sinovels Chapter 10 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 10
Chapter 10 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 10
The more Jiang Zuo thought about it, the more sad he felt. He lowered his head with tears in his eyes: a lonely little squirrel without fur, what's the difference from running naked?
362 bluntly said: But you are also running around naked.
Jiang Zuo: "..." You bastard, shut up for me! ! !
Jiang Zuo raised his head, and in the blink of an eye he regained that lovely and pitiful face. His black agate-like eyes were full of tears, and he persevered in persuading the Buddha: As long as you are willing to save him, the price is up to you. Open, I am ok.
362: "..." The Buddha didn't want to talk and even wanted to beat you to the ground.
Jiangzuo hadn't negotiated with the Buddha on the conditions for saving the monks, but was snatched away by Qingchi who came over without saying a word.
The holy monk's face was cold, and he pressed the squirrel dumpling with short limbs to kneel on the futon beside him, and listened to the people chanting sutras and chanting Buddha for morning class.
A little squirrel, the futon is so big. From a distance, it looks like someone has put a soft jujube-flavored glutinous rice dumpling in the middle of the futon.
Poor Jiang Zuo drooped his two little ears, bowed his head and knelt on the futon, his small figure cast a lonely shadow on the big futon, that solitary figure looked pitiful and helpless.
Jiang Zuo comforted himself: Be a Buddhist squirrel, don't fight or grab every day, just eat fast and chant Buddha, when the time comes, the holy monk will naturally be saved.
Soon, all the monks gathered in the hall, and the sandalwood burning in the incense burner curled up, lingering around them like purple clouds, and the deep Sanskrit sound of chanting the Heart Sutra echoed in the hall.
Jiang Zuo, who promised to be a Buddhist squirrel, has already said hello.
After the morning class, the monks got up and went to the Zhaitang.The holy monk raised his eyelids, his silver eyes glowed faintly, clear and clear, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the squirrel fat ball on the futon beside him.
I saw that Squirrel Tuanzi, who was supposed to kneel obediently and reflect on himself, at this time, although his lower body was still kneeling, his upper body had already collapsed on the futon.Its big fluffy tail was rolled up to the front and used as a pillow. Its bulging cheeks, which seemed to be stuffed with food, were pressed against the tail, squeezed flat and even deformed. Its slightly opened mouth A small bubble was blown out, revealing two small front teeth.
The holy monk's cloud sleeves moved slightly, and used the wide sleeve corners to block the little squirrel in an indecent sleeping position. The cuffs touched the bubbles blown by the squirrel while sleeping, and made a subtle sound of bubble bursting, "Boom."Qingchi closed his eyes, and the morning breeze came through the hall, blowing away the lingering purple smoke in the hall, and the layered snow-colored robe corners of the holy monk spread out in all directions, like a silently blooming holy lotus.
Everyone was suffocated, and they couldn't help slowing down and leaving quietly, not daring to disturb.
After everyone in the hall dispersed, Qing Chi took back his sleeves, stared straight at Jiang Zuo, stretched out his fingers, and lightly touched the paws that were pressed under the fluffy body by the squirrel .
Jiang Zuo curled up his ass and hummed twice.
In the cold silver eyes of the holy monk, an extremely faint and almost nonexistent smile gradually appeared.
[Congratulations to the host!The holy monk's excrement shovel value +10! 】
Um?Awakened by the system's notification sound, Jiang Zuo dazedly opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his small paws, and sat up.
Confusedly looking around the empty surroundings, Jiang Zuo was in a daze: Finished reading?Is it time for breakfast?
362: ...The host, please take the matter of collecting excrement value more seriously.
The holy monk fished across Jiangzuo with one hand, and walked straight to the Buddha statue.
"...to ask the Buddha", he raised his chin, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of coldness in his light tone, "...you might as well ask me."
Jiang Zuo is completely awake now: Shocked!How did this attitude become a holy monk in a country? !
There must be some shady py transaction! ! !
On the way to the Zhaitang, Jiang Zuo lay on the shoulder of the holy monk, looking sideways at Qingchi's face.At this time, the morning light pierces through the misty mist like a veil, and projects on the tall figure of the holy monk, and a ray of light falls on his smooth face, like the first snow and the fresh snow, the bright moon and the clear wind, unparalleled in the world.
Jiang Zuo nodded his head and came to a conclusion: he looks so good-looking, one can tell that he is not a good person!
When he arrived at the Zhaitang, the hungry Jiang Zuo stood up from the monk's shoulders with his eyes shining.
After visually measuring the distance between the monk's shoulder and the table, Jiang Zuo confidently tucked in his stomach: Today, I, Jiang Diving Queen Mouse, will perform a personal flesh diving for everyone.
Thinking of the horror of the host playing human skydiving when he first came to this world, 362 persuaded: The host should take it easy... you won't be happy if you think about it.
Jiang Zuo: Shut up!Which little shirt are you?Dare to point fingers at me, Jiang Diving Queen, Mouse here? !
362: "..." Fuck you.
Jiang Zuo spread his two fleshy forelimbs, tapped his toes lightly, and jumped into the air lightly, jumping straight to the small table in the standard posture of a diver taking off.
Jiang Zuo, who should have hugged his legs in mid-air, turned a few somersaults beautifully, and landed firmly on the table, found that his limbs were too short to reach his feet because of his bulging stomach...
Jiang Zuo gave up struggling, choked up and explained the funeral: ...On the tombstone, it is written: Jiang·jumpingqueen...dieoffat...It doesn't matter if the grammar is wrong, just make the font more foreign...
362: "..." It would be nice if your way of dying was more western.
[Congratulations to the host!Protagonist shit shoveling value +1]
[Congratulations to the host!Protagonist shit shoveling value +1]
[Congratulations to the host!Protagonist shit shoveling value +1]
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Jiang Zuo, who had lost all hope, not only did not drop a dog to eat shit on the ground, but fell into a big warm and dry palm. Jiang Zuo raised his head with a stiff neck, and a big face of the protagonist appeared in front of him. His eyes were shining, and there was a warm and cheerful smile on his face.
Jiang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his ears gratefully towards the protagonist.
He weighed the squirrel ball in his hand, Luo Qinghe lowered his head to look at the light porridge in his left hand, which looked like white water, and then at the squirrel ball in his right hand, his eyes were full of hunger Thirsty green light, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Wang Wang seems to have gained a lot of weight..."
Jiang Zuo: The next time I see the Buddha, I will ask him to save you by the way, as a thank you.
The holy monk stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Jiang Zuo's neck, lifted him back from Luo Qinghe's palm, and placed him on the table in front of him.
Luo Qinghe held the bowl and moved to Jiang Zuo's side.
;?? Jiang Zuo asked 362 while nibbling on the breakfast melon seeds prepared for him on the plate: Why does the protagonist only appear when eating? What does he usually do?
Without waiting for 362 to answer, Jiang Zuo asked himself: Is the protagonist's daily life...either eating or on the way to eat?
Before Jiang Zuo, who was amused by himself, had time to laugh out loud, the system's notification sounded in his ears:
【Ding!It is detected that the host's dissatisfaction with the protagonist is too high, the random task drops: stealing a kiss jpg, the binding object: the holy monk Qingchi, the time limit: 48 hours, and the golden finger will be invalid when the timeout expires. 】
Jiang Zuo scratched his head: Why is dissatisfaction with the protagonist tied to the dog-like holy monk...? ?No... Why did I have nothing to do to sneak kiss that old dog to force me to be sick? !
362 nodded firmly and said: ... Mmmm!
Jiang Zuo: "..." With dull eyes, he lost his desire for life.
Luo Qinghe held the spoon in his mouth, and lowered his voice to the holy monk, "I recently discovered about Uncle Ru Yuan..."
Jiang Zuo unconsciously pricked up his ears.
"...Master Ruyuan came here 20 years ago in a small temple on Mount Guqi, a place far away from Nancheng...I asked...there is no one in this temple People are from Nancheng!"
Jiang Zuo: ...Aren't you the one? ...You are so dishonest, kid.
"This is strange," Luo Qinghe scratched his neck, "Could it be that we have been thinking wrong? This Nancheng may not be the name of a place..."
"...Maybe it's the murderer's own name!" Luo Qinghe's eyes lit up, he suddenly dropped his job, and hurriedly went to Abbot Shunci to ask if there was a young monk called "Nancheng" in the temple.
Jiang Zuo: ...We can't communicate with you with your IQ, so I suggest you go back to your mother's womb to upgrade first.
Jiang Zuo, who didn't sleep well last night, was lazy all day long. After breakfast, he lay on the tea table to blow the air, gnawed melon seeds, and spent almost the whole day.The sun soon slanted to the west, patches of red clouds lingering, intertwined in the sky, 362 reminded: 11 hours have passed for the random task, please master the time.
Jiang Zuo "bajibaji" gnawed melon seeds: It is impossible to steal a kiss, and it is impossible to steal a kiss in this life.With Lao Tzu's character, it is impossible to steal a kiss from someone else, or force it.
362: Is it illegal to secretly kiss the holy monk?
Jiang Zuo: ...No, no, get out.
After dinner that day, Jiang Zuo left the holy monk behind and groped secretly into the kitchen. While no one was looking, he got into the vegetable basket and rummaged for a while, finally found half a piece of ginger in it.
Jiang Zuo dragged the ginger out of the basket, and tugged at the trouser legs of a young monk cleaning the kitchen.
"Huh... Isn't this the little squirrel next to the holy monk..." The little monk lowered his head, and plucked away a leaf of vegetable that stuck to the squirrel dumpling's ear, Jiang Zuo showed him the ginger he was holding in his arms.
"Want it? Then play with it." The little monk smiled sweetly.
It's been a long time since I saw such a normal person, Jiang Zuo was so moved that he almost shed tears.
Jiang Zuo, who had successfully obtained the ginger, staggered back to the Zen room holding a piece of ginger that was about the same height as himself.
The holy monk was leaning against the window and flipping through the pages of the book. In a blink of an eye, he saw his fat squirrel struggling to climb up the small cave with the ginger in his arms. One side was applied to the sparse and bald area of the belly.
As soon as the evening wind blew, a cool and refreshing feeling came from the belly. Jiang Zuo breathed out comfortably, touched his bulging belly and said in puzzlement: 2, why did this squirrel have a beer belly at such a young age? emmmmm simply asking, I don't mean to condemn you for not choosing a healthy body for me.
362: Do you dare to call it a beer belly after drinking beer?You are just plain fat.
Jiang Zuo: ...Just pretend I didn't ask.
In the evening, the scent of ginger mixed with the faint smell of tea in the room wafted out, Jiang Zuo smacked his lips, hugged the piece of ginger tightly in his arms, tilted his head and fell asleep leaning against the window.
Jiang Zuo didn't sleep for long, when he was woken up by the cold and hot tingling sensation from his belly.
The evening wind was blowing, and his belly was so cold that he couldn't feel it. Jiang Zuo sat up and stared blankly at the shriveled piece of ginger that was completely squeezed out. He circled the white hair, then lowered his head and stared blankly at his belly which was getting thinner.
Jiang Zuo, whose belly became bald and hot after waking up, was blinded: ... Who the hell did I kill you! ! !
There was the sound of rushing water behind the screen, and Jiang Zuo, who was blinded by anger, clenched his fists and rushed in angrily.
At that time, the holy monk just stood up from the bathtub, and in the mist of water, he was tall and tall, with smooth lines on his bare back, and two protruding shoulder blades were clear and beautiful, rolling water droplets along his back The texture of the water flows down, dripping into the water and making circles of ripples.
Jiang Zuo, who suddenly forgot what he was going to do, suddenly had an abnormal smile: ...he hides behind the screen every day in the shower, there must be a certain part that is not visible... Hee, hee hee...
Hearing the movement, the holy monk turned around slowly. Through the hazy mist, he saw that his skin was as smooth as jade, the muscles on his body were smooth and tight but not stretched, and two straight and slender long legs descended from his firm belly. , between the legs...
Jiang Zuo: ...the smile gradually disappears.jpg
The author has something to say: the heart of the holy monk after the little squirrel fell asleep is like this:
"It's a little cute, help him continue to apply ginger."
"...emmmmm... Wiping it too hard makes hair fall off."
“…………… Just squeeze it up directly.”
——The reason why Jiang Zuo woke up with a bald and hot belly.
[Interview on May [-]st]
What was your impression of each other when you first met?
Jiang Zuo: This old dog looks like a human being, and looks like he is easy to deceive because of his shoveling value.
Holy Monk: The squirrel is so fat, I really want to strangle it to death.
Chirp Mi Babies=333=
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