Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The round little head looked left and right, and the long ears flapped a few times.

The girls all froze.

After a while—

"Ah, what a cute little rabbit!"

"This little rabbit still belongs to Jintong!"

"So cute!"

"Let the slaves hug me quickly."

They simply forgot about Wudu, and reached out to touch Gu Ruojiao.

Wudu hurriedly stuffed Gu Ruojiao into his arms, and walked to the stairwell in a flash, not letting them touch her.

He asked again in a deep voice: "Amitabha, the poor monk is here to get rid of the demon, where is the monster?"

The girls waved their handkerchiefs boredly: "The madam is in the backyard, but she has been in mood swings recently, you should pay more attention to what you say, young master."

Wudu made a single palm salute: "Thank you, benefactor."

Once again dodged a girl who was approaching, without letting them touch her body at all.

Seeing this, the girls dispersed boredly.

Wu Du felt relieved.

Looking down, the little rabbit appeared again, looking up at her.

Wudu patted her head.

Soon Wudu found the old bustard in the yard, she seemed to be catching the fleeing chickens.

The old bustard's face was a little pale, and his eyes were very black and blue, and he looked as if he hadn't slept for several nights.

The moment she saw Wudu, her eyes lit up.

Leaving the chicken in his hand, he walked quickly towards Wudu.

"The little master is finally here!"

The voice was shrill and hoarse, as if the window was broken and the wind was blowing in from inside.

Wudu glanced at her hand, then lowered his head slightly: "May I ask where is the monster that the benefactor got rid of?"

The bustard immediately enthusiastically led him to the backyard.

She looked at Wudu with glowing eyes along the way.

And Wudu remained expressionless, as if he hadn't noticed the hot eyes.

He just held Gu Ruojiao's little butt lightly with one hand, as if to comfort her.

This action made the bustard notice the little rabbit in his arms.

She glanced at Gu Ruojiao, her eyes flashed.

In a daze, Gu Ruojiao seemed to see the red light flashing in her eyes.

Got to the place in no time.

It was a deserted house in the backyard.

Weeds are overgrown here, and it looks like it has not been lived in for several years.

He heard the old bustard's shrill and hoarse voice: "Little master, that monster is in the abandoned well." 7K 妏敩

Wudu went to the abandoned well.

This well has long been exhausted, and the well is very deep, but there seems to be something at the bottom of the well.

It's bones.

Still human.

Wudu's eyes flickered slightly.

The next second he suddenly turned sideways.

An arm-thick tail swept over, and slapped hard on the place where Wudu was standing just now.

The wellhead was hit and instantly shattered into stones.

With one hand behind his back, Wudu patted the little rabbit in his arms comfortingly.

"Don't be afraid."

Afterwards, his expression turned serious, and he faced the old bustard opposite him.

The bustard, to be precise, is not the bustard.

She looked at Wudu, with foul-smelling saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her long tongue licked her dry lips.

"Little master hides really fast."

Wudu looked at her calmly: "The people in the well were all killed by you."

"Of course it's my slave's house." The old bustard was proud, not ashamed but proud.

Wudu closed his eyes in compassion and recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

The old bustard didn't take it seriously: "These people were all romantic and happy before they died, and they were all smiling when they died."

In other words, she was very considerate.

Wudu recited the Buddha's name again, and then said: "Since you have committed murder, the poor monk can no longer let you stay in this world and harm others."

The old bustard let out a coquettish smile and twisted her body: "Then how does the little master plan to accept the slave family? The slave family is afraid of pain, so the little master should be gentle."