little demon

Chapter 4: Little Taoist Prisoner

The little Taoist priest is actually not too young, it's just that people who cultivate immortality live a long life, and he is also the last generation of disciples. Compared with those white-browed Taoist priests with fluttering hair and beards, he naturally got the word "small".

The little Taoist priest is called rebooting, when the patriarch counted on him as a baby, it was a terrible calculation. I have seen six unclean people, but I have never seen such a strong lust. The old man was so scared that he quickly gave He named him a monk.

It's a pity that "abstinence from sex" and "abstinence from sex" have been called for more than [-] years, and the little Taoist priest who has been abstinent on the mountain for more than [-] years was fascinated by the male demon as soon as he came down the mountain.

The Taoist priests of other families accept the demons as "Hey, where is the little demon?"

It was the first time for the little Taoist priest to meet a demon. It could be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He squatted on the ground and pouted at the thousand-year-old crow spirit, and even made a few "quacks" like a bird to imitate his cry.

Fortunately, it was also the first time for the crow spirit to go to Yaoshan Mountain, and he had never met a serious Taoist priest. Seeing that the little Taoist priest was white, clean and kind, he really foolishly changed his human form.

The pitch-black mass slowly pulled up into a slender figure, with all the feathers faded and replaced by a black robe. The crow's refined human figure was only black and white. With black eyes and white skin, the little Taoist's saliva drools three thousand feet.

A pair of lewd hands uncontrollably grabbed the slender white fingers of the crow spirit, and the little Taoist kneaded them back and forth, only to feel that the tactile sensation was superb.

"Beautiful monster, let Pindao accept you today."

The crow spirit lowered its eyes and retracted its hand.The little Taoist priest uttered wild words lightly, if the cat demon had scratched his face long ago, but the crow spirit is a symbol of bad luck, but he has a soft heart and is most afraid of others being sad, planning to find someone who doesn't hurt others Ways to drive the little Taoist away.

The little Taoist stared at his empty palm, with a look of disappointment on his face, raised his eyes and looked pitifully at the crow spirit, glanced, and then glanced again.

Under his eyes, the pressure of the crow spirit doubled, and he felt a little guilty, and silently stuffed his hand back into his palm.

The little Taoist's face immediately disappeared, and he hugged the crow's entire arm into his arms, drooling against the crow's chest, feeling the fragrance of the beautiful demon.

"Yao'er, my name is Jie... Jiese, what's your name?" The little Taoist felt that his name was unlucky and unpleasant, so he abruptly changed the sound.

"Jie Se?" The Crow Spirit wiped away the water stains on his clothes and said, "The little demons on the mountain call me Crow."

"Crow, crow... a good name, you are the best match with Yaoer. There is a poem that says: The world is as black as crows. I think Yaoer must be the blackest one among them." The little Taoist said intoxicated.

Crow began to suspect that the frivolous Taoist priest in front of him was kicked out of the Taoist temple because of his bad brain, so his various strange behaviors were explained.Thinking of this, the crow couldn't help feeling sorry for the little Taoist priest, and ranked him on the same level as the smallest fairy magpie on the mountain.

The little Taoist didn't know what Crow was thinking, and thought that he was overwhelmed by his heroic spirit, straightened his clothes narcissistically, coughed twice and said, "Don't worry, Yaoer, I am different from other corrupt old Taoist priests. After leaving you, we will eat and live together, and sleep on the same bed with a pillow and a quilt."

The crow patted his head: "I have serious business to do when I go down the mountain, so I can't play with you."

The little Taoist said happily: "Oh, we are not only destined but also have a good heart. I came down the mountain to do serious things." After speaking, he touched the crow's hand and promised, "Of course I will put your business first."

The crow hesitated for a moment, turned his mind back and forth, and finally nodded.

The little Taoist grinned almost to the back of his ears: "Yaoer, let's open a room first when we get to the town, and then..."

What he said was so beautiful, but the crow didn't listen to a word, thinking to himself that no matter what, he could be regarded as a great monster with deep knowledge, and he could be protected by a human being with a mental disorder by his side.

At the foot of the mountain, the crow grabbed the little Taoist priest who went straight to the inn: "We have to get down to business first."

The little Taoist was very innocent: "Isn't this the business? If you are late, you won't have a good room."

It made sense for the crow to hear it. He is a monster so he can sleep anywhere, but the little Taoist priest is different. Now that he has decided to cover him, he has to take good care of him.

A man and a demon walked into the inn, and the shopkeeper asked with a smile, "You two are still staying in the inn?"

The little Taoist quickly covered the crow's mouth and said, "I want an upper room." Then he winked at the crow, "I want to protect you personally."

Seeing that his mind was dull but still thinking of himself, the crow was moved, and replied softly: "Okay, I will listen to you."

The shopkeeper got goosebumps fiercely, secretly lamenting that the masculinity is so rampant, a couple left, and another couple came, but the smile on his face remained the same, attracting the waiter in the shop.

Xiao Er was clever, but pretended not to notice the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them, put a dishcloth on his shoulders, cupped his hands and said, "Two distinguished guests, please come upstairs."

"No, no," said the little Taoist meaningfully, "tell me the room number, and we will find it ourselves."

Xiao Er understood, and withdrew his foot to make way for someone who was anxious.

After entering the room, the little Taoist rushed straight to the bed, lifted the hem of his clothes, raised his face with one hand and one leg, and blinked his eyes: "Yaoer, the spring night is short, let's get down to business first."

The crow smiled and said, "That's exactly what I mean."

The little Taoist's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but watch the crow take off his coat and walk over step by step, and then... Then he took out another coat from the bundle beside him and put it on.

"Demon, demon?"

"I'll go to work first, you can sleep by yourself."

"No, Yaoer!"

Accompanied by a heart-piercing cry, the crow turned into a silhouette and flew out of the window, leaving the little Taoist alone.The little Taoist bit the horns of the quilt angrily, his eyes were as resentful as possible.

Crow came down to Yaoshan this time because he really had serious things to do, very serious and serious things: the magpie spirit he raised since he was a child wanted a playmate.

Magpie is the youngest and none of the monsters like to play with her. Her only friend, Xiao Snake, got married with a ghost scholar who lived on the mountain the day before yesterday.Seeing that the magpie was bored and depressed every day, the crow thought about going down the mountain to find a monster who was not good at cultivation and took her back to play with her.

Speaking of monsters, there are only a dozen monsters on Yaoshan Mountain, and one was abducted by the next mountain.Gossip naturally spread quickly, and the fact that the crow was going to look for fresh blood was unanimously supported by everyone, and the tree spirit gave him a well-informed idea: "This monster likes to attract people the most, and monsters are indispensable in places with many people. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he was drowned out by a burst of murmurs. 800 years ago, the monsters on the mountain didn't bother to harvest yang to replenish yin to replenish yang. Being with human beings is purely written in books. It's too poignant and too legendary. The monsters feel that it is not up to standard not to seduce a human being back.

The tree spirit couldn't hold back his old face: "My method is not good, where do you say to catch the demon?"

If they knew that there would only be a dozen goblins left on the mountain?All the demons dispersed in a hurry, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The tree spirit snorted twice and said to the crow: "Listen to me, you are right." Fu said regretfully, "It's a pity that there are no stories about crows and people in the storybook, only stories about crows and stones, otherwise you would hook up with a young talent by the way." How nice to be back."

There are no young talents, but a Taoist priest who is obsessed with lust is posted.

Wu Ya went to the teahouse and found the weasel pretending to be a fortune teller. Just as he was about to ask him if he had any news about the little demon, he was hugged by a man who jumped out of the slant.

"Yao'er, don't you want me? Have you taken a fancy to this vixen!" The little Taoist cried exaggeratedly, rubbing his head on his chest.

The fortune-teller's beard became distorted when he heard the words: "Where's your demon mirror? Take it out and look at it, can I be a vixen? Can I? Can I!"

The crow pulled the little Taoist off his body with a headache, and said to the weasel apologetically, "Don't be angry, this little Taoist is my friend, he, uh, he... he is quite different."

The little Taoist raised his head and said with bright eyes: "I knew I was different in your heart, and you are different to me, Yaoer."

The crow is hard to explain, so he just smiled: "Hehe."

Once the little Taoist interrupted the crow, he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he carried the little Taoist back to the inn and listened to him babbling along the way: "Hmph, I think that weasel with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes is definitely not a good monster!" "I don't think he's so ugly, you won't If you like it, you can take it just in case." "Yaoer, let's go back and do something shameful."

Embarrassing thing?Crow felt ashamed enough that people all over the street looked at them and pointed at them.

——The world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old. Taoists are all going to prostitute the rabbit.

——What do you know, the one being carried is the rabbit. This kind of gameplay is popular nowadays, and special occupations have special sentiments.

——Tsk tsk tsk, that Taoist priest is pretty good-looking, but unfortunately, his temperament is too wretched, so he must not be a real Taoist priest.