Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

As night fell, the master and apprentice came to a nearby temple fair.

The temple fair was crowded, with couples walking side by side and tourists from foreign lands walking along the long streets.

Bei Yi held Han Ziyu's hand tightly and walked on the street.

This time Han Ziyu did not use the disguise technique, nor did he wear a hat.

The flow of people broke away the hands held by the two and pushed Bei Yi to another place.

Bei Yi was pushed forward. He frequently looked back at Han Ziyu where he was: "Master, Master, wait for me where you are."

When the crowd stopped flowing into the street, Bei Yi turned around and looked at the people dozens of meters behind him.

The eyes of the two faced each other across the flow of people and past and present lives.

Bei Yi smiled and pushed aside the crowd and ran towards Han Ziyu.

He exposed his two tiger teeth and stretched out his hand to continue holding Han Ziyu's hand.

Han Ziyu smiled slightly.

The two came to a restaurant, Bei Yi hurriedly went to Gong's room, and Han Ziyu ordered a table of food alone.

The whole table is filled with red spicy food.

After returning from Gong's room, Bei Yi's stomach growled. He took a chopstick and said, "Well, it's not bad."

Han Ziyu served him a bowl of soup: "Eat more to replenish your body."

Bei Yi looked at the soup that his master served. It was a seafood soup. There were shrimps, sea cucumbers and abalone in it. Bei Yi took a big sip and chewed the meat slowly. He also drank it last time he came to Bali. He heard from the locals that This seafood soup has the effect of nourishing yin and strengthening yang.

"Eat more." Han Ziyu took some more meat to Bei Yi.

Bei Yi frowned as he looked at the food brought over, stir-fried oysters, um...

Soon the waiter came up with some barbecue.

Han Ziyu picked up a few skewers of meat and handed them to Bei Yi. Bei Yi hurriedly took them and chewed them for a few bites. A strong smell of mutton and a faint fishy smell immediately erupted in his mouth.

Waiter: "Sir, what do you think of the roasted lamb in this shop?"

Bei Yi was confused: "What is Yangbao?"

"Eating the key parts of the sheep is very beneficial." The waiter introduced.

Bei Yi hurriedly put the uneaten half of the skewer aside: "It tastes too bad."

"Your Majesty, are you not used to this?"

"It's not bad. It might be better if it's a little more spicy."

"The store will listen carefully to every customer's suggestions."

Bei Yi nodded.

Han Ziyu picked up another chopstick of green vegetables for Bei Yi and handed it to Bei Yi's bowl.

Bei Yi pursed his lips, touched his nose, and looked at the scrambled eggs with sunflower seeds in the bowl.

Could it be that Master was not satisfied that night?

Bei Yi and his wife ate the qiyangcao brought by their master, and then ate the remaining half plate of scrambled eggs with qiyangcao.

Han Ziyu simply ate some spicy dishes.

After drinking some wine, the two left the restaurant. After walking a few steps, Bei Yi felt a surge of heat gushing out of his nose.

He raised his hand and touched his nose, then looked down and saw blood on his hand.

Bei Yi was extremely embarrassed, holding his nose and lowering his head as he walked forward.

Han Ziyu: "What's wrong?"

Bei Yi: "No, it's okay."

When he saw the blood pouring from Bei Yi's fingers, Han Ziyu immediately took out a handkerchief and handed it to Bei Yi.

Bei Yi took the handkerchief and covered his nose. The blood surged very fast. Soon the whole handkerchief was stained with blood, and the blood dripped down between his fingers.

Han Ziyu: "Let's go to the medical clinic."

Bei Yi raised a hand: "No, no, it's okay."

"Is it okay if the bleeding doesn't stop?"

Master, you ordered a table full of aphrodisiacs...

Bei Yi: "The dinner was too filling."

Han Ziyu: "Huh?"

After thinking about it, Master probably doesn’t know much about this aspect of knowledge.

"Master, the food on that table just now is all nourishing yin and aphrodisiac."

Hearing this, Han Ziyu's face suddenly turned red: "I..."

"I know that Master may not be satisfied with last night, so let's try again tonight? I will definitely satisfy you today."

Han Ziyu bit her lower lip: "No, I, no, I didn't mean that."

Bei Yi continued to tease him: "Master, don't worry about my self-esteem. I understand, and the disciples all understand. Last night, the disciple only cared about his own comfort and did not consider the master's feelings at all. Let's do it again tonight."

Han Ziyu: "I, I don't know what those sea creatures are"

"Master, there is no need to rush to explain." Bei Yi felt secretly happy, not bad, not bad, and found an excuse for tonight's intimate contact.

Han Ziyu stopped explaining.

Bei Yi covered his nose and went to the nearby beach. He took a handful of sea water to wash away the blood flowing from his nose.

Several wild gulls that stayed on the shore at night were frightened by Beiyi and flew away.

After washing for a while, the sea surface lit up with stars.

After a while, more than a dozen boats slowly came over.

I could hear the people behind me cheering non-stop. Some women were excited, some were crying, and some children were calling loudly for their fathers.

It turns out that there was a border security crisis here some time ago, and pirates frequently invaded. And because the sea market was open, Japanese pirates in the east also frequently caused trouble.

The people of Bali invited themselves to fight, and today they repelled the bandits and returned safely.

Their families were very excited, and the old, young, women and children on the shore were all in tears.

But as the ship got closer and closer, a dark wind swept in, and all the torches on the ship were extinguished.

The sea breeze suddenly changed from gentle to rough, rolling up huge waves and rushing towards the beach. When the waves were so strong, several warships were rolled over.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a boat that capsized when it was about to reach the coast. This is not an ordinary fishing boat, this is a warship.

Some women cried heartbreakingly, while others struggled to swim towards the sea.

Han Ziyu immediately cast a spell to block everyone behind him: "Don't go over, stay back!"

Some people were frightened by Han Ziyu's spiritual power

"Monster, monster."

Bei Yi stood in front of Han Ziyu: "Don't go there, that's a ghost barrier. Those ships are fake, and so are the people on them."

"What do you mean, you mean they are all dead?" an old woman asked crying.

"They no longer exist. This is a ghost barrier. Don't get close." Bei Yi shouted.

Han Ziyu stopped everyone with his own strength, then threw out a few talismans, and Li Xuan followed suit. Li Xuan strung several talismans together and flew towards the ships.

The raging waves swept over and soaked the old, weak, women and children standing on the beach.

Bei Yi looked at the ghost barrier behind him. It was so real that no ordinary person could do it.

A pretty woman pushed aside the crowd and slowly walked towards Han Ziyu. Her face was ashen but there was still a smile on her lips: "Is my husband really gone?"

"Ah."

The woman smiled: "He won't come back, right?"

Han Ziyu: "Yeah."

The woman looked at the battleships on the sea, her eyes full of affection, then turned around and looked at the people: "Stop being persistent, they are no longer here."

Some old people cried bitterly: "My son will not die. I received a letter from him last month."