Fast-wearing female supporting role always acts as a demon

Chapter 229 The Demon Catcher's Little Flower Demon (22)

"I got it~ You're worrying about me again!"

Ye Meng's red lips parted slightly, staring at Hua Yan's eyes for a moment, smiling so happily and happily.

Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: What can she do with her merits?Even if I have something to do, she will be fine!
It can't be said that it is outrageous, but there will still be heartache after all.

Hua Yan sighed silently, and turned his head to walk up alone, but he didn't notice the natural smile on his lips.

Walking to the top of the mountain, I saw an old Taoist with white beard and hair, standing by a well, curled up half-bowed to breathe.

The movements are slow and the breathing is rapid, which is a bit like the legendary "turtle breathing method" that Ye Meng knows.

"Master!" Hua Yan yelled happily, and ran towards the old Taoist in three or two steps.

When he got close to him, he stopped like a screeching brake. He became tense and faltered visibly, and when he turned to look at Ye Meng, he couldn't say a word coherently.

The old Taoist followed Hua Yan's line of sight, but he was not surprised. On the contrary, he smiled kindly, bypassing Hua Yan, and walked quickly to Ye Meng.

The old Taoist looked left and right, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is it a monster?"

Ye Meng didn't dodge or dodge, and replied with a smile: "A flower demon!"

Hua Yan was taken aback, and instinctively rushed over to protect Ye Meng, but was led to the other side by the gentle force of the old man's hand.

"Master she"

"Girl," the old man raised his hand to stop him, but smiled, "If that's the case, can you help me plant some flowers and plants?"

"Of course it's possible!" Ye Meng was delighted. After confirming the place where flowers and plants need to be planted, she raised her hand and practiced it.

But for a long time, there were no flowers or plants growing.

Ye Meng froze for a moment, and tried again, but the result was the same.

Tried several times in succession, nothing changed.

Ye Meng turned around suspiciously, and saw that the old man looked like an old god, stroking his beard and smiling at her.

"Girl, Lao Dao's land here is barren and difficult to live on. I'm a fan of flowers and plants, and I really want to take a look at them. If you really want to, why don't you try my flower seeds!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand with the palm facing up, and a handful of flower seeds glowing with light appeared out of thin air.

Ye Meng glanced at the old Taoist, and then scanned the surroundings again. Except for the place designated by the old Taoist, there were flowers and plants everywhere, overflowing with fragrance.

But when he looked back at the designated place, the soil was fertile and tidy, not barren at all.

Ye Meng and the old man looked at each other, closed their eyes and smiled lightly, then stepped forward respectfully and said thanks.

The old man nodded and smiled, yawned, and was about to go back to his room to sleep.

Hua Yan was confused the whole time, and when the master returned to the room, he hurriedly leaned over and asked softly, "What did the master give you?"

Ye Meng glanced at his appearance, and couldn't help laughing, "You are very sneaky like this!"

Hua Yan is speechless: If that's the case, then I won't help you
Thinking of this, he simply did the same thing, turned his mouth and rolled his eyes at Ye Meng, Hua Yan shrugged his shoulders, and ran into the room to ask Master why.

In the next few days, Ye Meng dug the soil, sowed, irrigated, and guarded the flower seeds day and night.

Even when Huayan came, Ye Meng changed from her usual mischievous appearance, and at first glance she looked pious.

Hua Yan didn't understand even more, and his master refused to tell him why, no matter how he asked him, he always looked mysterious, and when he was about to finish he smoothed his beard and said "heavenly secret".

Hua Yan: How about I stay by Master's side at night and wait for him to talk in his sleep?

(End of this chapter)