I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

I don’t feel like writing in my diary today.

Forget it, just fool around.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1573 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

The two shameless men reached a consensus on stealing the turtle on its back.

Tang Ji, the candidate god envoy, is becoming more and more unruly now.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it became like this after following Zhang Mo.

This is called those who are close to pigs are crazy, and those who are close to others are coquettish!

Two hours later, the Flying Bastard and the two of them finally arrived at their destination, a country that neither Zhang Mo nor Tang Ji knew.

The sky was gray, as if God's pants had fallen out.

But the two of them still saw the legendary Sanjie Mountain and the so-called "Eye of Heaven" from a distance.

Zhang Mo looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Pointing to the "Eye of Heaven", he said, "Is this God going to have diarrhea?"

Tang Ji said from the side: "Sect Master, don't say it so disgusting, okay?"

Zhang Mo ignored him and continued: "Look at those three mountains, do they look like a huge butt?"

Tang Ji couldn't listen anymore and turned his face to the other side.

Zhang Mo was still sighing.

"It's really a knife to pull the butt, it opened my eyes!"

After a while, the shield on the big turtle suddenly became transparent.

The next moment, both Zhang Mo and Tang Ji saw that they and the big turtle had become transparent.

Zhang Mo was even more shocked and shouted: "Did you see it, Tang Ji? This bastard can become invisible, it can become invisible. It must be brought back. With it, this sect leader will no longer need to buy paintings of beautiful women and will just sit down." It went to the bathhouse to see a real person!"

Tang Ji nodded repeatedly and said: "Sect Master, what you said is so damn right."

Slowly, the big turtle landed in the center of the city.

Outside it looks like a bustling city, streets, and magnificent palaces.

But in the innermost part of the palace is a countryside. Why is there a vegetable patch in the center of the city?

It's still surrounded, right in the middle of the palace.

Zhang Mo and Tang Ji couldn't understand either. After falling, the big turtle returned to its true form, and then turned to look at the two of them.

You can understand the meaning without asking, which is to tell them to get out of here quickly.

Zhang Mo and Tang Ji got off the turtle and looked around.

Take a deep breath, this place is filled with the rich fragrance of nature.

That’s right, it smells like shit!

It looks like it has just been fertilized!

I guess it’s probably artificial fertilizer!

Looking further ahead, Zhang Mo and Tang Ji both saw a small house.

An old man sitting on a wooden rocking chair at the door was fanning a cattail leaf fan.

Zhang Mo and Tang Ji immediately stepped forward.

Tang Ji whispered: "Sect Master, we are here, don't dare to talk nonsense anymore. The person in front of you is most likely the Master Envoy of Cang Dao!"

Zhang Mo nodded understandingly and said, "Don't worry, am I the one who speaks openly?"

Tang Ji thought to himself, if you weren't, who else would be.

But he didn't dare to say it.

Zhang Mo stepped forward to the old man, clasped his fists and saluted, "The new Pleiades envoy of the shrine has met the envoy!"

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Mo and Tang Ji and said, "Pig shit? What pig shit? You have it, you have it. Pig shit is fine too!"

As he spoke, the old man seemed about to pay.

Zhang Mo glared and said: "What a pig shit, I'm talking about the boss! Oh, boss, don't be joking. You don't want money, I don't want money, I'm not interested in money."

When the old man heard that he didn't want any money, he frowned and said, "No money? Selling pig shit for free, you deserve it. If you don't understand when you carry it, you are unlucky and finished!"

Zhang Mo was even more confused. There must be something wrong with the Cang Daoji master's brain.

Tang Ji also looked puzzled, but then he thought of something and immediately said in Zhang Mo's ear: "Sect Master, this should be a test for us."

Zhang Mo replied: "Test? Are all the current chiefs so perverted? Do you still need to test? Even the Demon Sect has never played like this."

Tang Ji said: "It's good that big people have quirks. Let's play with him, sect master!"

Zhang Mo was speechless, but he still reached out and took the money from the old man.

Well, it’s still copper.

With so few coins, pig shit can’t even buy a few kilograms.

"Okay, after collecting the money, hurry up and fertilize!"

The old man said to Zhang Mo and Tang Ji.

"Fertilizing?"

Zhang Mo looked at Tang Ji again.

Tang Ji's face almost wrinkled into a ball.

"Sect Master, test, remember the test!"

Zhang Mo pushed Tang Ji into the field and said, "Then you go first. Let's fertilize!"

Tang Ji immediately realized that this was asking him to poop in public.

Under the gaze of Zhang Mo and the old man, Tang Ji turned his back and started to release the water!

Zhang Mo tilted his head and glanced at it and said, "You're not fat enough, so get a big one!"

Tang Ji gritted his teeth in grief and anger, and then started to pull down his pants.

Tests are all tests for adults!

The old man was even more puzzled and said: "Isn't it pig shit? You can't do this, adults will not like it."

Zhang Mo grasped the key words keenly, turned around and asked: "Sir? What master? Which master?"

The old man said: "Of course it's Cang Daoji, Master Cang."

Zhang Mo's eyes widened and he said, "You are not Master Cang Daoji. Then who are you?"

The old man said: "I am Old Man Wang, Master Cang asked me to come and see the garden. Look, that is Master Cang!"

The old man raised his head and pointed.

Zhang Mo and his pants were half taken off. Tang Ji looked at a figure floating towards him in astonishment.

The skin on the body is in the shape of a nail and is still changing slowly. More importantly, this figure has red hair, which is exactly the same as the red hair of the turtle just now.

Green clothes, willow waist, middle-aged lady, beautiful and enchanting.

Well……

Zhang Mo and Tang Ji took a deep breath.

The visitor calmly said: "Old Wang, you should go back early today. I will do the rest!"

"Okay, sir!"

Old man Wang hummed a mountain song and left.

Zhang Mo was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

Tang Ji silently pulled up his pants. Good guy, he couldn't pull them out. He was almost scared out of his pants.

The three of them stared at each other, the breeze blew by, and the scene was really awkward.

After a moment, Zhang Mo took the lead and said: "Cang... that Cangjijiji."

"Cang Daoji, not Zang Jiji. You can call me Master Cang, or Aunt Cang!"

Aunt Cang corrected Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo nodded and said: "Master Cang, you have become a bastard, so green!"

It was rare for Sect Master Zhang to flatter him.

But obviously, these were not slapped on the horse's legs, but directly on the horse's eggs.

Aunt Cang stared at Zhang Mo and Tang Ji and said, "You two are just here to poop!"

Tang Ji waved his hands repeatedly, and then stood silently behind Zhang Mo.

This is called the sect master taking the first step if something goes wrong!

When the sky fell, the sect leader was killed first.

Zhang Mo replied: "Master Cang, this is a misunderstanding. Believe me, it is really a misunderstanding."

Aunt Cang said: "Really? How can I hear you two talking like a bastard and drugging me? The demon cultivators are not as ruthless as you two! Explain to me."

Zhang Mo almost turned red.

Finally, Zhang Mo held back a sentence and said: "Master Cang, the weather is really nice today!"