I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 180 I Will Really Tempt Humans 8 ([-] in [-])

"Hey, I can actually say that." The little fox lying on the pillow was also startled by his sudden utterance.

He was about to cover his mouth with his paw.

With her small ears, she could hear the rubbing sound of clothes and bedding coming from her side, followed by the boy's shallow footsteps.

The candles in the house suddenly lit up.

In the swaying halo, the young man turned around and walked up to her holding a candle. His long and narrow eyebrows were deep in the light of the fire, and his black pupils reflected a bit of coldness and strangeness.

He opened his lips, his voice was slightly surprised and alienated, but he stated calmly: "You are a demon."

The little fox lay on the pillow, raised his head to look at him, opened his mouth, and made a soft and flustered sound.

"I didn't hide it from you on purpose."

When Fan Jing heard the words, there was a smile in his brows and eyes, but there was no warmth, and the thin lips spit out words lightly.

"It really is a fox, no, fox demon."

"You are close to me, clinging to me, not only for stuttering, but also for a nest, maybe you also plan to fatten me, a little monk, and eat it?"

"No ouch!"

Afraid of being misunderstood by him, the little fox immediately jumped off the pillow. The petite figure walked to his feet and said anxiously:

"You trust me!"

"I'm not a bad monster. Otherwise, if I entered the temple, the golden statue of Buddha would have beaten me to pieces!"

Fan Jing drooped his eyes, his expression indifferent.

The flame of the candle he held between the palm bones flickered, making the little fox's extremely clear black round pupils glisten with wet light.

He pursed his lips lightly, "."

It was a little weird to think of it getting close to him in the first place.

After that, they came to him with scriptures in their mouths, and came to sleep in his Zen room with pillows in their mouths.
Said that the little fox had no intentions for him.

He didn't believe it.

After a long while of silence in the dark room, one person and one fox all looked at each other in silence.

Fan Jing's face was a little cold like a bright moon.

The little fox with its tail hanging down looks a little cautious.

Nearly a month has passed since the first time I spent time with the little monk Fanjing.

Every time she went back to the cave, those little demons said that there were fewer and fewer little white flowers near Yanshan Mountain.

But during this period, I still picked a lot.
[The progress of the host becoming a monster into a human: 80/100]

As for her sudden ability to speak human, she guessed that it was due to the recovery of her demon power, which was a sign that she was about to transform into form. After all, demons usually learn to speak first, and then gradually transform into form.

What she is most worried about now is that the little villain might drive her away after knowing that she was cheated by the fox demon.

After all, he was a deeply disturbed child.

Even, past memories have given him post-traumatic stress disorder, which has caused him to always hate physical contact with others, and even when speaking, he is as sparing as possible.

From time to time, he suspects that people close to him have other plans.
The reason he treats her differently from the beginning is because he only sees her as an animal.

An animal that would not hurt him, but would be quiet and obedient, and simply wanted to stay by his side.

"Ding! The villain's satisfaction degree -20%, the current total value is 0%!"

"!"

Bai Luo heard the sound of her heart breaking.

Over the past month, she managed to increase the satisfaction level from 10% to 20%. In order to satisfy the level, she even slept in the cold wind outside the Buddhist hall every day to accompany him.

"You go."

The boy's cold voice was exceptionally clear in the silence, his eyes stared at her without any emotion.

"?"

The little fox raised a paw sadly, trying to grab the corner of his robe, but he turned around suddenly, opened the door of the meditation room, and stood at the door, as if waiting for it to go out.

"Bah"

The little fox whimpered at him, crying in a voice as sweet and soft as a young girl:
"Don't drive me away, okay? I admit that I cling to you a little bit at the beginning, just for food"

"But it's just my instinct as a small animal. I'm not a bad monster that can eat people. I'm just born smarter than other foxes, and I can cultivate into a monster earlier."

"The reason why I like to play with you is because I am the only fox on the mountain. I have no father or mother since I was a child. The mountain is boring and there is not much delicious food."

Fan Jing remained motionless, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to explain it to me anymore. I'm a human and you're a demon. It's not appropriate to stay together all day."

The little fox stood on the spot, lowered her little head, and her fluffy little tail drooped to the ground due to her disappointment.

She waited for the young man's heart to soften, but his indifferent voice sounded next to her ear: "Put your pillow on your back, let's go."

"I"

The little fox choked in his throat, as if hiding a great grievance.

But driven by the young man's insistence, she had no choice but to walk out of the meditation room a little dejectedly. As soon as her little white paw stepped out of the dark threshold, it turned around suddenly and said, "Brother monk!"

Seeing him closing the door with a blank expression, it quickly stretched out a paw and put it between the two doors, sobbing like a gasp.

"Since you want to drive me away, then I'll just go!"

"But it's cold outside."

"If you don't let me in, then I'll just lie and roll around outside the meditation room, talking bad things about you! When other monks in the temple find me, a little fox demon, you can figure it out!"

"You are a ruthless little monk. You saw me, who was pure, kind and lovely, taken away and beaten to death by people at the foot of the mountain! You will never see me again!"

When it intentionally inserted a paw, the two doors that were almost closed slammed stopped at the last moment.

Seeing its snow-white figure finished speaking, Fan Jing turned around. As expected, he laid down his white and furry body at the door of the meditation room, and retracted his little paws under his stomach.

With his back turned to him, he began to whisper non-stop.

"Stinky Fanjing!"

"I'm not doing it for you, even if I carry the Buddha's energy and damage my demon body, I will break into the Buddhist hall and stay by your side"

"Every time I came to play with you, I was kicked out of the monastery by the back of my neck, and you still suspected that I wanted to eat you"

"You stupid monk!"

"Even if I'm really a vixen who can eat people, there are several white and fat monks in the monastery, how can it be your turn?"

"." Fan Jing looked at its head with its ears pricked up, and glanced at its tail that was gently slapping on the blue brick floor. A touch of resentment and depression flashed in his long eyes.

The door creaked and was closed in the boy's hands.

The non-stop sound of the little fox outside the meditation room continued in the quiet night, like a child who was kicked out of the house, crying more and more in his grievances, blaming the adults for treating him badly.

Fan Jing walked slowly, walked back to the side of the couch, and sat down.

He was silent in the candlelight, looking at the hollow carved wooden door, the cold moonlight outside the meditation room penetrated the paper, and the wind was a little bit bleak.

The little fox murmured alone outside:

"Freeze to death, freeze to death, freeze to death"

"On weekdays, I put my hands in the fur on my back to keep warm, but now it's good. When they saw that I was a little elf, they kicked me out. I'm a helpless little fox, how pitiful!"

"If Fan Jing doesn't carry me in, I'll freeze to death in the icy wind! If I die, I won't be a demon in my next life, and I will be a ghost to scare Fan Jing every day."

"."

The young monk in the room parted his lips slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, and finally got on the couch, pulling the quilt over his body.

Outside the meditation room, the nagging voice gradually disappeared.

He just thought it was tired of shouting and went back to his fox hole.
However, after he extinguished the candle, in the darkness, outside the meditation room, there was a weak and pitiful cry.

Shortly after.

The door of the meditation room opposite seemed to be pushed open, and there was a creak, and the voices of two monks could be heard.

Fan Jing frowned, quickly turned over and got down on the bed.

Walking quickly to the door, the moment he opened the door of the meditation room, he saw that the door was empty, only two senior brothers were standing opposite.

at the same time.

A soft mass slid past his feet.

He lowered his eyes, relying on the faint moonlight, he vaguely saw the little fox's tail rubbing against his ankle.

After the little fox slipped past his feet, he hid his limp body behind the door, blinked his watery pupils, stared straight at him, and begged cowardly:
"Little monk brother, please!"

"If I am captured, who will accompany you in the Buddhist hall to think about your past, who will accompany you to the mountain behind the temple to eat roast chicken?"

"Fanjing?"

"Fan Jing, did you also hear the woman's cry?"

Opposite the meditation room, two monks, one fat and one thin, embraced each other, one of them opened his fluttering lips, and said in extreme panic.

After a moment of silence, Fan Jing opened her lips that were lightly pursed.

"Brother, I just heard a wild cat barking, making people uneasy. When I opened the door, I saw the wild cat running in front of me. It may have run outside the Zen courtyard by now."

Hearing this, the skinny monk breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I thought it was haunted."

"You are stupid, we are a temple, how could a ghost dare to come in, I will say that you heard it wrong."

The two monks argued and closed the door.

In the meditation room where Fanjing is located.

Wearing a plain jacket, he lowered his head and said coldly to the pitiful little fox huddled in the corner again:

"you can go now."

The little fox walked out slowly, looked at him, and whispered: "Brother monk, I can't bear to leave you."

She finished.

The body jumped, and the young man who was caught off guard saw it rushing, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it.

He didn't stand still, and his back lightly knocked against the door behind him, and at the same time, the door slammed shut.

Fan Jing frowned slightly, and was about to take it out of his arms.

But the little fox's paws were clinging to his lapel. It was pretending to be pitiful, and it howled in a soft voice:
"I don't care, I'm a bitch!"

"If you can transform into a human girl in the future, you have hugged me so many times, I must hold you accountable!"

"And on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, you were obviously drunk. You insisted on hugging me on the couch, hugging me tightly to sleep, but pretending that you didn't know anything the next day. You must be responsible to me!"

"." Fan Jing was slightly taken aback by what it said.

Its voice is too girly, if people hear the stupid things it says, they may be misunderstood.
Think what happened in the meditation room.

Fan Jing's ears felt slightly hot, and inexplicable and complicated emotions flashed in his heart. In his heart palpitations, he just wanted to shut up this noisy little fox.

He dipped his fingertips into its soft white fur, felt the warmth of its soft body with his fingertips and palms, and stroked the hair on its back as if he couldn't control his palm.

The young man's temper is better than before, and his voice has softened, but there is deep helplessness.

"If you don't speak, don't gossip and disturb people's dreams, I will take you in for a while."

"Okay!"

The little fox rested its paws on his heart, buried its head on his shoulder, brushed its warm fur against his skin, and said very obediently: "What brother little monk says, it is what it is."

"As long as you don't ignore me or drive me away, I will obey you from now on." Its voice became sweeter and crisper.

Fan Jing's skin was slightly itchy from being rubbed by it, and he couldn't help but silently recited in his heart: Amitabha, the demon is indeed a demon.
Even so stupid.

He is also naturally good at confusing people's minds.

He put the little fox down from his arms and let it return to his pillow, but its little paws hooked his cuffs relentlessly.

as he stared at it.

It turned over and lay down on the pillow, with its feet facing the sky, its two front paws bent in front of its stomach, and said to him:

"My paws are dirty, please wipe them for me!"

"Otherwise I want to get into your bed to keep warm in the middle of the night, and tomorrow you'll think I've dirty your clothes!"

Fan Jing realized that he was being used as a slave by a goblin. He was obviously unhappy, but suddenly found that he had walked to the basin stand, holding a silk handkerchief in his hand.

".?"

There was confusion in his clear phoenix eyes, and the tails of his eyes were slightly closed. He walked up to the little fox, squatted down, and carefully wiped its paws.

Seeing its body like a ball of cotton, it sinks into the pillow glutinously, its clear and cunning pupils reflect his figure in the candlelight.

He stared at it, his eyes lost focus for a moment.

"Didn't I owe you in my previous life?"

The young man asked questions unconsciously, feeling that after meeting this little fox, he had done many outrageous things.

Arguing and getting angry with a childish demon, but in the end you have to take care of it and endure it talking like an old monk chanting scriptures
However, its voice is more beautiful than the old monk's.

After the candle was extinguished again.

The little fox curled up into a ball quietly, looked at the satisfaction level, and couldn't help being angry, it was still 0%.

"." She couldn't help worrying.

How can I be a qualified scheming vixen?
After waking up the next day.

Seeing that Fan Jing was no longer in the meditation room, she quietly left the monastery to go to the back mountain, first returned to the cave, and ate flowers every day.

Then ask the little monsters.

"Is there any delicious fruit on the mountain?"

Those squirrel spirits actively pointed out several directions for her, and she set off to pick the fruit, in order to please the little monk Fanjing.

Sunset West Mountain.

The gray geese in the distance crossed the continuous mountains, and the white mist rising in the forest was also dyed red by the remnant clouds.

In a hazy scene.

The young monk in a gray cassock stood on the drum tower, listening to his brother beating the evening drum, he looked down the mountain, and a luxurious carriage was slowly driving towards the capital from a distant road.

The city wall is extremely wide, and the city pool is vast, but it is extremely small under the overlooking of the Yanshan Drum Tower.

The distant Miyagi was also stained by the twilight, shrouded in blood-stained haze.

Fan Jing's brows were indifferent, but the light in his eyes was slackened for a moment, and his eyes glanced over the overlapping and winding outlines of the palace buildings.

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