Monster Bar is open

Yue Chenzhou sighed in his heart, his eyes moved for a moment, and he rowed over very quickly.On the face, he just wanted to pretend that he couldn't bear it, rubbed his goosebumps and stood up.

"Okay, as long as you are happy. Anyway, if you ask your little master back, I won't cover it up for you."

"It's okay." Zhong Neng shrank back, his tone was as calm as a lake in the depths of Yushan, and he even had a touch of joy, "It's okay. You may not know, Ouyang... Before going back to the old house, go to He has lived in many places under this world, and he likes to live freely. Without me, he will continue to travel around and become the best painter."

And the little demon Zhongneng in the depths of Yushan is just a mouse hiding in the shadows and everyone shouts to beat him.Living in fear every day, even daring not to appear in the sun, treating the person who wholeheartedly regards himself as a friend, never even uttering a single truth.

After all, how a mouse in the gutter became family with the glistening sun.

The only wish and destiny is probably to guard this old house for Ouyang's family forever and ever, until the end of life, spiritual power and body return to the soil of Mount Yu, worthy of heaven's favor and pity, let him have a spiritual form, To get a glimpse of the sporadic prosperity and warmth in the world.

Enough is enough, compared with the other mice in the world, he is already the luckiest one.

Zhong Neng thought so, and his heart felt extremely comfortable for a moment, and even the ending sound brought an inconspicuous joy, blending into the extraordinarily high-pitched voice, sounding like a young child.

"Master Yue, you said earlier that I am the best guardian god...is that true?"

Hearing this, Yue Chenzhou withdrew his gaze and walked to the only high window in this room.

The room faces west, and most of the light is blocked by the small trees in the courtyard. The setting sun just casts the afterglow from the shadow of the trees, as if melting the shape of every leaf into golden water, splashing it on the dilapidated floor, congealing A golden brook.

He sighed and leaned against the window casually.

The orange-red light reflected on his cheeks, so bright that every inch of his skin seemed to be drenched.

"Of course you are. And... Zhong Neng," Yue Chenzhou looked up. From this angle, he could just see the phoenix flowers hanging from the eaves shaking back and forth, like a raging sea of ​​fire, reflected in the depths of his pupils , flickering into a warm light.

"You have long been more than just a housekeeper."

There was no beginning or end in a sentence, which made Zhong Neng wonder: "What?"

Yue Chenzhou laughed inexplicably, and carelessly brushed the thick dust under the window sill with his hands.

"Haven't you noticed yet? People in Yushan Village like to hang phoenix flowers enshrined to the mountain gods under the eaves of Ouyang's house. They treat you with affection and respect, which is better than treating the real descendants of Ouyang's family. If I guess That's right, you've lived here for many years, and no one has ever doubted your unchanging appearance... Even when you said that you were just a tenant, no one exposed this clumsy lie."

Zhong Neng's heart jumped for a moment, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of his words, he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "But, but..."

...I'm just a mouse, how could I...

"At least in Yushan Village, you have long been the mountain god in people's hearts." Yue Chenzhou withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

"No, it's not like this." Finally understanding what Yue Chenzhou meant, Zhong Neng shrank obviously, and moved forward in a hurry, revealing the scab just behind him, which had been broken into a short piece of tail.

He paused for a while before gathering up enough courage to continue stammering: "Master Yue, I think you have misunderstood. Yushan used to be a fairyland, where immortals lived. The brown feather coat turned into a phoenix flower that is invincible all seasons. Eternal life protects Yushan Village. He is the mountain god of Yushan. You are a spiritual practitioner, so you should know that the mountain god..."

"What an immortal. You're so young, so superstitious." Yue Chenzhou rolled his eyes, with a slight mocking smile on his face, and he didn't know if he was mocking Zhong Neng's "ignorance" or something else.

"What kind of mountain god is not a mountain god? It's just a false name. When you are here, the audience is willing to worship you, and you pay back with your own cultivation, and you have begun to take on the appearance of a mountain god."

Yue Chenzhou raised his palm, and at some point there was a crystal clear glass bead in his palm, he tossed it upwards, as if playing.

The bead was clear and transparent, thrown into the beam of golden light by the slender fingers, and then fell back to the palm, as if dipped in gold powder, the bright light spots were imprinted on the lines of the palm like flowing water, and every turn was clear visible.

"Gods and immortals are different. Immortals are born in the spirit, gods are born in the heart... Forget it, anyway, they are all old-fashioned things, and you don't understand it. Let's just put it this way, I said you are a mountain god, and you are. Yushan There are more than tens of thousands of creatures in such a treasured place of geomantic omen, and only a monster like you is supported. From now on, when you go out, walk sideways with your head up, or don’t say you know me, Yue Chenzhou, you hear me?”

Zhong Neng was silent for a while, but felt a little funny in his heart.

The first time I saw Yue Chenzhou in the monster bar, he was leaning on the window sill and smoking.His expression was surprisingly indifferent, handsome and pale, very much like those venerables in the book who lived above the ninth heaven, without sorrow or joy.

After getting familiar with him, I realized that most of the time, he is so childish, his frown and smile are vividly depicted, which seems to be different from the legendary spiritual cultivation who seeks immortality and sees through the world.

But maybe spirituality doesn't have a fixed appearance.

Zhong Neng had so many thoughts in his mind, until the end, every thought was soaked with sourness.

It was no longer a human being, but its eye sockets were still hot and sour, and its throat was blocked with a ball of cotton wool, so it could only make a low "hmm".

"Master Yue... I will work hard to practice. When I practice again, can I... can I go to you again?"

Yue Chenzhou paused for a beat, then couldn't bear it anymore, raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"Nonsense! Can't you still think about it? Let me tell you, don't forget that you still owe me a huge amount of consulting fees. Don't think that you can rely on it if you call back the prototype."

He lowered his eyes again, and his eyes fell on his palm, seemingly casually flicking the glass ball he was playing with towards the corner.

The glass ball fell to the ground, clanging and ringing, and bounced rhythmically into an unknown corner, falling into the silence.

"It's over, the hush money."

He never looked into the room again, as if he had exhausted all his patience, he turned around and left, cursing in a low voice as he walked.

"Traveling all the way, I didn't make a penny. I just said that my Mercury is retrograde, and the brat still doesn't believe it."

After walking a few steps, he finally thought of the right person to vent his emotions. He frowned, gritted his teeth and said:

"Bai cum you bastard, one day, I will kill you!"

……

The village chief took a steamed bun of coarse grain noodles in his hand, and walked leisurely by the bright stream. From a long distance, he saw a figure in the mist, but when he got closer, he realized that it was his wife and young daughter.

The two of them had just come back from the mountain road, they were holding bright red phoenix flowers in their hands, looking at them from a distance, they looked like two floating red clouds, so red that they were about to drip blood.

His daughter is struggling, and now she is studying in university in the provincial capital, so it is extremely difficult for her to go home.She stepped into the yard with her parents and said: "The phoenix flowers are blooming really well today. I picked some and sent them to Zhong Neng later."

The village chief frowned: "Ouyang's family has guests, so don't make trouble."

"Guest?" The little girl muttered, obediently responded, and said casually: "I haven't seen Zhong Neng for a long time. Is he still the same as before? Does he look younger than me now? Ah——I'm really envious. "

Unexpectedly, one sentence hit his father's nerve, the village head suddenly put down the jar in his hand, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The little girl was taken aback, and looked at him inexplicably: "Dad, what's the matter with you? Menopause is here?"

The village chief You was furious, and slapped the table hard: "You are crazy and outspoken all day long. I warn you, go out and control your mouth, and stop talking nonsense to me."

The girl was half-dead from his anger, and her temper also came up, she pouted and turned her head into the back room, the door slammed loudly: "I want you to tell me!"

The wife of the village head felt sorry for her daughter, so she glared at him and scolded, "Niuqiu!"

The village head gave her a blank look, his face was gloomy, he didn't speak, and he was sullen.

"You're almost done." The village chief's wife said while washing her hands, "It's not a big deal. Your daughter grew up in the village, and she's not a person who doesn't care about everything, so she won't make taboos."

The village chief snorted: "What do you mean it's no big deal, huh? This is the most important thing! If there were no rockslides a few years ago...we would still be alive?"

He paused, glanced at the back room rather taboo, and lowered his voice to stop talking.

The village chief sat for a while, regretting that he had spoken too clearly, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to arrange the phoenix flowers on the table.

The delicate flowers are still stained with wet water droplets, which are extraordinarily fresh and tender, and people can't help but feel happy when they see them.

"You, tell her, I'll go up the mountain tomorrow to hunt some wild animals, and send them to Ouyang's house together, let her Let her wait until I come back."

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