Heaven and tyrants want a home

The people directly connected to the Buddhist temple untied the "tent".

The dazzling sunlight slammed on the face of Zenyuan Shi'er, illuminating his dark green eyes wildly.

Like an untrained wolf cub.

The person directly next to Zenyuan looked at him, and suddenly laughed, his two British-style beards rose upwards with his movements, completely different from the nearly rigid family style of Zenyuan.

"Your expression doesn't look like your brother's at all, even." He said.

In my memory, Shier's father and his elder brother were a hearty and decisive man, but it was a pity that he was too attached to his feelings, and finally returned with his deceased wife, leaving only two pre-term children.

It's unbelievable for the monastery to have a deep love and a long life, so he has a particularly deep memory of this elder brother.

After laughing, the Zhibiren of the Zen Academy continued: "Have you been bullied? Do you want to sue me?"

Zenyuan Shier let out a "tss" and raised his head provocatively: "I will solve it myself."

Zhibi from the Chanyuan smiled and touched his beard again, but his tone became a little lower, "That's good, even if you come to complain, I won't make a move."

"In the Zen monastery, different people have different rules of survival, and no one can violate them."

Lu Fushe Granose, who was hidden behind by Shi Er, frowned when he heard this, it was obvious that this person was not joking, but was stating the facts.

This means that no matter whether he is bullied or he resists bullying, it is his own business, and no one will stand up for him.

Lu Fushi Granose scoffed at the nonsensical rules of survival.

Shi Er is not alone, from today on, he is her beloved cub!

Thinking of this, she quietly stretched out her two paws and gently encircled the child's ankles, trying to make him feel her gentle and great "mother's love".

I have to say that her "maternal love" is really effective.

Zenyuan Shier didn't listen to Zenyuan Zhipiren's words at all, his attention was all on his ankles.

The body temperature of "her" is lower than that of human beings, but it is not cold, but has a warm and cool texture like fine jade.The feeling of tightly grasping his ankle gave him a sudden sense of satisfaction that he was needed and demanded.

Is "she" afraid?

The black-haired Zhengtai pursed his lips, turned his hands behind his back and gently stroked the god hidden behind him, silently comforting him.

- don't be afraid.

Seeing the child's eyes lowered, the people directly adjacent to the Chanyuan didn't respond, and didn't say anything more, and changed the topic to another place: "Starting tomorrow, you will continue to go to school to complete basic education."

Hearing this, the Chanyuan even frowned in resistance, and said in disgust, "I won't go."

The man directly next to the Zen Yuan raised his eyebrows and laughed, "It's up to you, but if you can't read all the words in the future, don't say that you are from my Zen Yuan outside."

Zenyuan was so speechless, he suddenly remembered that he couldn't recognize the words written by "her" last night and was ridiculed.

After a moment of silence, the child pursed his lips and nodded in compromise: "...I see."

Although he hated that group of people, it was more important to learn more words to communicate with "her" than his own dislike.

Satisfied, the Zhipier of the Chanyuan turned around and was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly after walking a few steps, turned around and looked at his nephew a few steps away seriously.

Seeing this, Zenyuan Shier tensed his body subconsciously, staring at his uncle with dark green eyes unblinking, for fear that he would find "her" behind him.

Seeing the guarded posture in front of him, the people directly adjacent to the Chanyuan sighed insignificantly, and said slowly: "Anyone who is not a magician is neither a person nor an absolute, but the person who can strengthen the position of the Zenyuan must be a magician."

Zenyuan Shier listened expressionlessly, without any response.

Sensing the silent resistance of the still young nephew in front of him, the people directly adjoining the Buddhist monastery left without further words.

Seeing the man leave, Zenyuan Shier lowered his eyes and lowered his voice to ask, "Are you okay?"

Lu Fushe Granose looked at her paws softened by fright, and fell silent, not knowing whether she should tell the truth.

She is not good at all, she is too lazy!

Manu Ling stubbornly tried to rely on a dozen limp paws to move, but it was useless. She was really frightened by the turning back of the Zenyuan Zhipi people.

The man's eyes swept towards her. She didn't know if it was a coincidence, but she was afraid of being discovered by people other than Shier.

She is a curse spirit, once discovered by a magician, she will only be exorcised without hesitation.

She is afraid of death, and she doesn't want to die.

Thinking that suddenly she would disappear into the air one day without leaving any trace of existence, like that silly croak, she couldn't help but want to hide and avoid all dangers.

So, why did you choose her...

Lu Fushe Granose sighed melancholy.

Looking up at the worry on Shier's face, she stretched out her hand and shook the child's wrist, and then wrote strokes on his back: "...the legs are weak."

She felt that she was going to be laughed at by this kid.

"Pfft."

Sure enough, Shi Er laughed outright, her dark green pupils looked shiny, like rare green diamonds soaked in cool running water, which made her dazed for a moment.

"Come up."

When she regained her composure, the black-haired Zhengtai had already squatted in front of her, tilting her head slightly, and the bright sunlight outlined a layer of radiance along his beautiful outline.

Wow, what a little angel!

Lu Fushe Granose looked at his thin back movedly, hesitant.

Speaking of which, she shouldn't be underweight.She has probably measured her own length, and if she shrunk to the minimum, she would have to be about [-] centimeters. Plus she was fat enough to be a ball, so she really doubted whether it would even work.

Just when she was struggling, even urged again: "Come up quickly, this is the training ground, and there will be magicians from the Zen Academy coming anytime."

After hearing this, Lu Fushe Granose immediately stopped being entangled, and quickly shrunk herself to the smallest possible size, lying on the child's back.

Sure enough, it's a bit awkward, she thought silently.

Zenyuan Shier felt a softness on his back, he naturally raised his hand to hold "her", got up and found a long and concealed way back to Baisha Qingsongting.

If he didn't avoid people, he might be in a lot of trouble if people found out about his weird posture.

Moreover, "she" is much lighter than expected, and she is soft on the back, like a piece of sweet cotton candy, and she is not tired at all.

On the back, Lu Fushi Granose began to write and draw on the child's back again.She still wrote very slowly, and even recognized it for convenience.

——You are too thin, you should eat well.

—— Boys are more handsome if they are tall and strong!

Zenyuan Shi Ermo read it once, then stopped lightly, and asked in a low voice: "...do you prefer the one like Jin Yi?"

The Buddhist monastery is like that...?

Lu Fushi Granu recalled Shiichi who looked like a fried-haired lion, shook his head firmly, and wrote slowly: "I like you..." Such a face.

She felt that Shir might have misunderstood his appearance. It is impossible for anyone to refuse his face, okay?

--I like you.

The moment he read it, Zenyuan Shier even heard a voice as sweet as sugar whispering in his ear, which made him raise his lips, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I will definitely be taller and stronger than Jinichi in the future." He promised.

... taller and stronger than even one?

Lu Fushe Xiaotang thought about it, and immediately shuddered: It doesn't have to be so strong! !

Shi'er's physical strength is much better than she imagined, or it should be said that she is stronger than she imagined.Not only did he walk steadily with her on his back, he didn't take a breath, but he also had a warm body temperature on his back, making him extremely comfortable.

So, she fell asleep as a matter of course.

Soon, halfway through, Zenyuan Shier found that "her" writing movements gradually slowed down, and when she was about to reach the Green Pine Court, there was no movement behind her.

"Sugar?" He called out in a low voice.

no response.

Zenyuan Shier didn't speak any more, and walked straight into the Green Pine Garden with "her" on his back, walked up the corridor carefully and steadily, and entered the room.

He felt that "she" should be asleep.

"She" seems to be lazy all the time.

Putting "her" lightly on the cool bed, Zenyuan Shi Er opened his eyes wide in surprise.

For the first time, he saw "her" completely.

The closed eyelashes of "her" are very long, and they are docilely closing on the lower eyelid. Shi Er subconsciously feels that "her" eyes must also be beautiful.

The gray body was tumbling on the bed, probably due to leaving the heat source, "she" curled up a little uncomfortable, as if she didn't like the coldness of the bed.

Thinking of the sunny eaves where "she" always loves to stay, Zen Yuan even took off her shoes without hesitation and lay down on the bed.

The boy's higher body temperature quickly warmed the cool bed under him gradually.

almost.

After a while, he got up and replaced the granulated sugar that was curled up beside him into a warm place. The arrival of the heat source made the curse spirit, who was afraid of the cold, relax his body instantly, lying on his stomach in long stretches, defenseless.

Zenyuan Shier laughed again.

This feeling of being wholeheartedly depended on seems to be addictive.

Lying quietly on the side, "her" rhythmic and slow breathing made him feel extremely at ease, and then slowly closed his eyes.

——You'll stay with me forever, won't you?