Two old monsters who were disliked by Zhuang Qing were discussing the education of the next generation of monsters in Fu Li's room. Kunpeng thinks that the current demon cultivators are not wild, and have lost their ability to survive in a critical environment. The little demons who patrolled the mountains in the past could beat them to screeching noises.
The cockroaches disliked the lack of elegance in the current demons, and the demons who had status in the past, who were not well groomed, like the current demons, who hunched their backs and never straightened their necks.
"What elegance is the devil talking about, the ability is great."
"It doesn't even have the most basic manners, what's the difference between animals that don't have intelligence?" The cockroach retorted.
"It's not a real human being, so why should I learn from them?" Kunpeng couldn't stand the way of human beings. Hearing this, he said impatiently, "Can't you think of something else?"
"Who said that demons follow anthropology?" The cockroach sneered, "When we demons pay attention to etiquette and dignity, humans still wear fur skirts to hunt. I think you have watched too many human beings in these years, and you are fooling yourself. already."
"Tsk." Kunpeng snatched the melon seeds from the cockroach and was too lazy to argue with him, so he could only relieve his anger by grabbing food.
Seeing him like this, the scorpion got angry and leaned lazily on the sofa: "But humans are indeed very smart, and they have invented so many interesting things."
"Don't you pay attention to your manners? What does it look like lying down like this?" Kunpeng retorted.
"There's no one here, who can I show grace?" The cockroach shook his head, "Rules are dead, but people are alive, and rigid dogma is not acceptable."
"I can't tell you." Kunpeng felt that a demon cultivator like himself couldn't talk to something like a cockroach. If he said a few more words, he would definitely be pissed off.
Seeing that Kunpeng was so angry that he couldn't speak, he sat up straight: "You're so old, and you still have such a bad temper?"
Kunpeng turned his head and ignored it.
"How many of the demon cultivators we used to live on now?" Bing Pitbu sighed, got up and walked to the window, "I'm afraid all those who are alive are still living and don't dare to come out openly. Now this management office is very good. Yes, at least there is a place where they can help the demon cultivator to speak. Now this generation of young demons, although the demon power is not comparable to us, but the mentality is not bad at all."
Hearing this, Kunpeng was also a little sad. The era of the demon clan showing off their might has long since passed. If you can't think about it, you won't be able to live this day. At that time, Yu Qiang was one of the best monsters, and he was worshipped by all the monsters when he went out. After so many years, he still imagined that the way of heaven could not tolerate him.
"What are your plans in the future?" Kunpeng sighed, not wanting to quarrel with the scorpion again.
"I'm going to follow Fu Xiaoli." The scorpion said, "I have inquired about other demons, and now the most popular profession in the demon world is the management office."
"Are you serious?" Kunpeng thought there was something wrong with his ears.
"Of course, is it possible that we have been keeping Fu Xiaoli in the care of us all the time?" The cockroach tutted, "I can't afford to lose that person."
"Whoever wants him to be raised, I will just throw something out and sell it, enough for me to eat in the human world for decades." Kunpeng shook his head: "Anyway, I can't afford to lose this person."
"You..." The cockroach said hesitantly, "I really don't think there is anything wrong with Fu Li?"
"No!" Kunpeng denied it too quickly, but this attitude made people suspicious.
The cockroach squinted at him: "If you don't have it, you won't have it. It's not a big deal anyway."
Quiet in the house.
After a while, Kunpeng said weakly: "I really don't know, I just feel that something is wrong with him, and I can't see the rest." With his cultivation, he couldn't see what was wrong with Fu Li, so it means that there is something wrong with him. He may not be able to offend the demon behind Fu Li.
"It doesn't seem normal. You are born a beast, and the way of cultivation is different from ours." The cockroach lightly tapped the sofa: "The child seems to have self-recognition problems, and it is very serious."
Just as Kunpeng was about to say something, his tone suddenly changed, and he raised his voice: "I said you can do it, there are only so many melon seeds, you can save some for the little rabbit."
"It's not that you eat the most?" The cockroach pushed the melon seed husks in front of him towards Kun Pengman, "Look at the pile of melon seed husks you ate."
Zhuang Qing opened the door and saw these two big monsters, who had lived for more than 100,000 years, plucking a bunch of melon seed shells, the melon seed shells scattered all over the floor, and the sofa and coffee table in Fu Li's room were also messed up. A mess.
"Two seniors." He knocked on the door and said solemnly, "What are you doing?"
Kunpeng and the cockroach released their hands together and did not speak.
"Both of them are big monsters who are famous even among humans. They love cleanliness, hygiene, and caring for their younger generation. I don't need younger generation to remind them." Zhuang Qing's eyes fell on the melon seed shells on the ground, "Is that right?"
Kunpeng wanted to say something about you, but facing Zhuang Qing's calm eyes, he dared not say it. So he turned his head to look at the scorpion, but the shameless scorpion actually buried his head and silently picked up the melon seed shells on the ground.
Just know how to pretend to be a good person, this hypocritical auspicious beast!
"Thank you for your understanding." Zhuang Qing closed the door, turned to the stairs, and said to Fu Li who was standing there, "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Fu Li stretched out his head towards the door of his room and forgot, "What did you say to the cockroach?"
"It's nothing, just tell him the philosophy of life." Zhuang Qing looked calm, "I'll take you to dinner."
"Where to eat?"
Zhuang Qing calculated the time and said, "It's not a year or a festival, just eat whatever you want."
"Then go to that night owl restaurant for dinner." Fu Li said, "It's economical and delicious, and you also like to eat his food."
"Who told you that I like to eat there?" Zhuang Qing asked back.
"Is it worth talking about?" Fu Li said, "You can tell by looking at it."
Zhuang Qing was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "I think too much."
"what?"
"nothing."
In the evening, the night owl restaurant is open for business, but after arriving at the restaurant, Fu Li found that the owner's expression was a bit wrong, and when he saw them coming, he forced a smile.
"Boss, what's the matter with you?" Fu Li wiped the table and stool with a tissue, then pointed at the stool to signal Zhuang Qing to sit down, and continued to ask the boss, "If anything happens, we can help you too."
"It's not a big deal." The owner kept the cooking table clean, and through the half-worn glass door, everyone could see his cooking movements, "I have a regular customer here, since I opened the store. After that, he came to eat almost every day, but suddenly he didn't come in these two days, I was worried that something happened to him."
Those who can come here to eat every day are definitely not ordinary diners. Fu Li glanced at Zhuang Qing and shoved the order into his hands: "Can you tell us who the diners are? This friend of mine has a network connection. Guang, maybe I can help you find it."
The well-connected Zhuang Qing:…
The owner was overjoyed and quickly told the diners' physical features, even remembering where the mole was on the other's forehead.
"Is he talking about the owl?" Fu Li transmitted a voice to Zhuang Qing.
Zhuang Qing nodded.
Fu Li frowned, the owl is a national protected animal, and it is also a demon that can change shape, so there should be no major danger. However, why did it suddenly disappear for a few days, with that owl's habit, it should be impossible not to come.
"It doesn't matter if you can't find it." The owner brought a large plate of fried yellow croaker on the table. "Maybe he just has a new taste. It is also possible to go to another restaurant to eat."
He would rather the other party just change their tastes rather than be in danger.
This day's Mala Tang was not very tasty, because the owner did not put one seasoning, but Fu Li didn't say it, and even Zhuang Qing finished the meal silently and didn't say anything else.
After eating and walking to the door, Fu Li saw a middle-aged man with a slightly uneasy left foot walking towards him. The night was dark and the man's face could not be seen clearly in the backlight. When he got closer, Fu Li realized that this person was the owl that disappeared for a few days.
"You're here, what do you want to eat today?" The owner saw the owl coming, and the smile on his face brightened a bit, but he didn't ask him where he went these days. The middle-aged man in the shape of the owl did not explain. .
The two are the most familiar strangers, one cooks every day and the other eats every day, but they don't even have a way to contact each other.
When paying the bill after the meal, the middle-aged man said, "I recently injured my foot, so I can't go out very much."
"Pay attention to rest, a broken foot is a big deal." The owner took a lunch box and handed it to the middle-aged man, "You take it for a drink, and remember to bring the lunch box back to me after you finish drinking."
"Thank you." The middle-aged man took the lunch box and said, "How much?"
"Old customer, this is what I invited you." The owner smiled.
The middle-aged man touched his hand in his pocket for a long time, and finally accepted the shop owner's kindness. Carrying a lunch box, he walked out of this small restaurant, and the street light pulled his figure out for a long, long time.
When he came to the corner, he stopped and turned to look at the alley: "You two have waited for me for so long, come out."
Zhuang Qing and Fu Li walked out of the alley.
"What are you two doing?" The middle-aged man clasped the lunch box in his hand, looking very alert. He doesn't even know Zhuang Qing, which means that he is a very inconspicuous little demon in the demon world, and his cultivation is not much better.
"Is it you on this news?" Fu Li held up a local newspaper that was dated two days ago with a slightly subtle expression.
According to this news report, after midnight, a farmer heard the dog barking at home and thought a thief had entered the house. When he got up and looked, the dog was biting an owl with a sun-dried piece in its mouth. Dried fish, like it was discovered by a dog when he was stealing something to eat.
Fortunately, the farmer's uncle is very knowledgeable and knows that he is a protected animal. Not only did he not blame the owl for stealing his food, but he also bandaged his wound and fed him two dried fish.
"I don't really want to steal things, it's just... just..." The middle-aged man felt a little guilty, "The contractor ran away with the money, I really don't have any money on me."
"Don't you owls catch mice, frogs, snakes, etc.?" Fu Li asked, "Why do you steal dried fish from others?"
"Rats and snakes have too many bacteria and parasites, which are unsanitary. Frogs are beneficial frogs. We have to protect the environment and animals. It's not good to eat them."
Yo, that's pretty neat.