But even so, the terrifying aura alone almost drove him to pieces.

"ひぃぃぃ! Fear of ろしい! Yazai butterfly!!"

With a scream, the mighty Great Tengu immediately revealed its true form and turned into a big black dog, crawling on the ground with a general cry.

If it wasn't just a spirit body, it would have been scared to death by now.

Isn't this a joke? I thought I was finally free and was about to have a feast, but when I came out, all the gods and bosses were in front of me. What a joke.

Looking at the big black dog lying on the ground, Ding Xiaoyi shouted towards the kitchen: "Mr. Chen, how about we have dog meat pot for lunch?"

Hearing this, the Great Tengu shed tears. He was a Tengu, the most powerful among the eight hundred gods of the Japanese country, but he was reduced to food.

It wanted to resist, but the existence in front of it was too powerful.

Even the legendary Buddha is here, crushing yourself to death is no different than crushing an ant to death.

Mr. Chen poked his head out of the kitchen to take a look and shook his head: "It's too thin, it's all bones and no meat."

Once upon a time, the majestic Daitengu would never have imagined that one day he would hear someone despise him like this. Instead of being angry, he would feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

Looking at Mr. Chen, he regarded him as a benefactor.

"Then just keep it as a means of transportation for Ding Peng. This thing is a dragon-level low-grade one after all."

Liao Qiu glanced at the big black dog and said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"What the hell, a low-grade dragon-level dog??" When he heard this, he saw that it was indeed a low-grade dragon-level dog, but the aura was too weak. Without careful inspection, he couldn't find that the dog was still a low-grade dragon-level dog.

A low-level dragon-level dog is quite rare, and it would be good to be a bodyguard for your son.

but……

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the big black dog lying on the ground. Considering how this guy wanted to eat them just now, he really didn't feel comfortable giving this thing to Ding Peng.

After all, Ding Peng is still just a child.

"If you're worried, let it eat this."

The old man noticed his concerns, and after rummaging around in the bamboo basket for a while, he took out two pills. After opening them, he found two different pills, one red and one blue.

The red pill has the word "Master" written on it, and the blue pill has the word "Slave" written on it.

The old man took out the blue pill and threw it to the big black dog: "Eat it!"

Knowing that the thing thrown at him was definitely not a good thing, but there was no room for bargaining for the big tengu, he hurriedly rolled his tongue and swallowed the pill into his stomach. At the end, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to let everyone confirm that he had eaten it.

Already.

"Ding Peng!!"

The bad old man waved his hand towards the upstairs, motioning for Ding Peng to come downstairs, and handed him the red pill. His face was wrinkled and he looked uglier than crying. He didn't say what it was.

, only said:

"It's a bit bitter, do you want to eat it?"

"Master, you often say that you can become a master only if you endure the most hardships. Master, if you give us hardships and your disciples don't eat them, wouldn't they be living up to the master's good intentions?"

Ding Peng said, grabbing the pill and stuffing it into his mouth.

The bad old man was so coaxed by Ding Peng's words that his face was full of peach blossoms, and his mouth was so happy that it reached the back of his head. His proud eyes made the fat man next to him full of envy and jealousy.

Although he secretly teaches this kid Buddhism every time, according to the agreement, he can only officially join Fatty's disciple after Ding Peng turns eighteen, so he is not considered Ding Peng's master yet.

Ding Xiaoyi watched from the side and thought to himself: "My son is really becoming more and more evil. He is only three years old. His ability to flatter others is ten thousand times better than that bitch Wangcai."

After Ding Peng frowned and ate it, he bowed respectfully to the old man: "Thank you, Master, for the treasure."

"Hey, hey, hey, OK, OK, this dog will be your mount from now on. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, let the dog bite him, but you are not allowed to use it to bully others."

"I will obey Master's instructions."

Ding Peng's well-behaved appearance made the bad old man so happy. To recruit a disciple in Taoism, the master usually looks for a disciple. It is not difficult to find a talented and intelligent disciple, but it is very difficult to find a well-behaved, sensible and talented disciple.

.

Fortunately, Ding Peng almost perfectly matched the bad old man's image of a good disciple in every aspect.

The big tengu looked at Ding Peng blankly, wailing in his heart, he was a noble big tengu, how could he become the mount of a little kid.

Not as high as pets??

Ding Xiaoyi took off the ring and handed it to Ding Peng: "Choose a name! Don't call it Xiaobai, Xiaohei can do anything."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of the black cat Xiao Hei, and he didn't know how this guy was doing now.
Chapter completed!