Long Jiale

Xue Zhenqing was cold all over. He glanced at Shen Zhoucheng, then at Jixiang next to him, and the little fox who was eating chicken. He rolled his eyes and wished he could faint. But for him now, he I just can't get dizzy.

Xue Zhenqing: "..."

If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't smoke any koi.

It’s all right now, except for him, all the monsters in the room are non-human, let alone the snake demon, I don’t know what the other three are, by the way, there is also a fox, it must be a vixen ? ? ? ! ! !

Xue Zhenqing spoke incoherently, pointed at the little fox tremblingly, and made a terrible guess: "It, it, it, its ID in the chicken-eating game should be fox, right? It was the one who played the game with us that day?"

Madame is exciting...

He played games with vixen.

Xue Zhenqing felt magically and realistically for a moment that he had become Tang Monk, and he had fallen into the den of goblins, but there was no senior brother and second senior brother Sha to rescue him.

Amitabha.

Shen Zhoucheng frowned, and blocked his little white dumpling with his arm. He didn't like someone pointing at the little fox in front of him.

Jixiang: "What's wrong with playing games? Foxes can play games, and so can sparrows..."

Shen Zhoucheng glanced over Xue Zhenqing's body, and then said: "I saw spiritual power fluctuations in you, you should also be regarded as a practitioner in this world, have you never seen these things before?"

Xue Zhenqing: "?????"

Today's third thunder fell on top of his head.

From "a snake demon is following me" to "everyone in the room except him is non-human", and then to "I am also a cultivator", this leap, huh?

Amidst all kinds of fright, Xue Zhenqing suddenly caught a little inspiration. He originally thought that the script should be Xiaoqian's grandma or something like A Chinese Ghost Story, Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, but he didn't expect it to be the real version x Dianlong Aotian?

The hero, that is, himself, Xue Zhenqing, encountered some unusual things by accident, and then met unusual people. Now, these unusual people told him that you are actually a person of cultivation, and, Gu Qingqi is very talented, and he is about to embark on an awesome road to the sky.

After the sparrow spirit Jixiang saw Xue Zhenqing's expression clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that the other party must also like to read online novels.

Xue Zhenqing: "When I was in elementary school, there used to be a neighbor who was called Uncle Ghost by others. Fan, he doesn't dislike me..."

Xue Zhenqing slowly recalled the past, "Uncle Ghost's home environment is very bad, there are a lot of chicken blood cinnabar and talisman paper. When I was a child, I was naughty and liked to burn paper money with him... Hey, he seems to tell A way of exhaling and inhaling was taught to me, and they said they could live forever. Of course, I followed suit, but I didn’t believe it, because it’s just a way of breathing..."

Moreover, immortality is also nonsense. Uncle Gui obviously died of old age when he was in the fifth grade of elementary school.

……

But thinking back on it now, Xue Zhenqing had a flash of inspiration. Could this ghost uncle be the grandfather who accompanied him, "The way he taught me to breathe, could it be some kind of peerless secret book?"

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

I didn't have the heart to hit him, "It should be just an ordinary basic skill. If it weren't for your outstanding talent, most ordinary people would practice it for nothing."

What's more, in human society, there is no aura to provide cultivation.

Xue Zhenqing laughed, and broke out of Long Aotian's dream. As a sports king who had just retired and won three championships in a row, he didn't want to run away from the inexplicable plot of cultivating immortals from the youthful passion, "I also feel that practicing It’s just a waste of practice. This breathing method seems to have become my instinct. After more than ten years, I’m just an ordinary person. The only thing that stands out is probably staying up late, playing games for three days and three nights, and I’m still energetic One comparison, not afraid of sudden death."

Jixiang curled his lips: "The bustling big city doesn't even have aura. If you can practice with more energy than ordinary people, it's already very good."

Xue Zhenqing rubbed his face, everything that happened today really overturned his cognition, he rubbed his stomach, as the saying goes, people are like iron or steel, let's eat first.

So, Xue Zhenqing also sat down at the table and ate happily.

After a few mouthfuls of food, thinking that he was the only human being in the whole room, it didn't seem so scary anymore, and the three goblins in front of him would not eat him, Xue Zhenqing shamelessly felt that he was not Tang Monk meat.

And, according to him.

The chicken that the little fox has is much more attractive than the meat on his body.

The white snake likes to eat eggs, the fox likes to eat chicken, and the sparrow likes to eat its own spiritual grain rice. It seems that every goblin has kept some animal-shaped preferences of its own. What Xue Zhenqing can't see through the most is Boss Shen. What is the original form?

Don't be a tiger, a leopard, a black bear or something that can eat people.

In case Boss Shen thinks that this little fresh meat that he has cultivated is delicious, he asks the sparrow spirit to wash himself white and steam it...

The more I think about it, the more flustered I become.

Xue Zhenqing couldn't help eating two more mouthfuls of rice, not to mention, the food in Wangzhulou was really delicious, at least, he thought it was better than the meat on his body.

"So what, Boss Shen?"

Shen Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows.

"Is anyone in your cookbook?"

Jixiang choked on the honey water in his mouth. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, are you fucking going to laugh me to death? Boss Long definitely doesn't eat people, don't worry , your meat is not tasty at all."

Xue Zhenqing: "..."

It turned out to be a dragon.

Well, all the species in the room are clear, a dragon with a fox and a sparrow, plus a little white snake.

After eating, Xue Zhenqing returned to his room with the shattered three views and the little white snake. He only wanted to go back with his shattered three views, but the snake was very stubborn and wanted to follow him.

Xue Zhenqing was helpless.

He is really afraid of snakes.

This little white snake can't be entangled with anyone, why should it be entangled with him?

Knowing that the little white snake can freely change in size, Xue Zhenqing turned the little white snake into a small earthworm snake the size of a teacup, put the back end in the teacup, and took it back to his room.

The little white snake became smaller and seemed less scary.

"You will stay inside from now on, you are not allowed to appear indiscriminately, you know?" Xue Zhenqing thought that he was scared to death by this little white snake before, all because this white snake always appeared suddenly without warning.

Either it fell out of the refrigerator suddenly, or it crawled past his legs, or it hid under the keyboard...

Even if it wasn't a snake, it would still be startled by the sudden appearance of the ghost.

After the little white snake finished crying, it huddled in the teacup, quietly opened the teacup with its small head, secretly looked at the surrounding environment, and found that this was Xue Zhenqing's room, and it was relieved.

Xue Zhen took a shower after cleaning, although he actually wanted to throw away the white snake, or let the white snake follow Jixiang and the others, since they are all fairies after all, they will take care of each other.

However, the human heart is also fleshy. The care and closeness and attachment shown by the white snake to him just now cannot be faked. The white snake wanted to get close to him but dared not approach him. he.

Xue Zhenqing, a wild child who had no parents to love him since he was a child, dropped out of school to go to Internet cafes in junior high school, and later joined the team to play games. Apart from his teammates, he has no one close to him.

Therefore, after he retired, the biggest feeling he felt was loneliness. In the team, there were teammates who were lively and lively together. After retiring from the team, there was nothing left.

No, there was also this little white snake that sneaked into his house and stayed with him for half a year.

Xue Zhenqing closed his eyes, still having a hard time accepting this fact. A frog, an earthworm, or a cockroach are all better than a snake!

Wait, compared to cockroaches, come snakes.

At this moment, Xue Zhenqing had a little psychological comfort.

Sitting slumped on the sofa for a while, Xue Zhenqing's cell phone rang. He picked up the cell phone and looked at it. It was a call from his former teammate, the one who was pestering him to pick up clothes for his own daughter.

"Didn't I send you all the passwords and account numbers just now? Why haven't you asked the koi fox to draw cards for me? Old Xue, what's the matter with you?"

Xue Zhenqing: "A series of things that shattered the three views have happened around me now. Don't ask me for trivial things like drawing cards. You draw it yourself."

"What shattered the three views, Lao Xue, didn't you go on a trip? Looking at your circle of friends, the photos you took are very beautiful, and the place you live is also beautiful. Our buddies and teammates want to travel there during the holidays. As for traveling, I am tired of playing in other big cities..."

"What? Isn't the place bad? I heard that the farm food here is very delicious..."

Xue Zhenqing has nothing to love: "No, it has nothing to do with Qingquan Village."

Hearing what he said, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't help but joked: "Could it be that you ran into a white snake again when you were traveling outside?"

Xue Zhenqing: "..."

"No way, why don't you talk, even if there is a snake in your house, that snake won't fly over mountains and mountains to Yongnan with you..."

Xue Zhenqing glanced at the persistent white snake in the teacup that followed him over mountains and mountains to Qingquan Village, Yongnan City by plane.

The little white snake in the teacup noticed Xue Zhenqing's gaze, felt a little shy, and quietly retracted its little head, and raised the tip of its tail to support the lid of the cup.

The tip of the tail supported the lid of the small cup slippery and swayed a little, making a slight sound of porcelain colliding.

Holding the phone, Xue Zhenqing sighed a long time.

"Captain, stop sighing. Why do you encounter snakes every day? It's still a white snake. Do you know that now we all think that your surname should not be Xue, and you should change your name to Xu."