The Buddhist butler who wears books always wants to run away

The sky gradually darkened, and the head-to-head duel between Song Yiyi and Zhang Yuyu was coming to an end.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

"I won, you have to give me that treasure land tomorrow!"

A smug smile appeared on Zhang Lingyu's small face, quite radiant, sweeping away the sadness and jealousy of not making much money before.

"Big sister, you're too foolish, we're obviously playing with a little old man."

Si Fan's baby voice suddenly sounded, making Zhang Cod's face a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, who stipulated that two different games cannot be played together?"

She pouted in dissatisfaction, as if she was going to swallow the boy in front of her in one second.

Song Yiyi quietly watched the two childish ghosts quarreling, neatly cleaned up the accessories on the ground, and silently looked at Si Fan, probably signaling him to stop talking nonsense and go home early.

"The interstellar city management is here! The interstellar city management is here! Ahhh! Run! No, hurry up!"

"Wow! It's Master Yu Wanzi City Management, hurry up and catch up."

The scattered vendors around frantically picked up their goods, stretched their legs and ran towards the direction with the most traffic.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lingyu also became excited, but when he looked down and saw the messy stalls, he felt a little unhappy.

Tsk, I knew I wouldn't play tricks a long time ago.

How unlucky!That's Lord Yu Wanzi, who has a relationship with the emperor's relatives!

It seems that I am out of luck...

She slowly collected the things in her booth, and felt a little displeased when she saw that the two people beside her hadn't left yet.

"Why don't you two leave? Are you standing here to show off that you pack things faster than me? If you don't leave, believe it or not, I'll tell someone to beat you!"

She stared at the two of them with the most vicious expression in her life, but she didn't expect to be ignored so simply.

"Big sister, is there something wrong with your brain? The only passage ahead is blocked by those people. Where do we go out?"

Si Fan pouted, rolled his eyes at him, and slowly raised his middle finger along the way.

"Brat, don't you want me to clean up the booth! Wait for me, tomorrow I will sell cooked food next to you, and I won't give you a bite!"

The long-lost voice of the butler system sounded in his mind, as if a century had passed.

"Host, the space and the spirit spring have been prepared for you. The golden finger can only be triggered by meeting the male protagonist."

Si Fan whispered something in his mind, "The second girl looks pretty good, doesn't she? She doesn't seem to have a brain."

Pancake looked at the two girls like an idiot, looking left and right.

He had no choice but to open the pirated book of the novel written by Ye Yeye again. Seeing that the first chapter was written as the second female, and the second chapter was written as the third female, his heart was pounding.

The boss gave the wrong book?

It shouldn't be, could it be that the stupid author Ye Yeye made a pirated book for himself?

Flipping through all the following pages, it seemed that they all showed the third woman, and a big rock hanging in his heart fell down.

"Host, I'm sorry. The bastard next to you is the third woman, and after arguing with the hostess, she became a good sister."

He couldn't complain about this old-fashioned plot.

When he came back to his senses, one babble after another came out of his mouth.

"Sister, if your cooking is delicious, why didn't any customers come to ask about the jewelry sale today?"

"Oh, by the way, the accessories are not as good as my sister's, and it's embarrassing to be cute like others."

As he spoke, he stroked his face a few times with his fingers, expressing shyness.

Zhang Lingyu was so angry that he couldn't speak, picked up the packed things and walked away. Before leaving, he gave him a vicious look.

"I'm telling you, kid. You don't want to eat the chicken wings I made tomorrow!"

Cut, Si Fan is not rare.

What he didn't know was that chicken wings are a relatively precious food on this planet called Mercury, and people in ordinary families can't eat them, such as Song Yitiao's family.

Some rich families also specialize in raising pet chickens. In order to distinguish them from domesticated chickens, a nameplate symbolizing honor is hung around the neck of the pet chickens.

Yu Wanzi's family has a chicken with pure white feathers.

This chicken has its own social account, and has more than 30 followers on social software, more fans than Si Fan.

"Hmph, not rare."

Zhang Lingyu left angrily, and her figure gradually disappeared into the crowd. When she left, she squeezed with people, cursing and trying to cut off the other person's head.

Song Yiyi was very Buddhist. She followed her younger brother Song Niuwan, Si Fan, and waited until dark and the crowd dispersed before walking home slowly.

……

Si Fan was tired all day, and being cute is also a technical job. He was lying in the cozy small room, and suddenly thought that there should be more space and a spiritual spring in his mind at this time.

He suppressed his exhaustion and relaxed his whole body and mind into his spiritual consciousness.

Slowly open your eyes, and what you see is green.

The endless green, the green blinded his eyes.

As if hinting at something to himself, a red spherical unidentified object moved rapidly towards him.

He had no choice but to run around, and before he had time to slow down, his feet were empty and he fell into the spring water with a plop.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

He coughed desperately and struggled in the water, not noticing that his originally heavy body was gradually becoming lighter.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing violently again, he was suddenly sucked up by a suction force.

"Hey, the host doesn't know him anymore."

Bingbing's dialect with a hint of scumbag echoed in the silent space.

At first, Si Fan didn't notice his figure, and was looking around, when he suddenly felt the pain of being pecked by some animal on his feet.

"hiss……"

He kicked the unknown creature flying out of his feet with inertia, and heard a scream.

Paji, Pancake fell into the grass.

Bright red, as if to show off that even with red and green, he is still the most handsome chick in the world.

? ?

Si Fan looked at the chicken that suddenly appeared in the distance with a strange expression, and then looked down at the shoes.

Good fellow, he has nothing to do with people.

The shoe was actually pecked out a hole!

"Quack? Quack quack?"

Bingbing's sharp chicken mouth let out a cry that did not match its identity, which deepened the idea of ​​letting Si Fan roast the chicken.

Flapping his short wings, he dragged his body of fat with difficulty and rushed towards Si Fan.

A pungent chicken smell rushed into his nostrils, and his eyes turned white from the smoke.

Unexpectedly, at this time, as a chicken, Pie Biao has no self-consciousness at all.

Si Fan angrily pulled out a bunch of chicken feathers.

Oh, it's still on the head of the pie.

The pain caused Pancake to cry, "Wow, woof!"

He yelled at Si Fan, as if venting his emotions.

Who knew that the person in front of him stuffed chicken feathers into his trouser pocket with a guilty conscience, looking up at the sky and sighing as if nothing had happened.

"Are you polite?"

A drop of clear tears flowed from the eyes of Pancake Chicken. He managed to find the body of the most handsome pet chicken in the world, but he did not expect to be ruined by this guy!

"Oh hehe, I'm really sorry, brother chicken. Where is my pancake system?"

Si Fan pretended not to know who the other party was, but was betrayed by the expression of not daring to watch him dodge back and forth.

"He died, his heart died when his hair was just plucked."