Abandoned son to become god

Everyone glanced at the two of them in an indescribable manner. You must know that although the Xuanyuan Dynasty did not reject Longyang's addiction, it did not advocate it, so it goes without saying that they dislike Shen and Qi.

Shen Qi took the opportunity to pinch Zong Heng's thin waist a few times, feeling Zong Heng's body stiffen suddenly, a smile could not help showing on the corner of his lips, and his arms hugged him even tighter.

Zong Heng seemed to lose his breath now, he knew that Shen Qi did it on purpose, but it didn't matter, as long as he was willing to get close.

Shen Qi wanted to try how much Zong Heng liked his face, but the result of the experiment did not make him so happy.

However, the path that I have walked, the knife under the sky has to continue.

So Shen Qi propped up his upper body seemingly unintentionally, took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe away his tears, and sighed weakly and artificially: "I'm sorry for my frail body, and I'm a girl's house, so it's quite inconvenient to move around, so I can only disguise myself as a man." , I also encountered a lot of difficulties on the way, and I came here after a while, and now it is dark, I wonder if all the kind-hearted people can take our husband and wife for a night."

As soon as these words came out, the doubts in everyone's eyes were a little bit less. After all, the weak can easily arouse the sympathy of others, but the timing of Shen Qi and the two of them appearing was too coincidental, so although the strong man looked hesitant , and finally said: "Well, there is an abandoned house not far from the village, you can live there."

"Xu Wei!" Suddenly a panic-stricken person came out of the crowd, he was obviously stunned when he saw Shen Qi and Zong Heng, but he quickly approached the strong man, who was also called Xu Wei, and muttered After saying a few words, Xu Wei's complexion changed slightly, and after pointing to the two men to take Shen Qi and Zong Heng to find a house, he left in a grandiose way with another person.

Shen Qi wanted to find out a few words, so he had a gag chat with him on the road, but he really got out of him, mainly because Shen Qi was exquisite and beautiful, seemingly indistinguishable from male and female, and the young man who led the way came from I have never been so close to a woman, so when I met such a beautiful girl for the first time, I couldn't help but say something.

He said: "Recently, a lot of outsiders have come to the village. I heard that they sensed that something important is going to happen to our village, and they came here to ward off evil spirits in our village. Therefore, the village chief arranged for these outsiders to live in the sacrificial place, but after one or two days Months have passed, and nothing major seems to have happened, so some people suspect that those people are liars."

Shen Qi thought for a moment, "Do you know what those outsiders look like?"

"I don't know, they all have black veils covering their heads, and they are all dressed in black. They are all about the same height, and they look like one person." The young man shrugged shyly, "I'm sorry, girl, I'm just a patrol in the village. People, not guards, guards should know more than me."

A light flashed in Shen Qi's mind, and when he wanted to get to the bottom of it, Zong Heng held his hand suddenly, making him focus on the palms of the two people in an instant, with a silly look on his face.

Zong Heng stepped between Shen Qi and the young man forcefully, and looked at the young man indifferently.

Killing intent like an ice cone, the prickly young man's hair stood on end, and his heart felt cold. When the house arrived, he immediately said goodbye to Shen Qi and wanted to leave, but when he saw Shen Qi's exquisite and picturesque face, his words were blocked again. Inverted, and finally shattered in Zong Heng's murderous eyes.

Shen Qi looked at the back that was leaving quickly, looked at Zong Heng with great interest, and said: "Immortal, why do I think you are a little strange?"

Zong Heng only glanced at him lightly, then turned and entered the room, the image on his back was burning with raging anger.

Shen Qi shook his head, deeply felt that he was thinking too much, Zong Heng is such a noble person, how could he lose his temper for no reason, maybe because his original behavior was a bit dishonest, so Zong Heng must be a little bit unswerving in his heart.

In this case, he simply sat on the stone bench outside, intending to wait for Zong Heng to calm down before going in, so he picked up the tree stick next to him to write and draw on the ground.

Zong Heng, who was still in the house, found that Shen Qi hadn't entered, frowned slightly, strode forward and opened the door curtain, and saw the figure with his back facing him, shrouded in the warm sunset, with a layer of warmth on his side face He looked pious, as if he was doing a big deal, but the stick in his hand was dancing fast.

During the rare and quiet time, Zong Heng approached slowly, and saw clearly that Shen Qi painted him, just like him when he was a child.

Wearing soft clothes, bun-like cheeks, black grape-like bright eyebrows, and a look of bitterness and hatred, he is standing under the peach blossom tree with his lips pouted angrily, glaring at the person who is much taller than him in front of him.

That tall man, more like Shen Qi after adulthood, lost the innocence of the past and became more and more deep, but still remained naughty. The appearance is proud and arrogant, arrogant.

The whole picture is vivid and breathtaking.

But later, Shen Qi drew a vertical line between the two, dividing the picture into two, as if there was a chasm between the two, no one could cross it.

Zong Heng's loosened brows were frowned again, and the cuffs waved, peach blossoms appeared out of nowhere in that line, spreading all over the whole screen, Shen Qi was so shocked that he looked back and met Zong Heng's deep eyes.

Shen Qi got up in a panic, and said with a sneer, "Why did you come out?"

Zong Heng saw that he turned his head away, looking like he didn't want to see him, and felt helpless and obscure in his heart.

After a while, he said: "This deity is hungry."

Shen Qi didn't react for a while, and said: "Huh? Does this mean you want me to cook?"

Zong Heng said: "Didn't you say that earlier, lady?"

With one hit, Shen Qi's face was flushed, he couldn't say anything, turned around and slipped into the house, cutting off all sight behind the door.

Zong Heng was stunned for a while before raising his hands to cover his face, covering his slightly red eye sockets.

At this time, Shen Qi in the room was leaning against the door, slapped his beating heart hard, took a few gulps of breath, and after a long time, he calmed down, and went to the kitchen to find some pots and pans. Show off.

When he opened the curtain and went in, he saw some pork, cabbage, and leftover firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea on the stove, and a few piles of firewood piled up by the corner, as if someone had left the room in a hurry look.

Shen Qi couldn't help but frowned and looked around, raised his hand and began to slap the wall, just in time Zong Heng came in, and said to him without turning his head: "Immortal, hurry up and see if there is any remnant magic circle or fighting atmosphere in this place?"

With a flick of Zong Heng's finger, a blue light flashed across every corner of the room in the blink of an eye, but there was nothing suspicious about it.

"It's a little strange. Could it be that someone deliberately put these things like this, but what is the purpose?" Shen Qi was a little puzzled, and said, "If you don't want us to stay here, why didn't you show up to drive us away in the first place?" Walk?"

Zong Heng followed his train of thought and said, "Maybe that person couldn't ask us to leave."

Shen Qi felt a little headache, these things were like a mess, he couldn't find where the threads were at all, and naturally he couldn't untangle them.

He glanced at Zong Heng, saw him standing there obediently, he didn't know what he was thinking, the suppressed embarrassment invaded his cheeks again, he turned around quickly, and said loudly on purpose: "Forget it, let it be, Immortal, you go out quickly Don't let these firewood ash pollute your noble clothes."

Zong Heng didn't understand, so he said: "This is a dharma robe, it will not be stained with dirt."

"That doesn't work either. Immortal standing here scares me and affects my performance." Shen Qi lowered his head and rushed forward to push Zong Heng away from the room, thinking that he was about to go crazy.

While very happy that Zong Heng got close unconsciously, at the same time worried that Zong Heng got close to him because he liked "Murong Qing".

The tug-of-war between the two complex emotions was going on in his body, almost tearing him apart.

Shen Qi patted his head vigorously, and decided not to think about these things for the time being, but to observe the blood around him.

Maybe it was because he was a demon cultivator in the past, he felt an unpleasant hatred and stayed in this room, but every time he was about to catch it, the feeling disappeared quickly.

In the end, Shen Qi simply searched while cooking. Since he had to take care of himself and Zong Heng since he was a child, he cut and stir-fried vegetables very neatly, so the firewood for the stove was also used up very quickly. He got up and wiped the heat from his forehead. Sweating, he stood up with his knees pressed and walked quickly to the firewood pile. When his fingertips just touched him, he suddenly felt a very strong hatred.

Shen Qi's eyes were slightly cold, and he quickly picked out firewood with strong emotions and put it aside. There were almost 200 pieces of firewood, which was a huge number, which was frightening.

The sky outside had turned from bright to dark, and Zong Heng, who hadn't heard Shen Qi's movement for a long time, came to the door curtain and asked, "But what's the trouble?"

This familiar tone made Shen Qi blurt out: "Master...it seems a little too late, I blame me for picking firewood too seriously, but Immortal, these firewood seem to be different from other firewood."

Zong Heng raised the corner of the curtain slightly, and said, "May I come in?"

Shen Qi stalked for a while, and his nervousness was completely dissipated by Zong Heng, who had never been so obedient. He only said with infinite helplessness: "Come in."

Zong Heng just came in, first of all, he looked at Shen Qi's face, saw that he was squatting on the ground and staring at the pile of firewood earnestly, and there was no sign of anger, so he breathed a sigh of relief and walked to his side, and looked at the pile of firewood with him. Chai Huo realized something was wrong in a short while, and said with a frown: "This is not Chai Huo, it's a person's skeleton."

"Sure enough!" Shen Qi laughed triumphantly, "Finally found the end of the thread."

Seeing Shen Qi's happy appearance, Zong Heng suddenly said: "Why have you suddenly become irritable these few days? Is it like what the aunt next door said, because the inconvenient few days have come? It's just that the deity doesn't understand, what? How many days are you inconvenient?"