Conscientiously making soy sauce

The same white, deserted and empty, will make people dizzy and uncomfortable after looking at it for a long time, and it is white without a trace of other colors.

Zhuang Yuan basically didn't pay attention to the environment that was not too different from the hospital. He first wrote a good review of [-] words, expressing that he was very satisfied with the previous world and his identity, and at the same time pointed out that the next world didn't want to be very busy. It's best to wait until death to complete the task.

After I finished writing, I checked that there were no typos. Thinking about it, I didn't get any other skills in the last world. He seemed to go out all day after everything was on the right track.Zhuang Yuan clapped his hands, and plunged into the next world very neatly.

"Zizizi..." After an unknown period of time, bursts of electronic noise suddenly sounded in this lonely and deserted space.

"Where is the person? Why did the person disappear again?" The system's mechanical voice was confused, "Why is the plot twisted again this time? It should be the male protagonist who entered the orphanage because of his character and appearance. Just go to the underworld, and then meet a white lotus-like shou. His all kinds of abuse, shou has no regrets and completely tolerates, and finally influenced the story of the two protagonists' HE. Why didn't he go to the underworld and become the big brother? If he joins the underworld, he can take power and become No.1 in a few years."

"Why didn't he notice anything after he saw the receiving? Could it be that he doesn't like weak ones?" During the system analysis, rows of ooo1111 swiping-like rapid generation disappeared.

"Why does he have feelings for the mediocre Zhuang Yuan? Does he like the mediocre? In the next world, if Zhuang Yuan looks weak, will it not affect the hero and ensure the progress of the plot?" The system analyzed for a long time Afterwards, "After analysis, such an adjustment is operable and feasible. The plot distortion of two consecutive worlds must be an individual probability, not a definite interference factor."

"Adjust now, adjust now."

Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing.The green mountains on both sides of the strait see each other, who knows the love of parting

The mountains are full of verdant green, the shade of green is suitable, and the world is the best painter, who outlines the mountains and rivers with great brushstrokes.The sky is the curtain, dotted with a few strokes of breeze and white clouds. It is the late spring season, and the grass is pleasant and full of vitality.

This forest is also shaded by trees, and the birds are singing. It may be because it is a little bit out of the way, a bit dangerous, and a bit high. Generally, no one will come here.Moreover, it is also said that there are goblins on this mountain, with green faces and fangs, who especially like to eat people.He also said that despite the pleasant scenery here, it is all fake.In fact, it should be a dense scene of white bones flying, ghosts crying and wolves howling. Once a person is tempted to go in, he can't get out again, and he is directly gnawed by the goblin.

...It's all nonsense, but everyone else took it seriously.

This mountain is basically not popular, it’s no different from being deserted, not to mention the small roads and mountain roads, there are grasses several meters high everywhere, which is very unsuitable for people to come here, let alone people who are willing to come far away for a tryst when they are full. It's almost like looking for death here.

With these reasons, even on such a suitable day for traveling, there are still few people in the mountains.Only birds and mosquitoes, only trees with the wind.Although the mountain is difficult to climb and there is no way, although there are all kinds of monsters and dangers that others have talked about, the sound of chopping firewood can still be heard in a certain corner.

It's just that the sound was relatively soft, as if the woodcutter was too weak to hold the axe, and it took a long time to chop down a few thin sticks.Listening to the sound, I estimated that it took a long time to chop the less than half a bundle of firewood, and I don't know which person couldn't bear to come to this place full of goblins to seek guilt.

Pushing aside the weeds that are taller than people, in a small open space, a child in rough clothes can be seen chopping firewood. The face of the small child is covered with sweat. It's also a little dirty, maybe it hasn't been washed for a few days.At his feet lay a few pitiful sticks of firewood, which looked like they could not be sold for a few copper coins.The child was probably tired, the big rusty ax was thrown aside, quite lonely.

Suddenly, gurgling, gurgling, the child sang the empty city plan with gusto.The child blushed and looked left and right. Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and it was cool. The child sneezed. He wiped his face with his sleeve, and the little face was so messed up that he couldn't look at it.The fruits growing on the mountain wall are bright red, juicy and juicy, and they are quite big, two of them should be enough to eat.

The red fruit seems to be showing off its deliciousness, as if seducing the child's saliva.

The child looked at the eyes a little straight, and the mouth was a little dry.

He hadn't eaten anything for several days, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.He put the firewood on the grass, rolled up his tattered sleeves and tried to climb up, but he didn't get much height with his small arms and legs for half a day.But I didn't expect that there were many slippery moss on the mountain wall. The child was so hungry that he accidentally slipped and fell down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'" the child screamed, startled a bunch of birds, and fell down in a daze. It's a pity that falling down from this height will not be life-threatening. It's enough to hurt a foot, really hurt, I really don't know what to do in this barren mountain.The child could only hug his head, praying that he would not really hurt his legs and feet and be unable to walk.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew gently, and the child who thought he would fall fell into a warm embrace.In panic, he raised his eyes and saw that the small body of the child who had come was stiff like a coffin board and relaxed.

The weak-looking boy in Tsing Yi took the child firmly in his arms.

He has black hair like a crow, and there are faint patterns of willow leaves on his Tsing Yi.

Eyebrows are picturesque, although the figure is not fully unfolded, but there is already a gentle and romantic, which is a romantic young man.

Seeing this man, the child was completely at ease and trusted him wholeheartedly. He and his friends got angry that day. In order to show that he was very courageous and not afraid of ghosts or goblins, he ran to the mountains alone. As soon as he came in, he regretted wanting to go back , but got lost in the woods, and was sent back to the mountain road only after meeting the brother of the Zhuang family.

Zhuang's elder brother is good-looking and gentle. He is many times more beautiful than Xiaohua Xiaohong. He is even more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in the town.He didn't go to school and didn't understand the basic principles. He only knew that Zhuangjia's brother was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. His eyes were so bright and dark, his voice was so beautiful, and his skin was so white, even whiter than his family's rice.He would blush when he saw Brother Zhuang laughing.

It's a pity that brother Zhuang's health is not very good. It is said that he can't go down the mountain casually if he wants to take good care of him on the mountain.

"Brother Zhuangjia." The child grabbed the boy's arm and refused to let it go. He whimpered, "Brother Zhuangjia, brother Zhuangjia."

The young man in Tsing Yi held the child carefully, put him down and checked him carefully, and after seeing that the child was not injured, he put on a straight face, "Why did you come to the mountains alone? Where is your father? Are you being mischievous again? Isn't it here?" A place where your children can come. Fortunately, I saw it, otherwise, what would you do if you fell? No one comes here on weekdays. "

"I...I..." The child was very wronged, and his eyes were foggy.

"I'm not talking about you, I don't come here very often. It's not like you don't know how remote this place is." He looked at the ax on the ground that was completely incompatible with children, and sighed, "Are you here to chop wood? Here What kind of firewood do you have? Are you losing money by running here? It takes a long time to go back and forth, and the firewood you cut is not enough for you to buy shoes."

"You're not so naughty, you almost got lost last time you came here, have you forgotten?"

"No...I'm not being naughty." The child couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly burst into tears, "My dad, my dad is sick. I don't have money to ask a doctor, woo woo woo, I think I want to chop firewood for some copper coins. My dad I haven't eaten for a few days, I'm afraid I'm afraid."

"There is no place to chop firewood in the nearby places, and others will drive me away. I thought no one would come here, so maybe I can chop more for some copper coins. Then I can buy something for Dad to eat." The child wiped his sleeve fiercely. He rolled his eyes, "My dad, my dad hasn't eaten for a few days."

"Hey, don't be afraid." The boy patted the child's back, "It's my fault, stop crying and cry. See if you're crying like a cat."

His voice softened, like clear water or soft wind, "It's my fault, I shouldn't say that about you. You are also filial, but it's just that this place is dangerous, so it's better not to come alone in the future."

"I also learned some medical skills, so I have a few pills here, you take them back to your father. It should be a little better." The young man took out a small celadon bottle from his arms, opened the cork and took out two small pills. Small brown pills, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, "I heard you said that you haven't eaten for the past few days, so you must be hungry. I'll pick some fruits for you."

"Brother Zhuang is so kind. But brother Zhuang also needs to be careful." The child obediently sat on the ground and watched the young man get the fruit with a few quick strokes.Watching him wipe it off and hand it to himself.

The child ate one obediently, and carefully put the rest in his arms.

"You... hey." Zhuang Yuan wanted to help but was really powerless, he didn't have a copper coin on him, and it was impossible for him to go to any town.I can only gently help the child to wash off the dirt on his face, and said softly, "I'll take you down the mountain, and I'll get you this bundle of firewood for you."

"Thank you, Brother Zhuang." The child raised his face, "I'll come and play with Brother Zhuang when my father recovers."

"En" the young man in Tsing Yi nodded, he took the child's hand, and with the other hand he easily picked up the bundle of firewood.He took the child all the way out of the mountain, and he said goodbye to the child when he saw the small road.

"Brother Zhuang, when will you come to town to play? You don't even come out." Before leaving, the child pulled Zhuang Yuan's clothes and refused to let them go. It is said that there are monsters living in the mountains, brother Zhuang should leave as soon as possible, don't stay in the mountains and be careful not to be hurt by the monsters."

Hearing the word goblin, Zhuang Yuan's face turned blue.

"Well, my body still can't go down the mountain. There are people taking care of me on the mountain, and I haven't seen any goblins for so long. I will come to play with you when I have a chance. When I get better, I will leave naturally." He touched Touching the child's hair, "Go back quickly, so your father won't worry."

After all, the child is still young, and he completely trusts Brother Zhuang, so he doesn't realize that there is anything wrong with the good-looking little brother in front of him recuperating in the mountains.

Watching him all the way, seeing the small figure waving at him, watching the sun slowly set, watching the red clouds fill the sky, Zhuang Yuan sighed slightly.

"You have always been so soft-hearted." A lazy voice sounded behind him, "What do you care about such a child? Can't eat or use?"

"I don't eat people, and you're making fun of me again." Zhuang Yuan turned around and looked helplessly at the arrogant young man in red who appeared behind him, "I'm just..."

"You are just soft-hearted, you just don't want to see others suffer." The beautiful and flamboyant young man walked up to Zhuang Yuan step by step like stepping on a lotus, lifted his sharp chin with his slender white fingers, and blew, "People and I You are not of the same kind, why are you so kind? People like this, they die when they die, so it doesn't matter."

Zhuang Yuan turned his head to avoid the finger with a faint fragrance, his face flushed a little, he still couldn't get used to these movements of the young man in red.

"If they knew your identity, would they still be so close to you?" The young man in red showed a seductive smile, and he moved closer to the elegant young man, whispering, "I've been screaming and killing you for a long time, and you are not allowed to exist."

"I'm not close to them." Zhuang Yuan frowned and stepped back.

"Not close yet?" The young man went around behind him, "Your pill has your demonic aura, why waste it on ordinary people? They won't say hello to you. You can't go to that town and get smoky vulgarity. Not too happy Go back with me? What are you doing here? I saw you running away when I came together? If you don’t practice well, you always think about something. "

The young man in red hated a chestnut that could not be turned into steel, "Why do you still run around with such a cultivation level? Don't talk about meeting those who are cultivators, usually those who have practiced a little can beat you back to your original shape. Walk around, follow I'll go back. You don't understand anything now, but you just see mortals make out, and you don't know how you will die by then."

"I..." Before Zhuang Yuan could say anything, the young man in red had already glared at him and grabbed his hands. Zhuang Yuan lost all strength to resist and could only obediently be followed by him holding hands.

Walking along the way, the trees automatically parted to reveal a hidden path, with lush flowers and plants on both sides, and the flowers of various colors bloomed like a bustling market.

After walking for a few miles, I saw a small wooden house. The pond next to it was clear and the bottom was visible. The flowers and plants were of different colors. The beautiful scenery was completely different from the outside.

"I'll just say you." The young man in red showed disapproval on his face, hating iron for nothing, and slapped Zhuang Yuan's dog's head with another slap. What kind of wind and rain? Didn’t you get used to it before? It’s a lot of squeamishness after being transformed. How do you cultivate like this? I told you, you have to have nothing to worry about, just run here and there all day long, pick up trash and make useless things Something. Do you think your cultivation has improved since taking shape?"

I am obviously a human being, how many years have I been a human being! !Zhuang Yuan cried out in his heart, but unfortunately he was too scared to speak out.Because, he is really not a human right now, he is... a demon, a genuine demon.

Speaking of his current status, Zhuang Yuan is full of sad tears, full of grass and mud.