When I entered the house, I looked like I had nothing to do, and I smelled a strong fragrance, and suddenly realized: my sister is stewing chicken again.

After buying the courtyard here, the backyard is quite spacious, so I cleaned it up, placed a chicken coop, and raised more than ten chickens. When they are almost finished, they slaughter and eat them.

Ye Junsheng had other plans, and he was going to endure some time to release the pig demon and the great sage and raise them in the backyard. After all, staying in the Qiankun space, unable to swallow the sun and moon, it is not good to live for a long time.

In recent days, I have been waiting for the night to be quiet, and quietly release them to carry out daily cultivation work.

"Brother, fortunately, you came back in time, the thunder was gusting, and it was about to rain heavily. ”

Ye Jun's eyebrows poked his head out and said crisply.

Ye Junsheng replied: "Well, I'm just afraid of rain, so I'll come back early." ”

Recently, his life can be described as extremely leisurely, he does not have to worry about his livelihood, he goes out after breakfast every day, holds a book in his hand, and goes to the restaurant tea shop at about an hour. Anyway, wherever you go, you can get there. After more than ten days of hard work, almost the entire Jingshi has been visited.

Everywhere I went, my eyes occasionally opened, and I couldn't help but be secretly frightened: this Jingshi is a dragon and a tiger, and the country is unified, and it is extremely stable.

Blood, official, literary, rich and noble, luck Jackie Chan, very majestic.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for the idle spell to exert its power, let alone the Lonely Soul and Wild Ghost. They can't survive in the city at all, and if they come out of nowhere, they are afraid that they will be suppressed immediately.

Ye Junsheng just opened his spiritual eyes and watched, but he was all counterattacked, and he couldn't watch it for long. After a while, I felt that my eyes were dry and stinging, so I had to withdraw quickly.

Take a look around. Open his mind, he is naturally not bored.

Since breaking through the realm of scattered immortals. The strength has increased dramatically, and the contact has reached a higher level, of course, more understanding.

This is also very beneficial to one's own self-cultivation.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I left Fumanlou today, I would encounter an assassination that I had been planning for a long time.

In order to avoid his sister's worry, Ye Junsheng never mentioned it, and talked and laughed as usual, eating and drinking.

After dinner, he took out a rattan chair and took a shade under the ginkgo tree in the courtyard; I will enjoy it even more, and hang a hammock directly between the two trees - this thing is from Ye Junsheng's hand, and it is woven by hand, which can be regarded as a small invention.

When I fell asleep for the first time, I swayed slightly, as if I was in the clouds, which was very comfortable and comfortable.

Ye Junmei admired her brother even more, and always wanted to see how many novel ideas her brother still had in his head, and how he took one out from time to time. It's endless, more immortal than a god.

The hammock squeaks, the rattan chairs babble, and the subtle sounds mingle. Synthesize a tune.

Next to them, there are the great sages and pig demons who have appeared.

After some recuperation, the Great Sage's body gradually recovered. The fur is shiny green, and the broken horns are bronze. A pair of big eyes are like copper bells, and the pig demon is still pink, covered in oil. Chubby.

The great sage is lying, and the pig demon is lying, quietly.

Ye Junsheng suddenly spoke: "Jun Mei, have you done the script over there?"

"It's a little worse, I'm thinking about it now. ”

"Don't rush, take your time. ”

Ye Junsheng didn't ask what was missing.

"Hee-hee, it's fun, I'll write a paragraph when I have time. ”

Ye Junmei seemed to be thinking about the plot, and his bright eyes blinked, looking at the stars in the sky from the gaps in the branches and leaves of the ginkgo tree.

Suddenly, she clapped her hands: "Hey, I have a great plot in mind." ”

Ye Junsheng asked, "Let's hear it." ”

"It's the matchmaker you told me, I decided to change my routine. ”

"What routine?"

"Zhang Sheng doesn't love Miss, he falls in love with the matchmaker. ”

Ye Junsheng suddenly had a black line on his forehead: In other words, is this the subversive thinking of postmodernism?

However, he will not stop his sister's fresh ideas. As long as she thinks it's fun, she can write whatever she wants.

"Yes, that's it. ”

Ye Junmei was so excited that she couldn't lie down, jumped down with a smoke, and quickly returned to the room, wanting to work hard to write and create a generation of trends.

Ye Junsheng said that he and the two little friends of the Great Sage Pig Demon were stunned.

After a while, the pig demon asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong with the little master?"

Ye Junsheng spread his hands: "It's nothing, she's writing a book." ”

"Writing a book?"

The pig demon's eyes lit up: "Then why don't you write my old pig in, majestic?"

The Great Sage glanced at it: "Even if I write about you, I will write about how to slaughter you to eat." ”

The pig demon immediately looked aggrieved: "Brother Niu, is it okay to give some face." As he spoke, the fat body rubbed over.

"Damn, you rammer!"

The Great Sage looked at it like a wronged little lady, and he couldn't help but kick it with his hooves raised.

The pig demon saw the opportunity quickly, and quickly hid to Ye Junsheng's side.

For these two guys' petty fights, Ye Junsheng has long been commonplace. Ignore it and continue to think about things.

The Great Sage was thoughtful, and said in a loud voice: "Master, during the day, you should leave people behind and interrogate them clearly. ”

"Yes, if it falls into the hands of my old pig, the men who let him beat him with iron have to confess obediently! These people really don't know whether they live or die, if they are not in Beijing, hum, none of them can escape. ”

The pig demon interjected at the right time.

Ye Junsheng said: "It's not that simple, the other party is just the one who started, and he may not know who is standing behind." It's better to put a long line to catch a big fish, and those who should float on the surface will definitely be unable to resist jumping out. ”

The Great Sage asked, "Could it be that the old man has a plan in his heart?"

The pig demon pricked up his ears to listen.

Ye Junsheng groaned slightly, and said slowly: "The Beijing division is different, and the water is deep. The forces are intertwined, in all directions. Anyway, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, so you have to pay more attention and be careful in the future. ”

The Great Sage smacked his mouth: "I'm afraid, will there be a shadow of thirty-three days behind it." ”

The pig demon was stunned and asked, "Brother Niu, how does this have anything to do with Thirty-three Days?"

"Because people for thirty-three days don't want to see the lord in the middle of the lift, the title of the gold list. Even, they are unwilling to let the old man continue to live. ”

The pig demon fluttered to his senses: "Then why don't they just shoot?"

"The world is different, and thirty-three days are not omnipotent, they must be pretended to be manpowered. Somehow, I felt a faint uneasiness in my heart and smelled a smell of conspiracy. ”

The pig demon still doesn't understand a little, but it's very interesting and doesn't ask anymore.

Ye Junsheng understood it more deeply, and nodded approvingly: There are thousands of red dusts, thirty-three days, and there is an inextricable relationship between the two. According to the Great Sage, it is possible.

In fact, many things, if you see through them, you can see that there is a thread behind you.

"Brother, I've written one, you can take a look. ”

At this time, Ye Junmei ran out with the paper in a hurry. (To be continued.) )