The little Taoist priest had been lying on the ground for a little longer than he had been at the beginning.

Zuo Jing took advantage of this gap and walked back to the store quickly, without being noticed by him.

The little Taoist priest finally sat up again. He rubbed his buttocks, looked at the drinks placed on Boss Zhu's freezer, and swallowed quietly.

After a long time, he stood up again, took the bell and sword, and walked towards the six directions.

His steps were no longer as powerful as they had been at the beginning, and the fortitude on his face had waned a little.

He walked to the door of Liufangzhai and was stunned.

Zuo Jing set up a chair at the door of the store and sat there looking at him coldly.

The little Taoist priest looked at her and looked left and right a little helplessly.

Facing Zuo Jing, he seemed to be at a loss.

Finally, he put on a posture again, and stammered for a long time before saying, "Big... Bold and wicked..."

"Shut up!" Zuo Jing said viciously.

The little Taoist priest was so frightened that he took off his sword and fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.

Zuo Jing pointed at his nose angrily and scolded, "You rabbit..."

Zuo Jing only said four words, and the little Taoist priest fell face down to the ground, motionless.

Zuo Jing looked at his fingers in astonishment, looked at the Liufangzhai store again, and muttered:

"Holy? I've only been here for a day and have this kind of ability? ”

Mo Bei jumped from the side.

He walked up to the little Taoist priest and looked at it, and said:

"You're thinking too much, he's just fainting from hunger."

Zuo Jing dragged the little Taoist priest into the Liufang Zhai, but was stopped by Mo Bei.

"You're going to hurt him." Mo said sadly.

"For Mao?"

"Put him there first, I'll tell you."

Zuo Jing dragged the little Taoist priest under the shadow of the Liufangzhai shop, and took out the prepared towel to gently wipe his face.

Mo Bei looked at it, was silent for a while, and said, "I can't see it, you are very kind." ”

"Sensei disgust me." Zuo Jing said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart." ”

Mo sighed and said, "His behavior is called 'hitting the street'. ”

Demon Street was not so orderly and harmonious from the beginning.

In the process of gradually establishing this place, there have been many conflicts with humans.

Among them, the representatives of the human race, of course, are mainly monks who know magic.

Taoist priests, monks, and even shamans, Gu masters, or scattered families.

In the conflict between confronting and driving away these people, Demon Street continues to establish its position and order.

It doesn't matter if it's a monster hunt for profit, or if you want to become famous.

The vast majority of people who come to the door are motivated by profit.

The bosses of the demon street, because of their righteousness, treat others leniently, and the result is always compromised.

And when humans are driven out, they are nothing more than patting their butts and leaving.

After that, there will be others coming, going forward and coming one after another, and there will be a steady stream.

The people of Demon Street were overwhelmed and finally opened the killing ring.

The demons danced wildly, shocking the six directions for a while.

The monks never dared to set foot here again, and even had to be careful when talking about it.

However, after all, there are the most powerful resources in this industry in the demon street.

And the bosses of the demon street cultivated their human form and chose to live here in peace and stability, not to be rejected by mortals thousands of miles away.

Peaceful coexistence is the need of both sides.

The one who can communicate with both sides is naturally a person who often walks on both sides.

This person is the Fifth Master of Fire.

The five masters of fire represent the demon street, and set the rules for mortals with a condescending attitude.

Mortal monks can enter the Demon Street to challenge, but they are only allowed to walk from the streets to the end of the alley, and each shop can only challenge once.

As long as you win the battle, you can say your purpose, and the people in the demon street will definitely help you achieve it.

But if you fail, you will not be allowed to step into the demon street again in this life.

This rule itself has no substantive significance.

The power of the demon street has already let the mortal monks know that it is an untouchable existence.

For a while, things still haven't turned around.

It wasn't until a long time later that the calm of the demon street made people gradually relax.

The brave man entered the demon street to challenge, was beaten violently, and was thrown out of the street.

It's just that he is intact after all.

He tried in vain to re-enter the demon street, but was blocked by the shopkeepers from taking another step.

The rules of the demon street were finally carefully accepted by mortals.

The strategy of the fifth master of the fire is very shrewd.

The relationship between Demon Street and mortals successfully broke the ice, and showed strength and self-restraint to fulfill promises, which was revered by mortals.

Since then, the demon street has not been disturbed again.

For hundreds of years, no human race has succeeded in winning a challenge.

All is fine.

"The human monks call this rule 'street fighting.'" Mo Bei said: "Generally speaking, only raw melons and eggs and people who want to be famous and crazy will come to fight on the street." ”

"Fighting the streets, it sounds like a robbery." Zuo Jing said coldly: "But he's just a little ghost, why do you abuse him so much?" Will you die if you talk well? ”

Mo Bei shook his head and said, "Once, the people of Demon Street were also very friendly to humans. But they had to inch in, thinking that the people of Demon Street were just a group of humanoid beasts that could be slaughtered by others, so they acted recklessly. ”

Mo Bei said, looking at the streets on the left and right: "Later, the bosses of the demon street understood that humans are animals that are really only subservient to iron fists and power many times. ”

"But he's a child! It's still very simple, how can there be so many names! Different people can't be treated differently?! ”

Mo Bei continued to shake his head: "This is the gap between races. If you ask a herd of elephants to spare poachers, do you think it's scientific? ”

"How the could it be this serious!" Zuo Jing threw down the towel and said angrily.

She felt that Mo Bei was making too much of a fuss.

She felt that she was just a child and should not be treated like this.

Mo Bei stared into her eyes and said, "It's much more serious than you think." ”

Zuo Jing opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

"I know, you're human. But in this matter, as the acting boss of Liufangzhai now, you have to think it out for yourself. ”

Mo Bei said, turning to leave.

Before leaving, he looked back and said:

"This young man has no ability, be kind to him, he will have no future, and he will harm your brother."

Zuo Jing was stunned for a moment and was silent.

She folded her arms and thought in her chair, slowly losing track of time.

The little Taoist priest slowly woke up.

He rested for a while and regained some strength.

He sat up and woke up. Looking at Zuo Jing, he was a little confused.

Zuo Jing turned her head and looked at him.

The little priest timidly avoided her gaze and looked around for his sword and bell.

"Well, you stupid boy."

Zuo Jing said, returning the things to the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest was very surprised by Zuo Jing's behavior, he looked at Zuo Jing, not knowing what to do.

Zuo Jing let out a long breath and tried to look amiable.

"Hey, little ghost."

"To ...... Arrive! The little Taoist priest replied nervously.

"Why do you want to hit the street?"

The little Taoist priest rubbed his hair with his sword in embarrassment, which was a little itchy with sweat and dust.

"I promised my master that I would make a name for myself......"

"Where's your master?"

The little Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and shook his head blankly.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?"

The little Taoist priest licked his lips.

He didn't answer Zuo Jing's words, packed up his bags in a bit of a panic, and went to the next store.

"Huh? I'm damn by this little bastard! What the do you mean?! ”

Zuo Jing's anger finally broke out and he scolded.

The little Taoist priest did not look back and quickly ran away.