There was no major event when going down the mountain, and everyone was quietly listening to Fan Jingqi tell a story that had been sealed for a long time.

The firelight took advantage of Fan Sheng's unpreparedness and struck him straight through his shoulder.

With a pop, Fan Sheng spurted blood, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably. The black mist tilted and caught the body of Fan Shengyi.

Fan Sheng saw a flower in front of him, only to feel that there was a warm object attached to his back, and when he raised his head, he saw the man's mandible.

The fire stopped not far away, flickering incessantly.

The man who was hugging Fan Shengyi raised his hand, and the demonic qi gradually took shape in his palm. The firelight jumped up and down, and without saying it again, it turned into a star and left.

The man fell around Fansheng, his feet on the ground, one hand still supporting his waist.

Running to Fan Shengyi's side in a cold sweat, he pulled the person behind him, and looked at the strange man vigilantly: "Thank you." ”

The man glanced at him lightly, and then turned all his attention to Fan Shengyi.

I don't know what kind of demonic beast the fire came from, and Fan Sheng crossed the silk Buddha qi, but he didn't feel that the wound on his shoulder showed signs of improvement, and the two qi collided with each other, and there was a tendency for the injury to expand.

The man said indifferently: "You are looking for death." ”

Looking back, Fan Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at him with a forced smile, and replied lightly: "It's okay." ”

The man looked at Fan Shengyi expressionlessly, and said, "It's demonic poison," and looked at Fan Shengyi again, "You can't solve it." ”

Angry, he looked at Fan Shengyi's wound and said: "It's nothing more than to conquer the demonic qi, is there only a demon here in the world." ”

The man bowed: "Yes, but he can't hold on." ”

Fan Sheng's face was pale, half of his body was leaning on his side, blood and sweat were dripping down, and his eyes unconsciously rolled upward.

The fox is turning into his original form, planning to take Fansheng away. The man was one step ahead of him, wrapped the cloak around his back, and flew away with the person.

The four hooves of the fox stirred up a thousand layers of dust and followed.

When he woke up, the wound on his shoulder had been treated, and as soon as Fan Sheng opened his eyes, he looked around in confusion.

The man sat sideways by the window, turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at Fan Shengyi quietly, and did not speak.

Fansheng half squinted his eyes and looked back at him.

The clothes of the demon world are different from the human world and the Buddha world, the clothes on the man's body just fit, and you can see the tight figure when you raise your hand, and the skin behind you is just around the waist, which is not cumbersome, and everything is simple.

As soon as Fan Sheng noticed that the dull pain was gone, he said gently: "Thank you, may I ask where is the sinister?" ”

The man raised his hand, and the seal at the door disappeared, and the fox broke through the door and rushed straight to the side of Fan Shengyi.

Fan Shengyi's hand was tightly grasped: "I'm fine." ”

Foxy turned his head and stared at the man viciously: "Forget about the kidnapping, thank you for your help." ”

Fan Sheng smiled lightly, and saw that the results of his cultivation with the Buddha were not bad.

The man didn't say anything, but just glanced at Fan Shengyi again, and Fan Shengyi nodded at him.

The man immediately jumped out of the window, his dark red cloak puffed up in the wind, and disappeared in front of the two of them.

He looked at the wound on Fan Sheng's shoulder, and after making sure that it was okay, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fan Shengyi said: "I was too careless. ”

"Demon sneak attack, what do you have to do with it." He glared at Fan Shengyi.

Fan Sheng was helped to sit up, and said with a smile: "I should think about how to repay him." ”

The fox only felt incredible: "Repay? Do you want to repay the demons? If he tells you to die? After speaking, he felt that the meaning of his words was too serious, so he had to sit aside.

Fan Sheng: "His life was saved, and he can't take it back." ”

He said irritably: "The Demon Realm and the Buddha Realm are at war, so let's recover from our injuries and leave." ”

Fan Sheng laughed a few times and did not answer.

He knew what he had decided, and even if he said that he was dry, he couldn't twist it, so he simply didn't say it.

As soon as Fan Sheng thought of the demonic nature on the fox, he said, "How are you?" Does this make you uncomfortable? ”

Fox nodded: "If I stay for a long time, I'm afraid I will be demonized." ”

After thinking about it, Fan Sheng grabbed his hair with his backhand, put his two fingers together, popped out a sharp qi, and cut off a small strand of silver filament. He grabbed the foxy hand and tied the silver wire to their little fingers.

Fox sighed, watched the silver thread disappear, and said, "I see." ”

"If I am in danger, I will warn you." Fan Sheng smiled and said, "Its practical Nuwa stone can unravel the demonic poison." ”

Fox looked at his little finger thoughtfully.

He said, "When I get better, I will definitely leave here." ”

Shan grasped the fist, and made a decision in his heart: "Okay, I believe in you." He opened his arms and gently hugged Fan Shengyi.

The sinister world is that the Brahman is alone, and the demon world is even more afraid of the gods and Buddhas, and he will only drag down by his side.

"Take care, remember to go back." Vicious.

Fan Sheng let out an "um", "Be careful." ”

She waved her hand with her back to him and walked outside.

As soon as Fan Sheng sat on the bed, he looked out from the window sash, there was only a lion's roar in his ears, and when he looked up again, the green lion turned in a circle in the sky, leaving a few white cloud flowers in the sea of blood, which was indescribably beautiful.

Fan Sheng smiled lightly and said softly: "Goodbye, little sinister." The little finger shook slightly, and Fan Sheng knew that it was his nostalgia. He shook his little finger in comfort.

After the fox left, the room was much quieter, and Fan Shengyi could even hear the wail from the depths of the sea of blood.

Fan Sheng got together, and a layer of plush blanket was spread on the ground, and it didn't hurt to step on it barefoot. Fan Sheng was wearing single pants, and only the wounds on his upper body had crooked oblique gauze, and the rest of the place was unobstructed.

He looked at the furnishings in the house, it was very simple, and the utensils and utensils were very similar to the human world. To the point where a sense of familiarity arose in his heart, he half-bent down to look at the wood on the table, and a file. The silver threads slid down the waist loop and scattered around the ears, as if flying in the world.

"He's gone."

The man's voice came from the window again.

Fan Sheng smiled: "Yes." ”

The man stepped in through the window, walked up to Fan Shengyi, and reached out to touch his hair.

Fan Sheng took two steps back, but the man instantly withdrew his hand, making his scalp hurt.

Fan Shengyi was not annoyed, and said in a good voice: "This is not good. ”

The man let go: "The rules of your Buddha realm are like the human realm. ”

Fan Sheng was surprised: "Have you been to the human world?" ”

The man was silent, sat down at the table, pinched the wood in his hand, and turned his head sideways to stare at Fan Shengyi's face.

Fan Shengyi said: "The demon world is also very similar to the human world. ”

The man picked up the carving knife in his right hand and looked down at the wood: "Why do Buddhas and demons look like people?" ”

Brahman: "People have Buddha nature and demon nature. ”

Hearing this, the man suddenly stopped the movement of his hand, and scattered sawdust on the table: "What is demonic nature?" What is Buddha-nature? ”

"I'm looking for answers. ”

As soon as Fan Sheng looked at him, he said, "You have Buddha nature. ”

The man looked at him quietly, tilted his head and asked, "You want to cross me?" ”

"No, I'm just a cultivator. ”

The man was silent, picked up the carving knife again, seemed to measure the proportion of his head and body, and found a place to concentrate on carving. Fan Sheng sat across from him and watched his workmanship, calmly watching his fingers turn the wood. The man's fingers are not slender, but very slender, with a thin layer of calluses on the muzzle and thumb of the fingertips, and he often uses a blade.

The man stopped and stood up.

Fan Sheng looked at his back in confusion until the man took out a book and threw it into Fan Sheng Yi's arms.

Fan Sheng smiled and said, "Thank you." After speaking, I flipped through it, and it was a book of poems, with small scrolls in the corners.

"From the human world." The man said.

Fansheng nodded: "The poetry of the world is beautiful. ”

The man looked at Fan Shengyi and continued to carve: "You should stay in the Buddha realm." ”

Brahma was immersed in poetry and did not hear his words. The man brushed away the sawdust to reveal the outline of the carved object, and his hands were so skillful that he could grasp the form in three or two strokes.

The man put away the carving knife and the wood, and pulled the book of poems from Brahman's hand.

Fan Sheng's hands opened slightly, and he blinked: "What's wrong?" ”

"There's a celebration tomorrow night." The man said. The celebration banquet of the Demon Realm must be a failure of the Buddha Realm, and as soon as Fan Sheng knew about it, the expression on his face was still the same. He was already ordered not to participate in the war of Buddha and Demons, and his success or failure had nothing to do with Fansheng, so he had no scruples in his heart.

Fansheng nodded: "Congratulations." ”

The man continued, "Let's go. ”

Fan Sheng withdrew his hand: "Is it okay?" ”

The man did not reply again, threw the book of poems back to Fan Shengyi, walked to the door, and said, "Tomorrow night, I will come here to pick you up." ”

As soon as Fan Sheng looked at the closed door, he was a little curious, the celebration banquet in the Buddha world is the Buddha's lecture, and the human world is singing and dancing, so what about the demon world?

As soon as Fan Sheng lowered his head and read the poem, everything was only waiting for the man to come tomorrow night before the answer could be announced.

Following.

The man arrived at the appointment, with a suit of clothes hanging in his hand, and motioned for Fan Sheng to change into it.

As soon as Fansheng took it, he didn't know how to start. Seeing this, the man had no choice but to put down the wood carving in his hand and stepped forward to help him sort out his clothes.

Fan Sheng held a red rope in his mouth, and held his hair in both hands.

The man was half a head taller than him, his eyes were lowered and his belt was tied, and he raised his eyes coldly, and looked at Fan Sheng.

Fan Sheng sneered, and the man pulled out the red rope from his mouth, turned around and helped him tie his hair.

Fan Shengyi said gratefully: "Thank you." ”

The man lowered his head, the tip of his nose rubbed against the back of Fansheng's neck, and frowned slightly: "The Buddha qi on your body." He took off his cloak and put it on Brahman's body, trying to cover his Buddha qi with his demonic energy.

The man looked down like a beast again and sniffed, and when he saw Fan Shengyi's sparkling eyes, he sighed inwardly.

No matter how much he hides it, his innate temperament is not the same as that of the demons.

"Forget it." The man took Fan Shengyi and walked outside.

Outside, the beast's nose was tied to the gate, and it struggled constantly, the stone pillars trembled faintly, and dust fell from the roof.

The man had an extra whip in his hand and slammed it into the beast, causing it to dodge and scream louder.

Fan Sheng looked at the demonic beast and said lightly: "Don't be like this. "I want to talk about "Villain Love Guidelines" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~