Chapter 460: When a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes
Quack!
Gua!!
Inside Narcissus House.
Groups of frogs dressed in uniforms jumped up and down to serve the food.
On the round table.
Zhang Heng was drinking tea leisurely, and beside him, there was a pillow under the little tiger's butt, making it sit slightly higher than the table.
Then.
The wolf will devour it, the tiger will swallow it.
This caused Yuan Mo Ancestor, who transformed into a butler with grace and meticulous movements, to smile bitterly: "My little ancestor, please eat slowly, and no one will compete with you."
"Eat slowly."
Seeing that the little tiger ignored the advice of Yuan Mo Ancestor.
Zhang Heng had to take action himself and tugged the little tiger's ears.
"Don't make trouble, it's really delicious." The little tiger said with a mouth full of oil: "Let me eat more, I have lost weight recently."
Thin?
Are the clothes slimmer?
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.
Talk about it.
After awakening his bloodline, the little tiger's appetite began to increase dramatically.
Fortunately, the Hushan Temple family has a great cause, otherwise it would be what Patriarch Bodhi said: "Wherever you come from, just go."
"Although the white tiger is not a glutton, it is still a member of the mythical beasts. It has its own way of efficiently converting food into energy. This utilization rate is indeed beyond the reach of humans."
Zhang Heng watched the little tiger feasting happily.
certainly.
Divine beasts have the goodness of the mythical beasts, and humans have the advantages of humans.
To be fair.
The effect of swallowing the elixir is better than that of food, but it tastes worse.
For example, little tigers don't like to take pills.
Taking that stuff is like taking medicine, twisting your butt and hiding behind.
perhaps.
Children don’t like to take medicine, even though they are said to be little tigers.
Think of this.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but stroke the little tiger's fur.
In fact, the little tiger is not bad either.
He doesn't have a bad temper and is very well-behaved.
My only two hobbies.
One is for playing and the other is for eating.
The only troublesome thing is that the little guy doesn't have enough fun.
If Zhang Heng plays with it, it will jump around all day long and be as tired as a dead dog at night, unable to wake up even if it barks.
So does eating.
I didn't feel full in my stomach, and those who didn't know thought I was being abused by him.
Think of this.
Zhang Heng took another look at Yuan Mo Ancestor, who had become a puppet and acted like a butler, responsible for serving the little tiger.
What a magical power.
When the ancestor of Yuan Mo was alive, he basically touched the threshold of immortality.
Now he has become a demonic spirit.
Although his strength has declined, he still has the strength of an ordinary Earth Immortal.
Moreover, the ghost thing is born attached to the tiger cub.
The little tiger's strength is still low, and he has not even reached the level of a true immortal. If he improves further in the future, and his magical power feeds him back, the Yuan Demon Ancestor will become stronger.
When will it become a fairy?
Then Zhang Heng took action to kill some immortal-level old monsters who had done many evil things, and let it control them to form the Beidou Zhoutian Formation.
At that time, the immortal-level white tiger beast will be accompanied by 365 immortal-level ghost guards.
hiss.
Invincible in the heavenly realm, Luo Tian lowered his eyebrows when he saw me.
I am the Hengmiao Peak of Maoshan Mountain, the first general under the Immortal Master, the White Tiger Great Spirit Officer
It's quite interesting when I think about it.
"The little mountain god is so beautiful. His fur is so white. It would be great if I could touch him."
"Stop dreaming, you are just a little frog. Instead of thinking about this, it is easier to think about swan meat."
"That's right, but the little mountain god is so good at eating. He eats meat like drinking soup. He takes one sip and eats a plate of elbows. None of the hungry ghosts who came last time had such a big appetite."
At the corner of the wall.
By the stairs.
A group of little frogs were hiding behind the bunker, poking their heads and watching the little tigers wolfing down the food.
"The little mountain god is good-looking, but he's a little too small. He's still a child who hasn't grown up, right?"
A red frog was slightly puzzled: "How can such a small mountain god control such a large territory as Hushan Domain and millions of demons?"
Hear this.
Zhang Heng looked over.
Smiling slightly, he raised his hand and scattered a handful of golden melon seeds.
"It's gold!"
The golden melon seeds fell to the ground, jumping happily, emitting a crisp sound and dazzling flashes.
"It's gold!"
The little frogs swarmed up, you pushed me, I kicked you, arguing: "Don't grab it, this is a reward from the temple blessing master."
"Ouch"
One is bad.
The red frog was kicked out of the group of fighting frogs.
It rolled around awkwardly and didn't stop until it hit a corner.
About to get angry.
When you catch your eye, you can see a golden melon seed at your feet.
Stepping forward and holding the golden melon seeds in his arms, the red frog quickly looked to both sides.
Seeing that no other little frog noticed him, he quickly put the golden melon seeds into his arms and thought happily: "I know, Master Zhu Zhu is really too generous."
"Don't be lazy!"
Don't wait until the red frog thinks again.
Hearing the commotion above, Mr. Crab, who had just come back from the kitchen to urge the dishes to be served, came on the stage waving two pairs of crab claws: "Hurry up and serve the dishes. In a moment, Master Hushan God is not happy with the food, and I will kill you all." Fry it up and give it to the Mountain God."
Guaguagua
The frogs were all scared out of their wits.
Jumping, jumping, holding the golden melon seeds they picked up, they went to work in one fell swoop.
"Temple Blessings"
A bunch of nuisances were blasted away.
Mr. Krabs came forward with a flattering look on his face: "Why don't you eat some? Is it not to your liking?"
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.
A table full of big fish and meat is just right for the little tiger, but it is too boring for him.
The breatharian's god is immortal and he does not need to eat.
The food is also tea snacks, spiritual fruits, fairy wine and the like. How can I hold a pig knuckle and chew it randomly.
"Play music and dance."
Zhang Heng shook his head and said nothing.
Mr. Crab, who was afraid that he would not take good care of himself, quickly invited the band in.
Enter the eyes.
A group of blind bears played the erhu, and demons and ghosts danced wildly.
Um.
There is a generation gap.
Nor is it aesthetically pleasing.
"boss"
Time flies.
The feast lasts from noon to evening.
Just when the little frogs were tired and had lost several batches, and Zhang Heng was wondering if he should catch the little tigers and go back, a three-headed monster snake ran in like a scurry: "No, it's not good."
quiet.
The music stopped instantly, and all the monsters looked up.
I want to see who is not afraid of death.
Well
The three-headed snake monster was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the mountain god grandma who stopped eating and looked at him with a question mark on her face, she forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Cha, cha"
Continue to eat.
The little tiger had a look of satisfaction on his face. Today was the most satisfying meal he had ever had.
"what happened?"
Zhang Heng asked calmly.
"What are you doing so stupidly? Lord Miao Zhu is calling you."
Mr. Krabs took a step back and retreated behind the three-headed basilisk, which was very pointless.
What's more.
In the end, he was still worried and pushed the three-headed snake from behind, as if to say: "Go quickly."
"me"
The three-headed snake swallowed and spit.
Because of fear, two of the three heads hid behind them, and the middle one looked confused.
"Don't be afraid"
Zhang Heng waved his hand and said to Ancestor Yuan Mo: "Pour him a cup of tea to moisten his throat."
Gududu.
A cup of tea is divided into three heads.
After drinking a little each person, the three-headed basilisk finally calmed down a bit, and said timidly: "I, we caught a human who sneaked in."
"Humanity?"
Zhang Heng was a little speechless: "Although this is a demon town located deep in the Hushan Territory, there are so many members of the Medicine Gang who go into the mountain to collect herbs. Occasionally, some get separated, and it is not uncommon for people to sneak in here."
"No, it's not."
The three-headed basilisk quickly replied: "The man had a concealment charm and a magic-breaking blade on his body, and he also stabbed a demon who was chasing him. The little demon was suspicious, suspicious."
Looking at Zhang Heng's increasingly impatient expression.
The three-headed snake bit the bullet and shouted: "The little demon suspects that he is a member of the Demon Slayer Association."
"The Demon Slayer Club?"
Zhang Heng frowned slightly.
He had heard of the name of the Demon Slayer Club.
This is a non-governmental organization in Dali. It uses the slogan that humans and monsters do not exist. It often illegally eliminates monsters and provokes disputes between the two ethnic groups.
Earlier years.
The Demon Slayer Society has a pretty good reputation and has always been regarded as an extreme civil patriotic organization.
Not so much in recent years.
Ideals are inseparable from tea, rice, oil and salt, and the same goes for the Demon Slayer Club.
Today’s demon slaying party.
His words are all about doctrine, his heart is all about business.
Whoever gives you money will do the work.
And as everyone knows.
Buddhism is famous for its wealth.
After going back and forth for a while, the two sides will understand each other.
You give me financial and skill support, and I will help you assassinate those demons who are interested in the imperial court, sow discord between the human and demon races, and cause regional turmoil.
Until now.
The Demon Exorcist Association is already an illegal organization prohibited by the imperial court, and is a second-rate dog supported by Buddhism.
certainly.
This is upper-level cognition.
In the eyes of some ordinary people, the people in the Demon Slayer Club are still great heroes, unyielding fighters who defend the human camp, and are regarded by many as the backbone.
"The Demon Slayer Club!"
Zhang Heng nodded on the table.
In fact, people in the Dali Realm don't know that the Demon Slayer Association is not the only one here. On the contrary, many worlds where humans and demons coexist have the Demon Slayer Association.
Status.
To Heaven, this is a group of terrorists who are afraid of the world being in chaos.
Because for the current world.
Coexistence of all races and seeking common ground while reserving differences is the basic policy of Heaven.
There can be demon slayers.
It’s not that they shouldn’t be allowed to survive, but the scale must be controlled.
Because no one really wants to provoke a dispute between the two races.
You must know that the current human race and the so-called Humane Era were originally returned to the human race after the Lich War.
There are so many demons and immortals serving in heaven.
The demon tribe also has the sage Nuwa sitting in charge.
What does the Demon Slayer Club want to do?
After the lich war, will there be another human-monster war?
If this fight breaks out, it will definitely be the final disaster that will bring down the heaven and all the heavens.
Even if the demon race can be eliminated, the human race will definitely be severely damaged.
In the next era, it’s hard to say whether it will belong to the human race or not. The witch race can laugh out of their dreams.
Zhang Heng shook his head.
Thinking of the blood shed by the three emperors and the fall of the five emperors.
The world of demons and the spiritual world of plants and trees were extinct, and Saint Nuwa and Saint Zhenyuan fled away.
Just understand.
Why is it that the Demon Exorcist Association is like the Boxer Rebellion in the late Qing Dynasty, and everyone shouts and beats it up? Although this description may not be appropriate.
"Spare your life, spare your life."
Just thinking about it.
The person who was designated as the killer of the Demon Slayer Club was pushed forward.
Just take a look.
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly, this could not be someone from the Demon Slayer Association.
Why.
Because no matter how bad the members of the Demon Slayer Club are, they won't just pee their pants without doing anything.
He peed before he was sentenced.
It's more like removing monsters and weeding.
"What do you do?"
Zhang Heng gently waved his hand to disperse the demon that was holding him down.
"I, I" said the visitor, who was in his early fifties and had an honest face, tremblingly: "I am a plowman, and I am also responsible for cutting wheat. I am a wheat collector."
"Maike?"
Zhang Heng looked at this person's hand.
It's true, this person's hands are rough and he doesn't even have fingerprints.
Only people who have been doing farm work all year round are like this, especially Mike. Because they pay attention to the speed of cutting wheat, the fingerprints on their hands have long been worn away by the wheat peel. The hands of martial arts practitioners are not like this.
"you"
"Sir, if you want to ask, just ask me. Don't embarrass my compatriots anymore."
I was about to ask again.
A wolf demon walked up and lifted the wolf's skin, revealing a face that looked slightly familiar to Zhang Heng.
"Um"
Look at the young, resolute and stern face under the wolf's skin.
Zhang Heng was silent for a while: "Li Lianjie"
Hear the sound.
The stern young man frowned: "My lord, I have admitted my mistake. I will not change my name in the lower ranks, nor my surname in my seat. Chen Zhen of the Jingwu Sect."
"Chen Zhen"
Zhang Heng was silent again.
It's messy, a bit messy.
It was rare for him to lose his composure, but when he saw this man who looked exactly like Li Lianjie and claimed to be Chen Zhen of the Jingwu Sect appearing in the Dali Realm, he was still a little confused.
"Go Fujita"
Zhang Heng tentatively said a name again.
"I am here"
A figure broke through the window and entered.
His whole body is full of energy and blood, and like Chen Zhen, he is a great martial artist who has just become a martial artist.
"Fine."
I saw Tsuyoshi Fujita coming too.
Zhang Heng also had nothing to say and sighed: "Why are you here?"
"Does the Lord know about us?"
Chen Zhen discovered the problem immediately.
"Your name is Chen Zhen. You come from the Shanghai Jingwu Boxing Gym. You are the apprentice of Huo Yuanjia and Daxia Huo. You are both wise and brave. You have also studied abroad and have a Japanese girlfriend, Mitsuko Yamada."
Zhang Heng had watched the movie Fist of Fury. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is that right?"
"this"
Chen Zhen's expression changed instantly and he looked at Zhang Heng with disbelief.
Zhang Heng was also sighing at the wonders of the world.
In the era of the Republic of China where he lived, there was no such person as Chen Zhen, and there was no martial art like the Jingwu Sect that involves kicking and bending solid steel pipes and driving steel nails into wooden piles.
Therefore, he may conclude that he and Chen Zhen come from different planes of the Republic of China.
He is half a fellow countryman.
certainly.
I just don’t know how Chen Zhen and Fujita got together. In the movie, they are the biggest rivals.
"Tell me, how did you get here?"
Zhang Heng was very strange.
"It's a long story."
Chen Zhen said briefly.
In 1006, great changes occurred in the world.
An unknown being named the Lord of Fear descended on Aquamarine.
He brought a game called the Fear Game to Aquamarine.
In every country in the world, a group of people will be selected to participate in the fear game developed by Him and travel through the heavens in the form of tasks.
The tasks vary.
The worlds we go to are also diverse.
After completion, each country will receive rewards, such as: "Doubled food production, enhanced physical fitness, no natural disasters for a year, expanded ore resources, expanded territory, extended life span, or disease cure."
There is nothing that the Lord of Fear cannot do except what you can't think of.
same.
The price of failure is also severe.
Some time ago, the large-scale supernatural thriller script developed in Paradise City came to Aquamarine due to a mission failure, causing the fall of the Star-Spangled Kingdom of California and the death of tens of millions of people.
nowadays.
Countries around the world have completely stopped wars, turned to win-win cooperation, and fought in thrilling missions for their own national interests.
Take Take Fujita as an example.
He and Chen Zhen became best friends, and Huo Daxia of Jingwu Sect was not poisoned to death. Instead, he became a senior adviser to the Republic of China government and the thriller mission special task force, specializing in training the selected new horror apostles.
Improve their survival and fighting abilities.
"senior."
"Since you know us, are you also from Aqua Blue Planet?"
Chen Zhen was very confused: "Are you a senior apostle who entered the horror game earlier than us?"
"apostle?"
Zhang Heng shook his head: "I'm not. Although I know you, I'm not from the Blue Planet. I'm from Earth, a parallel world similar to yours. The process here is very complicated and cannot be explained clearly in a few words.
.”
Talking about parallel worlds.
It is also widely promoted in today's Aqua Blue Star.
Chen Zhen could understand what Zhang Heng meant and knew that he came from the Blue Star in another world. He felt a little regretful for a moment, but then asked uncertainly: "Then can you help us?"
"Help you?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
Although he doesn't know where the Lord of Horror comes from.
But come to think of it.
It should be the vest of a certain big shot, and he is acquainted with the Patriarch Nan Hua.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to send people like Chen Zhen to the Dali Realm. There is a high probability that some great magical person who has nothing to do and has fun for himself is controlling everything.
even.
There may be more than just Aquamarine being a manipulated world, and there are many similar worlds.
At the end of the fight, who might trigger a terrifying apostle war in different worlds to enhance the entertainment.
If you can help.
It shouldn't be a big deal to help with a little help, such as planning a simple safe zone, but it won't be enough for you to do more.
after all.
The master of horror, for the sake of the ancestors, will not make things difficult for him, provided that he cannot go too far and disturb others' enjoyment.
"That's great. This is the first time in another world that we have met a real immortal from a similar water blue star. It's really like meeting an old friend in a foreign land."
"With his permission, the Demon Town has become a pseudo-safe dungeon. We can use this place as a base to gradually explore outside, learn the power system here, enrich our strength, and prepare for future dangerous dungeons.
"
Go back from Narcissus Residence.
Chen Zhen's face was beaming with joy, and it was hard to conceal his joy.
But others are not so happy.
Because the Immortal Daoist, who is suspected to have a high status in this world, only gave privileges to the Xia people and did not even look at the contestants from other countries.
This means that people from other countries must follow the Xia people here.
With this distinction of priorities, if people from other countries want to make profits here, they must compromise with the Xia people and transfer some of their benefits.
more importantly.
This is a world with monsters and gods, with high potential for development.
One step faster, each step faster.
In time, if a god appears in the Xia tribe, they can basically go sideways in other low-risk thrilling missions, unless people from other countries can also get such a large, safe world with the permission of the gods as a foundation.
otherwise.
You can think about it, the Xia clan in the future will be: all people practice martial arts, temper themselves with thrilling dungeons, and run into a new era.