The whole cultivation world regards me as a group favorite [Crossing Books]

In the lobby, Ye Huaiyao didn't use his spiritual power to transmit sound, but whispered to Rong Wang, "I know that to enter the realm of the ghost race, you have to 'pass through the gate of ghosts' on certain days every year. But What do they mean by 'in the oil pan', have you heard of it?"

He actively leaned over like this, as if he was about to rub into Rong Wang's arms, and the warm breath gently brushed against his ears when he spoke, which made Rong Wang very happy.

He couldn't help but put his hand on Ye Huaiyao's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "If I didn't think about it, they probably want to become ghosts."

Ye Huaiyao immediately thought of the forbidden technique on them: "For survival?"

Rong Huan nodded: "The human race's road to immortality requires spiritual roots and wisdom roots. Even so, the road is difficult. After all, there are still a few who can really ascend. It takes such a long process to avoid the suffering of reincarnation.”

The usual sarcastic smile appeared on his face again: "Look, these three people are quite smart, and they managed to come up with such a way to save their lives."

Ye Huaiyao was very moved when he heard Rong's nonsense, and he guessed that he also met many monks who wanted to find another way to become a demon.

However, the demons have other skills, and becoming a demon can be achieved through cultivation, and then the demon king bestows the blood of the demons. Generally speaking, the barriers between them and the human race are relatively small.

But the ghost clan is different. Their initial appearance was more like a coincidence from the beginning. Ye Huaiyao was a little curious about how these people who wanted to become ghost clan would operate.

As a "cruel, bloodthirsty and unkind" demon king, over the years, Rong Wang has rejected many monks who wanted to enter the demonic way, so that they could only find another way and turn to the ghost way.

Therefore, he should have a great say in the inside story.

When Ye Huaiyao asked, Rong Wang really knew: "It's what they said just now, put the oil in the pan."

Rong Wang said: "If you can successfully enter the gate of ghosts, you can participate in the ghost king's banquet. There will be a big pot in the banquet, which uses green oil unique to the underworld. People who want to become ghosts can jump into this oil pot to boil." Cooking is the simplest and most direct shortcut.”

He knew a lot about such anecdotes, but if Ye Huaiyao hadn't taken the initiative to ask, Rong Wang would never have mentioned it in front of his "most noble and kind-hearted" sweetheart in the world, so as not to pollute his ears.

At this time, he was also thinking about his words so as not to be too bloody: "During the cooking process, if the heat is just right, the soul is refined and fused with the body, so that it can no longer be separated, it will be considered successful."

"Of course, if you are not careful, you may die directly in the oil pan. Then these people who have been fried thoroughly are the delicacies at the feast of the ghost clan. Voluntary dedication, the taste is extraordinarily delicious, and it can be a great tonic."

Ye Huaiyao didn't want to eat at first, but after being told by Rong Wang, he felt a little hungry, so he took a piece of pastry meat with chopsticks and ate it.

Rong Wang: "..."

Well, Ye Huaiyao is not only noble and kind, but also brave and calm, that's how perfect he is.

Ye Huaiyao said: "If they even want to try this method, their situation must be very critical. It should be because they have a very strong desire to survive that they came to this town."

He suddenly thought of a possibility: "Tell me, could this be deliberately lured by the ghost clan?"

Rong Wang pondered and said: "It's possible, but I don't think it's that simple..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden high-pitched scream.

"Who is this woman, what are you two doing!"

Immediately afterwards, a vase fell directly into the lobby of the inn from the second floor, and the fragments flew.

Such a big movement not only scared the few guests who had just entered the door, but even the cook who was cooking in the back was all nervous, and rushed out with a kitchen knife.

Everyone avoided the scattered pieces of porcelain and looked up one after another.

The door of an upper room was left open, and a woman grabbed another woman by her hair and dragged her out abruptly.

The clerk let out a "huh" in surprise, scratched his head and said, "Isn't Boss Wang and his wife living in that room? Why did two women come out of it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another fat middle-aged man followed them out of the room.

He was in a state of disarray, with a handsome body, and it was Ye Huaiyao who had just seen the rich businessman eating with his beautiful wife in the hall.

There was a lot of commotion, and people from several rooms came out to look around.

As soon as the rich businessman went out, he saw people staring at him upstairs and downstairs, and his face was a little bit uneasy, and he said angrily: "What nonsense! Why don't you go back to your room to talk about something?!"

His wife was even more resentful. Hearing his scolding, she let go of her hand and said with a sneer, "You two are hooking up in the room, and you are plotting how to get rid of me. I said inside that there can still be justice." What? If you really feel innocent, you might as well tell what happened just now for everyone to judge and see how it makes sense!"

Seeing her aggressiveness and toughness, the rich businessman probably really didn't take it for granted. Without saying anything, he went to help the woman who was thrown to the ground first.

The wealthy businessman and his wife are only in their early twenties, and they are quite gorgeous and beautiful.

When everyone saw this kind of drama, they were a little curious about the other woman, but they didn't expect her to look up, but they were very disappointed.

This woman's facial features are very beautiful, and she should have been a beauty when she was young, but now she is over forty at least, and her face already bears the traces of the vicissitudes of time.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't quite fit the character set of "a vixen who seduces another's husband". On the contrary, the original partner next to her is more like it.

The woman said timidly: "Sister, don't say that, there are still many misunderstandings in this matter, let's go back first...

"Don't say that? You can do it, what can I dare not say!"

The wealthy businessman's wife was very pungent, and interrupted her loudly: "Hmph, the surname Wang, this bitch abandoned you to marry someone else, and now he's come back to turn around when he's down, you really don't pick it! Since you're so obsessed with it! , why do you marry me?

When she yelled and cursed like this, everyone could understand. No wonder the wealthy merchants had a private meeting with that older woman. It turned out that the two were old lovers.

The wealthy businessman also lost his temper, and said angrily: "Nonsense, Wei Niang is clearly sincere to me, so she came to join me! Unlike you, who married for my money, and pick and choose! Don't you dare say otherwise?"

His wife spat at the words, and said disdainfully: "Bullshit, I'm young and beautiful, you are old and fat, I didn't marry you for money, did I marry you for talent and beauty? I'm blind!"

People around laughed.

The wealthy businessman was trembling all over, his face was flushed, he raised his hand and slapped her across the face, and scolded: "You, you get out! I will write you a divorce letter when I get back, and you can die wherever you want!"

The wealthy businessman's wife stomped her feet and said bitterly: "Whoever is afraid of others will be cuckolded at that time. If you have the ability, don't regret it! Adulterers and prostitutes are not afraid of falling into the water and drowning!"

After she finished speaking, she rushed back to the room just now, packed her things into a small bundle, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, what are you doing still in a daze? Come here and open a room for me, just stay for one night, tomorrow morning I'm going back to my mother's house by myself!"

The two guys in the lobby downstairs looked dumbfounded, and they didn't react until she yelled at them.

Taking a cautious look at the rich businessman with his face covered in black and blue, the clerk turned around and asked, "The shopkeeper?"

Shopkeeper Ding was standing behind the counter, also watching the farce. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "If you are told to go, you can go."

Compared to other audiences who were either excited or upset, his attitude was mild and almost indifferent, as if everything didn't matter, and he also seemed to have predicted everything.

The young man hurried up to open a new upper room, and accompanied the rich businessman's wife to pack things.

The lady's room was changed very quickly, and she came out again soon.

Ye Huaiyao saw that although the baggage in her hand was not big, it looked heavy. It was obvious that she had saved a lot of private money, no wonder she had the confidence to yell.

The rich businessman looked at his wife's back and snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else. He helped his old lover and went back into the room.

The people around watched the excitement for no reason, were satisfied, and dispersed one after another.

On the contrary, the clerk was puzzled, and when he packed the room and went downstairs, he muttered: "It's strange, I guard the door every day, but I didn't see when that Wei Niang came! Did she eat anything? Have you ever paid any money?"

Ye Huaiyao and Rong Huan ate something casually, it was already dark outside.

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, and the three monks who wanted to turn into ghosts in the oil pan were still drinking to drown their sorrows, Ye Huaiyao said to Rong Wang, "Shall we go back too?"

Rong Wang smiled at him: "Okay."

The two went upstairs and returned to their room. A monk glanced at their backs and said to his companion on the table with the strength of wine:

"Did you see these two people? I bet you, they must be on good terms. The way the guy in black looks at the kid next to him has something to do with it."

The person next to him was also half-drunk, and said with a smile: "You can see this? Don't you feel hot when you watch them go back to the room together?"

He took a sip of the wine: "But having said that, I've never seen a man with such an iconic face. His smile... tsk tsk, it's really captivating. The other one is also pretty, but when I look at his eyes, I always feel horrified Panic, these two people are probably not simple."

The two of them chatted enthusiastically, and there was a monk who seemed to be the oldest beside him, drinking in silence without saying a word.

Seeing that this topic was endless, he said in a muffled voice: "Don't be jealous of others, as long as you can live, what kind of person do you want?"

He glanced at the person who just brought up the topic, and said: "If we hadn't bumped into Gu King's daughter back then, we wouldn't have fallen into this position. Be careful that the misfortune comes out of your mouth, just accept it."

His words caused the other two to be silent for a while, and they stopped talking while drinking.

It was also fortunate that Rong Wang had returned to his room, and he didn't hear what these people said about Ye Huaiyao, otherwise he might be able to become a ghost without running to the gate of hell.

Rong Wang and Ye Huaiyao walked around outside, and felt that the whole inn was filled with a kind of restlessness, the dark tide was surging, but the surface was calm.

Things have developed to this level, it seems that there is nothing to discuss, and we can only wait and see.

Ye Huaiyao tidied up and went to bed, closed his eyes and meditated.

The two have different cultivation methods, each has its own way of cultivation, Rong Wang didn't bother him either.

After an hour, Ye Huaiyao opened his eyes, and saw Rong Wang lying beside him, flipping through a book.

It is not unusual for him to read books, but what is strange is that he turns pages very quickly, almost without stopping in between, with a half-smile on his face, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

Absolutely unreasonable intuitively!

Ye Huaiyao kept his meditating posture and observed quietly for a while, then suddenly reached out to attack and pulled the book out of his hand.

Ye Huaiyao smiled triumphantly: "Let me see, what are you secretly watching!"

Rong Zhuang raised his brows lightly, and didn't try to grab him, letting Ye Huaiyao take it and open it.

He clicked his tongue when he saw the content clearly, and said: "I didn't expect that our devil would have such a hobby. Oh~~ There was a monk Han in the past, and he met a fox girl at night and slept with her..."

Ye Huaiyao originally wanted to tease Rong Zhuang, but after reading a few sentences, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned over and looked at the cover, and found that it looked very familiar.

It's not that he is obsessed with pornographic novels, but he is very interested in some strange stories. When he has nothing to do, he likes to collect some.

And this kind of book sells well in the market, most of them have a charming plot of a fox fairy and a ghost visiting at night, so the types are often similar.

When Ye Huaiyao went out, he naturally didn't think about packing up this thing and taking it with him, and he didn't know if He Zhanyang stuffed it for him because he was afraid that he would be bored, and Rong Wang found it out from somewhere.

When I looked up, I realized that this guy was holding back his laughter again.

Ye Huaiyao was angry and funny, rolled up the book and knocked on Rong Huan's forehead: "How dare you laugh at me!"

Rong Wang didn't dodge, looked at him with a smile on his arm: "I didn't say anything."

Ye Huaiyao leaned over to look into his eyes, and cupped Rong Rong's face: "Really? Let me check."

With a smile on Rong Huan's lips, he raised his hand to follow Ye Huaiyao's messy hair: "What did you find out?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "There are strange things in this inn. You see, the rich businessman's wife said just now that the rich businessman has been thinking about that sweetheart named Wei Niang for many years, but he has been unable to ask for it. As a result, when he came here, he immediately got his wish. Isn't that right? Explain something?"

Rong Wang said: "Do you think there is something wrong with the encounter between the rich businessman and Wei Niang?"

Ye Huaiyao nodded: "There are still those three monks."

Rong Wang said: "All the people who come to the town have 'desire' in their hearts, and this is what they all have in common."

Ye Huaiyao propped his elbows on the pillow, leaned closer to Rong Wangli, and jokingly said: "I said Rong Wang, don't you also have a little vixen in your heart, so you don't want me to know it on purpose?" ?”

With gentle eyes and brows, Rong Huan looked at him with a smile and shook his head, then reached out and grabbed Ye Huaiyao's neck, causing him to bend over and was kissed right on.

The tossing and lingering kiss gradually deepened, although it wasn't rough, it couldn't be broken, and the air around the two seemed to be filled with enthusiasm.

Rong Wang wrapped his arms around Ye Huaiyao's waist, supported the back of his head with one hand, and led him to turn around, already imprisoning him under his body.

He leaned against Ye Huaiyao's forehead, and said with a low laugh, "My sweetheart is on the bed, who else should I worry about?"

Ye Huaiyao blinked: "Is the devil so contented?"

"What are you talking about...Of course not. If you are content, you won't appear in this town."

Rong Rong smiled and said: "Actually, I was wondering just now, is He Zhanyang really as caring and cute as you said, even remembering to prepare all the scriptures for you. Or is it Zhanyu?"

Ye Huaiyao was a little dazed, he hadn't thought of why he said this, and suddenly sighed arrogantly: "And your senior brother, you have really taken care of you a lot these years..."

Speaking of this, Ye Huaiyao remembered what he had said when the two of them came, but he didn't expect Rong Hua to think about it until now.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Why are you so stingy! I agreed before not to take it to heart."

Ye Huaiyao turned around and struggled out of Rong Rong's arms, wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled into the bed: "I really can't stand you anymore! Go find your little vixen, sooner or later you will be jealous to death."

Rong Rong raised his arms and picked him into his arms, and asked humbly: "Oh, aren't you a little vixen? Let me see if you have a tail."

He said he wanted to check the tail, but his hand moved irregularly to the lower part. Ye Huaiyao immediately felt his scalp go numb, and his whole body trembled slightly because of nervousness: "Rong Huang!"

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Rong Zhuan's breathing was also a little heavier, but he kissed his eyelashes, nose tip, and corners of his lips tenderly, with a gesture of cherishment and comfort.

He lightly tapped Ye Huaiyao's tailbone with his fingertips, but he didn't go any further. Instead, he moved to the front, wanting Ye Huaiyao to relax first.

However, at such a charming moment, a question suddenly flashed in Ye Huaiyao's mind.

——Ouyang Song's previous remarks were too shameless, and he was very poisonous to Ye Huaiyao, so he was deeply impressed.

Ye Huaiyao said in a strange way: "Rong Wang, you haven't been like this with others before, have you?"

Surprised, Rong Rong froze, "Of course not!"

He knew that the demons had a reputation for indulgence and licentiousness in the outside world. Could it be that someone slandered Ye Huaiyao in order to provoke their relationship?

Ye Huaiyao said: "So there is no comparison."

Rong Zhuang: "???"

Ye Huaiyao said: "Why do you think there are people lingering in the flowers to indulge in this? After all, it is just two actions, except when facing different objects, the mentality is different, in fact, it is no different from whoever does it."

In Ouyang Song's words, isn't it just stabbing a few times, stabbing everyone...so stabbing everyone is the same?

But Ye Huaiyao only dared to think secretly about these words, but he absolutely couldn't say them out.

He really didn't mean anything else, just suddenly curious.

Rong Zhuang: "???"

Ye Huaiyao explored casually with an attitude of seeking knowledge, and then saw Rong Huang who was half pressed on him with a confused face.

He thought about it, and was surprised that he seemed to have said something very extraordinary.

Ye Huaiyao hurriedly said: "Forget it, forget it, I asked casually, you didn't hear me."

It's all "doing the same thing with anyone", why did he pretend he didn't hear it!

After Rong Wang and Ye Huaiyao were together, they were overly happy and fearful, and always wanted the other party to feel that being with him was happier than being single.

Even if Ye Huaiyao usually frowned for no reason, he would care about it, let alone such a big matter.

Rong Wang asked: "What do you mean by asking this? Why do you ask? Do you think it's tedious to do...with me?"

As a novice who has only been in the car twice, he tried his best to pretend that he is experienced and can meet all requirements: "Do you want to change tricks, or do you think I am not working hard enough?"

If you don't, you have to find a way to do it, otherwise, is Ye Huaiyao going to find someone else?

The author has something to say: Because Wang Zai’s diary feels a bit inconsistent if it is placed in the main text, so it’s better to let it go, as a gift for the babies, the entire collection will be over by then.

If you are interested, please don’t block the words, I will try to say as little as possible, and I will cause trouble for everyone 喵~

There are still 24 hours until the next chapter, Gao Hua, the noble and inviolable Ming Sheng, come on!

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Wang cub date:

Today, I just peeked at Ye Huaiyao's script, but he dislikes my skills...

But what Ye Huaiyao said was right, I blamed me for not being diligent enough.

From now to dawn, there are only three or four hours at most, and there is not much time left for me, so I have to work hard.

At least in bed, that's progress, isn't it?

I will tell Ouyang Song next time.