sinovels Chapter 4 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 4
Chapter 4 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 4
"This is the little squirrel saved by the holy monk?" The young man's eyes lit up, he lowered his head, and moved his handsome face closer to Jiang Ning.
He stared intently at the round squirrel hair ball on the shoulder of the holy monk with some novelty, then carefully stretched out his fingers, and poked his fingertips on Jiang Zuo's soft, fleshy chin.
Jiang Zuo: ...emmmmmmm, I don't seem to know you very well, do I?Brother please respect yourself.
Surprised by the soft touch of his hands, Luo Qinghe opened his eyes wide, and his fingertips traced the little squirrel's chin down to his fluffy belly.
The force on his fingers was neither heavy nor light, with a slight tingling itch, and half of Jiang Zuo's bones were shattered. He raised his chin, narrowed his eyes and let out a few low gurgling sounds from his throat.
Jiang Zuo: Ah~ Comfortable~ Try harder~~
362: "..." I hope the host will be more reserved.
The reaction of the little squirrel under his finger was extremely cute, and a slight smile gradually appeared on Luo Qinghe's face. He grinned, revealing a cute canine tooth, as if thinking of something, he reached into his arms and pulled out A few melon seeds were produced and passed to Jiang Zuo.
The young man's dark pupils were shining brightly, and he looked at Jiang Zuo expectantly, his eyes seemed to be full of stars.
The cold and hungry Jiang Zuo was so moved that his eyes were full of tears, he hugged the melon seeds handed over by the protagonist, and shook his ears gratefully.
Jiang Zuo: From now on, I, Jiang Zuo, will be your trap!
Seeing that the pleasing-looking squirrel dumpling shook his ears a few times at him, Luo Qinghe's eyes were even more scorching, with a hint of scalding heat.
[Congratulations to the host!Protagonist shit shoveling value +1]
Jiang Zuo's ears were shaking happily, but the holy monk suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his little neck.
Jiang Zuo froze.
The hand pinching the neck didn't continue to exert force, it just lifted Jiang Zuo off his shoulder, and let the chubby little squirrel land in his palm.
Qing Chi raised his arm, stretched out a few fingers, and pinched Jiang Zuo's pointed ears, which were not daring to shake at the moment, only dared to stand obediently and obediently.
The two fingers pinched on the squirrel's ears are white and lustrous, and their movements look leisurely and lazy. The holy monk stared at the squirrel in his palm, with candlelight reflected in his lowered silver eyes, which seemed to be filled with melting warmth and pampering. Only Jiang Zuo knew how hard it was to pinch the ear.
Jiang Zuo shed tears: Please help me Baidu to find out whether a squirrel will die if its ears are broken.
362:"……"
The finger that was caressing the ear didn't stay for long before taking it back.
As soon as the holy monk withdrew his hand, Jiang Zuo quickly raised his little paw, and touched his ears anxiously, until he confirmed that the ears were on his head properly, Jiang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to the holy monk in front of him. The monk and the protagonist glanced away.
The two characters who can be attacked are gathered in front of him, but he can't summon the dragon. Jiang Zuo sighed: ... This world is suddenly a bit boring.
There are two goals, one is the protagonist who is a handsome little milk dog with a good personality, and the other is an old dog with a stunning appearance but a strange temperament. ah!
Facing the protagonist of the little milk dog, Jiang Zuo can be said to be more pleasing to the eye.
362 reminded: Although it is said that two attackable targets only need to collect the shit value of one of them... But the object of the first random task has been bound to the holy monk, and if it is not completed within the time limit, the golden finger will be temporarily invalid.
After a pause, 362 continued: If the host thinks that the next random task will not need a cheat to ensure his life is safe, he can give up the first random task, but the host should weigh it before making a decision.
Jiang Zuo is disdainful: The protagonist's value for shoveling shit is so good, do you want a golden finger?
Jiang Zuo, who made up his mind to give up the holy monk and become the protagonist of the strategy without thinking at all, was full of emotion in his heart. When he thought that he would escape the clutches of the holy monk soon, Jiang Zuo couldn't help being ecstatic and winked at the protagonist. Eyes as wet as onyx.
Qing Chi pursed his lips slightly, his side face was half hidden in the shadow, his expression was unclear.
Luo Qinghe showed a clear smile, he poked Jiang Zuo's belly, and said in a low voice to the holy monk, "There is so much meat, it must be very exciting to chew...the holy monk, don't forget to call Get on me."
Jiang Zuo: ... I take back what I just said.
Not noticing Jiang Zuo's already indifferent face, Luo Qinghe smiled at the squirrel standing in the palm of the holy monk, stretched out his fingers to scratch Jiang Zuo's chin, and teased in a low voice, "...Little Roudun...I How about a name for you?"
Jiang Zuo: "..." Stinky man, I advise you not to go too far.
Luo Qinghe's face was serious, he straightened up, put one hand on his chin, lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and his eyes lit up, "How about calling it Roudun...?"
江左：好感-1，好感-1，好感疯狂-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1。
On the contrary, the protagonist's eyes were shining, and his fiery eyes were tightly glued to Jiang Zuo's plump body, he took a deep breath, and continued, "Listen, boiled pork pie, sweet and sour pork pie, steamed pork pie, stir-fried pork pie Tun...it goes well with everything!"
Jiang Zuo: "..." Oh.If it’s so easy to match, I’ll give it to you. It’s also a good match for the tombstone.
"... Meow." The holy monk who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke out, interrupting Luo Qinghe's increasingly excited words.
The moon is white and the wind is clear, the lights on both sides of the long corridor are dim, flickering on and off, his eyelashes are reflected by the lights, casting a light blue silhouette under the eyelids.As soon as the evening wind blows, the two words with a clear voice are blown away without a trace.
Even Jiang Zuo, who had already heard the holy monk call "Meow Meow", was numb again and lost three catties of blood. Luo Qinghe froze on the spot, even wanting to move forward Forget about leaving.
The little monk who was leading the way was a little far away, so he didn't hear the two words clearly, but he turned his head frequently with some curiosity, and stretched his neck to look at the two people behind him.
Qingchi turned his head, he rolled his eyelids, the clear light of the moonlight and the dimness of the candlelight fell on his robe.
Floating clouds and morning dew, Xiazi and moon charm are all inferior to him.
His thin lips moved, and he said two more words slowly: "Name."
It turned out to be the name of the squirrel... Luo Qinghe blinked, but before he could figure out how to convince the holy monk that the name Roudun was better than Meow Meow, he heard a scream not far away piercing the night sky, followed by There was a panic.
Luo Qinghe's expression froze, and he hurriedly used Qinggong to rush to the source of the sound, and the little monk who led the way also hurriedly raised his clothes and followed closely behind, only Qingchi walked behind them unhurriedly.
But it was only for a moment, and only myself and the dog were left to fight the holy monk.
Jiang Zuo gnawed on melon seeds desolately, guessing that the first murder case in Qingyun Temple had already occurred.
362: If the host is afraid, he can turn on the murder scene mosaic mode.
Jiang Zuo sneered: What are you afraid of? How many TV shows have you watched, and you are still afraid that this thing will not work?Besides, aren't they all paper people?
The silent holy monk stopped suddenly, looked down at Jiang Zuo who was sitting in his palm and gnawed melon seeds, his eyes darkened.
Jiang Zuo, whose face hurt a little, didn't dare to move: ... emmmmmmm, this paper man is a little too annoying.
Qingchi raised the corners of his lips, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. He snorted coldly, "How about digging out your eyeballs and borrowing them from the poor monk?"
As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and poked it straight on Jiang Zuo's chin.
Jiang Zuo was so frightened that the melon seeds fell off, and hissed his lungs and roared vigorously: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"
The fingertips were sunk in the soft snow-white fluff, brewing a hint of warmth.Qing Chi's eyes moved, thinking of Luo Qinghe's movement just now, he couldn't help but swipe down with his fingers.
Jiang Zuo's whole body was tense.
The holy monk's fingertips touched the belly of the squirrel in his palm. The lower belly, which was supposed to be soft, was slightly stiff at the moment due to the tension.
Qing Chi stared at Jiang Zuo closely.
The four eyes met, Jiang Zuo still couldn't understand the eyes of the holy monk.
Qing Chi pursed his lips slightly, silently withdrew his fingers, his eyes were gloomy, he recovered, and walked forward again.
After walking about a dozen steps away, he said——
"Forget it, just to tease you."
Jiang Zuo: "..." QAQ Damn, it's not good for a holy monk in a country to be so skinny, right?
In a short while, Qingchi also arrived at the scene of the crime. Outside the courtyard, many young monks were holding on to the trunk of the tree and vomited. A few scattered monks gathered around the gate of the monastery, not daring to get too close. Several senior monks in the world couldn't help but turn blue, and the scene was once chaotic.
As soon as Qingchi arrived, everyone parted a small path.
Luo Qinghe stood at the front with a serious face. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and glanced at the holy monk who was approaching slowly. His handsome face was also livid at this time, and he tightly pursed his lips without saying a word.
In the kitchen, the overturned steamer cover and a few white soft steamed buns were scattered on the ground, but no one stepped forward to pick them up. Looking inside, the steamer was still on the extinguished stove, emitting smoke , the bottom of the steamer is like a severed arm of a person who has been steamed.
Jiang Zuo swallowed hard, and hypnotized himself crazily: Paper people are all paper people...
Abbot Shunci closed his eyes and murmured, "Amitabha..." Seeing the arrival of the holy monk, his eyes shone brightly.
Jiang Zuo took a closer look. When the abbot saw the holy monk, the eyes were not glistening, but the savior was full of hope and admiration.
Jiang Zuo:? ? ?Wake up, Master!This big pork knuckle just now threatened to goug my eyeballs! ! !
Glancing from the corner of Qingchi's eyes, he just loudly bb in his heart. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zuo's back stiffened, and Jiang Zuo's back stiffened, and then he raised his chin: "Big, under the crowd... old..." I am...not...not afraid of you...
The holy monk had no expression on his face. He lightly raised his right hand and stretched it towards Jiang Zuo.
Unexpectedly, under the watchful eyes of so many people, the holy monk would dare to attack him. Jiang Zuo was startled, he thought something bad in his heart, and clenched his fists. Luo Qinghe rushed forward and grabbed his arm tightly.
The palm that was supposed to cover Squirrel Dumpling's eyes was empty.
The holy monk's expression was a little unkind.
The author has something to say: Note: Floating clouds, morning dew, rosy beauty and moon rhyme, all have metaphorical meanings, and the words "和" and "和" are used to separate them in the text, and only take the literal meaning.