After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Hearing this, the boss, who had been giving up and even taking it easy, suddenly became anxious.

He sat up from the rocking chair and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I have never done anything evil in my life. How can there be no reincarnation?"

"My loyalty to the Empress is evident to all. She herself said that we will all become high officials in our next life!"

As he was talking, the boss saw Chu Xinglan standing there with his arms folded, looking at him with a half-smile, and he also figured out something was wrong.

"Aren't you the Lady?"

After saying that, he touched his body, gritted his teeth and pinched himself hard. When he felt the sharp pain, he grinned.

Chu Xinglan shook his head speechlessly, not wanting to bother with this idiot anymore.

He looked at the long street that had become deserted in such a short time, and approached Sang Yunqi.

"Master, what on earth is this lady?"

"These people are scared to death when they hear the name of the queen, but looking at the boss's appearance, although his heart may not be very sincere, he still trusts the queen."

Having said that, Chu Xinglan pondered for a moment, then added another sentence in a slightly more rigorous tone.

"At least he really believes that he can become a high-ranking official in his next life."

Sang Yunqi chuckled and raised his hand to pinch his little disciple's face.

"This boss may just want to be a high-ranking official. It doesn't matter who said it."

Chu Xinglan could somewhat understand this statement, but he still felt a little emotional.

"You said this person is not even afraid of death, but is actually afraid of not having reincarnation."

"Isn't this... ridiculous?"

At least, he didn't believe in reincarnation. Moreover, after drinking Meng Po soup, he lost all his memories. How could he still say that person was still himself?

Sang Yunqi didn't understand what he meant at first. They, the cultivators, went against the will of heaven. They would either ascend to heaven or die at the end of their lifespan.

There are very few people as special as him, and this is also a kind of balance in the way of heaven.

But ordinary people are different. They have reincarnation. If their souls are scattered, it would be a very serious matter. At least this has been the consensus for tens of thousands of years.

Otherwise, why would we pray to gods and Buddhas, and do good deeds? Isn't it all for the purpose of having a good rebirth in the next life and not having such a hard life?

But soon, he realized something was wrong. Thinking about the world his little disciple had told him about, it seemed that there were no gods or Buddhas in that world?

Just when he wanted to explain, Chu Xinglan waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Forget it, who wouldn't want a high position, a generous salary, and beautiful wives and concubines?"

"I understand. I understand."

"When you are alive, you always have to have some thoughts, right?"

Sang Yunqi nodded, and just as he was about to praise his little disciple for his intelligence, he felt as if something harsh was passing by.

He carefully thought about what his little disciple had just said, and the curve of his mouth corners instantly dropped, and his light eyes were also filled with emotion.

Sang Yunqi pulled back the little disciple who was about to leave, pinched Chu Xinglan's chin with his other hand, and said with gritted teeth.

"A lovely wife and concubine?"

"I didn't know that Xiao Xinglan had such great ambitions, but Master alone can't satisfy you?"

Chu Xinglan just said that casually, and was still a little confused when he was pulled back.

At this moment, looking at the postures of himself and his master, as well as his master's tone that seemed to show that he wanted to eat him up, his brain short-circuited for a moment.

"Master, I'm not targeting you, nor do I dislike you, but you look a little greasy."

"Although you are extremely graceful and your looks are rare in the world, we still have to pay attention to our image. People cannot go downhill, and the same goes for appearance."

At that moment, Sang Yunqi's eyes became clear. He was oily? What did he have to do with oil?

He can't cook.

Moreover, does the young disciple mean that he is disgusted by the fact that he has become ugly?

As his mind wandered, the strength in his hands loosened, and Chu Xinglan quickly took two steps back to avoid his grip.

He looked at his master who was completely stunned there, then thought about what he had just said, raised his hand and patted his mouth lightly.

"Chu Xinglan, what did you say?"

The boss, who had been left aside for a long time, felt inexplicably bloated and his face wrinkled.

"Little brother, am I a cheap person?"

Chu Xinglan, who was already very annoyed, wished he could find a hole to crawl into after hearing this.

He and his master came here for serious business. So many villagers had died, how could he be here... flirting with his master?

However, he did not show it on his face. He pulled his boss away from his master with a serious face and spoke seriously.

"I find that you are not honest at all. Are you kidding me?"

As he spoke, he moved closer to the boss and spoke in a low and serious voice.

"I don't believe you don't know what happened in that small fishing village. No matter what your queen was like in the past, she is no longer a good person now."

"She can wipe out the entire fishing village if she gets upset. Your town is not far away. If she gets upset, you won't be any better off."

Seeing that the boss wanted to refute, Chu Xinglan spoke faster, "I don't see how pious you are, old man. Are you so confident that you can be the one who slips through the net?"

These words obviously touched the boss's sore spot, and his whole face wrinkled.

He glanced at Chu Xinglan a few times, hesitated for a long time, and then leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"That little brother, I won't hide it from you. I can tell from the first glance that you and your husband are not ordinary people. If you listen to my advice, leave here as soon as possible."

"Don't ask anything. Don't pry. You won't find out anything."

"Brother, I just said this because I can't bear to see you two suffer here. Leave now before the queen gets angry, and don't come back again."

Having said that, he secretly raised a finger and pointed towards the sky.

"This land has been cursed by the Queen. No one can leave it unscathed. Otherwise, I wouldn't be waiting to die here."

The more Chu Xinglan listened, the more serious his expression became. He said in disbelief, "Curse? Isn't this too absurd?"

The boss was shocked by his outrageous remarks. He quickly covered his mouth, looked around, and then slapped him in anger.

"Little brother, why don't you listen to advice?"

"I know you are fearless at your age, and you always think that we old guys are exaggerating."

"But we eat more salt than you eat rice, how can we deceive you?"

After saying that, he didn't intend to listen to what Chu Xinglan had to say anymore. He just used both hands to push the man towards the town entrance.

"Hurry up and go."

After taking two steps out, he remembered something and turned back to grab Sang Yunqi, who was still daydreaming.

"Quick, take your husband with you."