After arranging the giant clan, I went back for the rest of my life.
When passing by the kitchen, Yu Sheng never forgot to check Wu Chang again and saw that he was chatting with the evil ghost on the sandbank.
"Human existence is a painful struggle. Every second of life is a struggle against death, and this is a struggle destined to fail. Since you have failed now, why bother persisting?" Impermanence looked at it.
The devil in front of you.
The evil ghost's skin was burned to the point of being disfigured by the magma.
He slowly raised his head, looked at Wu Chang, and said contemptuously: "You don't understand."
Wu Chang smiled and pointed at the sandbank, "Life is when you circle around the sandbank, being burned by the magma splashing from time to time. During this period, you regard the coolness of hiding on the sandbank as happiness. You are attached to it.
, looking forward to it, but it is just the slightest comfort after the pain in your life."
The evil ghost was stunned and looked at the sandbank, obviously hearing it.
"Come on, drink this glass of wine, and you will gain eternal happiness." Impermanence handed the evil ghost a glass of wine.
For the rest of my life, I took my energy back and ignored him.
"This impermanence can be regarded as showing off its strengths in the land of the netherworld." Yu Sheng sighed and entered the door just a short distance away.
…
Central Plains, built on trees.
The setting sun hangs behind the mountain, and the setting sun dyes the surrounding flowers and plants red.
Looking down at the cliff below, Shennong City under the buildings, or the whole earth, was shrouded in darkness.
Another day passed, Doctor You sighed.
He turned back and looked at the young monk sitting cross-legged on the grass with a lion ball lying next to him, chanting sutras on the grass in front of him, and then looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged on the stone.
"No." He finally couldn't help it anymore, "When are we going down the mountain?"
"Go, keep your voice down." The bamboo stick monster pushed him aside, fearing to disturb the young monk and the others.
"My legs are on you and we are not stopping you." The bamboo stick monster said in a low voice.
"But you haven't given me the money yet." Doctor You said, "If you give me the money, I'll leave immediately."
The bamboo stick monster said angrily: "You didn't help us much. We still found this place ourselves."
They wandered around on the building for nearly a month, and finally reached the surrounding area. Qiuqiu, who had been sleeping in the little monk's arms since leaving the inn, smelled the smell of grass, woke up, and jumped off the little monk.
Led them to this grass.
"But I have no merit, but I have hard work. I wouldn't lead you across the river to demolish the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey." Doctor You said anxiously, "Also, you have taken a lot of my medicine along the way. This is at least
You have to pay."
"Well, don't tell me, your medicine is really delicious." The bamboo stick monster said one thing.
It's not that they are sick, it's that although the medicines given by doctors are fake, most of them are harmless.
Most of his medicinal materials are boiled with a kind of black sugar juice, which smells weird, sweet, and very greasy. He added a few medicinal herbs with a medicinal aroma, and the young monk identified them as most of them he had used in the inn.
I have seen star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and the like.
So along the way, while grilling and cooking, they crushed up Youyi's medicine for seasoning, and it was very delicious.
"Yes, you pay." Doctor You said.
The bamboo stick monster was reluctant to pay, "You also ate the meat, do you have to pay me for the meal?"
"I..." Doctor You wanted to cry. He had been hunting geese all day, but he didn't expect that he would peck his eye today.
The hard one is not enough, so he can only use the soft one, "Brother, eldest sister..."
"Huh?" The bamboo stick monster looked at him, "Who do you call eldest sister, Goudan?"
"uncle."
You Yi had no choice but to change his mind, "Just do it, please. I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old son. They are all waiting for me to get home and make rice for the pot."
The bamboo stick monster waved his hand, "Come on, how old are you? You still have an eighty-year-old mother, and your mother gave birth to you when she was fifty?"
"That's not the key." You Yi said, "The key is that I still have a wife. What if she has an affair with Lao Wang next door? I have to go back and take a look."
The bamboo stick monster pondered for a moment, this is a problem.
He said seriously: "To be honest, brother, it's not that we won't let you go without giving you money, it's mainly that you saw monsters in these barren mountains and mountains when you came. There are many monsters and monsters, and there are also many spirits. If you are not careful,
You will die, it is safer to go down with us then."
This was their true intention. The old monk was compassionate and specifically told the bamboo pole monster.
"But you..." Doctor You pointed at the young monk and the old monk who were meditating, "When will this end?"
Doctor You also knew that it was not safe for him to go down, but these few people were about to stay here.
The bamboo stick monster didn't know when the little monk would be old, so he could only pat You Yi on the shoulder and comfort him: "It's almost here, it's almost here."
Under a tree not far away, Goudan and Dogshi were making a fire, while Qiu Fan and the other prisoners who came with them were washing rice and cooking.
They were roasting a fat prey on the rack, and hanging next to it was a small earthen pot with white rice porridge in it.
These prey were either hunted by little monks or hunted by monsters with bamboo poles, and were their main food rations.
As for the porridge made from the grain they brought, it was prepared for the old monk.
"You two, make the fire bigger." Qiu Fan directed the two little guys and sprinkled seasoning on the prey.
"okay."
Dog Shit yelled, lay down on the ground and blew fire, and soon he made a big face, which made everyone laugh.
Although they live in the wild, in a desolate place, isolated from human habitation, they live with unprecedented freedom.
While Qiu Fan was laughing, he looked at the falling sunset in the distance, thinking that it would be great if he could live here forever.
However, this is just a thought.
On top of the building, the further away from the ground, the more monsters, monsters, and various man-eating spirits there are, and the more dangerous they are, making it difficult for ordinary people to survive.
Several of them did not even dare to leave the young monk, and the old monk was twenty steps away.
Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will die from the mouth of the monster.
The giant pig they were roasting on the rack was stabbed to death by the young monk when he walked around the trees last night and was about to attack them from behind.
Withdrawing his gaze, Qiu Fan sighed, wondering when they would be able to live freely on the land below.
"Is the meat ready?" Goudan drooled, looking at the roasted pig. It was sprinkled with seasonings such as aniseed and it was very fragrant.
The color of Youyi's medicine is also very good, caramel color, and it looks very attractive.
Qiuqiu smelled the aroma of meat, left the little monk, ran under the barbecue grill, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the barbecue.
It flicked its tail. Although the barbecue was not as delicious as the one at the inn, the Qiu family had not eaten meat for a long time before going to Jianmu.
This greedy feeling cannot be eliminated without eating a few more meals.
A prisoner next to him tore off a leg, tasted it, and nodded, "Okay."
After that, he handed the remaining meat to Qiuqiu.
He caught the ball and ran to the side to enjoy it.
When the other prisoner saw that the meat was ready, he used a bowl to serve the porridge.
They had to serve the old monk food first, otherwise the old monk would be tempted by the smell of meat and think they were tempting him to break his precepts.
As for the young monk, he usually eats meat.
Qiu Fan cut off a piece of meat with a knife and walked behind the young monk, "Little master, it's time to eat."
The little monk slowly opened his eyes and first looked at the grass in front of him.
The grass stems brought by the young monk turned into a fluorescent light and blended into the grass when they saw it.
After that, the grass stems slowly withered, then dried and turned into ash, which was blown away by the wind.
The bamboo stick monster looked on.
At first, the bamboo stick monster was surprised when he saw this scene.
But after carefully examining this grass, I was full of surprise. I thought that the little monk traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Wasteland to the Central Plains just for this ordinary grass?
Around this grass, not to mention the blooming flowers, just the grass, other grasses are not only fatter than it, but also taller than it.
Among this pile of grass, it is the one shivering. It can only try to stretch out its branches and leaves, absorbing the sunlight in the gaps.
"Could it be some kind of amazing medicinal material?" the bamboo stick monster thought, and pulled Doctor You aside to ask for advice.
The doctor looked at it for a long time. Judging from his half-hearted doctor's level, he couldn't see what was valuable about the grass.
The only thing worthy of praise is that "this grass grows in such a high place, I guess it is a spiritual grass." Doctor You said.
From then on, the young monk sat beside Cao'er every day, meditating, chanting sutras and practicing meditation.
Seeing him like this, the old monk also meditated beside him.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
At this time, there was still no movement in Jiancao'er, and the young monk was not discouraged.
He took the meat handed over by Qiu Fan and was about to eat when he noticed that there was no wind in the grass and the leaves were rustling and trembling.
The young monk was startled, and after thinking for a moment, he took the meat away and saw that the grass blades had become quiet.
After he moved the meat closer, the grass began to tremble violently again.
The little monk became happy, tore off a piece of meat and placed it next to the grass. He smiled and said, "You can't eat it. Why are you so excited?"
Cao'er couldn't answer, but her branches and leaves gradually bent over and came closer to her flesh, and her body was shaking with joy.
"Want to eat? You have to become a demon quickly." said the little monk.
He said, slowly put it into his mouth, and looked at the sky in the distance.
He remembered that not long ago, the sky suddenly became dark. He wondered if it had something to do with the inn.
…
Peony City, Yaoqi Inn.
"Hey, I have investigated clearly. Those people are now active in the south and make a living by robbing homes." Lao Huang said to Bai Gaoxing in a low voice.
He took a sip of wine and spit it out, "Why is this wine sour?"
"Sour?" Bai Gaoxing took a sip, "Well, it's indeed sour. I guess it's not boiled properly. I'll boil it again for you."
"No, let's forget it. I'll be busy later." Peach Demon Lao Huang stopped him.
"However, your sign really brings discredit to our shopkeeper, so don't smash his sign when the time comes." Lao Huang said.
Bai was happy and said, "Don't worry, it can't be smashed. Didn't you notice that my sign is called 'Yao Qi Inn' and there is no word on it."
Lao Huang curled his lips and said, "By the way, the shopkeeper asked me to tell you that now, he has successfully become the King of the Middle Wilderness."
"What! Really?" Bai was so happy that he didn't suppress his voice, attracting the monster next to him to look back at him.
Lao Huang hurriedly motioned for him to lower his voice, "Don't spread this news outside."
"Why?" Bai Gaoxing was puzzled, "This is not the shopkeeper's style."
"What's the style of the shopkeeper?" Lao Huang had little contact with Yu Sheng and didn't know much about it.
"When introducing yourself, you must put a long string in front of your name. You are afraid that others will not know his identity as the son of King Donghuang. If he has a sheep head, he can sell dog meat, and if he has a donkey head, he can sell you dragon meat.
.Such a person, do you think he can keep a low profile?"
Bai Gaoxing took a sip of wine and threw it up. It was really a bit sour.
"That's true." Old Huang nodded, "However, he had his own reasons for not letting the news spread this time."
"What's the reason?"
"The Book of Life and Death." Lao Huang said, these were all what Yu Sheng told him when Yu Sheng asked him to convey them through the system. "The shopkeeper has made an agreement with the King of Northern Wilderness. Once he becomes the King of Zhonghuang, he must give the Book of Life and Death."
Give it back to him."
Bai Gaoxing suddenly said, "No wonder the shopkeeper keeps a low profile. None of the treasures that fall into his hands can be taken back."
But dragging it on like this is not the same thing. What if the King of Beihuang finds out?
"So, the shopkeeper recently sent the giant on his way to the Western Wilderness." Old Huang said.
Bai Gaoxing was surprised, "Why are you running to Xihuang?"
"Bury an animal bone in the Western Wilderness with the words 'Zhonghuang' written on it, then dig it out and say that the land has been the land of the Zhonghuang since ancient times. In this way, the territory of the Zhonghuang is expanded, and it can be connected with the north.
King Huang is making excuses, so there is no need to return the book of life and death to him." Lao Huang said.
"This is not nonsense." Bai Gaoxing couldn't help but say.
"Let's fool around for a while. What if we can actually fool him? It doesn't matter if there are jujubes or not. It's always a good idea to give it a try." Lao Huang said.