My golden finger is not right

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Still the familiar dog hole, still the familiar night, I returned to the night I was taken away.

I feel more and more that Lai Hao is blessed by God, because I have always felt that being able to manipulate time and space at the same time is something only God can do.I think the treasure obtained under the cliff mentioned by Lai Hao is probably related to this.At that time, I was trapped ten years later, and it was the young monk Qingxing who told me the way to go back, or Lai Hao told me through its mouth.

Before leaving, I asked Lai Hao if he knew where Yamashita went in the end. He only said that the monster trapped in the barrier chose the same path as my grandfather.

Just like my grandfather...

Birth, old age, sickness and death, or marriage and childbirth?Or is it both?

For the warlock family, inheritance is always the first priority, especially in the case of only one heir in recent generations, not getting married means that the whole family will come to an end.My grandfather had to marry a wife and have children, just like my future.So he couldn't be with Yamashita, never could.

Faced with such Yan Ye Madano, how desperate Yamashita must be.After waiting for hundreds of years, a completely changed Nadeshiko came back, who could no longer love him.

I didn't ask any further questions, I just felt that the answer would not be as people wished, and besides Yan Ye Madara was dead, no matter how many stories he had, they should be covered up by time along with him.

It's just that everyone is good at talking about the afterlife. If this life is like this, what will happen in the next life.

Unfortunately, he and Yamashita will never have an afterlife.

The art of reincarnation is the last line of defense to prevent faults in the family's talents.In the era of the decline of sorcerers, it was also because of this secret technique that most of the classics and spells of the Yanye family were not lost.

But as a price, those who accept reincarnation will never return.

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Hua Piao's body has gradually improved, but her hair still hasn't grown back.But both Miss Keiko and I know that this is already the best result.

As for Hua Piao, as long as he can find Miss Keiko and stay by her side, that is already the best result.

I used to wonder why even during the period when his physical condition was the most serious, his answer to me was still "no regrets, no going back."

But now I can understand a little bit, probably because Miss Keiko is special to him.

Just like the young monk of Qingxing is special to Lai Hao.

The closest and most intimate relationship between monsters is nothing more than being able to stay together.

until it's time for them to leave.

It's a pity that although Hua Piao is very special to Miss Keiko, she is not the most special one.

Because what she cares about is a person who will never come back.

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After going down the mountain that time, I haven't seen the guardian mountain god for a long time.He seems to be busy with something recently, and he rarely saw a few typos in the letter he wrote to me, and his handwriting became scribbled. It seems that he is really busy and has no time.But he still sends me little things as presents from time to time.For example, it is a stone that can emit smoke when touched three times, a leaf that can be put on the forehead to sleep, and the soul can go out of the body, and rice balls that can have see-through eyes within 1 minute after eating...

But because the function is a bit weird, I haven't used them so far, but I just found a cardboard box for these things and hoarded them.Of course, based on the principle of reciprocity, I will also help him bring his favorite glass beads as gifts.

...Okay...Actually, if he didn't say it, I wouldn't have planned to send this at all...

The main reason is that a new toy store recently opened near the school, which has a full set of 360 five-color gradient colorful glass balls.Although he can't get down the mountain, he has better information than me.On the first day that store opened, he had already begun to obliquely mention in his letters that his home was short of some circular decorations of different colors recently.

Later, he probably realized that I was not interested in these gifts, so he did not send me these "specialties" from the mountains, but instead sent me some biographies.

Most of the authors of these biographies are powerful monsters, probably because of the pain of being idle after reaching the pinnacle of life. They have learned some human methods to relieve loneliness, and writing their own biographies is one of them.This method was once all the rage. After many big monsters finished writing their biographies, they would send their younger brothers who were not restricted by the barrier to bring their manuscripts down the mountain to find someone to print them.

According to Shanshen’s description, it was actually quite an interesting scene—a few young men with strange appearances got together and surrounded all the nearby bookstores, forcing others to make copies for them if they didn’t have money, and if they didn’t do it, they just threw gold at them .

Yes, it's not the kind of smashing people who show off their wealth, but the kind of smashing people who will kill you with my weapon if you don't obey me.

In the end, they worked hard and exhausted their "weapons" before they managed to get the printed version of the manuscript for their boss.

Originally, these things were only circulated internally, and the main function was to let the little monsters under him know how awesome their king was.But after all, everyone has something like curiosity, let alone a monster on a mountain, who looks down every day and doesn't see him when he looks up. I'm sure I've been involved more or less in the things you've experienced, that's Not sure how you would describe my kick now.

Furthermore, there are comparisons between the little demons. You say your king is great, and I say my king is great. In the end, each of them opened their biographies, and it turned out that the same thing was described in two completely different ways.

So in the end, in order to prevent the other party from deliberately belittling themselves in order to improve their reputation among the little demons, sending biographies to each other became another principle that everyone agreed to at that time.

Of course, not everyone recorded it honestly and truthfully. For example, the "Jingqiu Biography" strongly recommended by the mountain god was written by a fox demon named Jingqiu hundreds of years ago.The reason why it is strongly recommended is because this is the worst and most outrageously written story among all the biographies collected by the mountain gods.

First of all, Jingqiu Qiyao can only be regarded as a little monster who can barely protect itself. Given its status, it has no capital to write its own biography.But it was still written, and it wrote more than 50 pages of eloquence, but the content was all about bragging about itself.

He talked a lot about how he was favored by the heavens, how many big monsters he was close friends with (?), and knew how many secrets they had, but the so-called secrets were generally rumors and random guesses.

In fact, this biography only has an original manuscript, which was originally just a leisurely and obscene pastime for it to dig out of its own business, but somehow it ended up in the hands of the mountain god.

The mountain god sent it as a gift in the letter, originally to make me smile, and also for entertainment.Unexpectedly, after turning a few pages, I actually saw the description about Qingchi inside, and the description in this paragraph is quite formal and rigorous, using a style completely different from its context.

In fact, these two people really have no intersection. It only mentioned Qingchi a little bit, and the focus was mainly on a monk with a red mole between his eyebrows.

And that monk, his name is Abuna.

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Jingqiu met them in a very unexpected state, or it can't be said that he met them, he should have followed them.

At that time, it was squatting on a high place in a narrow mouth, preparing to take advantage of its geographical location to sneak attack one or two monsters whose strength was not much different from its own.At that time, Jingqiu was no different from other monsters, eager for power and unscrupulous, and it was impossible to see that it would be a shameless person in the later stage.

However, its luck was not very good that day, and it squatted for a whole day without seeing a shadow of a monster.Seeing that the sky was getting dark, it didn't dare to stay any longer. After all, in Nobiro, the danger and unknowability at night were far better than in daytime.Just when it was discouraged and about to leave, it suddenly saw a shiny thing moving towards it.

...Ah...it turned out to be a bald head...

Ehhhhh? !It's the smell of humans!

Jingqiu quickly lowered his body and waited seriously.It is not a fool, the human beings who can get on the monster mountain of Nobiro at this point can never be ordinary people!

It already had the answer in its heart, the person who came must be a warlock, but it didn't know what purpose he had for going up the mountain this time.

When the other party got closer, it realized that the bald head was still holding a rotting cat with an iron chain behind it.But the strange thing is that even though he was treated in this way by the other party, the rotting cat didn't show any hatred or murderous intent, but seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

It became more and more strange, so it moved its mind and followed them.Unexpectedly, the more you follow, the more doubts you have in your heart.

Apart from locking it with an iron chain, Gain's bald head not only didn't treat it badly, it could be described as preferential treatment.Feeding water, food, and fruit with your own hands is fine, and when you are resting, you even tacitly allow the other party to lie on his lap to sleep.From this point of view, it really doesn't look like the way a human being gets along with a monster.

Besides, looking at the bald-headed look on that rotten face, it was so docile that it couldn't be more docile, his face was full of dependence and intimacy.Although the bald head always had a cold face, when he looked at the other party, his eyebrows and eyes were soft.

Jingqiu's mood at that time can probably be summed up in one sentence: day, dog.

At that time, Jingqiu was not the only monster that was eyeing the two of them. There were many monsters with mid-to-high strength and aptitude, but all those who made a move were dealt with first by that rot.

There was a rex raccoon who was going to the rot and planned to show his brotherhood to save it from the fire and water. After being defeated by it, he was so angry that he ignored the wound on his body and rushed over again, yelling "I'm helping you!" .

Of course, the ending was crushed by the opponent.

For Rex's "help theory", Putao obviously couldn't accept it at all, so he left behind the bald head with a sentence of "I am voluntary."

The seriously injured rex raccoon was left in this dangerous forest.

In the end, Jingqiu really couldn't see it, and took the Rex to a safe place before the other monsters who were also spying secretly made their move.

After being rescued by it, the rex raccoon could not repay him, so he became a brother with it.This Rextian's capital is extraordinary, and after this incident, his greenness faded, and his path of cultivation became smoother, and he became a famous monster in a few hundred years.

Yes, one person attains the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven.

This is the fundamental reason why Jingqiu has the courage to write his autobiography with the strength of a little demon.And from this part onwards, its tone is so cool that it doesn't need it.If the previous part was just a little bragging about myself, then the latter part was simply bragging so that I was about to fly.

This rex raccoon has to pamper it so much that it can let its cowhide blow to the sky without piercing it.