Don't Discriminate Against Species

"When demons get closer to humans, they will be assimilated by humans. They will become jealous, greedy, and resentful. At this time, even if they have supreme demon power, they are still full of weaknesses."

"My lord, as long as you get the inheritance of Shenlong..."

The huge figure in the shadow trembled: "In the world, I am the only one who can get my father's inheritance. Back then, my father had a good relationship with Shenfeng, so his inheritance must be in Shenfeng's hands."

"No one can compete with me." The ugly and huge monster opened its dark yellow pupils, and there was a strange green in the depths of the pupils.

"Only me."

"The demon world is too peaceful."

"Only killing and blood are the real demon nature. That lowly half-demon trash ruined the demon world."

"This king will eventually lead the demon world to the path of supreme glory."

Enzuki Hotel is one of the famous hotels in Kyoto. Celebrities often stay in the hotel, and some important conferences are often held here.After the end of the new year, some important conferences and activities started one after another. On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, there was a very important national writers conference, which was held at Yuanyue Hotel.

As soon as Ma Ha stepped into the hotel gate, he found that the feng shui of Yuanyue Hotel was very special. Every piece of decoration was in the most suitable position, and it was not cheap.

After showing the invitation letter, he successfully got the room card from the reception staff, and before entering the elevator, he met several writers who also rushed over.Maha is quite well-known in the creative world, and many people have never thought that Maha is actually a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance, not the old man as everyone imagined.But Ma Ha didn't like to talk very much, and gradually everyone didn't care about him.

In the evening, the organizer held a reception banquet at the hotel, and Maha sat in the corner, watching the authors who were familiar with each other exchange cups and pick out the favorite dishes on the table to eat.

After a while, an author in his 50s sat down on a chair and lay down on the table. The people next to him called him a few words, joking and talking about being drunk.

Maha looked at the chair behind the drunken author's chair, put down his chopsticks, said a few words to the person in charge, and then got up to leave.Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the door, the author lying on the table suddenly sat up and stared at him blankly.

Maha walked to him in a daze, "Are you feeling uncomfortable, do you want me to call you a doctor?"

The author pushed his hand away, picked up the wine glass and swayed towards the others.Ma Ha was not angry when he was treated so impolitely, he turned around and strode away from the restaurant.

He touched his coat and forgot his mobile phone and room card in the room.He is good at everything, but his memory is bad, and he can't change it.

Without a room card, Maha couldn't use the elevator. Looking at the empty corridor, he hid in the men's room and whispered the mantra.

"Huh?!" Wang Han, who was reading the hotel's financial statements in the office, suddenly stopped and looked at the hourglass on the table. The blue light was shining in the hourglass, which looked very beautiful.

"A demon cultivator has entered the hotel?" He put down his pen, turned on the computer, and was about to check the check-in information of today's guests, but there were a lot of guests staying today, and he would not be able to see who had a problem with their household registration for a while.

After dialing the phone number of the hotel manager, Wang Han learned that the hotel will have an author exchange meeting in the past few days, so today nearly fifty well-known authors from all over the country are staying.

"A group of literary writers..." Wang Han rubbed his chin, "There shouldn't be any monsters who want to be authors, right? How hard is it to figure out how to do this?"

Ma Ha urged the demon power, afraid of being discovered, went to the front desk to borrow a phone, and called the management office.

"Hello, is this the management office?" Ma Ha tended to stutter when he was in a hurry, but fortunately the operator was patient and did not regard Ma Ha as a troublemaker.

"Yes, there are monsters possessing human beings, please send someone over quickly."

"Okay, I will stay in the house and keep talking with you at any time." With trembling hands, Maha got a new room card from the front desk, and hurriedly hid in his room.

After he left, a front desk employee whispered: "The writer just now said that a monster possessed a person. Could it be that he wrote too many articles and couldn't distinguish reality from fiction?"

"The way he got into the elevator just now was also sneaky, as if he was afraid of something pestering him, and he looked a little scary." Another front desk employee touched his arm, "Thinking about it, it's a bit intrusive. There are so many guests in the hotel. If something happens, it will be troublesome, should we call the doctor and the police over?"

"Let's report this to the manager first."

In the restaurant, the hall that was still full of laughter and laughter was already silent. The "author" who was drunk at the beginning straightened his clothes and took a deep breath: "Dreams, fantasies, and ambitions are really beautiful..." He I thought that only human children have all kinds of thoughts, but I didn't expect that the souls of people who like to write stories in the human world are so interesting.

The sleepy authors don't know that their continuous inspiration and the life dreams that endow the characters in their works are sucked into the stomach by a filthy monster as food.

"Oh?!" The demon suddenly stopped, "The smell of jealousy." He laughed, as if he was laughing at the fact that human beings still have strong jealousy in their hearts, but they still maintain a hypocritical friendship on the surface.

"What a ridiculous and sad creature." He swallowed the breath with jealousy, twisted his neck, and there was a dull sound from the neck, "One is missing, the little lamb that ran away, where did it go?"

He opened the restaurant door, without looking at the fainted restaurant waiter, playing with the room card in his hand, humming a song, and stepped onto the intersection of the safe passage.

The restaurant is on the third floor, and the floor where the authors arranged to stay is on the sixth floor.

Step, step, step.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Maha hid in the bathroom shivering, and made up his mind that if the monster broke into the door, he would turn into his original shape and escape from the sewer.

Although the sewers are dirty, smelly and disgusting, and he has never been in the sewers since he cultivated human form, but at the moment of life and death, there is no need to live too carefully.

"Smart little lamb, is he hiding in here?" The demon outside gently knocked on the door three times.

"That's impolite." The demon suddenly laughed and kicked open the door.Maha hid in the bathroom, watching the long shadow of the monster twisted on the ground, like claws opened, trying to drag him out of the bathroom.

It was getting closer, just when the shadow was about to touch the door, a pair of feet stood in front of his door.

It's Minister Zhuang, Minister Zhuang is here.

Ma Ha limply hugged the toilet and sat down, almost hugged Zhuang Qing's thigh and called Dad.

"Dragon?" The shadow shrank back, he broke free from the weak skin of human beings, and standing in front of Zhuang Qing was a black phantom, which condensed into the appearance of a man, "I'm on you, I smell The smell of jealousy."

Zhuang Qing ignored him, stretched out his hand to cut through the void, and threw the limp Ma Ha into it.

"At a time like this, you still want to save the useless little demon. What a great dragon." The demon laughed loudly, "The demon world has always respected the strong. Are you brainwashed by humans?" Demon Suddenly opened his arms, "Let me see what the jealousy in your heart is."

Zhuang Qing watched the overwhelming darkness and finally understood what this monster was.The legendary shadow monsters, walking in the dark, can devour the spirit and dreams of animals and humans, and are very good at bewitching, making people unconsciously fall into the world he constructed.

Sprites were born very early. When the world has light, it also has shadows.Therefore, the sprite was born. Its force is not high, but as long as there is light, it will not die, and it is very difficult to deal with.

Zhuang Qing also has a shadow, so after the magic spell was cast, he fell into the illusory shadow world.

The shadow is dark and terrifying, but it is the most clear about the true thoughts deep in the heart.

2000 years ago, the noble son met the fluffy rabbit, and the noble son has settled down in the mountains ever since.The rabbit turns into a human being, practicing calligraphy and painting with the noble son, and listening to the noble son telling stories in the world.

Before the noble son died, his abnormally bright eyes stared at the little prince who had turned into a rabbit, and he was unwilling to close his eyes no matter what.

"Bo Lian." The young master held his hand, "I'm listening to what you want to say."

The corner of your son's mouth twitched, and he said after a long while: "After I die, will you raise other human beings?"

"No."

The noble young master forced a smile: "That's great." Still unwilling in his eyes, he held onto the young young master's hand tightly, "You...I..."

The little boy held his hand back, his eyes were gentle and ignorant.

"You... Take a look at the human world for me, and help me watch its prosperous and peaceful day." The strength in his hand became looser and looser, "Don't..."

do not forget me.

After all, he didn't say this sentence, he wanted him to help him see the prosperity of the world, and even more wanted him to remember him when he saw the prosperity of the world.

"I promise you, I will see all the prosperity of the human world for you." The young man looked at the eyes that the noble man could not close, and closed his eyelids with trembling hands, "I will learn to get in touch with life in the human world, and help you take care of yourself carefully. Take a closer look."

The young master found precious yarn, wrapped the noble son's body, and put him in the jade coffin.

When Yin sent away the noble young master's soul, he did not stop him, but stood by the jade coffin for a day and a night, and finally buried him by the Huai River.

The Huai River flows through the royal city where the noble son was born, and has a very strong aura. The young master buried him here, hoping that he will have a prosperous and peaceful life in his next life.

Zhuang Qing recovered from the illusion, he raised his sword with a cold face: "The little trick is not worth mentioning."

"You are jealous of this human being." Yaoyao laughed wantonly, "It's ridiculous that the dignified dragon emperor of the water clan is jealous of a human being who has been dead for many years."

Zhuang Qing ignored him, slashed his body with his sword, and with a roar, all the inspirations and dreams that the sprites had swallowed escaped back into their master's body.

The sprite's shadow swayed, and soon merged into one, he gritted his teeth and said, "How could you hurt me?!"

"There is nothing impossible in this world." Zhuang Qing rolled up the sword flower and sneered, "Don't try to return the things in the gutter to the earth."

"Huh?" The tall man dressed as a backpacker stopped and looked up at the beautiful tall building beside him, "The stench of sprites."

He randomly walked into a public phone booth, turned into a streamer, and flew into the hotel.

Pedestrians queuing outside waiting to make a call: ...

Did he read wrong just now, there is no one in the phone booth?What is that man who went in just now?