Monk, let go of that little zombie

Photon signaled Xia Chu with his eyes: Brother, are you still stealing?

Xia Chu sighed deeply, and returned his gaze: Forget it.

Put the copper coins in his inner pocket, if Guangzi could steal them without any trace, he wouldn't have to be put into Qiankun Bowl by this monk.

Waving his hand, Chu Xia motioned for Photon to leave, Photon looked at him in bewilderment, and looked at Dong Mo, always feeling weird.

The bus arrived, and the two got on the bus one after the other. There were quite a few people in the bus, but when he got on the bus at the end of winter, it seemed that an invisible halo was formed half a meter around him, and the passengers in the bus automatically gave way for him. .

Xia Chu: This X outfit is really 6.

Although he was slandering in his heart, his steps were not slow, and he followed Dong Mo's side staggeringly, so that he would not be crowded.In order not to let Dongmo get rid of him, he even held onto a corner of Dongmo's clothes, and Dongmo glanced at him without saying anything.

There were three young girls sitting in the last row, and whispered:

"Hey, those two little brothers over there are so handsome."

"Don't you think that little brother in gray linen is a bit strange? He doesn't hold on to the handrail, so he's not afraid of falling."

"Eh? Really."

Just when the bus started, it shook with inertia, Dong Mo's feet were rooted to the bottom of the car, and his body remained motionless.

"Wow, is this little brother a legendary Shaolin master?"

"I feel that this is a bit like the heavy pendant described in Grandpa Jin's novel!"

"No, my focus is on the black-clothed little brother who pulls the corner of his clothes next to him. I find it so cute for some reason."

……

After Xia Chu became a zombie, he had sharp eyes and ears, and he could clearly hear the three little girls discussing in a low voice, even on a noisy bus. When he heard the last sentence, Xia Chu loosened the corner of Dongmo's clothes like an electric shock .

so cute?Cute ass.

He really doesn't understand the young people nowadays.

After getting off the bus, Xia Chu didn't know which muscle was wrong, and looked back, just in time to see the three girls crowded by the window, looking at him and Dong Mo with affectionate eyes.

Xia Chu shuddered all over, shaking off goose bumps all over the place.

After walking for 2 minutes, I arrived at the residential area rented by Xia Chu. When I entered the gate, the gatekeeper Uncle Wang's eyes lit up: "Hey, Xiao Xia, a friend came to the door."

——The gatekeeper Uncle Wang is in his 50s, and his family is not short of money. The reason why he came here to guard the gate is to meet a few more young talents every day.He has a 30-year-old daughter who is not yet married. He blind dated his daughter. When Xia Chu first came to this community, he fell in love with him. Fortunately, he fooled him with a clever mouth. .

After seeing Dong Mo's appearance clearly, Uncle Wang's eyes sparkled, showing unusual enthusiasm, and he kept asking Dong Mo: "How old are you? Where do you work? How much is your salary? Do you have a girlfriend?...My daughter Thirty, returnee, 1.7 meters tall, now working as a manager of a listed company, with an annual salary of millions..."

Xia Chu didn't hide his gloating by the side, and seeing the slight embarrassment on Dong Mo's face, he felt very happy.I thought to myself that no matter how awesome you are as a monk, you will be forced to ask questions by the uncle.

If you have the ability to deal with Uncle Wang the same way you used to deal with me.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Dong Mo suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes were so cold, like a basin of cold water poured on his head, and the smile on Xia Chu's face froze in embarrassment.

At the end of Dongdong, he held up a dharma ceremony, and said flatly to Uncle Wang: "Almsgiver, the title of the poor monk is empty, and monks don't talk about marriage."

The voice of Uncle Wang who was eloquent stopped abruptly, and it took a long time before he let out an 'ah'.

Dong Mo turned to Xia Chu, and said in a concentrated voice: "Not going in yet."

At the beginning of Xia, he took out the door card, swiped the door, and walked in. After walking a long distance, he could still hear Uncle Wang's unbelievable yelling——so handsome, he is actually a monk, so there is no reason!

Xia Chu glanced at Dong Mo from the corner of his eye, and rolled his eyes: "Monk, aren't you angry that Uncle Wang has been yelling in front of you for a long time? You are so powerful, shouldn't you make a sticker and paste it on him?" On the forehead, so that he can't harass you."

At the end of winter at this moment, I really want to sew this guy's mouth, moved his fingers hanging by his side, and he said: "From now on, I will give you 10 minutes to pack your clothes. Wen, as long as you go beyond, you can listen for as long as you want."

"..." Two seconds later, Xia Chu tore the girl and ran forward, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Mo Dong couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth.

Xiachu knew that Dongmo would keep his promise, so he moved quickly as soon as he entered the house, packed up his change of clothes and toiletries, thought for a while, and put his passbook and bank card into his backpack.

When the packing was finished, 7 minutes had passed. Xia Chu came out of the bedroom with her bag in her hand. Looking at the bald donkey who was leisurely strolling around the living room of his house, she was so depressed that she wanted to step forward and scratch him to death.

"You said you have a adoptive father, but your adoptive father is Master Xuangui Fuzhao?" Dongmo suddenly said.

Fuck, panic rose instantly in early Xia. He never mentioned who his adoptive father was, and there was no license plate of his adoptive father in the house. How could this monk know!

Forced himself to be calm, Xia Chu's face revealed doubts just right: "What Fuzhao, who is it?"

The end of winter was not certain, but now it is.

Fu Zhao is a master of metaphysics, his ability is no worse than that of his master who passed away at the end of winter, but when Fu Zhao deals with aliens, the method he uses is contrary to the righteous way, and he does not leave any chance for aliens, so he is extremely controversial in Taoism .Some people think that what he did was right, while others think that what he did was too cruel and violated the principle of "benevolence" of Taoism.

As a result, Fu Zhao's reputation is not very good. Some families who advertise orthodox Taoist inheritance classify Fu Zhao among the heterogeneous Taoists, and say that they want to arrest Fu Zhao.

When Fu Zhao died, he specifically told Xia Chu not to tell anyone that Fu Zhao was Xia Chu's adoptive father, so as to avoid causing trouble, and Xia Chu firmly remembered it.

"You can rest assured that Master Poor Monk and Master Xuangui are friends for many years. As long as you don't do evil, Poor Monk will not hurt you at all."

Xia Chu: "I told you that I don't know any master Xuangui!"

He walked out angrily, and just two steps away, he suddenly remembered that the hen was still being raised in the kitchen. He turned back to the kitchen and looked at the hen with a wolf-like green light in his eyes.

He didn't eat enough last night, and he was forced to eat vegetarian food today, and now he urgently needs blood to replenish his energy!

Xia Chu picked up the struggling hen, with a fatherly smile on his face, his mouth was open, and his two canine teeth were ready to move.

A very strong gaze came from the kitchen door. The penetrating power of this gaze was so amazing that Xia Chu's whole body tensed up, and finally he didn't have the courage to bite down.

Three minutes later, he carried a backpack like a little wife, holding a clucking hen in his arms, and followed Dong Mo out the door.

The hen seemed to know that she was out of the body of food, howling happily, fluttering a few chicken feathers on Chu Xia's face from time to time.