Taoist and dog

Xiao Rong subconsciously covered his left arm, and quickly turned around on one foot.

The scenery of the alleys flashed by in front of my eyes. On the empty stone road, I stood there dressed in black and silent, like a pine, straight and straight.

Xiao Rong stood still, with his feet slightly leaning forward, his face with no skin color could be seen, the two eyes were very obvious, he stared at the man, his eyes were full of fierce light.

The man was wearing a monk's robe.

The green and black cassock stretched across the chest, covering the red and black robe, and the triangular bamboo hat covered most of the face, only showing a part of the chin.

The man held the rosary beads and moved them one by one.

Xiao Rong's breathing became stagnant, his muscles stretched into stones, and the fingers covering his arm were embedded in the layered rags that wrapped his left arm.

Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that he was neither human nor demon now, and the monk's words about evil already made it clear.

Xiao Rong's desire to survive is stronger than anyone else's. He doesn't want to die. He has been struggling since his parents passed away. He has survived all these years. He can't just give his life away so vaguely.

Xiao Rong wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he made a meaningless single sound. At this moment, the monk raised his hand suddenly, and Xiao Rong only felt the strong wind on his face. Before he could dodge his left arm, he felt a chill. The cloth and his clothes were shattered to the ground like snow flakes, and the hideous and terrifying arms were exposed like this.

Panic suddenly sprang from the bottom of my heart, and my hairs stood on end. This was a fear I had never had before.

Xiao Rong pressed his arm and shook his head back, the monk's finger moving the rosary stopped abruptly.

The monk's robe is raised again, as if covering the sky and the sun, erasing the afterglow of the setting sun, leaving endless darkness.

Xiao Rong felt death.

The moment the monk raised his arm, a weight suddenly fell from Xiao Rong's body, and then his shoulders sank, forcing him to kneel down.

Before the hem of the floating clothes fell off, someone grabbed him and hugged Xiao Rong in his arms.

The white robe covered Xiao Rong's bare body, and also blocked that unbearable arm.

From exposing to blocking, but in the blink of an eye, so fast that the body has not noticed the temperature of the air.

Xiao Rong was stunned.

"Monk Chongji, you have killed a lot of monsters, and now you want to kill people too?" The round voice sounded in the ear, the words were serious, but there seemed to be a bit of frivolity in it, the man let out a laugh from his nostrils, Holding Xiao Rong tighter, "Where is the compassion of monks?"

"The poor monk beheaded a demon."

"Demon?" The man suddenly picked up Xiao Rong's chin, revealing his dirty face, his face was very close to him, so close that when he spoke, the fluff on each other's cheeks seemed to be rubbing lightly, " You can see clearly that he is a human being, no matter what is on him, he is a human being now, a clear-headed and fresh person. Monk Chongji, ask your Buddha, should you kill people or save people?"

The man didn't think he was dirty, so he hugged him tightly, and the strength was transmitted from his arms to Xiao Rong, like a warning, but in fact Xiao Rong didn't dare to move even without his strength, he knew that this was a moment of life and death.

The monk on the opposite side stopped talking.

The triangular bamboo hat covered the monk's face, even when he was kneeling on the ground, Xiao Rong could see his chin. He couldn't see his expression, but he felt the other party's hesitation.

"I'll keep this person. If I can save him, I will save him. If I can't save him..." The man paused for a while, and then he spoke in a joking tone, but there was a stern tone inside, "I won't bother you, Master Chongji."

"Okay, here you are." The monk flicked his sleeves, facing the faint sunset, "See you next time, if you still look like this, gods and Buddhas will be unstoppable, destroy it."

The monk is gone.

Xiao Rong immediately lost his strength, and his robe was wet with sweat.

His life was hanging by a thread, and he came back.

"Leave here first." Before he could spit out the breath, the force on him suddenly disappeared, and the man stood up quickly, his eyes still fixed on the direction the monk left.

Xiao Rong was still in shock, hearing his tone he got up from the ground in a hurry, gathered his clothes and quickly followed the man's pace.

……

They walked through several alleys, and finally stopped in front of a lively street.

The alley is very lively, but the alley is still quiet.

"Didn't follow, let's go." The man glanced back, didn't look back, and suddenly laughed, "Stupid monks with one muscle, God doesn't favor them, after so many years, I thought I could grow a muscle again no matter what , co-authoring is still the same, it was easy to deceive before, but now it is even easier to deceive than before."

Xiao Rong clutched the robe on his body and wrapped himself tightly in it. He lowered his head, desperately wanting to find a place where no one would hide, but he was scared by the monk just now, and now he still has lingering fears. It was a person, he didn't know where he was going, and he repeatedly stepped on the ground anxiously.

The man sensed Xiao Rong's uneasiness, smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

Xiao Rong was on full alert at the moment, he reacted immediately when the man moved, he wanted to dodge, but his chin was picked up the moment his head moved.

He caught off guard and saw the other's eyes.

Xiao Rong was stunned, this person was faster than him!

Clean index finger and Xiao Rong's face were in stark contrast, the man didn't look at him, he picked Xiao Rong's chin and looked left and right, "Tsk, look at this appearance, you must have suffered a lot."

Xiao Rong was startled.

He's not used to being touched, even caring.

Xiao Rong reflexively wanted to push him away, but this man had just saved his life, and... he was a little afraid of him.

This man seems kind, but for some reason, Xiao Rong always has a feeling that that monk is scary, and this person is even more terrifying than that monk.

I don't want to have too much contact, and I don't even want to listen to a word.

Xiao Rong didn't dare to make a move directly, he took half a step back, carefully and tentatively took his chin off his finger, his eyes didn't leave the man's face during the whole process.

The man didn't react too much, he just closed his hands and rubbed his fingers casually.

After parting, Xiao Rong hurriedly backed away, just when he wanted to turn his head and run, the man suddenly said, "Suddenly there is something more on his body, isn't it uncomfortable?"

There was a voice in his heart telling him to leave quickly, not to listen to a single word, but the voice in the man's eyes was so bewitching that his feet were nailed in place.

"I can help you, and only I can help you." The man grinned, and he straightened his body with a flick of his sleeves. "Introduction, my name is Lu Qinghe, and I am a Taoist priest."