The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

Mu Qingchi had never been drunk by many people, and he had never been drunk like this. It was the first time he felt the headache after being drunk.

He vaguely remembered that he planned to "Longyang Nine Hundred and Eight Forms" with Mo Li at that time. I don't know if it was realized later, but he must ask later.

Mo Li was sleeping soundly in his arms, and he was reluctant to wake him up, so he kept holding him while enduring the headache, while channeling spiritual energy to prevent Mo Li from having a headache after waking up from the wine.

After a while, Shen Moli sobered up, snuggled into Mu Qingchi's arms, and saw a pair of beautiful eyes looking down, they were so beautiful.He was startled and said good morning.

Mu Qingchi thought about the question just now, and his heart was thin-skinned. Speaking those seven words might make him shy, so let's ask a little more cryptically, and said:

"Li Li, how did you drink yesterday, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Shen Moli smiled and said: "So many people gathered together, of course they drank very well." Then he felt it and said: "It's just a little pain in the waist, but it's okay, it may be fine after a while."

When Mu Qingchi heard that there was something interesting, he suddenly regained his energy, "But what's the discomfort? Think about it again." He added superficially, "You have a demon in your body, I have to see if drinking has any effect on it."

"Oh." Hearing this, Shen Moli also felt that the matter was of great importance. He felt it seriously, and said to the doctor with a sickly carefulness, "I'm a little tired, it seems to be much more tired than usual."

Mu Qingchi cheered up, rubbing people's waists and thumping people's backs at the same time, he was extremely courteous.Before Shen Moli was fully awake from the wine, he closed his eyes and squinted for a while, enjoying the treatment of being served by the head of the sect.

When it was almost time to rest and all the fatigue was gone, Shen Moli got up to wash up.

When he was doing morning exercises in the yard, he realized that Mu Qingchi's strange behavior seemed to be asking if they had done them last night.Then ask directly, I haven't done it, and I don't feel anything about that place.

Strange, when did Qingchi become so tactful.

The backache is because I moved a lot of wine jars yesterday, and I have been preparing meals for a long time.Although he did many of these things in the past, after all, he was cultivated back then, and now as an ordinary person, he would indeed be very tired and suffer from backaches.

Mu Qingchi happily searched for suspicious clues on the bed, but couldn't find it after searching for a long time, and comforted himself: "It must be Li Li who asked me to clean it up, after all, he has a cleanliness habit."Although the memory of the two people's "Nine Hundred and Eight Styles of Longyang" was gone, Li Li was willing to accompany him to do these things, which made him very happy.

He looked at Shen Moli who was doing morning exercises out of the window with suspicion, thinking in his heart, if there is a first time, there will be a second time, tonight, let's do it again with Li Moli, hahaha.

When Shen Moli was doing jumping exercises, he was almost knocked over by something suddenly. He took two steps back and stopped, and saw that it was a little dewdrop.

There was a chirp chirp chirp.

Shen Moli took a closer look, hey, "Little Luzhu, you have eyes, these round eyes are so beautiful!"

When Xiao Luzhu heard this, she was overjoyed, her small eyes blinked on purpose, and she kept winking at her master.

When the other people heard this, they also gathered around, looked at it curiously, and then praised it.

Little Dewdrop scanned everyone with her grape-like eyes.These people are all looking at it, which makes it a little uncomfortable.

Mu Qingchi?He's robbing me of my master, disgusting!

Flower dye?After he turned into a cat, he clings to his master all day long, and the master doesn't pay much attention to me, even though he is my friend...it's still kind of annoying!

Fenyin?This bastard used to bully his master with Mu Qingchi, and even made me chop firewood and rob me of food all day long, it's so annoying!

Zhulian?I'm not familiar with it, I hate it!

Close?The two cranes look alike, and it's a little hard to tell them apart. Well, they hate each other!

cloud?He belongs to the Demon Race, he doesn't like the Demon Race, he hates it!

Wang Kuaikuai and Wang Slowly?Haven't seen it before, go away go away, it's disgusting!

then--

Except for Shen Moli, everyone present was rolled their eyes by Xiao Luzhu.

Roll your eyes!

Little Luzhu, you learned to roll your eyes as soon as you grew your eyes. Is it really good to learn such a skill without a teacher?

Everyone: "..." Seems to be disgusted?Or is there something wrong with its eyes...

Shen Moli chuckled, touched Xiao Luzhu's head and said, "I never thought you'd always have opinions on them. Eyes are the windows to the soul. Now I can guess what you're thinking through your eyes. Haha, really. interesting."

Little Luzhu said: "Tweet, Chirp, Chirp, Chirp." That's not funny, Little Luzhu could still talk, it's all because of the nasty wine that made me dizzy, I got my eyesight first.I'm going to smash all the wine... Forget it, what a pity to smash it, the wine is so delicious, let's smash the jar.

Bihe rolled his eyes, bowed his head and walked away lonely, returned to its nest, buried his head in it, and turned his butt to the outside, like an ostrich.

Shen Moli walked over, touched its slender neck and said: "Bihe, you are not a stutterer, don't take the fox demon's words to heart, your speaking talent is the best among fairy birds .”

Bihe stretched out his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of the loneliness of a king, "I, I, I, say, the best."

Shen Moli said: "Yes, they can only speak one word, but you can say one sentence, you are the most powerful fairy bird."

Bihe shook his head and said: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, I, jie, ba."

Shen Moli: "..." This made him unable to refute, so he had to give up.

When walking back, I saw two people standing at the door of the kitchen in the yard, they were Huaran and Yun'er.

Huaran said: "I was drunk yesterday, you took care of me, right? The red string tied around your wrist fell under the edge of my bed."

Yun'er took the red string, tied it around her wrist, and said, "Yesterday you all drank, and I was the only one who was awake, so I helped you all into the room. Maybe I didn't pay attention, so I dropped this thing."

Huaran said: "Thank you very much. You must be very tired after taking care of so many people. Just now I tried to make some dim sum. Although the appearance is not very good, the taste is not bad. Naturally, the craftsmanship is not as good as Mr. Shen's." Yes, if you don't mind, take these."

Yun'er was stunned and said, "Ah, how embarrassing this is."

"It's because I missed my mother, so I did it casually, so don't be too polite."

"Then I'll be disrespectful..." Yun'er took the plate of snacks and walked away with a smile on his face. This was the first time for him to be given a gift, and he was very happy.

Huaran also left.

When Shen Moli walked over, he saw Zhuo Guang standing behind the kitchen, and asked, "Zhao Guang, why are you here, are you hungry?"

Zhuoguang seemed a little flustered, nodded and said: "No, Zhuoguang is not hungry."

Shen Moli let out a groan, thinking about it as he left, and looked back at the kitchen from time to time, bumped into someone, looked up and saw that it was Mu Qingchi, and said: "Didn't you just say you have something to deal with, why did you come back so soon? "

Mu Qingchi said: "I'm anxious to see you, what are you looking at, so engrossed?"

Shen Moli was thinking about the scene just now, and whispered: "The three of them seem weird."

Mu Qingchi wondered, "Who?"

Shen Moli shook his head, "It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much. By the way, how are the various sects training now? How many people will go to the Demon Realm by then?"

"There are about a thousand people. Although there are not many people, they are all high-level disciples selected by various sects."

"Qingchi, are you going too?"

Mu Qingchi smiled, "Of course, I am the head of Xianmai Pavilion, and all sects are staring at me. If I don't act like that, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Shen Moli was worried, nodded and said: "Then I will accompany you too."

Mu Qingchi took his hand and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, I don't feel worried about leaving you here alone."

Shen Moli pursed his lower lip, and said in a deliberative tone: "After we go to the Demon Realm, can we also rescue Hu Jiu? After all, he was arrested for letting us go."

"Okay. But you are not allowed to bring him back. We can't live in Xingchen Peak anymore. Besides, he is not like Yun'er, he is a little devil. Hu Jiu's cultivation level is very high, and living in the sect will make my position very difficult." hard."

"No, I'm a mud bodhisattva and I just want to protect myself. We don't care about him after we rescue him. Anyway, he still has his sister to go to."

Mu Qingchi stroked his palm, lightly and then heavily, in a coquettish tone, "Mo Li, I've heard everything you said, can you promise me something tonight?"

His eyes were unfathomable, which made Shen Moli a little alert, "What's the matter? Tell me first."

Mu Qingchi said mysteriously: "You can't say it, just promise me first, it's not too much."

Shen Moli was shaken by his arm, and finally said: "Okay."

In July, the weather is extremely sultry, but there is still a little wind blowing at night, which is quite cool.

Shen Moli sat outside the bamboo hut with a thick copy of "The Official History of Cultivating Immortals", with a slight breeze blowing, and watched leisurely by a spiritual lamp.

Mu Qingchi waited in the room, but he didn't see Mo Li coming back to sleep. He had already counted how many bamboos there were in the bamboo house, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise, those poses would be endless.

On weekdays, he can do each movement for half an hour, so the time is not enough, why not change the movement quickly, one movement only takes [-] breaths.

Mu Qingchi made a calculation in his heart, then walked out, took away Shen Moli's book, and said: "Don't read it, if you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Shen Moli said strangely: "The genius is dark, how could it be possible to light up so quickly, I just saw the important place."

Mu Qingchi put the book on the ground, gently rubbed the acupuncture points around the eyes, and said warmly: "Let's read it tomorrow, Mo Li has such beautiful eyes, if you can't see clearly, what should you do?"

Shen Moli smiled, "Okay, then I'll go to rest, and you should go to rest earlier." He got up and walked to his room, but was grabbed and led into Mu Qingchi's room.

"Why, do you want to sleep in a separate room with me?" Mu Qingchi smirked.

"You, do you want to do it?"

Mu Qingchi's smile deepened, and he didn't answer. He just led the person to the bed, and then helped him take off his robes one by one. In a soft and soft voice, "You promised me a request during the day, don't even think about it." It's a lie."

"Well, you said."

"Tonight, let's play 'Longyang Nine Hundred and Eight Styles'. I will make you very comfortable. Brother Mo Li, you must want it too, right?"

Shen Moli blushed, "I haven't read that book yet, so you can choose a position. I will try my best to satisfy you, as long as the difficulty is not too high."

He had seen similar pictures on the materials, with various poses on them, and the one standing upside down, which was really weird.When he saw it at the time, he couldn't figure out why he had to do this, isn't he tired?Now it seems that Qingchi is very interested in this kind of posture, as long as it is not difficult to do, I will agree to him.

Mu Qingchi sucked on his lips for a long time and said: "What do you choose? It's all the movements. You did it with me last night. Today is a review."

Shen Moli was a little dumbfounded, so many postures, are you going to be exhausted?He refused, "No, I can't do it."

Mu Qingchi thought about it for a day, but was rejected by Li Li, so sad, he hugged him in his arms and kept provoking, "You clearly promised me, but now you want to go back, are you bullying me?" I have no relatives, brother Mo Li, you are too bad."

Speaking of this, Shen Moli suddenly said: "That's right, Master passed away not long ago, you have to keep your filial piety. I'd better go back, let's talk about this matter later."

Mu Qingchi: "..." This mouth, why is it so fond of making trouble, but he has never heard of filial piety, "Shou filial piety? How long will it take and how?"

Shen Moli was a little embarrassed and said: "I don't know too well, I just heard that the ancients often did this, but our people are not like this. What they pay attention to is that the elders must be filial when they are alive, and mourn when the elders pass away. Then living your own life is the best way to remember your elders. In fact, I also think that in ancient times, it was a bit formalized. When people die like a lamp goes out, as long as they remember it in their hearts, it will be fine."

Mu Qingchi said: "What Mo Li said is true. I think your people are much smarter than ours. We need to learn from others' strengths and learn from each other's strengths."

"Yeah, you're right. Go to sleep, I'm tired."

"Ah, Mo Li, didn't we make an agreement just now? After talking for a long time, you still rejected me. You see, the head of my sect has talked to you like this. Don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha. Treat it as an order given to you by the head, you, if you do this again, I will have to force it!"

"The bird wants to fly away?"

"..." Mu Qingchi had no choice but to lie down, but the more he thought about it, the more wronged he became. He pulled up the quilt to cover his head, his eye circles began to feel sore, and he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Suddenly a hand passed over his waist, grabbed his thing, and within a moment it was too big to hold, and a gentle voice came, "Up to five positions, or my waist can't bear it." .”