"No, no! I don't want to go to those places where mortals live! I am an elf in the mountains, and mortals are very scary. I won't go!" No matter how much that "Watermelon" protested, no one paid heed to it.
So, Yang Huang wrapped the elf in his coat, carried it on his back, and started to find the way out with Qin Qi and Qin Li.
Yang Huang finally found a few thick vines on the wall, and then climbed back to the ground with Qin Qi and Qin Li.
By the time they found their way back, it was getting dark.
"You mortals kidnapped me without my consent! When my magic power is restored, I will make you look good!" The "watermelon" was still squeaking on Yang Huang's back.
"Come on, with your little magic power, it might be okay to deal with a flower." Yang Huang was nakedly mocking.
He smiled and asked: "Do you have a name? If you don't have a name, we will always call you Watermelon."
"I think the name Watermelon is quite nice. It's delicious and big. What are you dissatisfied with?" Qin Li also deliberately teased the elf from behind.
Qin Qi, who was on the side, couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but echoed: "I think the prototype of this elf brother may really be a watermelon!"
"Hahahaha!" Several people were already laughing so hard.
"Hey! You kids! How dare you make fun of an 800-year-old mountain elf like this!" The elf got a little angry, and finally couldn't help shouting, "I have a name, my name is Aman!"
"That's fine, but why do I think the name Aman is not as nice as Watermelon! Hahaha!" Qin Li covered her mouth and said with a smile.
Along the way, a few of them kept arguing with Ah Man, and soon returned to Aunt Zhang's house.
"We're back!" Qin Li walked in the door first.
"Miss, you are finally back!" As soon as Luliu heard Qin Li's voice, he ran out quickly and said with some worry: "I see you haven't come back yet, it really scares me to death!"
Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang also hurriedly walked out. When they saw them, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." A very kind smile appeared on Aunt Zhang's face, and she quickly called them into the house, "Hurry up and come in, the food is already ready, I'll go and heat it up."
"Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry for making you and Uncle Zhang worry." Qin Qi said with a smile, feeling a little guilty when she saw Aunt Zhang and his wife worried about them.
"It'll be fine if you guys come back. The old man is a little worried too." Aunt Zhang smiled and continued: "Then I'll get you some food first."
"Excuse me, Aunt Zhang." A very sweet smile appeared on Qin Li's face. Yang Huang on the side thought silently in his heart that maybe she would only be so well-behaved when facing Aunt Zhang and his wife.
"Aunt Zhang, let me help you heat up the rice." Luliu quickly followed Aunt Zhang to the kitchen.
After a few people entered the house, Uncle Zhang said to them: "Look, drink some hot tea quickly. It's cold in the mountains to drive away the chill."
"Thank you, I'm sorry, we are a little late when we come back." Yang Huang showed a bright smile on his face and continued to say to Uncle Zhang: "We have gained something this time, and we have brought back a treasure."
When Qin Li heard Yang Huang say this, she couldn't help laughing.
"What baby?" Uncle Zhang looked at Yang Huang with some confusion.
Yang Huang curled his lips, untied Aman's clothes from his back, put Aman in his arms, and opened the clothes.
Uncle Zhang stretched his neck to take a look and blurted out, "Did you dig up a big watermelon?"
"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed loudly in an instant.
"Aman, have you heard that when everyone first sees you, they will think you are a big watermelon!" Qin Li was already laughing so hard that tears flowed out.
"You mortals are so short-sighted!" Ah Man shouted.
When Uncle Zhang heard that "Watermelon" actually spoke, he was startled and quickly took a few steps back.
"Uncle Zhang, don't be afraid. This is not a watermelon. This is an elf born from the spiritual energy on the mountain. His name is Aman." Qin Qi quickly reached out to support Uncle Zhang and explained to him.
"Oh, it's... an elf." Uncle Zhang was still a little shocked. If Qin Qi hadn't explained it, he would have thought it was some kind of monster.
"Young man, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Aman said to Uncle Zhang.
"Hey, why do you still call Uncle Zhang a young man?" Qin Li reached out and patted Aman.
"I repeat, I am eight hundred and one years old this year! You are all children in front of me, do you understand?" Ah Man shouted with all his strength.
"Uncle Zhang, this elf has some clues about monsters, so we brought him back." Yang Huang smiled and continued: "Don't be afraid, he is formed by the gathering of spiritual energy. He will stay in your home for a few more days."
My God, your place might become a Feng Shui treasure land!"
Uncle Zhang came over with hesitation and doubt in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched Ah Man cautiously.
"Ouch! It's ticklish!" Ah Man laughed.
A cute smile suddenly appeared on Uncle Zhang's face. He looked at Aman and said slowly: "Is this elf made of watermelon?"
"Hahahaha!" As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter again.
"I'll say it again, I'm not a watermelon!" Ah Man shouted angrily.
During the meal, Yang Huang was really hungry and ate three bowls of rice in a row.
"Damn leech, you're not afraid of choking to death." Qin Li said in shock as she watched him gobble it up.
"What do you know, little grasshopper. I used a lot of spiritual power today, so of course I have to eat more food to make up for it!" Yang Huang ate the food with big mouthfuls.
Luliu on the side was very curious about Aman. She kept looking at him and said to Qin Li with a smile: "Miss, doesn't this Aman need to eat?"
Qin Li was stunned for a moment when she asked this question, so she asked Yang Huang again, "Really, what does this elf eat?"
"Ask him." Yang Huang said while eating.
Qin Li rolled her eyes at Yang Huang, then looked at Aman and said to him: "Aman, are you hungry? Do you need something to eat?"
"We elves don't eat food from mortals." Aman's tone revealed a sense of superiority.
"He really wants to eat, but he has to have a mouth. Look at how round he is now, what will he eat with?" Yang Huang smiled and poked Aman with the chopsticks in his hand.