Before Ruyi could say anything, the man spoke first: "Do you like it?"
Ruyi was stunned and said blankly: "What do you like...?"
"It's a gift from me. I planted the dead tree king in your yard so that it can shelter you from the wind and rain. This gift can be considered innovative." Painted Skin Ghost Suyi pursed his lips and smiled softly.
this……
Ruyixin said that it is really difficult to be the deadwood king.
Seeing that Ruyi had no intention of paying attention to him, Su Yi glanced everywhere, and finally said casually: "What happened that day was because I was impulsive. From now on... I won't do it anymore."
He spoke very fast, and the sentence was almost finished in one breath.
Ruyi couldn't believe her ears. The dignified Shou Yao Painted Skin Ghost would lower his body and apologize to others? In the past, even if it was his fault, he would straighten his back and cut others into pieces.
Did he... take the wrong medicine...
"What did you say?" Ruyi asked again.
Su Yi rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "I have said everything that needs to be said. If you don't hear me, forget it."
He waved his sleeves and prepared to leave arrogantly.
She thought to herself that people had come to apologize, and it would be too stingy if she kept holding on to that matter. Besides, she couldn't forget her original intention of staying with Painted Skin Ghost. She didn't know his weaknesses at all, so why not?
Able to give up halfway.
Ruyi trotted all the way before catching up with him.
"Wait a minute." She called.
He turned back, looked at her with his chin raised, and said, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
"The incident with the dead wood spirit proved that I am weak. If possible, I want to become stronger quickly. Now that I am a monster, I can no longer expect to return to the ordinary life I was as a human being. Rather than being neither good nor bad, there will be no merit or demerit.
It's better to become stronger..." Ruyixin said, the point is, if you encounter a similar thing next time, you don't have to rely on others to save you.
Su Yi nodded with satisfaction and said: "This attitude is quite positive. It is better to choose the day than to hit it. Let me teach you something now."
He led Ruyi to the nearby barren grave, raised his sleeves, and flew away the lonely ghost living in the grave. He also said frankly: "I'll lend you your territory."
He sat on someone's tombstone and asked, "Have you been practicing on your own these days?"
Ruyi nodded: "Yes. In my spare time, I will practice using the method of discarding the old and incorporating the new. This is a method I learned on Mount Laoshan. However, to be honest, I feel that the effect is very little and it has almost no effect."
"Stupid." Su Yi came up and cursed, "Today is different from the past. The routine you learned from Mount Laoshan is the routine of ordinary people's cultivation. Your soul is not even, and you can't even be called a human. Using this method
Of course, practicing is useless. If you want to become stronger, you must first remember the fact that you are a demon, and you need to act like a demon and think like one."
He put his finger on Ruyi's forehead, poked it gently, and said: "No matter where you learned the cultivation methods and stupid fists and kicks from before, I have completely forgotten them. You have to start over."
He stood up and raised his hands in the air, and several things flew over from the surrounding graves.
Su Yi spread those things on the ground and raised his fingers at Ruyi: "Come and take a look."
Ruyi looked over and saw a row of things on the ground - branches with leaves, a dust on the grave and iron tools that were almost rotting away.