Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

Lord Mojun lined up for almost an hour.

He looked at the monk who had been maintaining order in front of him. This monk was weird, and he was holding a spiritual weapon like a trumpet flower. When he opened his mouth, his voice was amplified by the spiritual weapon, and he yelled at them.

The key is that the eyes are quite sharp.

"Hey, hey, the monk in the blue clothes in the third row on the left is you. What are you watching others do? You line up honestly! Don't think I don't know that you are selling your own talismans!"

"That little girl with the spiritual weapon over there wants to sell something!"

"No crowds! No jumping in line! Don't you understand?!"

"And the monk in blue over there, why are you covering your ears? Is my speech difficult to hear?"

Lord Mojun covering his ears: "..." After living for so many years, it was the first time in his life that he wanted to swear for no real reason.

This pungent young man, whom the Demon Lord had never seen before, took pride in holding the trumpet flower spiritual weapon, and happily walked around.

Cheng Yu was a little surprised, and lay next to Lord Mojun's ear: "Aren't these people angry when he scolds people like that?"

Lord Mojun was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Probably...he has a mental illness."

Cheng Yu: "..."

The second senior brother approached mysteriously, and smiled: "You don't know, do you? I heard that this monk is a good friend with the owner of the secret realm, and this secret realm is kept by him. It's too late for these people to support him. How could he be angry? Besides ...Aren't we angry too?"

Lord Mojun who accidentally scolded himself: "..." I feel a little regretful.

"Hey!" The boy suddenly ran over and stared at them suspiciously: "Are you talking bad things about me? I heard it all! A group of brats talking bad things behind their backs!"

"...???"

The second senior brother corrected him seriously: "We are all upright monks, we are human beings, not ghosts, ghosts, or bears. The cultivation level of fellow Taoists is still worrying!"

juvenile:"……"

He blushed with anger, pointing at him you you you you you can't go on talking for a long time, his big eyes are full of grievance and anger.

The second senior brother thought that he wanted to know his name, so he took his hand happily: "I am the third generation disciple of Baidingshan No. 70, fellow daoists, don't be so excited. We are all monks, please calm down, fellow daoists This is not conducive to practice.”

The young man shook off his hand violently, his eyes were clouded with mist, and he began to rummage through his universe bag, trying to find something to teach this person who deliberately pissed him off.

The second senior brother took a look, gave a light ah, blinked his eyes, and said innocently: "This Qiankun bag is made by me, Baiding Mountain. It can hold all things and has the effect of warding off evil spirits." It seems that I have a predestined relationship with fellow Taoists. "

Boy: "...you are sick!"

Second Senior Brother blinked: "Fellow Daoist, I'm not sick."

The sincerity of the tone made the boy completely speechless.

Lord Mojun suddenly became happy, and finally someone could feel his pain!

He almost laughed out loud.

The boy left in a huff, but they still entered the secret realm as they wished.

Although these pictures are different from Lord Demon Lord's imagination, they have fulfilled his dream anyway.

After going in... let's talk.

Lord Mojun walked forward in silence, watching these bouncing kids.

He was just about to remind them not to leave separately in the secret realm, lest they be poisoned by someone with a heart.

Unexpectedly, what came into view was a long plank road, and a wooden sign was erected at two steps, with several big and powerful characters engraved on the book:

Safety first!

Lord Demon Monarch: "..."

???

How is this going?

Lord Mojun's eyes went dark, and suddenly he felt that the warmth and nostalgia in his heart had completely disappeared.

Cheng Yu let out a wow, and said with emotion: "Since ancient times, there have been dangers everywhere in the secret realm, and everyone is at risk. I didn't expect that there are so many seniors in this world who don't care about fame and wealth, and only want peace of mind. , and specifically asked about safety... It's really admirable."

Lord Mojun forced a smile: "...Yes, it's really admirable." I admire him for being able to completely destroy his previous dreams.

If one day...he can meet this person, he must, well, well, take care of him.

A compass was placed in the distance to greet the owner of the secret realm who was coming to tell fortunes: "Ah Choo—"

Is someone trying to kill him?

Lord Mojun and these kids had a great time in this secret realm.

That's right, just play.

All the big and small places in the secret realm have been developed. The monks in charge only need to lead them in, give them the method of defeating the monsters, collect the spirit stones and give them their prizes, and that's the end of it.

By the way, you can also experience the seven-day tour of the secret place plus personal service, hot spring baths, free explanations, etc.

The scenery here is very good, Lord Mojun can still see some wild mandarin ducks talking about love outside from time to time, the woman yelled and threw herself on the man, the man with a confused smile cut off the monster with a knife, coaxing in a low voice Lover in arms.

At night, there are monster migration simulation conferences and bonfire parties. Bamboo sticks with monster meat are roasted on the fire. The smell of meat is mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, which is somewhat charming under the moonlight like water.

After seven days, Lord Mojun looked at the gift white rabbit slowly nibbling the fruit in his hand: "..." Actually, it seems to be okay.

The young man was knocking melon seeds outside the secret place. When he saw them coming out, he first snorted, then couldn't help but look at them, and said triumphantly, "Is this your first time here? Are you surprised? Haven't you seen it in other places?" Humph, we are the only ones with fully automated travel management, perfect travel route planning and experience, we guarantee that once you come here, you will want to come again..."

Everyone: "..." I don't understand.

Lord Mojun rubbed his chin thoughtfully, he remembered... There are many secret places in Xuanyuan Mountain... There are also many monsters in the barren land.

Maybe these Central Plains people are used to seeing the sights of the Central Plains' secret land, and they also want to see the scenery of the barren land?

The boy looked at him, and for some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He didn't know that his words inspired the rise and prosperity of tourism in the barren land in the future.

Because the people here don't even know what tourism is!

A time traveler thought optimistically.

Xu Qiruo is a time traveler.

He's humbled to be an uncool handyman.

Xu Qiruo, who has worked hard since childhood and is still in the foundation building stage, chose to be an ordinary salted fish.

To be a human being is to face your own waste.

It's normal that he can't be the protagonist. First, he is not a bitter young man with some blood feud, and second, he is not a noble son with a luxurious family background.

He is such an ordinary person.

But then one day, Xu Qiruo felt that he might not be ordinary.

It was cloudy and sunny that day, and the autumn air was crisp and the wheat was fragrant... No, he is a qualified person in the cultivation world, so he should say:

When is Chunhuaqiuyue, how much do you know about the past.

That's right.