Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

street market.

Lan Liang sucked the candied haws expressionlessly, but he could feel that he was in a good mood.

But there are also people who are in a bad mood, bearded with a gong in his left hand and a mallet in his right, and carrying a basket with a lot of rotten grass and leaves on his back, and gave him a rustic name called Da Zhuang.

The bearded man wondered how the two characters sounded like a dog's name. Of course, Da Zhuang also protested, but the little prince just stood there and stared at him.Although Xiao Shizi looked expressionless, Da Zhuang tasted a little bit of grievance from it.Rao was an emotionally indifferent killer, but the bearded man was defeated by his eyes.

Of course, it's not all about the eyes, it's just that Da Zhuang always feels that there is something dreadful about this little prince, as if he was born with it, and people dare not ignore it easily.

The client, Lan Liang, only felt happy that he picked up a lot of herbs for nothing, so he bought himself a candied haws as a reward. Of course, the money was paid by Da Zhuang, and he was only responsible for eating.

"Xiao Shizi." Da Zhuang couldn't bear it any longer, and passed the gong forward in his hand: "It's all right if you ask me to pull up the rotten grass for you, why do you want to buy a gong?"

Lan Liang: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Da Zhuang's voice was raised a little bit. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that several groups of people on the road looked at him like a fool, and they were a little wary.

"Brother said there was going to be a war today."

The current situation is that every country lives and works in peace and prosperity, and it is most undesirable to fight at this juncture, but who knows the ambition of the emperor.Da Zhuang looked at the gong in his hand, "Then this gong... is used to report messages?"

In an instant, Da Zhuang felt that the fate of the country was in his hands. Lan Liang glanced at him inexplicably, looked at Da Zhuang's passionate and firm eyes, and sympathetically handed over the remaining half bunch of candied haws.

In fact, it's just getting tired of eating, and throwing it away is a waste, so it's better to give this human-shaped scum bucket.

"What time is it?" Lan Liang asked again, and took out the sundial-like thing Hu Ke gave him to look at.

"Second watch." Lan Liang pointed at the stick: "That."

Da Zhuang handed the mallet over, and before he had time to react, he heard a "boom", and then he was numb from the shock, as if he had experienced a catastrophe, and suddenly woke up like a dream, Instantly felt like a monk.

In order to respect this feeling, Da Zhuang clasped his hands together and faced the west, and then said very sincerely: "My Buddha is merciful."

"There is a bag in the head." Soy Sauce scolded him.

Lan Liang ignored them, and made two more "boom bangs". After knocking, he lowered his head and looked at his toes, kept glancing around, and muttered softly: "Dry sky, dry things, be careful, fire candles..."

The voice of speaking became smaller and smaller, and finally it sounded like a mosquito humming.Da Zhuang couldn't stand it anymore, took back the mallet, and struck it with great momentum, with a strong tone: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candles!!"

Lan Liang was greeted with the sound of a gong, and the sound in his ears made his whole body numb. Lan Liang rubbed his sore ears, and snatched back the half-bunch of candied haws given to Da Zhuang.

Da Zhuang: "..."

Before they could say anything in the future, the two felt a slight vibration on the ground. This vibration was felt by passers-by. One of them looked at the ground: "Earthquake?"

He said in horror: "A disaster has struck!"

"Run!" The man ran away: "There is a disaster!!"

"Roar!"

Lan Liang's ears moved. The sound seemed to be that a ferocious beast was galloping underground. He looked at the gravel that was shaken up from time to time.

"Soy sauce, become real."

Soy sauce was very helpless, "I was sealed by your master's scabbard."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Liang tore off the yellow talisman sealed on the scabbard. When the yellow talisman was uncovered, it ignited spontaneously. Lan Liang threw the yellow talisman away, and it burned up in the air.Twirling his burned fingers and looking at the candied haws that fell on the ground, Lan Liang glanced at Da Zhuang, then stared behind him with wide eyes, and rushed towards him.

As a killer, Da Zhuang reacted extremely quickly. He pulled out the accessories he carried with him, turned around and stabbed him. The opponent was a thick-skinned man, and the sword broke in two instead of piercing it.Face to face with the thick-skinned thing, he sighed, "It's so ugly."

The ferocious beast seemed to be able to understand people's words, roared at Da Zhuang, and raised its hoof as if it was about to fly him.Da Zhuang quickly lay down on the ground and rolled, and quickly reached a place where the murderer could not see. Lan Liang raised his sword and stepped on the corner of its nose lightly, and slightly pressed on the top of the beast's head. Not knowing what it was, Lan Liang poked the thick-skinned guy with a sword: "Pig, cow, red deer, go back to where you should go."

The ferocious beast given the name of "pig, cow, red deer": "..."

It hummed twice in dissatisfaction, as if expressing its dissatisfaction with this title.

Lan Liang patted its skin and lay down on the beast: "What did you say?"

"Hooho."

The ferocious beast lowered its head, pointing the horn on the tip of its nose to the ground. Although Lan Liang couldn't understand what the beast said, he understood what it meant and slid down its horn.

The ferocious beast seemed to have its own consciousness, and it didn't rampage at will. From time to time, it "roared" at Lanliang, as if it was confiding.

"Yeah." Lan Liang echoed it, stroking its horns: "Thank you for your hard work."

Da Zhuang was surprised for a moment, "Do you understand?"

Lan Liang glanced at him sideways, then shook his head unreasonably: I don't understand at all.

"You are really..." Da Zhuang thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any adjectives, and only gestured to him to express his admiration.

Lan Liang didn't take it seriously, the beast confided for a long time, sighed and sat on the ground, hooked Lan Liang's small satchel with the horn, opened it with the horn, and tapped the yellow talisman: "Ho Ho."

"Hooho."

Lan Liang: "Ho Ho?"

Originally, it was just a try, but the beast suddenly became excited: "Ho Ho!"

It drew a few words on the ground with its horn: Duan Qianhege.

Soy sauce looked at the writing on the ground, then at the beast: "Is this your name?"

"Hoohoo!"

"It's strange, a beast has a name."

Lan Liang recalled what the beast wanted to express to him, the yellow talisman, the name, did he want him to write its name on the yellow talisman?

Trying to take out a brush, the beast became more and more excited, and carefully touched the blue beam with the tip of the pen, as if urging something.

Lan Liang wrote those four characters on the talisman paper. This talisman paper is no worse than ordinary paper. The characters are not easy to write at all. Lan Liang wrote the name like a ghost drawing talisman on it, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking it on the beast's face. On the corner: "Okay."

A flash of light flashed, and the beast in front of it shrank sharply, turning into a white light ball, and finally turned into a boy as big as a fish-blue beam, which was quite different from his beast shape. The boy had red lips and white teeth. He was wearing white clothes. Like someone ripped it off.Lan Liang looked at him and tilted his head, and the boy followed Lan Liang's example and tilted his head.

"You are--"

The young man nodded impatiently, when he heard Lan Liang say, "Pig, cow, red deer."

The young man was obviously choked up, his voice was a bit feminine, and he corrected his name: "Duan Qianhege."

But Lan Liang's attention was obviously not here. He looked at the talisman paper in front of Duan Qianhege's forehead, and moved his fingers to tear it off. Okay, this, you can keep the human appearance."

"Hege doesn't want to become a beast anymore." The last sentence was whispered: "I don't want to be ugly anymore."

Lan Liang glanced at the sky, terrible!If you don't go back, you will be scolded!

I can no longer control these people, and run away when I start messing around.When Lan Liang came all of a sudden, they thought something serious happened, and they also ran after him. Lan Liang felt puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He didn't want to be punished.

>>>

After half a column of incense.

Return to a family, Tuzi Mountain.

The surroundings were silent, without any disturbance, Lan Liang walked towards the house as if nothing had happened, and a deep and magnetic male voice came behind him: "Stop."

This voice could not be his master Yin Ning.

Lan Liang ran over as usual, trying to pounce on Yin Ning, but Yin Ning didn't let him succeed, every time the little guy made a mistake, he wanted to pretend that nothing happened, and he just flung himself on him.Usually, as long as he didn't make any serious mistakes, he would go with Lan Liang, but this time, although Yin Ning was smiling, he could vaguely feel the great anger beneath that smile.

Yin Ning gently pushed him back: "Huh? Good disciple?"

"Why don't you explain to me why you brought two strange men back?"

Lan Liang wanted to explain, but looking at Yin Ning's eyes, he could only say dryly, "Yes, I picked it up."

"Heh." Yin Ning sarcastically said, "Picking up two men back, you are really talented."

"Where is Yangsheng Hall here?" Yin Ning pointed at the two people: "When will you take them away, take them away, until I can't see you, then come back."

After all, Yin Ning locked all the doors in the house without waiting for everyone's reaction. Lan Liang stepped forward and pushed them, but he couldn't push them. One sentence: "If you destroy a door and a window in the house, you will never have to come back."

Lan Liang's hand barely stopped in the air, unable to fall, he blinked his eyes obediently and admitted his mistake: "Master, I was wrong."

"Oh." There was another snort.

Lan Liang: "..."

Someone behind him tugged on his sleeve, Duan Qianhege looked at him: "I'm sorry, sorry."

Lan Liang didn't reply to him, he knew it had nothing to do with Duan Qianhege, it was because the master was jealous when he saw that he had two more good friends, and after standing in front of the door for so long, he became more and more impatient, his temper also came up, and he kicked him angrily. He kicked the door and turned to leave.

"I let you go?"

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