The clouds rendered gray float gently, revealing half of the bright moon, and the stars in the sky are twinkling, dotted densely on the night sky. The foothills of the night are quiet, and occasionally the long howl of a lone wolf sounds.

In the quiet mountain village, the people in this yard have already fallen asleep. A short figure with webbed hands is standing on the window frame. Looking at the silver-gray starry sky, it is an unspeakable beauty.

It has no name, nor has it ever been named. Many, many years ago, it was just a little toad in a small puddle at a big mountain. If there was no moon like tonight and a girl I met by chance, perhaps even more like other similar people, after a few months, life will come to an end.

I don’t know when I gradually developed the consciousness of my own, and I fell in love with the girl who often came to the water puddle to talk alone. Later, the other party took less time.

It could only practice diligently while waiting for the other party to appear.

As my body grew bigger and passed many similar types, I slowly hid to the bottom of the puddle and continued to practice and wait.

After a long time, maybe for a while, it won’t count the time. I only remember the repetition of spring and winter. The first time in many years, I felt the smell of the girl passing through the road outside.

Unfortunately, my body was already very large at that time, and the tall trees would be knocked down by them. I could only hide in the mountains from afar, watching the long dragons on the road, carrying the sedan chair over.

The girl was very beautiful that day.

Unfortunately, I have no chance to have it.

Not long after, the hidden place was finally revealed by humans. Several young practitioners came, who might not be skilled in their skills, and were defeated by it and killed one of them.

Within three days, more monks came. They knew that they could not beat them, and if they stayed, they could only be killed by the other party. They left the puddle and became wandering toads.

In fact, demon cultivators will also swallow and absorb each other, or just meet the needs of food, fight hard, and understand the truth between the world. In order not to be killed or eaten, they can only lift themselves to a more terrifying level and absorb a few demon pills obtained from other demon cultivators. After countless years, they can gradually turn into human form.

The first thing that turns into a human form is to return to the puddle that I once stayed in. It has become a clear pool, a pavilion, and a luxurious temple stands not far away. The people who once drove away and killed have become the people who worship here.

One night, the toad spit out purple poisonous smoke, killing all the people in the temple in a dream, and a fire burned the entire temple to white ground.

The infamous reputation began to be far away and was called Ziyan Demon Dao, but it likes to call itself Zixing Daoist, and it wants to be a human being.

Because he wanted to see how the girl had been, but when he saw her, it was no longer the best time.

The girl turned into a woman, gave birth to two girls, and was beaten by her husband. When she saw her, she was already sinking into the river. I heard that she was stealing a man outside.

However, as soon as the woman died, the man asked someone to tell the matchmaker the next day that he would prepare to marry again.

The truth in the world has never changed.

The toad picked up the woman's body, picked it up from the bamboo cage, put on the big red dress she had seen from afar that day in the mountains, and worshiped the church in the mountains and became a relative.

Then, he built a tomb for the woman and carved the word "Love Wife".

Soon, he came to the town where the woman's ex-husband lived, and on the day when the other party was happy, some people said that the suona was an amazing instrument, and it was the only one that could be played from a happy event to a funeral.

The entire town was shrouded in the purple smoke, and countless people screamed in the poisonous smoke, turning into pools of thick water that filled his feet.

Since then, the Taoist monks who came to hear the news began to chase and kill, from the mountains to the west to the storks and rivers in the east. After losing their support, they began to eat monks and demon cultivators. As long as they dare to come, they would not let him go, and their cultivation became stronger and stronger. If they were given ten years, they might be able to reach the great demon in the Demon King stage.

However, a few years later, the behavior of devouring began to backfire. During his weakness, he also encountered a terrifying enemy. An old monk didn't know whether he met by chance that day or whether the other party knew his direction.

In that battle, there was only the old monk, with a thin body and pale beard, just like the angrily eyed Vajra in Buddhism, with one hand, a magic devil's seal method, and a golden purple gold bowl that made him unable to fight back. However, in this declining battle, he was hit by a purple gold bowl and escaped.

He rushed to this world with poisonous smoke, hid in a remote forest with no evil spirits and people who practice Taoism, and recovered from their injuries.

Later, I met a young man who was good at talent but had never seen many worldly people. If I gave the other party the cultivation of a demon cultivator and combined with the spiritual medicine I carried with me, it would be a great tonic. Although it could not be cured, at least it could recover part of it. This result would be the best.

The boy named 6 Liangsheng did not disappoint him. He could gather demonic power in just a few days. Unfortunately, he could not practice like that. Fortunately, he had a repulsive reaction, so he could come over and save him himself.

After everything is done, it’s time to enjoy your own achievements.

Then, things were somewhat expected. The original perfect plan was destroyed on a pair of inscriptions copied by the boy from somewhere. It was blessed with incense, which directly caused him to get hurt. The human shape disappeared and the original shape was revealed. The magic power he tried his best to maintain after the injury was gone.

Fortunately, during this period, the lies were restored. He deceived the innocent young man and died without being seen through. Of course, he was not worried that a small young man could kill him.

"After all, I'm close to the Demon King... gull."

The Taoist Zixing carried his hands on his back, raised his head and looked at a silver belt paved with stars in the dense night sky, thinking like this.

I also remembered many past events.

If you can't beat that old monk, you are incompetent, but if you fall into such a field, you are...

In the room, a slight snoring sounded, and the toad standing in the window frame turned his face slightly, and in his big eyes, a little scarlet spread and became fierce.

Then, he jumped down, stepped across the ground, and walked towards the sleeping figure on the wooden bed step by step.

"You ignorant young man, I was killed very much, how could you be like this..."

Climbing up onto the wooden bed, looking at the back lying on his side, the dense bumps behind him swayed slightly, as if they were about to break open. A little bit of dark purple appeared under his urging force.

Half a breath.

In the frog's eyes, the back lying on his side was muttering half a sentence, and he turned his body, and his back, which was as tall as his, enlarged his vision. The Taoist Zixing turned around and ran away.

Bang!

Pressing down, the heavy pressure squeezed the toad's mouth wide open, and its tongue ejected out, hanging on the bed.

"That mother..."

6 Liangsheng grinded his mouth and muttered in his dream: "Master, don't make trouble."
Chapter completed!