother to give up treating me, but my mother disagreed.

On XX, XX, XX, the wind was very strong and very cool.

My illness is getting worse, my head is dizzy, and I have a headache every day. Today my father came to see me, and my father held my hand and kept saying sorry to me.

I told my dad, I can understand, my illness can't be cured, and I have no objection to giving up treatment.

Dad was lying on the bedside with tears in his eyes, and I felt that he was helpless.

On XX, XX, the weather was fine.

Today should be my last day to write a diary. Originally, I wrote a diary every night, but I was afraid that I would not be able to write a diary tonight, so I will finish it during the day.

My parents didn't come to see me. They work overtime at the company today, so they don't have time to come and see me.

I want to cry very much, I know that my disease cannot be cured and it is a waste of money, and I also know that my parents love me, but I can understand that they want to live.

But I want to hear them say they are willing to treat me at the last moment, even if it’s just a talk, to lie to me. I want to be loved and hugged by my parents again when I leave at the end.

I want to be in your arms.
The diary is broken here, and the girl closes her eyes forever.

(End of this chapter)