magic barrier

The darkness gradually filled the sky, countless stars pierced through the night, and the moisture of the night soaked in the air, spreading out a sentimental atmosphere.

"Hey, it's really sad. As a demon, living in this not-so-good world, the most important thing is to live chicly, openly, and happily. But if a demon really wants to do this , that is indeed not easy..."

"Don't just move your mouth and don't move your hands, hurry up and work!" Di Xiaohua raised the rusty shovel in her hand, aggressively.

"Hey, hey." Zhao Ergou, the literary devil, nodded and bowed quickly, readjusted the PH2.5 activated carbon mask like a gas mask, and digged the soil a few times symbolically. After a while, he couldn't help complaining, " Sister Xiaohua, where is this shitty place? There isn’t even a basic street light nearby, so I can’t sit down if I want to rest for a while… By the way, why are we shoveling shit here?”

In the end, whose eagle defecates everywhere, is there no devil to domesticate=teach it? Cats and dogs in the world are not like this.

Moreover, it has pulled so much, it is simply an enmity with this land.

Di Xiaohua also put on a mask to cover her somewhat guilty expression, "Hey, the reason for the temporary overtime work is a long story, I'll tell you after I finish shoveling."

Why did Xiao Yueyue keep that kind of low-level stinky thing?

"I buried a city, turned off all the lights, and stared at the silence of the night under the quiet and peaceful moonlight..." Little Literary Demon raised his head while shoveling, and the original beautiful aria suddenly distorted, "Since I didn't bring a flashlight , let’s order some curd.”

Better than no light at all.

Speaking of tonight, the coffee shop was booked out again by the gang of ghosts from the underworld. Boss Bai was temporarily away due to business, and he had already sold himself to the devil world forever. Demon, most of the labor force was cut off at once.

Wait, three?

"One, two." Zhao Ergou glanced around with the candle fixed by magic on his head, his counting fingers froze in mid-air, "Sister Hua, I don't seem to have seen Xiao Wang."

"Little Wang? That's right, he's here too." Di Xiaohua suddenly remembered that they had three demons in total, "The brat was slacking off under my nose, where did he go? Hurry up and get to work." If you don’t shovel cleanly tonight, you will continue to shovel tomorrow night, and the boss said that wages will be deducted for those who don’t work hard!”

The last sentence is full of infinite resentment, and he still can't let go of losing a month's salary because of the magic eagle shit.

Hey, this year's year-end evaluation must be out of the question. She originally wanted to be the lobby manager of the Demon Realm, on an equal footing with Caiyue, the deputy store manager.

A piece of flat land not far away suddenly collapsed, and the dry clods of rocks and soil kept sliding down. In a few seconds, a black head popped out from the bottom, and carefully poked it out. With an incomplete mask hanging, "Sister Hua, Sister Hua, I'm here."

Trying to hold on to the glasses with the help of a little firelight, it was still just a blurry shadow, Di Xiaohua asked in a daze, "Xiao Wang, what are you doing underground?"

"Dig shit, didn't the three of us be specially sent by Boss Bai to do environmental sanitation? Although I don't quite understand what this place has to do with our store... Cough cough, in fact, the bottom is better than the top, but the air is a little dry "Xiao Wang spat out a mouthful of soil, shook the ash on his head, lowered his voice and said with a little embarrassment, "Brother Moon didn't come out tonight, it's too dark up there, I'm a little scared."

"What? You are a demon born in the dark, so you are afraid of the dark?" Zhao Ergou couldn't believe that he and himself were of the same species. "Isn't it dark down here? The soil is so fishy."

True Demon Warrior!

"It's okay, I have a rhinitis recently, and I can't smell it."

"You are enough! Work." Zhao Ergou couldn't bear to look directly at him, and silently turned his head and sighed.

How could the Demon Realm come out with such a product, afraid of black kidney deficiency for many years and rhinitis...

"Oh." He turned his head and burrowed back, still feeling safer in the soil.

Di Xiaohua leaned on a shovel, and fiddled with a few stones near the pit where Xiao Wang haunted, wondering, "I don't know what happened here thousands of years ago, why the geology has become so bad, the wasteland of our demon world It's a hundred times stronger than that."

At least some weeds and flowers can grow in the wasteland.

It's really hard for Bao Yu to keep it for so many years, this silly boy must have suffered a lot, ahem, and smelled it too.

She is an authentic earth demon, but she can't see through this land with her magic eyes, and she doesn't want to get close to any soil here, and the earth magic that has been specialized in for many years is completely ineffective like a stone sinking into the sea.

If you want to clear the magic eagle shit, you can only use your hands to shovel it, but the low-level monsters are compatible with the earth, and even germinate?

Very weird.

She reasoned that someone must have done something to the land to cause this.

What Meng Feibai thought was the same as that of Di Xiaohua, he leaned on the back of the soft sofa and lit a cigarette for himself, took two puffs before saying in the mist, "Bao Yu, it's still about that piece of land. Tell me everything that comes to mind.”

Because it was the first time to come, Bao Yu, who was staring intently at Meng Feibai's study at this time, could barely regain his senses.

He moved his nose and couldn't help sniffing some sweet smoke. When he heard his baby, his eyes were wet like a puppy, "Boss, it's been too long, I remember a thousand years ago One day, there was a white light on the ground, which was very dazzling, and then another... what was it? Well, I forgot."

Anyway, the geology has become terrible since then. Bao Yu is very difficult to recall, but he still can't think of any specific content.

"You forgot?" Meng Feibai thought for a while before standing up. It should be that Bao Yu's strength has been weakening year by year, which has caused his memory to gradually deteriorate.

The land carries all things, and it gives birth to all things, and grows five grains to nourish the people.

Although the god of the land is small, the responsibility is not small. Without offerings and sacrifices, it is difficult to generate the power of protection. Bao Yu insisted on guarding the land alone for thousands of years. Okay, if things go on like this, in the end, they will only be scattered here.

Wouldn't the deed of sale be for nothing?

Meng Feibai frowned, biting the cigarette suddenly and exerting force in the air, as if a pair of invisible hands followed his movements and effortlessly pulled Bao Yu to the side, and then his five fingers nimbly quickly formed a magic seal on his chest, "Yin-Mao-Si-You-Xu-Hai-"

At the same time, I did not forget to remind the land lord who started to wander around the world again, "I want to enter your dream, close your eyes, and if you dare to resist, all your salary for this year will be deducted."

Bao Yu's situation is quite special, his physical foundation is too poor, and he can easily be overwhelmed by the magic pressure if he doesn't cooperate.

Meng Feibai can only suppress his own strength step by step and let nature take its course.

The low and mellow voice seemed a little cold, but at this time the orange light covering the feathers was full of warmth, it felt like the skin being brushed by the warm sun, and every inch of the pores were stretched out .

Never deduct wages again, I want seeds!I want seeds!

Bao Yu, who didn't know how much magic eagle shit he had buried in his oolong, subconsciously closed his eyes. His body seemed to become much lighter in an instant. As his feet left the ground, he slowly rose, and finally floated in the study like weightless Floating back and forth, from time to time, I would touch Meng Feibai's bookshelves and leather sofas.

Gradually, he stopped at a certain point, sniffing the sweet smell in his nose and fell into a deep sleep, his breathing became slow and long.

At the same time, Meng Feibai, who just took his last puff of cigarette, has successfully entered the deepest part of Bao Yu's dream sea, where all important dreams gather.

Here are dreams that you remember every day, and dreams that have been forgotten for a long time.

He opened his sharp eyes, and what caught his eyes was a piece of emerald green that did not distinguish between the sea and the sky, like a peacock gem he had collected, crystal clear and spotless.

Dreams are born from the heart, and they go back and forth a thousand times. Dreams and hearts are always closely connected, and the colors are also the same.

The pure and peaceful blue color represents that even in his dream, Bao Yu hopes that the seeds he planted will take root and germinate soon, and grow into a towering tree, so that the dry and monotonous land can have a different color.

Meng Feibai kept approaching the beach, took off his black leather shoes and socks, and stepped on the smooth spun gauze that was as hot as the sun with his bare feet, until he stepped into the sparkling sea to feel a bit of refreshing, just right comfort.

He then let himself be completely immersed in the sea, opened his eyes and looked down, the emerald green water completely moistened his black hair and handsome eyebrows.

For a while, my chest was full, and even the hunger that had been with me for a long time was temporarily laid off.

Meng Feibai blinked happily, and began to check the first dream that floated in front of him, the sphere was pitch black and opaque, unexpectedly it was a nightmare.

In the middle of the night, after the rumbling thunder, the raindrops kept falling like beads with broken strings. Bao Yu, wearing a yellow cloth robe that was obviously much bigger, stumbled and ran in the woods, holding a tree from time to time. Pause for a moment, breathing desperately by gulping.

"I still don't want to believe it, wasn't it fine yesterday?" He wiped off the wetness on his face indiscriminately, and smiled sadly, "Hehe, why didn't you tell me when you left, why didn't you want to come here all of a sudden? Yes Because I'm too small to stay, not worth thinking about, there are treasures in the sky, but there is nothing in our poor mountain valley? Wuwuwu... I can work hard to practice treasure hunting, I can work hard..."

An old man with gray temples emerged from the soil at this moment, holding an orange oil-paper umbrella in his hand, carefully covering Bao Yu's head, wearing a cloth robe that was exactly the same as Bao Yu's. Caressing him, "Xiao Yu, that one did it out of necessity, who would dare to disobey the decree of the Heavenly Emperor... Don't blame him, this earth will soon be unable to accommodate us, you should prepare quickly and leave with us." go."

"No, I won't go!" Bao Yu raised his head, his moist eyes were burning, "Although I don't understand what's going on, this is the place we've always guarded, and it's our home! Why do we have to leave home? Even if You are all gone and I will not go...I want to stay."

Stay and wait.

When Meng Feibai saw this, he waved his hand to cut off the connection with Meng, and hooked his fingers to attract the next dream ball. It was round and crystal clear and glowed with pure water blue, which showed that this was one of the most cherished dreams of the dream owner.

In this dream, Bao Yu looked like a small bean, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, at most seven or eight years old. He was still wearing a yellow cloth robe with a messy belt, and several large ingots were embroidered with gold thread on one corner of the robe. A pair of tiger-toed short boots, jumping and jumping when walking.

It's like a little fortune boy.

"Mountain God, wow, are you really a mountain god?"

He thought that this poor place had long been forgotten by the heavens, but he didn't expect that there was a god willing to stay here forever.

Thinking about it, I was a little excited.

The faint voice that answered him seemed to come with the wind, "Yes, from now on, I am the god who protects this mountain."

Following the line of sight of the miniature version of Bao Yu, there is a solid and stiff figure, tall but not rough, with a clean white robe and clear outlines. At this time, he is buried in writing something in front of the temporary table set up under the tree , Occasionally, Bao Yu would return to his small mouth non-stop to say a few words, although his tone was cold and there was no impatience.

"Hahahaha, I am also a land with mountain gods to serve, and I suddenly feel that I am so powerful, Erya and the others must be very envious! By the way, since you are a god who descended from the sky, you must have been sent by the emperor of heaven, right? What does His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven look like, tell me." I have been curious for many years.

It's not good if the god position is too low. I have never seen myself lead.

The hand holding the pen paused, "Heavenly Emperor, it's nothing special."

"How could that be, that's His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!" Although he had never seen it before, it did not prevent Bao Yusheng, who grew up listening to the rumors of the Emperor of Heaven, to be full of admiration. He said understandingly, "Actually, you haven't seen it either, have you? Haha , Heavenly Emperor is so busy every day, how can he have time to see us little gods."

"Actually, he's very idle." A certain put down the brush and whispered while grinding the ink, "The official documents are all reviewed by his subordinates."

"Huh? Really, who is the busiest person in the God Realm?"

"..." It was originally me, but he couldn't say, he pretended to clear his throat, "It should be Yuelao."

"The god who holds the red line for the world? I've heard of it! It turns out that he is the busiest god in the God Realm." Bao Yu felt that it was a bit different from what he imagined. God of War?"

"There is no God of War, but there are a few aggressive beasts."

"Are beasts also gods?"

"It's a divine beast."

"What kind of god is the beast?"

"Yes...you go and bring me the tea I just brewed."

"Ah? Oh." Bao Yu fled away with his sleeves flung, and after a while he ran back with a sad face, "I, I didn't pay attention to my feet halfway, and accidentally broke the teapot, oh, mountain god, don't be angry, I will Go get a new one."

"No, I'll just go."

"No, wow, I have to serve you well! Zhu Gong said that only when the mountain god is happy can I become a qualified good land!"

"You will be good land."

"really?"

"Ah."

The figure under the tree gradually walked in front of Bao Yu, he suddenly squatted down and touched his round head, the angular face did not have much expression, but it made Meng Feibai, who was deep in the dream, startled, Did not keep up with the pace of his departure with Bao Yu.

Is it him?

Meng Feibai grabbed the pure blue dream ball with one hand and temporarily placed it in his body, and started to seal again.

The rewards of this trip are not small.

small theater--

Bao Yu looked at it curiously: Boss, what is this ball in your hand?

Meng Feibai: Your dream is salty.

Bao Yu=口=: NO, have you already eaten?Boss, what do you know?

Meng Feibai: I know everything.

Bao Yu: I used to read the masterpiece of the third son all night...?

Meng Feibai=mouth=: No, I only know this now.