me and my monster neighbor

Xu Lai sincerely wants to suggest that the owner of the knife shop and the owner of the sword hall jointly launch a two-piece set, buy one get one free, and sell it without tearing it down.

After Xu Lala repeatedly emphasized that "Dragon Slaying Saber and Demon Slaying Sword have their own strengths, he needs them both, but he has no preference", the owner of the knife shop and the owner of the sword shop finally nodded and agreed to customize the exclusive sword for Xu Lala.

The owner of the knife shop praised Xu Lai for no reason: "The young man is very nice, neither arrogant nor impatient, and has a really good temper."

Xu Lala thought in his heart: You are not bad, a stalking shopping guide needs self-knowledge.

Xu Lai originally thought that forging knives and casting swords would have to wait for at least half a month, but the owner of the knife shop and the owner of the sword hall said: "There are many semi-finished products of dragon-slaying knives and demon-slaying swords, and only the last process needs to be completed. Just engrave your name on the sword. It’s still early, let’s go back and start working immediately, and by tomorrow morning, we can basically finish the work.”

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the shadow of the sun is separated from the tree-lined greenway by the [-]th parallel line. It is almost noon at this time.

The owner of the knife shop and the owner of the sword hall are both vigorous and resolute figures. They wanted to leave Xu Lai's name, so they called their apprentices to enter the house and start working.

The large stoves in the knife shop and the sword hall were all lit, the bellows roared, the flames in the furnace were blown by the wind, and the temperature in the house continued to soar.

Xu Lai saw finished swords and swords all over the walls and shelves in the sword shops and sword halls. The styles of these finished products are also exactly the same, but the engravings on the blades are different. Some are called Xu Jianguo, some are called Chen Yuxin, and some are called Ding Maoxia... …

Moreover, almost all the names Xu Lai saw on the dragon-slaying blade in the knife shop can be found in the sword hall corresponding to the corresponding devil-slaying sword.The clerk in the shop told Xu Lai that these knives were replicas of the knives forged by the current knife shop owner since he took over the shop. They are not only souvenirs, but also display items in the shop.

Xu Lai didn't ask any more questions.

The two shops on the opposite side were bustling with activity. Xu Lai wandered around the knife shop and the sword hall respectively. He was the only idler in the audience. Since he stayed there, he was only in the way, and he was aggressively leading the four demon spirits. Visiting the "Arsenal" of the Human Prophet doesn't seem very good, especially when the Shenwu Turtle Snake and the Golden Winged Roc are muttering and exchanging information, which makes Xu Lai feel guilty that he is an adulterous and treasonous domestic thief.

Xu Lala realized this, so he decisively went out of the house to take a stroll.

The eight-meter advertising wall on the drying yard was very eye-catching. Xu Lai took a rough glance at the various and messy advertising slogans, and walked around to the back of the advertising wall. Xu Lai couldn't help squinting his eyes. He stretched out his hand to block the sun, and at the same time saw the "graffiti" painting on the back of the advertising wall.

To be precise, it should be called "mural painting".

Xu Lai walked around behind the advertising wall and looked at this mural with a sense of age.

Because of the age, the walls have been mottled, and the painted lines have fallen off. The outlines of the majestic mountains and the flowing water on the murals can no longer be seen clearly. Only large black blocks and gray-green tones are left on the walls. The background is like a boneless painting with direct impasto.

Xu Lala had to use his lifelong imagination to paint this painting. He could vaguely recognize a person in the painting, and a demon opposite this person. The size ratio between the two was about one to seven.

Combined with the background of the times and the nursery rhymes he learned in the village, Xu Lai can basically guess that this mural should be nominated for "Human Prophet vs. Demon".

The grey-brown prophet confronts a huge demon with a giant blade in his hand, which spews demon fire.

Xu Lala found the biggest doubt at a glance: the human prophet in the painting was suspended in mid-air, and the place under his feet was forced to be mosaic due to the peeling of the wall. Xu Lala couldn't see the complete picture, he could only imagine it out of thin air.

But one thing is indisputable: the murals completely deify the Prophet, a human hero. The Prophet is invulnerable to swords, guns, water and fire. The light of hope for the human race.

Shenwu Snake hissed, Jie Jie laughed and said: "The painting skills of the useless human race are really worrying, what is this painting?"

Shenwu Guishe has always been keen to belittle the human race in order to gain the confidence and pride of the monster race. Xu Lai was too lazy to talk to Shenwu Snake. He walked to the far left of the advertising wall and accidentally discovered that there were inscriptions on the mural.It’s just that it’s been in disrepair for a long time, and the handwriting is very blurry. Xu Lai can barely make out the first few words:

"There is an evil dragon in the north... its lin..."

It was very difficult for Xu Lai to recognize characters on the mottled wall. He squinted his eyes and tried to recognize the next sentence. Suddenly, a child's voice sounded next to him, and the pronunciation of the words was leaking, saying:

"There are evil dragons in the north. Their scales are so strong that no sword can hurt them, and their claws are as sharp as any sword."

Zhao Tienan, whose front teeth were leaking, put his hands behind his back, and finished reading the previous paragraph with a tone of reciting his head. He coughed and said, "It's not over yet." Then he shook his head counterclockwise and said:

"There are prophets in the south, who can slay dragons on their shoulders, invincible, and slay demons in their hands, unmatched."

After Zhao Tienan finished reciting two paragraphs, he raised his head and smiled at Xu Lai, revealing his hollow front teeth, like a football goal.

Shenwu Snake hissed, and complained mercilessly: "These two ballads are contradictory, right? There is no sword that can hurt the hardness of dragon scales, and no sword can compare to the sharpness of dragon claws. If there is no magic, then how can you shoulder the invincible Dragon Slayer?"

Xu Lale: "..."

These two nursery rhymes are really not rigorous.

Shenwu Gui stroked his logic: "Assuming that there is no knife harder than dragon scales, and no sword sharper than dragon claws, shouldn't dragon claws be used to attack dragon scales? Oh, that's a coincidence, isn't there a dragon scale in your schoolbag? There is a dragon."

Xu Lala thought it was reasonable, but the only unreasonable thing was that the "dragon claws" on Chuchu's body were not as big as his fingernails.

Zhao Tienan is undoubtedly the leader of the children in the village. No matter where he goes, other children will follow him.

As soon as Xu Lala heard the children's play, he looked up and saw the group of children rushing over to surround him.

The children were all curious about Xu Lala, the legendary "prophet". They looked at Xu Lala with their shiny black eyes, and wanted to learn the difference between Xu Lala and their Uncle Jie and Uncle Zhao.

I don't know which child asked first, "Can you fly now?" This sentence was like water droplets splashing into a hot oil pan, and it exploded in an instant. The children present all rushed to ask. question:

"Have you become a prophet of the human race now? Do you have three heads and six arms? What about the other two heads and other arms? Are you hiding them in your schoolbag?"

"Are you sure you won't be hungry if you don't eat?"

"Can you really defeat a monster?"

"Are you going to marry the daughter of the city lord?"

……

"Why do you look different from last time?"

Xu Lala frowned amidst the childish and childish language, and several of the questions caught his attention.

For example, "You won't be hungry if you don't eat", "Marry the daughter of the city lord", "You look different from last time".

Xu Lai backtracked and came to two strange conclusions: the human prophet does not need to eat, and the human prophet has a certain connection with the city lord's daughter.

But what Xu Lai cared most about was the phrase "Why do you look different from last time".

The person who asked this question was a little girl of two or three years old. She had a round, fleshy face and a pair of shiny black round eyes that looked like two black grapes. A baby fat face looked at Xu Lai.

Xu Lala pinched the little girl's chubby face and asked, "How am I different? Have you seen me before?"

The little girl showed two cute rabbit teeth when she smiled, and she said with a smile: "You look better now."

Zhao Tienan next to her laughed at her: "It's not a change, it's because you misidentified someone again, okay? This human prophet is new, and it's different from the previous ones."

Xu Lale grasped two key words:

again? (wrong person)

All? (no the same)

Xu Lai was surprised.

Although Xu Lai knows that the human prophet is just a general term, before him there were also traversers who came from different worlds, and those traversers naturally needed to go to Sword Village to receive the novice gift package, so it is not surprising that the villagers of Sword Village often see human prophets.But he originally thought that the frequency of human prophets appearing is not high, like a small probability event that a human prophet will appear in as short as three to five years, and as long as ten years. The conversation between the two children in front of him also overturned his guess.

Xu Lala asked: "When did the last human prophet before me come here?"

Zhao Tienan said, "It was a long time ago."

Xu Lala asked: "How long ago was it?"

Zhao Tie Nan just wanted to answer, but unexpectedly, Ji Sheng Nan raised his hand and answered: "It was two or three months ago!"

Zhao Tienan added anxiously: "It's only been three months, it was more than a month ago! It's close to two months, or exactly two months."

If Xu Lala remembers correctly, it has only been 40 days since he traveled to the demon world, nearly a month and a half.

That is to say, within half a month after the human race before Xu Lai came to Sword Village to receive the novice gift package, Xu Lai traveled to the world of monsters.

At this time, Xu Lala was only thinking of "can he be contacted", but the golden-winged roc, who specialized in the subject of human prophets before, shattered his fantasy: "Human prophets do not refer to just one person, but at the same time And in the same space, there is only one person."

The golden-winged roc didn't say it clearly, but Xu Lai understood it instantly: before Xu Lai traveled to the monster world, or on the same day, the last human prophet was gone.

As for the three words "not here", there are two extreme results: one is that he returns to the original world, and the other is that he dies in the demon world.

Based on the fact that Xu Lai knew that the condition for the prophet to return to the real world was to "kill the immortal god", the previous human prophet could only have the second ending.

he died.

And Xu Lala came.

Xu Lala leaned his back against the advertising wall, his body was heavy, his legs were like lead, he sat on the ground in a state of distraught, and he held his schoolbag in his arms, as carefully as if there were really two heads and four arms hidden in the schoolbag.

Xu Lala belatedly remembered that when he asked the last human prophet when he came here, Zhao Tienan answered him in five words:

"A long time ago"

——These five words made Xu Lai terrified thinking about it, and all the goosebumps stood up all over his body.

Xu Lai had to ask: "It's been less than two months since the last human prophet came here, but you think two months is a long time ago... Is it because the previous human prophets often came in and out here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Tienan nodded first, then shook his head, and said, "It's not the same master prophet who comes in and out of our village, but different master prophets have been here, sometimes a prophet comes in a month My lord, the fastest one came every half a month. However, there is another special situation, occasionally there will be awakened human prophets who come to Iron Village to receive swords, but this kind of situation is relatively rare."

Zhao Tienan once heard from his grandparents that the prophets of the human race came more frequently during the grandfather's generation, and a new face would appear in Datie Village every week.

Moreover, Xu Lai was different from other prophets, so when the children saw Xu Lai at the entrance of the village, they didn't realize for a while that this strange face was also a prophet.

Xu Lala asked, "What's the difference?"

Zhao Tienan replied: "The attitude is different! And you were only slightly injured."

Zhao Tienan pointed to the bandage on the back of Xu Lala's right hand.

In the eyes of the children, the human prophets who came to Sword Village can be divided into two types, one is unscathed, the other is scarred, and the third is only slightly injured like Xu Lai.

Moreover, the attitude of most of the human prophets towards the villagers is arrogant, or irritable, and they don't like to talk to ordinary humans.

Hearing this, Xu Lala lightly pressed his hand on the schoolbag. The fact that he was only slightly injured was due to Chu Chu. If Chu Chu hadn't been protecting him all the time, he would have been killed by lotus essence and white elephant essence in Zhongnan Cave. Take it apart and eat it.

Seeing that Xu Lala hadn't spoken, Zhao Tienan scratched his head and said, "Brother Prophet, I hope you can become a prophet of the human race as soon as possible after you take away the dragon-slaying knife and the demon-slaying sword. As long as you become a prophet of the human race, you will not be injured again. "

Xu Lai learned from Zhao Tie Nan that the so-called prophets of the human race have one thing in common with Xu Lai, that is, no matter how small the wound is, it will not heal. Not only the body loses its ability to heal itself, but also external application and internal administration cannot heal the wound.

Even after awakening to become a prophet of the human race, becoming a true immortal golden body, the existing wounds on his body can no longer be healed.