[Double Life] I Kill Master to Overcome the Tribulation of Love

"The sweetfish, let's go visit now," the dough said to Gong Zilin eagerly, beating Gong Zilin with his head.

Zilin agreed, "Okay, let's go now."

The two hunched over and sneaked out of the gate of Chang, hiding from anyone they saw along the way, and the deity even used his divine power in order to escape smoothly.After getting out of God's Domain, Dough happily danced and danced around Zilin, as if he had been released from prison.

Zi Lin was really amused by his good-for-nothing appearance, which was too easy to satisfy.

"Really so happy?" Zilin asked.

"Yeah, I'm so happy. Let's go play quickly. I'm afraid that some divine envoy will find out that I'm not here and will chase me down and take me back." Dough took Zilin's hand, without asking for directions, and took the He pulled towards where the light was brightest.

"Do you know where that is? Are you going?" Zilin immediately grabbed the dough when he saw the word 'Bo Xing Lou'.

"Where is that place?" Dough looked at the brightly lit building with longing eyes.

"That's a brothel, you can't go there." Zilin blushed in rare embarrassment.

When Dough heard this, she became even more curious. She stretched her head and looked over there.

"Isn't it fun in the brothel? Look at them all laughing happily." Dough looked at the guests upstairs and downstairs looking for fun, and the smiling prostitutes, and said longingly.

Zilin didn't want him to see the filthy place, so he stepped forward and covered his eyes: "Don't look, let's go over there and see that there are candied haws."

"I can't eat. If I don't go, I'm going to a brothel." Dough grabbed Zilin's hand, for fear of missing a glance.

"Don't go! If you are disobedient, I will never accompany you to the lower world again." This sentence was quite effective, and the dough finally stopped.

"Okay, let's eat candied haws, then you must continue to accompany me." Dough shrank timidly towards Zilin, looking rather shy.

Zilin took the initiative to hold his wrist, feeling uncomfortable with the dough, and broke away from his hand.Then he took the initiative to hold his hand.

Zilin looked at their intertwined hands in surprise, and asked him, "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know, hold hands." Dough said confidently.

Zilin looked at him helplessly: "What do you know? Holding hands is a very intimate gesture, I...I never hold hands with anyone."

"I've already held your hand, why are you so hypocritical all of a sudden?" Dough glanced at him in disgust, didn't say anything, but felt that he had a lot to do.

"You, you are just pulling. It's different from holding hands. Anyway, I... I'm not used to holding hands with people to go shopping." Zi Lin glanced here and there, saying that he didn't want to, The hand didn't move.He just wanted to say a lot of things that could be solved with a twitch of his hand.

"But I'm very used to holding your hand to go shopping, you see, holding your hand like this, we won't get lost." Dough shook the hands they held together, and chose to speak with facts.

Zilin's heart suddenly beat fast, as if he was moved by his words.

He didn't say anything about rejecting the dough, but took the initiative to hold his hand firmly.

Dough didn't think too much, and pulled him straight to the stall selling candied haws.

The eyes of the old man selling candied haws were dim. When he saw him go, he thought it was a son from a noble family who had sneaked out, so he called him kindly: "Young master."

Dough looked at the old man suspiciously: "How young am I? Why do you and Zilin think I'm young?"

"You look innocent and free from dust, so you are young." The old man said cheerfully.

"I'm not young anymore, I've lived more than [-] years old." Dough said.

The old man: "Huh?" He said, thinking he had heard wrong.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zilin hurriedly stepped forward to separate him from the old man, and said to the old man with a smile: "Old man, how many spirit stones do you need for a bunch of candied haws?"

"Three spirit stones are enough," the old man stretched out three fingers, gesturing to Zilin.

Zilin took out three spirit stones and handed them to the old man, and then took down a bunch of candied haws.

Dough likes to talk to people, and was pulled away by Zilin, and he still didn't forget to look back at the old man, waving at him non-stop.

Seeing that he was likable, the old man also smiled and waved to him.

Dough happily turned back to Zilin and said, "That little old man likes me."

Zilin turned around and stared at him viciously, raised his hand to grab his face, and said a lesson: "Can you stop using the word 'like' in the future?"

"What's the matter? I'm not wrong. He just likes me. He's always smiling at me." Dough's face was soft, and Zilin didn't use much force in his hands, and it didn't hurt when he pinched it.

"You can't say that he has no ill intentions towards you? What do you like or not? The word like can't be used indiscriminately." Zilin liked to pinch his face very much, and he squeezed his face loosely and tightly several times.

It wasn't until the dough obediently said 'oh' that Zilin reluctantly let go of his face. Seeing the dough, Zilin seemed a little angry, and tried to curry favor with him: "Eat the candied haws quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold." "

He learned this sentence from the world, and many people will say this sentence.This sentence sounds like a very good sentence, Dough thought it must be very appropriate to say this sentence at this time.

Who knew Zilin fell silent again after listening to it.

"What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?" Dough didn't know what his expression meant, and asked him in surprise.

Zilin patted his head pitifully: "You are right, it will be cold if you don't eat it."

The dough immediately cheered up: "I knew it, this sentence must be true."

Zilin took a candied haws, peeled off a piece of sugar coating, stuffed it into the mouth of the dough, and said, "This is sucrose. It's sweet and crunchy. Try it."

After taking a bite of the dough, there was no taste or feeling, so I had to ask him: "What does sweetness taste like? What's it like to be crisp?"

Zilin ate the candied haws in two or three bites, and said to him, "Sweetness is the taste of nectar, and it is the most beautiful taste. Crispness means that it is easy to crack, and it will break when you squeeze it."

After hearing what he said, the dough smacked the sucrose in his mouth a few more times, suddenly it seemed that he had tasted a little bit of sweetness, and there was more taste in his mouth.

Although he also knew that this was just an illusion, but seeing Zilin's expression on eating candied haws, he really felt that he knew what 'sweet' was.

Dough continued to pull Zilin to walk forward, and he silently watched Zilin along the way.I found that he likes to stop at pastry stalls, especially sweets, which are his most nostalgic food.

The two were having a good time strolling around when suddenly it began to rain.

The dough has divine power to protect the body, and the rain can't get close to his body at all.

But he was too eye-catching like this, so Zilin had no choice but to drag him and run quickly to hide under the wall of other people's houses.

This was the first time that Dough stood under the wall of someone else's house, and could clearly hear the movement inside the house.

He heard a woman crying, her voice rising and falling.

"Let's go in and take a look..." Dough didn't know how painful the woman was going through, and a sense of justice surged in his heart, and he pulled Zilin to break in and take a look.

Zilin quickly pulled him back, covered his mouth, and said in a very low voice, "Don't worry about it, she's fine."

"She's clearly crying..." Dough was eager to save people, and wrestled with Zilin outside, insisting on going in to seek justice.

When they made a lot of noise, there was a sudden curse from inside: "That shameless person? Why is he hiding outside the corner of my house in the middle of the night and eavesdropping?"

Immediately afterwards, the female voice who kept crying just now also cursed: "Smelly rascal, let's see how my old lady will deal with you when she comes out."

Before she finished speaking, there were already footsteps in the house.

Zilin was so frightened that he pulled the dough and rushed into the rain again, and hurried to hide under the wall of another house.

This time, he heard the deafening snoring coming from the room, so he relieved Dough's hand.

Dough listened carefully to the movement in the room, and asked Zilin, "What's that sound?"

"Snoring," Zilin knew that he didn't need to sleep, and for ordinary people, he had to rely on sleep to rest.But the deity does not need to rest, and is always full of energy.

"Snoring? That's what the snoring sound is like." Dough again, like an uninformed country bumpkin, pressed his ears to the wall, his eyes wide open, as if he had heard some rare piece of music, and he listened extremely serious.

In order to make him happy, Zilin also imitated the sleeping man inside, and deliberately made a sound similar to snoring.

Who knew that the dough didn't react yet, but the person inside was woken up, and yelled loudly in surprise: "Who is it!"

Zilin was so scared that he immediately took Dough's hand and rushed into the rain again.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Zilin actually thought about going back to God's Domain.

But when he looked back and saw the happy face of the dough, he couldn't open his mouth.

The dough was so happy, Zilin felt that as long as he could run freely here, even if he was in a mess, he would feel fresh.

Zilin had no choice but to take him to hide under the eaves of the next family.

This time, the family's conversation was very normal, and it was the voice of an old couple.

The old woman said, "Master, are you feeling better?"

After waiting for a long time, a weak voice came from inside: "Old lady, I'm much better now, go to sleep."

The old woman: "I'm not sleepy, I'll be with you, just now I called you several times and you didn't agree, and you didn't move when I pushed you. I...I thought...hey, usually If you don’t want to eat if you are told to eat well, you must eat well when you get better this time.”

The old man's voice came out again intermittently: "Old woman, I'm afraid... I'm leaving. From now on, you go out alone... Remember to bring an umbrella, I can't give it to you... ...an umbrella."

"Bah, bah, why are you saying such unlucky things? You just caught a cold, and the doctor said, you'll be fine after taking this medicine." The more the old woman spoke, the more she cried. She didn't know that there were two people outside the house. Cry with her.