My monsters are going to heaven

"I want."

The deep voice seemed to ring in the ear again with heat.

Lu Yiming's mind was in a mess as if it had been bombarded by a cannonball.

The pinnae of the ears were scorching hot, so hot that the cheeks were also stained a thin red.

He subconsciously rubbed his earlobe, trying to get rid of the heat.

The air was clearly still a little bit cold, but the heat didn't fade at all, but instead spread from the earlobe to the fingertips in an orderly manner, causing the fingertips to turn slightly red.

The first rooster crow in the village came from an unknown family in the distance.

Soon, the other people also echoed the cock crowing, one after another, one after another, one after another, it was like singing to each other from afar.

The chickens in this village must go to bed early and wake up early because they are isolated from the world and are carefree and innocent all day long.

Lu Yiming hardly fell asleep for the rest of the night. Hearing the continuous crowing of chickens, he felt a dull pain in his head. He wanted to buy all these chickens and make roast chickens.

little beast.

Thinking of the culprit, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

... His little beast actually became | in heat with him.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, it is not the first time.

Earlier in the hospital...and the night before...

Lu Yiming's chest felt slightly hot this time, and he kicked the quilt with his uninjured right foot a little angrily.

Tsk, beast!

At first Lu Yiming just took it as a prank by Kim Poro and didn't take it seriously.Later, I gradually realized that something was wrong, I just felt that this monster's stubborn temperament seemed to have a plan, so I intentionally or unintentionally took precautions.

Looking at it now, it really...was taken advantage of a lot.

Didn’t heaven and earth always pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang, and the unity of yin and yang? Those who promise each other with their bodies and seduce others in the storybook are all female monsters.

What the hell went wrong?

Especially remembering that I used to regard Kimporo as a pet, it was extremely rare, and I hugged and touched it all day long, could it be that time...

cough.Lu Yiming, who was belatedly aware of it, had goosebumps all over his body.

Uncle Ding and Aunt Ding's rustling voices could be heard in the yard.

It seems that Uncle Ding wants to dig a road for the village as soon as possible.

Glancing out the window, it was just dawn.

After Aunt Ding whispered a few words, Uncle Ding said "I know" a few times and walked away with the heroic steps of a farmer.

The courtyard returned to silence.

The crowing of the rooster in the distance also gradually stopped, perhaps because it was tired of crowing.

Gusts of wind gushed from the half-opened window lattice, and brushed over the dangling sea of ​​water hanging in front of his forehead.

So comfortable.

It can be regarded as a little sleepy.He sighed in a daze.

The grove on the top of the mountain.

A flock of crows croaked softly on the branches.

"Why does the master keep ignoring us?"

"He's in a bad mood."

"Shhhhhh!"

"..."

The person sitting on the largest tree branch in the middle turned his head and glanced over coldly. A red scab of blood on his left cheek ran from the corner of his eye to his cheek, adding a little bit to that murderous face. ferocious.

The crows shivered collectively, and there was no sound.

"Cang Luo still haven't found it?" Jin Poluo asked in a deep voice.

"No."

"No no!"

Jinpoluo frowned and searched among the crows for a long time, but he saw a whole lot of crows, and he really couldn't find any difference between them.

He had to ask directly: "Where is Yuluo?"

A slightly fat crow jumped out of the crowd, his eyes were bewildered: "Yes."

Kimporo stretched out a hand, let it fly into his hand, and let its beak lightly peck between his fingers.

Laugh: "This person's bad luck, remember?"

Yu Luo blinked: "Remember." What a thick and fragrant bad luck!

People are more or less unlucky, and everyone's unluckyness is different.Some are light and sweet, some are strong and fragrant, and some are spicy and pungent.Generally speaking, the luckier the person, the less unlucky they are.

Well, this person...he must have lived a very unlucky life.

Kimporo pointed to the small village at the foot of the mountain: "You keep an eye on him all the time, and report anything."

He raised his eyes and scanned the other crows, and a cold light flashed in his gray-blue eyes: "You go to Cang Luo and that person, if you can't find them, don't come to me."

Yu Luo timidly raised her wings and asked, "Master, what do you want from that man?" He is Cang Luo's half-brother, and also the youngest servant in the crows. He was only a few months old, and he doesn't understand many things.Every time I asked other crows, they all kept secrets and avoided it.

So it is very ignorant.

Sure enough, when it asked, the other crows stared wide-eyed, not daring to breathe.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen.

"He..." Kimporo didn't get angry at it, but leaned heavily on the tree trunk behind him, his gray-blue eyes instantly turned black, hatred and anger boiled in his pupils, his voice became extremely low, and he gritted his teeth. , with a bell-like aftertaste, said, "Stole something from me."

In the village at the foot of the mountain.

"Master! Don't sleep late, the road is clear! Master?"

Sister Chen's cry passed through the thin walls and wooden doors, hitting the eardrums directly.

Lu Yiming shivered and sat up.

The midday sun slanted on his face, he covered his forehead with one hand, narrowed his eyes, and lazily replied: "I know, I know, stop shouting."

People from the county helped the villagers blow up a small piece of the mountain wall with gunpowder, and finally opened a new road around the fallen boulder.

Although the road still needs to be repaired, at least there is no problem getting in and out of the village.

Stepping on the ground, the heel injury has almost felt no pain.

Zhao Yuzhen's medicine is really a good thing.

Lu Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the scab had turned brown, he bent down and put down the trousers that had been rolled up all night.

Sister Chen had almost packed her things, and came over to call him, "Hurry up! We've been out for two days, and the shop's panax notoginseng is in short supply." Thinking of something, she looked around the room, "Master Jin hasn't come back yet?"

"Oh. If you don't reply, you won't." Lu Yiming replied casually.

He left the window open and the door unbolted last night, so it is no wonder that people don't want to come back.

After all, the legs grow on other people's bodies.

Uncle Wang, the coachman, helped Lu Yiming and Sister Chen move several large medicine boxes to the cargo compartment behind the carriage and put them in order.

Sister Chen patted her red hands happily: "Okay."

"Then let's go." Lu Yiming jumped into the carriage and sat alone on the side.

Zhao Yuzhen looked at him across from him with big watery eyes: "What about Ah Jin?"

Lu Yiming said angrily: "Heh, he is very capable. I searched the whole village and couldn't find him. Maybe he left early."

"Why are you guys fighting so well?" Sister Chen got into the car, raised her eyebrows, and questioned.

"You must have done something good to drive him away." Zhao Yuzhen also joined the camp.

"That's right, you didn't see last night that Young Master Jin's face is full of color!"

"Oh, Yiming, you still hit someone!"

The two women sang in unison, in an aggressive manner.

"...Don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles." Lu Yiming turned his head and looked out of the window helplessly, feeling aggrieved in his heart and had nowhere to say, "Hey, why do you insist that I did the good thing instead of him?!"

"Isn't this a lamp on the table of the Eight Immortals? It's obvious." Sister Chen snorted, "For an honest person like Young Master Jin, it's always you who bully others. There's no reason for anyone to bully you."

Speaking of which, Kimporo has a lot of help both inside and outside, and he has never refused to do any hard work and dirty work, and he does it quite neatly.

Its effect is much greater than that of my own young master.

Not even a penny of wages.

Sister Chen once secretly offered him ten yuan, but he didn't even look at it, and refused to accept it.

With his appearance and demeanor, it can be seen that he was born in a wealthy family, and he didn't care about money and other things outside his body. It must be because of some difficulties that he drifted away for many years and refused to go home--I heard that there were serious intrigues in those wealthy families.

Such a simple person who is willing to stand up for her friends, she is sure to find no other in the whole province.

At first, Sister Chen had some complaints about Jin Poluo's staying in Lu's house, and even mistakenly thought that her young master had some habit of cutting off sleeves, and secretly sweated.

But after thinking about it for a while, with the young master's trashy appearance, how can someone like him like him.

Now that she has seen people's hearts for a long time, she has long regarded them as a family.

Honest man……

Lu Yiming laughed out loud, really wanting to spit out last night's meal.

"If he's honest, I'll eat this carriage!"

If she knew what the "honest man" in her mouth had done, she would have to eat this car with him.

Although Zhao Yuzhen didn't have much contact with Jin Poluo at ordinary times, she felt that Ah Jin looked down-to-earth and stable. Hearing Lu Yiming's words, he couldn't help but feel that it was unfair:

"A Jin is your friend. Are you not afraid that he will be sad if you say that about him?"

"Not afraid. I said the same in front of him." Lu Yiming realized that he had become the target of public criticism, and he was too lazy to waste any more words.

This beast, in front of people, is indeed a dignified appearance, taciturn, calm and content.

No wonder Sister Chen and Zhao Yuzhen, hadn't she been deceived by him before?

Seeing that Sister Chen still refused to start the car, she said, "Come on, Yuzhen hasn't come home for two days, the Zhao family is probably going crazy. We have already left several notes and the fare back with Uncle Ding. He saw If you want to go back, you will naturally go back, and it’s not that you don’t have long legs.”

Only then did Sister Chen whisper to Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang chuckled and waved his whip, "Okay, let's go!"

The two tall horses kicked up their hooves in unison, quickly picked up a trail of smoke and dust, and galloped along the village road.

On the crooked neck tree on the mountainside, a black figure lay reclining there, looking coldly at the carriage running outwards on the village road.

A crow flew into his arms with a letter in its mouth.

"Master, this is what he left on the table, it should be for you."

On the envelope was written a line of beautiful pen characters: Jinpoluo kisses.

Take it apart, turn it upside down, and three pieces of ocean and two notes fall out in the palm of your hand.

The handwriting on the first note was the same as the one on the cover, and it said: You have a good stomach, don't care about people who are as ignorant as a child, and come back when your anger subsides.

Obviously it was made by Sister Chen.

The words on the second note were flamboyant, vigorous and unrestrained, and it said: Don't come back!And then back to the puppy.

……

Gritting his teeth, he squeezed the fingers holding the note hard, and the note was crumpled into a piece of rag.

Feeling that the back of the paper didn't feel right, I turned it around, and sure enough there was a line on the back: If you don't come back, you're still a puppy.

cut.

Kim Poro hooked his mouth and smiled lightly, the sternness in his eyes was swept away, and the spring light on the top and bottom of the green hills was reflected, which was both bright and clear.

He knew earlier that his young master Lu was so boring and arrogant.

Several policemen pedaled their bicycles, crossed the mountain road that had just been opened, and hurried into Luoniao Village.

"Who reported the murder?"

The villagers hurriedly led people to the two corpses.

The policemen divided up the investigation and started working after wearing gloves.

One of them took a look at the white cloth on the corpse, and suddenly called out: "This, isn't this Zheng Qinghe?"

"The forensic doctor Zheng Qinghe who stole the body from the Eastern Bureau last month?"

"Fuck, contact the other end!"