After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Ning Buwei followed the prestige and saw Da Huang rushing straight at him with his tongue flicked.

He hesitated for a moment between reaching out to catch it and raising his foot to kick, and just as he was about to lift his foot, Rhubarb stopped in front of him consciously.

"Woof!" Rhubarb flicked his tail vigorously, "I can finally speak, the fuck is really suffocating woof!"

Ning Buwei grabbed it by the dog's ears and said coldly, "Who are you with?"

"Woof~" Rhubarb flicked his tail happily, "Chengfeng Chengfeng, I can talk now! You used to secretly feed me bones in Ningfu, do you remember? Pillow snatched my kennel and ended up being—oooh?"

Ning Buwei pinched his dog's mouth, with a cold face, "Nonsense."

Rhubarb put his head on him, and his tail flew up.

The sky began to rain thinly and densely again, Chu Jun saw this and said: "Go into the room and tell."

Ning Buwei had no choice but to let go of its dog mouth.

Da Huang took small steps and muttered: "Thank you so much for your help, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know when I would be able to talk, Chengfeng is really right to find you as a Taoist partner, when are you going to hold a Taoist couple ceremony? You two are not too young, what should you do, and give Ning Xiusheng a few younger brothers and sisters!?"

After burning incense, Rhubarb had a big bump on his head, covered his head with the dog's paw and lay on the ground with tears in his eyes, "Why are you still beating the dog?"

Ning Buwei looked at it carefully, "Are you the black suan who guarded the gate of Ning Mansion back then?"

"Wow! That's right! It's my uncle!" Rhubarb stood up and shook his body, and transformed into a majestic big black dog at first, and then his figure changed, revealing the original body of a six-legged alien beast, pitch black Scarlet runes were painted on his skin, he was wearing many iron chains, and he wore a beast-binding collar around his neck, and a cute little yellow bell was hung on the collar.

"I still keep the little bell you gave me! Woof!" Rhubarb plucked it with one paw, and the bell immediately made a crisp sound.

Regarding the stupid things done at the age of seven or eight, Ning Buwei refused to recall, and decisively changed the subject, "When did you find me?"

"Woof~" Rhubarb scratched his chin and changed back into the appearance of a little yellow milk dog. His original rough male voice became milky, "My original body was destroyed and only my soul remained. After sleeping for 500 years, I was in Linjiang City. I woke up after smelling the smell of green vines, and I happened to meet you feeding a baby in the carrier building, so I hid in the spoon, and somehow became Ning Xiu’s contracted beast, and I went back to With a physical body, Wang~"

Ning Buwei pinched the back of its neck and put it on the table, "What happened to the Ning family back then?"

Da Huang sat down in front of him, shaking his head, "I don't know, it's just that Ning Xingyuan was a little weird during that time, and there was a very annoying person who followed him all the time."

"Who?" Ning Buwei asked.

"I haven't been able to see what he looks like, but I remember his smell. It stinks, and it smells even worse now." Da Huang said: "He killed Ning Xingyuan! Now he wants to hurt Ning Xiu!"

Ning Buwei's expression froze, "Isn't Du Lu?"

Rhubarb shook his head, "Before Du Lu couldn't even beat me, Ning Xingyuan... still entrusted me to take care of you, but unfortunately I didn't even run out of the gate, it was so dangerous that the soul and primordial spirit hid there, but the injury was too serious and fell into fell asleep..."

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A few days later, the mortal world.

"The new county magistrate from the county seems to be quite young, and he is the candidate for this year's imperial examination!"

"Why can't this Tanhualang think about coming to Shuangjing, a place where birds don't shit?"

"Hey, who knows..."

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and a group of long-term workers hid under the shade of a tree near the official road, drinking water and eating, chatting while eating.

"Anyway, life is getting more and more difficult now. The war in the north has been going on all the time. In another year, I will take my wife and children to the south. Anyway, with the craftsmanship passed down from my ancestors, I won't die of hunger." A younger man dropped the mud on the soles of his shoes.

"Li San, your ancestors were from Yuquan Village, right?" Someone asked him.

Li San nodded.

"Hey, hundreds of years ago, the jade craftsmen in Yuquan Village entered the annals of history. The ancestor of the well-known Peiyu craftsman in the capital also came from Yuquan. Why didn't you think of using this to make money and farming here with us? "

Li San shook his head, "The family instructions passed down by the ancestors are not allowed to be done, and we will talk about it when we really can't get along."

"It's really..."

"Hey, speaking of Yuquan Village, hasn't it been haunted by ghosts before? I heard from a relative who worked in the government office that our county magistrate doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and when he rests, he will personally take someone to investigate and dispel the rumors."

"The new official took office three times, and the large tracts of fertile land in the ghost village are all deserted. It's not that the previous county magistrate didn't think about it, or it didn't work. Li San, did your ancestors pass down any words?"

Li San's expression changed slightly, then he scratched his head, and said with a silly smile, "We moved to Lianhua Village hundreds of years ago, and we don't know anything about it."

A group of men were chattering and beating, and some of them had already fallen asleep and were snoring loudly. At this moment, someone came on horseback from the official road and stopped in front of them.

Li San didn't sleep because he had something on his mind, and happened to see the two of them.

The two looked about 24 or [-] years old, about the same tall and tall, and the clothes they wore could not be seen to be made of any material, but they looked elegant and good-looking, with an indescribable extravagance.

One of them was dressed in black, with extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes, but his face was a little impatient and not very kind. The man in white standing next to him looked ordinary, smiled at him, and asked, "Young man?" Friends, may I ask if the front is Shuangjing County?"

Li San nodded quickly, stood up and showed him the way, "Go forward for more than ten miles, pass through a piece of apricot forest, and you will see the city gate. Now the sun is high——"

As he spoke, he looked at the two men, only to find that their expressions were normal, with no trace of sweat on their faces, and he said with a dry smile, "The two young masters will be able to arrive in half an hour on horseback."

"Thank you." The man in white smiled at him, and then the two got on their horses and quickly disappeared on the official road.

Li San stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, when someone next to him kicked him, "What are you doing?"

Li San was not annoyed, he lay down under the shade of a tree and fell asleep.

On the official road, Ning Buwei tugged on the reins, the horse stopped, he felt the water bag and drank a few mouthfuls, because he drank a little too fast, a lot of his front was wet.

He subconsciously wanted to use a little cleaning technique, but he did it halfway before realizing that there was no spiritual power in the mortal world, so he took another two sips in anger.

Chu Jun in front stopped his horse and turned back to look at him, "When we enter the city, let's find an inn to rest, and then go to Yuquan Village tomorrow."

There was a burning pain in the inner thigh, Ning Buwei frowned and nodded.

Chu Jun said: "But riding a horse is uncomfortable?"

Ning Buwei shook his head, clamped his legs into the horse's belly, "It's okay, let's go!"

Chu Jun had no choice but to keep up.

Ning Buwei has lived in Seventeen States since he was born, he can fly with a sword at the age of seven or eight, and occasionally ride some spirit beasts, most of them also fly with wings. Riding a horse is completely unfamiliar and unnecessary to him .

And because of the various things before, Ning Buwei has never been to the mortal world, horse riding is a new learning, and the mortal world has no spiritual power, and the meridians of the whole body are not running smoothly, as if stuffed with a lot of cotton——

In the cultivation world before, even if he completely lost his meridians, he didn't feel the discomfort of not doing anything, which directly made him a little irritable.

When he arrived in Shuangjing County, Ning Buwei was covered in a thin layer of sweat. Under the scorching sun, he led his horse and huddled among the bustling crowd. All kinds of gazes from around him made him wish he could teleport quickly. .

Chu Jun, who was a few steps behind him, led his horse to catch up, and put the cap in his hand on Ning Buwei's head.

Ning Buwei wanted to take it off, but Chu Jun grabbed his hand, "It can shade the sun, so it's cooler."

He licked his dry lips, "If I knew it, I would have asked you to put those things on my face."

Before leaving, Chu Jun put those skins on his face, and he laughed mercilessly, but now he is forced to wear a hat.

"It will be stuffy if you put the mask on." Chu Jun glanced at his sunburned face and neck, and covered his raised veiled cap, "There is an inn ahead."

Ning didn't feel that the top of his head was steaming because of the heat, and his whole body was a little dizzy, and he was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery of the mortal world, and only hoped that he could arrive at the inn sooner.

Chu Jun went to tie the horse in the backyard, Ning Buwei followed Xiaoer into the room first, and the moment he entered the door, he was smothered by the dull heat and stale smell.

When Chu Jun went upstairs, he saw the big devil who was causing trouble in the cultivation world squatting listlessly at the door, his face full of lovelessness, and fanning the wind vigorously with his hat in his hand.

"Why don't you go in?" Chu Jun lowered his head and asked.

"Get some fresh air outside." Ning Buwei answered his question, but obviously had no intention of going in.

Chu Jun pushed the door open and went in for a while, then came out and stretched out his hand, "Get up."

Ning Buwei had no choice but to hold his hand reluctantly and stood up. As a result, the whole room was much cooler than before, and the original rotten smell was replaced by a faint fragrance. He turned around in a little surprise, Sure enough, a few strange talisman papers were found at the bedside door and behind the window.

"Although there is no spiritual power in the mortal world, some talisman papers with spiritual power can still be used." Chu Jun said, "Is it better now?"

Ning Buwei nodded lazily, sat on the edge of the table and drank the last sip from the water bag, feeling like a fish dying on the shore.

Chu Jun sat next to him, pasted talisman papers on several of his acupuncture points, and wiped off the sweat from his forehead, "The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the suppression in the mortal world. Many monks I came here to practice in the mortal world while I was young and my cultivation level was not high, otherwise I would not be able to bear it suddenly."

For example, Ning Buwei, who is more than 500 years old, is the first time to come here. Without the aura of the cultivation world, he is like a fish swimming out of the water on the shore. It is definitely unbearable.

Ning Buwei lay down on the table lifelessly, reached out and tugged on Chu Jun's sleeve, "A little more."

"Huh?" Chu Jun let him roll up his sleeves.

"Amulet paper." Ning Buwei felt that even his words smelled of burnt.

Chu Jun reached out to lift his chin, "Open your mouth."

Ning Buwei opened his mouth in a trance, and a cold elixir slipped down his throat, and strands of spiritual power slowly spread along his extraordinary meridians.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally felt as if he had come to life. A faint bitter smell spread from his mouth and nose, almost exactly the same as the scent he used to smell from Chu Jun before.

"What kind of elixir is this?" Ning Buwei lay down on the table and looked at Chu Jun.

Chu Jun paused for a moment, and said, "It's just an ordinary Yangyuan Pill."

Ning Buwei narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Why are you guilty?"