The Rabbit God of Time Traveling

Time: 17-01-0222:11

"Qing Yu?" Bai Yan muttered and took the yellow paper, and couldn't help but sigh after looking at it.

It has to be said that Bai Qingyu really knows how to do business. He always gives those who pay more money first a piece of yellow paper to show him in the newspaper, and those who don't give can only queue up behind.

In fact, Bai Yan doesn't like this kind of thing, but there is no way, the world is like this, he can only work harder, and try his best to take care of every petition.

"Let go of me, I'm going to the study." Bai Yan squinted at the Demon King.

The demon king raised his body, his appearance was reflected in his silver-gray pupils, and he spat at him, wrapping him even tighter.

Bai Yan still had that indifferent expression, but Mei Ye who was beside him felt a chill behind him.

"Let go of me!" Bai Yan pulled away the tail of the snake that was wrapping around him, "I told you to let go and it's getting tighter and tighter! You..." Bai Yan was pushed down by the Demon King before he finished speaking.

On the bed, the boy's legs were still thumping, but his upper body was already entangled by the giant snake.

Mei Ye swallowed her saliva, stepped back silently and said, "Um... Master Rabbit, I'll go first, you can come back later." After finishing speaking, she turned around, closed the door and ran away.

Seeing Mei Ye running out with an ugly face, the little demon outside stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter? Did the Demon King scold you?"

Mei Ye glanced at the bedroom hall with lingering fear: "I wish the demon king would scold me."

Yilu was still puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mei Ye told the other little monsters what she saw inside, and the other little monsters looked at each other and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Yili finally spoke: "Well, Mei Ye, why don't we go to the study first?"

"Alright."

After waiting for a long time, Bai Yan walked into the study from the outside with disheveled clothes and cursing. The little demons knew what was going on, so they kept quiet and went about their own business.

In the human world, in order to express her sincerity, Mrs. Yan brought Yan Pu to the Rabbit Temple to pay homage every three days or so.

Although Yan Pu said that he was in awe of ghosts and gods, he became somewhat annoyed by his mother's behavior.

Yan Pu feels that a person's life is determined by God, and how much he can get should be determined. Even if the rabbit god can change a little bit, but mother is begging people every day, even he is annoying. Then I will take care of you again.

Yan Pu sat in the room and sighed, but his complexion has improved a lot in the past few days.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Mu Nan, who had been by Yan Pu's side for a long time, probably understood the boy's heart.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, but it's just that I'm going to the temple or the mansion recently, it's just a bit boring." Suddenly, Yan Pu jumped up as if thinking of something, "Why don't you go out for a walk with me?"

"Son, I..."

"Okay, okay, I know you don't like to meet people, let's take Xiaochi and go out to the countryside together."

The corner of Mu Nan's mouth twitched into a smile, which was very faint and hard to detect: "Young master, you can go if you want."

"Great! Then I'll go to bed early today, and you'll call me early tomorrow, and let Xiaochi get ready." Yan Pu hadn't gone out to play for a long time, so he was extremely excited.

Mu Nan didn't believe in ghosts and gods at first, but seeing that Yan Pu's body was getting better day by day without taking medicine, Mu Nan gradually began to believe that there was indeed something unusual about this Rabbit Temple.

Early the next morning, Yan Pu woke up early, and happened to run into Mrs. Yan who was going to offer incense at the Rabbit Temple.

"Mother." Yan Pu greeted obediently.

Mrs. Yan saw that Yan Po, who was always pale, had turned ruddy since he went to the Rabbit Temple, and she said happily, "Are you going so early?"

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