The black horse was puzzled, and naturally no one would help it answer, but at this moment, the two of them were walking in Tianlong City, like a plague, where they passed, they met the door and closed the door, and everyone avoided it, and at night, even the light began to go out with their footsteps.

It was pitch black under the night, Qin Mo didn't find the inn as he wished, let alone the inn, they didn't even have a place to rest at the moment, just because the surroundings were full of crises, and they didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him and Turin in the dark.

In the end, Qin Mo simply came to the place where he fought during the day, at this time, it was empty, and there were ruins and broken walls everywhere, but in such an environment, it was impossible for those guys who were secretly watching to get close, even if they wanted to sneak attack, they would be immediately discovered by Qin Mo, unless they could be perfectly invisible.

Qin Mozhi also thought about leaving Heavenly Dragon City, but he knew very well that even if he could go out completely stealth, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of those strong people.

On the contrary, it is okay in Tianlong City, those strong people with names and surnames must at least be afraid of Qin Mo's strong bull demon Tianjiao's identity, even if they do it secretly, they must be completely sure, otherwise it will be tantamount to asking for their own death.

If he left Tianlong City, Qin Mo would have a hundred lives by then, and it was estimated that it would not be enough for these powerhouses of Qinggu to kill.

Even now, he is at an impasse and feels unsafe at every turn.

In this way, the two of them stopped at the core of the open area where the day battle was fighting, and Qin Mo found some dry wood to split and start a fire.

In the flickering light of the fire, Turin's face was as red as a ripe apple, and at first glance it looked like a shy, but it was not.

At this moment, Turin suddenly touched his belly and said, "Master, I'm so hungry." ”

Qin Mo was suddenly embarrassed, this place was empty, where to find food, not to mention finding food, whether they could find a living creature willing to talk to them was a problem.

Turin suddenly looked at the black horse and said with bad intentions: "Master, if you kill this ugly monster, how about we stew horse meat? ”

The black horse didn't know what a beef pot was, and it didn't know what it was like, but at this time, it was cold, looking at Qin Mo pitifully, as if begging for mercy, the reason why it didn't run away was not just because Qin Mo stood up for it.

In fact, it also thought about running, but every time it thought of the feeling that life and death were in the control of the other party, the black horse did not dare to run.

And the same is true at this time, even if Turin says that it wants to stew it, it can only beg for mercy, and does not dare to have any chance to escape, it feels that Turin is not only an ancestor at this time, she is simply a demon king.

Qin Mo glanced at the black horse, hesitated, and after half the salary, he suddenly said: "For the sake of it taking the initiative to run back, we can't stew it either." ”

Hearing this, the black horse immediately drooped his head and rubbed against Qin Mo's body, as if to say, what you said is really extremely reasonable.

"But ......" At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly stared coldly at the black horse, and the black horse immediately raised his head, and the horse looked at him with a stern face, looking like he was sacrificing his life.

Seeing this, Qin Mo shook his head and continued, "You have to go find something to eat." ”

Hearing this, the black horse was immediately relieved, and ran back and forth around Qin Mo like a joy, and then disappeared into the night.

"Master, do you really believe that this ugly monster will bring us food?" Turin asked with a suspicious face, in her eyes, the appearance of the black horse is ugly, then its heart is naturally ugly, how can such an ugly beast with an ugly appearance and an ugly heart be trusted.

"You can't just look at a horse. Qin Mo sighed and said, "Of course, you can't look at the heart, you have to see if it knows each other." ”

"How do you know each other?" asked Turin.

Hearing this, Qin Mo took the stick, flicked the flame, and said: "Acquaintance, it just depends on what it brings back, if you are not satisfied with what it brings back, I am not satisfied, then I don't know each other." ”

"Then you can slaughter it and eat meat?" asked Turin with an excited expression.

"Theoretically, that's true. Qin Mo said.

Turin suddenly looked forward to it, the cool wind blew her hair, she couldn't help but shiver, and leaned towards Qin Mo: "Master, I'm a little cold." ”

Qin Mo hugged her into his arms and asked, "Is this better?"

Du Ling, whose head was buried in Qin Mo's arms, whimpered, "Okay, it's better." ”

Without waiting for Qin Mo to speak, she said again, "Master, can you tell me a story?" Just tell me the story you told me during the day. ”

Qin Mo did feel very cold, this coldness did not come from the cool wind, but from the countless killing machines around him, and those strong people didn't want to tear the Turin in his arms to pieces.

He was silent for a moment, and then said: "In the East China Sea, there is an immortal mountain, called Huaguo Mountain, which is ...... on the mountain."

Qin Mo didn't remember the specific details of this story, because his memory of many things in his hometown began to blur, even his impression of his parents, maybe because he came to this world, the rules of this world were changing him, making him forget something.

But he remembered the general plot, and when he began to tell the story, Turin, who was trembling a little in her arms, suddenly fell silent.

This story was originally very long, but Qin Mo remembered too little, so he didn't tell it soon, and he finished telling this story in only one hour.

"In the end, Monkey King became a Buddha?" Turin asked suddenly.

"Yes, it has become a Buddha and has attained positive results. Qin Mo smiled and hooked the bridge of her nose, "From now on, the reputation will spread all over the world." ”

"But why did it become a Buddha?" Turin asked again, this time she looked at Qin Mo very seriously, "It was originally a carefree monkey yearning for freedom, but in the end it became a Buddha, why did it become a Buddha instead of continuing to be a carefree monkey?"

Qin Mo was dumbfounded for a moment, he didn't know how to answer, he never thought that after listening to this story, Turin would actually feel like this, and he would have such an opinion.

He only remembered that when he first read this story, he was proud of Brother Monkey's cultivation and positive results, as if he was it.

But when Turin asked like this, the concept in Qin Mo's heart began to subvert, yes, why didn't it become a free and carefree monkey, why did it become a Buddha?

At this moment, Turin suddenly said in an extremely calm tone: "Is it because of the five hundred years under the Five Fingers Mountain? Or is it because I am afraid of Guanyin's tight spell......?

Turin was suddenly a little annoyed, "But, after 500 years under the Five Fingers Mountain, shouldn't it understand the preciousness of freedom? No matter how powerful Guanyin's mantra is, can it overcome the loneliness of being trapped in a cage for a lifetime? Master, why should it become a Buddha?"

Qin Mo couldn't answer, let alone know how to answer, at this moment he looked at Turin, as if he saw a completely different person, which made him suddenly a little scared.

"Master, I don't like Sun Wukong, because he has become a Buddha, and I like monkeys who dare to enter the underworld to change their lives and dare to go to the heavenly palace to make a fuss. As he spoke, Turin began to cry.

Qin Mo looked at him, stroked her cheek, and said, "Don't cry, it's just a story, there is no monkey in the world at all, and there is no Monkey King." ”

"No, I'm not crying, I'm just crying. Turin corrected seriously, "It's just tears for the monkey in the story, because it has become a Buddha." ”

At this moment, a sound of horses' hooves came, followed by two neighing sounds, pulling the two back into reality.

Turin immediately wiped away her tears and returned to normal, as if she didn't want to lose face in front of the ugly bastard.

Sure enough, after a while, the black horse galloped towards it, and it was almost negligible in the night, but beside it, there was a snow-white white horse.

In fact, if it weren't for this white horse, Qin Mo and Turin wouldn't be able to see the black horse, and in front of this bright and glowing white horse, it could indeed be ignored.

Contrary to Turin, Qin Moda was a little resistant to these things that looked holy from the bottom of his heart, yes, in his eyes, this white shiny horse was such a thing.

"What a beautiful horse. Turin suddenly trotted over, which made Qin Mo worry for a while, and he glanced around, and only after making sure that it was safe did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Qin Mo walked up to the Black Horse and asked, "Where's the food?"

Who would have thought that the black horse drooped his head and rubbed it on him a few times, and then on a horse's face, two eyes stared at the white horse, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

"Wait, this horse won't be the young city lord's white snow, right?" Qin Mo suddenly thought of the unlucky young city lord, and then stared at the black horse, "In this way, this is your cannon friend, you can't bear to betray your cannon friend so much?"

The black horse lowered his head, and his front legs kept pulling on the ground, that cheap look, obviously saying that compared to his own life, the cannon friend is a ball.

Qin Mo was sure that the appearance of this horse was ugly, and the heart was also black, but for the sake of his future plans, he couldn't cut it directly.

So, he walked up to Turin, patted her on the shoulder and said, "This is the food that the goods brought us, are you satisfied?"

Turin was stunned for a moment, followed by the immediate killing cloth in his eyes, seeing that she was about to chop off the black horse, Qin Mo stopped her and said, "Pepper roasted white horse!"

Turin was stunned for a moment, then she glanced at the white horse, recalled a wonderful memory, swallowed her saliva and then said resolutely, "I want half." ”

Qin Mo thought about it for a moment, then nodded: "Deal." ”

Half an hour later, the shiny white horse was ferociously roasted into horse meat, and by the campfire, both of them stared at the horse meat and swallowed their saliva.

With the kindness of Qin Mo and Turin, the beautiful Bai Xue followed in the footsteps of its owner and left this world......