Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

Yin Ning stroked his back until Lan Liang calmed down, and his body was about to fall to the ground as soon as his body softened. Yin Ning quickly caught him and was about to hug him horizontally, but Lan Liang struggled violently. terrified.

With no choice but to change the way of holding him, Yin Ning picked him up with one hand, like holding a child of a few years old.

Lan Liang lay on his neck, tears were still falling down as if he didn't want money, he was really wronged, and he didn't have the arrogance to threaten him with a dagger just now.

Yin Ning patted him on the back: "Zi Que, where's your backbone?"

Lan Liang cried until his mind became confused, so he stopped crying anyway, and looked at Yin Ning blankly with wide eyes, waiting for him to say the words he hadn't heard clearly just now.

The two of them just looked at each other, Yin Ning couldn't bear Lan Liang's gaze, so he was defeated first, and continued to comfort him: "Sleep, sleep, I'll take you to Wuliang Temple tomorrow, it won't look good if your eyes are swollen from crying. "

Lan Liang hummed a nasal sound as a response, and let Yin Ning put him on the couch and cover him with a quilt, only showing a pair of eyes to stare at Yin Ning.

When Yin Ning got up, Lan Liang tightly clenched his sleeves, stared at him nervously, and didn't speak, but his mouth was aggrieved.

"I'm just going to take off my clothes." Yin Ning explained, over-stimulating the child, and a shadow appeared.

The moment Yin Ning disappeared, Lan Liang followed closely behind him, watching Yin Ning take off his clothes.

Yin Ning: "..."

"Go to the couch first." Yin Ning's ears gradually turned red, "I'll be there later."

I don't know what to say again to irritate the little apprentice, Lan Liang's eyes began to mist again, and the tears hanging in the corners of his eyes could not be dropped, Yin Ning immediately gave up struggling and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, let you see."

After spending a lot of effort, he finally put Lan Liang into the quilt, his hands were still clutching Yin Ning's clothes, Yin Ning saw that Lan Liang had not been able to come out of the shadows for so long, and immediately died of guilt, resigned to his fate and coaxed him: "Good boy, I was wrong."

"Shouldn't have done that to you."

Lan Liang buried her head in his arms, changed her hands from holding the clothes on Yin Ning's chest to the clothes on her back, and closed her eyes around him to listen to Yin Ning coaxing herself.

The sound became farther and farther away, more and more indistinct, until it disappeared completely.

Lan Liang was startled, so frightened, he quickly opened his eyes to look at Yin Ning, and closed his eyes reassuringly when he saw that he was still there.

When Lan Liang fell asleep completely, Yin Ning got up, broke off Lan Liang's hand that was tightly holding onto his clothes, and stuffed a soft pillow into his arms.

Then quietly got off the couch.

Almost as soon as the door was closed, Lan Liang opened his eyes, huddled in the corner of the soft couch, bulged the bedding into a bag, and stared at the door shaking his body.

After half an hour.

Yin Ning saw this scene as soon as he entered the door, and was a little dumbfounded.

He walked to the soft couch, sat down along the edge of the bed, and waved to Lan Liang: "Come here."

Lan Liang smelled the sweetness, stared at the bowl in his hand, swallowed, and looked at Yin Ning expectantly.

The corner of Yin Ning's mouth raised: "Come here, I'll give you what I'm holding."

The scent of hangover soup successfully lured Lan Liang to get out from under the quilt. He looked at Yin Ning and reached out to take the bowl, but was dodged.Thinking that he didn't want to give it to him anymore, Lan Liang began to mist again.

"Are you made of water?" Yin Ning sighed, and pulled him into his arms: "You don't have the strength to hold it steady now, I'll feed you."

"I'll do it myself." Lan Liang's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't hear what he said unless he listened carefully.

Yin Ning compromised and handed the bowl to Lan Liang. As he expected, the little apprentice couldn't hold the bowl steadily, his hands were shaking all the time, and he didn't drink any of the soup in the spoon.Lan Liang looked at Yin Ning helplessly.

"Thinking of me now?" Yin Ning brought the bowl over, brought Lan Liang closer, fed him hangover soup spoon by spoon, and fed him half a bowl of Lan Liang shut up and resisted, it was not good.

"Hey, finish drinking." Yin Ning handed the spoon to his mouth: "I won't have a headache tomorrow after drinking, can I make you spicy pork ribs?"

"Okay." Lan Liang, who was confused by the spicy pork ribs, finally compromised with the unpalatable hangover soup, and finished it in one gulp.

Yin Ning praised him at the right time: "Zi Que is very powerful."

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The next day.

Lan Liang opened his eyes, and after being dazed for a moment, his mind cleared up. Recalling what happened last night, he remembered what the master said.

"Hey, I'll make you spicy pork ribs."

Spicy pork ribs!

Lan Liang woke up Yin Ning who was still sleeping: "Spicy pork ribs."

Coaxing a child is really a labor-intensive task. Even Yin Ning, who doesn't need to sleep, feels tired. Seeing Lan Liang worrying about his spicy pork ribs, she knows that she doesn't need to worry too much.

"I talked to you so much last night, do you remember the spicy pork ribs?"

Yin Ning covered his forehead with his arms and sighed: "Go get dressed first, and go to Wuliang Temple after breakfast, and make you spicy pork ribs in the evening."

"Uh-huh!"

With Yin Ning's promise, he was relieved, and Lan Liang finished it in half a stick of incense time, and asked Yin Ning to check it.

Seeing that there was no problem, I took him down the mountain after breakfast.

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Wuliang Temple.

Lan Liang looked at the temple shrouded in a strange atmosphere, none of the people who came here to worship the Buddha were human beings, most of them were ghosts, demons and demons.

If some monsters start to fight, the monks in the temple don't care about it, they just watch with cold eyes.

This temple was different from what he had imagined. Lan Liang was held by Yin Ning's hand, and it was difficult to escape.He was not in a hurry, and frowned as he looked at the surrounding environment. This place was quite different from any temple he had passed by before.

There was another monster fighting in front, and there was a ghost floating beside watching the show, shouting from time to time, and I don't know who it was cheering for.

Not long after, Lan Liang was brought to the hall. The upper body of the Buddha statue was a man with long hair, and the lower body was a golden statue with a snake tail. Yin Ning introduced to him: "This is Fuxi."

"Fuxi?" Lan Liang had heard some legends: "It's Nuwa's elder brother."

"Yeah." Yin Ning looked at the golden statue with a frown, and squeezed his hand: "But that's not the real Fuxi."

Lan Liang didn't understand what he meant, "Huh?"

"The real Fuxi will not harm people."

In order for Lan Liang to understand, Yin Ning purposely kept his words simple: "This golden statue is fake, and this temple was not originally built for Fuxi, Fuxi was supposed to stay in a bigger temple. "

"How did Master know?"

The corner of Yin Ning's mouth twitched, and he answered Lan Liang in his heart.

Because this temple was used to worship him hundreds of years ago.

In the end, I don't know if there is a pit in the brain of any human being. Put his stone statue at Fuxi's feet, like a servant, the fineness makes it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.It took Yin Ning several years to confirm that he was a forgery, but since Fu Xi was an upright person, it was not easy to destroy it, so he let them let it be.

Seeing that his sight was obstructing his eyes, Yin Ning renovated the temple, and placed the statue of the god Fuxi on the dark side, which can have the effect of deterring demons and ghosts. After a long time, these things started to be presumptuous again.

Yin Ning applied spiritual power to Fuxi, the golden statue moved its head, its eyes seemed to be staring at the group of demons and ghosts below, making those things creepy and ran away quickly.

He patted him like a good brother, and said softly: "Although I know you are fake, thank you anyway."

For some reason, Lan Liang seemed to feel Fuxi's eyeballs move, and then blinked again, and Fuxi's image returned to its original appearance.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in his head, and then Lan Liang remembered that he was here to pick up something, and lowered his eyes to look at the tightly clenched hands of the two, suddenly feeling reluctant to break free.

Otherwise, forget it this time, I don't want to take revenge, and I want to be with Master forever.

As if to remind him, every time he had this thought, Lan Liang's head hurt more and more every time, and it even affected his movements a little.

Yin Ning noticed that something was wrong with him, stopped, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Don't you have the strength to walk?"

"No." Lan Liang shook his head and pulled himself together: "Let's go, Master."

Yin Ning scanned him up and down, and then led him to continue walking. Lan Liang watched his master walk to a wall, and with a slight push of his hand, the wall turned around.

This place is full of human breath, and the weird atmosphere just now is completely different. This place is obviously more lively, and the atmosphere is also very harmonious.

Most of the people who come here to worship are men, and they worship human-shaped stone statues with hanging ears.

Lan Liang looked at the stone statue, then at Yin Ning, why does this stone statue look more and more like Master?

"There's no need to doubt it." Yin Ning was panicked by his straightforward eyes, and said frankly, "That's me."

Then he frowned and was a little puzzled, "I met two men before, I don't know what they human beings think, they took me as a symbol of the love between the two men, and made a stone statue for me, calling me the Rabbit God. "

In fact, he didn't finish what he said later. Those two people made a stone statue for him and built a temple for him. On the same day, Yin Ning received the position bestowed on him by the Heavenly Dao and was forced to become an official.

Yin Ning: "..."

He really thanked those two talents!

Being a demon but carrying a priesthood, Yin Ning also didn't want to be laughed at by those demon kings in the demon world, and worked hard in the human world as a rabbit god for hundreds of years.

Suddenly on a certain day, Yin Ning appeared in the form of a half-human half-rabbit, and forced a person to strike him with a knife, but he had a priestly duty and could not fight back.

Yin Ning scolded them both again.

It just so happened that King Lin's nemesis stole Lan Liang, who was still in his infancy, and put him behind his stone statue. Lan Liang seemed to be waving his hands and smiling at the man, babbling.

Yin Ning looked at the human cub with great interest, and then looked at the man holding the little blue beam and took out a dagger, pointed the sharp blade at the blue beam, but stopped before inserting it.

The opened dagger was placed in front of Xiao Lanliang like this, and the little guy was not afraid of death to grab the blade, Yin Ning casually picked up a small stone beside him and shot it out, hitting the dagger on the ground.

From the man's point of view, it was Xiao Lanliang who threw the dagger at him and fainted from fright.

Yin Ning gave Xiao Lanliang two "sucks" and heard the baby's laughter resounding in the huge hall.

He watched Xiao Lanliang break free from her swaddle and crawl towards him slowly.

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