sinovels Chapter 7 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 7
Chapter 7 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 7
How does it feel to accidentally pee on the holy monk?
Jiang Zuo, who was already dead and not afraid of boiling water, smacked his lips endlessly: endless aftertaste jpg... Whenever I think of this experience, I almost stand up from the wheelchair in excitement!
362: ...Heh, you can continue to hide.
Jiang Zuo Bian Pianzui looked aggrieved, he didn't mean it, he just blamed the squirrel's bladder for not being able to store water very well.
Sensing a large area of wetness in front of his chest, and probably guessing what happened, the holy monk's face was livid, and a pair of silver eyes quickly formed a layer of frost. He looked coldly at the perpetrator lying on his chest .
The lying squirrel furball didn't show any remorse at all. Although on the surface it looked like it had droopy ears and its two little paws were kneading together in bewilderment, as if it was aggrieved in reflection, but behind it But its big fluffy tail swung quickly and even circled.
Jiang Zuo's poetic expression: emmmmmmmmm, I also think of "big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate".
362: ...I see you are really happy.
Jiang Zuo was grinning: If the holy monk wants to strangle me, I'll use my golden finger!I can't die after using the golden finger, and I still continue to pee!
With the blessing of the golden finger, Jiang Zuo, who was full of confidence, never expected that the old dog forced the holy monk not to pinch him this time.
Qing Chi stared at the cheerful little squirrel in his arms wagging its tail motionlessly, and suddenly evoked a cruel smile.He stretched out a finger, and lightly tapped the tip of Jiang Zuo's small nose, his voice was hoarse with the peculiar hoarseness of just waking up, "...heh, lick it clean."
Jiang Zuo couldn't laugh anymore.
362: Hahahahahahahahaha let out a gloating goose cry.
Swallowing his saliva, Jiang Zuo lowered his body and called out pitifully: "...Meow QAQ"
Qingchi raised his eyelids lazily, and seeing the big brown tail behind the squirrel's hair ball was also aggrieved and drooping. His eyelashes moved slightly, and he put his five fingers on Jiang Zuo's back, following the soft down. Scratching lightly, he asked softly in a hoarse voice, "...Huh? Why haven't you started yet?"
The old dog forced the holy monk to lick himself clean instead of dying, no matter how many times he called "meow meow", it was useless. Jiang Zuo even pretended to be pitiful, but he still didn't let the holy monk change his perverted mind, so he had to turn to 362 for help. : 2 Ah, what should I do? !
362 racked his brains: ...May I lend you a straw?
Jiang Zuo: "..." The dog's head is blown away by you.
Seeing that the old dog forced the holy monk to look like he would not easily spare him this time, Jiang Zuo rolled his eyes, squinting at the two bright red plum blossoms in front of the holy monk's white chest that looked like dotted in the snow, Jiang Zuo had an idea, Raising his little paw, he slapped the holy monk's little plum blossom hard, and when Qingchi was slightly stunned, he quickly jumped out of his arms.
Jiang Zuo didn't dare to stop, he used his limbs all the way to the small cave by the window, and jumped out from the gap between the half-supported window.
Jiang Zuo who escaped from birth: Hahahahahaha I am such a clever little ghost.
362: Heh, do you know what your name is?
Jiang Zuo made a bold assumption: ...Little rascal?
362: "..." You call it death! ! !I see how you die tonight.
At this time, the sky was not yet bright, the mist was shrouded in gray, and the surroundings were quiet. Jiang Zuo followed his memory to find the outside of Abbot Shun Ci's study room, and pulled his two front paws to the edge of the window. Rubbing poked out two dark eyes.
After making sure that there was no one in the study, Jiang Zuo, who was hanging on the window edge, kicked his hind limbs in mid-air, arching his fat butt, and managed to get into the study through the window.
He slumped swaggeringly on the pear cake on the small coffee table, Jiang Zuo was blowing the wind while crossing Erlang's legs, one of his small paws rested on the back of his head, and the other paw grabbed a small piece of pear cake, carefully chewing.
"Dong——" Yaoyao's morning bell was melodious, echoing a piece of sanskrit sound in the forest. At this time, the sky was twilight, the dark mist dissipated, and the bamboo forest outside the house was whirling, and there was a burst of cool and refreshing breath Bamboo leaves are lightly fragrant.
Jiang Zuo leisurely licked his tiny paws covered with debris, remembering that when he slapped the old dog to force the holy monk just now, luckily he put away the sharp claws, and he probably didn't scratch the little plum blossom of the holy monk... At most it's... emmmmmmm... it was flattened a little...
Although the dog forced the holy monk to be perverted, he managed to collect 20 points of excrement shoveling value from yesterday afternoon to this morning, and he accidentally pissed on him and slapped his little plum blossom with his paw. Jiang Zuo was a little moved.
362: "..." Little dare to move, I think you dare to move very much.
Jiang Zuo, who was full, belched a few times wantonly, rubbed his fleshy belly, and collapsed on the delicate porcelain plate.
362 persuaded: This is not good, is it?
Jiang Zuo: The abbot is merciful, and he will definitely not blame me.
[Protagonist shit shovel value +1]
[Protagonist shit shovel value +1]
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Jiang Zuo was a little confused: Huh? ? ?
Opening his eyes in confusion, a shadow surrounded him.
"...I didn't expect that in the abbot's study... there is a plate of meat dishes...!"
Jiang Zuo looked up, and saw the protagonist standing against the light. His face was shrouded in shadows and he couldn't see clearly, only his eyes were shining brightly. There was also a bird feather on it.
Jiang Zuo's heart skipped a beat, and he sat up tremblingly: ... Mom, Mom...
Luo Qinghe squeezed in from the window and sat cross-legged on the small bed. Seeing that the piece of meat on the plate was still moving, he was stunned, "Is it still raw?" , groping in his arms.
Jiang Zuo, who was about to escape, paused curiously: emmmmmmmmm... Itchy?
362:"……"
Jiang Zuo: Could it be pulling out the hair on my chest and trying to throw me in the face, cluck cluck cluck... let out the laughter of an old hen.
362: ...It might be a hammer that you took out. When the time comes, you will be killed with a hammer, and your brain will be smashed to pieces before you can even activate the cheat code.
Jiang Zuo stopped talking, because the protagonist took out a large jar of pepper powder and a thick and long bamboo stick from his arms.
;Jiang Zuo: Can this thing be put in my arms without poking a blood hole? !The halo of the protagonist is just too much for him! ! !
Luo Qinghe said to himself: "...well... string them together and make them into a string of incense..."
Luo Qinghe stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Zuo, but when he was about to reach it, he turned suddenly and put his hand on his chin instead.He rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, "Should I... leave a leg as a souvenir for the holy monk..."
Jiang Zuo took aim at the timing, jumped out from the protagonist's side, and ran desperately into the bamboo forest.
After recovering, the small plate in front of him was already empty, and a few brown-red fluff fell into the porcelain-white plate. Luo Qinghe turned his head to look at the small figure that was gradually going away outside the window. He sighed and leaned against the window and swayed Shaking his head, he said, "...I can't help but be scared."
Jiang Zuo broke into a cold sweat. Although the old dog forced the holy monk to be uncertain, and wanted to kill him when he was upset, the golden finger still had some effect, but for the protagonist, the golden finger can only guarantee that he will not become a roasted man. He is a mouse, but maybe one day he wakes up and sees the protagonist with one of his hind legs roasting on the fire.
Jiang Zuo stopped panting.He was panting out of breath while propping up the bamboo, when he heard a delicate and soft cry, "Brother Qingchi..."
Jiang Zuo's ears pointed.
Um?How did he hear someone yelling at the dog to force the holy monk?
Jiang Zuo pricked up his ears, and caught a glimpse of two figures in front of him. He hid behind the bamboo, poked out half of his head, and secretly watched.
The princess was wearing a bright light yellow dress, and a string of small silver bells hung from the bun on her head, which rang with her steps.
"Brother Qingchi..." Chang Yu kicked a small stone on the road, his voice was low, "It's so boring here, you don't even play with me."
Jiang Zuo clicked his tongue twice, what can he do with the holy monk?Kiss and hug?Are you not afraid that the holy monk will throw you into the air and tear you apart with your bare hands?
"...Brother Qingchi, you came to this temple in the first place...for what?...Just to preach Zen? Then have you finished teaching it?"
Jiang Zuo was taken aback for a moment, and the paws that originally wanted to leave retracted.
Didn't the book say that the princess himself wanted to come to the temple to fulfill his vows, but the holy monk Qingchi just went together?Why does it sound like... the person who wants to come to Qingyun Temple is a holy monk, and the Princess is the one who came with him?
The holy monk stood far behind the princess, his tone was cold and distant, "If the princess feels bored, you can go back home."
The princess stomped her feet. At that time, she finally found out that brother Qingchi was coming to this temple, so she rushed to ask the emperor for instructions before he could report to the emperor, saying that she was going to come to Qingyunguo Temple If you wish, let the holy monk accompany you.
She finally had a chance to get along, so she wouldn't go back home.
Chang Yu bit his lower lip and said angrily, "I'm not leaving!"
Jiang Zuo didn't leave now, and hid behind the bamboo branches to watch the excitement: Hee hee, hee hee hee, please start your performance♂.
According to the book, the Princess is the protagonist's No. 1 income in the harem, but now it seems... the person she admires is clearly the saint, the old dog, the monk... When did the green grassland on the protagonist's head grow so lush? ?
The excited Jiang Zuo rubbed his paws, and asked casually: 2, who is the author of this book?Why are all the characters in the novel so indifferent? ? ?
362 said proudly: We wrote it casually when we, the King of Hell, were killing time!In order to participate in the "I have a date with Jin Jiang" competition, I asked your brother to collect nutrient solution.
Jiang Zuo was taken aback: My brother?
362: Well!Lord Hades said, the whole family needs to be neat and tidy!
Jiang Zuo, who didn't understand anything, picked up a bamboo leaf, held it with two small claws, and bit it unconsciously on his cheek.
A snow-like robe corner appeared in his sight, Jiang Zuo paused, and raised his head in a daze.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the emptiness behind Qing Chi, and the princess had already left at some point.
...The performance is over?
Jiang Zuo sighed regretfully: I didn't expect you to be so short and fast.
Qing Chi looked at him condescendingly, moved his thin lips, and called out, "Meow."
Suddenly remembering what happened this morning, Jiang Zuo subconsciously took a step back.
"...why, are you scared?" Qingchi raised the corner of his mouth lightly, "this morning...wasn't he rather courageous?"
Jiang Zuo: I am afraid of you!Let me tell you, if I punch you, you may die!
With provocative eyes, Jiang Zuo raised his little paw to Qing Chi's face, and caught a glimpse of his fist, which became smaller than Wangzai's little steamed bun. Jiang Zuo stared at it for a while, and then retracted it. Claws, with an obedient face, shook his ears at the holy monk.
Jiang Zuo respectfully stood up straight: Big Brother, why is it such a coincidence?
362:"……"
Qing Chi stared at Jiang Zuo for a while, then bent down, picked up the fat squirrel ball on the ground into his arms, and walked back.
The fur of the little squirrel in his arms was shiny and smooth, and there were still a lot of pastry crumbs stuck to it.
Qingchi frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to shake off the pastry crumbs hidden in Jiangzuo's fluff, and asked, "Where did you go?"
Jiang Zuo blinked his innocent eyes, nestling in the arms of the holy monk.
Jiang Zuo continued to be well-behaved on the surface, but crazy in his heart os: Are you happy to go to your grave?
When passing through the long corridor, several young monks were moaning and complaining to each other——
"Recently, the pear cakes and melon seeds in the abbot's study are always missing, and the pastry crumbs are still mushy everywhere, so I was reprimanded several times by the abbot."
Qing Chi lowered his head and looked at Jiang Zuo who was covered in white pear cake.
"..."
Jiang Zuo kept his eyes straight and sat straight: ... pretending to be innocent.jpg
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