Chapter 125
Especially falling in love with a wood-like Taoist priest is even worse.

Ditang caught a chicken in the backyard, raised his knife and dropped it.

But the kitchen knife in his hand stopped a centimeter away from the chicken's neck.

Because the chicken spoke.

"They're all of the same kind, spare my life."

Ditang stared at the big red rooster with fried feathers in his hand, looked left and right, "When did we become the same kind? You know best about foxes who eat chickens, don't you?"

The big rooster hurriedly begged for mercy: "I still have 490 years before I can become an adult, you give me a chance. Besides, most people kill chickens and eat the hens, the old hen stewed soup is delicious, I am a male, it is not good. "

"I'm not picky eaters."

Rooster:"……"

Seeing that she was about to move the knife, she hurriedly said: "Hey! Don't be impulsive, and you don't wonder why I, an ordinary chicken in a chicken coop, can suddenly talk?"

Ditang shook his head, obviously impatient, "I'm not curious, I just want to eat chicken."

The rooster spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm sick, I have a virus in my body, you can't eat mine, I ate the dregs of the scholar's medicine, and it didn't take long to find that I could speak, you all know that the scholar died of illness, don't eat me. "

Ditang heard the words and said: "It turned out to be a mutation. I don't want to eat you, but you have become a monster. The Taoist priest will come to collect you later. His long wooden sword is very powerful. It stabs you body, you will be wiped out."

The Big Red Rooster was shaken to pieces.

"If you want to live, it's fine, see if you can provide some useful information. For example, has there been any strange people in this yard, and what is so strange about that white-bearded Taoist priest?"

Ditang took the knife and stroked it back and forth.

Rooster tremblingly recalled, and said everything he felt suspicious in the past few days.

Ditang screened out a piece of useful information.

"You mean that Taoist priest with a white beard smells like Qingxiang Pavilion? How do you know Qingxiang Pavilion like a rooster?"

"Xiucai once went there once, drunk, and came back with this smell. Maybe humans can't smell it, but my sense of smell is very sensitive. That time, Xiucai's wife even quarreled with him once."

"Where is this Qingxiang Pavilion?"

Ditang greeted Xiao Yu, briefly said what he had said earlier, and asked, "Do you think it can still be eaten?"

"Became a master, kill him!"

"Come on, the roast chicken is delicious, but once you cook it, it will turn into ashes."

Rooster:? ? ?
……

The moon is like water.

It was very quiet in the small yard.

Xiao Yu meditated in the courtyard.

Dressed in a gray robe, he sat upright.

Loose sleeves were laid on her legs, and her eyes were closed.

Under the moonlight, his face was clean and clear, without the slightest fluctuation.

Ditang was sitting on the stone bench next to him, touching his shriveled stomach from time to time, tilting his head to look at him, with a sad expression on his face, "Xiao Daoist, don't you even eat dinner? I'm so hungry, so hungry. "

Seeing that he didn't respond.

Ditang snorted.

"I'm starving to death, don't you care about me?"

She got off the stone bench and sat beside him with weak feet, her head tilted on his shoulder.

Hum chirp.

"I'm about to starve to death, Taoist chief, please help me."

The big rooster in the chicken coop in the distance got goosebumps all over his body.

Ouch.

The fox really has a thick skin! !
The Taoist priest quickly accepted her! ! !Make braised foxes!
Xiao Yu always calmed down quickly after meditating, but the fox next to him was indeed a little noisy.

He pushed her away, stood up and walked towards the house.

Ditang hurriedly followed, with a happy face, "Are you going to make a big braised rooster?"

(End of this chapter)

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