This is an ancient story about the Demon King's Castle.
At that time, the profession of night watchman still existed in Demon King City.
The old night watchman held a dim lamp and walked in the dark and distant corridor. The cool wind was coming from nowhere. He held the oil lamp in his arms, and the weak flame brought him A touch of warmth makes the feeling of wind clearer.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The sound of dripping water clearly reached his ears in the silent night.
He looked in the direction of the sound with his sunken eyes.
It was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, the sound continues.
The faucet somewhere was not turned off. He had to go and see, otherwise he would be scolded again tomorrow morning.
Tick tock, tick tock.
He groped along the sound, and the faint firelight seemed to be swallowed up by darkness. He felt that he had walked for a long time, but the road seemed to have no end, and fear began to invade his heart.
The night watchman was a little flustered and quickened his pace, but the oil lamp in his hand quietly went out at this moment.
He was startled, and the oil lamp fell from the old hand, making a harsh friction sound and then rolled to the side, stopping in a glimmer of moonlight.
He raised his head in the moonlight, and a half-open door appeared in front of him.
The sound of ticking, ticking, dripping water is right next to my ears. It seems that the sound is coming from here.
Squeak——
He pushed open the old wooden door, ticking, ticking, and the water droplets hanging on the faucet inside were dripping one by one, reflecting the moonlight.
The night watchman stepped forward to turn off the tap.
squeak——squeak——
The old gate valve of the faucet made a miserable neighing like a slaughtered livestock, but.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
The water force did not decrease at all but dripped even harder. The night watchman quickly turned in the opposite direction, tick, tick, tick. No matter which way he turned, the water force never decreased.
Just when the night watchman was at a loss, the gate valve seemed to be completely opened, and the water in the faucet spurted out. The night watchman hurriedly blocked the faucet with his hand, and the water splashed everywhere. At that moment, he realized that this, where was the water? They are all bright red liquids.
He hurriedly let go of his hand, but the faucet stopped completely at this moment.
The night watchman froze on the spot, breathing heavily, and his old face was vaguely reflected in the mirror that seemed to be stained with blood.
He looked closely, and there seemed to be something behind him, in the darkness, right behind him.
He turned around in a hurry!
There was nothing behind him.
He exhaled with some relief, but suddenly thought of something again, turned around, in the mirror!
ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The Demon King's scream interrupted Li Mo's story. When he raised his head from the book, the Demon King had already crawled under the quilt and shivered.
"Idiot Li Mo, I asked you to tell a bedtime story. What the hell are you talking about!"
The Demon King was tightly wrapped in quilt and curled up into a ball, only revealing his uneasy and fearful eyes and complaining to Li Mo.
"But, Lord Demon King, this is the most common bedtime story."
Li Mo closed the book, pointed to the title "The Best Bedtime Reading for Demons" on the cover and placed the book in front of the Demon King.
"This is a book written by some idiot, and he wants to write about the Demon King's Castle and the death penalty."
"Our Demon King's City is also a place that is out of reach for ordinary demons. I can't blame them for writing such imaginary things."
With a somewhat helpless and ridiculous tone, Li Mo stuffed the book back on the bookshelf.
"You mean, these are all fake?"
"Of course, I have been in the Demon King's City since the previous Demon King was in power. I can't even remember how long it has been, but I have never heard of such rumors."
"Hey... Really? It's fake. Yu... Yu Ke wasn't scared at all."
The Demon King got his head out of the quilt and took a deep breath. He seemed to be suffocated, but his body was still tightly wrapped in the quilt, and it didn't look like he was fine at all.
"That's it for today. The Demon King should go to bed early."
Li Mo urged the devil to lie down, pressed the quilt tightly for her, turned off the magic lamp and prepared to leave.
"Ali, Ali!"
Just as he closed the door, he heard Lord Demon King's urgent call, and Li Mo quickly turned around and opened the door.
"What's wrong, Lord Demon King!"
The Demon King had already turned over and sat up on the bed, dragging the quilt and covering her mouth. The bright moonlight fell on her face and reflected a slight blush on her face.
"Um...A Li, I...I'm thirsty."
"Really? Then I'll go and warm up a glass of milk for the Demon King."
Seeing that Lord Demon King had nothing to do, Li Mo exhaled and turned around to prepare hot milk for Lord Demon King.
But just turned around.
"Ali, Ali!"
The devil's urgent call sounded again.
"What's wrong, Lord Demon King?"
"I...I'm still a little hungry."
"Then let me steam another bowl of egg drop for Lord Demon King."
"Well, thank you."
"That...Ali."
This time, before Li Mo could turn around, Lord Demon King called Li Mo's name again.
Different from his usual tone of command, the current Lord Demon King's voice sounded like a deer that had just escaped the pursuit of a hyena.
"Um?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you."
"I said, Lord Demon King..."
As Li Mo said this, he slowly approached the Demon King and sat next to her.
She turned on the small bedside lamp, and the warm light completely exposed the devil's pitiful face. There were some tears in her eyes, avoiding Li Mo's sight, and her little body was trembling.
"The Demon King is probably afraid, right?"
"How...how is it possible! How could Yu be afraid!"
Li Mo found it completely unconvincing to say this while crying. He smiled helplessly at the Demon King's harsh words.
"If you don't mind, Lord Demon King, I will stay with you here."
"Whatever...it's up to you."
He tightened the quilt and fell asleep with Li Mo on his back.
"Ali, how long will you stay?"
"I will always be here until the Demon King falls asleep."
"Um."
A smile appeared on the Demon King's face. Before anyone noticed, he covered his mouth with the quilt and closed his eyes in peace.
"Ali, are you leaving?"
"no."
"Um."
He moved his body slightly towards Li Mo, slowly calmed down, and sleep gradually came over him.
"Ali, you..."
Even breathing replaced the Demon King's questions, and Li Mo gently turned off the light.
"Good night, Lord Demon King."
After Li Mo made the quilt for the Demon King again, he said good night and carefully left the Demon King's bedroom.
"Oh my, this is true."
Li Mo smiled awkwardly.
To be frightened by such a story with extremely poor writing style, cliche content and no connotation, the Demon King is really just a child.
When will the Demon King become an outstanding adult like myself?
Tick tock.
The clear sound of water suddenly reached Li Mo's ears.
"Master Demon King, it's true. It's always like this. You must tighten the faucet after using the water."
Even though the Demon King was not around, Li Mo still did not forget to preach. As he said this, he walked towards the place where the sound of water came from.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Li Mo stopped in front of a room with the door ajar. It seemed that the sound came from inside.
"Ah...Ale, is there such a room in the Demon King's City?"
Li Mo gently opened the door, and at this moment, his heart was filled with a sense of déjà vu.
Tick, tick, the water droplets hanging on the faucet inside are dripping one by one, reflecting the moonlight.
"Hey...hey, no way."
Li Mo had cold sweat on his forehead and stopped his hand in front of the faucet. After hesitating again and again...
squeak--
The water stopped completely after the faucet's gate valve squealed.
Li Mo sighed reassuringly for some reason and patted his face in the mirror.
"Li Mo, Li Mo, what are you nervous about? You are an excellent...big...person...ah..."
Li Mo's voice gradually died down, his whole body stiffened, and he couldn't look away from the mirror.
Because, in the mirror, he saw it clearly.
The dark gray shadow was a woman with long hair and extraordinarily bright red lips. She was curled up in the corner, staring closely at him. There was no doubt that her eyes had met, and she grinned at Li Mo.
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"big boss!"
Li Mo crawled to the Demon King's room on hands and knees and banged the door open with his head.
"Master Demon King, Master Demon King, Master Demon King, Master Demon King, Master Demon King, Master Demon King, Master Demon King!!!!!!"
Li Mo pulled up the sleeping Demon King and shook her shoulders while crying.
"big boss--!"
From then on, Li Mo never dared to sleep alone again.
