Funeral, what should I do if I reincarnate as a demon?

"What are you doing? Help her close her mouth first. What if an insect flies in? I'm afraid that my neck will be exposed if I touch my head."

"....But why are you still touching her chin and hair after all this is done?"

Fearon stared intently at his hands that were still stroking Fulian's chin and head. They looked extremely busy. The expression on his childish face was also quite subtle.

But Yaxiu said seriously:

"Speaking of which, Philon, you may not know that I had a furry pet before, and it would be very obedient and would show its chin for me to touch."

"Does this have anything to do with your current behavior?"

"Don't you think that this guy, standing obediently, is basically acquiescing, or even waiting for me to take action?"

"I don't think...and treating guests as pets, isn't this a bit bad? Stop it quickly."

Feilun, who really couldn't bear it, grabbed him and dragged him away from Fulilian.

Because she also discovered... Fulilian's consciousness was recovering, and her eyes were changing from confusion to suppressed anger.

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For Ash's personal safety, Fearon tried hard to keep him away. While preaching, he was also afraid that he would bite the strange elf.

During this process, Fulilian gradually cleared her thoughts, and recovered from the shock that her friend who was not dead for some reason suddenly appeared at the home of another friend who was also supposed to be about to die.

Thinking of her previous treatment, she felt that she was qualified to be angry before asking questions, but...

She took a step forward despite her messy hair, but the door to the cabin behind Ash was suddenly opened, and another familiar figure appeared in her sight.

The familiar figure with a hunched back made Fulilian forget her anger and was once again stunned: "....Isn't that a lie?"

Hearing the noise outside, Haita, who hurried out thinking that Feilun was arguing with Ash, widened his eyes when he saw the person clearly: "...Fulillian? You came to see him? Me?"

"You are actually still alive, you fair-weather monk."

"Haha, you two are really ruthless enough to say such things as soon as we meet? Or do you really want us to die?"

It was obviously an occasion to be angry, but when Haita heard this, he laughed heartily and opened the door behind him, gesturing for them to come in and talk.

Fulilian, on the other hand, frowned slightly in embarrassment and glanced at Ash before she defended:

"That's not true, but... I just hope that Ash will die soon. Every time he is about to die, he is still alive. It feels really weird, and... he still has this attitude. , even I am a little angry."

"As I said, I'm concerned about your chin."

"No matter what you think, it's not true. You definitely just think it's fun!"

"Have you been discovered yet? I always feel...a little shy~"

"....Pretend, how many years do you think I have known you?"

Fulilian replied with a disgusting tone, but she was so disgusted by his pretentious and shy way of scratching her head that she didn't even bother to argue with him. She picked up her luggage and walked quickly indoors.

It was at this time that Feilun couldn't help but curiously asked: "Are we really friends? Lord Ash."

"....What's wrong?"

"I actually asked the elf to say it. It feels like I have known him for a long time. Master Ash is really over a hundred years old."

"So you have to be gentler to me. After all, I'm old. If I'm not careful and get too excited, my life will be short-lived, right?"

Although in fact, even a hundred years is not a long time for an elf - even though he thought so, he pretended to be weak and did not intend to correct this cognitive deviation.

But his words also made Philan show a slightly awkward expression:

"I also want to be gentle, but Mr. Ash occasionally behaves mischievously..."

"Yes, yes, my fault, my fault~" Ash pinched Fei Lun's face indifferently, and quickly followed Fulian's footsteps.

Feilun was left alone on the ground worrying about how to find a balance point that was gentle and able to control him and not act randomly.

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In this late autumn season, at this age where he is about to lose his strength, Haita is particularly happy to have two old friends appear in his home.

Although he was old and his hands were trembling, he still took the initiative to let Ash and Fulilian chat first, and then went to the kitchen to prepare the food and wine.

Although it seemed a little inappropriate for a centenarian to behave like this, everyone present except Feilun was older than him, and they had not been polite for a long time, so naturally no one wanted to compete with him.

But Fulian just put down her luggage and rested her chin on the dining table with one hand, staring at Ash with an unkind look, as if she still hadn't let go of the previous incident.

At this time, Feilun took the initiative to pass tea to both her and Ash, and then obediently went to the kitchen to help.

This also made Fulilian glance at the little girl and couldn't help but ask: "Who is this child?"

"My great-granddaughter."

"....Great-granddaughter? No wonder, um... eh? Wait a minute, great-granddaughter? Great--! Puff--!! Cough cough cough! Cough cough!!... Cough cough!!!"

Flillian just picked up the black tea, but just as she took a sip, her head gradually turned around and realized the meaning of the words. She was so shocked that she subconsciously raised her voice and wanted to say something, but she was so excited that the tea mixed into her trachea.

The bitter tea stimulated her for the first time in her life, and she was shocked to the point of spraying water directly, and she kept patting her chest and coughing in pain.

".... Oh, it's really exaggerated. Although I thought I would be very surprised, but... I didn't expect it to really spray out~"

In front of Ash, who was well prepared, a light blue diamond shield appeared, completely isolating the tea from outside, allowing him to happily taste the tea and enjoy the interesting appearance of the elf on the opposite side struggling in pain because of choking on the tea.

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(PS: Actually I have been waiting for people to complain that the two characters in the title "Funeral" are reversed from the comics, but... it seems that no one has noticed? Or do you think it is reasonable?)

The Buried Florian: Thousand Years to Present: ７７ Two old men end up trapping elves? (3K)

After a long while of relaxing in excessive surprise, Fulian finally came to her senses, but she still stroked her chest to make herself feel better.

Throughout the whole process, her eyes never shifted from Ash, and she even couldn't hide her astonishment:

"You actually... already have a great-granddaughter? When did you get married? Why didn't any of us know?"

"What's so surprising about this?" Ash asked back with a leisurely smile: "Isn't it very common for humans to get married and have children?"

"That's right... but... that's not right! At this time, I should ask first, why didn't you tell us?"

"Don't you know? In fact, Fern's grandfather is Haita."

"... Is it true?" The answer that she had never expected was placed in front of her, and after a long silence, Flyllian was so shocked that she suddenly put her hands on the table and leaned over.

However...

"Don't be so excited, it's partly a joke." Feeling that if he continued to tease, the blood pressure of this old elf would be out of control, Ash calmly reached out and pressed her head, pushing her back again, and then smiled when she was stunned: "In fact, Ferren is an orphan of the war in the southern countries."

"...Huh???" The answer that went in the opposite direction made Fulilian's face gloomy instantly: "-How can this be just a part of a joke?! All of it..."

"But Haita really treats her as a granddaughter."

"Impossible!" Fulilian denied without thinking: "Neither of you is the kind of person who will take the initiative to help..."

"Her ancestor used to be my adjutant and my first friend, and I didn't know how to raise a child, so I brought her here, and they unexpectedly got along well."

"......."

Fulilian was interrupted before she finished speaking, and her mind was a little confused at the moment. She wanted to say something but was hurt by his sudden information. She didn't know whether to be angry that he lied to her first, or to complain about something first.

But Ash was drinking tea leisurely, smiling: "Compared to our business, why did you suddenly come here?"

"...I just happened to pass by here on my way to the Holy City to buy something, and I remembered that I owed Haita a lot of favors." Fulilian turned her head and looked at the old man who came out of the kitchen after hearing the noise. After a moment of silence, she continued: "In case you are still alive, I want to pay it back before you die."

"Wait a minute, don't just pay Haita back, what about mine?"

"I don't remember..."

"Ah~ If Millie was still here, she would definitely not say that, right?" He looked like he was making a bad friend, and sighed with regret.

This made Fulilian immediately remember that she owed him a lot of favors a thousand years ago, but because of their good relationship, there were occasional conflicts, and she really didn't think about it for a while.

Although she had to admit that she owed Ash a bigger favor, she narrowed her eyes slightly in displeasure because of his attitude:

"... Originally I wanted to pay it back, but now that I didn't beat you up, you should be lucky."

"Hehe~ You have always had such a good relationship." Feeling that they were about to quarrel, Haita sat between the two people facing each other without making a sound, with deep wrinkles on his cheeks, smiling and nodding gently: "I am really envious."

"Not good at all, just bad fate." Fulilian turned her face away directly, not wanting to pay attention to the two.

"Bad fate is not bad, but speaking of it..." Haita didn't care, but looked at Fen who was peeling potatoes obediently in the kitchen before looking at Ash again, and soon thought of the successful tactics last time, and unconsciously smiled meaningfully.

Without words, Ash also understood his thoughts and nodded slightly.

So the two of them stood up at the same time, leaving Fulilian confused: "What's wrong?"

"Come here." "I have something to ask of you."

Ash and Haita spoke in tacit agreement.

This excessive tacit agreement gave Fulilian some goosebumps, and a very strong sense of foreboding... After all, these two can be said to be the most strange people in the team.

But she didn't think the two would harm her, so after a moment's hesitation, she followed them to the room where Ash was staying.

"This is the magic book of the sage Evisi." Ash handed over the magic book on the table, and Haita continued with a smile: "It records the lost magic of resurrection of the dead and immortality."

"I have heard a lot of rumors about that kind of magic, but... does it really exist?" Fulilian was just like Ash, and had doubts about immortal magic.

She opened the book and took a simple look, but only saw dense and complex graphics, and some paintings that looked like dyes or stains, which made her nod slightly:

"Did you use the graphic secret text? People in that era really liked this encryption method, but this..."

"My request is to ask you to help us decipher this book." Haita said with a smile.

"By the way, I would like you to help teach Fren magic during this period."

Ash's magic has been basically optimized by himself, all adapted to the magic casting method of the demons, so it is not suitable for teaching humans.

Although he tried to teach again, he felt that what he taught was awkward, so he gave up.

After all, Shulahart also told him not to teach others the future magic that he taught him, so he had to worry about accidentally mixing it up, and then teaching it to others to interfere with the future and deviate from Shulahart's best results, which would be troublesome.

Facing these two calculating old men, Fulilian didn't think too much. She just flipped through the books and nodded directly:

"This is not a big problem. It should be solved in five or six years. But are you two afraid of death?"

"Who wouldn't be afraid of death?" Haita turned his back calmly, avoiding revealing anything from his expression, and said slowly:

"I didn't show it before, I just wanted to show off in front of you, and now the closer I am to death, the more afraid I am of death than before... Of course, I just want to buy a little more time, not to the extent of pursuing immortality."

"For the child?"

"Of course, and it is also written in the scriptures that we should live healthily, and longevity is the ultimate health."

"...A wine-drinking monk, you really have the nerve to say such things."

"Haha~ Ash said something similar before, you two are really rude to me, an old man." Haita didn't mind, and left with a big laugh.

Fulilian, who was holding a book, turned her head to look at Ash, and asked in confusion: "What's your reason? Are you afraid of death too?"

"Of course, who among humans is not afraid of death?"

"....Really? Then you should try to live until I decipher it." Fulilian nodded slightly, but stroked the magic book gently, showing a gloomy look, and added: "But you'd better not have too much expectation, I don't think there is such magic."

"It's okay, no matter what the result is, we won't blame you, and during this time, I will trouble you to take care of Philen."

"That's nothing... I said, can you stop touching my hair all the time, you are really annoying."

Just nodded in agreement, he touched her head, which made Fulilian feel dissatisfied and slapped his hand away. It seems that as she said verbally, she was very annoyed by his habitual action.

But when she watched him leave, looking at the closed door, she couldn't help feeling a little lonely in her heart.

I don't know where Millie went, maybe she died? Or maybe they will never meet again.

Therefore, after the master passed away, this was the only friend left from a thousand years ago.

If suddenly no one made her angry like this anymore, no one would touch her hair... At first she was a little happy, but thinking about it seriously, Fulilian felt a little lonely.

And just as this "old elf girl" was alone in the house, feeling sad, on the other side...