Zhu Mingzang's chest was surging like a mountain, and his forehead hurt. Sure enough, the dog can't change eating shit, the lord is the lord, everyone is here to discuss state affairs, and he only cares about his scumbags! Zhu Mingzang pulled out his knife and scolded: "Who the hell is going to kill your chicken when he's full? Fu Lan, give me a sentence, can you stand up? If you don't stand up, I will punch your shit out! "
"You can't beat me." Fu Lan said lightly.
"You look down on Lao Tzu! You turtle, how dare you look down on Lao Tzu!" Zhu Mingzang angered, "I have a heads-up with you!"
He waved the knife and was about to rush up, and the monsters in the seat stood up to stop him. Zhu Mingzang staggered them, and a group of monsters with pig heads and dog faces fell to the ground and rolled into a pile. More monsters came up, surrounded him, and tried to persuade him. The field immediately became a pot of porridge, and the monsters on the roof gloated at the misfortune. They didn't think it was messy enough, and shouted loudly. Zhu Mingzang finally pushed away the blocker, and when he looked up, he found that the keel throne was empty, and the bunny Fu Lan disappeared, leaving only the black cat sleeping on it.
The king disappeared, and the great court could not discuss it. The leaders of various races were transformed into their original forms. Riding the clouds, riding the clouds, turning the fog into the fog, and some monsters turned into more profound people. They rode on a wooden reel, put on a thin black mule, and swayed down the mountain. .
Fu Lan didn't go anywhere, he went back to wash his clothes. He said that he was very busy because he still had a pile of dirty clothes left unwashed at home. By the stream, he was wearing loops on his arms, and a leather belt tied his thin waist. The twist of his wrists that didn't go into the water was dazzlingly white in the sunlight. Before starting to wash, he heard a roar, and Zhu Mingzang rushed over aggressively, kicking over the three-legged red lacquered wooden basin where his clothes were piled up.
Fu Lan: "… "
The red, green and green clothes floated into the water, and the color was dyed. Fu Lan said nothing, silently waded into the water and picked them up one by one. Zhu Ming hid his head with smoke, and said, "What are you doing? Who told you to wash clothes here!"
"Liu Weed, Centipede and Nine Heads." Fu Lan said as he picked them up.
Zhu Mingzang: "..."
This kid, Fu Lan, is a bad guy. He will do whatever he asks him to do, whether it's laundry, cooking, or helping others raise babies. Liu Weiji put the name of the child's father on top of his head, and he recognized it without frowning. However, Zhu Mingzang still didn't know about the matter of leaving the weed and stealing the Han, so he was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said, "You have established an empress for Lao Tzu! If you don't establish an empress, I will stay here today until you have established an empress! "
Fu Lan shook his head and said, "I won't marry her, I don't like her." He put his clothes into the tub and said, "I'm leaving here."
"Leave?" Zhu Mingzang was taken aback, "What do you mean?"
Fu Lan said: "I'm not your emperor anymore, you can find someone else."
"Fuck your mother, the battle between the demons and the demons in the southern border wiped out the entire army of demon soldiers in the southern border. Now there are no demons who have practiced the Tao for three hundred years. Do you think anyone can hold the position of co-owner of demons and demons? The monsters are fierce and can eat flesh and blood. Cannibalism is commonplace in Jiugai. They control the southern border, and the consequences are no trivial matter. The position of the co-lord of the demons must be in the hands of our demon clan! Looking at the southern border, only you have a high enough cultivation base to be able to control the monsters. If you have twenty-eight chapters, who shouldn't you be?" Zhu Mingzang said, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's lack of Taoism, Lao Tzu would have sat by himself, how could it be yours?"
"But you guys are very noisy," Fu Lan hung her head and washed her clothes, "It's annoying."
Fu Lan can't turn a corner when he speaks, he's too straightforward, Zhu Mingzang's face flushed with anger, and his quivering face was as red as a boiling boiler that was about to fry in an instant. Zhu Mingzang took a few deep breaths, barely calmed the breath in his chest, and said slowly: "Forget it, I have already seen it, you are not a person to govern the country. It doesn't matter, now that you have a baby, I will take care of your baby. Yes. As long as you marry Liu Wee, make her the queen, and stay in the southern border peacefully, I promise not to disturb you, and let you do laundry, cook, raise chickens and ducks."
Fu Lan only said two words, "Don't marry."
Ren Zhu Mingzang exhausted his lips and tongue, but he stopped talking and only washed his clothes silently. Zhu Mingzang gritted his teeth, stared at Fu Lan's back for a while, and said, "Who is the fiancee you mentioned earlier?"
Fu Lan ignored him.
The rustling wind swirled in the bamboo forest, bamboo leaves like sharp blades fell among them, and a wolf-like light flashed in Zhu Mingzang's gloomy eyes. This monster had murderous intentions on the fiancée that Fu Lan spoke of. Fu Lan noticed something and slowly turned her head to look at him, Xiao Sha's qi condensed around her body.
"It's the stray dog you took in, isn't it? I saw him during the court meeting. You brought him to the southern border. My subordinates heard that he was your favorite." Zhu Mingzang sneered silently, " As early as in the tomb of the gods, I saw that you were not ordinary to him. I thought it was a brother, but I didn't expect it to be a lover. Why, you are also moved by the wild fetus that popped out of the cracks in the stone?"
Fu Lan was silent for a while, and said, "I don't want to kill you."
"I don't want to kill you either, Fu Lan." Zhu Mingzang put his hand on the iron-blue hilt, "Mortals pay attention to the three principles and five constants, you can't raise a baby, you can't pass on your family. In the back of your mind, go marry a serious woman and pass on the lineage. There are indeed men in the world who swoop and call each other a brother and a brother, but when you get old, you still have to get married and have children. What Lao Tzu tells you is all from the heart, you don’t know what to do If he leaves you and runs away in the future, what will you do? Or," Zhu Mingzang sneered, "he has a brother next to him, what should you do?"
This time, Fu Lan was silent, turned her eyes away, and stared at the stream in a daze. The stream was gurgling, and the sky was shining on it, crushed by ripples and water waves. The cool breeze blew through Fu Lan's hair, he was silent, and seemed to be seriously thinking about the question that Zhu Mingzang raised. After a long while, the quiet man finally spoke.
His voice was light, like the thin wind in the mountains.
"Then I'll lock up my brother. From now on, he can only call me a brother."
Qi Yin squatted under the bamboo bushes to bury chickens. The scenery here is beautiful and it is very suitable for building a tomb. He dug a small hole, wrapped the corpses of the chicks in the broken flower soil cloth, and put them in one by one. A wooden sign was erected at the head of the pit, with the words "The Tomb of Fu Lan and Qi Yin's Chickens".
As he was buried, a shadow was covering his face, Qi Yin raised his head and saw Fu Lan holding a wooden basin, with clothes as high as a hill piled up inside. Seeing the corpse of the chick, Fu Lan was stunned, squatted down beside him, and said in frustration, "I'm sorry."
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't protect our chicks." Fu Lan lowered his head, his hands on his knees, like an honest country youth.
Qi Yin touched the top of his soft hair, "It's alright, someone must be making trouble. It's too cruel to let such a cute chicken cub go."
Fu Lan rubbed against his palm and asked softly, "Xiao Yin, would you recognize someone else as your elder brother?"
"Why should I recognize someone as a brother?" Qi Yin asked suspiciously.
Fu Lan said blankly, "I don't know."
"..." Qi Yin was speechless for a while, his brother's brain was not the same as others, and he was clueless when questioning. He didn't care, lowered his head and continued to bury the chick, saying, "Brother, have you noticed that since we met, I have been raising you?"
Fu Lan was stunned and stared at him blankly.
Qi Yin raised his eyes and smiled. The sun shone down on the big boy's black eyes, and the brilliant gold was crumbled into pieces. Mixed in the heavy darkness, there was a different kind of vigor. He is not bad-looking, with the shadow of his father in his eyebrows, but he is accustomed to standing in the corner on weekdays, and he has no sense of existence like a weed. Even if others see him, his appearance cannot be kept in their minds. Qi Yin smiled and said, "I don't have much savings and my energy is limited, so I can only support one brother."
Fu Lan nodded vigorously, as if reassured, and lowered her head to ask no more questions.
Qi Yin held a chicken in the palm of his hand, "But I always feel that something is wrong. Brother, look, they don't have any wounds on their bodies. They don't seem to have been killed by monsters."
The black cat appeared out of nowhere, "That's right, if it was these starving ghosts, there wouldn't be a hair left by now. The old man asked the women, and they said that before The same is true for the chickens and ducks raised, and they die suddenly. They feel that they can’t die in vain, so it’s better to sacrifice to their five internal organs temples, and these chickens and ducks can be considered dead.”
"When did the previous chicken and duck die?" Qi Yin asked.
"The ninth day of last month." The black cat said.
The ninth day of March is not a special day. Qi Yin was puzzled and couldn't figure out what to do after thinking for a long time. They bought a small half-basket of chickens and planned to squat to the side today to see what happened. When night fell, the sky and the earth seemed to turn off the lights, and only the red octagonal lanterns under the eaves of the stilted buildings glowed in the mountains. Fu Lan pressed on Qi Yin's back, the spiritual power flowed along Qi Yin's meridians, and the little fish was released from Qi Yin's palm. The little fish fluttered their tails in the wind and sneaked into the gaps between the fence and the straw piles. The world was silent, and they heard the croaking of frogs in the distance and the howling of wolves from the other side of the mountain.
After a long time, there was no special movement, Qi Yin didn't hold back, and fell asleep halfway through holding the black cat. He was sleeping darkly and sweetly when he was slapped on the back suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he saw the chickens in the fence fell down one by one, twitching on the ground. However, there was still no one around, not even a ghost. They went out and rushed downstairs, and all the chicks were dead.
Qi Yin bent down and wanted to enter the fence, but Fu Lan stopped him and let him and the black cat wait outside. The situation inside is unknown, and the place is narrow, and it is impossible for two people to go in and turn around. It is indeed better for Fu Lan to go in alone. After a while he came out with a handful of mud in his hand. Qi Yin thought that there was something in the soil, and looked over his head, but it was just a swathe of mud. The cat master took a sniff and showed a thoughtful expression. Could it be that the mud itself is tricky? Qi Yin also leaned in and sniffed, almost giving Xun a face. Chicken and duck feces are piled on the side of this chicken coop all the year round, and the feces are turned into soil and have a strong smell.
"What's wrong with this soil?" Qi Yin asked, pinching her nose.
"You mortals are not sensitive to odors, and our demons are much stronger than you," the black cat said. "Although this odor contains feces, there is also a corpse odor that you can't detect."
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, "You mean there are corpses buried under our house?"
"That's right," the black cat gritted his teeth. "There are guys with short eyes who are bold enough to bury their corpses under our house. The corpse gas got into the ground and poisoned all the chickens and ducks in our family."
His uncle, who is so immoral? The thought of sleeping on top of the corpse last night gave Qi Yin goosebumps all over her body, no wonder she always felt so cold at night. Qi Yin and Fu Lan borrowed a shovel and lifted the soil. The bottom floor of the stilted building is low, and it is very uncomfortable to dig soil and bend over. Fortunately, the monsters in the village like to watch the fun. It didn't take long to dig, and there was a circle of monsters nearby. Qi Yin sent them money to help them dig.
After digging for a long time, the body was finally brought out. It was a charred boy, beyond recognition. Because it has been burned, the breath is gone, and it can only be recognized from the shape that it is a mortal. Qi Yin checked his nose and lungs. He had been dead for too long, and there were worms inside. It was so rotten that he couldn't tell what it looked like.
It's really strange. The southern border is a place where monsters are entrenched. Ordinary people can't avoid it. How can there be mortals here? Even if it wasn't eaten by demons, it was burned to death.
"Is it a Taoist priest who sneaked into the southern border?" Qi Yin looked at him.
Nuluo got in from the pile of monsters, squatted on the side and poked the charred corpse's cheek, "Yo, she's a little beauty."
"It's burned like this, can you still see it?" Qi Yin asked.
"The best thing I do is to appreciate the handsome young man," Nuluo said triumphantly, "The real beauty is not in the flesh but in the bones, which is called the beauty bone. Look at this bone, the cheekbones are thin, the Yintang is wide, and the jaw is wide. Liuli, at first glance, is a handsome boy."
These sisters have plausible words, each set, and Qi Yin is speechless.
The black cat asked the monsters around where the fire had occurred in recent months, and everyone shook their heads. Their land is full of trees, and the stilted buildings are made of fir. If there is a fire, the entire stockade will suffer. If there is no fire, where did this corpse burn to death
Fu Lan touched a handful of the soil he dug up and frowned.
Qi Yin asked him what was wrong, and Fu Lan said, "The soil is not here."
"What do you mean?" In the dark night, Qi Yin lit a fire and carefully examined the soil. This way, you can see the difference. The excavated soil is loose and light brown in color. The soil in the fence is black and oily due to the accumulation of feces, and it is still very muddy. Qi Yin looked around and saw that the soil around the corpse was loose soil.
Even more weird, the guy who buried the corpse not only buried the corpse, but also buried the soil around the corpse here.
"Then where did this soil come from? Have you ever seen such soil nearby?" Qi Yin took a closer look and saw that there were a few rotten toon leaves in the soil.
"Yes," Fu Lan said, "Bashan Temple."
Everyone was startled.
Qi Yin asked in surprise, "Aren't you the only one who can enter the Bashan Temple?"
"Now we can't talk about the same thing. In the past, the old man thought that only fools can enter, but there are thousands of unexpected things. Isn't this a thousand-year-old monster?" The black cat held his paws and said.
"Who the hell is this?" Qi Yin imitated the black cat and clasped his arms, "If he can talk, let's just ask him directly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the corpse slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of cloudy green eyes stared straight at him.