Monk, let go of that little zombie

"Monk!"

Xia Chu stretched out his hand to help Dong Mo, and his heart was beating wildly in fright. Could it be that he was angry at the monk for vomiting blood?

Unexpectedly, Dong Mo, who spit out this bloody arrow, looked better than before. He held Xia Chu's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing."

Xia Chu withdrew his hand, his facial features were all tangled together: "What's going on? The injury is so serious?"

Seeing his wrinkled facial features, Dong Mo was slightly startled, some wanted to laugh, but some... His eyelashes flickered, and he explained slowly: "It's just the stasis that accumulated in the body before. Now spit it out, but it's good for the injury .”

Xia Chu took a closer look and felt that the monk wasn't lying, after all he just vomited blood. It stands to reason that his face should be more ugly, but the other party's face was bloody, which showed that what he said was true.

So, he is still a hero?

Xia Chu was complacent, Dong Mo eased his breath, raised his head to speak, but saw Xia Chu stuck out his tongue and began to lick the blood on his face.

At the end of winter: "..."

Indeed, after the end of winter was all right, Xia Chu's thoughts immediately fell on the blood splattered on his face. God knows how long he hadn't tasted the taste of blood, and the monk's blood had a special smell, which seemed to be a little sweet , better than the animal blood he had ever drunk.

It turns out that human blood is so delicious...

Xia Chu licked what the tip of his tongue could touch, but there were still many places that the tip of his tongue could not touch, so he simply reached out to wipe it off, and then put his blood-stained fingers into his mouth.

Mo Dong's eyes were dark, he got up suddenly, grabbed Xia Chu by his waist, and strode to the water room.

Xia Chu, who was licking vigorously, looked dazed and was pinched by Dong Mo, with his head facing back and his legs facing forward, like a fish, he was stunned for three seconds before he realized and struggled vigorously: "Monk, are you fucking Not sick!"

Clamp him like a thing, fuck!

While struggling, he couldn't help but think again, this monk's arms are a bit strong, he weighs more than 100 catties, yet he was able to clamp him up with one hand.

"Don't make trouble." Dong Mo slapped Xia Chu's ass.

Xia Chu: "..."

Xia Chu: "..."

Xia Chu: "..."

MMP, Xia Chu looked at Dong Mo's ass in anger, you fucking spank my ass, I—

He bit down on Dong Mo's ass.

Mo Dong stopped in his tracks, with blue veins stretched on his forehead, he regretted that Chu Xia stayed here because of his soft heart.

"Early summer!"

Xia Chu let go: "You were the one who spanked me first!"

Dong Moqi's hands were shaking, he knew exactly how much force he had used just now, and that force could kill a mosquito at most.

Just passing the water room, he raised his hand and almost threw Xia Chu out, but at the last moment, he took his hand back.

That's all, Dong Mo sighed silently in his heart.

Controlling Xia Chu, he turned him around, bent over and squatted by the water, took the towel next to him and wet it, and wiped the blood stains on Xia Chu's face.

Xia Chu had already forgotten about the butt, he found an opportunity in the offensive of the towel to yell: "This is you, the blood you vomited, no, don't waste it, let me lick it..."

He struggled fiercely, Dongmo was weak after all, almost couldn't hold him back, but fortunately the blood on his face had been wiped dry, he let go of Xia Chu, and began to wash the blood-stained towel.

Xia Chu watched helplessly as the blood entered the pool and disappeared in an instant.

Forget it.

Xia Chu pouted, and stood up angrily: "Why did you spank my ass just now, you are humiliating Chi Guoguo, do you know the humiliation!"

Mo Dong put away the towel, looked back at him, didn't speak, just stared at him.

Xia Chu blinked, remembering, he seemed to have taken revenge.

The bite he just took didn't leave much strength. He can guarantee that there are definitely eight standard tooth marks on Mo Dong's buttocks, the kind with curvature.

Thinking about it this way, I became happy again, it was clear that I made money.

He even began to think about how to open Dongmo's pants to verify the eight teeth marks he imagined.

But seeing that Dongmo's face was getting darker and darker, he moved his fingers, and finally recited Amitabha several times silently in his heart, and his expression returned to calm: "The poor monk still needs to continue to heal his wounds, benefactor Xia, please come back."

He put his hand on the Qiankun Bowl again: "If you don't go back to the temple..." It was full of threats.

Xia Chu thought that I was afraid of you. In the past, at the end of Dongdong, he was threatened with the Qiankun Bowl many times, but he was not confiscated once.

So he ignored Dong Mo's words directly, and he didn't open any pot and picked up which pot: "Monk, I bit you just now, it hurts, maybe the zombie's teeth are poisonous, how about I help you take a look? Some medicine?"

Three seconds later, a golden light flashed, and Xia Chu's figure disappeared in place, and he successfully made himself into the universe bowl.

But this time the treatment was better than before. He fell into it before, but now he fell into it lightly and didn't feel any pain.

Dong Mo's big face appeared at the mouth of the bowl: "If you want to retreat with the poor monk, you can accompany me inside."

Xia Chu: "..."

God damn accompanied retreat.

"Monk, let me out!" Xia Chu yelled, "I don't retreat!"

After a while, Xia Chu confessed: "Okay, I'll go back to the temple obediently, and I won't disturb you, okay?"

"It's late." Dong Mo's voice sounded, "The poor monk suddenly felt that retreating alone is a bit boring. If there is Xia Shizhu accompanying him, it will not be too boring."

Xia Chu: "..."

"Monk." Xia Chu pretended to be pitiful, "I was wrong, err."

Back kitchen of Shangling Temple

Xuansu Xuanqing and the others were in a hurry to make all kinds of snacks with novel shapes and great flavors. Many monks were puzzled. Now is not the time to eat, and the back kitchen is doing it.

A monk asked quietly.

The kitchen monk answered blankly: "Master uncle said that Master Xia accompanied him in retreat, but Master Xia likes to eat new things, so he prepared them and sent them over."

"..."

Uncle Shi, you have changed, you are no longer that serious and rigid Uncle Shi.

The rules set at the end of winter - when he is retreating, no one is allowed to disturb him if it is not urgent, and those who violate it will be punished with a ruler.

Therefore, when Ming Ming delivered meals, the food was delivered through a small mechanism outside the closed room door.

Now, hehe.

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Not long after, Xia Chu saw the tooth marks he was thinking about.

Then, when he woke up one day, he found that he also had tooth marks on his buttocks, one on each side, very symmetrical.

He began to meditate.