Madam Tsundere is an attack

"Madam Tsundere Is an Attack" Author: Cang Haishi

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The idiot son of the landlord's family, good-for-nothing and cute, but he was counted as the fairy bone that is rare in a thousand years. Since then, he has risen to the sky, so Yan Yugui, who has been stupid for 18 years, has his first goal in life, which is: I want to become a fairy , The magic power is boundless!

But the road is long and the road is long, facing the fox and the monster, can Mr. Yan achieve the right result and be ranked in the fairy class?How about predicting the future?Please watch "Madam Tsundere Is an Attack"!

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Article: ☆, Yan Yugui, you cultivate immortality

The author has something to say: Neighbors eat melons, sit and watch the scene where the protagonist touches porcelain

Changping First Street has been prosperous and magnificent since ancient times, with high cornices and loud gongs and drums. It is the sea and the river.Far away from the Nine Heavens Changhe in the capital, where the clothes are crowned and crowned, there are also row upon row here, and the Nine Streets are prosperous, especially on Changping Avenue, where fortunetelling and calligraphy, wild fruit picking, and juggling tea art are everywhere.

There is a lot of noise in the distance, four horses and high carts, one can tell at a glance that it is a wealthy man with a deep house and a large compound, and the old king who has a fortune-telling stall in the west corner of the city is shaking his stick and looking up.

After a glimpse, he was blinded.

He looked at the nose, nose, and mouth at the fastest speed, so that he was isolated from the world, and he really couldn't bear to look directly at the oncoming person.

What is rich and powerful?What is simple minded?Mr. Yan, this is it.As for Jin Yi Ye Xing, not revealing his wealth, this Mr. Yan is ashamed and not proud of it. In his heart, that is not even a fart!

Yan Yugui took off his outer robe gracefully, squatted on the ground, and looked at the old Wang at the same level. He smiled foolishly and said, "Old Immortal, can you do a divination for me?"

Old Wang was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of old blood, the blue veins on his forehead jumped cheerfully and rhythmically, and he slandered in his heart: Immortals are immortals, don't add the word 'old'!Grandpa is only in his forties now, forty is not confused, how old is he?How old is it!

Although Lao Wang had questioned Yan Yugui's [-]th generation ancestor eight hundred times in his heart, he still had a smile on his face. After all, he was the son of a big family in the city, so he couldn't neglect it. He shook the bamboo tube, and said with a smirk: " Mr. Yan, since last month, you have come to my place once a day..."

Are you annoying!

Yan Yugui couldn't understand his impatience, he only knew that he was suffering in his heart, his face was wrinkled now, making people want to iron him out, Lao Wang only heard him say in a muffled voice: " You have always said that I am the best material for cultivating immortals, rare in a hundred years, hard to find in a thousand years..."

Then go to cultivating immortals first.

"But I thought about it and couldn't figure out how to fix it..."

Heh, with your brain, if you can figure it out, what do you want me to do?

"What do you think Xiuxian is going to do?"

Old Wang raised his eyebrows, shook the stick, stroked his beard pretending to be deep and said: "Young Master Yan, have you considered it? Are you really going to go this way?"

"I want to become a fairy, but gods and demons are hard to stop."

When Mr. Yan said this, his eyes were no longer blurred as before, but clear and compelling. At that moment, Old Wang thought that this person had woken up.

"So, Grandpa, what am I going to do?"

Lao Wang shook his hand, shook out the signature, and sighed speechlessly, with a look of grief that I knew you were not serious.

Old Wang coughed lightly, put away the sign, sat upright and said: "A person who cultivates immortality has no desires and demands, no anger and no self, no joy when he gains, no sadness when he loses, his heart is like still water, his actions are unbiased, he has great compassion without tears, and he has great enlightenment." Speechless, laughing silently, caressing all living beings, leisurely wandering..."

Lao Wang was poor at writing, and even he felt a chill, so he covered his lips and coughed lightly, and continued: "In short, cultivating immortals is infinitely good, but well, this opportunity is very slim, but Mr. Yan is different. Already!"

As soon as Lao Wang pressed his shoulder, Yan Yugui was so serious that he had already lost his train of thought, so he just nodded and heard him say, "Mr. Yan was born with a good body, with a little practice, Being able to be in the immortal class within ten years is really a fate that others can't get in a few lifetimes..."

"So you still haven't said how to do it?"

"Ahem, that's why young people... just can't hold their breath." Lao Wang rolled his eyes in embarrassment, and continued to talk: "When it comes to cultivating immortals, most people worship immortal masters, of course there are exceptions. Some people can travel abroad, or stay at home and meditate behind closed doors, and others, after sleeping at night, they will soar in the morning."

"What about me? What about me?"

Old Wang looked at the joyful Mr. Yan in front of him, pursed his lips, and thought about what to say so as not to hit him, so he raised his hand and casually pointed upwards, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You can be as good as Mr. Yan!" People who go to the sky, even if a vase is dropped casually from above, it can still smash you...'Mao Sai suddenly opened'."

Bang!

"Uh……"

Lao Wang silently withdrew his fingers, and then quietly hid his hands in his sleeves, staring blankly at the unconscious man on the ground whose head was bleeding from the vase.After a long while, he looked up at the clear sky again, and sighed speechlessly: "This attack... is really cruel..."

The passers-by were frightened by this scene and backed away a few feet. After a while, the servants pushed and shoved the man up to carry him away.

Seeing that something was going on at the stall, Lao Wang hurriedly packed his luggage. A signed document fell from some corner. It was the one that he shook out just now. He snorted softly, "My baby is a good baby, but it's a pity that this fate..." He spoke a mouthful of local dialect, and groaned: "You are born quickly, you die quickly, you live quickly, you go fast."

The idiot son of Landlord Yan's family was smashed by a vase!It doesn't matter, the important thing is that the silly son is not stupid after being smashed!Yan Yugui, who had always been dumbfounded and dazed, became smart and smart, with exquisite orifices.

There has been no such strange thing in Yucheng for thousands of years, and it is rare for a while.

Mr. Yan enshrined the broken vase, and there were many people in the city knocking on the vase with their heads, wishing to throw out a piece or two of wisdom roots to play with. The people went crazy, the medical hall became lively, and gauze needles and medicines were flying all over the sky. up.

Old Man Yan has lived a lot of years, and there is no day as happy as this one, so he threw a big banquet, rich and poor all came to hold a personal place, the old man is rich and powerful, Yan's house was full of lights for half a month when it was noisy Brightly lit, the guests looked at Mr. Yan, who was dressed in black and green at the table, and praised: "Handsome!"

Yan Yugui was originally a man with a good appearance. He used to be sluggish, and he was dressed in a golden gown that blinded dog eyes, which directly made him look vulgar to the end. Now that he has changed his outfit, he looks fresh again. He has become much more spiritual, and at a glance, he is a gentle, elegant, handsome and elegant gentleman.

The threshold of Yan's house was about to be trampled, and the matchmaker was guarding the door day and night, teasing a girl, and Xila, a sweet girl, her mouth could be broken, just to tell Mr. Yan about a marriage, and they all blocked her. Do not leave in front of Yan's house.

Regarding this situation, Mr. Yan of the landlord's family only let out a sentence: let the flying lips rest for a while.

It was at such a turmoil that Old Wang of Chengxi climbed over the wall and entered Yan's house. Seeing Yan Yugui in black and green shirt, he cleared his throat, and for the first time spoke to the landlord's stupid son in a regular voice... oh No, Mr. Yan said something: "Yan Yugui, you should cultivate immortality."

"Break into a house at night, are you stealing people?"

This was the first time Yan Yugui spoke to Lao Wang in a regular voice after waking up.

"Haha, Mr. Yan really knows how to joke." Old Wang covered his mouth and hiccupped, then smiled as if he didn't care, and said, "I'm fine, you're important, more important than real money..."

After the joke was over, Old Wang remained serious, and continued to repeat lightly: "Yan Yugui, you should cultivate immortality."

"Right on my mind."

Ever since, on a night that was not too dark and windy this month, Lao Wang and Yan Yugui hit it off and rashly decided on this road to immortality.

If Yan Yugui was asked why he wanted to practice immortality in the future, Yan Yugui would definitely say his words solemnly without changing his expression: "Old Wang lied."

The Yan family was bustling for another half month, farewell to his parents, relatives and friends, Yan Yugui flicked his sleeves and took away a large sum of money, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he hurriedly embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

At the same time, many interested people also discovered that on the night that Mr. Yan left, the old Erzhuwang in the west of the city who had always been fond of gods also disappeared.

Chapter: ☆, The Blood Moon Appears, and the Demons Dance Randomly ([-])

The author has something to say: (Yan Yugui) Why are you chasing me? (Ghosts) Because you have Jizhi Syrup.

Dozens of miles to the south of Qinghua Village, you can see a mountain forest, deep and deep. It is said that there is a Qinghuawu in it. There are green bamboos planted for about seven miles around Qinghuawu, so Qinghua Village got its name.

I heard from the people in the village that there used to be an immortal living in Qinghuawu, but later the immortal returned to Chaos, leaving the residence empty, and the rest of the heavenly treasure aura was not appreciated by anyone, and over time, it became a place for demons.

Fortunately, all parties are not fighting for each other, and there is peace between the two worlds separated by a forest.

It has been several months since Yan Yugui left home, and when he came to Qinghua Village today, it was getting late, and it was time to find a place to shelter, but he counted, today is the most cloudy and cold day At night, the yang qi is weak and the yin qi is heavy, especially around Qinghua Village, where the hostility is strong. He reckoned that even if he knocked on the door now, no one would open the door for him, so he didn't need to do anything more, and went straight to the place. Qinghuawu went.

After passing the lonely forest, a cold will-o'-the-wisp suddenly burst out in the distance, blue and floating in the air, up and down, like a child.

When Yan Yugui approached, those wisps of will-o'-the-wisp followed him, and occasionally there was the sound of teasing and laughing in his ears.

If you get closer, you can hear the noise, but Yan Yugui knows that those things are inhuman.

Sure enough, after walking about dozens of steps, the eyes opened up, and I saw a group of "wreckage" squatting separately, the fire was lit with some kind of bone, and it glowed faint blue.

These ghosts talked to themselves without raising their eyes to look at Yan Yugui at all, but a little ghost who was closer to Yan Yugui had a flower growing on his head. He took good care of the flower, and suddenly took off his head and put The head was placed close to the fire, as if afraid that the flowers would be cold.

With this movement, the eyes on the head caught a glimpse of the stranger, and the little ghost turned around with his head in his arms, and saw that Yan Yugui was wearing a dark blue shirt, surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps and frosted eyes, as if a king from the ghost world had descended.

He trembled in fright, rested his head tremblingly, and asked, "Who are you?"

As soon as he made a sound, the ghosts sitting on the same fire with him also raised their heads. Among them, the one-year-old ghost squinted his eyes, then opened his mouth, clashed his upper and lower teeth, and knocked loudly: "Young man , why are you in a daze? Come over and enjoy the fire."

Yan Yugui nodded and smiled, then sat in this place, approached the fire only to find that the fire was icy cold, it was a quiet and deserted place, he couldn't help shivering.

Seeing him trembling, the old ghost gave him a grinning grin. Then he reached into the hem of his clothes, pulled out a thighbone, and threw it into the fire to stir the fire. I'll add a few more firewood, and you won't be cold if you sit closer."

The hair on Yan Yugui's back stood up, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, thinking to himself: This makes it even colder.

In view of the kindness of this ghost, Yan Yugui nodded and smiled, and made a gesture of warming his hands and rubbing them twice.

The old ghost got more and more vigorous, reached out and grabbed the bones, and kept filling the 'firewood'.Looking at the fire that was as tall as a person, Yan Yugui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced at the old ghost's clothes from the corner of his eye, and really wanted to shake them off to see how many bones were inside.

"Mister, I don't know why you gathered here today?" In order to prevent the ghost from tearing him apart, Yan Yugui decided that it would be better to change the topic.

Hearing the words, the little devil who was sitting on the sidelines looked at him puzzled, and asked, "Big brother doesn't know? Then why did you come here?"

"Let's watch the fun, there are a lot of people watching the fun today." The old ghost chuckled, the bones on his body slipped down with his movements, the old ghost smiled apologetically, then reached out to pick them up one by one, and put them back In the clothes, said: "Young man, today is the night of the blood moon, the blood moon appears, demons are chaotic, evil spirits are strong, and a hundred ghosts are walking. Naturally, we gathered here to grab a treasure."

"?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to know, the old ghost cursed an idiot in a low voice, and then spit out: "Have you ever heard of blood spar? That is a treasure that can only be found on a blood moon night, as long as you eat it..."

"Hee hee, ha ha ha ha..."

Before the old nonsense was finished, a sudden burst of shrill laughter resounded through the sky. Yan Yugui covered his ears, and when he looked up, he saw these 'people' were all beaming, yelling something, and got up one after another.

The little ghost beside him brought him up, straightened his head, and said excitedly: "The first ceremony has begun, big brother, come quickly."

He was halfway through speaking, and then rushed to the middle, Yan Yugui was really alone, looking at these ghosts who suddenly went crazy, the corner of his mouth twitched.

This so-called ceremony...is it a group of demons dancing wildly?

The scene in front of me was really exciting and weird. I saw a group of inhuman ghosts dancing with hands and feet, dancing unknown dances.

"Huh? Aren't you going to dance?"

In such a chaotic and crazy scene, there are still ghosts who can notice him, Yan Yugui nodded, and said with a faint smile: "Well, my arms and legs are not very good, so I dare not jump."

"Oh." The ghost gave him a suspicious look, and then planned to join that circle again.

Yan Yugui stopped him quickly, and asked humbly, "Uh, big brother ghost, what are you all doing now?"

"You don't even understand this? Then what are you doing here?" Brother Gui looked at him speechlessly, anxious in his heart, so he casually said to him: "If you dance well, you can enter the Wuji Dao, and if you enter the Wuji Dao, you can find blood crystals." stone."

He rolled his eyes and was about to leave, then turned around suddenly, squinted at Yan Yugui, and murmured, "Why do I feel that you don't smell right?"

Yan Yugui looked sideways at his surroundings, he thought it was not a good idea, it turned out that due to his negligence, all the will-o'-the-wisps around him ran away, and now he has no ghost aura at all.

The ghost in front of him quickly smelled his own smell, and was overjoyed immediately. He turned around and said to the ghost behind him: "Hey! Dude, human flesh, there is fresh human flesh!"

Yan Yugui ran away a long time ago, and all the ghosts turned their heads, their eyes turned green, and said, "Human flesh? Isn't it rotten yet?"

"Chase! Live human flesh!"

Some ghosts were still dancing, while some couldn't bear the temptation of human flesh, and chased after Yan Yugui happily.

Seeing that the left and right couldn't reach Yan Yugui, many ghosts tore off the bones from their bodies, and when they spotted Yan Yugui, they threw them away.While fleeing in despair, Yan Yugui dodged the flying bones behind him in a panic, feeling that today was really a mistake.

Unable to lure them to the human world for a while, Yan Yugui had no choice but to lead them to run around Qinghuawu. When he was exhausted from running, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, followed by a blur.

The ghosts looked at the person who disappeared out of thin air, and were dumbfounded for a while, then picked up their own bones and scolded their father and mother.

When Yan Yugui opened his eyes, there was already lakes and mountains and rivers in front of him, and there was silence, but the man in the gray robe was not stained with dust, and came here on the moon, like a mysterious girl from the nine heavens.

Intuitively, Yan Yugui felt that this person must be a cultivator. He cleared his throat, then nodded his head in thanks and said, "I just thanked this fellow Taoist for saving me. Dare I ask what your name is?"

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