My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

There is an unknown small town attached to Lanze in Qingchenling, where the traffic extends in all directions, and there is an endless stream of merchant convoys every day without interruption.

One day at noon, on the same corner of an unknown long street, a group of plainly dressed and disheveled children blocked a person in a small corner, throwing stones and rubbish along the way.

The children were noisy, bullying the outsider who was hugging his head in a corner. When this person first came here, he shuttled through the restaurants on the main street of the town every day. When there were the most people, he would say something. His miraculous words, preaching cholera and evil words, and alarmist talk, at first people thought he was a hidden master, but after seeing him being beaten to the ground by a big man passing by who couldn't hear the strange words, the people all dismissed him Gu, treat him as a liar.

"Big liar, big liar, big liar." The children shouted in unison rhythmically, accompanied by Qingling's laughter.

A kid who was stronger than his peers stood up, threw a stone at the man, and said mockingly, "Where did you come from as a foreigner? Did you come to our town because you couldn't get along in other places?" Cheating? My father said that liars have always been gossipers in their previous lives, and if they tell too many lies, their tongues will rot!"

"That's right, that's right, my mother said liars are bad guys, you should leave our town quickly." A child echoed.

The liar who was squeezed in the corner covered his face, showed his eyes, and shouted: "I am not a liar, what I said is true, you fools, pack up and run away, the world will be in chaos."

As soon as the liar finished speaking, his response was first a pile of stones, and then he heard: "Bah, nonsense, if the world changes, why don't you run away and come to our town to talk about it, you have been talking about it for three days .”

"You're obviously trying to scam money."

"That's it."

"Whose money are you cheating? Do you little brats have any money!" The young man glanced at the stones on the ground as if hearing a joke, grabbed a handful, and threw them back.

His retaliation first frightened the group of shouting children away, and then he retracted with his head in his arms, causing the group of young boys to gather around him again, and even used their feet.

It looks pitiful and ridiculous. This helpless liar who was bullied by children looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. A group of boys who are shorter than him are not helpless.

"Didn't you say that you are a very powerful young master? You only dare to talk nonsense. When there are too many people, you will lose your air!"

"Young master, a liar who can't even fart!"

"Let's be bullied on the street, shame-"

The mocking sound finally turned into a catchy song, and the children sang and danced around the man, with intermittent laughter like silver bells.

Just when these children were having a good time, the young man huddled in the corner suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Heaven, time, earth, benefit, harmony, demon, demon, retreat, scatter—"

His legs were spread apart, his hands were in the posture of a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits, and he recited the scriptures word by word. After closing his eyes, he muttered a mantra and began to turn around in circles, turning faster and faster, much like a fortune teller on the street. The mysterious rise of people in the rivers and lakes.

After all, these boys are a group of frogs who have never been out of the town and have experienced major incidents. Seeing him posing in a dignified manner, he was still frightened from the bottom of his heart, and ran away screaming after a while.

When all the youngsters ran away, the young man opened one eye to check, exhaled, put away his silly gestures, and slapped the dust on his clothes.

A few days ago, I was injured by a big man in the town, and my lungs still hurt, so I didn't have time to play around with these stupid boys.

He spit on the ground, and muttered: "I really thought that my young master is easy to bully, and I don't have the same knowledge as you." After finishing speaking, he returned to the corner where he was squatting just now, picked up the whisk with few hairs, and patted the dust. He left with a carefree pace.

At the same time, at the noodle restaurant across the street, Xue Huan put down the teacup in his hand, and said with a look of bad food, "This is the young master of the demon world that Wen Shang talked about?"

Where is the "magic"?

Jun An said: "Maybe just hang on to the title for fun."

Nan Xiaohui guessed: "Could it be a street gangster who used this name to bluff?"

Xue Huan stared at the direction the boy was leaving, and said, "If it's a simple gangster, it doesn't make sense to spread rumors about demons everywhere. Can he earn a few taels of silver for dinner?"

"Then, could it be a mistake?" Si Xia asked.

Jun An said: "Probably not. We asked all the way here, and we don't know what medicine this kid took wrongly. I don't know where to get the paper, pen and ink. After writing, I posted it on the wall."

They were lucky, this young master of the Demon Realm who owed money was in an area not far from Nanyu, and they basically knew the background of this young master when they asked a few people on the street.

"Let's go, let's see where he is going first." Xue Huan sipped the last bit of tea, paid the bill, and followed.

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The young master of the demon world rubbed his lower ribs, gasping for breath from time to time, thinking about where he should go next, but just as he was thinking, a hand stretched out from the corner and pulled him into an empty alley.

The man pulled him and pushed him hard.The young master of the Demon Realm flicked his arms, staggered and stood firm - a hand behind him supported him just in time.

He squinted at the three of them, and suddenly saw a woman coming up behind the two in front. The woman had long hair, her eyes were purple, and there were three spots of blue tear makeup like a mermaid under the corner of her right eye. Her lips were slightly upturned. When Hong Shi unfolds, it is a rare beauty.

When she came over, the two of them automatically gave way and lowered their eyes to salute.

The young master of the demon world involuntarily took a small step back.

"You are the young master of the demon world?" The woman said softly, her voice was light and soft, and she smiled melodiously; this gentle smile made people let go of their fear and feel happy in their hearts.

The young master of the demon world straightened his back, controlled his chattering teeth, and said, "Yes, yes, it's me."

In fact, when he finished saying this, he was still thinking about how he had the courage to say it.

The woman laughed twice, took two steps forward and approached him, looked around him, and said while looking at him, "How do you look like the young master of the Demon Realm?"

The young man shrank his neck and said firmly, "Yes, what do you want?"

The woman stopped in her tracks, "You're right, but since you're the young master of the Demon Realm, your spiritual rank shouldn't be low." After she finished speaking, she winked at the two subordinates, who took orders, raised a hand and He slapped the young man on the shoulder.

The young man immediately covered his shoulders and bent over in pain.

The man didn't stop, and punched him in the stomach a few more times, knocking him down.

The woman stepped over him, turned around, and said without emotion: "Young master of the demon world, you can't even resist a few fists, you are really useless."

The young man was in so much pain that he didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he didn't have time to pay attention to her.

"I have been in the Jianghu for many years. I have encountered many people, non-humans, and strange things, but I have never heard of a young master in the Demon Realm. I have to tell you that the Demon Realm has been sealed off since 300 years ago. One demon survived."

The Demon World's self-slaughter gods were sealed, and the blood was sealed. Those who escaped by chance were tracked down without exception, and then killed. It can be said that those with the orthodox blood of the Demon World no longer exist in the world. They are called demons in the world today. It's all fallen demons, just in one thought.

"You're not from the Demon Realm, hiss...you don't know."

The woman squatted down, her skirt dragging on the ground.

She suddenly stretched out a hand and released the spiritual power. The spiritual light circled her fingertips, and after touching the young man's body, it automatically attacked him, flying around him like a needle thread.

When the spiritual light was about to touch his back at last, the young man suddenly rolled away, knocked out the spiritual power, and coughed violently while clutching his stomach in pain.

When the spiritual method touched the young man, the woman had already sensed that the boy had no aura of spiritual cultivation at all, a clean mortal body, his face was gray and lifeless, let alone demonic. .

"Forget it, you're just a little liar." She stood up with a cold tone. "Ask you a few questions, and you answer honestly, who told you to spread the fragments of the gods everywhere?"

The little bastard has no spiritual skills, and has nothing to do with demons or other cultivators. At best, he is a wandering beggar who has eaten his last meal and never finished his meal. He really has nothing to do, and he even makes up some things all day long.

The key point is that he made up the story in a decent way, but what he said was absurd but had a bit of sincerity.

"Or, where did you overhear it?"

The young man curled up on the ground for a while, then stood up slowly, the fear in his eyes disappeared, he looked straight into the woman's eyes, and said, "What about you, who are you, because this matter came to me, it must not be What a nice guy."

The woman looked at him interestingly, lowered her head and smiled slightly, and said, "Did I say that I am a good person? I will kill you after I finish asking." She threatened without any concealment.

The young man held his head high, and suddenly put on a heroic look, and said: "Master said, a man should not lose his dignity for the sake of living. Since you are going to kill me anyway, why should I tell you? I won't tell you even if I die."

"Good boy." The woman seemed impatient, "Say it, die sooner, if you don't say it, take it back and torture it, if you can't ask, then kill it."

The young man shivered for a moment, and said, "I won't say anything even if I die."

"Wait, everyone." Xue Huantian descended at the entrance of the alley, accused the behavior of several people inside, and said: "It's not good to bully a child, how much older are you than him?"

After he finished speaking, Jun An on the side called out Canglan to prepare for a fight. Seeing his movement, Si Xia also drew out his flower blade to wait for the fight. Nan Xiaohui was in a dilemma, and whispered: "Actually, I'm not very good at fighting."

Xue Huan still had a lot of harsh words to say, looking at the two boys beside him, he cursed in his heart, let me babble for a while.

Jun'an Huizhu, who knows people, reminded: "These people don't look like good people at first glance, so what's the point of talking."

Alright, Xue Huan said again: "Hey, those on the other side, either leave quickly, or my children's dragon-slaying swords are going to be unbearable."

The woman's eyes sank, filled with a dangerous light, her attention was not on the two boys with weapons, but she was looking at Xue Huan who was cursing.

This man has short hair and neat hair. Although he doesn't hold a soldier, his eyes are bright and bloody.

A loafer who may have seen a rough road, but no ordinary loafer.

"Your Excellency, have you taken a fancy to this kid? I'll send you off." The woman opened her mouth and asked her subordinates to retreat without hesitation. Several people disappeared with their disheveled spiritual methods, and a gust of wind blew the hair of the so-called young master of the devil world.

People walked quickly, Xue Huan walked into the alley a few steps, looked at the miserable young man, and joked: "Tsk, why is this young master of the devil world so cowardly."

The young man wiped the hair off his face, and said, "Who are you? I want you to care. I almost got them down just now. What are you doing here?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? You don't know good from bad." Jun An scolded.

"Tch, I have a way to solve it myself, who wants you to pretend to be kind and save people!" The young man said as he turned sideways to walk away, but found that these people were blocking his way, so he didn't want to go on a rampage, and said, "Good dog!" Don't block the way."

Jun An clenched his fist and seemed to ask Xue Huan: "Can I beat him up?"

Xue Huan raised a smile: "Of course, but I have a better idea—" His face immediately changed, and he said expressionlessly: "Let's take off the clothes first."