A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin finished dinner one bite at a time. Ji Qing sat cross-legged on the bed and watched Zhou Xiujin do her homework seriously.

Zhou Xiujin's handwriting is very beautiful, and his handwriting at this age is already better than that of many junior high school students.The strokes of those characters are very correct, and they are said to be like their own characters. Those who can write such characters must also be straight and upright, and willing to work hard on the ground.

"Little brother, have you ever practiced calligraphy?" Ji Qing asked curiously.

Zhou Xiujin's back was straight. In fact, he would not sit upright like this usually, but when he thought of Ji Qing watching from the side, he not only puffed up his chest and retracted his abdomen, but also exerted a lot of force on the hand holding the pencil, like a A little peacock who only tries hard to open its tail.

"No." Zhou Xiujin shook his head. He usually has to use every corner of the draft paper meticulously. How could he have the money to buy copybooks to practice calligraphy.

Ji Qing moved his little head closer, he was sitting very close to the bedside table, Ji Qing took off his shoes after going to bed, sitting cross-legged at this moment, Zhou Xiujin felt that Ji Qing was like a little fairy boy sitting on a lotus flower, white and tender The little feet were like flower petals. He watched Ji Qing bend down, almost pressing his face to the exercise book.

The yellow light shone on Ji Qing's body, illuminating the hair on Ji Qing's head brightly. Ji Qing's hair was very black and shiny. Zhou Xiujin is actually a very careful person, he will observe secretly , care about details that many people don't pay attention to, such as hair quality.

He is malnourished, so the quality of his hair is not good. Although it doesn't look like dry grass, it is definitely not so dark that it looks so shiny.There are many things that I don't have, so I will pay more attention to them. Zhou Xiujin was fascinated by looking at the bunch of little tusks, and felt that there was nothing bad about Ji Qing's body, even the fingernails and hair.

He used to think that Ji Qing grew up eating nectar and drinking fairy dew, but now he finds out that Ji Qing also eats cakes. If he has money in the future, he will buy delicious cakes for Ji Qing, and he will buy chocolates for Ji Qing.

Zhou Xiujin had never eaten chocolate before. When he went to buy soy sauce in a small shop, he saw Dove on the counter.Why is such a little thing sold so expensive?It must be something delicious. When he has money, he will give it to Ji Qing.

"How does that little brother write so beautifully?" Ji Qing raised his face and asked with a smile.

Zhou Xiujin's ears couldn't help turning red again. He looked at the exercise book and didn't know how to answer. The teacher also praised his handwriting, and even circulated his homework to the whole class, but none of that was as good as Ji Qing's. A compliment.

Ji Qing stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Zhou Xiujin's clothes, he shook it lightly, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Little brother, I want to know the secret, come and teach me~"

"It is to imitate the teacher's writing on the blackboard. When writing, you should adjust the structure of the font and write it in a good-looking way." Zhou Xiujin taught.

Ji Qing likes Zhou Xiujin's appearance as a little teacher, and he also tried his best to look like a good student, nodded seriously, and then said sweetly: "Little brother, you know a lot, and we will be classmates in the future, you should also Remember to teach me."

"Do, be a classmate?" Zhou Xiujin stuttered a little in surprise. He saw Ji Qing holding his small face and nodding seriously, "I am also a child, and all children have to go to school. From now on, the two of us will carry small schoolbags and hold hands in our hands. Let's go to school hand in hand, okay?"

It would be great if Ji Qing would accompany her both at school and after school. Zhou Xiujin even began to yearn for her future life.

But isn't Ji Qing a fairy?How is he going to come to school?Zhou Xiujin's doubts were all written on his face.

Ji Qing raised his small head, and said with an air: "The mountain people have their own tricks, little brother, do your homework quickly, or it will be too late."

Zhou Xiujin plunged into the sea of ​​homework again, and Ji Qing watched from the side. He found that Zhou Xiujin was doing the questions very quickly, which had surpassed the level of a first-grade child. Ji Qing was thinking in his heart whether to let Zhou Xiujin skip a grade.

After all, he didn't really want to play mud with Zhou Xiujin among a bunch of runny-nosed kids.

Ji Qing watched Zhou Xiujin do his homework, it was 08:30, he was going back to Heyue Pavilion first, moved some things, and then ran to warm Yan Hongyu, so Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin waved goodbye and disappeared into the closet.

Zhou Xiujin sat alone in front of the bedside table and did his homework. He quickly finished today's homework, but Zhou Xiujin did not put down his pen. He took out the draft book, turned it to a new side, and wrote the name Ji Qing on the first line.

After Zhou Xiujin finished writing, he looked at it quietly for a long time, with an unknown light shining in his black eyes, Zhou Xiujin turned his head and looked at the closet. After making sure that there was no movement in the closet, he carefully added a heart next to the name.

The little heart drawn with a pencil is round and very symmetrical.

His heart was beating violently. There seemed to be footsteps coming from behind him. Zhou Xiujin quickly covered his name with one hand. He suddenly turned around and found that there was no one behind him. The thing that made the movement was the White Land Spirit Dog at his feet. Zhou Xiujin took a breath , but the heart in the chest was still beating violently.

With Ji Qing around before, the Baidi Spirit Dog has been huddled in the corner aggrieved, not daring to disturb the two-person world of Ji Qing and Zhou Xiujin at all, because with its intuition of a spirit beast, it always feels that if Ji Qing's interest is swept away, something will happen. Terrible thing.

Zhou Xiujin's entire face turned red because of his reaction, he felt that his appearance was extremely strange.Zhou Xiujin turned around and looked at the name on the paper again. He covered the two words with his hand, and then slowly moved his hand away, revealing the names on the paper bit by bit. First Ji, then Qing, And finally, that little heart.

When he saw the little heart, Zhou Xiujin immediately covered the heart with his index finger. He blushed and took the eraser to wipe off everything he wrote.

The white land spirit dog found a place at Zhou Xiujin's feet, and lay down comfortably.

After Zhou Xiujin finished this inexplicably embarrassing thing, his mouth suddenly became a little dry. He was about to go downstairs to pour some water to drink. When the white land spirit dog saw Zhou Xiujin stand up, it also followed Zhou Xiujin's feet. Beside, Zhou Xiujin looked down at the white land spirit dog, feeling warm in his heart.

Zhou Xiujin pushed open the door, and he heard some movement from downstairs, Zhang Jiantong swearing, Zhou Xiujin squatted at the stairs, hugged the White Land Spirit Dog, made a silent gesture to it, and then went to listen to the sound of the building holding his breath. down the sound.

"I must kill that idiot!" Zhang Jiantong's nose is not a nose, his eyes are not eyes, his eyes are full of fierce light, as if given him a knife, he can rush out to kill people.

Ji Qing's ability can only control Zhang Jiantong for more than seven hours. Zhang Jiantong was sent to the hospital by the old man.

The old man Zhang was very happy to see his son who woke up, but he was afraid of Zhang Jiantong's vicious look. He went home with his sons. When he got home, he bravely said to Zhang Jiantong carefully: "Jiantong, you go to worship the Bodhisattva tomorrow." .”

Old man Zhang said this for a reason. His wife, that is, Zhang Jiantong's mother, was in poor health. She had a serious illness ten years ago, and the doctor said that she probably couldn't make it through.Zhang Jiantong didn't believe it, so he went to the temple on the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva and pray for his blessing. Three days later, Zhang Jiantong's mother still left. Zhang Jiantong was so angry that he went up the mountain late at night and broke the necks of all the statues in the temple.

So old man Zhang is afraid that it is Zhang Jiantong who is cursed by the Bodhisattva.

"Fuck you, old man, if those things were spirits, wouldn't they take revenge on me ten years later? Isn't it just a broken clay statue, what can it do to me?! If those things dare to come, I'll take a knife and kill them all Cut it off!" Zhang Jiantong spat, looked at Zhang Guoping and said, "Help me see where that idiot is now? I'll stab him to death tomorrow!"

Zhang Guoping said a few words of comfort, and went back with old man Zhang.Zhang Guoping is a relatively timid person. He is the same as Zhang Jian, so he is the ghost who is doing things for the tiger. Today he suddenly cannot move and cannot speak, as if he has been possessed by an evil spirit. Zhang Guoping is now terrified to death, and decided to go up the mountain secretly at night. To worship the Bodhisattva.

Zhang Jiantong took a sip of water in the hall. He was so angry that he smashed the bowl in his hand, and kicked the small basket of rags by the wall.

The porcelain fragments were shattered all over the floor, and the small basket was also kicked away by Zhang Jiantong, and all the contents inside rolled out. Except for the dishcloth covering it, Zhang Jiantong saw a bit of eye-catching red.

Zhang Jiantong frowned and narrowed his eyes strangely. He bent down and picked up the dishcloth on top, and picked up the red instant noodles.

"Damn, that bitch Yan Hongyu dared to hide things behind my back, I have to beat her to death!" After seeing the instant noodles clearly, Zhang Jiantong cursed, if Yan Hongyu was in front of him now, he would definitely beat that woman hard, But now Yan Hongyu has gone up the mountain.

The old ones are not there, and the same goes for beating the young ones.Zhang Jiantong raised his head and looked upstairs with a gloomy expression.

Now that he was holding back his anger, he wanted to find someone to discourage him.

Zhou Xiujin heard footsteps coming from downstairs, he picked up the white land spirit dog and walked back to his room.The door lock of his room was broken. Zhang Jiantong kicked the door once before and broke the door lock abruptly. Later, because he had no money, he never repaired it.

Zhou Xiujin hugged Xiaobai and leaned his back against the door panel. He was confused by what he just heard downstairs. Who was Zhang Jiantong going to kill?Why are old man Zhang and Zhang Guoping both here?

Zhang Jiantong and Zhang Guoping separated their families, and the old man Zhang was raised by Zhang Guoping. Although their home was next door, they didn't come to Zhang Jiantong's place often.

The footsteps grew heavier and then stopped suddenly.Zhang Jiantong's room was next door to Zhou Xiujin's. Usually, at this time, there should be a sound of the door opening.

But now, Zhou Xiujin felt a sudden push from the door behind her.

Zhang Jiantong is opening his door!

Zhou Xiujin's heart tightened, and the memory of being beaten up by a man came to mind. For a moment, his mind went blank, and his whole body was like a cub that was forced into a trap, and the hair all over his body exploded in protest.

"Open the door!" A man's scolding came from behind, and there was a bang on the door.

The muscles of Zhou Xiujin's whole body tensed up. He turned around and put his hand against the door panel. All his strength was concentrated on his hand. His phoenix eyes were wide open, as if he could see the violent man outside through the door panel.

Zhang Jiantong must not be allowed in!

It's just that for some reason this time, Zhou Xiujin felt that Zhang Jiantong's force to slam the door was very light, and he could block the door with two hands.

The white ground spirit dog at the side bared its teeth, it didn't bark, but just let out a sigh of relief, looking coldly at the shaking door.

The sound of Zhang Jiantong's slamming on the door became louder and louder, like thunder, but Zhou Xiujin blocked the door effortlessly. There seemed to be a continuous force in his body that allowed him to block the door with ease.

Zhang Jiantong kicked the door for the last time, and when he found that the door was still motionless, he laughed angrily, pointed to the door panel and said, "Yes, you better keep blocking the door, you mop bottle!" After he finished speaking, he turned and went downstairs to get it. Knife, ready to cut the door.From Zhang Jiantong's point of view, Zhou Xiujin probably moved the bed to the door, so he couldn't push it.

Hearing the sound of Zhang Jiantong's leaving footsteps, Zhou Xiujin slowly withdrew his hands. He looked at his hands in disbelief, and couldn't imagine that they were the hands that easily blocked the door.A bold but closest idea to the truth popped up——

It seems... It's not that Zhang Jiantong has become weaker, but that he himself has become stronger.

He remembered the elixir that Ji Qing fed him, and the words Ji Qing said with a smile, "This is a health elixir, take it to strengthen your body!"

Zhou Xiujin was in a daze when he was awakened by a click, and saw a blade appear on the wooden door. It was that lunatic Zhang Jiantong who was hacking at the door with a kitchen knife!

A crack appeared on the door, and then the crack became bigger and bigger. Zhou Xiujin took a step back holding the white land spirit dog. The next moment, he saw Zhang Jiantong break into the door!The man was holding a kitchen knife and his face was distorted, like a lunatic who just came out of a mental hospital. When he saw Zhou Xiujin, his eyes lit up, and then his expression became vicious.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Jiantong roared, and instantly swung a kitchen knife and slashed horizontally.

Zhou Xiujin backed away in a panic. No matter how strong he was now, when he saw a 1.8-meter-tall adult man, especially when the man was still holding a knife, Zhou Xiujin's first reaction was fear.

The white land spirit dog in his arms suddenly left Zhou Xiujin's arms. It jumped to the ground. When it touched the ground, its bones cracked and exploded. Huge and strong muscles!

The enlarged Baidi Spirit Dog raised its head and stared at Zhang Jiantong. Its amber pupils were full of murderous intent. Then, it flew out like a sharp arrow and threw Zhang Jiantong to the ground!

The white land spirit dog bit off Zhang Jiantong's tendons in one bite, and the kitchen knife in Zhang Jiantong's hand fell to the ground feebly. His face was distorted and he howled wildly.The white ground spirit dog looked up at Zhou Xiujin. The blood from Zhang Jiantong's wrist had already stained its mouth red, but Zhou Xiujin could read meekness in its amber eyes.

Zhou Xiujin's face was pale, and he sat weakly on the bed. After seeing the eyes of the white ground spirit dog, Zhou Xiujin's hanging heart suddenly stabilized a lot.

The Baidi spirit dog lowered its head and bit Zhang Jiantong's hand, and dragged him downstairs. Zhang Jiantong was like a scarecrow in front of the Baidi spirit dog. Zhang Jiantong bit down, and the attack raged like a storm.

The screams pierced the night, and the villagers who heard the sound opened the windows and saw a pair of blue eyes. "Is that a wolf?" the timid woman closed the window, afraid.

Under the cover of the night, the white land spirit dog calmly bit Zhang Jiantong's tendons and hamstrings, and then bit the man's waist several times.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and while the frightened villagers did not dare to come out, the Baidi spirit dog turned around and ran away, disappearing into the night.