Lord, I am such a good person.

"I'm going~"

Seeing the ball of meat bouncing around, I burst into tears, no, I rushed into my arms with my face covered with snot and tears,

He stood up subconsciously with relief, lifted his feet smoothly,

I saw that piece of fat immediately flying towards the direction it came from.

"Bang~"

"Wow~"

It hit the wall hard, and the books used for decoration on the bookshelf fell to the floor.

"Chiliu~"

"Master of ruthlessness?"

The little chubby man pushed open the bookshelf with his hands, and then the fat boy poked his head out of it with a confused look on his face.

"Ahem, Fatty, why did you transform? And what's going on? Didn't I remember that you and Zhao Qian escaped? Why are you acting so cautiously now?"

At this time,

Realizing that he was a little embarrassed, he sat down again in relief, took a sip of the Soul Cleansing Tea, and then asked calmly.

"Uh~"

I was a little confused after being asked a series of questions.

So at the moment, he didn't care about being kicked by Shiran. He got up from the ground with difficulty and sat down opposite Shiran.

"Crunch~"

The bamboo bench groaned in pain.

He casually picked up the pot of Dihun tea that exuded a cool scent and poured it into his mouth. Then Fatty burped comfortably.

"Hiccup~Master Wuren, you asked a bit too quickly, I'll think about what to say first!"

Just as Fatty was organizing his words, Shi Ran had the opportunity to carefully look at Fatty now.

The round face has layers of fat, but it doesn’t look disgusting at all. It’s full of collagen.

A pair of eyes, not much bigger than soybeans, struggled to squeeze out from the layers of fat, flashing from time to time.

The chubby little hands were paralyzed on the chest, and one could tell at a glance that the hands could not touch each other at all.

Seeing this, She Ran suddenly wanted to ask this guy about scratching his itch or what to do when he went to the toilet.

"Master ruthless man, I am suffering~"

Just as Ji Ran continued to look at it, Fatty, who seemed to have thought of something, howled again, with snot bubbles one after another.

"Stop it, I'll leave immediately if you keep doing this!"

"Okay~"

The crying stopped immediately, and then his expression became serious.

"As expected of someone who came from Wanbao Tower, this person is so good at changing his face even with demons."

Fatty slowly spoke while sighing, as if he was remembering something.

"The ruthless master didn't know something. At that time, I used the magic power to escape and left the secret realm immediately. Then after collecting my belongings, I came to the county town without stopping.

Because Lao Zhao's true body has always stayed in the city. By the way, what you saw at that time was Lao Zhao's substitute called [Corpse in the Stone]. It was a pity that Lao Yang could not be rescued in the end. "

He gave a simple explanation, and seemed to become depressed because he thought about his companion Fatty’s expression.

"Originally, Lao Zhao and I planned to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, but who knew that we received orders from the division again, so we continued to stay in Cangwu County.

As a result, I didn’t expect that the person coming from the master’s door this time was Zhao Jia’s biological father. I don’t know how that bastard found out about the Nagalan secret realm and immediately took action against Lao Zhao and me. "

"Zhao Qian is dead?"

"Uh, no, it's just that Lao Zhao was tricked by that bastard and never woke up, and I was bewitched by that bastard and couldn't resist, so I kept following his orders."

"Bewitched? Let me take a look~"

After hearing this, Fatty suddenly stood up excitedly,

"Click~"

The overwhelmed bamboo bench finally let out a satisfied sigh and scattered on the ground.

"Yes, ruthless, no, Master Tan Xian, you are the disciple of [Gu Immortal Sect]. Oh, it's all Lao Zhao's fault. After all, he calls you Master Shiran every time he mentions you, so he screams like this I forgot about it."

He slapped himself hard, sending waves of flesh rolling down his face.

"Haha, the poor monk Xingshi Mingran, donor, you must remember it."

But at this moment, Shi Ran suddenly stared at Fatty inexplicably,

"Gulu~"

It seemed that he thought of the monk in blood-clothed clothes under the mountain of corpses. The word "coward" was written in the fat boy's soybean eyes, and at the same time, his big head nodded rapidly.

"Shua~"

As if afraid of being relieved and not believing it,

Then I saw Fatty suddenly raise his chubby hand and thrust it hard at his temple.

"Pfft~"

Amidst the surge of black foam, he fiercely drew out a touch of spiritual thought.

"Pa~"

After crushing it directly, he raised his head and looked at Relief.

"[Forgetting the Worry Technique], hey, I learned it from a friend who was from the [Diting Sect]. It has no other use except erasing specific memories.

After all, in their line of work, there must be things that are shady and must be forgotten. "

Nodding to show that he understood, he raised his hand and patted the latter's shoulder in relief.

"Huh~"

Until then, Fatty's tense body slowly relaxed. I don't know why, but Fatty was scared from the bottom of his heart when he saw relief at the first sight, even though the relief at that time was only at the second level of cultivation.

Because in Fatty’s innate sense at that time, when he saw Shengran at first sight, he was not an amiable little monk with a beautiful face.

Instead, it was a great demon holding a skull bowl in his hand, wearing a human head bead around his neck, and wearing a human skin cassock, sitting on a flesh lotus.

The scene he saw at that time was suppressed deep in Fatty's heart, and he did not even tell Zhao Qian, who was a Taoist monk.

Of course, if Shi Ran knew this now, he would laugh, because what Fatty saw at that time was just a breath of air emitted by the demon body reciting the [Secretly Hidden Naruo Sutra] every day.

"Close your eyes!"

He did it obediently like a primary school student, and even blocked his own perception when he was angry. He just stood there stupidly and let Shi Ran fiddle with him.

"No wonder he can train such a sensible female ghost. Fatty is much better than Zhao Qian in self-awareness."

A trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he stared at Fatty, who was as peaceful as a dead person. After a while, he saw a red-headed centipede with a huge jaw but hair on the back of its head slowly crawling out from behind Shi Ran.

"Rustle~"

The fluffy long hair brushed against Shi Ran's cheek, as soft as a velvet blanket.

"Hey, but after refining the luck in the White Tiger Order, a mane grew? Although it's not a dragon's mane yet, it seems to have changed a little."

Turning his head to look at the current demon body, it seems to be the same, but some very subtle details are a little different.

"Although it is still evolving towards the Five Poisons Sky Centipede, it also has a little dragon shape?"

Surprised, Shi Ran raised his hand to touch the shell of the demon body, which was a little prickly. The seemingly smooth shell had many small bumps like those on a toad, densely stacked together like pieces of fish scales.