Scum male loyal dog system

Even the young monk who was watching, at the moment when the wooden stick collided with his body, his neck involuntarily shrank slightly, and the howling of ghosts and wolves of the little master a few days ago seemed to be still in his ears, and they were wondering why this man was like If it wasn't for his distracted vision and the sweat on his forehead, it would be impossible to see that his body was receiving such punishment.

The monks who carried out the stick duty were even more frightened because they were closer to the man.Looking at the man in front of him who didn't react except his body trembling because of the wooden stick, he couldn't help sighing secretly even though he knew the man's evil deeds of stealing cheat books before.

After thirty or forty sticks, looking at the gradually torn outer shirt, this kind of exclamation has reached its peak, and the sympathy for the man made them frown slightly, and the grudges against the man in their hearts dissipated in an instant.

Shaolin has always insisted on the view that "good and evil are inseparable" and is independent in the martial arts. Whether this man is a demon cult does not mean much to them. Their biggest impression of this handsome man is only from the fact that he stole their Cheats, and then returned it.

But now, the robe on the man's body was torn apart layer by layer, as if all the coats of good and evil were torn off, and what was exposed was a poor man in the end of the world.

At first, the monks who dyed the red hood thought it was caused by sticking. Later, they gradually discovered that the scars hidden under the clothes of the man were as intricate as spider webs. His supposedly fair skin was oozing out except for the scabbed scars. Red blood, the blood first stained the clothes on the back, and then climbed up their wooden sticks.

Almost uncontrollably, the eyes of the monks holding wooden sticks on both sides showed more and more intolerance, and then secretly lowered the strength in their hands.

Of course, it doesn't matter to Shen Bai whether they let go of their strength, because now he is trying hard to make himself think about something and not fall asleep soon.

Knowing that the system will keep his body basically healthy, Shen Bai has no idea about whether he will fall into the root cause of the disease, after all, he has only been in this world for a few years, and with Shen Bai He chose to strip away the pain, so it's almost as if it didn't happen to him.Because of the beating, his body moved more like a baby being pushed in a rocking cradle, which made him feel sleepy from the previous few days, and he wanted to fall asleep almost in the next second.

No, no, hold on for a while, how can I pass out so quickly.

Shen Bai's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he had mobilized all his strength to keep his eyes open. Every time he blinked, it was as if the eyelids were lifting weights with difficulty, and a layer of sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

I can't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

Shen Bai struggled to open his eyes again, then blinked hard twice, and began to think of other things to divert his attention to make himself more energetic, but at this time, all thoughts would go around the red-eyed man, and thinking of That man, feeling the contact between his body and the wooden stick at the same time, made Shen Bai involuntarily start to get confused.

What is a loyal dog?

Shen Bai thought.

Is Fang Han a loyal dog?

Shen Bai's understanding of the loyal dog is very superficial, he doesn't know how to like it, so just as the system said, it follows when it says to follow, and guards when it says to protect. Later he found out, because the protection of the mission target made him suffer. After a lot of damage, it is easy to get the other party's favor and task completion. Compared with the little black house, Shen Bai let go of his body and let it be scarred on the road of "loyal dog".

Shen Bai doesn't care, no matter how he suffers on the surface, there is only one thing he insists on in his heart, I do this because I need to do it.

This is certainly not a loyal dog.

Shen Bai thought.

Is Fang Han loyal to Qi Mei?

Shen Bai felt that this made him particularly strange, because loyal dogs turned from liking to loyalty, and Fang Han couldn't tell whether Qi Mei became paranoid because of liking, or looked like liking because of being paranoid.

Maybe it's because I habitually deny liking and love.

But Shen Bai couldn't stop himself from questioning Fang Han's paranoia.

A person who is willing to keep giving in the name of "love" on a road full of thorns and injuries seems more like falling into a tragic dead end. He can't get out and doesn't want to get out, because once he gets out, he will find a Greater tragedy.

When Fang Han was young, he looked forward to loving and being loved. These are two human abilities and two rights, but unfortunately, as a human being, Fang Han only possessed these two abilities, but was deprived of them by society. this right.

He has a heart that loves others and a heart that wants to be loved, but these two feelings can never be echoed. They are clamoring and clamoring, and finally they are entrusted to a person, that person It's called Qi Mei, if there is no Qi Mei, then he will find that there is no one in the huge world who can make him feel liked and like others.

So Fang Han stared at Qi Mei, stared at him like grabbing a life-saving straw, and then stopped letting go. Even if Shen Bai appeared and wanted to let go of his hand holding Qi Mei, he found that the other party When you hold it up, you need to hold it as hard as you feel desperate, and you can't get rid of it.

There are many people who admire Bingjiao's morbid attachment, even if there is harm in it, Shen Bai thinks it may be because they don't trust the erratic love enough, so they need this morbid attachment to give them a sense of security, and In fact, this kind of pathology can indeed give others this kind of certainty that they don't have to worry about betrayal to some extent.

Shen Bai didn't know if this was a love that would appear under normal circumstances, but Fang Han's attachment was indeed stronger than liking and love that easily dissipated, so strong that he felt that everything he had done before was in vain .

Thinking about it, Shen Bai closed his eyes for longer and longer every time he blinked, and finally he couldn't open them completely as if they were stuck together. In the end, there were only two thoughts left in his mind, the first one was to Under such circumstances, is it really possible for the Raiders to succeed?Then, what exactly is a loyal dog in the true sense.

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Shen Bai looked at the bowl of medicinal soup beside the bed and couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

The little monk still didn't want to see him.

After Shen Bai fell asleep that day, the monks were all afraid that he would lose his breath, so they immediately stopped and sent him to apply medicine. They said it was 120 strokes of the stick, but in the end they only did less than [-] strokes, but even so , Shen Bai also needs to stay here for a long time before he can go back.

I sent a message to Shiba when there was no one else, and didn't say anything specific, only that I was following the leader that day and was entangled by other sects on the way, so I couldn't return for the time being.

In fact, there is no need for Shen Bai to lie, because the Hanyi Sect has a lot of spies in Jianghu, as long as Fang Han wants to know about him, he can't hide his whereabouts these days.

However, there is no need to tell Fang Han about this matter.

Shen Bai stayed in Shaolin, although he was lying on the bed like a salted fish every day to recuperate his injuries, he actually suffered a lot. If he didn't feel the pain, he would not know which of his actions would involve the wound, and it would be more likely to cause trauma, so the system For a while, the shielded pain sensation was turned on for a small part, but at the moment when a small part of the pain sensation recovered, the calmness on Shen Bai's face could hardly be maintained, not only the place where the wooden stick was hit was painful, The wound opened again. Although Shen Bai couldn't see his back, he knew it was a mess.

Next, Shen Bai didn't dare to move at all, for fear of affecting the healing of the wound. Fortunately, the monks in Shaolin Temple are very kind, and every day someone would deliver some hot porridge and help him change the medicine. After taking a nap, you can see a bowl of medicinal soup by the bed, but you can't see the person who brought the medicinal soup.

Shen Bai lowered his head and took a sip of the medicinal soup, even the slightest bit of sweetness could not resist the bitterness in it, even if the strong medicinal smell lingered in his nose, he felt a lot clearer.Shen Bai drank it down in one gulp, then put the empty bowl aside and waited for that person to come to collect it next time.

He would deliberately add a bowl of medicinal soup to himself, and he was afraid that he would add more sugar to it. The most important thing was that he didn't want to meet him. The only thing Shen Bai could think of was the little monk.

Although Shen Bai has not met the little monk yet, nor has he asked anyone about his future situation, but what is certain is that Shen Bai deceived the other party and also made him implicated.

If it hadn't been for using the little monk's trust to get some information, and then designing the little monk to help him attract attention on the night of the operation, Shen Bai's body would definitely be worse than it is now.

However, when I left, I only thought about resuming my life. I didn't think about how the little monk would feel when he found out that he was being used, and he didn't think about whether he would be punished by the host...

Looking at the empty porcelain bowl, the more Shen Bai thought about it, the more irritable he felt in his heart. Although he was doomed not to be a good person when he chose to follow Fang Han, he had gradually gotten used to being unrestrained when he was sneaking around in various sects a few days ago. Leave without thinking about the troubles you might cause to those you don't know.But thinking of the little monk treating him so well, Shen Bai felt that the previous psychological counseling of "being a cruel and ruthless bad person" was all for nothing.

Shen Bai looked around, there was no one there, he just turned down from the bed to the table and tore a small piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote the three words "I'm sorry" on it, but just after writing it, he felt awkward, I nested it into a small paper ball and put it in my clothes, thought about it, and finally wrote a sentence "the soup is very sweet".

Folding the note again and again, and finally put it next to the empty bowl, Shen Bai continued to lie back on the bed as his own salty fish, looking forward to what would happen to the things next to the bed when he woke up next time.

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Jue Zhuo tiptoed into the man's room. As soon as he arrived at the door, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. It was stronger than any of the previous brothers when they were injured. Even though he hadn't forgiven him, Jue Zhuo couldn't help it Caught together.

I heard my nephew and his nephew discuss it before, that the man from the Demon Cult had suffered a lot of injuries, and he looked extremely pitiful. The wounds were obviously long ago and were getting deeper and deeper because they were never properly treated.Juezhuo was terrified, when he sneaked in for the first time and saw the man's wound, he felt that the place where he was beaten before would immediately stop hurting.

Those Shaolin disciples didn't come in, otherwise they would laugh at themselves in their hearts, and the little uncle would start crying again.

Jue Zhuo felt that he still hated men, and that he had to hate him, but every time he saw the other person's sleeping face, not only did he not hate him anymore, but he also desperately thought about how to please him.

too frightening.

Jue Zhuo thought about it, then walked out quickly with a limp while clutching his sore buttocks, and then came back with a cup of medicinal soup to calm his shock.

My Buddha!

Realizing that he couldn't help but bring the medicine soup to the other party, Jue Zhuo limped out again in fright, this time he came back and added a few more sugars to the bitter medicine soup.

Jue Zhuo looked at his hands, felt that this body had already produced a self-awareness independent of him, looked at the man on the bed, and then ran away in a hurry, but he couldn't help but run over next time.

Jue Zhuo grabbed the door and looked inside, the man was sleeping and there was no movement, then he slipped in quietly, taking away the porcelain bowl as before, only to see the paper folded into small squares next to the bowl.

Juezhuo struggled for a moment, wondering if it was for himself, ordinarily in this case, he should see no evil, but his self-aware body could no longer control himself, he gently opened the note and saw The strong and powerful three words on it——

soup is sweet

Jue Zhuo's head was dizzy and he didn't know what he was thinking, all relying on this fully automatic body to operate, he folded the note with both hands and placed it on his chest, and limped out with a small bowl in his hand , Jue Zhuo realized that he was actually laughing when a nephew reminded him.

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Seeing that the note disappeared along with the porcelain bowl, Shen Bai knew that the little monk should have received it. The guilt in his heart had not been eliminated, but at least he felt relieved. In the following days, he thought about how to apologize to the little monk, but He found that the medicinal soup served later was sweeter than the next bowl. The original taste was bitter, but Chen Bai could still drink it with his eyes closed, but now the weird sweetness made him only take a sip and rest for a while. In the morning, Shen Bai felt that this bowl of soup had cured his facial paralysis, and he hadn't frowned like this for a long time.

After thinking about it, Shen Bai turned over and got out of bed this time without any hesitation. He dragged his body and walked to the small table, thinking hard about how to communicate with the other party, and wrote down the words "soup is too sweet". After thinking about it, he crumpled the note into a small ball and stuffed it into his clothes.

Fearing that writing a note would make the little monk lose what he thought, Shen Bai felt that it would be better to convey it face to face, and then he would not fall asleep completely after the next nap. relative to each other.

The little monk picked up the bowl and limped and wanted to flee the scene quickly, while Shen Bai, who was paralyzed, also struggled to get up from the bed and wanted to follow him. Both of them were "disabled and strong", and the scene was once very touching.

It's just that Shen Bai still couldn't catch the other party, he watched him run away, he lay back on the bed, and watched him limping back after a while.

The two looked at each other, and then shifted their gaze to other places at the same time.

Shen Bai is because of guilt, as for the little monk, he doesn't know.

No one in the room spoke, and compared to the scene of the race just now, it seemed particularly quiet at this moment.

Shen Bai was afraid that the other party would be scared away by him later and did not dare to speak first, but both of them were silent and Shen Bai was afraid that he would not be able to keep the little monk, so he weighed it for a while and opened his mouth tentatively.

"The soup is too sweet."

The little monk didn't look at Shen Bai, but looked at the window frame to his left, nodded and snorted softly.

"Ah."

"I'm sorry before."

"Ah."

Shen Bai felt that he didn't know what else to say, and wanted to tell the other party to come back soon, but the little monk moved a few steps in his direction and reached his bedside.

The soft tone seemed to be indifferent, but Shen Bai could hear the little awkwardness in it.

"I'm still a little angry."

Shen Bai lay on his stomach, looked at him with his head slightly raised, and then nodded.

"Ah."

"But you can explain it. Maybe I can forgive you if there is something hidden."

Looking at such a young monk, Shen Bai wanted to laugh, and because of the other party's understanding, he was extremely happy and smooth in his heart. He opened his mouth to explain, but when the voice came to his throat, he didn't know how to say it.

"I came here in the first place to perform a mission."

The little monk nodded and signaled Shen Bai to continue, but found that the other party had no more to say, so he asked, "Then why do you want to return the palm technique?"

Shen Bai was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Because I discovered something more important than it later."

The little monk was a little confused, and tilted his head: "Is that the third son of the Qi family?"

Shen Bai shook his head.

The little monk didn't know why, but he suddenly saw that the position of the sun outside was approaching the direction of the pine tree, thinking that he hadn't finished his evening class today, so he made an appointment with Shen Bai to meet tomorrow and hurried away.

The days after that were very smooth, at least for Shen Bai. The little monk saw him before and only thought he was a messenger sent by the Bodhisattva. Listen, even though the little monk who is full of admiration is gone, the two of them have finally used the "mortal" way of communication. Looking at the little monk with a childish temperament, Shen Bai also feels that the time lying in bed is better a lot of.

"What about this wound?" The little monk asked with a frown, pointing to the wound on Shen Bai's shoulder.

Shen Bai thought about it for a while, and then told him the situation at that time like a speech book.

The agreement reached between the two is like this, in order to ask for the little monk's forgiveness, Shen Bai will never deceive the other party in the future, and must be absolutely honest with the little monk except for things that he can't say and what he doesn't want to say!

Shen Bai naturally agreed. Later, Shen Bai found out that the little monk was not interested in the matters of Hanyi Sect at all, but was very interested in his own past. He erased some plots related to things in the Sect, and then made the process more relaxed and interesting. , all in all it's pretty easy.

He spoke easily, but the other party didn't listen easily. Shen Bai said, "At that time, the other party stabbed with a sword, and wiped it away when he couldn't dodge." The diamond medicine was smeared on, but it still hasn't completely disappeared, which is enough to show how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Holding his own small face and not interrupting Shen Bai, Jue Zhuo felt a little unhappy. The next day when he practiced with his brothers and sisters, his small face was like a piece of wood. The amount of training that could not be completed was done in one breath.

"Brother, what happened to you today?"

Jue Zhuo patted down the hand touching his bare head, and secretly made up his mind to work hard in the future.

Shen Bai had a relaxed and happy life with the little monk, and his injury also improved rapidly, but before the injury was completely healed, the news from Shiba came, telling him to return to Islam as soon as he recovered from his injury.

Shen Bai knew that he had been here for almost a month, and the last time he saw Fang Han was when he was furious at him, now Shen Bai didn't know what would happen when he went back.

But procrastination is definitely not the solution, Shen Bai decided that it is better to leave as soon as possible.

When the little monk came the next day, Shen Bai explained his intention to go to the other party. The other party did not speak, but nodded after a long time. He stayed in Shen Bai's room for more time in the next few days, but in the eyes of other disciples Recently, their ignorant and easy-to-cry little uncle practiced hard day by day, and even a group of people didn't know why, so they were led to practice a lot.

On the day of farewell, Shen Bai expressed his gratitude to the monk and the abbot who had given him medicine and changed it before. He waited in the room for Jue Zhuo but he didn't see the other party appear until the sun was setting.

Thinking of the other party's childish character, Shen Bai felt that Jue Zhuo might not want to part on the spot, but he understood very well. He left a note of "I will meet you later" on the bed, and then walked towards Hanyi without hesitation. Flying away, leaving behind a small figure to put the note into his arms after he left.

The author has something to say: In fact, this world can be written or not, but I think Shen Bai has seen two favorite ways in this world

One is the wrong template for myself and Fang Han

One is the correct template for Eighteen and Little Monk

There is only Shen Bai who knows how to protect later, so this world is still more meaningful

Every other day, every other day, the handicapped party chooses to surrender