Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Zheng sat in front of the Demon King, and the Demon King sat on his bed.

They went back to the castle.

The Demon King tilted his head to look at Wu Zheng, and said softly: "I have tried all three methods, which one do you think is the best?"

Wu Zheng: "..."

The Demon King said to himself: "Let's think of some fresh ideas, I will try each of them. I want to regenerate the world a hundred times in fantasy, and then destroy it a hundred times, so that people will rise up to resist, and be destroyed again." I ruthlessly wiped it out."

Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva and asked, "Can't you be a human being?"

The Demon King said, "They did it first."

He took out a piece of paper from under the pillow and handed it to Wuzheng. A black phantom was drawn crookedly on the paper, and underneath it was written "The king is calling for brave men who can kill the demon king. Those who are interested are invited to sign up in the king's city."

The Demon King pointed at the phantom and said angrily, "The painting is too ugly!"

Wuzheng thought for a while, and said sincerely: "Let's go to the king to clarify! This recruitment is very unfair and inappropriate."

The devil said: "Isn't that like I went to meet him and begged him? I don't want it!"

He stretched out his hand and said excitedly: "But I can change him, make him kneel in front of me and beg me to let him go..."

Wu Zheng had nothing to do with this kind of middle school boy, he put his arms around his waist and lifted him up.

Demon King: ? ? ?

Wu Zheng said: "Let's go, let's go to Wangcheng to play."

The devil said: "Tired...I just want to stay at home..."

Wu Zheng couldn't help saying that he put White on his back and flew to Wangcheng.

Then, the two happily lost their way in the complicated roads of Wangcheng.

The devil's face was pale in the endless maze, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the houses in front of him fell down one after another, leading to the king.

The king looked terrified, and when he wanted to escape, his body suddenly swelled up, getting bigger and bigger, like a balloon flying into the sky of the kingdom, and finally swelled to the size of the entire royal city, and exploded with a bang.

After snapping their fingers, the two returned to the royal city.

White hugged Wuzheng with a look of lovelessness, and acted like a baby to him: "Dark, Dark..."

Wu Zheng said, "What's wrong?"

"I want to go home...the sun is giving me a headache."

Wu Zheng coaxed him: "Shall I buy you ice cream?"

White blinked: "What is that?"

Wuzheng bought him one and handed it to him, White hesitantly licked it, his eyes lit up and said, "This one is also sweet."

Wuzheng asked: "Have you never eaten before?"

"I've been living in the castle since I was born. I haven't been out. I don't know what's outside." White said while licking, "If I knew that this place is so good and there are so many delicious foods, I should have Come out and see."

Wuzheng took the opportunity to persuade: "Then don't destroy the world, play with me."

"That doesn't make sense," White said.

As he spoke, he licked the ice cream vigorously. He ate the ice cream like a child, he only knew how to lick it and dare not bite it. The ice cream turned into sugar water and dripped down, staining his clothes.

Wuzheng brought a handkerchief for him to stick underneath, and took him to the fountain to wash his hands.

They sat side by side on the bench next to the fountain, and Wuzheng bought a map to carefully check the road leading to the palace: "Follow this road, then go east, and you will be able to enter the palace... I don't know what is inside the palace." What's it like?"

A red light flashed in the eyes of the Demon King, just smiled and said: "Then..."

Wu Zheng suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said seriously, "Don't do that."

White protested under him, his eyelashes scratched and his palms were a little itchy: "I think this is the easiest way! The balloon just blew up, this time he sank to the ground and turned into a fossil, okay? Or I can let those The skeleton of the monster was revived and crawled out of the ground..."

Wuzheng bowed his head and kissed White's lips.

The Demon King's imagination suddenly froze, and when Wu Zheng put down his hand, the other party's eyes were filled with surprise and a little bit of grievance, and he said angrily, "I, I didn't ask you to do this. Why are you so disobedient?"

Wu Zheng licked his lips and said with a smile, "How do you know you didn't ask me to do this?"

The devil said, "How could I not know?"

Wu Zheng said solemnly: "Humans have subconsciousness, which is something that you don't realize yourself, but exists in your mind. Maybe deep in your consciousness, you really want me to kiss you... In this way, I can also be regarded as a subconscious mind. Listen to what you have to say."

The Demon King was a little convinced, and muttered, "I think so?"

He whispered: "Is this really the case..."

Wu Zheng was so cute that his heart almost melted, and his hand holding the map tightened slightly.He lowered his head and continued to study: "You blew up the palace just now, I still remember a little bit, it looks like this..."

He tried his best to recover, and sighed: "Why is there no other way? For example, we find a powerful person to threaten him to take us in. Or I say I am a brave man, and you are my companion. We plan to crusade against the devil. How about going to see the king? Hmm?"

The devil did not answer him.

Wu Zheng was a little surprised. Based on his understanding of the Demon King and the way the other party was willful, he thought that the other party would definitely protest seriously at this time.

At this time, White's eyes were fixed on the northwest direction, and his eyes turned slightly red.

He followed the other person's gaze, and saw a familiar armor there.

West... that should be the name.

That person is the prince of the kingdom, who is in charge of the gendarmerie of the royal city. In the previous fantasy, the other party protected White... Although to the Demon King, it may be just wishful thinking.

White seemed to have a strange hostility towards the prince.

Wait a minute, this location is a bit similar to that fantasy world...

Wu Zheng suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu.

He was sure that the center of the vortex in his fantasy was not at this location, and there was no stone pier where White sat at that time, but the location of the surrounding houses, the location of the prince, and a series of other scenes and people all had a subtle similarity.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the roof of the house behind him. A figure appeared on it. He swung his body back and threw a spear at the prince forcefully.

That is, the scene is exactly the same as in the fantasy world, as if it is a fantasy reappearance.

Wuzheng rushed out subconsciously, stopping the spear before it was about to pierce the prince's heart.

He moved faster than his mind could react, and by the time he realized what he was doing it was over.

White looked at him not far away, his expression darkened, and he made a soft angry gesture at him.

Wuzheng smiled awkwardly, and explained it with gestures in a messy manner. He didn't know if the other party understood it, and he was even more angry.

White turned his head away, not looking at him.

Wu Zheng was a little anxious and wanted to go over and coax him.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and West had just recovered from the shock, and said in shock, "Please don't go, brave man, thank you for saving my life. You saved..."

"Your Highness, my wife is going to run away." Wu Zheng saw that the Demon King had stood up and was walking in another direction, as if he was going to destroy the world.

West smiled awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "I'll finish soon, and I'll pay you a lot if you're willing to hunt down the devil..."

White circled back, circled behind West, and kicked his ass.

He snorted angrily, "Stop dreaming!"

West: "..."

Wuzheng quickly pulled the Demon King behind him, and apologized confidently to West: "I'm sorry, he likes the Demon King."

West froze: "Ah, I'm sorry."

The Demon King grabbed Wu Zheng's arm, revealing the upper half of his face from behind him, a red light flashed in his eyes.

Wuzheng said: "He disliked that the devil's painting was too ugly."

West said: "I'm sorry. None of us have ever seen the devil, so we had to draw one according to the storybook. It's too ugly. The devil will laugh at me when he sees it..."

Demon King: "..."

Perhaps it was because the prince's words were too sad, White was aroused, and the red light in his eyes was retracted, waiting for the other party to continue.

West hit it off with the two, scratched his face and said, "Let's go in and talk."

The three of them were sitting in the gendarmerie's house, and West had a wry smile on hearing Wu Zheng's reason for coming to Wangcheng.

"It turns out that you are here to meet the king... I want to disappoint you. Now you can't see my father. He has recently started to choose an heir. He is afraid that others will assassinate him, so he rarely shows up. It is my idea to recruit brave men. Even if you go Wang Cheng can only see me."

White said angrily: "You guys are making false propaganda."

West nodded: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Actually, this is the idea given to me by the prime minister. He told me that if I want to become the heir, I must do things that impress my father and increase the reputation of the kingdom, such as crusade against the devil..."

Wu Zheng said: "But this demon king has never done anything bad."

"But he is the devil." West said, "It is indeed a problem that he is not well-known. We are working hard to promote him now. The problem is that we haven't found a suitable hero... Two, don't you really try it? ?”

White's eyes turned red.

Wuzheng hastily covered his eyes with his hands, and said seriously to West: "Actually, I have seen the Demon King."

West's eyes lit up: "Really? How?"

"I can't beat him." Wu Zheng said.

West was surprised: "Even you can't beat him? How strong is the devil?"

"It is impossible for anyone to beat him. He is such a strong man." Wu Zheng said solemnly.

The prince didn't quite believe it: "No way, there is no such thing in history..."

"He is such a strong man." Wu Zheng repeated, pressing White hard with his hands, the other party relaxed a little and didn't struggle, but his body was trembling slightly.

Wu Zheng was a little worried, so he let go of his hand, and saw the devil smiling happily.

He clutched his stomach, almost crying from laughter.

The prince sighed: "Then what should we do! All opportunities are based on our ability to defeat him, and now everything is over..."

Wu Zheng said solemnly: "That's not right, there are actually other ways."

Prince: "Really?"

Wu Zheng: "There are many things that can impress my father and increase the prestige of the kingdom. For example, uh, you hold an international festival..."

The prince said: "International holidays? Like?"

Wu Zheng snapped his fingers and said, "It's a music festival, an art festival, a food festival..."

White: "Food Festival!"

The new foodie's eyes are no longer red, his desire/desire for food overwhelms his killing intent, and he looks at Wu Zheng eagerly: "I like this!"

"That's it." Wuzheng nodded, and said into the prince's ear, "Let me tell you secretly, this is a festival that can save the world."