Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 14 The Monster Party
Feng Ping was killed, Chen Chuanwang explained for a long time, but the monster in front of him still thought he was a fork monster.

Go T's fork demon!

Why is the monster's brain circuit so outrageous?
This matter can't just be settled like this, Chen Chuanwang is going to go to Shuihu again to ask for clarification.

At noon, Chen Chuanwang, who was exhausted, pulled out the reclining chair and basked in the sun in the small yard.

He felt very tired, but he was also very energetic. He couldn't fall asleep, but he could rest with his eyes closed.

Here I have to introduce Chen Chuanwang's natural ability, inattention!
Chen Chuanwang seldom concentrates since he was a child, and pays special attention to one thing for a long time.

This is different from ordinary people. For example, a class lasts 40 minutes. Ordinary people can listen to two or three 10-minute classes, but Chen Chuanwang gets half of it.

The consequence of inattention is that it is easy to empty the brain and lose focus. In addition, the reaction to things is relatively slow, or it is simply not taken to heart.

When Chen Chuanwang first met a monster, he was shocked, but his performance was much more dull, largely because of this natural characteristic.

Now, the sound caused by the stinging insects bombards the ears every once in a while, and normal people will definitely not be able to bear it, and will definitely have a nervous breakdown after a long time.

Chen Chuanwang listened to the whole morning, but he was just a little irritable, especially when he closed his eyes and actively emptied his mind, this little irritability would disappear.

"It's time to eat." It was grandma's voice.

Chen Chuanwang opened his eyes and let out a breath: "Here we are."

He sat up and stretched.

Although he didn't fall asleep, he was in the countryside without being disturbed by anything, so the feeling of relaxing was also very good.

Suddenly, Chen Chuanwang felt his hands were wet.

Ok!

Nothing disturbs, this sentence has to be changed, the dog at home is too clingy.

Wiping Xiao Hei's drool on Xiao Hei's body, Chen Chuanwang pushed away the dog sticking out its tongue, stood up and walked into the living room.

Sauerkraut fish, eggplant roast pork, and tomato egg drop soup.

Grandpa took out a bottle of Kaifeng white wine from the cabinet, and took out a small cup. He poured himself half a cup, then raised his eyebrows at Chen Chuanwang: "Drink with me?"

"I don't know how to drink, so I'll replace it with milk."

Chen Chuanwang was not used to drinking wine, no matter what kind of wine he drank, he had a strange taste in his mouth, maybe it was the smell of horse urine that some people said.

Anyway, he couldn't drink the aroma of the wine, and what he could drink was unpalatable and nauseated.

Chen Chuanwang went into the kitchen and took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator. Grandma was about to go out with a small bowl of custard.

"Grandma, I'm coming."

He took the custard with one hand and supported grandma with the other.

"I was going to buy meat today, but your second master sent a black fish in the morning. I thought about it, and it's just right for making sauerkraut fish."

When the two of them were on the table, grandpa picked up a small piece of fish with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, chewed slowly and said, "This black fish weighs two catties, and it grows quite big."

The meat of black fish is firm, without many spines, and has an excellent taste.

Under the cover of homemade sauerkraut, the fishy smell of the fish itself can't be tasted at all, only a fresh smell.

Chen Chuanwang picked up a piece of fish: "Speaking of Second Lord... have those reporters left?"

"Let's go. After listening to your second master, I asked a little about the situation at that time, and then took a few photos."

Speaking of this, grandpa laughed and said, "Your second master originally thought it would be enough to fool around, but he didn't expect that after interviewing for more than an hour, he didn't catch many fish, and he was about to come back to cook, which made him angry."

The morning was not long. When Chen Chuanwang took the reporter to the sluice, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was about 10:30 in more than an hour. The son was not at home, and the second master must have come back to cook for himself.

After the meal, Chen Chuanwang volunteered to wash the dishes.

My grandparents don't have the habit of taking a nap. One rides a tricycle to play mahjong after eating, and the other sits in the yard basking in the sun after eating.

Chen Chuanwang must have taken a nap at ordinary times, but today he was too energetic.

Having nothing to do, he coded for a while, and after finishing two chapters, he directly published "Remembering the Demon" on the website.

At the beginning of the [-]-word novel, there was no sound at all, and Chen Chuanwang didn't bother to wait for the review.

I directly exited the author platform, and then opened the 3499 mini game.

He doesn't play games much, so there are no games installed on his computer, nor on his phone.

But to pass the time now, apart from novels, there are also games.

But just finished writing the novel, he really didn't want to read the novel, so the game became his first choice.

Randomly found a classic break-through game, Chen Chuanwang pressed the keyboard with one hand and clicked the mouse with the other, and started the game time with a blank expression.

After character deaths time after time, Chen Chuanwang broke the defense.

Why is this little broken game so difficult?
Outrageous!

Chen Chuanwang, who didn't believe in evil, sat upright and began to take this little game seriously.

Before he knew it, the sky darkened. Without checking any strategies, Chen Chuanwang managed to pass the seven levels. As for how many times he died, he couldn't remember.

"This game is not for me."

Chen Chuanwang moved his fingers. The reason why he doesn't like playing games is that the difficulty of some games is really disgusting.

I glanced at the time, it was still early.

But Chen Chuanwang didn't want to play this game anymore. He found a well-known stand-alone strategy game on the Internet. Almost all the short videos put two labels on this game-kill time and explode liver.

Chen Chuanwang is not afraid of these two labels, because he has plenty of time.

Spend a little money and start downloading this buyout game.

Because I am not at home, the wireless network at home is the worst kind. The network speed is not fast, and it takes a while to download games.

Hanging the download progress on the computer, Chen Chuanwang went downstairs, at this point it was time to prepare rice for the chickens and ducks.

After feeding the chickens and ducks, he took Xiao Hei at home for a stroll outside, had dinner at the end, and when he went upstairs again, the game was finished.

In the first game, Chen Chuanwang started a messy business development with an attitude of playing casually.

He stepped on one pit after another, drenched one river after another, and finally chose to restart the game.

It took him about another hour, and with the help of the strategy, he managed to create a perfect start.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Chuanwang saved his progress and came to the South Lake again under the moonlight.

The moonlight is sprinkled on the lake like water, and the criss-crossing tree shadows are distributed in the open space like twisted poisonous snakes.

A young man walked forward slowly without changing his expression.

Holding a basket in one hand and a flashlight in the other, he stepped steadily on the asphalt road.

The young man strode forward, and he could vaguely see the not-so-high sluice in his eyes.

But as time passed, he found something was wrong.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't take so long to walk. Logically speaking, there should be no voice at this time. Logically speaking, there is no door here!
Chen Chuanwang stopped, raised the flashlight, and shone on the unknown trees on both sides of the road. The two trees were about the same height, same thickness, and about the same size.

The branches of the two trees are intertwined, and the vines above are scattered, forming a door like a bead curtain.

Chen Chuanwang could vaguely see the light inside and hear the sound inside.

A cold wind blew, and the leaves made a rustling sound.

The moonlight was bright, illuminating the tree, and the curtain was pale.

Chen Chuanwang frowned, he didn't know whether to continue walking forward or turn around and leave.

At this time, he felt that his hands were empty, and he lost a little bit of confidence.

Neither forward nor backward, Chen Chuanwang directly put down the basket, took out the incense burner and placed it on the ground, lit sandalwood and inserted it, and placed the melon seeds and peanuts in front of him.

It doesn't matter whether it's a ghost or a demon in front of him, first call the water tiger to block it for a while.

The imaginary sound of water flowing did not appear, but the tree curtain in front of him was lifted.

The drunken Shuihu squinted his eyes and came out shaking his head. He stretched his neck and wriggled his nose.

When he walked out completely, he noticed that Chen Chuanwang was right in front of him.

"Hey? Boy from the Chen family, why are you here? Don't tell me you want to participate in the insect meeting?"

Chen Chuanwang relaxed his brows, and looked at Shuihu's appearance, it seemed that there was no danger.

"I came here for you, the Insect Society? Could it be related to the Sting Insects?"

Chen Chuanwang's thoughts turned.

"You came just in time, follow me, follow me." Shuihu grabbed Chen Chuanwang's wrist unreasonably, opened the tree curtain and walked in.

"Etc., etc!"

Chen Chuanwang didn't want to rush in so rashly, but Shuihu was so strong that he pulled him into the door with a sudden yank.

At the beginning, he was very narrow, and he was able to understand people. After walking dozens of steps, he suddenly became enlightened.

This is Chen Chuanwang's personal experience.

Compared with the brighter moonlight outside, behind the curtain, it can be said to be brightly lit.

Chen Chuanwang never expected that here, beside the South Lake, there would be a grand party belonging to monsters tonight!

(End of this chapter)