I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Chui Fang stretched his head, expecting that Lord Zhuyou would be furious, and rush out of the door thousands of miles to hunt down the little bad bird, but he didn't expect him to sit inside and work, as if he didn't hear him at all.

He couldn't help repeating it again, and shouted inside: "Old tree demon, that stinky parrot said you are an old tree, and found a sheep to chew on you!"

Lord Zhuyou didn't lift his head: "Understood."

"That's it?" Chui Fang was visibly disappointed, "He slandered your reputation outside, didn't you react?"

Zhu Youjun just raised his eyes: "You don't need to be as knowledgeable as him to say anything good from his beak."

Chu Fang narrowed his eyes: "It's not right."

"You're wrong."

He sneaked into the room in disbelief, "Are you a fake Zhuyoujun? Hey, who dares to pretend to be Zhuyoujun!"

Zhu Youjun raised his head wordlessly: "Noisy."

Chui Fang, however, saw something unusual about him at a glance, a tinge of red appeared from the sleeves of his underworld-style black robe that looked like a nocturnal suit...

Chuifang immediately reported to Sinanxing as if he had discovered a new continent: "Sinanxing! Look quickly! You have a red thread tied on your wrist!"

Lord Zhuyou lowered his eyes, pulled his sleeves, and hid the red thread inside with a stern face.

Si Nanxing looked back curiously: "Red line?"

Li Miao just wandered in from the next door, and immediately took up the conversation with great interest: "What red line?"

Chuifang analyzed it seriously: "The ones tied on the wrist, I look like the red thread in the Yuelao Temple."

"No." Lord Zhuyou denied it categorically, just looking at his expression, he was upright and unafraid, "You are a born sword spirit, when you have dealt with gods, you know why the red line of Yuelao Temple is not red. "

Li Miao also echoed: "It's not that I won't help you anymore, Granny Fang, it's just that you are obviously nonsense. Everyone in the three worlds knows that Yuelao Temple does not accept people from the underworld."

The lamb at the door had moved to Si Nanxing's side at some point, and while timidly pulling his hem, he whispered to him: "I've heard of this too, it seems that Emperor Fengdu held a torch and the old man The red thread of the ancestral temple was burnt to the ground, and Yuelao was tied firmly with a red string, and hung on the beam of Yuelao's ancestral hall."

Si Nanxing: "..."

Zhu Youjun felt that at this time he had to defend his boss: "It's not for nothing."

"Yuelao once wanted to draw a red thread for the emperor on a whim, but ordinary people in the three realms couldn't bear the fate of a half-step saint. The red thread spontaneously ignited without wind, and was completely burned by the ghost fire."

"The emperor came to the door and told him that he was not allowed to make friends with him in the future, otherwise he would set fire to his Yuelao temple."

Most of you present have heard a lot of rumors related to Emperor Fengdu, and it is these rumors that have made Emperor Fengdu's illustrious reputation.

Li Miao couldn't help gossiping and asked: "Then what? Yuelao doesn't believe in evil, so you got him again?"

"He came to Hades, and happily told the emperor that he has a red line set by God." Lord Zhuyou raised his eyes, "The emperor didn't believe it, and thought he was playing tricks, so he beat him up."

"You can't blame him either. Yuelao's gloating expression at that time was really itchy."

He vehemently denied it, "But it was not he who hung Yuelao on the beam, it was Wu Shanjun. Later, she was punished by the emperor to help Yuelao re-tie the red thread together with Qianpujun and Taboo Evil Lord. , supervised by Tianshu Xingjun."

"Thousand Puppet Lords? I don't seem to have heard of this one before." Li Sinanxing, the Ten Lords of the Underworld, has already known more than half of them, and there are a few others who are probably relatively low-key and rarely show up.

Lord Zhuyou explained to him: "Mr. Qianpuppet is good at changing, and often helps the emperor attend... all kinds of banquets that he doesn't want to go to."

"Oh." Si Nanxing understood, "The Emperor's substitute."

Zhu Youjun nodded: "Occasionally, I also act as a blame man."

"As for the Taboo Evil Lord... wherever there is trouble in the underworld, there will be his aftermath."

"It's so pitiful." Si Nanxing couldn't help but look sympathetically, "Why don't I give him a larger portion of his takeaway in the future."

Chu Fang squinted at Mr. Zhuyou: "Don't change the subject, since you said it's not from Yuelao Temple, what does that red line on your wrist mean? You can't tell me it's for looks, right?"

Zhu Youjun was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head calmly: "Dispel evil spirits."

Si Nanxing: "..."

Chu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth: "...you, an old tree demon full of evil spirits, don't you think it's outrageous to say such a thing?"

Zhu Youjun looked calmly: "I don't think so."

Looking at the little boy who was about to rub into Si Nanxing's arms, he couldn't help frowning.

Next to Si Nanxing's body, the little boy suddenly raised his head intoxicated and sniffed: "You smell so good."

Si Nanxing replied familiarly: "It's the fragrance of flowers from Lord Zhuyou."

"No, no..." He swallowed with a thud, a pair of pupils suddenly contracted into a "one" shape, he embraced Si Nanxing's hand with both hands, and murmured, "Yes, it's Rouxiang, you It smells delicious..."

Outside the door, Ao Jinyan and Song Ze stepped in noisily, Ao Jinyan looked unhappy and was still finding fault: "I told you that you don't need to talk to those guys! How did you ever see them like this when you were still Jiao... groove!"

When he turned his head and saw the little boy who was holding Si Nanxing's arm and was about to drool, he immediately yelled, "Monster, shut up!"

The majesty of the dragon came roaring, and the little boy was oppressed and immediately transformed into a long-haired sheep with four curved horns on his head. With a "baa", he lowered his body and charged towards Ao Jinyan with his four horns.

Ao Jinyan got furious on the spot: "You really dare to provoke your Grandpa Long with anything!"

He held the horn with one hand and twisted it violently. The four-horned sheep whined, and was thrown to the ground by him, waving its four hooves and bleating.

Ao Jinyan clapped his hands proudly: "Oh, that's all."

Chui Fang was speechless: "It's quite proud to bully a little monster who doesn't know if it is a hundred years old."

Si Nanxing looked blankly at the lamb lying on the ground, then at Ao Jinyan, and started fighting without knowing why.

"That's a ferocious beast! Those who specialize in eating people, like the little boss, take one bite at a time!" Ao Jinyan grinned his teeth angrily, "Can't you even tell the difference between a ferocious beast?"

"I thought this kind of notorious beast had long been extinct, but I didn't expect to see one here, hmph. Being planted under your Grandpa Long's hands is also considered a gift to your patriarch."

Si Nanxing obviously didn't think that the harmless lamb was a ferocious beast, but he still calmly moved away a little.

"Hey." Song Ze sighed, "Do you really think Zhu Youjun can't see his original form?"

Ao Jinyan was stunned: "Then he..."

Songze shook his head, raised his hand and patted him on the head: "Silly prince, take a closer look, this is indeed a ferocious beast, but he has no sin at all, and he has only grown like this for nearly a hundred years, obviously I was always hungry."

Ao Jinyan was stunned, and he said in a low voice: "But, but he just hugged the little boss's hand, and his saliva was about to fall off. I thought he was going to eat..."

"Because I'm hungry." The lamb collapsed on the ground in grievance, and couldn't help crying, "Brother smells so good, can't I just smell it?"

"Woo - I have never eaten people! When I was born, the Three Realms were not allowed to eat people! I just gnawed some bark and ate some grass. If I was lucky, I could catch mice and wild birds. Huh, huh, why? Hit me!"

Ao Jin said: "..."

It's a bit pitiful for a ferocious beast like him to be like a stray cat.

Songze shook his head: "Look, now you know why your Dragon Clan has made so many enemies in the Three Realms?"

"What do you call our dragon clan?" Ao Jin said unconvinced, "You are also a dragon now!"

Song Ze smiled noncommittally.

Si Nanxing looked back at Mr. Zhuyou, who nodded to him: "Basically harmless."

"This is a ferocious beast." Li Miao looked at him probingly, "I think I can beat it."

"That's because he's hungry." Chui Fang squinted at him, "Try it with him when he's full. Be careful that his four corners will directly pierce your lungs."

Li Miao rubbed her stomach while clicking her tongue: "I only have one lung, don't I need four corners?"

"Are you okay?" Si Nanxing squatted in front of him, like a child being coaxed, he began to cry even more exaggeratedly, and tried to put his head into Si Nanxing's arms while crying.

Si Nanxing supported his huge horns that seemed to be able to connect at least five people, leaned dangerously sideways in the gap between the four horns, and reached out to touch his sheep's head.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" turned into a comfortable hum.

Si Nanxing smiled: "We don't know you are a good monster, don't be angry, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Really?" The lamb rubbed against him, smelling the fragrance of his body intoxicatedly, and his stomach rumbled.

"Really." Si Nanxing comforted him and stood up, the lamb rubbed him coquettishly, and followed him to the kitchen door with a "da da da".

"Have you started cooking?" Ao Jinyan's eyes lit up, "Then I'll go back to Xihai first, and see if I can stick my head out! Songze, you are here to respond!"

Today, Si Nanxing accepted Ao Jinyan's commission to prepare a dinner for the dragons far away in the West Sea. For details on how to deliver the meal, please refer to Mr. Du'er's work model.

Chui Fang looked at Mr. Zhuyou in disbelief: "Are you bewitched? Why don't you beat him like this?"

Zhu Youjun's eyes were complicated: "I'm thinking."

"How many monsters like this have he provoked in his many lifetimes of good fortune?"

Li Miao smacked her lips: "Maybe there is an army."

Chuifang sniffed and bumped Li Miao: "Hey, fox, do you smell sour?"

Li Miao sniffed hard, shook her head suspiciously, and looked at Zhu Youjun in disbelief: "It seems that there is not?"

Chu Fang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I'm different from them." Zhu Youjun touched the red line on his wrist calmly, lowered his eyes, passed them, and followed Si Nanxing into the kitchen.

The author has something to say: Hello everyone!Mr. Rabbit, a little painter, is here to draw you what a four-horned lamb looks like:)(

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finished drawing

感谢在2021-02-1723:49:19~2021-02-1820:53:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 461326181;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Yunlian; 5 bottles of Liluo and Yiyuandanhanhan; 2 bottles of glutinous rice dumplings and 蕥; 1 bottle of Chenyan and Jiumucheng; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!