It didn't take long for Su Yue to find an inn.

The shopkeeper was a woman with a kind face, who was still keeping vigil.

Bai Li heard from Su Yue and the woman's casual chatter that her husband was in charge of the back kitchen, the wife was at the front desk, and several half-year-old children were cleaning and greeting guests.

A small business, but it is very warm.

This time, Bai Pear has a long memory, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

When Su Yue pulled her into the house, Bai Li asked, "Didn't you say that you don't worry about the inn opened by people?"

Su Yue glanced at her, and his subordinates still packed up their salutes: "Who told you that someone opened it?"

Bai Li's eyes widened: "Don't tell me that the female shopkeeper downstairs is a demon, this time I took a closer look, but I didn't feel the slightest demonic energy." ”

"Isn't this the one you saw," Su Yue bent down and took out a few pajamas, "She said that the one in charge of the back is the demon." ”

"Husband?" Bai Li leaned in front of Su Yue and asked curiously, "What kind of demon?"

"Wolves. ”

Bai Li nodded thoughtfully, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Wait! They gave birth to a child? What ......is that child?" Man or wolf?"

"It's people," Su Yue finished packing up his salute, turned around and looked at the white pear whose face was almost in front of him, "Those are not the children of the wolf demon, they were born to the proprietress and her ex-husband." ”

"I see," Bai Li put away the curiosity on his face and sneered, "I say, how do humans and wolves have children......?

Su Yue's face didn't look good, and Bai Li quickly choked the conversation.

"I'm going to wash up. Su Yue picked up his pajamas and went to clean the room by himself.

The white pear purses its lips and pestles in place.

Uh, did I say something wrong again?

When the lights went out, Bai Li honestly nested on Su Yue's bed.

Su Yue closed his eyes and was silent, but Bai Li was scratching for a while, and twisting for a while.

"Long fleas?"

Bai Li was frightened: "No ......"

Arouse.

The night was shrouded, quiet and peaceful, and only the movement of the white pears could be heard.

Su Yue sighed: "Can't you sleep?"

Bai Li sighed, and said boldly: "You, you said that when you arrived at the inn, tell me the story of Yang Buxing." ”

I was thinking about this.

Su Yue smiled.

I don't know if it's because of the moonlight or the night, Su Yue's smile fell in Bai Li's eyes, and it was strangely gentle.

"Okay," Su Yue rubbed Bai Li's head, "finish talking and sleep." ”

"Mmmmmmmmmm

No one knows how old Yang is out.

But the years when people and demons are incompatible must be longer than Yang Bu's age.

Yang Buxing has a deep understanding of this.

His original name was Yang Zheng, and his ancestor was the Yang family in the distant mountains, the most prestigious family of mages at that time.

Different from the demon's spiritual weapon, the human magic weapon is a pure auxiliary.

Because for Taoist monks, if they want to be different from mortals, cultivation alone is naturally not enough.

If you have one or two high-quality magic weapons, whether it is for defense or travel, it can be much more convenient.

The Yang family in the distant mountains is famous all over the world, and many sects will come here to seek one or two magic weapons.

This is the right way for man.

Therefore, the profession of a mage master is also respected.

The Yang family has been like this for generations, and there are many outstanding people.

And Yang can't, that is, Yang Zheng, is still the eldest son of his generation.

The hopes and eyes of the entire family all fell on him.

The blood unity of the Yang family has always been the envy of outsiders, and it has an innate advantage over others in building magic weapons.

When Yang Zheng was ten years old, the head of the Xuanlin Division, who had been friends with the Yang family for generations, came from a distance by Yang Zheng's father and would personally order Yang Zheng's spiritual root.

On that day, the Yang family was like a city, and friends from all walks of life congratulated each other.

Yang Zheng, who was only ten years old, knew what was happening, but he didn't fully understand it.

was so frightened and frightened, and he had to pretend to be steady and self-controlled.

As if waiting for a verdict in full view.

But he didn't have anything.

Everyone was in an uproar, and the head of Xuanlin Division was also a little embarrassed.

It's just that no matter what he does, he just hasn't found the slightest spiritual root in Yang Zheng.

Because of this incident, the Yang family was humiliated, and Yang Zheng's father only locked Yang Zheng in the house after the accident, and never even looked at his son.

He had more important things to work out.

The reputation of the Yang family and the next plan are all things he has to consider.

Even if the son is gone, what if you want to have a few.

What more so is such a useless son?

Yang Zheng was frustrated, outsiders laughed at him, his family frowned, and no one remembered to comfort him.

Those children who have played with Yang Zheng since childhood, which one of them dare not be jealous and dare not say?

Yang Zheng has such a good background and such a good family background, how high he was at the beginning, and now he has fallen heavily.

When the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, openly and secretly, they all called Yang Zheng Yang no.

And in this period of Yang Zheng's darkest moment, there was only an elderly white cat with him.

Yang Zheng never named him, he just called him a cat on weekdays.

Yang Zheng had no one to say, so he had to talk to the cat every day.

also knew that the cat couldn't understand, Yang Zheng said too much, and the cat squinted and purred and fell asleep.

But Yang Zheng didn't care about this, there was a living creature that could speak, and he was extremely grateful.

Dad didn't come to see him, Yang Zheng can understand, but his mother hasn't come, Yang Zheng can't think of why.

Summer and autumn have passed.

The night was cool, and the old cat nested on Yang Zheng's feet.

Yang Zheng got up lightly and closed the window, and saw that there seemed to be a fire not far away.

Just when he was puzzled, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

It was an old man from the Yang family who watched Yang Zheng grow up.

In the past six months, he has stuffed some eggs and meat for Yang Zheng.

It is the person who has a long body that cannot be left behind.

But when he came late at night, he was in a hurry, and he must not have sent supper to Yang Zheng.

It turned out that the people of Xuanslin outside had already gathered, saying that they wanted to catch demons.

What kind of demon?

Yang Zheng was stunned, but he didn't notice that the eyes of the old cat behind him lit up.

Yang Zheng naturally couldn't imagine how important the family's reputation could be.

It is so important that Xuan Silin's head elder is willing to use his friendship over the years to collude with the Yang family and make up bewitching nonsense.

The eldest son of the Yang family, Linggen, didn't notice it because he was suppressed by the demon.

Such high-sounding reasons only protect the reputation of the Yang family.

can't keep Yang Zheng, who has nothing, can't keep the cat demon who has never appeared once.

No one would have thought that the cat that the Yang family racked their brains to come up with growing up with Yang Zheng would really be a cat demon.

It was just an excuse, but it was still crooked.