Hu Li's voice was glutinous, and a little flat.

So, what Song Shushu heard, Hu Li called him shit!

Early in the morning, if you don't recruit anyone and don't mess with anyone, why do you curse!

Song Shushu couldn't get angry at this devil-like eighteen-year-old girl, but said helplessly: "Hu Li, what are you scolding me for!"

When I mention her name, I can't help but think of the fiery red fox with a white scarf I saw in my hallucinations yesterday or in my nightmares.

Somehow, the more I look at Hu Li now, the more she looks like a ghostly fox.

"You little girl, what a ditch envoy, this is ugly, it sounds like shit!"

Wu Tiangui's slow voice came from behind the door, and then, a shiny cane also poked in from behind the door, and then, there was the head as bright as a boiled egg.

This head, no matter how you look at it, looks like a turtle's head!

Song Shushu rubbed his eyebrows, could it be that he was under a lot of pressure and made himself nervous?

"If it's not called a ditch envoy, what is it called?"

Song Shushu looked helpless, where do I look like shit, let you miss it so much!

"Humans and demons communicate with each other! Demons and humans can also communicate with each other!" Wu Tiangui said with a smile.

Song Shushu couldn't help but roll his eyes, people, demons and demons, and people are not as good as shit!

However, something is wrong, taken literally, like a messenger for communication between humans and demons, or an ambassador or something!

Goblin!

Song Shushu remembered, the scene in the hallucination, is it possible, is it not an illusion?

Wu Tiangui looked at Song Shushu's face changed, leaned on crutches, and nodded at him with a smile, "That's right, it's what you think!"

Song Shushu pounced, knelt down directly, and said with a crying voice: "I...... I haven't done anything bad! When I was a child, I stole Uncle Li's melon, and I sawed the board in Aunt Zhang's toilet!

I've caught toads, birds, and fish...... But...... But that's all because I'm young and ignorant, so I can do evil! I'm really not a bad person! Don't eat me, can't you!"

After Song Shushu finished speaking, he wanted to give himself a slap, according to legend, good people are easy to be eaten by monsters! Bad people are all long-lived and hundred-year-old gold belts or something, it is estimated that the meat is sour and smelly, and monsters are not happy to eat it!

"No, no, I'm not a good person, digging up the graves, bullying honest people, picking up girls and splitting legs, I have done everything that lacks virtue, really, really, my meat is sour, it's really not delicious!"

After Song Shushu finished speaking, he looked at Wu Tiangui pitifully, and glanced at Hu Li next to him from time to time.

I don't know when, Tiger Roaring Forest, Lang was shocked in the air, the big man with horns on his head, and other villagers poked their heads one by one, leaned on the window and opened the door, and looked at him curiously.

It's as if he's using his eyes to figure out which piece of meat on his body is more delicious.

If there is a demon, there must be a god, Song Shushu begged all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, only begging them not to transform, not to eat themselves, they really don't want to become feces.

Hu Li laughed straight down, and Wu Tiangui shook his head and sighed.

"Young man, when you came to work, I felt that something was not quite right......"

Hu Li giggled, stretched out her little tender hand, pinched Song Shushu's face several times, and rubbed it several times on his head.

Song Shushu seemed to be frozen, and he didn't dare to move, letting Hu Li touch and pinch his body.

Every time she touched a place, Song Shushu subconsciously came up with a way to make a meal.

Touching the head, that's steaming brains, pinching the face, that's the smoked sauce face, touching the neck, that's the spicy neck, poking the ribs, that's braised pork ribs, poking the back, that's the smooth tenderloin, pulling the leg hair, that's the sauce elbow......

Wu Tiangui knocked on Hu Li's head with a crutch, and said slowly: "Don't touch it, you have always had sharp teeth and sharp mouths, give Xiao Song a briefing on the situation! Alas, it's all fate!"

Hu Li gritted her teeth and rubbed her head.

Song Shushu found out before that Hu Li's little tiger teeth were longer and sharper than normal people.

I only thought before, with her little tiger teeth and her childlike face, she was very cute and cute.

But now it looks particularly eerie.

"Okay, okay, actually, that's the case, according to the coexistence of demons, the spirit of Document No. 1380, the demon race and the human race, enjoy the same civil rights, subject to the same legal constraints, of course, you can't be unrestrained, machine guns and cannons or something, it's not easy to mess with, after all, it's the end of the law era, it's to occupy this spiritual tide spring, we can barely survive!"

Hu Li's ruddy cherry mouth, like a machine gun, spoke so smoothly.

But the more Song Shushu listened, the more confused he became!

According to Hu Li, in ancient times, even in ancient times, humans and demons coexisted in the world, and they also merged with each other and lived together without barriers.

For the demon race, it was the primeval era, and for the human race, it was the age of mythology!

With the development of the times, according to scientific explanation, the entire galaxy is constantly running and in motion!

When it runs to a certain node, the whole world undergoes a change that violates the rules of physics, and the aura gradually dissipates.

More than 1,000 years ago, it was the last era of legends with big demons and great powers, and since then, there have only been occasional little demons in the world.

The power of the mythological era, as well as the super demon king, could not survive in the world when the aura was gradually lost, so the power of the human race flew to the fairy world, and the demon king of the demon race created the demon metaverse.

The scientific explanation is some kind of extradimensional space!

It wasn't until 200 years ago that the aura completely disappeared, and the mythical characters who originally flew away from the sky, as well as those great demons with amazing talents, gradually lost their abilities, and the human race embarked on the scientific path of developing productive forces.

When the human race took another fork in the road, those inheritances, as well as the ability to fly to the sky, became legends.

The demon clan stubbornly adheres to the inheritance, forming villages or stockades one by one, guarding the spiritual tide springs, escaping from the world, waiting quietly, waiting for the return of the king.

This kind of spiritual tide spring is the so-called cave heaven blessed land in the legend, the spiritual tide will surge once a year, and every time the tide surges, there will be a first quarter moon, which is also the best time to cultivate.

Song Shushu is a person and a demon messenger, and it also comes from the peaceful coexistence of demons, Document No. 1380, which needs to be approved by both the human race and the demon race, and the main work is to communicate with the human and demon clans to make them coexist peacefully, more like an observer.

This way of recognition is that the Terran side sends it in the name of the village chief.

On the side of the demon clan, it is natural to certify when the spiritual tide rises and the demon king's spiritual sense penetrates the two realms.

The hexagonal golden scale at the center of Song Shushu's eyebrows is the exclusive mark of the Golden Dragon King that belongs to the Northern Demon Clan.