My practice narration is weird

In the scorched earth of Beiyuan, a demon stood in front of a small hill, looking into the distance with gloomy eyes, carefully identifying the direction.

Wolf head and body.

But it is a great demon that has gone to the four realms and transformed.

His name is Three Wolves.

As the name suggests, the three wolves are wolves.

The three wolves are also a wolf demon.

He is called Sanlang because he is the third cub born to his wolf mother.

"Donor, the young monk is hungry."

The words came, which made the little three wolves look back impatiently, and then continued to walk on the vast scorched earth.

Behind him was a young monk.

"Donor, the young monk is hungry."

"Donor, the young monk is very hungry..."

Nagging voices kept coming from behind, lingering in his ears.

Beiyuan is already very dangerous now, and there are still people making noises in my ears.

How do you say this in ancient human terms? He, the monk chants sutras?

The three wolves' emotions became more and more volatile, and they roared lowly.

"Ouch...I know, I know, I'll be there soon."

"Is there anything to eat when we get there?"

"Some are wailing."

The little monk got a response and finally stopped nagging him. He just clasped his hands together and followed the wolf demon step by step.

The wolf demon also had to slow down a little.

It was clearly a desolate northern plain, filled with dust and scorched earth, but the golden cassock on the little monk's body was not stained at all.

Looking over, the three wolves were slightly surprised, but then they calmed down.

This little monk couldn't feel the presence of Qi in his body.

The mortal body is just an ordinary human being.

Half a day ago, this young monk appeared unexpectedly in Beiyuan and was met by him.

He opened his mouth and said to him, "I'm so hungry."

This is a human being.

A living person.

The three wolves did not go to the war.

Therefore, he has never seen a human being in his life, and he has only heard of their delicious food in the legends of his ancestors.

He had murderous intentions at that time and decided to add another meal.

But for no reason, after seeing this young monk, a very strange emotion arose in his heart.

How to describe this feeling?

The emotion is like meeting your beloved little she-wolf in the past.

This was really weird, because the little monk had a strange charm for some reason, which made the three wolves hesitate.

Out of this emotion, the three wolves did not eat him at that time, but decided to take the young monk back to the clan.

Everyone eats together.

Today, there is no food in Beiyuan.

He is a great demon of the Four Realms, but his people are not.

The demon definitely wants to eat people.

Except for the group of alien foxes in Qingqiu, they have the habit of running to human cities since ancient times. After transforming, they also thought about how to become beautiful people.

Other demons have no good impressions of people.

People know how to eat meat. They kill pigs, sheep, cows, roast chicken, steam duck, pickle rabbit heads, grill fish...

Damn it, those are all unenlightened compatriots.

Full of sin.

Among humans, it is customary to define a monster that does not kill people as a good monster.

They even tamed 'demon', called spiritual beasts, signed unequal life and death contracts, and worked as cattle and horses for people.

Every time he heard such rumors, the three wolves wanted to laugh.

But there's nothing we can do about it, after all, people have big fists now.

Even the foxes in Qingqiu who kept in contact with that group of humans were much richer than the monsters like them who could only squeeze in the barren and scorched earth.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the demon clan has always been able to stay in this desolate northern plain, unable to cross the human city.

The three wolves had thoughts in their eyes.

When did this situation begin to change?

Yes, since three years ago, a great big man walked out of the glacier that should have been uninhabited at the northernmost tip of the Northern Plains.

Things started to change since then.

The demon clans that were originally fighting each other were easily integrated by the other party. The most powerful demon king in the past was easily killed by the other party under countless gazes, and there was no sound at all.

The hostility and hatred of different races among the demon clans all disappeared under the suppression of each other.

After that, there is Qingqiu...

Qingqiu also died, and no matter how hard the Sky Fox, who was said to have surpassed the Demon Emperor, tried his best, nothing could be changed.

No one knows why the big man did this and for what purpose.

But it doesn't matter.

Everything has changed.

They got Qingqiu, got countless treasures, got countless treasures from those demon foxes, and got their own clan territory...

Each demon got their share.

But it's not enough, far from it.

Greed has no end.

The crowd of monsters was so angry that they finally moved towards the human city and decided to target Dayan.

The three wolves felt that everyone was a bit scary, and he was not used to such a fanatical scene.

For some reason, he did not go to the front line, but stayed at home in the rear area.

After all, the demon soldiers on the front line are only responsible for killing the enemy, but he needs to consider a lot of logistics.

After a year of fighting, something finally changed two months ago.

Thinking of this, the three wolves couldn't help but tremble inside.

I don't know if it's because I can't attack for a long time and my progress is too slow, or because of something else.

All dead.

The dead demon reappeared on the soil and began to kill the remaining living demons.

The speed of killing was extremely terrifying.

Those demons that have come back from the dead are stronger, more numerous, and have unlimited energy.

The demon race knows very little about the forbidden formation. Except for some races with innate magical powers and forbidden formations, most of the others can only fall and die in the endless slaughter.

Then stand up again and join the slaughter.

How many demons are still alive in the entire Beiyuan now?

Sanlang doesn't know.

Fortunately, he has some special features, but he can only save some tribesmen, and now hide with his tribesmen.

One person and one demon walked a little distance like this.

There is a canyon in front.

In the canyon is where Sanlang's tribe is now hiding.

When approaching the canyon, Sanlang hesitated, frowned and asked the little monk a question.

"You human, don't you know that I am a demon?"

"I know." The little monk put his hands together.

The wolf demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a little murderous intent in his words.

"Then why are you not afraid of me?"

"If it were a human, of course I would be afraid of the donor."

The wolf demon was slightly stunned by this.

What do you mean, if you are not a human, what are you?

As if sensing what the wolf demon was thinking, the little monk said softly.

"I am a Buddha. In my eyes, donors, people, and all living things in the world are the same."

"What is Buddha? Isn't he a human?" The wolf demon had doubts in his eyes.

His knowledge was relatively broad among the demons. At least he had heard that there were stinky Taoist priests who liked to use palm thunder to hit people among the human race, and he also knew that there were a group of bald monks.

Buddha is the boss of monks, like the master of all demons.

"Buddha is not human." said the little monk.

"Then is Buddha a demon?" asked the wolf demon.

"Demons can be Buddhas." The little monk pondered.

The wolf demon touched his head. This didn't sound any different to him, but why did he feel something was wrong when he thought about it carefully?

It was the first time for him to understand a human being through verbal communication, even though the other party was a monk.

Although the monk would soon become a meal, the wolf demon did not recommend asking more questions from the other party.

"If a demon can be a Buddha, then I am also a demon. Can I become a Buddha?" asked the wolf demon.

The little monk did not speak, but raised his head slightly, staring at the wolf demon for a few seconds.

The little monk's mouth showed a curve.

"Donor, you have wisdom." The little monk said so.

The wolf demon frowned, he did not understand the other party's words.

And he did not like the other party's eyes...

"Donor, are we there?" The little monk nodded slightly.

The words interrupted the wolf demon's thoughts.

"Ah, yes, we are here." The wolf demon nodded.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. The wolf demon no longer hesitated and turned to walk into the canyon.

The entrance was covered by bushes. The wolf demon carefully opened it and then walked into a dark and damp cave.

The moment he stepped into the cave, seven or eight eyes suddenly looked over, and there was a low roar like a threat.

"Hey, it's me." The three wolves said.

Seeing that it was the three wolves, those eyes immediately eliminated their vigilance and turned into joy and expectation.

"Three wolves, do you have any food..."

"What's going on outside..."

"Did you meet other members of the tribe?"

All of these wolf monsters were skinny and could not transform like Three wolves.

Obviously, they were all monsters below the fourth realm.

In today's Beiyuan, they can survive because of Three wolves.

Every time Three wolves encountered danger, they could almost predict it and lead them to avoid it and save them from desperate situations.

Faced with the questions of this group of tribesmen, Three wolves nodded, and then glanced to one side.

He moved away, revealing the little monk behind him.

The little monk stood in the muddy and wet cave with a calm look, and whispered to the group of wolf monsters in front of him.

"Donors, I'm hungry, is there anything I can eat?"

Three wolves didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually became gloomy, looking at the little monk.

And the eyes of the other wolf monsters, the moment they saw the little monk, suddenly shone from the dimness.

"It's a human, this is a human..." This is his elder.

"Sanlang, you are so amazing, you can even bring back a human..." This is his good brother.

"Brother Sanlang is the best..." This is his favorite little female wolf.

The little female wolf has a tuft of red hair on her head, and Sanlang usually calls her Little Red Lady.

Seven or eight wolf demons immediately pounced on the little monk and surrounded him.

"Don't, don't, don't rush to bite, let me see, this is a human, I haven't seen it yet..."

"Yes, yes, yes, take a good look first..."

Listening to the tribesmen talking in a flurry, Sanlang smiled, and the fatigue in his heart also dissipated a little.

But at this time, the little monk's voice came, with some questions.

"Donor, didn't you say that there would be food when you arrived?"

Tsk.

Sanlang chuckled, with a faint light in his eyes.

"Yes, I was right, when you arrive, we will have food."

"Is that so."

What else can it be?

Sanlang just stood alone, watching this scene quietly.

After all, such a stupid monk alone was not enough for the tribe.

It was just because he was a human that he attracted the tribe's attention and curiosity.

But gradually... Sanlang felt something was wrong.

Because under his gaze, seven or eight wolf demons just surrounded the little monk, grinning hoarsely, with fanaticism in their eyes.

But none of them took a bite.

"Why don't you eat it?" Sanlang asked.

Don't worry about the taste at this time.

No one answered him.

But perhaps his words made the tribesmen think of something. After a moment of hesitation, a wolf demon opened its mouth and swallowed the little monk directly.

"Awoo..."

The next moment, the wolf demon knelt down and struggled on the ground.

Another wolf demon on the side bit its companion's back fiercely at this moment.

"It's mine, this man can only be mine."

Other wolf demons wanted to open their mouths, but they were also bitten by the tribesmen on the side.

They refused to give in to each other.

They all wanted to monopolize.

"What are you doing!" The three wolves were angry.

He picked up several tribesmen in one hand, then threw them aside and threw them against the wall.

He didn't have much strength.

He thought that this fall would make them sober up.

But something he didn't expect happened.

Seven or eight tribesmen turned back at this moment, and looked at him with sinister eyes.

"You are crazy, I am your king! I brought the food back! How dare you attack me?"

Three wolves were a little bit surprised for a moment.

But no one could respond to him.

What responded to him was the wolf demon's flying bite.

The king should not be insulted.

He subconsciously wanted to split the head with his force, but saw a tuft of red hair on the wolf demon's head.

Three wolves were stunned and just blocked it with his hands.

Looking at the little red wolf biting him, the three wolves' eyes were a little confused.

He didn't understand what was going on.

He looked up and looked at the little monk who was protected by the wolf pack.

The little monk looked calm at this moment, sitting cross-legged on the muddy ground, with his hands clasped together, looking pious.

He looked at the inexplicable fanaticism in the eyes of the tribesmen again.

He finally understood where the strange charm came from before.

"You beast!"

Three wolves roared, then threw away the little red wolf in his hand, took a big step, and directly stretched out his hand to hit the little monk's head.

Blood splattered everywhere.

But the rest of the tribesmen went crazy at this moment, rushing towards his fist and blocking the blow for the little monk.

Sanlang's eyes showed grief and anger. He knew that the tribesmen were bewitched by this monk.

But at least, now he wanted to kill this monk.

The little monk did not dodge, but just whispered.

"Donor, I am really hungry."

Then, he suddenly opened his mouth, the corner of his mouth cracked, and his eyes calmly swallowed Sanlang.

His right arm was broken and his tendons were dislocated.

Sanlang stumbled back, with horror in his eyes.

At this moment, he noticed the difference in the aura of this monk.

The broken right arm was bitten by the little red wolf. He looked down and saw that the other party's eyes no longer had the love and admiration for him in the past, but an inexplicable fierceness and gloom.

The little monk stood up from his cross-legged position at this moment and walked towards Sanlang step by step.

The bodies of the tribe members were scattered all over the ground. The only remaining little red wolf was biting itself madly. The monk was even more unreasonable.

There was grief and anger in the eyes of the three wolves, but that was all.

"How can you be a human? You are the most dangerous totem. You are obviously weird, why do you have a human body!"

"Donor, you are confused. I am obviously a Buddha."

The little monk was puzzled.

He just came to beg for alms.

It was obvious that the wolf demon in front of him also had the Buddha's legacy. Just like that donor Ye, give him some of the legacy that he didn't eat.

Why didn't he give it?

Is it that there is no?

It would be fine if there is no, why did you hurt him?

The little monk didn't understand.

But the three wolves had made his choice.

The only remaining arm pierced his own chest and crushed his soul.

But it was suicide.

Pain swept everything, but the three wolves' eyes were still sinister.

He died.

But everything has changed.

There was a flash of enlightenment and surprise in the eyes of the little monk.

It was still the same cave.

But inside the cave, all the blood had disappeared.

There was no trace of the three wolves, nor the little monk.

The little red wolf lay on the ground, skinny, but staring at the cave entrance.

"Why hasn't Brother Three Wolf come yet?"