Master never follows a routine

Sure enough, it is still more cost-effective to soak in wine.

Jiang Linmu thought silently.

"What is Master thinking?" Seeing his expression change, Ying Lin couldn't help asking.

"No." Jiang Linmu wrote in the palm of his hand.

Ying Lin glanced at the sky, it was very hot at this time, but there were no clouds or sunlight in the sky, as expected, it should be raining soon.

"I'd better take Master to find a place for a while." Ying Lin said.

Jiang Linmu nodded, he couldn't see, he couldn't speak, so naturally Ying Lin said what he said.

In the evening, Ying Lin took him to a restaurant.

He carried Jiang Linmu on his back, with a snake hanging on Jiang Linmu's shoulder, and rented a room.

"Hey, who is this kid? Doesn't he look like you?" The female shopkeeper glanced at Jiang Linmu and frowned.

"My brother." Ying Lin put Jiang Linmu down.

Jiang Linmu stood on the ground in a daze, swiped his hands twice, leaned forward slightly, and staggered twice. His weak, pitiful and helpless appearance was really cute, and Ying Lin couldn't help pursing his lips slightly, with a hint of Come on with a smile.

"Master, don't be afraid." Ying Lin stretched out one hand to support his back, put the other hand under his knee, and directly hugged the child by the waist.

Jiang Linmu felt his body lighten, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to exclaim - but no sound came out.

Supporting him in Ying Lin's generous hands, she walked upstairs step by step.

Jiang Linmu felt that this posture was a bit embarrassing, but Ying Lin did a good job, her movements were standard, and if she had a date in the future, it was quite pleasing to the other party.

There were still a lot of people at this time, Jiang Linmu could smell the smell of wine and meat in the air, especially on the second floor, the voices of the guests were obviously much louder.

A middle-aged man in the corner stared at Ying Lin's back for a long time, to be precise, at the child in his arms.

Just now he took a look downstairs, he looked like four or five years old, he looked at a small ball, about the size of a cat, so cute.

He silently memorized it.

He reluctantly watched the child being carried past the corner of the third floor. The young man carrying the child was really stingy, so he showed him the back of his head.

A slender white snake turned out from under Jiang Linmu's collar, revealing a pink and tender pointed head.

As soon as he entered the room, Ying Lin kicked the door back with one foot, dragged Jiang Linmu's hand sideways, hooked him with the crook of his arm, and straightened him so that he lay on his chest.

Jiang Linmu didn't grab his neck, but pushed his chest.

Ying Lin remained indifferent, but instead touched the back of his neck with one free hand, pinched the snake's head and pulled it out: "Why are you following us here?"

The white snake fell to the ground and became an adult. Although its body is cute, its human body is like a strong man. As soon as he opened his mouth, his head started to hurt.

"Why did you throw me away!"

"Shut up, you!" Ying Lin said coldly, carrying Master to the bedside.

His voice slowed down, and he said extremely gently: "Master, you can't see anything, so it's better not to run around. There are too many tables and stools here. If you bump into something, it will hurt so much."

Jiang Linmu didn't move, and sat on the bed obediently, with his hands on his knees, and his beautiful eyes looked ahead blankly.

Ying Lin couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, after all, Master looked so pitiful.

"It would be great if Master could recover sooner."

Jiang Linmu patted the back of his hand comfortingly.

Whether he can recover is actually a matter of time, just like when he first transformed, even Lin Feng's cat couldn't stand up tall.

But now that he has grown up a lot, at least he can touch the table without tiptoeing.

If I reshape my body this time, maybe I can still jump up in size!

Jiang Linmu had a whim.

Men are also very obsessed with their own height. Although their body is so tall, their body is half a head shorter than others.

After so many years, there is no progress in height...

Obviously, when I was 16 years old, I was quite tall. Standing in the class among a group of short winter melons with a height of no more than 1.7 meters, it was obvious that I stood out from the crowd.

He has already thought about how tall he should look for if he grows to 1.9 meters in the future, so as to be worthy of him.

It's a pity that I was reborn once, and I didn't grow up!

From now on, whether to look up at people or look down at people depends on the good fortune.

"Master, are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?" Ying Lin sat next to him, his voice was extremely gentle: "I remember that Master likes squirrel mandarin fish, shiitake mushrooms, chicken marrow bamboo shoots..."

Jiang Linmu swallowed, he didn't feel hungry at first, but when Ying Lin said that, his stomach felt empty.

He reservedly wrote on Ying Lin's palm: "Whatever."

Most of the monks do not eat during their practice, and even if they do eat, they just eat some light-tasting spirit beast fairy grass, and most of them are for simple replenishment of spiritual power.

There are very few people who eat purely for food like Jiang Linmu.

Lin Feng also laughed at him before, saying that he is a tree, like a piranha, and he eats meat every now and then.

Afterwards, Lin Feng, who hadn't eaten anything good, finally said what Jiang Linmu wanted to hear the most after tasting Ying Lin's craftsmanship.

"It's delicious."

"Then it seems that Master is really hungry." Ying Lin said: "I'm going to get some food for Master, Master is waiting here, don't leave."

Jiang Linmu waved his hand at the wall next to him.

Ying Lin sighed and straightened him up: "Master, I'm here."

Oh……

Jiang Linmu handed over the corner of his clothes and smiled embarrassedly.

Ying Lin thought, if the master had smiled in his original form, it must have been charming and charming.

He always feels that Shizun is different from others, and that Shizun is good-looking—even if sometimes he is too lazy to make Qingqian feel helpless, Ying Lin also finds it cute.

He felt quite reluctant: "Then Master, please don't leave here."

"Go, Mr. Ying, I'm still here!" White Snake's rough voice sounded.

Ying Lin glared at him, if this guy had any sharp eyesight, he should go and cook now!

"Ah."

Ying Lin got up, turned around and looked at Jiang Linmu again: "Master, don't run around."

Jiang Linmu tried hard to hear the position of his voice, then nodded in the opposite direction.

Ying Lin: "..."

Forget it.

He closed the door and set up a small barrier at the door. He had seen this place just now, and the highest cultivation level was only a golden core.

After all, for a monk with a high cultivation base, who would choose to eat five grains?

Except for a few of them.

When people touch the enchantment, they will think that they have entered the door, and keep turning in circles in place. The solution is not difficult, but it is more complicated and time-consuming, enough to wait for oneself to come back.

Ying Lin went downstairs, the eyes of the middle-aged man who was drinking in the corner of the second floor lit up, he was worried that he didn't know what to do, the opportunity came.

After Ying Lin's figure disappeared at the corner of the first floor, he quietly got up and walked upstairs.

Just now he heard Xiaoer say that the last room on the left is on the third floor.

He stepped up and walked carefully to the last room. The door was closed and not locked. He smiled secretly, and pushed it open as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Who!" White Snake Xingkang was alert immediately, he heard footsteps walking at the door just now, he didn't think much about it at first, but the voice was too cautious, too cautious, like a thief.

He seemed to hear the sound of the door being touched, but then disappeared, and the footsteps stopped at the door.

The sound was too weird, as if someone was walking past the door, but kept walking and walking, but didn't go out.

Jiang Linmu also heard this voice, and the first thing he thought of was the horror story that Lin Feng had told him.

For example, the last room cannot be occupied by people, and it is easy to summon ghosts.

Jiang Linmu stretched out his hands forward, making a gesture of hugging.

"Little guy, are you scared? It's okay, brother will protect you." Xing Kang's voice carried a hint of pity.

Hearing that Jiang Linmu wanted to slap him in the face.

"Come on, call me brother, I'll come over after you call... By the way, you don't seem to be able to talk, so forget it, if you want to hug, then I'll give you a hug..." He thought to himself Speaking freely.

Jiang Linmu felt very helpless, and didn't know how to communicate with this actor.

Xingkang squatted in front of him: "Come on, hug me if you want, you are such a spoiled child."

Jiang Linmu: "..."

He pushed Pushing Kang's chest, followed his arm to his forearm, and wrote on it: "I don't know what's going on outside. Be careful, go and have a look."

Xing Kang continued to squat on the spot, showing no intention of moving at all.

Jiang Linmu tilted his head, what does this guy want to do?

"What did you draw on my arm just now? Why can't I appreciate it at all?" Xingkang scratched his head: "But it looks quite complicated, you kid is really naughty."

Jiang Linmu wanted to take off his shoes now and slap his big face fiercely.

He pointed to the direction of the footsteps, and gestured a word with his mouth.

roll.

Xingkang: "..."

Really annoying.

"You wait here first, I'll go and have a look."

Jiang Linmu waited for a long time but did not hear any response from Xing Kang.

But the footsteps at the door became more and more orderly.

What is that guy doing?

Jiang Linmu supported the edge of the bed and was about to get off. He suddenly heard the sound of the window being opened, and his movements froze.

Someone came into the room again, but that person was by no means Yinglin or Xingkang.

"Why is the little guy still not moving? Are you scared by me?" The man laughed in a low voice, walked up to Jiang Linmu's side in a few steps, and leaned closer without waiting for him to respond.

Jiang Linmu was startled, and stepped back. He was sure that he didn't know this person, and there was no image of his voice in his memory.

"Why are you afraid of what I will do? I won't eat you." His voice paused, and he asked with some doubts: "What's wrong with your eyes? Are you blind?"

Jiang Linmu thought to himself that you can really talk.

He mobilized his spiritual power silently - he is really too young now, and there is not much spiritual power he can use.

"Why don't you speak? Could it be that you are still a mute?" He laughed.

Jiang Linmu arched his body vigilantly, an indescribable icy cold and damp breath suddenly poured over the sky, and his hands and feet lifted weights thousands of times like a frog leaping, without any strength to lift it up.

Jiang Linmu fell headfirst on the quilt that had been pushed aside by him, unable to move.

The man laughed again, and a strange aura came over his face. Jiang Linmu felt his body lighten, and passed out groggyly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-0721:39:37~2020-06-1011:47:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of ups and downs;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!