Loyal Dogs Are Not Picky Eaters [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, Shen Mo woke up in a warm embrace, with sleepy eyes, and it took a while to recover, speechless in a daze.

I seemed to be lying on Fu Zheng's body. I was teased a bit too much yesterday. I didn't go back until midnight, and halfway through, the hot pot turned into ice cream. When I thought it was about to end, I regained my vitality...

Then there was another meal of tossing and turning, and I couldn't remember what I was doing at the end. I only knew that the other party stopped when I shouted until my voice was lost.

So much so that when it was time to travel, there was no silence.

When I was confused for a while, I could feel some warmth from the hand behind my back.

Fu Zheng was rubbing the young man's waist with his internal force. The young man was very helpful. He squinted his eyes and felt that he was going to grunt in the next moment. He almost had the urge to reach out and scratch his chin.

Fu Zheng had such a strange feeling for a moment, just a trace, flashed through his mind like lightning, so fast that he couldn't catch it.

——It seems that this scene looks similar?

Without thinking too much, the boy in his arms woke up.

"woke up?"

Silence should be, trying to get off Fu Zheng, but was restrained.

"do not move."

The other party was still combing his body with internal force, and then took out a small half pot of honey water from the food box next to him and fed him to drink bit by bit.

"Your internal strength is so weak, how did you get the first prize in Yaoye?"

Mo Mo's face flushed, and his voice was still a little hoarse: "Return to the master, this... because of the day Yan Qinggong is passable."

"Oh?"

Fu Zheng probably had a long and boring journey, so let him explain the details.

Silence was dug out from Zhou Yan's memory, probably because Zhou Yan hid in the haystack and used the turtle's breath to cheat the buffer time. During the period, the opponents killed each other, but they were discovered twice by powerful opponents. Ye Zai, the two of them teamed up to kill each other, but because the opponent's martial arts were superior to theirs, he was also seriously injured, so he could only run to the room that symbolized victory with his last breath.

"When I went in, I realized that I was the first to arrive, and then passed out, and the time to wake up was over."

Of course, Shen Mo lied here, that is, the original Zhou Yan died within a few minutes after arriving, and the impostor himself got on his body.

Fu Zheng didn't say anything, his thoughts were inextricably linked, this world respects military power, and young people can't blame anyone for this. Of course, casualties are inevitable, so he wouldn't make a fuss when he heard about it.

But the current position of Zhou Yan in his heart is different from that of the past. Since they have expressed their hearts to each other, they must take care of them.

Although it was originally bought as a tool for warming the bed, the situation is different now, it has risen to a different position, so it must be taken care of.

He has never hurt anyone, but these days, although it is also because of the influence of 'him', he does have the desire to hurt others.

Thinking of this, he asked.

"Were you seriously injured that day?"

Nodding silently: "Back to the master, I almost lost my life."

Hearing this, Fu Zheng remembered that he was bought back by Yi Yan after a few days. Although the wounds on his body were healed by the Wuhu Buyuan Pill, the scars were still there. He remembered that on the first night when he first arrived, he could Clearly see many freshly healed scars.

With that thought in mind, he stuck it in from the boy's back.

The boy was frightened immediately, and refused with aggrieved voice.

"Let me see."

Silence is unknown, so, recently, ice cream has been getting better and better for him, and he is almost not used to it.

"Back to the master, it's not hurt, it's just a little swollen..."

Fu Zheng pursed his lips and seemed to be in a good mood.

I was silent for a while, and the other party actually smiled. Is that a smile?

"Anything else, let me see your back."

"???"

Shen Mo had no choice but to soften his body obediently. When it came to his back, he thought of some things, if there were any, it was not very clear.

The wound on his back is almost healed, only the scars are left, the scar that spreads from the back to the tailbone is the most obvious, it looks terrifying on his fair skin, although it can be seen even when you lower your head, but When it's time to want to hurt someone, I feel a little heartwarming.

Fu Zheng suddenly called Yi Yan, and she walked in from the window.

"I remember that there seemed to be a lot of Yulu ointment bought from the west last year."

Yi Yan nodded.

"Back to the master, there are some left." No one knows how to use them except myself. They are all old men's, and the other girls have no chance to use them.

"Bring them all to me when you get back."

"Yes... there are quite a few more."

Yi Yan knew what was going on as soon as she thought about it, and continued with a smile.

"I remember that there are quite a few Hundred Flowers Condensation Dew. Mix it together, and the effect will be faster."

Fu Zheng nodded.

"very good."

Putting down the window, Fu Zheng didn't continue talking, he let Shen Mo sleep for a while, there are still a few days away to the next location.

Shen Mo was flattered and shook his head. Just now, Fu Zheng's ointments were supposed to be used for himself. He wanted to ask about the use but dared not ask. Use it afterward...

Fu Zheng asked about his life experience again, and he said some things after the age when Zhou Yan had memories, and then he heard that Zhou Yan was sold because of his good appearance and young age.

He snorted coldly.

Fu Zheng thought to himself, if Yaoye hadn't bought it, there would have been other buyers, and the appearance was good, so it was probably a kiln, wine shop or other place of fireworks. Thinking of this, there was a trace of hostility in his eyes.

"There was a flood last year. I heard that they were swept away by the water, and their life and death are unknown."

Fu Zheng was upset, and his face turned pale.

The boy's eyelids trembled as he spoke. Fu Zheng looked down at him, his long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and his eyes turned blue, which should be caused by lack of sleep.

So he softened his tone and said softly: "There is still a distance, sleep later."

"Day Yan is no longer sleepy..."

"not sleepy?"

Looking at the boy's slightly red and swollen eyes, he snorted coldly.

"What to do if you're not sleepy?"

"..."

Silent shook his head quickly.

"No, no, Zhou Yan suddenly felt sleepy again."

After speaking, he pretended to yawn.

With a half-smile, Fu Zheng tightened his hands around the other's waist, and said coldly, "Sleep tight, slow down, I'll just use you to kill this long journey."

Mo Mo dare not sleep, even if he is not sleepy, he will be sleepy, besides, he is really sleepy now.

Close your eyes, wrap your feet in a thick blanket, and expose your feet outside. There is a smoke cage next to your feet. The rising heat makes the soles of your white and tender feet turn rosy, but the multiple scratches on them are very obvious, and they are already knotted. The scab fell off, leaving a few chalky white marks on it.

A smoker was placed in each of the four corners of the carriage, and there were five in total beside Shen Mo's feet. Although their carriage was larger than normal, with so many of them, it would not be cold at all. The fleece paneling, the rabbit fur blanket under the feet is even more warm.

If you open the window at this time and you can see that there is already a drizzle outside, and walking in the forest, it is wet and cold as far as you can see. If you get out of the carriage, you will definitely not be able to help sneezing.

But the silence wrapped in layers fell asleep completely, changing his movements a little from time to time, and even burrowing into Fu Zheng's arms.

In the past few days, they would stop halfway to set up camp, or stop in small villages that did not deviate from the forward route, but they were silent and calmed down for a few days.

When they arrived in the town on this day, it was naturally the best inn, and they stayed at the same night that night.

I don't know what kind of sex Fu Zheng turned. He actually gave Shen Mo the antidote of Wuhu Pill. Shen Mo thought that at least he would ask for it, and maybe he would be tossed and tossed, but he actually gave it on his own initiative, and this time the solution The medicine is different from last time.

"Master...is this...the permanent antidote?"

Fu Zheng nodded and stared at him.

"... Really give it to me?"

"That's natural."

Silence naturally wouldn't refuse. Thinking of recently, Fu Zheng wouldn't feed it when he was sleeping at night. He thought it was to avoid the previous incident - he didn't have the ability to fight back, and he was almost taken advantage of by An Yan. .

He almost crushed the pill in his fingertips, and he licked his fingers carefully when taking it, fearing that the effect of the medicine would be missed.

Seeing this, Fu Zheng reached out to grab him into his arms, then took out a brocade box from behind and handed it to Shen Mo.

The silence opened, and a small prop with a strange shape, this is the last prop that was photographed last time, the price is also the highest, and of course, it is also the most useful.

"Master has been a little bit angry recently, can Zhou Yan make him angry?"

"..."

Shen Mo clutched the small object, his face flushed, and he nodded unobtrusively.

"Do you know how to use it?"

The boy shook his head, the thing he was holding was like a hot potato.

He grabbed the opponent's hand: "Come on, I'll teach you."

……

The next day, Yi Yan bought some gel lotion from nowhere, and when she applied it on her body, Mo Mo discovered that it was a product for removing scars.

"Master, there is no need for Day Yan..."

Fu Zheng ignored him and continued to smear him evenly.

"Master, no one else can see it anyway..."

Fu Zheng snorted softly.

"I can see."

"..."

"In order to make the scenery more pleasing to the eye in the future."

"..."

Silently blushing, he already understood in seconds.

The scars on the back are indeed unattractive from a certain angle.

Fu Zheng carefully painted all the scars on his body, and then asked him not to wear clothes to dry.

After staying for a few days, they continued on the road. After leaving the town, the road ahead was not a small river, so they directly abandoned the carriage and boarded a boat that had been waiting for a long time.

The weather has warmed up in the past few days. After boarding the boat, the sun is shining. Shen Shen and Fu Zheng go to the deck to bask in the sun when the sun is shining. Fu Zheng reads a book, and Shen Mo sleeps on the side. It is very harmonious

Silence was fine at first, but on the second day she started to get seasick, her head was confused and her stomach hurt, Yi Yan thought everything through, and had already prepared seasickness medicine and pickled plums.

It's better to be silent, and I barely have the energy to eat.

In fact, Silent was a little dizzy when he saw the boat at first, because he was motion sick and seasick in time and space, but thinking that Zhou Yan was at least a martial arts practitioner, it shouldn't affect him.

After two or three days, the silence began to worsen, but he held back his breath. Fortunately, he would reach the opposite bank in half a day. They were drifting obliquely along the river, so it took a long time.

When he was about to get off the boat, he vomited silently. When the boat stopped and hit the pier and bounced back, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. He vomited a lot.

Although they all vomited into the river, it was disgusting enough. Silent himself felt dirty, but Fu Zheng actually watched him vomit, and wiped his mouth after he vomited.

Silence looked at the high sun.

What happened to the ice cream?

System: I suspect...they may merge.

Silent Zantou: It's very possible that the ice cream will follow me more and more, I'm afraid.

System: After all, they are the same person. If they merge, it will be great for you to complete the task.

Silence: How much is each now?

System: Ice cream is slightly behind by 70.00%, hot pot is already [-]% five.

Are you going to get in the carriage again next?

Mo Mo looked at the carriage that was about to bump up, his eyes darkened.

They stopped and walked before, and the silence was not particularly meaningful, but just after getting seasick, it is natural to feel uncomfortable seeing the car.

"It's only half an hour to Jiang Ying."

Yi Yan took out the altar pickled plums, Fu Zheng took out one, put it in his mouth, and said to Yi Yan, "Jiang Ying can stay for a few days."

Yi Yan nodded and said yes: "The journey is more than halfway done, and we are not in a hurry. Jiang Ying is located in a trading hub, and there are many good things to buy."

Nodding silently: "Thank you master for your compassion."

The other party pressed his lips and said, "Relax when the time comes, and serve me well."

What he said next was "serving" with extra emphasis. Silence knew it, and his pale face turned red with meaning. Fu Zheng was very satisfied when he saw a trace of red, and the expression on his face could almost be called joy.

The carriage was slow, and finally arrived when Shen Mo was about to die. There were already many people waiting at the gate of the city. This is the largest city near the headquarters of Death Gate.

There is a mansion built by Fu Zheng himself, and there is no need to stay in a hotel, so there is a great momentum, and they were welcomed back all the way.

Director Wang is a middle-aged man who is a little older. He heard the news that his master had adopted a pet, but he never expected that he would be spoiled to such an extent.

I didn't borrow other people's hands, hugged it up and down, and put it on the bed in the master bedroom. This is not over, I immediately found a doctor, and after a series of diagnoses, it was just a small problem.

——It's not a big problem if you are exhausted by boats and cars.

But even so, I still prescribed a few prescriptions to keep them.

"Sect Master, today's banquet to welcome the wind and cleanse the dust."

Fu Zheng nodded.

Steward Wang is the one who knows him the most. He knew his dual personality as early as the second attack. He didn't wake up often before, but he knew that the second personality must wake up every day. He is Some worried.

"Master, this Yan is set at night, I don't know if there is something wrong."

"It's okay, 'he' is just different from me in temperament, what should be or what should be."

Director Wang nodded, and he said again.

"It's quite complete this time, and naturally there are troubles. I heard that they selected a group of women as tribute..." The manager glanced at Zhou Yan who was lying on the bed, and whispered a little.

"Hmph." Fu Zheng sneered.

"It's not good for the subordinates to return it in person, so it's not bad to say it... it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that when I passed by the side hall last time, I heard a boy from an unknown house gossip..."

"Ok?"

The manager was a little scared, so he said something first.

"Let me tell you, the sect master should not blame you."

"Ah."

"It is said that the master of the sect has practiced the lost kung fu. Although the kung fu is the best in the world, he has cut off the seven emotions and six desires..."

"Heh." Fu Zheng really laughed this time.

"So the families who paid tribute this time should have heard the wind..."

Fu Zheng waved his hand. He has never been interested in such small thoughts. Although he is not incapable of fighting small thoughts, for him, this kind of thing is a waste of time.

Manager Wang knew Fu Zheng's character, so he didn't stop Fang Sai woman, but he was a little worried before that if Fu Zheng happened to fall in love with one, it would be fine if Ming Media was married, but if he just played around, he would have Flesh and blood will be difficult to deal with.

Manager Wang is always thoughtful, and has already thought of many possibilities.

Only this time, he saw Zhou Yan.

It was the first time I saw my master treat another person like this, and he was still a man, so it explained why Fu Zheng didn't get close to women before.

Therefore, at least during the years that Director Wang has served him, Fu Zheng has always liked men.

The young man on the bed groaned softly, and Director Wang immediately gave him a wink: "Subordinates go down to see how the dinner is going."

Silence wakes up and opens his eyes to an unfamiliar environment.

"Master..." His voice was a little hoarse, and Fu Zheng took the rock sugar pear juice at hand and fed Shen Shen a little bit.

"Have a good rest. There is a dinner party tonight, so you have to follow me."

Nodding silently, he replied, "Yes, master."

Ice cream was a bit too good for him, he was not very used to it, with Yu Weiyi around, Mo Mo didn't dare to be as casual as he was with hot pot.

After talking on the bed for a while and drinking some honey water, he felt much better. Motion sickness is not a big problem. In addition, Fu Zheng used his internal strength to recuperate for a while, his face became rosier and he was not so uncomfortable anymore.

This was not uncomfortable, and Silence began to feel a little hungry.

"Zi Yan, 'he' has been nice to you recently."

Shen Mo didn't know how to answer the conversation, was this jealous?

"You don't have to be so cautious, since it's already like this, why not..."

"what?"

"It might as well go beyond that."

"Zi Yan dare not..."

"If you don't dare, be obedient."

The hand rubbing Silence's forehead began to slide to the tip of the ear, kneading.

"Of course, if it's more transcendent in bed..."

"..."

……

……

It was just dark, 'Passover' had been silent for an afternoon, and he was given a elixir to invigorate Qi and refresh the mind.

Manager Wang stood guard at the door, waiting for his master, and kept his ears shut, pretending he didn't hear anything going on in the room.

Mo Mo wore a Roland purple brocade robe today, a color that reminded him a lot, while Fu Zheng wore white.

When he just changed his clothes, Fu Zheng, who had a second personality, ate a handful of tofu and insisted on changing his clothes 'close to the body'. In short, when he went out, the improvement was much better than when he just got off the carriage.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Mr. Wang, and his face turned even redder in silence. All the things he had just been inside should have been heard clearly.

At this time, Shen Mo could only pretend that nothing happened, and followed Fu Zheng cheekily.

The hall was already full of people, besides the leaders of various gangs and sects related to this area and the gate of death, there were also many women, each followed by three or four, or even four or five.

When Silence followed in, his eyes were dazzled.

Is this a beauty pageant?

He discovered that Fu Zheng, a man of the rivers and lakes, did it. He ate, drank, and had fun every day. He was so happy that he didn't have any friends. It wasn't like watching a TV show, where you fight me and I fight you every day.

But when I think about it again, Fu Zheng's position, except for those who are desperate, there are really not many people who want to pinch him.

Fu Zhengdang didn't see anything, and went to his seat in silence.

Everyone stood up and bowed to say hello, Fu Zheng just hummed lightly.

Before entering, the scene was very hot, but after entering, the temperature dropped a lot, and the hot pot was still Fu Zheng, which was quite scary.

After exchanging pleasantries, the meal began. Shen Shen and Fu Zheng sat at the main seats. Halfway through the meal, a certain patriarch sitting in the nearest seat wanted to speak. He thought about his words, this is a dedicated woman, It's not a bad thing, even if Fu Zheng has a bad temper, he has no reason to be angry, so he dared to speak up.

While talking, I also listened silently, talking a lot of things, and the last thing is the point.

Silence was hungry, and he didn't stop talking, but he almost choked when he heard what the Patriarch said.

These people actually want to give Fu Zhengsai a woman?

"..."

Fu Zheng sneered, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

He drank a glass of wine unhurriedly, picked out a piece of soft scallop meat and put it in the silent bowl, then said slowly: "Okay."

"...?"

The scallops that Shen Mo didn't swallow stopped in his cheeks, and he looked up at Fu Zheng.

Is Fu Zheng angry with him on purpose, or is he teasing him, as a little bit of fun?

It just so happened that Fu Zheng looked down at him, with a trace of teasing in his eyes, which was clearly seen by Shen Mo, and he immediately understood its purpose.

And his eyes were caught straight, Mo Mo really choked, and his face flushed red from choking.

Fu Zheng gently patted him on the back to relax, and said in a cool voice, "What does Zhou Yan think?"

"..."

"Well, Zhou Yan has been with me for so long, so he naturally knows what I like."

He glanced around the banquet hall.

He said coldly, "You choose."

"..."

Everyone was in an uproar, but they were frightened by Fu Zheng's aura, and they didn't dare to open their mouths.

At this time, Director Wang stood up.

"Who will come first?"

Seeing that no one spoke to him, Manager Wang bowed slightly to the first Patriarch next to him who spoke in a good voice.

"Then, you come first."

He had already started to feel a little apprehensive, with sweat dripping from his forehead, but he still pointed to the woman beside him and stepped forward.

The three women, with willow-leaf eyebrows and cherry-mouthed lips, would be lying if they said they were not beautiful, but their delicate and contrived appearances made Shen Mo tremble a little.

Mo Mo knew what Fu Zheng wanted him to do, it was nothing more than wanting him to act like a baby, to be jealous, and to find prestige for himself by the way.

He frowned and pointed to the first one.

"This one, too thin, holding hands."

Then clicked on the second place.

"The eyes are too big, it hurts."

Then he looked at the third person, and he didn't say anything for a long time. After thinking for a while, he didn't dare to stay on the other person's chest for too long.

"Not plump enough, let's all go down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zheng's hand on his waist suddenly tightened, and he spoke next to him in an extremely small voice.

"Where are you looking?"

The next step is very simple, no one can rely on the power of a 'dog'.

Silence was just playing with his temper, until he talked about a dozen people in a row, picking out all kinds of problems.

What, the hair is too long, it will be uncomfortable if it is wrapped around the master's neck, probably because he forgot that he also has long hair.The feet are too big, it looks uncomfortable, the neck is too thin and easy to break, the waist is too soft and easy to fold, the butt is too big and looks greasy, the nose is too high and it is easy to poke the face when kissing, the mouth is too thin and mean, and the ears are too flamboyant , like the monkey in the mountain, there is really no excuse in the back, so he starts to pick on the clothes, his eyesight is too bad, and it is easy to hurt his eyes if he looks at it every day.

The girls who were as beautiful as flowers blushed from his anger, but they didn't dare to attack, so they could only retreat.

He scratched his head, feeling that he had a bit of a venomous tongue, and he seemed a bit like someone, so he kindly added a sentence.

"Zi Yan doesn't mean that the girls are not beautiful, but that the master doesn't like it."

At the banquet, some people heard one after another of the weird and weird problems, and finally someone couldn't hold it back, and said dissatisfiedly: "You say that, no one catches the eye?"

Silence nodded immediately, within a second.

Everyone: "..."

Then he cleared his throat, strengthened his courage, and grabbed Fu Zheng's hand.

"Actually, that's how it goes."

He picked his chin: "With Day Yan, no matter whether it is a woman or a man, it cannot enter the eyes of the master."

His appearance was full of arrogance, and immediately someone was dissatisfied and refuted him.

Shen Mo licked his lips and ignored him, feeling a little nervous, looking at Fu Zheng, who had a slight smile in his eyes.

"What does the master think?"

Fu Zheng didn't speak, just touched his chin like a superficial touch.

Then he said, "That's natural."