"Uncle Wu, are you practicing Wang Ba Quan again?"
In the yard, a snot-nosed kid was holding a pig knuckle, staring blankly at Wu Chong who was refining his demon power in the yard.
This snot baby is called Hu Zi, the seventh son of the Green Turtle.
Half-demon physique.
The green-skinned turtle has a much better life than Master Wu. On the surface, he looks very old, but in fact he can live a long life. Over the years, he has married eighteen concubines one after another.
, the money was not saved at all for Mr. Wu, but the effect was naturally that the branches and leaves were spread, and the family was full of children and grandchildren.
Regarding this point, Wu Chong did not question it.
When he came to this world, the only friend he had was the Green Turtle, and he was too lazy to figure it out very often. Besides, he was able to accumulate demonic power to this extent so quickly. The 'pretending to be a god' skill given by the Green Turtle
It's definitely a great help. Under this kind of favor, a few yellow and white things are nothing. Anyway, they were all captured by the Imperial Master's Office, so don't feel bad!
"Top Boxing?"
Wu Chong inhaled the demonic energy into his belly and glanced sideways at Sniffles.
"Which one of us is the bastard? Didn't your father tell you?"
Snot-nosed baby Huzi took a bite of elbow meat, and Fat Dudu's little face was full of pride.
"My father said that our family belongs to the Dragon King family, and we have the blood of dragon turtles in our bodies. They are very noble!"
Return the Dragon Turtle!
Does this old boy really dare to brag that you, a green turtle, are even remotely related to a dragon turtle?
"What are you doing here, kid?"
Wu Chong came over and rubbed the little guy's head. The green-skinned turtle had many children, and this kid was the one he liked the most. The old man also knew that, so he asked him to come over and call him.
"My dad said he wanted you to come over and have a drink."
Snot Baby Huzi twitched his nose and sucked back the snot that flowed out.
"Let's go."
Wu Chong picked up the clothes next to him and walked towards Mrs. Wu's house.
In this small county town, the two of them are like local bullies. The county magistrate always comes to visit him when he takes office. On the surface, the little old man in his seventies is now a big shot in the county, and he lives in a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
After entering the courtyard, naturally someone came to entertain me.
Now Lao Gui's external identity is that of an accomplished spiritual master outside the Zhang Family Courtyard. He went home for a visit because there was no hope for the future. He didn't want to think that time has passed and his former relatives are no longer there. In order to continue the incense, Zhang Yuanwai rebuilt his family in his hometown.
That's it. Anyway, it's said that there are people with noses and eyes. Wu Chong heard a lot about it in his spare time, but didn't pay much attention to it.
When he came back to his senses and came to visit, he realized that Lao Gui's family business was already so big.
A stable life in a small place is much more comfortable than living in the capital.
"Brother Wu, you are finally here."
Old Turtle was wearing a military uniform. He was completely different from his image as a gatekeeper when he was in the capital. He looked kind-hearted and very kind.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't come to me for wasting time."
Wu Chong was not polite at all, he sat down and started eating.
Old Turtle also knew Wu Chong's temper. After waving his hand to retreat, he lowered his voice and spoke.
"There has been another incident in the capital. Several old friends have been discovered. One of them is fleeing in our direction. I'm worried..."
The old friend he mentioned was naturally the monster he had hung out with in the Diziyuan when he was on duty at the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
After the battle between the Imperial Preceptor and the Immortal from the Upper Realm, many remnants like them escaped pursuit. Later, they were gradually exposed under the pursuit of the imperial court and the Demon Slayer Department. The monsters still alive on the wanted list over the years,
Not much left.
"Crush it to death when it comes."
Wu Chong munched on the food. With his current strength, he was completely confident to say this.
Old Turtle also knew this, so he specifically called him over to talk about it. Seeing Wu Chong's attitude, he felt more relieved. Now that he had too many comfortable days, he was still reluctant to let him wander around.
The most important thing is that there are so many descendants of blood here, so we can't just ignore them all, right?
After confirming, the two started talking nonsense again.
After he was full of wine and food, Wu Chong took the generous gift that Old Turtle had prepared for him and staggered towards his small courtyard.
The night is already deep.
Just after taking two steps, a blast of cool air blew in.
The cold air enveloped him, and the slight drunkenness disappeared immediately. Wu Chong squinted at the small alley in front of him that he had walked no less than a hundred times, and felt a familiar aura that he had not seen for a long time.
pollutants.
"I didn't expect to meet him in the Demon God's Tomb. It's really fate."
Once upon a time, Wu Chong thought he had figured out what pollutants were, but the scene in front of him gave him new ideas about his previous speculations. Carrying a pot of old wine, he walked in.
The cold alley, only a hundred meters away, now seems to have no edge, with no end in sight.
Standing at the entrance of the alley, waiting.
Sure enough, not long after, I heard a cold whimpering sound, like a woman crying, or like the wind howling.
"Guanren, don't you want me anymore?"
A faint voice sounded from behind. This voice was very strange. Although I had never heard it before, it gave people the illusion that I was the closest person in the world.
If he were an ordinary person, he would be frightened out of his wits when hearing this sound and run forward desperately. But Master Wu is interested, how could he escape? With his current strength, even if he encounters monsters and monsters, he should be the one running away.
"How could it be? The official likes you the most."
As he spoke, Wu Chong's body suddenly grew taller, from more than one meter in height to more than three meters in height. His burly back was like a wall, and his thick arms turned into fish claws.
"Well?"
The voice behind him was dull for a while. It was different from what he had encountered before.
Before it could react, it felt a shadow coming over it, and then it was caught.
The thick claws were like iron hoops. No matter how hard the monster behind it struggled, it could not escape. Then, in its frightened eyes, the 'prey' slowly turned its head...
A face covered with fangs and black fish scales looked down. The condescending pressure made the owner of the 'voice' tremble uncontrollably.
Is this prey?
You must have eaten the heart of a bear, the gall of a leopard, and the guts of a lard before you dared to catch such a prey!
"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."
Wu Chong tried his best to put on a kind smile. The guy he caught was indeed a pollutant. The strange thing was that the pollutants in the Demon God's Tomb were the same as the immortal Buddha he had seen before.
It has its own wisdom and complete emotions. This is completely different from the rules and regulations in the outside world.
After realizing this, Wu Chong became very interested and prepared to communicate with the other party carefully. He must not scare the 'child' to death.
"Come and tell me how much you hate me."
Master Wu gave a 'kind' smile, and the pollutant in his hand opposite him twitched and his eyes turned white.