You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

On Saturday, I checked the barrier inside and confirmed that there were no signs of strangers breaking in. Unless it was Da Luo Jinxian, it was impossible for him to step into his territory without him noticing.

But...the world is so big, full of wonders, and there was a momentary suspicion on Saturday, could it be that Chen Ke found a way from other worlds, sneaked into his dreams, and did those teasing things?

But why don't you say a word?It happens every time—yes, every time.I already felt it on Saturday. This is not an illusion. Lin Zi, the night before and last night, add up to a total of three times, all of which were good deeds by Chen Ke. Make Saturday a bit irritating.

Of course, there is another object of suspicion.

Standing in front of the door on Saturday, staring at the big yellow cat at the end of the bed, watching it wagging its tail leisurely, with its two paws straight in front of its body, maintaining an elegant sitting posture like a furry vase.

"Chen Ke, stop pretending, I know it's you." Said Saturday bluffing.

The big yellow cat turned to look at Saturday with deep eyes.

On Saturday, my heart was pounding, and I walked slowly to the bed. The big yellow cat kept staring at him, and that focused gaze was too suspicious.

Bow down on Saturday and lower your height to eye level with the big yellow cat.

"Is it interesting for you to pretend to be a cat?" Saturday asked sternly, "Chen Ke, are you childish?"

The big yellow cat wagged its tail restlessly, opened its mouth, and let out an unpleasant cry of "meow".

"Okay, I know it's you, now I'll give you a chance to confess and be lenient." Saturday couldn't help reaching out and scratching the big yellow cat's neck.

The big yellow cat glanced coldly at Saturday, jumped off the bed suddenly, arched its body, walked over Saturday's calf, then jumped forward and disappeared through the crack of the door.

Hey, this guy actually absconded in fear of crime?

Shaking his head with a wry smile on Saturday, he sat on the edge of the bed.

He probably really lost his head, and even took Xiao Huang as Chen Ke, how could Xiao Huang understand human language?Isn't this just running away?

Unexpectedly, after a while, the yellow hairy fat man came back with light steps, and put a dead mouse at Saturday's feet.

Saturday:"……"

again?Saturday looked at Xiao Huang with a headache, and Xiao Huang also stared at Saturday with big round black eyes, one person and one cat, relatively speechless.

"If you come in with a dead mouse in the future, I won't let you go to bed, you know?" Saturday raised his hand and patted Xiao Huang on the head.

Xiao Huang shrank his neck, staring at Saturday motionlessly with reproach in his eyes.

"How could I think that a cat is Chen Ke..." Saturday rubbed his temples and scooped out the dead rats with a dustpan.

Instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to strike head-on and take the initiative to find out Chen Ke, the guy who took the wrong medicine.

Thinking this way secretly on Saturday, when night fell the next day, he had already exercised his muscles and bones, and hid a treasure under his pillow: the sky-catching whip.This whip is also collected by Long Aotian, injecting spiritual power into the whip, the whip can be extended infinitely, changing into various shapes, it is no problem to tie up a bunch of thieves.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Zhao Ritian, who has always been very noisy, got into bed early. When Saturday went to see him, he poked his head out and said to Saturday: "Master, I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first. Yes. Master, go to bed early, too."

I felt a little strange on Saturday, but the thought just passed away, and I didn't think about it: "Okay, you should rest early."

With that said, close the door on Saturday and put the bolt down.

He went back to the room, lay down on the bed, and began—to pretend to be asleep.

After about half an hour, there was a rustling sound from outside, coming.

Saturday didn't disturb the man, but just reached under the pillow and grabbed the handle of the whip.

The door bolt was pulled, and the door opened—this person was clearly in the house, what's going on?

After listening for a while on Saturday, I was puzzled. After the man pulled the latch and pushed the door open, there was no more sound. He must have gone out, right?

He released his spiritual sense and looked at the situation outside——no, there was a gap in the door, and Zhao Ritian on the bed was gone!

Although Saturday was strange, he didn't doubt Zhao Ritian: Firstly, Zhao Ritian was just a child, innocent and ignorant, absolutely unable to do such a thing; He will know immediately.

Three times... It's confirmed on Saturday, only Chen Ke can do that kind of nasty thing.

The big yellow cat coiled at the foot of the bed sneezed, poked its nose with its paws, and lay down again.

On Saturday, I guarded against it all night. Fortunately, the Sanxian physique does not sleep and does not feel unwell, and the next morning is still full of energy.

Sadly, nothing came of the night.

When having breakfast the next day, Saturday casually asked Zhao Ritian, "Did you go out last night?"

Zhao Ritian was choked: "Cough cough cough cough..."

When Zhao Ritian recovered, he looked at Saturday with teary eyes: "Master, I think sleeping is too much time, so I went to the top of the mountain to practice."

"You are diligent." Saturday smiled.

Seeing that there was no doubt on Saturday, Zhao Ritian was slightly relieved.

If Saturday knew what he was doing these nights, his legs would definitely be broken!That so-called "Cheats of Double Cultivation" is not a diagram of the moves of two people fighting, but, it's... that kind of thing.

Thinking of the word "Shuangxiu", Zhao Ritian's face became hot, and his breathing became short of breath. He is not ignorant of the relationship between men and women. Detailed diagrams, that's another matter, and this book really broke through his limited cognition, there are not only dual cultivation of men and women, but also men and women, women, shemales, demons... all kinds, All sorts of strange things.

Although he knew in his heart that these cultivation methods might be demonic heretics, but Zhao Ritian couldn't help but want to read it. He wanted to sneak out every day and read this book secretly in the woods. Also look at it, climbed to the top of the mountain and watched it by the moonlight. For the first time, Zhao Ritian felt that he had hope for bigu because of this little yellow book.

On Saturday, Zhao Ritian found that his expression was not right and his face was flushed, so he asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Do not……"

Before Zhao Ritian finished speaking, Saturday's hand was already on his forehead, and his cool palm was pressed against his hot skin. Zhao Ritian felt an evil fire in his heart. He hurriedly pushed away Saturday's hand, and stood up abruptly: "Master, Master, I'm going out to practice first."

"If you're not feeling well, let's adjust your breath first." Said with some worry on Saturday, Zhao Ritian's body temperature was indeed on the high side.

"I see." Zhao Ritian ran away in a panic.

The big yellow cat jumped onto the table and licked its fur in front of Saturday, blocking Saturday's view as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Zhao Ritian ran out, before he reached the top of Liulihua Peak, he saw a crane flying from afar. He stayed for a moment, only to see the crane rushing towards him, which made him take a step back in fright. feet with a letter tied to it.

"For me?" Zhao Ritian was dubious.

Xianhe shook his foot coldly, signaling Zhao Ritian to stop talking nonsense and take it away.

Zhao Ritian unwrapped the letter, opened it, and it turned out that it was a letter sent by Long Aotian. The Liuli Huafeng may be coveted by others, so the master should be careful.

Zhao Ritian looked at the letter, and before he could recall it, he heard someone shouting on the mountain pass road: "Where is the monster Dongyue!"

Zhao Ritian raised his gaze slowly, folded the letter, his peach blossom eyes showed evil spirits, and glanced at the four people standing in a row on the mountain pass, and saw that their clothes should be people from famous families.

"Everyone is here, and the dog is barking." Zhao Ritian snorted.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The leading adult monk came up, and saw him in a gray robe, with two large knives crossed behind him, with a menacing look, his face was full of flesh, and he stared fiercely at Zhao Ritian, "Who are you? Then Where is the monster?"

Zhao Ritian became angry a long time ago, and said with a sneer, "Who are you? Where did you come from as a butcher? With two pig-killing knives on your back, you make yourself a hero?"

"Little bastard, I am the nephew of the eldest disciple of the Qingyun Sect. My uncle heard that there is a monster in this monster mountain. He calls himself Dongyue Immortal. Bah, a monster dares to call him an immortal!"

"Shut up your stinking mouth!" Zhao Ritian raised his hand, and the small black iron sword he was wearing flew out, cutting off the belt of the middle-aged monk's hair, and the hair immediately covered his face, tangled with the beard , like a big long-haired meat ball, Zhao Ritian slapped his legs and laughed.

"You, you actually know how to control the sword...Golden Core?" The middle-aged monk backed away in fright, and immediately didn't dare to act rashly again, but his mouth didn't stop, "This is one of the two little gold core demons, the cave moon demon The two children who caused the disaster are now practicing evil methods, and they have cultivated golden cores in just a few years. If it is not for the evil methods, who will believe it!"

Hearing the "demon method" and "sorcery" from the middle-aged monk, Zhao Ritian got angry again, and cut off the belt of the middle-aged monk's trousers a few times, to see his curly black legs exposed , Under the mountain wind, the hair on the legs swayed slowly.

"This little pervert is plotting against senior brother!" The three people behind the mature monk immediately shouted, "Is there any law in broad daylight!"

Zhao Ritian covered his mouth and felt like vomiting: "The wild boars on our mountain are cuter than your senior brother, and you don't take pictures of them..."

"You bastard, hand over the Dongyue monster. If you are young and ignorant, I, the Qingyun Sect, will not embarrass you." The middle-aged monk shouted bravado while pulling up his trousers.

"Hey, if I don't beat you all over the place today, I will take your surname!" Zhao Ritian stretched out his palm, and the flame burst out, split into four fireballs, and hit the four of them face to face.

I was teasing cats on Saturday, when I suddenly heard the noise outside, I got up and went out to have a look, this was terrible, Zhao Ritian was chasing four strangers and kept fighting, I saw that those people were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their clothes were pulled up It was full of black holes, screaming and yelling, and fled around in a panic.

"Zhao Ritian! What are you doing?" Saturday hurriedly stopped the little apprentice.

"Master, they speak badly and speak ill of you." Zhao Ritian pouted, "I just punish them a little so they don't dare to speak nonsense."

The middle-aged monk covered his mouth with missing teeth, and wanted to say something, but his words leaked, and he couldn't speak clearly for a long time. He stared at Saturday vigilantly, and looked at it for a while, as if he wanted to remember Saturday's appearance firmly.

"What are you looking at, be careful to dig out your eyeballs." Zhao Ritian stood between Saturday and the middle-aged monk, blocking the middle-aged monk's gaze.

The middle-aged monk looked at Zhao Ritian with hatred, and motioned to the three juniors around him, and the four went down the mountain in desperation.

"What the hell is going on here?" Saturday didn't know why.

Back in the small building, Zhao Ritian showed Long Aotian's letter to Saturday, and added more details about how those four Qingyun sect disciples spoke rudely and how he beat the shit out of them.

Saturday heard this but frowned. Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. There are also things about fighting for power in the cultivation world. Under the Liulihua Peak, two young Golden Core monks appeared within a few years. The day before yesterday There were thunderstorms again, which inevitably attracted the attention of other monks.

However, if they want to move out of the small building and go to other places to practice, they are unwilling on Saturday: one is that they have taken root here for a long time, and they are used to the water and soil; When I found this place, I was afraid of moving away rashly on Saturday and losing contact with Chen Ke.

"Master, look..." Zhao Ritian saw that Saturday's brows were tightly frowned, so he wanted to say something nice to explain, "It's just some miscellaneous hairs, and I don't need Master to deal with it. I have never heard of it, I see, Long Aotian is worrying too much."

"He's right to think about it," said Saturday, "However, we can't move out of here, we can only come and fight one by one, one pair and one pair."

Zhao Ritian thought that Master would keep a low profile and move to another place, but he didn't expect him to be so decisive. Hearing this, Zhao Ritian was overwhelmed and slapped the table: "Okay!"

The table "clicked" and split from the middle.

"Master, I, I was wrong. I'll go to the town to buy a new table." Zhao Ritian got up in a hurry, rushed out the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Wait!" Saturday hurriedly stood up.

"Master?" Zhao Ritian slammed on the brakes, backed up, and grabbed the door with one hand, "What else can I order?"

"You take Xiao Huang down, we are going to retreat, Xiao Huang can't be left alone." Saturday said.

The big yellow cat was sitting on the corner of the table. Hearing this, he jumped up suddenly and was about to run away, but Saturday grabbed his fat body and hugged him.

The unwilling big yellow cat stretched out its paws and scratched in the air. On Saturday, it forced its two front paws down and carried it to the door: "Xiao Huang, be good, it won't be long, We'll come and see you."

There was suspicion in the big yellow cat's eyes. When it was handed over to Zhao Ritian, its dark eyes looked at Saturday quietly, silently conveying its resentment towards Saturday.