My buddy is crazy

Probably because the food is not bad at ordinary times, a few red fish in the lake were still swimming in the lake contentedly when we went back, and the bastard was obediently lying on his stomach without opening his eyes.The hatchback is safe and sound, which shows that my worries are even more groundless.Even though it didn't look like it was crazy hungry at all, I still fed it in a hurry, after all, this bastard would never die.

I am teasing bastards here, and Ayu puts wine behind me, still the same small pot as before, and moves cautiously.I really didn't see it.Probably this wine was given by someone he really likes, that's why he cherishes it so much.

After he set the wine, I sat down and said bluntly: "I don't care about Dai Zhilin at all, you can call him good or bad...it doesn't matter."

After being made a fuss by him, I still feel distressed when I say "no problem".

I looked at Ayu, but he didn't look at me, and only whispered softly: "You can't care about Dai Zhilin, you will understand."

Ah Yu originally looked down at the wine, but now she raised her eyes to look at me and shook her head slightly.He opened his lips, then closed them tightly, and only pushed the wine to me.

I don't understand, understand nothing.If he is reluctant to part with this wine, why does he want me to drink it several times?I don't want to take his glass, but he rarely cares about anything, if I throw the glass at this time, he will definitely lose his face.

In the middle of the embarrassment, Yulang seemed to understand that at least he said a few words to coax me, and said, "This wine..."

Two words are exported, and it seems that there is no more text.I wonder if someone has ever put a curse on him to say no more than ten words at a time.I was in a hurry, this time he just paused.

"...you brewed a total of nine altars."

Seeing me pick up the cup, Ayu went on to say: "You gave me the first few jars, and asked me to sprinkle a cup for you every year...I drank it myself. You asked me to do many things later, but I didn't do them all. .”

When Yulang said this, he looked as if he wanted to ask for a reward from me.All he said was how to screw me up, and I should never encourage him.But looking at the look in his eyes, I still said, "Good job."

"Those wines are different for you to drink and others to drink. You tell me that the jar you asked me to keep is the memory of your ninth life." Ayu ordered the table, "A jar of wine corresponds to a lifetime If you drink it yourself, you can remember things, and when others drink it, you can see your memory. In the first few years, I drank one cup a year, and after that, as long as I think of you, I will take a cup to drink."

I pretended to be free and easy with a smile: "It's rare that you didn't finish the drink."

Yulang looked at the cup in my hand, stopped talking, and only persuaded him: "Drink slowly."

I drank the wine in one gulp.

No one is born to be a Demon Lord, at least I can't.My life is lonely, people who are kind to me often end badly, but those who try to harm me in different ways are always alive and kicking.I have a lot of enemies, some were left to me by the previous generation, some were accidentally met when I was young, some passed by and didn't like me, and some passed by and thought I was too pleasing to the eye.In the beginning, I just wanted to survive under the hands of all kinds of enemies, panting and running away from the enemies, and when no one opposed me in the magic cultivation, I became a demon king.

The position recommended by Mo Xiu is actually boring to sit on. There are only two things to do.When I was in the position of Mozun, Faxiu himself had no leader. Occasionally, I stretched out my claws to provoke Moxiu, and I stared at Moxiu and ran away. If it wasn’t for the aftermath, I’d save enough cultivation base to soar, and maybe I’d be at ease up.

But I should have known that what happened next was almost destined.

Listening to the sound of panting, my cupping hand kept shaking. It wasn't until Ayu got up and came to support me from behind that I realized that the person who was panting and wagging just now was myself.As soon as I was sure my hand was steady, I went to grab the flagon on the table, wishing I could hold the spout and pour it all down, so as not to suffer from ignorance.

What happened afterwards.i have something to do...

The flagon was robbed by Ayu.He poured out a glass slowly and handed it to me.I made a stern look, just wanting to let him throw down the wine in a hurry and leave according to his weakness, so that I can finish the contents of the pot in one go.But I turned my mind around twice, but I couldn't find any words that could cure him.

I tried my best to stay calm, and said in a deep voice, "Give it to me quickly."

Ayu handed over the wine glass, still persuading me: "I'm not feeling well, drink slowly."

There are three forbidden places in the world of cultivation. These three places are because people will die if they touch them, and they will be injured when they touch them. The leaders of any family will remind their own people not to let them pass, and they will become forbidden places over time.The three forbidden lands, Dharma, Demon, and Buddha each occupy one.The great monk hides his things well, and I have never seen the Shenchen River on the side of the Buddhist cultivator; the forbidden place of the Dharma cultivator was no longer the key point at my time, and most of the Dharma cultivators themselves did not know the original forbidden place; The forbidden place is Xuyuan. In my eyes, it is a cracked gorge that always emits black air. One of the small tasks of the demon king is to suppress the black mist at fixed points. .

The Void Abyss is also called the Infinity Demon Abyss, famous for its false fog of unknown origin.No grass grows in the dark mist of the abyss, and ordinary people will disappear when they get wet with the mist. For ordinary monks, the magic fog will corrode flesh and blood, and they will last a few days longer than ordinary people when they encounter it. .

Just in time for Demon Lord to cover Xuyuan to suppress the black mist, I picked out a red robe and went out, thinking that if I couldn't suppress the demon mist, I could die more colorfully.

After all, Xuyuan is a forbidden place, and the dignity of the forbidden place is still there. The closer you get to Xuyuan, the less populated people are, and you can't see the creatures, plants and trees within ten miles around Xuyuan. There is also a stop on the side.The other party was wearing a blue monk's robe, with a small bald head, standing in a daze at the mouth of the virtual abyss, when a magic fog came out to wrap around his body, he would chant a Buddhist name and paw and paw with his hands, like a little doll chasing mosquitoes by a pond.

I ignored him, thinking about the cover left by some demon master to suppress the magic mist, secretly guarding against the little monk's violent attack and hurt me.This magic mist is better than what they said, but it is a big project after all. Seeing that its dark momentum slowed down, I also took a rest.

The little monk was still there, there were no mosquitos around him to chase away, he stared blankly at me, and said after a while: "The poor monk thanked the layman."

He thanked him inexplicably, but I was the only one within a hundred li who could answer, so it was strange that I should not.Anyway, I was bored after resting, so I nodded casually, looked at the other person's appearance, and guessed: "I think you are a bit like that rare Buddha in Guangming Temple."

Although I can't beat me, the Buddhist cultivator's heart of eliminating demons has always been very strong. I tried several times, but every time I refused to really be kind to me. I just kept my energy and waited for them to show up. If the character comes to hit me again, he insists on ranking among my future enemies.I'm used to caring about enemies, there are only two or three bald men of this age and cultivation level, and I can't think of anyone else who is so disobedient and come here, except Buddha.

The young monk in Tsing Yi glanced at me and nodded.

Mozun is a person who can spend his money without worrying about offending him. I accepted his thanks from left to right, and I half satirized him: "I don't know which true Buddha reincarnation you are, great monk?"

He is young, and his cultivation cannot resist the Void Abyss Demon Mist.Even if he is really a reincarnated son of the real Buddha, before he becomes a Buddha right away, coming here is just nonsense.After all, this is the territory of the demon cultivator, and I can't let him enlightenment here.I thought, no matter what he answered me, I was going to send him back to his ruined temple.

He shook his head again: "I am not the reincarnation of the real Buddha, but just a little Buddha."

I have always been clear about the matter of the Chou family. The so-called little Buddhas and Buddhas are not based on stature or age. Servings are also different.

The young man glanced at me, looked at the vast sea of ​​fog, and explained to me: "This is my chance to become a Buddha."