Que Xianming's back was cold, and the coolness went straight to the soles of his feet: "What do you mean?"
Hu Si said lightly: "Open."
Following the words, the golden chain slipped from Quexianming's ankle.
Que Xianming broke free from the shackles and finally regained his demon power.
He opened his lips and screamed, and the blue demonic fire spit out, shooting at Hu Si like an arrow from a string.
Hu Si was not afraid at all, smiled at the window, and gently flicked his sleeves, as if he was brushing away a piece of dust.
The crimson sleeves unfolded in the wind, like huge flowers blooming, and the blue flames were scattered by the air and disappeared instantly.
Que Xian knew that he could not fight recklessly, the demon fire was just a trick, he had turned into a coquettish peacock, and he was about to flutter his wings, rush out of the temple, rush out of the sky lake, rush into the real sky...
He flew, but he didn't fly.
The peacock was terrified, and flapped its wings with all its might, only three or four feet off the ground.
The air was turbulent, and the heavy curtains flew up in the dormitory. His wings were entangled and shattered, and the fragments fell rustling. But he could not touch the beam of the temple.
Hu Si closed the window and approached him step by step. The hem of the dark red long coat dragged and wandered on the ground.
Que Xianming was terrified, and his wings ripped apart the gauze curtain: there is such a bad person in the world, and they deliberately set a trap to prevent him from flying!
These days, his demon power has been imprisoned by golden chains, the more empty and powerless he feels in his heart, the more he eats in his mouth.
The back kitchen of Tianhu Dajing cooks in different ways every day. Peacocks eat more and move less, keeping their feathers beautiful and colorful.
When he regained his demon power, the demon body was already extremely fat and uncoordinated, the belly was round, the wings could not bear the weight pressure, and the flight ability was highly degraded.
Behind this is an extremely cruel truth-every bite of meat is eaten by himself.
Hu Si walked through the falling veil fragments, and said with a smile, "How do you fly like this?"
Que Xianming fluttered his wings to no avail, and was exhausted from tossing. The peacock was lying on the ground, turning into a gorgeous young man, his eyes were red and anger glared at Hu Si, cursing:
"You are so sinister against me, and he will be struck by lightning when he ascends!"
This is not unfounded. Meng Xueli once advised him not to tease children and not kill people. The reason is that "if you cause karma, you will be easily struck by lightning when you cross the calamity."
Que Xianming doesn't understand that the lake realm master has been sanctified this day, but he has not yet ascended, so he is so capricious, isn't he afraid of retribution when he ascends
Hu Si leaned over slightly, stretched out two fingers and raised his chin to look at him, as if a little surprised: "You can actually say such a thing."
Que Xianming opened his hand: "Let go of Lao Tzu!"
Hu Si looked down at him: "You have changed."
Que Xianming was stunned for a moment. Something was wrong with his intuition. He couldn't understand Hu Si's gaze.
That look made him panic, and he couldn't even scold.
Hu Si's expression changed from surprise to relief and relief, and finally sighed: "It's okay."
Hu Si took out an item from the wide sleeve: "Give it back to you. I don't want it anymore."
A blue-green streamer fell and fell lightly to the ground. Que Xianming reached out and picked it up, and it was actually a feather.
More than two hundred years later, this feather is still bright and gorgeous.
It's like a thick and colorful wolf's brush, re-coloring the distant and bleak memories that he has deliberately forgotten. In an instant, countless images flashed before my eyes,
Que Xianming held Ling Yu, his voice trembling, he said incredulously: "You, you are... Hu Xiaoyuan?!"
When Que Xianming was young, he was not yet proficient in transforming, and he met a child.
The child's surname is Hu, he is chubby and round and cute, his temperament is kind and soft, even weak and easy to bully.
But his classmates in the private school always laughed at him for being fat, and no one wanted to play with him as a friend. He was never taken with him in the games of climbing trees, fighting birds, and digging holes for sand.
He can only be friends with books and stories, and he likes to read fairy tales, gods in the mountains, and fox demons in the deep forest. As a result, he was even more mocked by his classmates.
When Hu Si was young, he met a peacock, and the peacock treated him very well. Help him rectify the naughty child who bullied him in the private school, fly him across a city, pick stars from the sky for him, and fish for dragon balls in the sea.
"This is my feather, you hold it, as long as you call my name, I will appear!"
Fake, the stars are fake, Dragon Ball is fake, and it is also fake to say that it will come back. All lied to him.
A serious illness made Hu Si's body crumbling, and he was too thin to be human.
Compared with the turbulent clouds and treacherous paths in the world of practice, those troubles and attachments in childhood are simply insignificant, like a fine grain of dust.
But Que Xianming is the reason for Hu Si's practice. If there is no peacock demon, Hu Si would have already obtained a name, married a wife, had children, started a family, and now it has turned into a swathe of loess. Rather than determined to ask the immortals, he tried every means to finally worship Hanshan, and set foot on the long road to immortal cultivation as he wished.
Why enter
In order to have the ability to act recklessly like a peacock demon.
Why hate demons? Because demons are the most deceiving. Whether it was the one Ji Xiao kept in Changchun Peak, or the one in front of him.
Back then, Ji Xiao wanted to save Meng Xueli and came to Tianhu to ask for medicine. Hu Si disagreed. He asked Ji Xiao, "How are you going to treat him?"
Ji Xiao replied: "Provide food and clothing, set up a warm cage, and change his name and surname."
Hu Si thought to himself, is raising a demon so easy? Don't want the stars in the sky, and don't want the dragon balls under the sea
Ji Xiao can do it, so can I.
Que Xianming staggered to his feet: "Are you really Madoka? You..."
Hu Si took two steps back: "Now you are Miao Yuan."