I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Ever since the Taboo Evil Lord came that day, Lord Zhuyou has always planned to set up an enchantment here at Sinanxing.Even if you can't guard against a demon with magical powers like the evil king, you can still guard against monsters with evil intentions.

But Mr. Zhuyou doesn't seem to be good at this. In his own words, apart from fighting, he is not particularly good at anything.

Si Nanxing woke up as usual, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a spider web in the corner of the window sill, with a small black spider lying on it. For a moment, he thought he was back when he was a child, and there was always an annoying ghost following him outside the window. He, but as long as the cobwebs in the corner are still hanging there, he feels inexplicably at ease.

Si Nanxing blinked slowly, the spider web was still there, and so was the little spider nestling on it.

Si Nanxing hesitated and said, "Is that you? Spider Spider."

He was sensible when he was a child, and somehow understood that he couldn't tell his parents when he saw such a strange thing. Instead, he often talked to the spider in the corner and gave him a name.

In fact, he didn't expect a response, but the spider above his head spoke slowly, and the thin male voice was barely audible: "Why do you like talking to spiders when you are so old?"

Si Nanxing's eyes widened, he got up and wanted to get a closer look at the spider.

The spider on the spider web had eight legs and backed away quickly, and the tone was regretful: "Don't, don't! Don't come here! Stay away from me!"

Si Nanxing just stood there and looked at him eagerly: "Is it really you? You are also a monster? Why didn't you talk to me when you were young?"

"I'm afraid you have too many questions, so I won't talk to you..." The little spider's voice was lower, moving his body to the side, and hid behind the curtain, "Don't look, I've been bullied by others." Trust me, I’m just here to help you set up an enchantment.”

Si Nanxing's childhood filter was launched, and when he saw this dark little spider, he thought he was extremely cute, so he squatted on the bedside and asked him, "Who entrusted you?"

"Do you have something to eat? Can you transform into a human form? I will make flower cakes in two days, can you eat them?"

Before the little spider had time to speak, there was a sudden crashing sound outside the door. Si Nanxing turned his head, hesitantly watching his door make a "bang dong" sound.

"Who's out there?"

"I don't know." The little spider replied slowly, "I can only create a barrier, but I can't know who the people outside are. If you want to know, you have to go and see for yourself."

Si Nanxing was about to speak when the window suddenly rang. Mr. Zhuyou frowned and floated outside the window, facing his boss Nanxing's gaze, he pointed to the window helplessly.

The little spider hid in a little panic: "He, why doesn't he go through the door! You can just open it for him. After setting up the barrier, unless you open the door yourself, outsiders cannot open it from the outside."

He thought for a while, and felt that what he said seemed a bit arrogant, and added, "Usually, usually it is like this."

Si Nanxing opened the window, and Mr. Zhuyou nodded slightly satisfied: "I can't get in without spending a lot of effort, so that's fine, but..."

He glanced at Si Nanxing with a half-smile, "I won't be able to open your window in the future, but it will make it easier for someone to stay in bed."

"Look at what you said." Si Nanxing smiled sheepishly, "I usually don't stay in bed, it's rare."

The little spider shrank into the corner, trying to suppress his sense of existence, but Zhu Youjun didn't hear his heart at all, and said calmly: "A Luo."

The little spider had no choice but to stick out his head reluctantly: "I, I am here."

"Well done." Mr. Zhuyou nodded slowly at him, and then said to Si Nanxing, "You told me that you met a spider when you were a child, and the web he wove could prevent ghosts from entering the house, so I guessed He is a spider spirit who can create barriers."

"It just so happened that we needed a barrier, so I asked someone to do a divination and found him."

A Luo lay on the spider web and didn't dare to move. He didn't dare to say that when the famous Lord Zhuyou found him, he thought his life was at an end, and he was almost scared into cardiac arrest on the spot.

Yes, even though he is a spider, he also has a heart. Although it is just a simple and simple blood vessel that can beat, it is also a heart.

Ah Luo hid her eight legs a little bit, hoping that the two of them could chat by themselves and leave him alone.

But things didn't go as expected, Si Nanxing came over curiously: "It's a shame you found him, who did you ask for divination?"

"Heavenly question." Zhu Youjun said calmly, "He has caused us a lot of trouble, and when I can trouble him, I will naturally not be polite."

He looked at A Luo, "Although his personality is a bit troublesome, the hexagrams are fairly accurate."

A Luo was uncomfortable being watched by Si Nanxing, and her eight legs couldn't help shaking one by one, trying to divert his attention in a low voice: "The door is still ringing, why don't you go and have a look?"

Si Nanxing looked at Mr. Zhuyou, who nodded slightly: "I didn't notice any malice when I came here, so open the door carefully."

He fell in through the window and stood at the door, ready to open it.

But suddenly he heard the stumbling sound again, as if he was going to the distance, Sinanxing froze the door, and suddenly there was a panicked cry from below: "Sinanxing! Damn it! What is this! Sinanxing! "

Si Nanxing was a little taken aback. It was the first time he heard Chui Fang calling his full name so hoarsely, and he quickly opened the door. There was nothing in the corridor, only Chui Fang's shout came from downstairs.

Si Nanxing quickly poked his head out from upstairs: "Xiaofang? What's wrong!"

Hang Fang directly soared into the sky, lying on the ceiling in a strange posture, followed by a golden light behind him, and pressed him to the ceiling with a "boom".

Si Nanxing opened his mouth in astonishment: "I've heard of bed thumps and wall thumps, but this is the first time I've seen ceiling thumps."

"Don't watch the excitement! Pull her away!" Chui Fang blushed, pushing the powder-carved and jade-carved face on his body, which still showed nobility even after being pushed out of shape.

It was a little girl who was about the same age as Chui Fang, with a haughty look on her face, golden light bursting from her body, she raised her head and said, "Didn't you say you were going to fight me earlier! Draw your sword!"

Si Nanxing came to his senses a little bit, and turned his head to look at Zhu Youjun in confusion: "This, this can't be that..."

Zhu Youjun was silent for a while, then nodded slowly: "It's the Son of Heaven Sword."

Chui Fang grinned his teeth in anger: "I won't fight with you! I won't fight with the little girl!"

Tian Zijian was furious, and the sharp sword energy pierced people's eyes: "Do you look down on the little girl! Today I will let you know how powerful the little girl is!"

"Who looks down on little girls!" Chui Fang was also annoyed, "Who doesn't know that you little girls are fighting like crazy! I just promised Meng Xizhou not to make movies with girls, if I break my promise, I will become a little girl overnight! "

Si Nanxing was amused: "From what you say, it should be because you beat little girls a lot before."

"This... little girl, stop first."

Tian Zijian glanced back at him, withdrew his hands, and also restrained the arrogance on his face, slowly fell in front of him, and bowed to him with fists in his hands: "Benefactor."

Finally, Chui Fang breathed a sigh of relief, floated to Si Nanxing's side, and muttered: "I didn't beat little girls all the time before, I'm already a hundred-year-old cultivator, how can I still be called a little girl."

Si Nanxing squinted at him, and he rubbed his nose, "It's their fault, they keep pinching my face and trying to trick me into wearing skirts, do I look stupid!"

"Anyway, after I promised Meng Xizhou, I never fought with the little girl again."

"No wonder." Zhu Youjun turned his head slightly to look at him, "Last time you were facing a mortal, but you acted like you had nothing to do with her."

With a stinky face, he took it as an admission for the time being. He glanced at Tianzijian with lingering fear: "Why did he suddenly change shape? Couldn't Niubi send her here on purpose to rub your merits? It's too wicked!"

"Isn't this the sword of the Emperor of Heaven? It's not easy for her to take shape with so much merit from the Emperor of Heaven. She has to rub against you."

Tian Zijian pursed his lips, his expression was aggrieved, but he still said fiercely: "The Emperor of Heaven acts with his own judgment, why should he report to you!"

Si Nanxing thought about it, and still called Xuan'an Guan Shaoguan's advocate Xuan Ding.

Henry Zhang quickly connected: "Hello, little boss! What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Si Nanxing glanced at the little girl standing in front of him with her head bowed: "I don't have your uncle's cell phone number, please inform him for me that his sword is alive."

"Huh?" Henry Zhang on the other end of the phone didn't react all of a sudden, "What is alive? Wait, is it... transformed, transformed?"

"No way! This, this is impossible!"

Si Nanxing blinked in confusion: "Why is this impossible? After all, it is the sword of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Hey, this..." Henry Zhang seemed to be on the street, and there were driving horns around him, he lowered his voice, "Well, I told you on the street that this kind of topic is easy to be regarded as crazy, I will inform you Uncle, come with him."

Si Nanxing hung up the phone and looked at the little girl who had transformed into Tianzijian. She looked like him, and Tianzijian also looked a little like Tianwen, and a little...

Chui Fang followed him to watch, and couldn't help but said, "Do you think this little girl looks like the daughter of you and Tian Wen?"

The next second, a branch stretched out from behind him, and he was whipped outside the house with a "crack".

"Hey!" Chui Fang exclaimed and cursed, "Your uncle's old tree demon!"

Si Nanxing rubbed his temples helplessly, and looked at Tianzijian: "Would you go down and wait for us first? After a while, the Taoist priests of Xuan'an Temple you are familiar with will come."

Tianzijian nodded slightly, looked solemnly at the stairs in front of him, then stretched out his feet cautiously, then his knees softened, and Gululu rolled down the stairs.

"Ah!" Si Nanxing didn't have time to pull her. Fortunately, Zhu Youjun's wooden branch moved quickly, wrapping around the waist of Tianzijian, and lifted her up.

Tian Zijian lowered his head, his eyes were red.

Si Nanxing asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did you hurt from the fall?"

"Swords and swords are hard bones." Zhu Youjun glanced at her, "Unless the sword body is broken, she will not feel pain."

Si Nanxing was a little confused: "Then this is..."

Tian Zijian's eyes were red: "I, I think that stupid sword spirit can walk, and I will too!"

Si Nanxing: "..."

Then he knew what was going on with the knocking sound at the door just now, it was her stumbling in the corridor learning to walk.

He tried to comfort her, "It's okay, you can still float."

Tianzijian clenched his fists tightly, with a look of refusal to admit defeat: "I will definitely do it!"

His temper is quite stubborn.

The author has something to say: a small boss can definitely make a fortune if he changes his job as a childcare worker.