When Fang Yi lived on the mountain, he lived a life of learning and practicing almost year after year, and then went to the mountains to cook some wild game and chop some firewood. Before he was seven or eight years old, he didn't know what the New Year was.

Because every Chinese New Year is filled with heavy snow, there are only two people in the depths of Fangshan, and the people in the village outside will enter the mountain at the end of March, so Fang Yi has never heard of things related to the Chinese New Year from Fatty and Sanpao.

Fang Yi first learned about the New Year. He heard it from the radio that the fat man gave him. Fang Yi was almost ten years old at that time. Listening to the live Spring Festival Gala on the radio, Fang Yi became interested in the world outside the mountain for the first time.

Compared with the old Taoist priests who were drinking with peanuts in Fangshan in previous years, Fang Yi was undoubtedly much happier at this time. The beef cut on the table, the roast chicken brought by the teacher's house, and the salted duck that Zhao Hongtao asked the driver to bring. The dishes on the table were extremely generous.

"Why do you feel what's wrong?"

After taking a sip of wine, Fang Yi shook his head in confusion. Fang Yi had no high requirements for material things. Although he lives in a new house and drank the good wine that his master could not afford before, Fang Yi couldn't be happy no matter how he felt. It seemed that he was not as happy as he had lived on the mountain with his master.

"Brother Yi, we are all short of something..." After drinking the Chinese medicine that Fang Yi made in the morning, Si Yuanjie's condition improved a lot. Although he was still a little unable to exert his strength, his actions were already unhindered.

"What is missing?" Fang Yi looked at Si Yuanjie after hearing this.

"Family love!"

Si Yuanjie took a sip of the slightly mellow and permed rice wine, and his eyes were a little red. "Brother Yi, the family should be reunited during the Chinese New Year and stay with his parents and relatives. We... we are both children who are no one to care for. I can make money now, but... my parents can't see it..."

As the saying goes, every holiday, Si Yuanjie is still a big child. Thinking of his deceased parents and grandfather, he couldn't help but cry. The feeling of wanting to raise his seeds but not waiting for him made Si Yuanjie very sad.

"Yuanjie, stop crying. Why have you lived with your parents for more than ten years? I don't even know who my parents are..."

Hearing Si Yuanjie's words, Fang Yi's heart was loose, and he patted Si Yuanjie's shoulder. Fang Yi picked up the wine glass and drank the wine inside. But for some reason, Fang Yi felt that the taste of this wine was very special, it was a bitterness that he had never experienced before.

"Brother Yi, then we will depend on each other in the future?" Si Yuanjie looked at Fang Yi with swollen eyes. What's wrong with that, since his grandfather passed away, this was the first time he found the feeling of home in Fang Yi, and the fat man Sanpao was like his own relatives.

Fang Yi didn't like this kind of sad atmosphere very much. He shook his head and said half jokingly and half seriously: "Who is dependent on you? If you find a girlfriend in the future, you may run away faster than anyone else..."

"That's different. Even if you find a girlfriend and get married in the future, you will be my relatives!" Si Yuanjie said firmly.

"Then you have to find it first. Before you fall in love, you will practice martial arts and work hard for me, do you know?"

Fang Yi smiled and hit Si Yuanjie on the shoulder. In fact, he was still looking forward to Si Yuanjie in his heart. As long as Si Yuanjie could break through to the realm of refining Qi and transforming into gods, there would be another companion on Fang Yi's path of cultivation.

"Brother Yi, don't worry, I will do it well!" Si Yuanjie nodded vigorously.

"If you don't understand anything you don't know when you are practicing, please ask me. OK. After drinking this little wine, hurry up and go to bed. I'll go out..."

Fang Yi smiled and shook his head. When talking about cultivation, he wondered if he wanted to call his elder brother. Since he returned to Jinling, he had only contacted Peng Bin two or three times in total, and he had never contacted him once these days when he went to Jin Province.

"Brother Yi, where are you going so late?" Si Yuanjie looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. However, as the Chinese New Year approached, some adults and children were setting off firecrackers downstairs, which was quite lively.

"I'll go to your brother Man's house to take a look..."

Fang Yi walked into the living room and carried a box of wine and took some other things, saying, "This time an old brother came back from Myanmar with me, and lived in Brother Man. When you turn around, you can be a companion. Well, when you are in good health, I will introduce you to you first..."

Fang Yi always felt that there was something else he hadn't done. I thought that Peng Bin only thought about it after he walked around and gave New Year gifts to others, but forgot Hu Lizhi, who came back from Myanmar, compared to himself, Hu Lizhi, who once had a family but could only stay away from his hometown, is afraid that he will feel even more uncomfortable at this moment?

However, Fang Yi was obviously wrong. After he opened the yard door and entered the living room of the house, he found a hot pot and a table of side dishes on the sofa coffee table opposite the living room. Comrade Lao Hu was having a lot of fun.

"Fang Yi, when did you come back?"

Hearing the movement from the door of the house, Hu Lizhi saw Fang Yi, who was covered with snowflakes, and quickly stood up, but there was a shadow faster than him. Almost as Fang Yi pushed the door, a golden light shot towards the direction of the door.

"Demon King, are you awake?" With Fang Yi's eyesight, he could not see the lightning-like shadow in the air, but Fang Yi knew that this figure must be the little devil king undoubtedly.

"Squeak..."

After landing on Fang Yi's shoulder, the little devil stretched out his claws and kept gestured at Fang Yi. Compared to before entering deep sleep, the little devil's body was a little bigger, and the faded hair grew out again. The big furry tail looked very cute.

"Aren't I busy now? OK, okay, I'm wrong, right?"

Seeing the little devil constantly venting his dissatisfaction on his hair with his claws, Fang Yi quickly raised his hand to beg for forgiveness. Although the little guy in front of him was just an animal, Fang Yi felt that he was in harmony with it, especially when the little devil woke up this time, Fang Yi felt that he could feel its thoughts.

It can be said that in Fang Yi's current little devil king, except that he can't speak, is no different from a seven or eight-year-old child in his feelings. Moreover, he is extremely human, and his eyes that are like gems can convey a lot of meaning.

"Let me see, nothing is wrong?"

Fang Yi put down the New Year's goods in his hand, reached out to grab the little devil, let it stand in his palm, and carefully checked from top to bottom, then he breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Yi couldn't tell what happened to the little devil.

"It's blaming you for running around and not bringing it with you..." Hu Lizhi stood up and greeted him with a look of jealousy on his face. "This little guy is just kissing you. I feed it delicious food and drink all day long, and he doesn't want to come to me!"

It took three or four days for the little devil to wake up. Hu Lizhi was really serving it like serving his ancestors, but the little guy still looked ignorant of him. He occasionally communicated with him for a few words, and told Hu Lizhi what he wanted to eat.

The hot pot today is what the little devil wants to eat. The side dishes on that table were bought by Hu Lizhi for the little devil. One of the plates of pine nuts was bought by Hu Lizhi after traveling to seven or eight supermarkets.

"Brother Hu, you... can you really understand the little devil's words?" Fang Yi looked at Hu Lizhi in surprise. He had only heard Peng Bin talk about it before, but seeing it with his own eyes was another matter. Fang Yi was still a little shocked.

"Yes, but the little guy is not willing to pay attention to me..." Hu Lizhi said with a depressed look: "I trained animals for my whole life, and only it can fully express its meaning, but it is unwilling to communicate with me!"

Speaking of this, Hu Lizhi looked helpless. Although he firmly believed that animals were psychic, Hu Lizhi had only seen the little devil king, but Hu Lizhi used to treat other animals in the past, but it was not very useful to deal with the little devil king.

"Zhizhi..." The little devil ignored Hu Lizhi at all, but pointed to the hot pot on the table and screamed at Fang Yi a few times.

"It asked you to eat hot pot..." Hu Lizhi translated a sentence to Fang Yi and said with a wry smile: "When you didn't come just now, I could only boil some vegetables to eat. The meat is all its, and I won't let it touch..."

"Haha, Brother Hu, have you been defeated by animals for a day?"

Seeing Hu Lizhi's frowning look, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing, but just as he was about to walk over, he saw two small black shadows suddenly popping out from under the coffee table. After a closer look, they were two puppies.

"Hmm? Brother Hu, the little puppy you raised doesn't seem to welcome me very much?"

Fang Yi looked at him intently and found that these two puppies, who were two or three months old, were baring their teeth at this time. Compared with ordinary puppies who only know how to hide when they see people, these two puppies are obviously much more courageous.

"Squeak..."

Before Hu Lizhi could reply, the little devil had already jumped off Fang Yi. His little paw slapped a puppy's head and immediately beat the puppy to the ground, making a whimpering sound, and the other one quickly hid back under the coffee table.

"Okay, for them, the little devil's words are better than me, it's a pity that my two puppies..."

Seeing this scene in front of him, Hu Lizhi smiled bitterly. These two puppies were purebred American bullfighting terriers that Hu Lizhi spent a lot of money to get, which is commonly known as pit bulls. This kind of dog has been brave and fierce since childhood, but in front of the little devil, he was obedient.

Hu Lizhi even had some doubts whether the two bullfighting terriers, which were suppressed by the little devil, could be trained when they grew up, because only the kind of dog fighting that dared to fight desperately when they saw lions and tigers was the dog king who could kill all directions in the dog fighting field.

"Brother Hu, you will open a pet shop in the future and not a dog fighting field. Why do you raise such a fierce dog?" Hearing Hu Lizhi's words, Fang Yi couldn't help but shake his head. The city is not as good as the countryside, and it is not suitable to raise such large dog fighting. If it bites a person, it is a very troublesome thing.

"These two are just for you to keep, and I will help you take care of the house in the future..." Hu Lizhi pointed to the two puppies and said, "I know you have gotten a lot of good things from Peng Bin. When they grow up, they will take care of the house for you. I promise no thieves dare to enter your house."

The name Hu Lizhi, the dog king, is not only because he runs a dog fighting field, but because many wealthy people from all over the world will give their pets to Hu Lizhi for training, and the breed is not limited to dogs.

If others knew that Hu Lizhi was specifically raising animals for Fang Yi, they would definitely be envious. For example, a crown prince in Arabia spent 5 million US dollars to ask Hu Lizhi to help him train two black panthers. This was just the cost of training, and the rest of the expenses were borne by the crown prince.
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