Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed - Chapter 137

Chichu likes to drink alcohol. When he was trapped in the demon tower Taoyuan prison, he did not forget to have fun and dig a wine cellar in the hut.

Immediately followed by Feiyu’s excited voice: “Oh, good wine! You put the wine on the terrace, and then set up a grill, I will catch a few fish!”

Next to the bamboo road, a layer of rain stone was paved at the bottom of the water channel, and the spring was gurgling around the bamboo floor. The five-color carp wandered freely, like a stream of colorful streamers. They are ornamental fishes, they are raised by the landlord to be vassal and elegant, but because of the ease of life and abundant aura, they are extremely fat.

Baihe catches fish by the water, such as fox farms stealing chickens, and at a glance can see which fish are the best, which are suitable for cooking, and which are suitable for barbecue.

Chichu poured wine, Feiyu fencing, Biyou and Ruan Hui ignited the wind, and soon, the smoke was burning on the terrace of Zhuliguan, and the fragrance was overflowing. The first night they arrived in Fengyue City, they picked materials on the spot, sat around the grill, and improvised outdoor barbecue.

Meng Xueli reluctantly released the mirage, motioned to spit the breath, hiding the fireworks and alcohol here.

Chi Chu headed down and greeted: “Come up and eat!”

Meng Xueli responded, reaching out to Ji Xiao, exposing the thin chains between his fingers, and begging softly: “We are the only ones left, untie it first.”

On the surface, the “Kunshan King” is trapped in the lock and is dragging the monks from the captivity. In fact, the control of the chain is in the hands of Ji Xiao. Meng Xueli was afraid that the companions would settle their accounts after Qiuqiu. Instead, he asked him, “Don’t you have a good time during the day?” Fortunately, Ji Xiao didn’t do it. According to the words, the light red mark of his fingers rubbed him, still a gentle good temper.

Meng Xueli breathed another sigh of relief, completely relieved.

The elegant terrace built for enjoying the moon and listening to bamboo is shrouded in light fire, and Chichu, Feiyu, and Biyou are all eating.

Ruan Hui was a vegetarian, and he shaved the bamboo shoots to cook the soup. Chichu greeted Mirage again to eat. The Phantom Beast was unmoved, breathing on the side of the moon, and absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth and the essence of the night moon according to the method taught by Ji Xiao.

Phantom said: “I will practice well in the future, and I will no longer be greedy for pleasure. When I am thousand years old, I will become sturdy and clawed, breathing, flames flying into the sky, turning over, shaking the mountain …”

Meng Xueli thought humorously that Changchun Peak did not have earth fire magma. After you are 1,000 years old, it will be bigger at most and still have a peach smell.

But he didn’t speak, and it was cruel to tell the truth to a rare waste beast. The dream of the waste beast is also worthy of respect.

Feiyu and Chichu are full of enthusiasm, and seem to have completely forgotten the fear of being hunted down this way. They also forgot the torture and loneliness of Zhenyao Tower and toasted to sing the ballads of the demon world.

There is no taste and soul for the barbeque supper without bragging. But in front of Snow Mountain King and Ji Xiaozheng, the two great monsters were embarrassed to brag, leaving only emotion.

Fei Yu: “If Lingshan knew that we were here, there was wine and meat, I’m afraid he would be mad.”

Chichu smiled and said: “Don’t the Bustard say that he has been in a bad mood recently? The Zhenyao Tower fell down, enough to make him angry.”

Meng Xueli shook his head: “The hardest thing for him to accept was that the town demon tower collapsed, but that things were beyond his grasp and the demon soldiers who chased us lost clues.”

Ji Xiao tickled the fish for the Taoist companions, but listened with a smile.

After drinking together, some words are easy to speak, Chichu sighed:

“Three years ago, Lingshan told his heart that King Snow Mountain planned to marry with the human race, and he intends to use the land south of Saint Snow Mountain as a wedding gift to marry the world’s Jianzun. A hundred years ago, Hanshan City met him for the first time, and King Snow Mountain always remembered it. I ca n’t wait to get started … “

Ji Xiao stunned slightly, and Meng Xueli choked repeatedly: “No wonder at that time, there was always a demon asking me, how do you think Ji Xiao is a real person. It turned out to be a temptation to me.”

Ji Xiao: “What do you say?”

“To be honest, you are pretty!”

Ji Xiao is speechless, what is “good-looking” evaluation, it sounds like the demon king of Se Lingzhi faint.

Feiyu then said: “Lingshan said that for the future of the demon clan, he had to start with his strength first. He promised his fortune and status under his abdomen. Later, the little demon who participated in this matter were killed by him. The truth is unknown. The demon, only thought he challenged you, and defeated and killed you in a fair and honest way.

Meng Xueli looked at the bright moon in the wine bowl: “I never thought that his wine would be poisonous.”

That night, King Snow Mountain was invited by his friend Lingshan to participate in Lingshan’s birthday dinner. After three drinks, the monsters in the hall showed their fangs and claws, and they came to fight. Snow Mountain King’s poisonous wine attack, the demon power is controlled, relying on the physical body to kill a blood path, rushing open the door. The group of demons chased down to the land outside the realm.

Chi Chumulu showed mercy: “You still call me stupid? He was originally a viper.”

Meng Xueli thought about it for a while: “But I didn’t go to prison to live by myself. In this way, you are still stupid.”

Fei Yu does n’t care who is more stupid. It ’s silly to discuss this question: “So as our common old friends of King Lingshan, no, common victim, in what year and month can we revenge?”

Chichu was already half drunk: “We are under the wind and moon city, and the battle of revenge is about to start. Although the opponent is very strong, we are not vegetarian.”

He said picking up Ruan Hui’s ears with his left hand: “We are strong!” Picking Bi You with his right hand, “Bird Strong!”

Biyou turned into the original form, flew out of the palm without sliding his hand, and was stopped by Feiyu.

Feiyu asked: “You and I are birds, but do you know the difference?”

Biyou whispered: “You are a big demon, I am a half demon.”

“No!” Feiyu hates iron for not being a steel pipe. “You are a bird, I am a raptor. To be a bird demon, you need to be a raptor. When you are angry, the root feathers blow up, you try!”

Biyou turned into a prototype and exploded into a small ball: “Are you fierce enough!”

Ruan Hui threw his paws in Chi Chu’s hands, trembling and retorted: “But I am a vegetarian.”

Meng Xueli warned: “Don’t carry my buddies casually unless it’s time to take them to escape.”

Chichu let go of his hand and rubbed the fluff of Ruan’s gray rabbit ears: “Brother pays you no. Bunny, do you have a marriage?”

Ruan Hui: “No, no.”

Meng Xueli picked up the bamboo sticks of roasted fish and threw Chichu: “Are you still not a demon, do you not let go of child labor?”

Chichu leaned his head away and took a bamboo stick to pick his teeth backhand: “I look at him for simplicity, kindly remind him! Bunny, you remember, the more kind and gentle the demon, the more you will deceive the demon.”

He remembered King Lingshan’s “expressed expression of true feelings” to himself, and coaxed himself to work hard to build the town demon tower. He couldn’t help showing a crying and smiling look: “Oh, no emotion, no fart!”

Ruan Hui didn’t quite understand: “Okay, okay.”

“If you leave me, you can’t stay yesterday.” Chichu raised the wine bowl and grabbed Ruan Hui’s neck. “Our brother has done this bowl of wine, and you will be my brother in the future, and I will be your elder brother.”

Ruan Hui is not afraid of a drunk, but the herbivorous demon clan intimately touches the carnivorous animals, which inevitably produces instinctive fear, so he shivered: “You are awake. I am a rabbit, how can I worship the fox?”

“It’s okay if you don’t worship.” The fox invited the moon phase: “Good son, go with one!”

Ruan Hui wanted to cry without tears, and took up the bowl and drank.

The night moon shines on the bamboo forest, and the terrace group is very drunk, and it is crooked, showing its original shape, larger or smaller.

Bai He was paralyzed on the cool silk bamboo mat, spreading his huge wings: “Come up, I will fly you back to the moon!”

The purple fox jumped on the back of the white crane: “I have stabilized, let’s fly! I want to start again and fly to a new life.”

Ruan Hui said: “I want to fly too, and the half demon also has a new life.” He was next to the kingfisher and jumped towards the purple fox.

The kingfisher is not as big as a slap, and the gray rabbit is only two feet long. The gray rabbit sits between the ears of the fox, the size is just right, like finding a soft and comfortable nest, and the kingfisher nests between the ears of the gray rabbit.

The fox is above the rabbit and the rabbit is above the kingfisher. At the bottom is a white crane lying prone on a bamboo mat, soaked in alcohol and snoring.

Chichu was drunk and dizzy: “Fly slowly, I want to vomit.”

Ruan Hui and Bi travel to the bright moon in the sky: “I’m going to touch the moon!”

Meng Xueli sighed sadly: “Don’t the stupidity of the demon race not infect people?” He knew that Chichu and Feiyu borrowed wine tonight to sorrow and deliberately indulged themselves to get drunk. Even though Meng Xueli got a bit of alcohol, she remained sober.

Ji Xiao sighed: “It’s not easy to say.” He gently touched Meng Xueli’s neck and smiled lightly. “It’s already stupid, don’t dare to be stupid again.”

Meng Xueli’s eyes widened: “I am stupid and you are a fellow, do you still want to be away?”

Ji Xiao sincerely said: “Dare not think.”

Meng Xueli was satisfied and left the terrace on the top floor to the group monsters for the moon, and took the Taoist back to his room to rest.

The white gauze by the window reflected the whirling bamboo shadow, the moonlight poured like water, and the bamboo mats were cold.

Meng Xueli drank and did not want to meditate and practice, lying on the bed side by side with Ji Xiao, covered with a soft silk quilt.

The night was very deep, the insects in the bamboo forest were gradually resting, and a light rain like a needle was quietly falling.

Ji Xiao asked: “Can’t you sleep?”

Listening to the rain of Zhuhai, Meng Xueli turned over and nodded, buried in the arms of Tao Lu.

Ji Xiao: “What’s wrong?”

Meng Xueli whispered: “Three years ago, as I went south and went to the North War, the territory expanded. The decree that the” big demon must not devour the demon “is becoming more and more difficult to implement. Learn from each other, familiar with the human and demon classics, learn from the human race and the devil. The big demon’s mind floats, and he is more close to Lingshan. Lingshan does not say ‘Snow Mountain king is so stunned, intends to marry the human race’, there will be Other reasons contributed to the killing feast … changing the demon world, not just one place at a time. The decree is evil and good, not only in the mind, but also according to local conditions, and gradually. The demon world is different from the human world. After all, on the demon heart, establish dignity, I am indeed not as good as Lingshan. “

Ji Xiao patted his spine, like coaxing a pet to sleep: “You went into Fengyue City and watched all the way, how do you feel?”

Meng Xueli: “Lingshan’s investment in Fengyue City is too great, not only to hurt the people, but to devote all of it. It seems that it is not for the purpose of being a demon king for a long time, but only for the purpose of holding this 10,000 demon conference and summoning the demons. This shouldn’t be the case. He used to like only temperament paintings, and he didn’t like luxury. The demon world has not yet been completely unified. He was the demon who knows the best time to grasp the timing.

The abnormal situation made Meng Xueli feel uneasy.

He looked up and saw Ji Xiao’s thinned jaw from this angle, as if he was back to being mink, snuggling on the chest of his companion.

“Will Lingshan have no plans to wait for the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference to see for yourself.” Meng Xueli turned to smile and said: “I only hope that Que Xianming will not be too impulsive, in case he throws himself in the net and is imprisoned in Fengyuecheng prison , What are we doing here in the demon world, professional prison? “

Ji Xiao: “I am not afraid of prison.”

Meng Xueli: “I’m not afraid. With you, the prison is happy!”

The sound of rain shattered outside the window.

Meng Xueli snuggled up with Xiao Xiao and talked about the things at hand, the past stories, and the vision of the distant future. He talked about the world and the demon world. Although there was no more intimate contact, the two people blended in with a touch of tenderness. It seems that this is just an ordinary rainy night, they have spent many years of practice. The future will have to go on like this.

I don’t know how long it has passed, the rain gradually stopped, and Meng Xueli fell asleep.

Ji Xiao condensed his breath, pulled himself up quietly, and went out alone.

…

Chunshui and Qiuguang once again told the peacock not to run away. The demon world was very dangerous and was found to be more dangerous by the realm master.

Que Xianming patted his chest to ensure: “Is that kind of bird?” He said that between people and birds, you should trust Yunyun more.

He regained his demon power, transformed into a human form, and he was comfortable. After returning to his room, he breathed a sigh of relief and was excited, because it was not time tonight.

But since he intends to escape, it is inevitable to disguise his identity and change his appearance, and the greater the contrast with the original appearance and temperament, the better.

Looking at the glazed mirror, Que Xianming looked at his frivolous facial features and frowned slightly. Many shadows and demon shadows flashed in his mind, and he was not very satisfied. Suddenly, the light flashed and he remembered that he had dived into Hanshan to save Meng Xue last winter. It was snowing that day, and Meng Xueli folded a plum-bearing plum blossom and came from the path …

Que Xianming: “It’s up to you!”

His whole body was full of spirits, his bones crackled, and his appearance and height gradually became exactly the same as Meng Xueli.

Que Xianming adjusted the mirror. In the end, that face was only three points similar to Meng Xueli, but it was more pitiful and pure innocent.

He was barely satisfied and returned to his original appearance.