My buddy is crazy

The people in the city reacted greatly to the white biscuit, but it lit up, and nothing happened in the end.

Because when I was facing this stone, I had more vague memories in my mind, and I was not in a hurry to leave for a while, and I was going to see if they would say any more words like "Fangxin Demon Lord", so that I could be honest with myself. Know more.

The robbery leader "Old Qiu" didn't seem to expect that I would blow the wind intact. He was stunned and didn't have time to escape, so I caught him and chatted again.

I think it's small talk, and his ideas may be a little different.He had a mournful look on his face, not to mention his concubine, as if his family's kindness and strictness were all killed by me.

I asked him: "Which one is Fangxin Mozun?"

He looked hopeless: "It's the person the city lord wants to find."

"Is the lord of the city Dai Zhilin? What is he doing with Fangxin Mozun?"

"Yes," Mr. Qiu blinked and gritted his teeth, "We don't know what to do. The ruthlessness at the beginning was either deep love or deep hatred. In fact, there is no difference."

"how you said that?"

"Even in the demon world, it's not a good thing to be in love with a demon cultivator," the leader of Taoism Jie sighed, "Love, love, it's all the tricks of those idle clouds and wild cranes who practice love. Who in the demon cultivator is the first to rush to the road Woolen cloth."

This makes sense, I have been practicing magic for so many years... but I always feel that something is wrong.

Old Qiu continued to chat with me with gnashing of teeth and erratic eyes: "But the Venerable is not a demon cultivator, why did you come to the demon realm?"

He asked sincerely, and I was puzzled, when am I not a demon cultivator?Thinking wildly, I moved my eyes to the white biscuit a few more times, except that it was placed in a very suitable position, which made it look more expensive as a whole, and I didn't see anything else.

I rotated my cultivation base for a while, and then activated my cultivation base again, and I understood why Mr. Qiu was so unwilling to communicate with me.

This cultivation level doesn't seem to be my own - I really don't seem to be a magician now.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Mr. Qiu didn't dare to shut up all at once, and continued with an even more desperate expression: "I had unruly thoughts about the Venerable at the beginning, and the main reason was that the Venerable lacked spiritual knowledge. Who would have expected the Venerable to cultivate It's not common, the Lingtai is also clear, I missed a move, today I will..."

As soon as he was ruthless, he seemed to kill himself, so I quickly stopped him and comforted him: "You can see that I am not a demon cultivator, so why kill yourself so quickly?"

"Is the venerable really confused or pretending to be confused to tease me? How innocent and gentle is the method of Faxiu against Moxiu?"

I avoided answering, wanting to ask the most important thing first: "I lack spiritual knowledge, can you see the reason?"

Before Old Qiu answered, a black-clothed boy beside him sneered, "There is a small sect of Faxiu in the lower realm who practiced rebirth, and after practicing it, he is as ignorant as you. You can tell it at a glance." Things, why else?"

I didn't notice this kid before, and there are still monks around us at this time, and many people immediately pretended not to see him when they saw him, and their expressions were stiff, as if the kid had used some method to restrain everyone.

I controlled Mr. Qiu not to let him commit suicide, and turned to the boy who answered the conversation: "The method of rebirth? Can you explain it in detail, fellow Taoist?"

It seems that Xiao Tong hasn't talked to others for a long time. No one looked at him on the road, and he didn't look at me when he spoke. He lowered his head and was a little timid.

"There's nothing you can't talk about. There are a group of idiots in the Dharma practice who think that there is no way in the sky, and everything is just a cycle, so they have to practice a rebirth method. After all, this is a new thing. The advantage of practicing this fool's method is to forget the past but can keep it. Cultivation, generally born to be powerful, living is particularly enjoyable, the shortcoming is naturally the lack of spiritual knowledge, a word, stupid."

The little fairy tales are not timid at all, every sentence is silly, I wish I could stick the word silly on my head.

I asked a more stupid question: "Can the spiritual consciousness be recovered?"

The little boy shook his head, he didn't even bother to give me silly words.His expression was clearly disgusted, but his feet seemed to have taken root. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to stay and answer my "stupid" question.

Seeing this, I asked another stupid question: "Then I ascended, can I go back?"

Xiao Tong looked at me, and Mr. Qiu also looked at me, both of them seemed to have seen some monster.

The little boy paused, and said: "You won't be able to get back your spiritual consciousness even if you go back. If you make a fuss, you will forget more, and you will only be more stupid. And... it will be basically impossible for you to fly up again if you go down."

I thought about it and said, "I think there are still people waiting for me in the lower realm."

"An enemy?" Xiaotong asked naturally, "Wouldn't it be better if he came up or died in the lower realm."

"It's not an enemy," I said unconsciously, saying something I didn't quite understand, "it seems like someone who likes me."

"like?"

I thought about it, and I didn't know where the determination came from. I nodded and said, "He is indeed someone who likes me."

I continued to ask, "How can I go down to the lower realm?"

The little boy grinned, with a weird expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and replied: "Others can, but you can't."

"why?"

The little boy gritted his teeth: "Nonsense, because you lack spiritual knowledge. Why, are you so reluctant to part with Dai Zhilin?"

I was taken aback.

Since Dai Zhilin is the lord of Central City, he seems to be someone who likes me, but he is definitely not someone I like.I thought Mrs. Dai was in the Upper Realm now and was going to look for him after saying goodbye to Mr. Qiu.But according to what Xiao Tong said, Dai Zhilin actually went to hell.

Xiaotong repeated: "Why, do you really miss Dai Zhilin, Master?"

I didn't know that this person was my apprentice, and Mr. Qiu beside him obviously didn't know that he was my apprentice either.Although we all don't know anything, Qiu Lao's reaction is much more than mine.

He didn't kill himself anymore, he just blew himself up.

Xiaotong protected me with magic formulas when he blew himself up, so Mr. Qiu's splendor at this moment was nothing more than a cloud of dust behind the dazzling beam of light to me, and he didn't even cast a layer of mist on the white jade that was very close to him.

"I know you don't remember me, after all, you are my master," the boy in black sighed, as if saying something disdainful, "Just call me Qingyang."

My extra apprentice on the side of the road greeted me in the tone of a teacher and said: "Over the years, you have not made any progress."

His tone was sarcasm, his eyes were contemptuous, and the only thing in his sentence that was related to respect was probably the "you" with an emphasis on sarcasm.

I didn't answer.

"You like Dai Zhilin that much?"

"I don't have one," I touched my palm, sure in my heart that the person was not Dai Zhilin, but I didn't want to explain.I was vague, "I just think someone likes me."

If the child's eyes are alive, he can perform a play in several ways.He asked, "Because of this piece of white jade?"

"Because I have a deed in the palm of my hand," I felt it, and felt it again, to be honest, I was sure to feel this all the way, "the deed."