Fu Li, Zhang Ke, and Song Yu passed the ticket gate and waited in line to get on the bus. Song Yu looked at the long iron car, and was very puzzled. They could fly directly to their destination, so why did they want to take this train that is said to be the fastest in the human world
Zhang Ke was carrying a suitcase in his left hand and a large bag of food in his right hand. The things on the train were expensive and unpalatable, so it was cheaper to buy snacks by himself.
After getting on the train, the three of them found their seats and sat down. Zhang Ke saw a woman next to her with a child and helped her put the suitcase on the luggage rack. When he turned around, he saw Song Yu grabbed the chicken feet with pickled peppers from the bag and gnawed on them, without even spitting up the bones.
"Huh?" Suddenly Fu Li sat up straight and his expression became a little weird.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ke saw that Fu Li's face changed, thinking that there was some big monster, and he was so scared that he couldn't help turning his head around.
"There is the power of faith." As a demon cultivator, he felt this kind of thing for the first time. Although he has only a very weak power of faith, he has never been worshipped by humans and monsters, so he is so sensitive.
"The power of belief?" Song Yu had a normal face. "So what's the matter?" As a big demon who was born with the potential to bring fear to human beings, people worship him every year in order to prevent him from coming to their side. Although this practice is similar to "breaking wealth and avoiding disaster", it is considered to be enshrined by human beings, and it is not rare for this kind of thing. "This kind of thing is of no practical use. How can a serious cultivation demon care about this?"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Fu Li: "It is indeed a rare thing for an ordinary demon cultivator like you to believe in you." After saying this, he didn't forget to lower his head and ate a few bites of chicken. claw.
Zhang Ke pouted beside him, what about the big demon, and he was still beaten by Brother Fu
Obviously Song Yu also remembered this incident, and immediately corrected his attitude: "As expected of the boss, with your personal demeanor, let the human beings respect you."
Zhang Ke: …
The ability of these ancient demons to flatter is really innate.
"Brother Fu, what have you done?" It's a very rare thing that someone believes in others with sincerity because they pay attention to materialism.
"I haven't done anything recently." Fu Li thought about it carefully, "I just found the body of a little girl who was so scared that she lost her soul a few days ago, and yesterday she asked the police to bring a safety rope over there."
"Safety rope?" Zhang Ke asked, "is the one that keeps the children safe?"
"Well, there is my magic blessing on it to prevent children from being frightened again and leaving their souls. Ordinary people do this twice more, and their bodies can't stand it." Fu Li's tone of voice was as simple as eating and drinking. But for ordinary families, it is no different from the savior.
Downstairs where Fu Li used to live, Miao Miao solemnly bowed to the red rope before asking the landlady to help her tie it on her wrist.
"Miao Miao, remember, don't take this rope off." The landlady grabbed Miao Miao's shoulder with a solemn tone that had never been seen before, "Thank you, let's not be ungrateful, no matter whether you can see this brother or not in the future, we will all be grateful. Can't forget his life-saving grace, do you understand?"
"Yeah!" Miao Miao nodded obediently, her soft little hands touched the red rope on her wrist, and she smiled innocently, not knowing what she had experienced.
In the Cultivation Management Department, although some staff have been dispatched, the huge management department will not be deserted because of the departure of these people. The whole department is like a giant machine, running according to its own laws.
Some demon cultivators came to register for marriage, some demon cultivators came to handle divorce formalities, and some demons almost fought because of competition for children. Although they are demons, they have been infected with many human habits because of their assimilation by humans.
The crested ibis, who was not admitted to the management office last time, came again, this time to sue someone on the cultivation forum for verbally attacking him. The reason for the matter is very simple, and I don’t know which cultivator is rude. He mentioned the issue of national treasures, and all kinds of pandas praised their cuteness. Finally, someone asked about crested ibis. The cultivator asked blankly, is crested ibis also a national treasure
After seeing this post, the crested ibis became furious, and ran to the management office to be noisy and noisy, saying that he wanted the cultivator to give him an explanation.
The human world has this kind of old man, and the demon world is not lacking.
"If you don't give me an explanation, I will complain to your superiors, saying that you are suspected of racial discrimination." Crested Ibis patted the table and said, "I don't care, that cultivator must post a public apology on the forum, or I will not leave today. ."
"What's the noise?" Zhuang Qing came down from the spiral staircase, his icy eyes fell on the crested ibis, and he frowned slightly.
The crested ibis dared to play the prestige of a national treasure in front of other demon cultivators, but as soon as Zhuang Qing showed up, he was so frightened that he became hoarse. Usually, Zhuang Qing never shows up in these small disputes. Why is he so reticent today
"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang." The crested ibis stopped stomping his feet and shaking his hands, and his voice trembled slightly.
Zhuang Qing's tone was calm: "Is that why you are making noise here?"
"No, I don't." The crested ibis trembled and laughed twice, "I'm fine, I'm leaving." After speaking, he turned around and ran out the door, as if running slowly, Zhuang Qing would swallow him alive generally.
Everyone looked at the back of the crested ibis inexplicably. The boss is usually more serious, but he has no habit of killing innocent people. How can this crested ibis, who has always been pushy, be so scared
In recent years, every time the management office recruits new members, crested ibis will come to join in the fun, not to enter the management office, but to show off their status as national treasures. Any occasion that can be shown off, the crested ibis will never miss it. But think about it carefully, they have never seen crested ibis make trouble in front of the boss.
As soon as the crested ibis walked out of the gate of Chimelong Company, it ran wildly, and after running for nearly half an hour, did it hold on to the tree trunk to catch its breath. Many years ago, when he had just developed his intelligence and had not yet changed his form, he had met Zhuang Qing.
At that time, he had no vision. He thought that Zhuang Qing was an ordinary court official and wanted to have a good meal in his motorcade. How could he know that a vision suddenly appeared at night, and countless monsters appeared, saying that what ate the dragon, the cultivation base could Add five hundred years.
The human official in fancy clothes pulled out his sword and deliberately led those monsters to run into the dense forest. The monsters dropped the other humans and only chased after that human. He thought that this human had royal blood, how could he know that this human official suddenly turned into a dragon and bitten with the monster.
He had never seen such a cruel battle. The dragon was attacked by countless monsters, and the blood was dripping from the bite. He was so terrified that he didn't even dare to make a sound.
The battle lasted all night, all the monsters were killed by the dragon, and the dragon's tail was also broken under the attack of the monsters, and the whole body was turned out. Just when he thought the dragon was dead, the dragon suddenly opened. With blood-red eyes, he glanced in his direction, and flew away with a long whistle.
Those blood-red eyes were almost a nightmare for Crested Ibis, so even though hundreds of years had passed, whenever he saw Zhuang Qing, he couldn't help trembling with fear.
After Zhuang Qing got the materials downstairs, he went to the dormitory to visit Kunpeng. He knocked on the door and went in, Kunpeng was lying on the table, staring at a bowl of instant noodles that had not been soaked yet. He looked at the instant noodles, as if he was looking at a unique delicacy, and the arrival of Zhuang Qing could not attract his attention.
Zhuang Qing was very patient. He leaned against the door frame until Kunpeng lifted the lid of the instant noodles and began to drink the soup before he said, "Master Kunpeng."
"Hmm." Kunpeng had instant noodles in his mouth, which made it inconvenient to speak. He turned to look at Zhuang Qing and motioned for him to continue.
"Are you still used to living here?" Zhuang Qing has nice eyebrows and looks like a typical handsome man. If he wants to enter the entertainment industry, he will lean back if he is proficient in any kind of snake spirit or fox.
"Very good." Kunpeng swallowed what was in his mouth, "Human things are really interesting." After speaking, he glanced at Zhuang Qing, "You know that I have a habit of eating dragons, but you dare to come?"
"Master Kunpeng said he wouldn't eat me, so I naturally dare to come." Zhuang Qing looked at the single room of more than 200 square meters. Except for the bathroom and dining table in the corner, the rest of the place was empty. He walked to the dining table and sat down, waiting for Kunpeng finished his instant noodles.
Kunpeng eats fast, he ate ten buckets before putting down his chopsticks: "Are you looking for me?"
"I just want to ask the Lord Kunpeng for some small questions. I wonder if the Lord can help me?" Zhuang Qing looked at Kunpeng and did not flinch because of the suppression of Kunpeng's cultivation.
"What do you want to know?" Kunpeng wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, very casual.
"My lord also chose to sleep at the bottom of the sea because he felt the calamity of the demon clan was imminent?" Zhuang Qing observed the expression on Kunpeng's face, "There are several big demons appearing this year. Is it a coincidence or something else?"
"If it's a secret, who would dare to reveal it?" Kunpeng lowered his head and patted the oil stain on his vest, "I woke up if I wanted to, do I still need to see the day?"
He wouldn't say anything like being sealed under the sea for thousands of years.
Kunpeng doesn't know either
Zhuang Qing knew that Kunpeng might be hiding something, but from the expression on Kunpeng's face, it could be seen that he didn't know about the frequent occurrence of big demons. Is it really just a coincidence? But there are too many coincidences, and it must represent some meaning.
"I don't know anything else, but your dragon is quite interesting." Kunpeng looked at Zhuang Qing carefully, "I was busy fighting with that rabbit spirit that night, but I didn't realize that you not only have the fortune of the country, but also the salvation of the world. Great merit, are you saving the world?"
"It's not like, it's not like." Kunpeng quickly denied his statement, "It seems to have been accumulated over several lifetimes. No wonder you are not a pure-bred dragon at a young age, and you can still combine the national fortune. This is your greatest achievement. chance."
"Why did Lord Kunpeng suddenly talk about being here?" Zhuang Qing was not interested in the so-called past and present life. Death is like a lamp extinguishing. Each has its own fate and destiny. It is meaningless to explore the past.
"It's rare to come across a dragon with a strange fate. Just curious, what's wrong?" Kunpeng put his hands on his eyes, trying to see the fate of Zhuang Qing, but the strange thing was that it seemed that Heaven was trying to stop him, so he could only See the brilliant golden light, and... the purple air of the royal family.
"Your biological mother is a royal family of human beings?" Kunpeng finally understood why this dragon had such a peculiar fate. Half a human, but with the purple energy of the human race, half a dragon, and the golden dragon with the purest power of the dragon race, and also carrying a huge saving merit, this is really all good things come across.
"It's really a good fate, no wonder you have the appearance of a demon king. If you could have become the king of the demon clan thousands of years ago, it's a pity..." The demon clan is on the decline.
"Good fate?" Zhuang Qing seemed to have heard a joke, and smiled inexplicably, "Thank you, Lord Kunpeng, for your praise, I don't care if the fate is good or not. I heard a rumor in Zhu Yan, that I don't know if you have heard of it."
"Zhu Yan?" Kunpeng said disdainfully, "What can you know about that kind of trash who bullies the soft and fears the hard, and escapes faster than anything else."
"Zhu Yan said that the demon clan has an emperor, even if the demon king joins forces, they can't defeat it." Zhuang Qing asked curiously, "Is there really such a magical monster in the world?"
"Hey." Kunpeng sneered, "Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, and the big demon and the big demon do not deal with each other. How could it be possible to respect other demons as emperors. At that time, the demon clan respected the strong, and in their bones With rebelliousness, no demon has ever been able to claim the title of emperor. Zhu Yan, that trash, is lying."
Speaking of this, he smiled at Zhuang Qing, but said, "It's you, but now you are the invisible emperor of the demon clan."
He unified the demon clan, established order for them, and had a large network of connections and relationships. Although he was not the demon emperor, he was no different from the demon emperor.
"Sir, it is a free society now, and feudalism is no longer fashionable, so don't joke with me." The corner of Zhuang Qing's mouth pulled up, but she didn't see any smile, "What do you think? "
"You are a little demon who is less than 2,000 years old and has not lived for more than 4,000 years. It's interesting to chat with you." Kunpeng said with disgust, "If it wasn't for the rabbit, I wouldn't be in the mood to talk to you like this. Long."
"Maybe it's because Fu Li is closer to your hobby?" They are all old goblins with strange brain circuits.
"That's true." Kunpeng didn't know what Zhuang Qing said, and nodded immediately, "I'm going to bed, and I'll wake up when Fu Li comes back."
He turned into a big bird, lay down in the open space, flapped his wings, and said, "It also prevents you from worrying about me, right?"
Zhuang Qing got up and walked to the door. Seeing that Kunpeng had closed his eyes, he stared at his huge body for a while: "Sir, I don't mean this. It's just that the demon clan is on the decline, and the purpose of heaven is unclear. The demon clan needs the help of adults."
Kunpeng's tail feather moved, but did not make a sound.
"Farewell." Zhuang Qing closed the door with Kunpeng.
The train finally stopped at the railway station in Bashu Province. Song Yu kicked his stiff legs. It took more than eight hours to get here from Kyoto, and he was almost unable to walk.
The station was full of people coming and going. Some of the humans were small and thin, but they were carrying bags that were bigger than themselves. Looking at Song Yu, he wondered if they would be squashed by the bags.
After leaving the station, a child came to beg, and before Zhang Ke came to remind him, he saw Fu Li take out the money and put it in the child's hand.
"Brother Fu..."
Soon several more children came around, all looking at Fu Li eagerly, waiting for him to pay.
"You don't go to school?" Fu Li did not continue to pay. "You are at this age and should enjoy the country's compulsory education system. Who are your parents, I will also report them."
"Dogs take mice, mind your own business!" Two men walked out, scolded Fu Li, dragged the begging child and walked away quickly, squeezing around in the crowd.
"Dare to call my boss a dog?!" Song Yu rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up, but was held back by Fu Li.
"Don't have the same knowledge as them humans." Fu Li frowned, "I saw their faces, and these children are indeed their own children. But aren't humans the race that values cubs the most among all creatures? Why do you treat them like this?"
"Brother Fu, let's go." Zhang Ke sighed and said to Fu Li, "There are all kinds of people in the world, and everyone has them, so we can't generalize them."
Fu Li looked at the children who were being carried around as cargo bags by adults, and his frowning did not relax. Humans may not be as cute as he imagined.
"Where do we start?" Song Yu asked Zhang Ke.
Zhang Ke took out the demon power monitor, which was densely lit with dots of different luminosity, "Follow me."
"You people are cultivating now, and you have to rely on these methods to find demon cultivators." Song Yu pointed to the little green dot closest to them, "This is only five meters away from us." The two turned their heads together and saw not far away. There is a small convenience store, and there is a card outside with the words "Motion Sickness Sticker" written on it.
Song Yu followed Zhang Ke two steps and saw that Fu Li was still in a daze: "Brother Fu?"
"Huh?" Fu Li regained his senses, pointed to the convenience store and said, "Let's start the registration with that vole spirit first?"
Song Yu nodded, and flattered by the way: "As expected of the boss, I can see his true form at a glance."
"Three handsome guys, what do you want to buy?" Vole Spirit greeted the guests warmly.
"Hello, we are from the management office." Zhang Ke handed the work card to the vole spirit, "Please cooperate with our work."
"Management, management office?" The vole spirit didn't even bother to open the store, pulled the shutter door, and knelt down with a thud: "I was wrong, don't catch me!"
Then he began to say that it is not easy for him to do business. Although there are some fakes in the things he sells, there is absolutely no problem with the quality, and he will not eat dead people.
Zhang Ke: He's just here to register as a monster. How can he meet monsters selling fake goods
After dealing with the vole spirit, the three of them ate at a nearby small restaurant before continuing to investigate the next demon.
The places where Yao Xiu lived were scattered. Although most of them cooperated with their work, after a long time, there were still many places that had not been fully registered. Zhang Ke looked at the green dot on the demon power monitor and said feebly, "Are all the demons gathered here?"
"Bashu is an ancient capital that has been passed down for many years, and there are many mountains and rivers here, which are conducive to the cultivation of monsters, so it is not surprising that there are more monsters." Fu Li saw Zhang Ke's weak appearance, "Give me a pinch of your hair."
Zhang Ke touched his head and used his spiritual power to cut a strand to Fu Li: "What's the use of this?"
Fu Li found a stack of paper, sprinkled his hair on the paper, and let out a sigh of relief. These papers flew in the air, curled up with their hair, and soon they turned into several people who looked exactly like Zhang Ke.
"This, this is..."
"This is a very simple avatar technique in practice." Fu Li gave these avatars an order, "They inherit your memory and thoughts, and they will disappear automatically after the order is completed."
He paused: "It is said that people who practiced in the past knew this simple technique."
Simple? Metropolis
Zhang Ke thought that their current class might not be very good at cultivation.
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