Don't be a scumbag

If you want to practice with a pangolin, it will be inconvenient to go back to heaven.In the end, he made a cold decision to return to the land where he originally lived with the pangolin.While flying in the air, the pangolin who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Xiangu, I want to pay homage to Fei Changfang's mother and Zhenniang."

At the beginning, he wanted to devour small ginseng essence to improve his cultivation, but it was not like killing innocent people.Fei Changfang's mother bit him and died of poisoning. Zhenniang was also poisoned and blinded. He is also responsible.Now that he has chosen to cultivate immortals, he must make a break with the past.

Hearing this, Leng Bingbing brought the pangolin to the two side by side graves.Fei Changfang's handwriting containing blood and tears is still as clear as yesterday.The pangolin sincerely kowtowed and apologized, and then went to clean up the newly sprouted grass.

"Although their bones are buried here, their souls have already been reincarnated, and it is useless for you to do this." He said coldly and rationally, "So, don't do things that you regret in the future, at least make a dog that can look up. A goblin worthy of heaven and earth."

"I see." The pangolin nodded, patted off the dirt on its body, and then came over, "I'm reborn now, Chuan Yi is not the original pangolin, don't worry, I will definitely follow you to cultivate."

"Children can be taught." Leng Bing nodded in praise. As a teacher, you must not be stingy with rewarding students.Sure enough, the pangolin blushed with excitement and grinned a big smile.

"Xiangu, let's go home." The pangolin said a little shyly, because of the word "home", the tips of the ears under the long gray hair were slightly red.

Leng Bingbing was a dull person, he didn't think too much, nodded, grabbed the pangolin and returned to the pangolin's lair.There are beautiful mountains and clear waters, abundant aura and inaccessible people, so all kinds of mountain spirits and monsters can be bred there.Pangolins live in such a natural but cruel world. They have no concept of ethics and morality, only the law of the jungle.

The trees in the forest are lush and lush, a few beams of sunlight flow quietly through the gaps in the leaves, and occasionally small animals pass by.The pangolin hadn't come back for a long time. He shrugged his nose and smelled a charming fragrance.

"Chuan Yi, your saliva is dripping down." He said coldly and disgustedly.

The pangolin hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off, his heart was filled with inward flow, and now he felt ashamed of things that he didn't care about before.But he didn't touch anything, and only then realized that he had been tricked.He embarrassingly promised: "I won't eat ants anymore, I'll be a vegetarian!" Ants are the pangolin's favorite food, but he decided to stop eating them in order to follow He Xiangu's footsteps.

Just thinking about those dark, densely packed ants, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.She pretended to say: "That's good, so you can do less evil, and you won't accumulate turbidity in your body." I haven't fooled people for many years, and now I have to regain it for the sake of my apprentice.

The pangolin endured the pain of blood dripping from his heart, and nodded bitterly, but his mouth still salivated uncontrollably, it was his nature and there was no way around it.

The days that followed were the happiest in the pangolin's life.Sleeping coldly on the only stone bed in the cave, the pangolin obediently lay down on the carpet and secretly laughed.When he was practicing, Leng Bingbing would guide him beside him.Not only that, Leng Bingbing will teach him to read and write, and understand more truths.

One day, the pangolin suddenly returned to the cave with an injured rabbit in his arms, only to see the immortal who told him to be a vegetarian eating a chicken leg.

Leng Bingbing was caught on the spot, without any guilty conscience, but calmly shook the chicken leg in his hand, and said temptingly: "The chicken leg is delicious, and honey is spread on it, do you want to eat some?"

The pangolin was indignant. It was hard enough for him to see the ants everywhere in the woods every day, but now he was still tempted.He firmly turned his face away, "I, Chuan Yi, will do what I say, and I will never break my word."

"Very good, you have a firm Dao heart, keep it up." Leng Bingbing patted the pangolin's shoulder, and then gnawed on the chicken leg with gusto.

"I will not disappoint your hope!" The pangolin's eyes were bright, and he showed the rabbit in his hand flatteringly, "The little rabbit was injured, I brought it back." Under the cold guidance, the pangolin gave the injured little The rabbit is smeared with medicine and bandaged.Under the cold approving gaze, the pangolin secretly showed an evil smile. He would never admit that the rabbit was actually hurt by him on purpose.

When it was time to go back to He's house, Leng Bingbing could only go back with the oil bottle pangolin. Of course, she was sure that the pangolin was harmless now, so she could safely expose her current parents.He's father and mother couldn't bear the monotonous life in the mountains, so every few years, they would change to another town to enjoy the excitement of the world.

As soon as Leng Bingbing entered the house, he was grabbed by Mama He to help. There are many guests today, but there are only two people, Father He and Mama.Rolling up his sleeves coldly, he said to the pangolin at the same time, "Sit in the room first, I'm going to help."

"I'm also very strong! I'm with you!" the pangolin said.

Leng Bingbing was in charge of adding water to the beans, and the pangolin was pushing the mill. The two cooperated tacitly, and the thick white juice flowed out quickly.

"Wipe off your sweat, I'll have some tofu." Leng Bingbing handed the pangolin a handkerchief, and the pangolin smiled happily.The pangolin was almost obsessed with watching the other party order tofu with brine, and at the same time resented that it had desecrated the other party with its evil thoughts.Leng Bingbing inadvertently caught a glimpse of the pangolin's eyes and frowned.

After such a long time, apart from Huang Liang who married Lu Dongbin in his dream, he only had contact with pangolins. Could it be that the mission target is pangolins?Leng Bingbing sighed, the key is that her current status is a fairy who cannot fall in love, and she doesn't like to do things that break the rules.

After the work in the tofu shop was over, Father He and Mother He sat on the chairs and beat their arms and waists. They liked this kind of busy life.Leng Bing Bing is full of energy to cook and cook.

The pangolin respectfully brought tea and water to He's father and mother, and presented the gift he had prepared, and then stood aside and introduced himself, "Hi, my name is Chuanyi."

"My daughter is so old, she is finally willing to bring a man home." Mother He said with emotion, it is purely because the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her, the more she likes her.Hearing this, the pangolin became even more rigid, but he didn't want to say anything to refute.

On the contrary, the boss of Father He reluctantly said sour words: "Old lady, you forgot, our daughter has already become a fairy, and gods cannot fall in love." As the saying goes, a daughter is the little lover of his father in his previous life. You won't have a good face.

"Hey, I'm old and confused." Mother He glanced at the pangolin regretfully, and sighed. She would never see her daughter wearing a red wedding dress in her life.

Walked over coldly, and explained with a smile: "This is my new apprentice, who followed me to cultivate immortality. Mother, even if I don't get married, I can still live a good life. Who stipulated that women will not be happy without love?" ?” Behind her, the dishes and dishes floated in mid-air, lined up neatly, and jumped and landed on the table.

The cold words made the pangolin turn pale and lost.

After the dead man finished eating, he coldly led the pangolin to the kitchen, pulled out a kitchen knife, "I'll show you how to do it." While speaking, she supported the white tofu on the chopping board, and quickly raised the knife and dropped it.The silken tofu finally turned into a soft puddle, like slime.However, when the cold tofu is put into the water and fiddled with lightly, it becomes thousands of strands of silk.

"It's amazing." The pangolin exclaimed.

"You can too, but the key is whether you have a firm heart, study hard and practice hard." Just talk but don't practice fake moves, just practice don't talk about stupid moves.Leng Bingbing thought maybe she could use another way to guide the pangolin.Just like in Meteor Butterfly Sword, it is not necessary to get married.

"I know that the road to cultivating immortality is extremely difficult and I have to keep accumulating merits, but I will not give up." Pangolin stared at the shredded tofu and said slowly.

"Okay, then, I'll take you to another place." Leng Bingbing grabbed the pangolin's sleeve, and in a flash, he moved to a hot spring cave.Steam was steaming on the pool water, and after a while, the pangolin was already sweating.

He pointed coldly at the open space in the center of the pool, on which was a piece of jade as tall as a person.When she changed her backhand, she conjured a chisel tool. "This used to be the place where I practiced. If you chisel that piece of jade into an arhat, your xinxing power will be greatly improved." After finishing speaking, he left coldly.

The pangolin flew to the open space in the middle of the pool, sweating while carving jade.Unknowingly, however, Arhat did not appear, but gradually appeared as a pretty woman.Because he has the body of a goblin, every time the hammer hits, his bones will ache like cracks, but he can't stop.

The jade man's appearance became clearer and clearer. The pangolin was pale, and gently kissed the jade man's lips, cold and ruthless.The goblin's predatory nature urges him to pursue him, and he is desperate to get He Xiangu's favor.But thinking of the other party's resistance, the pangolin just shed a drop of tears, and then patted the jade figure he had carved with great pain into powder, and melted it into the boiling hot spring water.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will start and end, a pot of stew, okay~