"Whether it's being a human being or being an immortal, it's quite difficult." After Zhou Zhang sighed, he said as if he didn't care much.

"I feel like the gods are good." Zhang Yu said suddenly for some reason.

"Well, it's a good thing that there is no birth, old age, sickness and death." Zhou Zhang agreed.

"Didn't you just say that it was difficult to be an immortal!" Yang Wenhui couldn't help but say.

"Whoever says good things are not difficult!" Zhou Zhang also immediately refuted.

"......" Zhang Yu suddenly felt that his IQ was not enough.

He understood what every word the two of them said, but he didn't know when they were together.

"Zhang Yu, if you have the opportunity to embark on the immortal path, don't think too much." Zhou Zhang said suddenly.

"That's right." Yang Wenhui also agreed.

"Immortals are not a kind of living beings, they just gave up some things in exchange for something else." Zhou Zhang said, "Everything pays attention to the word balance, and what you gain must lose something." ”

"That'...... What do people seek immortals for? ”

"What a stupid thing!" Zhou Zhangyi knocked a chestnut on Zhang Yu's head, "There is always a pursuit in the world!" If there is no pursuit, what difference is there between a dead man! No, some dead people are very good at it, such as ghosts and zombies. ”

"What do you have to give up for?"

"Not bad." Yang Wenhui said slowly.

Zhang Yu suddenly realized an important question, "That...... Who are you? ”

Yang Wenhui: "......"

"This is ...... The plague god, Yang Wenhui, the plague messenger in the north. Zhou Zhang introduced it a little strangely.

"So?"

"Well, that's right, he did the plague this time."

“……”

“……”

"I'll kill you!!"

Zhang Yu's eyes turned red in an instant, as if he was crazy, his resentment soared, the corners of Yang Wenhui's eyes twitched, and he felt that he really responded to Zhou Zhang's words, and it was not easy to do anything!

Due to the rules, he can't make a move against mortals, especially such a person with hatred, this time he can really only hide.

"Oops! Calm down! This is my duty......" Yang Wenhui had a hard time reasoning with such a person, and he was a little helpless...... Although those fists didn't hurt at all when they fell on him.

Strictly speaking, Yang Wenhui is Zhang Yu's mother-killing enemy, and it is normal for Zhang Yu to be so angry. If Yang Wenhui really wants to catch the rabbit line in the future, this relationship has to be dealt with.

Obviously, Zhou Zhang also vaguely knew this, so as not to say it in the future, so he would talk about it at this time.

After venting for a while, Zhang Yu was deflated and found that for this person, no, this god really has no way, he stared hatefully, but there was no movement in his hand.

"That's right, Zhang Yu." Zhou Zhangdao.

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was still angry, but he still listened to Zhou Zhang's words.

"Do you know why you boil this water every day?"

"I don't know." Zhang Yu said honestly.

Zhou Zhangleng paused, and didn't know what he thought of, so the words he was going to say were changed to, "I don't know, then continue to boil." ”

This sentence has no beginning or end, Yang Wenhui knows that Zhou Zhang was going to tell Zhang Yu about the effect of this water, but some things will be invalid when they are said, and whether they can be used or not is all a matter of chance.

Zhou Zhang and Yang Wenhui didn't talk much tonight, but Zhang Yu always felt that there was something he needed to grasp, and after thinking about it, he couldn't grasp it, and he felt really uncomfortable.

When I learned about the murderer of my mother, I felt that I really couldn't blame others, after all, it was all unintentional, but I felt even more uncomfortable.

So, on the second day, when he boiled the water, he lost his mind.

When the last drop of water evaporated, Zhang Yu was startled, and when he looked at the bottom of the pot, his expression was subtle.

Just as Zhang Yu was about to remake a pot of water and remake it, and go out to solve those patients who didn't look like they were physically sick but had brain diseases, he finally found that the two who had kept him restless all day today were gone.

Usually at this time, the two of them are either discussing inconsequential matters, or talking about some interesting stories in the heavenly realm, most of them are Yang Wenhui talking, Zhou Zhang is listening, the rabbit trapped in the Moon Palace does not know much about the plague god who does not walk around in the heavenly court.

Maybe I'll be back in a while.

Thinking like this, his expression was in a trance again, and a budding lotus flower slipped from the cuffs, and Zhang Yu's expression froze suddenly!

This lotus flower suddenly turned yellow on the edge of the outermost piece!

That's not right! Very wrong! The things given by the gods generally do not appear like this!

He guessed correctly, Zhou Zhang and Yang Wenhui were not very good at this time.

They were ...... A minotaur was taken captive.

The two immortals were kidnapped by a balcony, which is still quite embarrassing, but this is the case, what has happened Zhou Zhang said that she herself is also desperate.

I don't know what demon she and this plague god offended, a minotaur came up, looked at the two of them and took out a big bag, and packed the two together.

Brother Niu, why don't you say something and do it again!

With a bewildered face, Zhou Zhang looked to the side, it seemed that this plague god was also quite blind, and the two received each other's gaze together.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's the demon clan......" Yang Wenhui didn't know what to make for a while, his speculation was messy enough, this has to add the demon clan?

Although their evil gods rely on the demon clan from time to time to unite them, they are still independent after all, and they have no choice but to plan to unite...... But this person is obviously pretending to be with him, so it can't be the same gang at all!

Why do you dare to go on this time? What the hell do you want to make trouble!?

Yang Wenhui felt that his head was faintly about to explode, but fortunately Lingshan didn't get involved, otherwise he would feel even more anxious.

How can so many big guys want him to survive?!

"Hey! That demon brother outside! Can you hear ME? ”

"Why are you arresting us?"

"Hey!"

"Don't shout, it's impossible to hear outside of such a space."

Zhou Zhang sat down helplessly.

Of course she knew that, but ...... How can you be willing if you don't call your subordinates?

This Yang Wenhui sat in it and was stable, and when he looked at it again, the rabbit on that head had changed, and he had recovered his original appearance of twelve or thirteen years old with white hair and red pupils, and a medicine pestle in his hand was definitely not fake.

So, he glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Since people don't want to reply, let's save ourselves."

She said easily, Yang Wenhui choked, didn't speak, and let the rabbit flip.

Because...... He clearly understood that the voice could not be transmitted and break here...... It is even more impossible.

The rabbit tossed for a long time, and finally stomped on the ground and gave up trying.

"Master Rabbit, you don't have to toss like this." Yang Wenhui said helplessly, "It's better to see where this demon wants to take us first." ”

Zhou Zhang nodded at first, and then added in frustration: "No matter where you take it, it won't be a good thing." ”

Yang Wenhui: "......"

You have a point.