Langya casually threw away the pebbles in his hand, then stood up and said, "Don't look at it, with your way, you can't see through it." ”

Belch?

This demon can read minds?

Langya glanced at me and said, "I've just lived a long time, and my ability to observe words and emotions is stronger!" ”

It's not mind reading! I breathed a sigh of relief. If this demon hears my slander against him, he won't laugh to death?

Hehe, when people are mortals, they want to punish evil and promote good, there is really no shame, there is no shame!

Langya turned back to the table and sat down, then took a sip from his glass. I quietly rubbed my hot skin while he wasn't looking, and then sat down across from him.

Putting down the wine glass, Langya pursed her lips and said, "In the future, when you walk in the world, don't use the trick of illusion gold and silver to fool mortals!" I'm glad I'm here today, otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be long before a demon collector will target you! ”

Really? Is it so serious?

Seeing my suspicion, Langya said solemnly: "Are you a vegetarian when you are a Xuanmen Taoist priest in the world?" ”

Well, okay, I believe it! You are a big demon, you have outlived me, I believe in you.

Seeing that I looked disappreciative, Langya shook his head invisibly, and then looked at the river in the distance for a moment, frowned, and said: "There is a little demon in the river who is not in the climate, attracted by your spirit talisman, and chased here, you have to be careful."

After speaking, he curled his index finger and gently buckled it on the table.

The drop of wine hanging in mid-air "snapped" and fell on the table, and then, everything that had been fixed instantly returned to normal.

The man who eats steamed buns takes a bite hard, and then chews it; The noodle merchant snorted and sucked the noodles into his mouth, and the person who drank the soup poured the last bit of soup into his stomach and then put down the bowl and let out a pleasant breath; The two men who punched the fist divided the winners and losers, and then won the drink of the one who slapped the table and urged the loser; The two men on the edge of the shed, who were half-squatting and half-standing, straightened up and walked out one after the other, and then led their respective donkeys and walked away.

The little junior who ran the hall walked into the stove and brought a bowl of hot fine noodles, and said to Jun: "Son, use it slowly!" Then he retreated happily, took two steps, stopped again, took out the piece of silver given by Langya from his bosom, carefully covered his hand with his sleeve and wiped it, and then blew it again, and then put it back in his arms.

Everything was business as usual, and no one noticed anything unusual just now.

This is the means of the big demon!

All along, my sense of superiority as a fox demon suddenly disappeared without a trace.

This is still a big demon who is only kinder.

What if it is replaced by a vicious one?

There are also warlocks, Taoist priests, and demon-catching celestial masters......

Well, I'll clamp my tail and be a low-key demon in the future!

I picked up my chopsticks and took a long breath, then stretched out my hand towards the stewed chicken in the bowl - Ben Daisen...... Ah no, it's this fox, you have to start by filling your stomach and be a low-key fox demon!

I squinted and nibbled on the chicken legs, watching Langya elegantly suck the noodles.

can eat noodles so pleasing to the eye, it seems that there is really only a big demon who walks the way!

After gnawing on one chicken leg, I tore off another one, and then asked as I gnawed, "What is a spirit talisman?" ”

Langya stopped, stared at me up and down for a long time, and then said, "The bookmark in your "Fox Book" is it." ”

The amulet that Hu Liuye gave me?

By the way, how does this demon know what's in my baggage? Did he watch?

Definitely!

Langya glanced at me and said, "I saw that your burden was actually woven with a dragon, so I couldn't help but open it and take a look." ”

Belch? Why did a rare thing pop up again?

Isn't it just a burden?

I heard my father say, it was my mother when I had a big belly when I had nothing to do when I spun and weaved the cloth, I was going to make a cotton robe, but I knitted less, so I changed it to swaddling, and then I was older, and my father dismantled the swaddling clothes as a burden and skin, and carried it every time I went out to do work, and put something to eat.

I just don't know what this has to do with dragon molting.

I didn't gnaw on the chicken legs anymore, I raised my face and asked Langya sincerely for advice: "What is a dragon molt?" ”