Chapter 153: Milk curd
When Han Lin's performance was over, the class owner no longer hesitated, clapped his hands, and made a decision: "Accept it! Yes!"
Han Lin and the three of them were overjoyed.
What they don't know is that in this world, there is a default rule: if you don't say yes, you say no.
And to promise, you must be refreshing, and you must not be ambiguous!
This is the rule that our ancestors laid down when they created them. Originally, they were just workers in the beginning, or rather just tools. Therefore, in order to avoid problems, he demanded that all people must have a cheerful personality.
Yes is yes, can be can, no ambiguity and prevarication, mud and water.
At this time, it doesn't matter at all whether the three of them are unknown or not. To everyone present, it was just an ordinary spirit......
The whole society, like the three Han Lin in front of them, belongs to the group of spirits, and with the accumulation of development, they basically account for one-sixth of the total population, which can be said to be very common.
There were even aristocrats who specialized in keeping spirits in captivity and even formed armies.
After all, as long as it is not a top-notch spirit physique, the ability of these spirits is still quite strong.
There are always a lot of smart people.
These are all extremely high-quality resources, although the spirits have many problems compared to the human race, but as long as the results outweigh the disadvantages, they can't use them.
However, these upper-class people, despite their vision, are actually despicable. They don't care about the fate of the spirits, and in the depths of their bones, they inherit the indifference from their ancestors, and they also pursue the predator and cruelty inherited from Shura.
The only thing they care about is their own happiness.
Therefore, don't look at the small place, and because the barrier is isolated from the outside world, there are still forces from all sides, occupying the land as the king, fighting for many years, and the people are not living.
Then, the class master, who had already made a decision, glared at Xiao Liu'er beside him.
Xiao Liu'er, who was in charge of chores, immediately understood, got up from the ground, and then stepped forward to greet him, leading the three of them into the troupe.
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That night, Han Lin wore his newly-acquired coat and lived with the bull demon in the shed at the end of the convoy.
Although the straw was all over the ground, the smell was stinking, and the environment was harsh, Han Lin behaved very calmly, as if a beast like him should be so ordinary, so he quickly got into a fight with the bull demon.
The whole troupe rested on the hillside more than a mile away from the post station.
In order to save on the travel fee, they did not choose to enter the city.
This is not a good choice in troubled times.
With silver, there is no life, that is the norm.
But the troupe can't get on the stage. Sometimes that's it. Moreover, they are all people who are used to walking the rivers and lakes, not to mention tough, there is always something in their hands.
In troubled times, people are as cheap as mustard, and they don't want money to die.
The skinny Qingzi lives in the carriage near the middle with Xiao Liuzi and the monkey demon.
And the heron is the most special, he, like Ying'er, lives alone in the front wing.
Because as soon as he takes off his feather coat, he becomes a woman, and she is a beautiful woman. That appearance, although the face is bewitching, it is obviously a monster, but everyone is still stunned, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy.
The class owner immediately decided to add several jobs to him, and let him play Guanyin Bodhisattva and Chang'e!
Therefore, the heron naturally received special preferential treatment, and was arranged to live alone in a room like Jiao'er. Compared with the treatment of Han Lin and others, it is more than a step up.
Recalling seeing the heron's delicate and graceful face, Han Lin couldn't help but be stunned.
This was not what he expected.
The heron knew that his original form could not be hidden, so he did not hide it.
However, he is not really a woman, and even remains male in shape, but in form.
The so-called male and female physiognomy.
"Ghost cars, ghost cars, nine-headed birds that swim above death. At this time, Han Lin had already eaten dinner, lay on top of the haystack, recalled the information, and secretly pondered in his heart, "The legend says that the real ghost car has ten heads, and this last head is very difficult to see. Just looking at the body and not using his hands, you can't see how much strength he has now? However, even if he is really a ghost car with more than three heads, he is not my current opponent of the gluttonous pig demon. ”
The so-called three-headed ghost car is actually just a three-headed bird with the blood of a ghost car, which is roughly equivalent to the Jindan cultivation of the human race, which is the saying that the demon beasts put gold on their faces.
This has always been the case with the monsters.
Stupid, vulgar, arrogant, condescending.
Han Lin is confident that with his current appearance, the two of them can't see where they came from at all.
Just as he was pondering, the bull demon on the side leaned over, searched in the haystack under him for a long time, and took out a jar.
"Here, new guy. Taste, good stuff. ”
He grinned.
Han Lin twitched his nose and found that there was a smell of wine.
I ate some cakes and vegetable leaves in the evening, and there were few meat stars, so I subconsciously looked at this jar, and thought it was wine, even if it was bad wine, it was a good thing at this time, and I couldn't help but have some surprises and expectations in my heart.
This hellish place, barren and desolate.
As a result, as the other party opened it, he was surprised.
It was found that it was a piece of white bean curd.
And it's a creamy curd with a mellow flavor of sake.
"This is my treasure!"
The bull demon is big, but his voice is thin, and he twists his waist and grins.
The mouth full of large teeth is scattered, and the red and bloody gums make people feel frightened.
Most of the monsters are like this.
Han Lin is essentially a human race, and his aesthetics have not been distorted, so he feels that he is really a little ugly.
However, he was not polite, he directly stretched out his hand and took a piece, put it in his hand, and then followed the other party's appearance, stretched out his tongue, and licked it little by little.
At the same time, his hand leaned over gently, using the spiritual power in his body, connecting with the other party's body, as if he was a good friend, leaning on a ball.
"The breath of this bull demon is equivalent to the fourth layer of qi refining, and my situation at this time, if I don't use the magic weapon exercises, it is equivalent to the sixth layer at most. And the class master and Na Ying'er are both peerless physiques, which are equivalent to the late stage of qi training. And it's a little far away, not like it's close to this bull demon now, and you can be ready to judge by hand. That's a bit tricky. ”
Of course, if he uses the magic weapon, he will definitely not only have the strength in the early stage of foundation building, but he can't figure out the reality and reality, so he plans to wait and see the changes first.
This world was different from all the worlds that Han Lin came into contact with.
Don't look at them, they are all qi cultivators, but they can't practice the method, they can't operate spiritual power, and they are no different from ordinary people, but they are stronger and stronger.
Let's count it as a kind of strange existence of the refining cultivator.