"Why are you at my house?"

Feng Liuyang hadn't reacted yet, and froze in place. He didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of scene just after he was degraded to mortal dust. It seems that the place where you stand is someone else's "home".

Well, the ruins turned out to be a house. It's just because I happened to land here that the house became like this. Although this wooden house looks extremely simple, after all, it can be regarded as someone else's "home", Feng Liuyang thought to himself.

Seeing that Ban Yu Feng Liuyang hadn't reacted yet, the people behind him seemed to be even more angry, and asked loudly.

"Well, that, one of them" Feng Liuyang turned his head, and when he was about to explain, a machete was already on his neck.

"There must be some misunderstanding in this." Feng Liuyang swallowed his saliva and continued to finish his words.

It's really unlucky, why did you just fall into the mortal dust, and you encountered such a thing, Feng Liuyang thought angrily. However, he still didn't dare to act rashly, his spiritual power had weakened a lot in the mortal dust, and who knew if the defense power was the same.

Moreover, Feng Liuyang found another bad situation, that is, his sensitivity and reaction speed had decreased a lot, and the knife holder only reacted when he was on his neck. This is undoubtedly worse for him now.

The little monkey is even more depressed now, and has just seen the vision of fire falling from the sky. Before I had time to be happy, I saw that the fall was in my own home. When he and Uncle Wang arrived, they found that only one of the two wooden houses left by the dead ghost father was left.

My mother said that one of the two wooden houses should be kept for anti-aging, and the other should be used for herself to marry her neighbor Ah Rong. But the scene in front of me was that his house was in ruins. A few days ago, I told Ah Rong that I would propose marriage to her family after the autumn, how can this be good?

What's even worse is that my mother seems to be buried underneath. Poor old mother, widowed at a young age; Now I finally met Uncle Wang, a good man, but he was buried alive in the ruins, what kind of world is this? The little monkey lamented in his heart.

Thinking of this, the little monkey became even more angry. His eyes stared at the young man in Chinese clothes in front of him, if his eyes could kill, he would have killed the stinky boy in front of him a hundred and eighty times. Although this kid is still relatively pleasing to the eye, who let him destroy his home.

"Hmph, I misunderstood the yarn. You killed my mother, I want you to pay with blood! The little monkey stared at Feng Liuyang viciously, turned his head sideways and said to the bearded man: "Uncle Wang, help me keep an eye on this kid, I'll go to the house to find a rope and tie up this bad boy." ”

Uncle Wang looked at Feng Liuyang coldly, nodded heavily, and agreed to the little monkey.

The little monkey had just taken two steps out when he suddenly thought of something. He turned around, scratched his head and said, "That, Uncle Wang, don't hurt him yet, and I'll make plans after I find my mother." ”

Because the little monkey suddenly thought of a fact that was ignored, the one that became the ruins was his own house, and his mother's house was fine. In other words, Mom may not be in danger.

Feng Liuyang looked at the big and small in front of him dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. At most, he destroyed a wooden house and paid him one. But this Mai boy said that he killed his mother and asked him to pay back his blood debt, what the hell is going on.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a bright light came through the window of another wooden house. The window opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out.

"Little rabbit, what trouble have you caused to my mother! My house! ”

"In other words, you're from the Divine Realm, right?" The little monkey surrounded Feng Liuyang and asked around.

"I've said it a third time, yes, yes! Hero, oh, no, Xiaoxia, you spare me, I really didn't mean to damage your house. Feng Liuyang said aggrievedly: "Eh, I said this brother called Little Monkey, can you not touch me." ”

Thinking back to the farce just now, Feng Liuyang couldn't cry or laugh a little. It turned out that the mother of the Mai boy was fine, she just overslept, and of course she may have been stunned by the sound of Feng Liuyang falling to the ground. When she was woken up by the little monkey, she found that her house was missing.

This was repaid, so Feng Liuyang became a prisoner with honor. Anyway, the three of them decided to catch Feng Liuyang.

The current Fengliuyang is really a phoenix in the water is not as good as a chicken, not to mention that his whole body is tied into a zongzi, and he was forcibly tied to a chair and interrogated by three mortals.

Specifically, there is a bearded man called Uncle Wang, a middle-aged woman named Aunt Li, and a teenager jumping around, Little Monkey.

"Well, I just want to see how you god-men differ from us." The little monkey said embarrassedly as he withdrew his hand.

Feng Liuyang was speechless for an instant, as if he had explained so much, it was all in vain.

Through close observation, Feng Liuyang also discovered the difference between mortals and himself. There is not much difference in their appearance, they all have two eyes, one mouth, two arms and two legs. But in terms of strength, it is relatively weak by more than a little. According to conservative estimates, even in the battle of Qifeng Mountain, the drought that appeared as a low-end force was more than several times more powerful than mortals.

If he was in the God Realm, Feng Liuyang wanted to subdue these mortals, as simple as subduing a few chickens, but now he was tied up into zongzi. Thinking about it, he felt very aggrieved, what is this called?

"When I was a soldier in the army, I heard of the existence of gods and men above the nine heavens. But why are you so weak? The legendary gods and men have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea. Uncle Wang is still a little unsure.

"It's all said, I'm just a little god who can't make a climate. Before he fully grows up, he is reduced to the dust. Feng Liuyang pursed his lips and thought disdainfully. If the master still had semi-success, he wouldn't have fallen to such a point.

At this time, Feng Liuyang suddenly thought that he seemed to have some spells. So, he said to Uncle Wang: "I see that you also know a little bit about the affairs of the divine realm, why don't you let go of my hands first and let me perform a spell to prove my identity?" ”

Uncle Wang frowned and did not answer. In fact, he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, just when he first saw this young man in a fancy costume, he found that the other party actually lit a fireball in his hand! During his years as a soldier, he was also fortunate to see the mages in the army cast spells, often freezing for several feet, or burning the city, and its destructive power was quite terrifying. And listening to the fools in the ranks, the spells of these mages are all passed down from the gods above the nine heavens. Thinking about it this way, if the young man in Chinese clothes in front of him is not deceiving, then he must have an extraordinary background.

When Uncle Wang was still thinking about these messy things in his mind, the little monkey had already let go of Feng Liuyang's left hand.

"You prove it to me, whoever deceives is a puppy." After the little monkey let go of Feng Liuyang's left hand, he jumped to the side and said.

Feng Liuyang was stunned for a moment, and then he used the most familiar "Fire Flame Technique". The sound of "bang" summoned a flame.

Looking at the flames jumping in Feng Liuyang's hands, the three mortals were stunned. Especially Aunt Li, she quickly folded her hands and said, "God, forgive us, we really didn't mean to offend you." ”

Uncle Wang "coughed" twice to hide the shock in his heart. However, he still believed Feng Liuyang's words with half a doubt.

The little monkey was more direct, and he hurriedly untied the rope on Feng Liuyang's body. He couldn't stop apologizing: "Ah, I'm sorry." I really didn't know that you were actually an immortal, I knew that I would worship you as a teacher, how could I tie you up. It's really offensive, offended. ”

This time it was Feng Liuyang's turn to be dumbfounded, he really didn't expect that he just cast a small spell and shocked the three mortals. If they really cast the spells of the Phoenix Clan, wouldn't they have to bow down.

In fact, this is due to Feng Liuyang's lack of understanding of the mortal dust at this time, and in the eyes of mortals, the status of gods and men is extremely lofty. Even the mages related to the gods and men are existences comparable to princes. If that tribe can be protected by the gods, it will be able to adjust the wind and rain smoothly, and there is basically no need to worry about the harm of monsters.

Hundreds of years ago, small fishing villages were often harmed by various sea monsters, and fishermen who went out to sea were often killed by sea monsters and never returned. One of the most troublesome is the tiger shark monster, which often takes on the form of a human and comes to the shore to do evil.

Later, under the sincere prayers of the fishermen of the small fishing village, a powerful god descended to the world and subdued the tiger shark monster for the villagers. Since then, the small fishing village has had a hundred years of tranquility.

Feng Liuyang stood up and extinguished the fire in his hand. He was just about to say something, when suddenly there was a "cooing" sound in his stomach.

"Well, do you have anything to use to satisfy your hunger?" Feng Liuyang scratched his head and asked embarrassedly

Luyuan, Los Angeles, Confucian College.

In the Qingru Hall, an old Confucian master is reading at night under the lamp. There was a handsome Confucian with a square scarf on his head beside him, standing with his hands arched.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and the flames on the candlelight flickered. The flickering lights and shadows disturbed the old master who couldn't read the book.

The old master simply stood up, walked to the window, and pushed open the pasted bamboo window.

"The star map changes, and the grass and trees reincarnate. The gears of fate have been turned, and what kind of prosperous world should the world be in the future. The old master looked at the silent night sky outside the window, and suddenly sighed.

"Xiangru, you have been learning Confucian teachings with me since you were a child, and now you think you have learned a few points?" The old master turned to Junxiu Confucius and asked.

Junxiu Confucian bowed respectfully and said in a low voice: "The disciple has only learned some books and words, and there are still many things that do not know the essence of them. Don't dare to be proud, and hope for many mentors. ”

"You don't have to be humble, I know how much you've learned. A gentleman walks in the world, and he should be frank and unrestrained. The old master said gently: "According to the algorithm of the world, you should also enter adulthood in the near future. I should give you a name, so that you can enter the WTO to practice in the coming days. ”

Junxiu Confucian lowered his head and said, "Everything must be obeyed by the master's orders." ”

The evening breeze is gentle, and the night is lonely. Where there are many calamities, who will be the one tonight?