My friends are all over the world

The former Demon Venerable Fugui was in the palace to guide the current Demon Venerable Fuheng in handling political affairs, and he was so angry that he slapped the table.

Fuheng persuaded him not to be angry in a low voice, but Fugui yelled back with an "Aww".

"Little ancestor, you should also put your mind on political affairs a little bit? I should have advised your father to directly take you..."

Speaking of Fuheng's father, Fugui's tone quickly changed from annoyance to helplessness: "It's exactly the same as your father, exactly the same, I really owe you father and son. I really came to pay your debts, pay your debts."

Lin Xin stood just outside the door, took a deep breath, collected himself, raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly.

As if anger rolled down his throat several times, Fu Gui suppressed his anger and asked, "Who?"

Lin Xin rolled his dark eyes, folded his arms and replied, "Your father and me."

He could tell who it was by the voice, and there were no other attendants in the room—after all, not everyone could watch the scene where the current Demon Lord was scolded bloody by the previous Demon Lord.

Fu Gui stood up, kicked his shoes angrily, and came forward to open the door for him.

Standing in front of the door, Lin Xin opened his hands to him when he saw him coming, "Thank you son."

Fugui wanted to pat him on the head, but in a blink of an eye he saw Gu Yuan following him, so he withdrew his hand, wiped Lin Xin's neck, and glared at him.

Lin Xin tilted his head, and saw a wooden case inside that had been split in half.It seems that Fu Gui's skills have been fully recovered, and may have improved recently.

Fu Heng put away all the folders on the ground, followed her adoptive father, and nodded to Lin Xin: "Xianjun."

"What? Teach your son to do homework? Did it bother you?"

"No." Fugui rubbed the space between his brows, "You just brought me back from the brink of collapse. If this continues, I'll be driven mad by this little bastard."

Lin Xin reminded softly: "You are already a demon."

Fugui paused, and said, "The troll in the devil."

He put his arms around Lin Xin's shoulders, and was about to go out: "Let's go, just in case you're here, I'll take you out for a walk."

Fu Heng called out behind him: "Father?"

"You leave the batch book, I will come back to check at night."

"The breakfast..."

Fu Gui turned around, and said angrily, "I'm trying to make do with it, I'm such a big wolf, yet you still ask me..."

Fu Heng took two steps back, and said weakly: "I mean the breakfast of the foster father, the foster father hasn't eaten yet."

"I'll find a way to solve it myself." Fu Gui said, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave with your Uncle Lin Xin?"

Lin Xin suddenly grew older and became the uncle of the Mozun, trying hard to restrain the joy in his heart.

Fu Heng warned: "Father don't drink outside, come back early."

"understood."

After saying this, he sang and walked away with Lin Xin shoulder to shoulder.

These days, getting along with good friends is more sticky than anything else.

Lin Xin sighed, "Isn't he a master of the world anyway?"

Fu Gui sneered: "I thought he was so powerful outside that I thought of giving him the position of Demon Lord, but it turned out..."

Lin Xin turned to look at him and raised his eyebrows: "What happened?"

Fugui tutted and shook his head: "It's hard to say."

"So you made peace with him?"

"That's right..."

Fugui belatedly withdrew his hand on Lin Xin's shoulder——Gu Yuan followed Lin Xin, although he didn't say a word, he often looked at him, making Fugui feel a little uncomfortable.

As soon as Fu Gui withdrew his hand, Gu Yuan immediately took Lin Xin to his side.

This is too obvious.

Fugui and Heting glanced at each other, then silently lowered their heads.

Not seeing.

Only Lin Xin took his hand without realizing it.

If Gu Yuan is happy, it seems that even the weather in the Demon Realm will be better.

Before Fugui finished speaking, Lin Xin asked, "And then? Your son made peace with you?"

"Oh, and then we made peace. He released me, and I taught him how to deal with the affairs of the devil world, but according to the progress he has learned, I estimate that it may take hundreds of years."

"What about hundreds of years later?"

"Hundreds of years later, when he has learned it, I can seriously study the matter of cultivating magic energy to become a god."

With a heart in mind.

The pursuit of truth is never-ending.

Lin Xin said a long time ago that Fu Gui is a very ambitious person.

He thought for a while, but asked Fugui: "How is it? Where shall we go to play?"

Fugui suddenly stopped, touched his sleeves and skirt, and cursed: "Damn it, the little bastard took all the money from me and didn't return it to me."

As he spoke, he was about to go back to find Fuheng, but was stopped by Lin Xin: "Forget it, people are going to approve the papers. Besides, as a father, asking your son for money is a bit too much."

Fugui then said, "Then do you have money?"

"I..." Lin Xin touched his sleeve, "I don't seem to have any."

He hurriedly said: "But I have a friend here, and my friend still owes me the spirit stone."

The group of people walked not far away, and Lin Xin saw his friend, He Jiao, the rabbit spirit who grows medicine in Tianshan Mountain.

In order to help him pay the rent last time, Lin Xin lent him thirty spirit stones, and the arrears have not yet been repaid.

At this time, He Jiao was helping a deer essence from the wheelchair: "Try it? It should be able to stand up."

Lin Xin waved at him: "Jiaojiao, look at this wheelchair, does it seem like you owed me thirty spirit stones last time..."

He Jiao pulled the deer spirit up, and the two monsters ran faster than the rabbit.

Lin Xin felt sincerely happy that his friend's medical skills were so advanced, from the bottom of his heart.

He sighed, and joked: "Well, at least there is a wheelchair. Why don't I sit in a wheelchair and Gu Xianjun pushes me, and we go to the street to ask for some money? I can still play the erhu with my eyes closed."

Everyone laughed lightly, and finally Gu Yuan handed him the money bag.

Lin Xin weighed it with one hand, it was quite a lot.

Originally, Gu Yuan didn't bring any personal belongings with him, but he only knew about these things after staying with him for a long time.

He Rabbit Jing of Tianshan said this sentence: He doesn't talk much, but he is very reliable.

Quite right.

It is not easy for Xianjun to come to the Demon Realm.

After finally coming here, this time Lin Xin brought the Xuanguang mirror.

He had promised an old lady who opened a noodle shop to help her find her husband and son who had been separated many years ago.Lin Xin helped her look around, and searched for a long time, but couldn't find it.

I got the Xuanguang mirror a few days ago, so I wanted to bring it here and help her see it.

There is someone else in the noodle shop today, the owner of the inn, You Fang, who uses the blue bird to send messages.

You Fang had no where to come from, no where to go, as if he was just passing through the Demon Realm, so he settled down here and opened a post house.While sending letters, he also wrote letters for others.

The old woman in the noodle shop asked him to write two letters every month, to her husband and son, and sent them wherever the blue bird went.

It so happened that today, You Fang came to the noodle shop to help her write letters.

You Fang and the old woman sat face to face, because the devil world was dark, and there was a candlestick on the table.

The lights were dim, the old woman dictated a sentence, and You Fang bowed his head to write a sentence.Probably because she could understand some words and sentences, the mother-in-law also squinted her eyes, using the dim light to read.

Sometimes the mother-in-law wanted to change her words, and You Fang didn't get annoyed, she wrote it out again, and finally re-written it carefully.

In fact, You Fang will not show annoyance.

He covered the scars on his face with a black cloak, and at the same time covered his face, so that people could not see his emotions.However, the wound on his throat cannot be covered. This scar will make his voice so hoarse that he cannot hear clearly.

Lin Xin just opened the door and entered, the mother-in-law followed the sound and looked up, seeing that it was Lin Xin, she smiled and said, "Xin Xin is here?"

"Yeah." Lin Xin nodded, "I brought my friends over again."

She said to You Fang: "Xiao You, that's all for this month. Count how many words there are, and mother-in-law will give you the money."

You Fang didn't answer, took a new letter paper and started to copy.

The old lady stood up, looked at Lin Xin, covered her mouth with a smile and said, "I brought three more friends over."

Lin Xin hurriedly said, "Is there too many people? Or..."

"Not too many, not too many, it's different every time..." The old woman took a closer look, "Oh, there is also one who stays the same and is always by your side."

She was referring to Gu Yuan.

Lin Xin brought many people over, last time it was He Jiao and Hu Rong, this time it was Fugui and Heting, only Gu Yuan remained the same.

Gu Yuan was usually cold and indifferent, but he still nodded slightly to the old man and greeted him.

But Lin Xin put his arms around his neck, and said generously, "Because this is the future husband, who has love in the past life."

Gu Yuan's body froze, and he lowered his eyes slightly, as if he acquiesced.Lin Xin was originally trying to test him, but seeing that he didn't object, he was relieved and smiled at him.

The old woman still smiled: "Then come in and sit down, the mother-in-law will cook noodles for you."

"Okay."

Lin Xin grasped Gu Yuan's hand, and suddenly found that the man's pulse was beating very fast.

Looking at his calm face, it seems that only his ears are red.

Lin Xin understood, and after sitting down, he pretended to be casual and put one hand on his back.

The heart of the "male fish" was beating really fast.

Fu Gui sat down opposite him, and asked Lin Dao: "I didn't hear what you said just now, when did it happen? No wonder Gu Xianjun just glared at me, and he glared so fiercely."

"A few days ago, I pulled the red line a long time ago." Lin Xin looked at Gu Yuan with a smile, "I haven't formally asked Gu Xianjun what he means, does Gu Xianjun have any objections?"

Gu Xianjun lowered his eyes and said calmly, "No."

Lin Xin saw through it at a glance, and stretched out his hands to rub his ears: "Xianjun, you are a fish and a cold-blooded animal, this is unusual. You should control it a little bit?"

Gu Yuan nodded slightly, a little aggrieved: "I know, I also really want to control."

"Oh." Lin Xin liked to tease him too much, "But it's quite cute."

After a while, the old lady brought out all the food, then moved a chair, sat down beside Lin Xin, and looked at them with a smile.

The old woman looked at Lin Xin enough, so she looked at Gu Yuan: "Where does Xianjun live?"

Gu Yuan paused slightly when he picked up the chopsticks, and replied, "Xishan."

"The whole mountain belongs to Xianjun?"

"Yes."

"Then Xinxin has somewhere to go." The old lady asked again, "How many people are there in that family?"

"Only me."

"I saw you always followed Xinxin before, did you like him then?"

Gu Yuan put down his hand: "Yes."

The old woman had Lin Xin in her heart, and wished she could ask Gu Yuan everything. After asking a few more questions, she saw that he didn't even move his chopsticks, and said, "You eat."

Gu Yuan thought for a while, then turned to ask Lin Xin: "Lin Xin, should I hold the chopsticks with my right hand or my left hand?"

Lin Xin raised his head from the noodle bowl, with a puzzled look on his face: "Huh?" He swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's up to you, which hand you like to use..."

Gu Yuan pushed him into his arms.

Lin Xin quickly dropped his chopsticks: "What's wrong?"

"Lin Xin, you are so kind."

"Huh? It's kind of me to let you 'chopsticks free'?"

Gu Yuan rubbed his head: "No, I really wanted to hug you just now, and I can't hold back until now."

Fugui and Heting on the opposite side lowered their heads, eating noodles seriously.

He Ting asked the old woman, "Grandma, do you have any spinach?"

"No." The old lady looked at him with a smile, "Why do you want to eat this?"

"Clear eyesight."