Fu Zhu

in the crowd.

Only then did the butcher come to his senses, and chased him far away with his knife in hand, but he couldn't let go of his own meat stall.

The gray figure was a bit bigger than the average mouse, and it was so dirty that its original fur color could no longer be seen, it just sprinted all the way with the chicken leg in its mouth.

A few urchins on the street hurriedly picked up the bamboo poles and chased after the butcher.Every few steps this group of boys chased, they would beat forward with bamboo poles. Occasionally, the mouse would stagger when it was beaten, even turning its belly upside down.

While beating and chasing, the urchins approached the dense forest on the outskirts of the village without knowing it.The gray image rushed towards the forest as if seeing a life-saving straw.Some urchins wanted to chase again, but suddenly saw a wild fox squatting in Linkou, whose fur color was as bright as rouge, they couldn't help being timid, and stopped one after another.

But the mouse seemed to see a savior, and ran straight over.

The fox didn't wag its tail until Huiying ran up to it, turned its head slowly, and entered the dense forest.

The gray shadow followed it all the time, circling around his hind legs, and after a while he finally said, "I knew you would come to pick me up."

The wild fox raised its tail, and its bright red fur was as bright as the clouds.

Gray Shadow rubbed against the tree trunk, wiping off all the mud, and then barely saw that it was a little fox the size of a mouse, with the chicken leg still in its mouth, and his speech was a little vague: "Monster, you His skin...is healed? It's so beautiful."

The wild fox looked back at him, and said displeasedly: "Didn't I say that, you have to re-train the inner alchemy, don't eat meat for three years, wait until these three years have passed before eating."

Xiaohu looked at him, and said vaguely: "I won't eat it, I stole it for you...you just happen to want to make up for it."

Saying that, afraid that the big fox would not believe it, he ran a few steps quickly, stood in front of him, spat out the chicken leg on the ground, pushed it with his nose, and arched in his direction.

The wild fox stopped suddenly, its long and narrow eyes widened, and it took a while to pick up the chicken leg.After thinking for a while, he lowered his front paws and said, "Come up."

The little fox was taken aback, and asked several times: "Monster, seriously..."

It wasn't until the wild fox crouched down a little more that the little fox joyfully jumped onto the fox's back, and the dirty paw tightly hugged the wild fox's neck.

The wild fox carried him for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Hua Yang, come and listen to a tune."

The little fox was stunned for a moment, and then hummed softly: "I was walking and heard the rooster crowing, and when I looked up suddenly, I saw the red sun rising tide. Looking down, I saw Yangguan Avenue..."

There seemed to be a little smile in the wild fox's voice, and he smiled vaguely while holding the chicken leg in his mouth: "Huayang, why do you always sing this song?"

The little fox flicked his tail, and became angry from embarrassment: "I only know this one, are you tired of listening to it?"

The wild fox sneered for a while, and continued to carry him forward.

Many years ago, on this mountain, under the old locust tree, who made a life-long bet with whom, and the fog that poured into the sky covered his eyes.Looking up, I found that there are straight flower trees on both sides of the mountain road, and the petals are as numerous as snow, falling from the extremely high trees.

Many years later, the man was lying on the branch of the old locust tree, his scarlet robe hanging from the branches and leaves.

"People say that those who sleep next to an ant's nest can dream of emperors, those who sleep among flowers can dream of romance, and those who sleep in front of quicksand can dream of gold. Huayang, what about you and me..."

Huayang had already picked up a sleeve of Sophora japonica flowers under the tree, but he just stared back when he heard this.

With you by my side, what more dreams do I need?

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Fanwai is the king's prisoner

The moment he re-entered the cage, what Han Yilou thought the most was how to cut the little Taoist priest into pieces.

He was originally the number one monster in the human world, born with the essence of heaven and earth. For more than 2000 years, he has never walked out of the mountain where he lives.

Unexpectedly, one day, hundreds of Taoist priests suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, and they fought round after round around him. If he was not careful, he would peel the skin and go out the pill, and he was imprisoned for nearly a hundred years without any care.

This change had already caused Han Yilou's disposition to change drastically, but he did not expect disasters to follow one after another.

100 years later, the seal that held him back was blown by wind and rain, and finally a hole was torn. He came out of the seal, sitting on a tree, cynical, and took the first breath of free air. The chains that bound his hands have not yet broken Suddenly, I saw a little Taoist priest fetching water happily passing under the tree.

With a single thought, I strike up a conversation.

With another thought, he appeared handsome and unrestrained in human form.

Unexpectedly, such a handsome, unrestrained and evil appearance scared the little Taoist so much that he ran away as soon as he finished fetching water.

Han Yilou waited on the tree for a while, still thinking about waiting for him to come back. No one has spoken for 100 years, and it is really lonely and difficult.Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, it was hundreds of Taoist priests who came back, each with a dust whisk in their hands, and there was another bloody wheel battle around him.

As he was beating, he heard the little Taoist shouting in the crowd: "Catch the fox demon! Just beat him to death, and I'll be the one! Brother, come on! Great uncle!"

The more Han Yilou listened, the more angry he became, wishing he could tear him apart and eat him.

Unexpectedly, just as soon as he lost his mind, Zhang Leihuo was hit on the head by the Great God Talisman, and was locked back under the seal.This bloody enmity is truly irreconcilable——

However, on the second day, Han Yilou had a new understanding of the deep hatred.

The old seal has been broken, and the urgent task is to re-seal it.The fox stared at the entrance of the cave, ready to wait for an opportunity to flee back to the mountain. Just as he saw a gap, a group of old Taoist priests led the young Taoist priest in through the entrance of the cave.

In front of him, the little Taoist cut his wrists and bled, and carefully painted a new seal with the blood.

Han Yilou stared, somewhat disbelieving that it was this person again, as if ten thousand horses were galloping and roaring in his heart.

When the group of people finished painting the seal and went out, he still couldn't believe it. Could it be that this person's blood is black dog blood, and if you sprinkle it, you can stop the monster?Strange power and chaos!

Indignantly, the fox demon stepped forward to try out his front paw, and after a while, he retreated angrily holding his injured front paw.

What a powerful blood formation, what a hateful Taoist priest.

Obviously only one step away, only one step away from being able to successfully escape from prison, and then go back to be pampered——

What kind of cramp did I have to think of saying such a boring thing to that person, ruining my bright future for the next ten years.

Year after year, every morning, the little Taoist could be seen running past the cave and going straight to the stream to fetch water.After fetching water, he went back to the entrance of the cave to cut his veins and let out blood.

Han Yilou saw that the seal was getting newer day by day, and there was no possibility of it being damaged by wind and sun, so he couldn't help but feel very depressed.In the past, I dug a hole every now and then, trying to dig a tunnel out of the mountain, but now I don’t dig a hole, I don’t drink the dew, and I close my eyes and wait for death all day.

When the little Taoist went to draw the seal at the entrance of the cave again, what he saw was this mass of things in their original form lying there motionless.While bleeding, he looked into the hole hesitantly: "Hey, dead?"

After a while, when no one responded, the voice became louder: "Is he really dead?"

Under the physical and mental trauma, Han Yilou remained motionless, and a new personality such as violence, cruelty, withdrawn and domineering was slowly brewing.

Unexpectedly, the next day, someone covered his face with a black cloth and hesitantly placed a meat bun at the entrance of the cave.

The man squatted beside him for a while, seeing that Han Yilou was not moving, he stretched out his hand and pushed the bun in.

Han Yilou squinted his eyes and didn't even bother to look at him.

Although it was covered with a black cloth——but the undried bloody smell on that person was not the Taoist priest I hated, hated, and hated the most.

Having said that, the hateful little Taoist was really afraid that he would die just like that, so he insisted on fetching water every day, but he was not yet grown up, and he was small, so he took a few steps with the bucket, and most of the water was spilled; He insisted on cutting his pulse at the entrance of the cave every day, but the more blood he bleeds, the skinnier he became; every day he insisted on covering his face and putting a meat bun at the entrance of the cave...

The little Taoist always said: "Why don't you eat it? This was my favorite food in the past... Guanli doesn't make meat buns, I have to go down the mountain to buy them..."

When he said this, he tightly covered his face with the black cloth and waved his hands vigorously: "Don't get me wrong! I'm not from the temple! Really not!"

Han Yilou trampled the buns vigorously every day to feed the ants, and this was the first time he knew that this person took a long way to buy them.So, do you want to try to take a bite?I haven't eaten meat for more than [-] years. Thinking about it this way, I'm really hungry...

The little masked Taoist carefully lifted the bun over the seal, and fed it to the skinless meat ball in front of him.Han Yilou was still in the battle between heaven and man, and suddenly saw the steamed stuffed bun on his lips, and finally couldn't help but take a sip, of course, it was just a small sip.

The masked Taoist laughed contentedly, and said naggingly: "You stay here, I will bring you food every day, don't go out to harm others, why do you have to eat human flesh, meat buns are so good ..."

Han Yilou's eyes widened, who taught him?Monsters will not hurt people casually, and he has never eaten human flesh. Instead, he has abided by the law and abided by the way of monsters for more than 2000 years.

So, the reason why he exposed himself was because he was afraid that he would harm others?

Stupid!Strange power and chaos!

If there is a chance in the future, we must seek revenge on him, and at the same time teach him well, what is a real monster.

The monster in people's mouth...can it be called a monster?

Many years passed in a blink of an eye, Han Yilou cultivated the human form from the original form, and returned to the original form from the human form, and then from...but, finally abducted the damn little Taoist priest back then.

To seek revenge...still seek every day; to teach...still to teach every day.

Han Yilou specially prepared a bamboo board to beat the Taoist's palm.

"Huayang, you haven't taken care of your body well yet, so you shouldn't eat meat. Who told you to eat meat! How dare you say no? There are still beads of oil hanging from your beard!"

It's time to fight!Clap!

"Huayang, why did you scratch your skin again! How many times have I told you! As soon as I smell the blood on your body, I feel dizzy and frightened! How dare you not take care of yourself in the future! How dare you!"

It's time to fight!Clap clap!

"Huayang, why are you going to catch fugitives again! Didn't the rabbit just steal a white radish from someone else, so what? When will you get rid of your snitching habit!"

Huayang was very helpless: "I know! Don't expose fugitives, be tolerant, be friendly, chat more, discuss where you sleep and what kind of dreams you will have..."

Han Yilou raised his eyebrows, held the bamboo board, lifted it up fiercely, and lowered it gently.

"Wrong again, only for me..."

——The end of the episode "Prisoner for the King"