Chapter 5, Returning with the Wind

How is this possible! The Bull Demon King jumped up while scratching his head, "The Erlang God is not a dog!"

Upon hearing the words "clothes," I immediately opposed vehemently, rolling on the ground and refusing to wear them, regardless of how much silver was spent in vain trying to persuade and coax me.

The white feathers beneath me are soft and comfortable, the white clouds in the sky dance beside me, everything on the ground becomes like ants, a fierce wind brushes against my cheeks, as if I were witnessing the scenery from a fall from the tenth floor, even more beautiful.

Younger sister, do not bite the silver anymore! Quickly let go!

Meow ~ ~ '' At this point, I happily shouted in the wind

I contemplated for a moment, and it seemed that the earlier words could all correspond, so I nodded affirmatively once again

Yin Zi calmly stopped his rampage: "Don't forget that guy can transform seventy-two times. It's not strange if he turns into a dog and descends to the mortal realm, right? It can't possibly be that dog of his, can it? That dog would never be able to defeat the boss and commit such shameless acts against her."

What does that mean? I, who was happily watching the excitement from the sidelines, curiously asked.

The Bull Demon King nodded at me and couldn't help but quietly praise the Rakshasa, saying, "My lady, you truly have some skills."

Dog! I exclaimed without hesitation, the despicable and ill-mannered big black dog left a deep impression on me, and if given the chance, I would certainly bite him again

After a moment of hesitation, I finally recalled the words I remembered and told them in a firm and decisive tone: "He said his name is Erlang Shen"

Upon deciding to return, white smoke once again emanated from Yinzi's body. After the smoke cleared, a white crow appeared on the ground, and my food had returned.

Once everyone had arrived, the crow took flight, spreading its wings and soaring into the sky, gracefully gliding across the heavens

The next topic of research is the marriage proposal put forth by the giant elephant demon king. Yinzi suggested that it would be best to politely decline for now, in order to avoid provoking conflict. After much discussion, they unanimously agreed that the most important thing at present is to first take me back to Luoying Mountain to change into appropriate attire before proceeding with the matchmaking.

Continuing, Luocha asked: "Sister, who exactly is the blind one that is bullying you?"

The expression of the Rakshasa became more relaxed, and the smile grew increasingly friendly. The Bull Demon King and Silver also approached, both of them angrily asking: "Which dog is it? Let us go kill him to take revenge!"

The crow seemed to sense my excitement, and it continued to carry me upward, flying higher and higher, as if it aimed to reach the sun

The cawing of the crow resounded with a deafening intensity

"Rakshasa Sister! You must not use the banana fan!" Yinzi shouted again, "My boss has been violated and is now insane! Therefore, his behavior is abnormal. Brother Niu Mo Wang is a man of integrity! Please do not misunderstand!"

Great! My lifelong favorite pastime has been to bully dogs and watch them being bullied by others. You are all good people! I am deeply moved, so I am trying hard to recall the name of that bad dog in my mind. It seems that his name is quite long, which has left me a bit confused.

The woman's gaze immediately shifted towards me as she took out a banana leaf fan. I suddenly felt a wave of murderous intent wash over me, cold and piercing, causing me to shiver involuntarily. Cautiously, I shrank back behind Yinzi, lowering my ears in an attempt to hide myself.

The three of them gathered together and discussed for a long time. Since Erlang Shen was indeed a deity that no one could contend with, they ultimately decided to suppress the matter for the sake of my reputation, only stating to the outside world that I had injured my head, leaving the matter of revenge to be addressed at a later time

Finally, the Rakshasa pushed him aside and decisively said to me: "If you do not wear clothes, you will be captured by the hungry ghosts of hell, tied up, and roasted to be eaten!"

The Bull Demon King and the Rakshasa hurriedly stepped forward, each grabbing one of my arms, and exclaimed in unison:

The smooth flight began to experience turbulence, and he started to roll in mid-air

I was immersed in a terrifying fantasy world of roasted cat meat, unable to regain my senses for a long time

I too became increasingly excited, and when the excitement reached its peak, I finally could not control my emotions and could not help but engage in a slight act of release

"I mean it sincerely." The Bull Demon King nodded repeatedly, but the woman's expression suddenly darkened. He quickly shook his head and exclaimed, "What I meant by sincerely is not this..."

I had never seen such a large bird before, and for a moment, I did not know where to begin. However, the Bull Demon King lifted me up and placed me on the bird's back

Before the joy had ended, this crow suddenly began to grow larger, until at last, it spread its wings as if it could cover the sky

Perhaps this is the road home, where I can see my beloved cat nest and my cherished owner

The woman stared at the Bull Demon King for a long time, and finally, she swung the sword in her hand and collapsed to the ground, crying out: "Damn beast, I take care of the children and manage the household every day, while you are out there fooling around. Do you think this is fair to me?"

Sigh, the Rakshasa looked me up and down a few times and remarked, "It is indeed a pity that my sister is so beautiful, even women cannot help but feel pity upon seeing her. It is not without reason that Erlang Shen is moved by her.

The above answer was summarized and conveyed to me by Yinzi. After a long explanation, I finally understood the meaning of the entire statement, which is that I can no longer reprimand the dog that has been bullying me

Upon these words being spoken, the three individuals before me fell into a state of stupor, unable to regain their senses for a long time. Thus, I continued to gnaw on the discarded chicken bones beside me

"No... is it not the Heavenly Realm's Erlang Shen Yang Jian?" After a long silence, Yin Zi finally came to his senses and asked stammeringly

"That... the strength of my sworn sister can be considered among the top in the demon realm, how could she possibly be defeated by that foolish dog?" The Bull Demon King helplessly sat back down, "But... the Erlang God... this is quite troublesome now, how could he be so fortunate as to take a liking to my sworn sister?"

I tilt my head, wag my tail, and open my eyes wide to watch her magnificent transformation, yet I do not understand what those words mean

The sound of the silver was loud, causing my ears to buzz, and successfully making the two people who were fighting stop their actions.

This conclusion made me extremely angry, and I lay on the ground sulking for a long time. It was only after Luocha promised to prepare a fat carp for me that I reluctantly agreed to let that bastard dog go

My master once told me that some very perverse people enjoy eating cat meat, so under the vivid description of the demon, I was so frightened that my ears drooped down, filled with extreme fear. In order not to become a roasted cat, I hurriedly agreed to obediently wear clothes from now on

The snow-white wings and feathers appear even more beautiful and alluring under the brilliant sunlight

Upon hearing this, the woman named Luocha immediately shot a sideways glance at the Bull Demon King, who nodded vigorously in response. She then burst into laughter, her eyes thawing like ice and snow, as if spring had returned to the earth and flowers were blooming. She kindly stepped forward, pulled me out from behind the silver, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said: "It’s all that dead scoundrel’s fault for not explaining things clearly, causing me to almost misunderstand my sister. Now I’m here to apologize, so please don’t take it to heart."

The Rakshasa smiled gently at him, straightening his disheveled clothing: "I usually do this when lulling the Red Boy to sleep."