there is a king in the palace

The four ancient beasts lived together with all things and were nurtured by the aura of heaven and earth. They have their own divine power, which is completely different from demon cultivators.

With the change of the times, the aura gradually thinned out, and the four great beasts disappeared in accordance with the will of heaven, but the blood of the beasts still existed. The king was a lucky one, born in Hutou Mountain, where the aura is rich, and the divine power in his body was nourished by the aura since he was a child. Therefore, the aura from the bodhi tree naturally flowed into his body when he met him.

After the king clarified things about himself, he felt a little sad because of his father whom he had never met.

"You said my father, since he was the son of the white tiger, why did he die?"

"According to Master Kongjian, more than 30 years ago, the first emperor tamed General Tiger and used him as a mount to conquer the world. However, during a siege, the first emperor was injured by an arrow and his life was dying. In order to save the first emperor, the tiger The general made a blood contract with him, life and death, death and death..."

After hearing what he said, the king couldn't help but sigh with emotion, his father is so old, why is he so stupid when he is doing well.

The tiger family has weak family affection by nature, and the king left his unreliable father behind when he was sad for a while, and focused on looking at the sacred grass that Master Kongjian had guarded all his life.

This divine grass looks no different from ordinary weeds. The long green leaves are stretched lazily, and the leaf tips are slightly curled, with delicate grass buds sandwiched in the middle. It is very eye-catching on the snow-covered land in the cold winter.

The king was a dishonest tiger. After watching it for a while, he saw that the old turtle was not paying attention, so he stretched out his paws.

"Hey! What are you doing!" The old tortoise stretched its neck and opened its mouth wide to bite him, but the king quickly withdrew his claws and said angrily, "I'll touch, touch."

"You think I'm stupid, don't touch me."

The king looked at his tortoise shell, which was as thick as the palm of his hand, but looked very hard. He weighed it himself, and felt that he couldn't bite it, so he smiled at the old tortoise, "Why are you so angry, a plant of grass That's all, if you don't bring it with you, it's useless for you to guard it."

The old tortoise was quite affectionate, "Master Kongjian has treated me with such kindness as a mountain. He asked me to guard the sacred grass of compassion, so I must not make any mistakes!"

old turtle!Old stubborn!Rigid!

The king scolded in his heart, so he stopped thinking about Shencao, because his identity is different now, he has no interest in becoming a human, so it's good to keep it like this.

"All right, I won't touch it. By the way, where did you get the roast duck? Is there any more? I'm starving to death."

There was a puff of white smoke from the old turtle, and he turned into an old monk in the blink of an eye, "Where are there so many roast ducks? Meat is banned in Qingqiu Temple. I managed to sneak down the mountain and buy one to enjoy slowly while no one was looking. You even swallowed it in one gulp..."

Before he finished speaking, he was booed by the king, who lowered his voice and said, "Someone is here."

When the old tortoise heard that someone was coming, his face turned pale with fright, and he kept saying bad things.

"Baoquan Temple is rarely visited by people. I must have been seen when I just went up the mountain! They came to catch me!"

The king jumped from the grape arbor in the courtyard to the eaves of the wall in two or three steps, and looked out, "Don't be so sentimental, you are here to find me."

Zhang Su followed his footprints and found this place, and was going to the ground where he was shitting in a stupid way.

"Come to look for you... you must be the beast king!"

If the king can't bite his shell, he must be killed, "You are the bastard."

The tortoise with the appearance of an old man scratched his long snow-white eyebrows, "I was originally...but you and your father and son are destined to be with the royal family of the Zhao family."

What kind of fate is this, evil fate.

No, his unreliable father died to save the dog emperor's father. The father's debt is paid by the son, karma, and all the superior treatment he enjoys now is what he deserves.

Thinking about the times when Zhao Xianao put a knife on his neck, the king felt a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, and he planned to turn around and talk to the dog emperor to let him recognize the facts.

No way, the dog emperor treats him as a pet. If he knows the blood contract of master and servant who lives and dies with this shit, he will definitely put a knife around his neck and force him to sign the contract.

"Old Gui, that person is here, and he helped me get rid of him, I still want to stay here later."

The old tortoise hadn't opened up for a long time to have a good chat. When he met the king, he was very close, so he agreed immediately.

Soon, Zhang Su came to Baoquan Temple and knocked on the door. The old tortoise opened the door and said solemnly, "Amitabha, the benefactor is here to find the beast king."

Zhang Su saw that the old tortoise, Taogu Xianfeng, knew his purpose before he opened his mouth, he must be a master, "Amitabha, what the master said, is the king of beasts here?"

"The king of beasts is indeed here, and he is very close to the poor monk..." Those who are close to Zhu Chi are close to ink, and those who are close to ink are black. Zhang Su was sent away.

Hearing his leaving footsteps, the king jumped down from the grape arbor, "Who did you say I fell in love with?"

"I said you have a round head."

……

Baoquan Temple is the place where Master Kong Jian lives. There are countless books, all of which are some strange books. Most of the things that the old turtle knows are from these books. He introduced these books to the king.

"This biography of the beasts is about the four ancient beasts. I like to read it the most before going to bed at night, especially the story of the Qinglong chapter, hehehe..."

His eyeballs hurt seeing him laughing so wretchedly. At first he wanted the old turtle to read to him, but now he is no longer in that mood.

"Old turtle..."

"Tsk, don't talk about old turtles. I have a name. It was given to me by Master Kong Jian. My name is Kong Jing."

The king lay on his side on the bed, paused his head twice, "Good old Kongjing."

"..."

In the evening, Zhang Su came to look for the king again, saying that today's blessing was over, and the emperor asked him to take the beast king back for dinner.

The king had been hungry for a long time, so he followed him away without saying a word. Before leaving, he took the book of legends of beasts and hid him in his robe.

The Qingqiu Temple in the evening has a different kind of beauty. The dim yellow of the setting sun covers the whole Qingqiu Temple, dyeing the thin snow on the treetops with a warm color. , This is the tranquility and serenity that is not found in the palace, and the faint scent of sandalwood in the air also makes people feel peaceful.

The Zhao brothers who had been chanting scriptures and praying all day were no longer fighting each other.

The king was startled when he saw them walking side by side, and chased after them. His paw landed on Zhao Xian'ao's butt, leaving a piece of slush on his plain clothes. The king looked at them and retracted his paw embarrassingly, getting used to it. I almost forgot that I was walking on four legs.

Zhao Xianao turned around and smiled at him, "It's fun."

The king obsequiously sent the divine beast in his mouth to his hand.

Zhao Xianao glanced at the title of the book after receiving it, and put it away, "Let's go, your dinner is in the courtyard, and I have specially prepared delicious food for you."

delicious!

The king has a kind of enigmatic love for these three characters, and he followed Zhao Xianao back and forth.

As I said just now, Zhao Xianyong and Zhao Xianao were lined up side by side, and the king could be on the other side, but he squeezed between them and bumped Zhao Xianyong's calf with his butt.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, no one was raised by his stepmother, Zhao Xianyong smiled and said, "Brother Huang, your clothes are dirty."

The clothes are dirty.

Zhao Xianao glanced down, suddenly remembered that the king had patted him just now, and looked over with unfriendly eyes, "You stand up for me."

According to the king's standing posture, he is standing now. The king understood what Zhao Xianao meant, and he stood upright, with his two paws drooping in front of his chest.

Zhao Xianao said again, "Stretch out your hand."

Humph.

The king stretched out his claws, revealing the black soles of his shoes.

At the same time, Zhao Xian'ao slapped him. He raised his hand very high, and swung it down quickly. He looked like a bluff, but the king didn't hide. Sure enough, Zhao Xian'ao froze for a moment when it was about to hit his head. , the force with which the palm of the hand fell on the king's head was extremely gentle, there was a faint smile under his eyelashes, but his voice was low and fierce, "If you do this again, you will just stand and walk."

The king is always beaten by him like this, it doesn't hurt or itch, and he won't have a long memory. Instead, he just rubs his head against Zhao Xianao's robe, "Aww~"

Your Majesty swears, he didn't do this willingly.

It's a fool to go up after being beaten.

The point is...just now...Didn't Zhao Xianao say...there is something delicious?

Zhao Xianyong stood there staring at the scene in a daze, a crack seemed to appear on that cold face.

Is this over?

who is thisIs it his uncle who is obsessed with cleanliness?

It has long been heard that some people become obsessed with cats, dogs, and beasts, and lose their bottom line and principles, even to the point of being enslaved. Zhao Xianyong has learned a lot today.

Back in the courtyard, Zhao Xianao went to change clothes and asked the king to wait for his delicious food.

His Majesty waited and waited eagerly, but Zhao Xianao came out after changing his clothes, "Li Qiushi, go and get the food."

What to eat, mysterious.

After a while, Manager Li came back, holding a plate of flatbread in his hand, the flatbread was fragrant and delicious.

Zhao Xianao casually tore open a large pancake, revealing a thin layer of meat inside, and stuffed it into the king's mouth, "I specially ordered someone to buy it, is it delicious?"

Meat must be better than vegetable porridge.

The more the king chewed, the more delicious it became, and soon he ate up a large plate of tall meatloaf.

When he raised his head, there was no one in the room except Zhao Xianao.

And Zhao Xian'ao was reading with great interest in the Legend of the Divine Beast.

"Not full."

Zhao Xianao glanced at him, a little disgusted, "Let's do it, meat is banned in Qingqiu Temple, if people find out that I secretly bought meat pies, where will I put my face?"

The king tilted his head and asked, "Then can I buy meat buns tomorrow? There's a lot of meat."