Demon

Yu Ya pulled Cen Guan's hand, most of his anger subsided unknowingly, and he hummed coquettishly: "If you don't bite, I'll just lick it."

The ruddy tip of his tongue licked his wrist, causing a tingling numbness. Cen Guan's fingers convulsed, but he held back and did not move.

"Aren't you angry?" Cen Guan asked.

"Who is angry!" Yu Ya's mouth was stubborn, and at the same time he wondered why he was angry.

Ever since he lost his temper, when he looked at Cen Guan, his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes. Every word he said sounded like sarcasm, and he had to get angry, but he forgot the original reason.

Yu Ya went back for a long time, and finally remembered that the smelly Taoist threw him off his back.

But even though he was a little bit unhappy at the time, he wouldn't be so small-minded, but Cen Guan seemed extremely ruthless and indifferent at the time, dragging him around on the ground like a joke. It was anger at Cenguan's contempt for him, and the second was anger at his weak status quo. All the suppressed things broke out at the same time. The more he resisted, the more he felt his own powerlessness, and the angrier he became.

Thinking of this, Yu Ya ground his teeth on Cen Guan's wrist, and said vaguely, "When will I recover my demon power..."

Cen Guan's eyes sank, that day was not far away, when he returned to Xuxuan Mountain and returned to the Wuyi Pagoda, his demon power would recover on its own, even if not [-]%, but also [-]% or [-]%.

Where evil spirits are suppressed, resentment is rampant, and he will not be able to use the power of the monster if he does not want to, otherwise he will be out of his wits.

At this time, Lan Er suddenly cried out in horror from the next room: "Grandpa!"

Cen Guan's complexion changed, and he rushed over to open the door, only to see the old man on the bed with a pale face, the quilt on his chest was stained with blood from his cough, blood was still oozing out from the corner of his mouth, he was exhaling more air than inhaling.

Cen Guan grabbed Yu Ya's wrist and said to Lan'er, "Is there a doctor around here?"

Lan'er cried: "There is a plum doctor in the neighboring village, but he..."

Cen Guan interrupted her, learned about the doctor's residence, comforted Lan Er, and immediately pulled Yu Ya to the neighboring village.

When he was about to go out, Yu Ya glimpsed from the corner of his eye the old man on the bed raised his trembling hand and touched the little girl's face, as if he wanted to comfort her, don't be too sad.

Cen Guan hurried all the way, Yu Ya looked at his hand grabbing his wrist, and asked suddenly: "Why are you grabbing me? I'm worried that I won't be able to control myself to eat that old man when I see blood?"

After saying that, disgust appeared on his face: "The meat is sour and rotten. I don't like it in front of me. Although I can eat people, I don't want to be so hungry."

Cen Guan let go of Yu Ya's wrist silently.

The plum doctor in the neighboring village was very easy to ask, and there was only one doctor in the three or four neighboring villages.

Hearing that Cen Guan was going to invite Mei Langzhong to see a doctor, the people on the side of the road showed a bit complicated expressions.

"Mei Qi is a very strange person. He only visits the doctor seven days a month. It all depends on his happiness. If he doesn't want to, the golden sword will keep him from going out of the house. And I can't help but say any bad things. I can't listen to it." If you ask a few more questions, you will be thrown out of the door..."

Yu Ya licked his lips, and could see that he was more interested in Mei Qi than Grandpa Lan'er.

Cen was concerned and stabilized a bit, this Mei Qi sounds like someone with real skills.Most capable people in this world are surly and behave differently from the world. Although they are arrogant, they do have talents to rely on.

When he saw Mei Qi, Yu Ya let out a cold snort from his nostrils. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, with a blunt and clever greasiness in his brows. Interest suddenly dropped.

Mei Qiduan sat under the lush green leaves of the plum tree in the courtyard, took a sip of tea, and proudly said, "I won't be seeing you today."

Cen Guan said: "The old man is seriously ill and dare not move easily. He hoped that Mei Lang's doctor of Chinese medicine would be kind, so he went to see him."

Mei Qi stared: "I don't understand people's words, is it true? If you say that you won't see a doctor, you won't see a doctor. Even if you give me gold, I won't go!"

His voice was about to fall to the ground, and the teacup was smashed to pieces in the next moment, Mei Qi jumped up, and she was about to scold, when she saw a handsome man lazily leaning against a tree, throwing a yellow object in his hand, He tilted his head and threw it towards Mei Qi.

The thing fell into the tea flowing on the table, but it never made people feel dirty.Gold is beautiful even if it is buried in dung, let alone just dipped in some tea?

"Are these enough?" Yu Ya casually said, "If not, there are more here."

Mei Qi's eyes flashed, and he didn't see where he took it out, only to see several shining golden things smashing in front of her again.Mei Qi's initial arrogance disappeared completely, and she swiftly stuffed the gold into her bosom.

Yu Ya tilted his head and asked him, "Can I go now?"

In the next moment, Mei Qi had already carried the medicine box on her back.

Yu Ya glanced lightly at Cen Guan, and smiled mockingly.

Along the way, she met many surprised onlookers from the villagers, and Mei Qi's arrogance surged upwards again, her nostrils turned to the sky, and she felt tired from walking and insisted on resting halfway.

Mei Qidao: "Although I'm not talented, I still have my own rules, even if it's a knife on my neck..."

He didn't finish his sentence this time, because there was a little cold light on his neck, the black cloth belt wrapped around the hilt of the sword swayed slightly in the wind, and the sound of Cen Guan was like a glacier in winter, which caused Mei Qi to fight in the summer sun. A shudder: "So what if you don't know the sword?"

Mei Qi stood up with trembling legs, and never dared to complain again.

Yu Ya walked with his hands behind his head in boredom, his steps seemed to be slack, but he followed within ten feet of Cen Guan all the time, without slowing down.

Lan'er stood by the bed with red and swollen eyes watching Mei Qi's diagnosis and treatment, twisting the hem of her clothes nervously with both hands, tears streaming down her face continuously.

The old man was lying on the bed with a pale face, but he still struggled to catch his breath and let out a deep sigh: "Silly girl, why are you crying? For you, Grandpa... I have to live a few more years..."

Lan'er rushed to the bed, grabbed the withered and old hand, and cried bitterly: "Grandpa, don't leave Lan'er..."

Lan'er's crying, the old man's coughing, and Mei Qi's dissatisfied scolding are mixed together in a chaotic manner, which is the most common sad and happy story in the world.

When Cen Guan walked out of the house, Yu Ya was sitting on the threshold, playing with Ah Huang on the ground.

Ah Huang was tormented by him to the point of death, but he didn't dare to resist at all, and he reluctantly complied with Uncle Yu Ya's evil taste, rolling around on the ground, his short hair was covered with a layer of mud.

When Yu Ya heard the movement behind him, he let go of his hands, and Ah Huang staggered quickly into the pile of firewood, trying to bury himself.

"What do you think of Mei Qi?" Yu Ya suddenly asked.

"Although it is not enough to be called a quack doctor, it is just an ordinary doctor."

Many people in this world have not learned the master's level, but first learned the master's eccentricities, saying that they will not give in to gold, but no one has given him gold, saying that the sword does not change their pride, but they have never really been crossed by the sword On the neck, in fact, genius is vain, and pride is fragile.

Yu Ya let out a faint laugh from his nose: "There are countless people like this in the world. A few days ago, I said that monsters eating people can be regarded as doing justice for the heavens. The Taoist priest quite disagreed. Now, I think eating these people , It is also a disgusting thing for me and other monsters."

He raised his head and looked up at Cen Guan. From Cen Guan's perspective, he could see his pointed jaw and the curve of his thin neck.

Yu Ya said softly: "There is one thing that I can't figure out, why both Daoist and Tiandao think that these people should live well, but a monster like me shouldn't have a way to live."

His eyes were clear and bright, without a single trace of impurity, making it impossible to imagine his bloody appearance.

The old man's voice came from the room, and Lan Er's "Grandpa" shouted sadly and deeply, stirring in the stuffy air.

Cen Guan looked at the bright sky outside the door: "There are a lot of evils in this world, but there are not many big treacherous people who commit crimes to the point of death. No matter what, their lives should not be easily taken away by others."

"Yu Ya, you have to know that even if a person kills his own kind, according to the laws of the world, he must pay back his life. It's very fair."

Yu Ya dishonestly picked the clear green stone on Cen Guan's scabbard. After a long while, he suddenly smiled: "That's right, birds can peck insects, tigers can eat rabbits, and I can eat people. After that, nymphs will kill birds, rabbits will If you want to kill the tiger, if you want to kill me, you deserve it."

"It's just that natural monsters can't be controlled by me. People can kill monsters, but don't use the banner of justice for the sky." Yu Ya said, "After all, it was the way of heaven that gave birth to the monsters that eat people like me. The way is natural, and we can do it too But follow the way of heaven."

Cen Guan looked at him quietly, his straight shoulders relaxed for a moment, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes: "Yu Ya, no monster is born to harm people, and it is my choice to cultivate the good way or the evil way."

Yu Ya suddenly raised his eyes: "What did you say?"

Cen Guan still looked at him with that look, Yu Ya's shock gradually turned into doubt, and then returned to calm.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and sighed inaudibly: "So what I should ask is why I was only born with this appearance..."