"Do you know where this is, Vulna-mortal?"

The Golden Horn King sat on the tiger skin throne and shouted in a milky voice, his eyes were immature, and his feet were dangling in the air, and he couldn't even touch the ground.

Ning Shu came to his senses, his head was still a little heavy, he heard the boy's question, rubbed his eyes, looked at it fixedly, and secretly slandered in his heart: "This boy doesn't look big, how can he talk so old-fashioned, but like a bandit." ”

"My lord asks you something, answer quickly. Da Fei poked Ning Shu with his fat hand.

It was the first time he had heard a toad speak when he was so big.

thought so, but he didn't dare to snub the little king in front of him. After looking around for a week, he said: "The mountain is not high, and there are immortals." The water is not deep, there is a dragon and the spirit, look at the vitality in this temple, there is a faint purple gas rising, although I don't know the name of the mansion, it must also be a place of immortals. ”

It is indeed not exaggerated, there are two bronze cranes on Ning Shu's left and right hands, as if they want to fly, lifelike, there is an incense burner in the middle, there are three incense sticks burning inside, the smoke curls up, the sandalwood fragrance spreads throughout the hall, but behind the boy is three futons, according to common sense, it should be the position of worship, but there is no one on the futon. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a Taoist cave blessed land, and then look at the two monsters around me who are squeezing their eyebrows, and I feel complicated for a while.

"It's good, it's a reader, and it's so literate in words and sentences. "The King of the Golden Horn is very useful.

No matter how you listen to the words and make sentences, these words should not come out of the mouth of a three- or four-year-old child. However, if something goes wrong, it is a demon, and if it is a monster, it is not strange.

Ning Shu felt that he could no longer look at the world through the eyes of a mortal.

I saw the King of the Golden Horn, jumping off the tiger skin chair, with his hands behind his back, swaying towards Ning Shu, and said as he flew: "Mortal, why don't you worship when you see me." ”

"The son worships the family, the scholar worships the teacher, the minister worships the king, you have no three, why do you want to worship. ”

Hearing this, the big fat and the second thin on the side broke out in a cold sweat on their foreheads, and they couldn't help it many times in their hearts.

A trace of anger and ridicule flashed in the eyes of the Golden Horn King, and he said angrily: "Shut up, this king has cultivated the law of heaven and realized the opportunity of immortality, how can it be that you, a junior of the mortal womb, can speculate, if you don't kneel down quickly and beg for mercy, if not, I will call you ......"

It's still milky, but it's not good to listen to.

Ning Shu was about to listen to the consequences, but saw the Golden Horn King sniff, as if he had smelled something, sniffed a few more times, and determined that the target was coming from the impolite human in front of him, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, the flesh on his little face shook and trembled, and he ran to Ning Shu's side in a hurry, and sniffed around and around.

"Are youkai going to eat people?"

Ning Shu had goosebumps all over his body, no matter how calm a person was, he couldn't stand such a sniff, as if he heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Have you ever eaten some natural treasures? How can there be such a strong medicinal fragrance on your body? The Golden Horn King asked.

Ning Shu was looked at by him with straight hair, like a delicate little lady who was targeted by some old pervert.

"Don't be afraid, I don't like to kill, I am a principled person. Golden Horn was slightly annoyed when he heard the word cannibalism.

"Don't blame the king, I was confused for a while, and I was scared before I came up with this idea. After thinking about it, Ning Shu still felt that it was most important to survive in the monster nest, so he followed the words of the Golden Horn King and went down the stairs.

The Golden Horn King grinned with satisfaction, "Let me ask you how you, a mortal, escaped from the butcher's hands. ”

After Ning Shu heard this, his eyes were slightly dim, saying that he had escaped, but in fact, someone had exchanged his life for his own life.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Does the king know the origin of that bandit?"

It sounded like the Golden Horn King knew the man in the black carriage.

"Bandits, where have there been bandits in this hundred miles and eight scenic mountains, even if there were, they would have been wiped out by your Divine Dynasty a long time ago, and I don't know where the butcher came from. Tsk, the means are really cruel, and they slaughtered Shucheng and the surrounding villages together, such a ruthless person can't be provoked. Golden Horn sighed.

"When is it your turn to ask me, answer the king's question, how did you survive?"

Even Shucheng was slaughtered, so wouldn't the entire fleet be spared?

Thinking of this, Ning Shu's eyes went dark, and he was about to faint.

Seeing this, the golden horn hurriedly supported him on his back, and shot out a golden light from the golden horn on his forehead and hit Ning Shu's shoulders.

Ning Shu spat out a mouthful of blood and barely came to his senses.

"I was staying overnight in Xujia Village on the edge of Shucheng......," Ning Shu slowly said everything he had experienced before, and couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned Mr. Song and Tie Kunlun.

"You said you survived by eating a red pill?" "Golden Horn didn't care about the fight scene at all.

"Hmm. Ning Shu nodded.

The golden horn suddenly grabbed one of Ning Shu's hands, and out of nowhere he found a short knife, the cold light shimmered, and the blade flashed across Ning Shu's fingers.

Ning Shu thought that the boy in front of him was finally about to reveal the nature of monsters eating people, probably because he wanted to taste some blood first to see if it was suitable for his appetite.

After the Golden Horn King's slash, he was ready to taste the blood.

The whole hall was surprisingly quiet.

There is no picture of blood spilling out.

Ning Shu only left a shallow white mark on his wrist.

"The skin is so thick!?" exclaimed Da Fei on the side.

Ning Shu was stunned, thinking to himself that the leather was very thick?

There was a greedy look in the Golden Horn King's eyes, and an expression that was not what I expected.

I saw a flash of golden light on his head, and Ning Shu's fingertips tingled, and a drop of red blood fell, and the golden horn was taken in his hand, smelled it, and then put it in his mouth, as if his fingers had been cut.

"Aren't you very principled!" Ning Shu said angrily.

The golden horn didn't hear his rebuke, his eyes turned into regret, the two pieces of baby fat on his face were twisted, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, beat his chest and feet, snorted and cried, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Tyrannical things, tyrannical things." ”

Ning Shu guessed that the heavenly object in his mouth should be the red pill that Mr. Song gave him, so he pretended to be naïve and said: "That little sugar pill is really delicious, I grabbed a lot of it in the pharmacy in the city when I was a child." ”

"You fart, do you think this thing is mass-produced? It's really a cow chewing peonies, you you, you, you...... You spit it out for me. "The Golden Horn King felt that he was a little superior.

"So what the hell is that?" Ning Shu asked.

"It's a good fate for you, and the person who protected you was willing to use such an elixir to save you. ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the red pill used to save your life is called the Shengsheng Creation Pill, which is an immortal medicine, but it is a great medicine that the Supreme Daomen uses the Tianzun refining technique to absorb the aura of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and takes the heavenly tribulation as the guide, and the law and meaning are the main medicines. The True Dragon Vine needed in it alone was not something that ordinary monks could find. ”

"According to the five realms divided by your human race, you can break through the realm by eating one of the realms under the void, so that your own cultivation can reach a higher level. It is not a problem for the demon clan to transform after eating, one can be exchanged for a hundred cities in other small countries except the God Dynasty, and even go to the north to change a grassland and countless cattle and sheep. ”

"It is rumored to be the Danfang left by Heavenly Court, a group of old immortals in Kunlun Mountain who study madness every day. I didn't expect it to be used to save the life of a mortal of yours, and my heart hurts. ”

After saying that, he began to cry again.

Ning Shu didn't expect Mr. Song to be so kind to himself, except to survive and kill the owner of the black carriage, he couldn't think of any other way to repay the favor of equal value.

"However, it's a miracle that you have been able to hold on until now, how can ordinary people endure such an immortal thing. If you can't survive, you'll explode and die in a few days. Jin Jiao calmed down and looked at Ning Shu like a dead man.

"I don't want to die. ”

Ning Shu said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself.

"Do you want revenge? You might as well think about how to survive first. Listen to what you said before, the butcher's strength is terrifying, you are a mortal, and people probably don't look at you squarely. ”

The golden horn sat back on the tiger skin throne with his hands behind his back, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and stopped looking at Ning Shu under the stage.

Ning Shu was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The big fat and the second slender who had been watching from the side listened to the clouds in the fog, but they vaguely understood that it seemed that the human rat they brought back from the mountain was about to die, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Da Fei stepped forward, took a bowl of wine and said: "Don't be sad, I often listen to the hedgehog spirit of Nanshan Mountain, the demon needs to be happy, and look at the waterfall from afar." ”

Ning Shu looked at the big toad holding a bowl of water in front of him, listened to it say the incoherent verse, and shook his head: "It's life that you must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon." This was written by a man of peerless talent in my human race, and you read it wrong. ”

The golden-horned eyebrows leaning back in the chair furrowed.

Da Fei was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "I just said how it looks weird to read, the hedgehog went to the village under the mountain to steal a few idle books, bullied me for not being literate, but came to make up poems to Meng Me, it's really hateful." ”

At this time, Er Shou walked over, put a dark golden wrench in Ning Shu's hand, and said: "We are principled demons, we don't covet your things, this is brought back from the place where you were found, and I will return it to you." ”

Ning Shu looked at the word autumn rain engraved on his finger, couldn't calm down for a long time, took the wine in Da Fei's hand and drank it all.

"I respect the rain on the river, and I drink alone in the cold boat. ”

"What kind of poem is this?" asked Da Fei curiously.

"It's not a poem, it's a song made by a chivalrous man. ”

"Sure enough, it's a cultural person, what do you do, little brother. Erthin asked curiously.

"I've read some books and taught for a while. ”

"I see that you are a scholar, and that half-hung hedgehog is far worse than you. ”

The two monsters chatted with Ning Shu with each other, and most of the questions were about the customs of the human race, which surprised Ning Shu a little that the two of them actually had a strong interest in poetry and songs, so they told some allusions to poetry with the two demons.

At the same time, I also know that the golden horn and the two demons are not the masters of this place, the Taoist temple has been dilapidated, and the two demons are the local demons nearby, and no one has ever been here since I can remember.

There have been bold demons who have entered, but they have not come out alive, and all the demons in the vicinity have said that the view is unknown.

Until one day the golden horn came, and naturally walked in and walked out naturally.

At that time, the big fat and the second thin were peeking in the grass with a group of demon spirits, and they were pulled out by the golden horn on the spot, and then they were taken to the temple.

There are all kinds of elixirs, herbs, and golden horns in the view, which are not exclusive, but are all distributed to the two demons, and over time, they also give birth to spiritual wisdom, and they are also comfortable.

"Let me tell you, there is a room in the backyard of Guanli, which is full of books, piled up as high as the hundred-year-old locust tree outside the door, but we can't understand it. Da Fei whispered in Ning Shu's ear.

"Ahem. ”

The golden horn on the seat coughed.

Ning Shu got up, stepped forward, and saluted: "Thank you for solving my doubts." ”

The golden horn did not open his eyes, and said slowly:

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you seem to be honest, but in fact you have a bad stomach. ”

"It's not impossible to ask me to teach you how to practice. ”

"I want the ink poems in your belly. ”

A wicked smile appeared on his round face.