Monk, let go of that little zombie

Xia Chu and Dong Mo walked out of the building, Xia Chu looked at Dong Mo left and right, Dong Mo was looked at by him a little strangely: "What are you doing looking at the poor monk like this?"

Xia Chu said angrily: "Smelly Monk, I find you very unfair."

At the end of winter, he showed his face and asked.

Xia Chu pointed back at himself: "I was looking for my copper coins back, and I accidentally bumped into you, and you accepted me without saying a word. But I don't drink human blood, don't steal, rob, or do evil, but you just want to Cross me. That flower peacock, he is an asshole, and he used to be evil, and now he has been found where he lives, why didn't he be accepted just now?"

Xia Chu had been thinking about this since he came downstairs, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

Dongmo sighed: "It's not that the poor monk didn't want to take him in, but just now, the poor monk saw the golden light of merit in him."

Xia Chu was confused: "???"

Dong Mo was silent for a while, and said slowly: "When my master was alive, he never talked about the peacock demon with the poor monk. The night before his death, the golden light of his merit suddenly disappeared, and the poor monk and senior brother didn't know what he meant. It seems..."

"Your master gave Hua Peacock the golden light of his own merit?" Chu Xia interrupted him.

Dong Mo was not angry at his interruption and nodded.

"Golden light of merit can also transfer people," Xia Chu clicked his tongue twice, "Your master is also strange, since he suppressed Peacock, why did he finally give him his golden light of merit, there is..." Looking at Dongmo, Shengsheng swallowed the word 'disease' back.

Dong Mo's face darkened slightly: "Although I don't know why my master made such a move, we are juniors, so we must not speak falsely to him. You must also remember that you must not be disrespectful to your master."

Xia Chu rolled his eyes: That's your master, not Lao Tzu's master.

But he didn't get entangled with Dong Mo in this regard, because the result of the entanglement must be that he jumped in anger, so he didn't want to feel guilty.

"So you don't accept Hua Peacock because he has the golden light of your master's merits and virtues?" Xia Chu was annoyed, and compared with this, he felt miserable.

The silence at the end of winter is acquiescing to the conclusion of early summer.

"What about that chicken?" Xia Chu said again, "You say she has become a half-demon, and she still disturbs the people in the middle of the night, so you don't accept her!"

Dong Mo: "That's the chicken you used to raise."

"And then?" Xia Chu didn't understand.

You are already very unhappy about taking you in. If you take in your chickens again, I'm afraid it will be even more unhappy, but these words must not be uttered at the end of Dongdong. He changed the subject and said: "It's getting late, we should gone back."

"NO!" Xia Chu crossed his hands and made a gesture of no, "You said take me out to play, and it's only five o'clock in the afternoon. If I don't play until twelve o'clock, I won't go back."

Mo Dong frowned, and Chu Xia lifted his clothes to reveal his belly. Although the traces of allergies had disappeared, but... Mo Dong lowered his eyes, pulled off his clothes, and compromised again: "Where do you want to go?"

Xia Chu smiled at him and rolled his eyes.

An hour later, Xia Chu and Dong Mo stood at the door of a bar. At six o'clock in the evening, the bar's business officially started.

The bar is always full of people, drunk people, disco dancers, partygoers, happy people, one night after seeing the right eye, and so on... there are all of them.Coupled with dynamic music and rhythmic colorful lights, once you enter it, you will be involuntarily excited if you have a little bit of resonance.

Dong Mo's complexion was a bit unsightly. As a monk who practiced with hair, he had never been exposed to these things through his childhood education and practice, and he would not allow him to enter such a place at the beginning of summer.

The two started arguing at the entrance of the bar. Strictly speaking, Chu Xia was arguing alone.

Rejected throughout the end of winter.

Xia Chu expected that he would not dare to put himself in the bowl in front of the public, so Isaac was very happy: "Monk, it's fun inside, really, you go there once, you will definitely fall in love."

"As you said, I can play whatever I want, as long as I don't have bad intentions. The bar is not a bad place, and I don't have any bad intentions, right?"

"If you stop me again, I'll turn my face off. Let me tell you, I'm afraid of myself if I turn my face back."

Threats failed, he began to act like a baby.

It is said that acting like a baby is the best life, and it is also effective when applied to men.It is also fatal for a man to act coquettishly.Of course, this depends on the skill of acting like a baby. If it's done well, it's naturally unaffected and cute.What a bad job, he does it and is disgusting, and he will definitely be called a mother. Bitch.

When it comes to acting like a baby, Xia Chu is a good player.

He pulled Dong Mo's sleeves, didn't make much expression, just looked at him with wide eyes without blinking: "monk, senior brother, brother, why don't you go in with me, monks don't lie, you promise me You can't help but do it."

Mo Dong pulled back his sleeves, and was aroused by Chu Xia's address, especially the third one, which made his ears turn red uncontrollably. He kept calm and said, "The poor monk's name is empty, don't shout indiscriminately."

"Brother Kongkong~~"

At the end of winter: "..."

"It's just this time, it's not an example next time." In the end, he struggled to speak out, and it was really disgusting to be called by Xia Chu =_=

He entered the bar smoothly, because he suspected that the monk might be able to read minds, so Xia Chu tried his best to control himself not to carry out mental activities in his heart, and happily led Dong Mo to the bar.

"Handsome guy, two glasses of Lie Yan." Xia Chu knocked on the bar, looking like a little prince in a nightclub.

At the end of winter: "No drinking."

There is no need for Xia Chu to explain, the waiter smiled and explained: "This handsome guy, you have never been to our store, have you? The flames in our store are not wine, but fruit juice, which is specially prepared for people who cannot drink."

The end of winter looked towards the beginning of Xia, and Xia Chu spread his hands together: "It's true, I didn't lie to you."

Two cups of flames were brought up, the bottom was fiery red liquid, the middle was white, and the top was blazing with ice blue flames. After the flames burned out, the color in the cups strangely turned orange, which was very attractive.

Chu Xia took a big sip, narrowed his eyes contentedly, and signaled Dong Mo to drink it too: "It's really delicious, Monk, why don't you try it."

The end of winter does not move.

Xia Chu raised a glass to his lips, forced by Xia Chu's insistence, coupled with the fact that he didn't smell the wine at the end of winter, finally frowned and lightly pursed his mouth, Xia Chu bent his eyes and said: "Actually, other ingredients The mixed orange juice is just made in a strange way and looks good, so it is called Lie Yan."

It was indeed orange juice. At the end of winter, his eyebrows relaxed a little, and at the beginning of summer, he persuaded him to drink a few more sips: "A cup is more than 100, don't let it go to waste."

After two seconds, Dong Mo's expression changed suddenly, he turned to look at the waiter, and said sharply, "What did you put in the juice?!"

The waiter was a little scared, took two steps back, aimed at Xia Chu, and didn't speak.

When Xia Chu received the waiter's words, he sucked his finger and said vaguely: "Nothing, just a drop of my blood." His blood is so precious.

——Zombie blood is highly poisonous to humans.

Dong Mo wanted to say something, but a double image appeared before his eyes.

"Pour me over!"

Xia Chu shouted, Dong Mo responded and fell towards him, Xia Chu caught him proudly.

Little boy, it's in Lao Tzu's hands.

The author has something to say:

I can't contain the evil in my heart hahahahaha