Monk, let go of that little zombie

When Xia Chu's teeth touched Dong Mo's neck, the latter's body paused slightly, tearing Xia Chu apart almost instantly: "Xia Chu!"

Chu Xia's fangs had already protruded, and he stared at Dong Mo bitterly, not afraid of him at all: "If it weren't for you, would I be able to itch like this?!"

At the end of Dongdong, he was helpless: "You are the one who wants to eat the multicolored balls." If you really want to blame it, you can't blame him, who knows that he is allergic to bitter melon.

Mo Dong's grip on Xia Chu's jaw remained unabated, no matter how Xia Chu struggled, his mouth could not get any closer to Dong Mo's neck.

Xia Chu's head was immobilized, but his body was not immobilized, and he kept twisting, almost turning himself into a twist: "But you ordered me to eat the remaining three, and you are still fierce. If I really eat it, I will die." deal!"

"Didn't the poor monk eat for you in the end?" Dong Mo sighed deeply, "Is it unfair for you to blame the poor monk?"

Xia Chu hesitated for a while, but he refused to think deeply: "Anyway, I don't care, it's you who made me feel so uncomfortable. Since you accepted me, I have done whatever you asked me to do, never resisted, I am so obedient, today I still Suffering such a crime. I knew that you hated me so much that you wanted to kill me, but because of your status as a monk, you had to stop killing me for the time being."

Dong Mo held down his dishonest foot that wanted to kick over: "The poor monk didn't want to kill you. If he really wanted to kill you, he would have killed you on the first day he took you in. Why wait until now."

"That's all," looking at Chu Xia's flushed eyes, Mo Dong compromised, "Tell me, what do you want?"

At the beginning of Xia, he stopped struggling, and looked at him eagerly: "You will agree to whatever I say?" He was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu, taking this opportunity to get back his copper coins, and when he got the copper coins, he would find a time to escape, and then go to another place. In a city, it is better to be a man with your tail between your legs in the future than to be caught and lose your freedom.

As soon as this thought flashed through, Dong Mo's expression darkened: "Anything is fine except your copper coins."

"..." Xia Chu was angry, "Stinky Monk, can you fucking read minds?!"

Dongmo looked at him indifferently, without saying a word.

After the anger was over, after a while, Xia Chu's eyes suddenly lit up: "You said that you can buy anything but copper coins. That's fine. I don't want copper coins. I want to eat meat and drink blood!"

Afraid that Dong Mo would say something to block him, Xia Chu hurriedly said: "Just now you said 'anything is fine except your copper coins', monks don't lie."

At the end of winter: "..."

Seeing Dong Mo's speechless expression, Xia Chu was very happy, this time he used Dong Mo's words to block him to death, so that the latter had no room to resist, and only felt that he had won a big victory.

After a moment of silence, Dong Mo said: "The poor monk agrees with you."

"Then I don't blame you." Xia Chu smiled and rolled his eyes, as if the itching on his body was not so severe, he threw the medicine to Dong Mo, "Anyway, you gave me the medicine when I was unconscious, you Paint me now too." He was so itchy that he didn't want to move.

For the convenience of the end of winter, he also took off his monk's clothes on his own initiative and lay down on the bed in a big shape.

Mo Dong's hand holding the medicine bottle tightened: "You are awake now, wipe it yourself."

"No...!" Xia Chu drew his voice and patted the bed board, "Hurry up, I'm very itchy."

Dong Mo sighed: "Wait for the poor monk to wash his hands."

……

The next day, early summer, things got better.In the middle of the night, Dong Mo got up every other hour to apply medicine for Xia Chu.Up to now, less than one-third of the red bumps on Chu Xia's body remained.

He was looking forward to the meat and blood that Dong Mo promised him, and he kept urging Dong Mo since he woke up, but Dong Mo said he was not in a hurry.Seeing his upright face, Xia Chu thought about it, and with this monk's character, he would never go back on what he promised him, so he relaxed and waited attentively.

At noon, on the way to the cafeteria, Xia Chu noticed that the monks around him were looking at him strangely, so he didn't think much about it, and ran to the cafeteria happily.

Xuan Su greeted him, glanced at him, and saw that the red bumps on his neck had dissipated and only small patches remained, so he was completely relieved.

"Benefactor Xia, the chef has made a new dish for you, please wait a moment." He said and looked towards the end of Dongdong.

Xia Chu thought, could it be that the meat was fried for him on purpose?Still prepared blood?

He sat happily on the seat, holding his chin with both hands, and sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips from time to time, so greedy.

A few minutes later, Xuan Su came over with a tray, Xia Chu stretched his neck to look, only saw a big wooden bowl and a wooden Gu.

Xuansu put the two in front of Xia Chu, and lifted the lid.

Xia Chu looked at the wooden Gu first, the liquid inside was blood red, it looked very tempting, but - he moved his nose, why he didn't smell the smell of blood.

Did allergies ruin his nose?

He picked up the wooden Gu and took a sip, then smacked his lips.

Sweet?

Sweet? !

Taking another sip, Xia Chu was so angry that he slapped the table and shouted, "This is obviously watermelon juice!"

Xuansu glanced at the end of Dong, bit the bullet and said: "Benefactor Xia, this glass of liquid is not called watermelon juice, it's called 'drinking blood'."

Early Xia:? ? ?

Two seconds later, he shifted his gaze to the wooden bowl. The stewed noodles in it looked very good. He said with a blank expression, "Is this called 'eat meat'?"

"Hehehe... Benefactor Xia is really smart." Xuan Suhan said.

Recalling the scene when my uncle entered the back kitchen not long ago and told him to squeeze a cup of watermelon juice and name it 'drinking blood', and make a bowl of stewed noodles and name it 'eat meat', I always feel so fantastic.

Looking at Benefactor Xia's expression at the moment, he was a little scared, and he didn't know why his master and uncle would do this.

"He! Shang!" Chu Xia gritted his teeth and burst out two words from between his teeth.

Mo Dong coughed secretly, he had expected such a reaction in Chu Xia, he waved his hand to signal Xuan Su to go down, although Xuan Su wanted to listen to gossip, but he didn't dare to linger, and left quickly.

"You said you want to drink blood and eat meat, and the poor monk has already done it." Dong Mo said, he lowered his voice as much as possible, making his voice softer, to appease Xia Chu's emotions, "When your body recovers, poor monk The monk will take you down the mountain."

Xia Chu, who was about to continue to get angry, was distracted by the word downhill: "What are you going down the mountain for?"

"Don't you want to play, the poor monk will take you to play." Dong Mo said.

In this way, Xia Chu's anger was cured.

There is no way, who made the stinky monk so cunning, and he took advantage of the gap in the text, but the other party promised to take him to play, so he will reluctantly forgive him.

……

The monks dining around whispered:

"I seem to have heard Master Uncle saying that he is going to take Master Xia down the mountain to play."

"I heard it too."

"My question is, what to play?"

"do not know."

"Your expression betrayed you, what did you think of?"

"The monks should not think wildly, Amitabha."

"..."