The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 310 Little Master (37)

Usually pure-hearted and ascetic, well-behaved, how can he stand the appearance of a young girl, but he is not good at pushing people away.

Tang Qian just hung on him like this, and continued: "Little master, your answer just now is also impeccable."

Tan Kong was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was referring to.

He couldn't help feeling helpless.

At that time, he had to say so.

"Little master?" Tang Qian raised his head, looking at the young man's face with bright blue eyes, and the other party also lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Stop messing around in the future. If you want the poor monk to marry him, the poor monk can marry him immediately."

"Of course, little master, you mean what you say, but that coquettish fox just now is too annoying, so I can only dismiss him like that." Tang Qian said.

Tankong sighed, he may have broken all the precepts on her for so many years.

Having been quarreled by Bai Si, Tang Qian always felt that it was impossible for Sao Hu to give up so easily.

If she didn't know how to divide pills now, she really wanted to return the 500 years of skill to him immediately, and if she didn't get rewarded for nothing, it would be a trouble to keep it.

A few days later, the rented house also expired, Tan Kong decided to continue training, and Tang Qian naturally accompanied him.

Most of the time, she turned into a cat and curled up in his arms.

So stop and go along the way.

If you encounter a village or town, you will stop for two days. If you don't have one, you will sleep in the wild.

"Little master, there seems to be a village ahead." Tang Qian poked his head out of Tan Kong's arms, took a look, and then transformed into a human form, standing aside.

"Yeah." Tan Kong responded lightly.

Then he took Tang Qian's hand and walked towards the village.

Along the way, it has become a habit, and he will always protect him.

But where there are many people, Tang Qian will turn into a cat.

The village was pitch black, with only a vague outline showing in the night.

After the two approached, they didn't see any bright lights. They thought no one lived there, but there was a low, deliberately suppressed coughing sound from some houses.

It's clearly inhabited.

"Little master?" Tang Qian turned to look at him curiously.

There's something wrong with this situation.

It just fell into darkness, even in a remote Zhuangzi, it shouldn't be like this situation where every household is closed.

Moreover, looking around, the village doesn't want to be very deserted, there are vaguely about twenty households, maybe four to fifty people.

Tan Kong only put his finger on his lips, motioning her to keep silent.

It was clear that something was wrong with him, too.

He raised his hand and stroked Tang Qian's hair, signaling her to turn into a cat first, and then went to knock on the farmer who was coughing just now.

A knock on the door was heard in the room, but there was no movement. Not only did he stop coughing, but he even suppressed his breathing.

Tan Kong frowned.

He knocked again, and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk came here and wanted to stay overnight. Is it convenient?"

There was still no sound in the house.

Tankong was about to knock on the door again, but suddenly stopped his hand, his expression was slightly stern, his eyes were filled with cold light, and the staff in his right hand was already in his palm.

Rusting noises began to be heard around the village.

Very faint, but from far to near.

Like something is dragging the ground.

Tang Qian also heard it, she poked her head out, turned around, and finally her eyes fell on a certain place, and she quickly scratched Tan Kong with her paw.

motioned him to look.

That is……

Tankong's face became more and more gloomy, because it was dark, and his attention was on the door again, but he didn't notice that on the walls on both sides of the door, there were yellow spells written in cinnabar.

(End of this chapter)