Almost the moment Li Gefei closed the chat window, a knock on the door rang.

"Enter."

As soon as the door opened, the Ice Wolf leaned in and said, "Editor-in-Chief, you're still on before leaving, why don't you have a meal together?"

Li Gefei changed his face in an instant and smiled brightly: "I really want to eat, but today I have to pick up the child, I'm sorry."

"Then another day, I can do it anytime." Binglang smiled.

"Cheng Chengcheng, we two have to have a good chat." Li Gefei packed the table and asked casually, "By the way, how about Jiumu?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Binglang shook his head and said, "I am not very stable in my mood. I advise her to hold on to it again, but I don't have much hope. I should prepare for the eunuch..."

"What a pity." Li Gefei stepped on his backpack and looked at Binglang with concern, "Please persuade me, I'll go there if I can't."

"I won't bother you, little girl." Binglang smiled.

"That's thank you for your hard work." Li Gefei also smiled.

The big watery eyes blinked.

...

In the classroom, Jiumu has seen it to the end.

...

"The demon-killing!"

"I'm here to deliver work to you!"

The two yamen runners threw the body bag on the ground, clapped their hands and flicked their coats, and turned around without looking back.

When Su Tan went to close the door, he could still hear them cursing and slandering on the street.

"Damn the dead monster is still so heavy!"

"He is a sissy monster. I seemed to have moved a little just now. I'm afraid I'm not interested in my elder brother."

"You can still move if you break it like that? You're crazy about the girl."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Amid this laughter, Su Tan tightened the door, lit the green lamp, took out the white incense, and inserted it one by one on the black jars at the four corners of the room and lit it.

Then he knelt silently in front of the body bag and chanted.

"Demon, ghost, it's not a small one who takes your life."

"There is a cause of injustice and a master of hatred."

"If you have any thoughts, tell me."

"Don't blame me if you sew your entire body."

Not all the demon-killers would say this timid thing, but Su Tan’s master told him that he had insurance.

If you don't die, this monster can save half of your life if you say this.

...

Moving.

Her stomach was moving.

This is the third time.

The needle on Su Tan's hand was suspended.

His eyes swept across the body again.

I've long felt something was wrong.

The banshee was covered in bruises and was almost broken.

But only the lower abdomen was unharmed.

Dong...

There was a brief bulge there again.

Didn't the demon-removing person do it clean?

In this case, it's time to invite them.

No matter what is in the belly, they will do it thoroughly.

...

Su Tan closed his eyes and sweated, struggling in the fragments of the Banshee's memory.

There are only some fragmented emotions...

But there is one thing that can be confirmed.

She became a demon after she was pregnant.

When Su Tan was pulled out of the demon's memory, the vitality in her abdomen became weaker and weaker.

Isn't demon born?

Should the things inside be human or demon?

...

These days, Su Tan always basked in the sun in the yard with "nine lives".

The people in the yard always laugh at him at this moment.

"Yo? I picked up a doll and really thought it was my own child?"

"How can you marry a wife in the future?"

"I was just a demon-killer. If you hold this doll for a while, maybe you can still survive..."

"What do you know? This is a ghost doll on yourself haha!"

Su Tan naturally turned a blind eye and only teased the doll with his fingertips.

The doll giggled, with her big eyes open to grab it.

Su Tan asked him to catch it, and when he grabbed it, he sucked it into his mouth.

He also laughed with the doll.

Do they have to take care of our affairs?

...

The above is the "Jiumu Xianxia" that I tried to imitate with the story framework and setting.

In the original work, when the banshee came, she was still pregnant. Su Tan was a completely cruel person, and she also got rewards.

But if Jiumu wrote it with true feelings, he should leave a hole in his hope.

I don’t know whether I can tease my kids with my fingertips.

A clumsy imitation, just trying to show the "power of like".

Now "The Legend of the Demon" is not many words. If the whole article is reorganized, I will give up the Dark Fairy and focus on the Jiumu Fairy.

I believe there can be more such points.

My opinion remains unchanged.

You can't write the darkest fairy tale, the sweetest love, and the most coquettish rebirth.

It’s just because you are already the most 900-wood Jiumu.

"What's the matter..."

Wang Ximu took the phone back to Lin Shanpu.

"Ah...isn't it interesting?" Lin Shanpu lowered his head and held his phone with aggrieved.

Wang Ximu turned her back and started to curse.

"At this level, I still copy the writing style..."

"He can't write about the warmth under the cold."

"What else do you like? The power of losing."

"Really, my set...is obviously I can't write it..."

"I've obviously been unable to write..."

Wang Ximu blocked her side face and twitched, as if she was smiling.

"What Jiumu Xianxia..."

"I became a daddy fairy all of a sudden..."

"Nine Life... This name is quite fun..."
To be continued...