Strange news about the little paper man

This was probably the most reserved time since Zhong Li took shape, he asked to go back to his room to sleep.With Fang Zheng's lessons learned, Ono was naturally unwilling to let him walk back, so he directly picked him up with a blanket and teleported back to the guest room.

Zhong Li only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he was already lying on the bed in his small dormitory.He was lying on his side, and the male god was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding two hands under the quilt.

"Don't be so troublesome," Zhong Li said to Xiao Ye while maintaining the eyeballs upward, "Isn't that little girl locked up by you?"

"The Buddha Dharma in the museum is blessed, and the plants, trees and utensils are all spiritual." Ono hooked his fingers under the quilt and picked them up, and then rubbed them into the palms of his hands. "Do you want them to appreciate it?"

Zhong Li shook his head quickly when he heard the words, his legs moved restlessly in the bed, and he loosened the clamp to do some exercises with some excitement.

Ono leaned over and patted the other person's fluttering little buttocks. Thinking of the troublesome girl next door, he still told him: "That girl, I asked her to contact her family. Yu Jianfei, about three The day will come. Her elders will discipline her, so don't contact her to avoid being bullied again."

"I'm a big man, how can I..." Zhong Li defended, "They are all my fans, I can't get upset, I can only run."

"I don't know why, but their fans are disciplined and rational, and this is what happened to me when I arrived..." Zhong Li buried his face in the pillow, and said a little depressed.

This sentence made Ono think of the huge amount of information that he saw on the Internet today, including videos edited by the flesh, hand-painted pornographic pictures, and various types of fans.Entertainment news that attracts people's attention, some terms he doesn't understand.Mr. Ono humbly asked for advice: "Fuck fans, what do you mean?"

"Ah?" Zhong Li was dumbfounded by this jumping topic, raised his head from the pillow, his face turned a little red with boredom, "It's about privately asking beautiful fans to have sex... er, it's about having sex."

"With a lot of people, wouldn't that be very immoral?" Xiao Yelu wondered, "Why do you say that being a fan is a welfare?"

"Because fans like it, what people appreciate is your body."

"Fans, appreciate my body?" Xiaoyelu grasped the point precisely, "Then you..."

"I'm not, I'm not!" Zhong Li also realized the ambiguity in his words, and quickly grabbed the quilt to cover his head.

"I'm going to sleep, good night, see you tomorrow!" he said.

Xiao Yelu helplessly patted his head through the quilt, and then said good night.No more sound was heard, Zhong Li lifted the quilt, and the male god had already left.He pressed his face against the sheet, which still had the man's body temperature on it.

A good night's dream.

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the courtyard, Ji Mingyuan folded his colorful wings, stepped on the light, and landed on the ground with the little paper figurine.Guan Ling also opened his eyes at the same time, observing the two uninvited guests.

Feeling the defensive atmosphere wrapped around him, Ji Mingyuan apologized: "Excuse me, let's find two people."

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When Fang Zheng woke up, it was already noon.She rolled around on the bed a few times, thinking that she couldn't get out anyway, and the master didn't fly over so quickly, so she might as well sleep for another round.

The restraint that had suppressed her all night seemed to disappear.Fang Zheng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, got up and got out of bed to draw the curtains, which were easily opened.Push the window again, and it is easy to open.

Fang Zheng rubbed his messy hair, propped himself up on the windowsill and jumped out.

The whole courtyard was silent, Guan Ling seemed to let go of all the barriers, and Zhong Li could not be seen.Fang Zheng called a few times, but no one answered. The noon sun was a bit dazzling. She rubbed her face and started searching around.

Fang Zheng was born in a family of cultivators, and he was very talented, but he was lazy and didn't care about anything.But the feeling itself is still very keen.She felt the breath of the technique, followed the guidance, and walked into a room.

The storage room of the museum, which keeps some collections that are not on display.The room is small, and there are not many antiquities in stock. There are only seven or eight pieces, most of which are Buddha statues, and they all look valuable.

Fang Zheng's gaze stayed on a large collection, which was a group of portrait bricks.

Tree Immortal Crossing East: The story told in the picture is about a Sanxian from the west of the neighboring country. Seeing the suffering of the living beings, he wanted to protect them but was powerless.Accidentally learned that there is a supreme Buddhadharma in a country in the east, which can save all living beings. The tree fairy heard it, and traveled eastward happily, and finally learned the true meaning of Buddhism.

"Shame!" Fang Zheng stuck out his tongue, "This little Japan really dares to think, how can he be justified when he went all the way to the Patriarch of Sanqing to sit down and poach people?"

The chill came from all around, Fang Zheng looked around the room, and found that all the Buddha statues were looking at him, with kind sneers on their faces.The little girl was stunned in seconds: "It's a slip of the tongue, you guys are so profound in Buddhism, you are so scared that the disciples want to convert... But you will definitely look down on me with my talent, hahaha..."

Fang Zheng could feel that the person she was looking for was here, and not only Mr. Zhong Li and Mr. Ono.In addition to Fang Zheng, there are many relatively staring exhibits in the room. These people either set up an enchantment, or entered a mustard world somewhere.

Those who can produce illusions here may be the six Buddha statues, or the scenes in the portraits.

Fang Zheng turned his attention back to the portrait brick, and reread the story of the tree fairy seeking Buddha.This cultural relic is well preserved, and after careful identification, one can see the whole landscape of the place where the tree fairy lives.Under the luxuriant branches, there is a small deer lying down, its head raised sideways, and its watery eyes are watching Fang Zheng, as agile as life.

The noon sun shines on all creatures, adding a few rays of golden light to the green land.The fawn had had enough of the sun, lazily moved its hooves, and got up from the ground where it lay prone.

This is a plain, uninhabited.Looking around, the half-person tall weeds are swaying in the wind, and the swamps and lakes are intertwined and connected into one piece.In the distance, there are a few dense forests. As for the scenery behind the green leaves, I can't see it.

The environment here is leisurely and the water plants are abundant. Many different kinds of water birds either swim and play or groom by the water.Under the vast sky, there is such a stray deer, which is a bit abrupt.

Fang Zheng has never entered such a natural and peaceful illusion, without false glitz, viciousness and terror. It is so plain and peaceful, but it is easier to relax and sink in.

In the whole scene, the most distinctive thing is this little deer, maybe it is the eye of the formation.

Miss Fang has always been thoughtless when walking with others, but once she is alone, she can inspire the calmness of being the leader.I saw her striding through a piece of reed, holding down the target and starting to pluck the deer.

This little deer is young, lively and not afraid of people.Facing a young and beautiful girl, he even offered his own head naturally, allowing the other party to be intimate.Fang Zheng hugged the fawn's neck and found a leaf on its small horn.

This is a very strange leaf, at least not in the herbarium of the botanical garden.The leaf body is slender, and the stems and veins cannot be seen. The bottom is naturally round, and it is impossible to see how it will grow on the branch.

Miss Fang has never listened to biology class carefully, and she can't be knowledgeable. She didn't recognize it as a piece of paper because she had seen a portrait of this thing just a moment ago-the leaf of a tree fairy.

In the mural, it is also under such a sky. The thick old trees occupy half of the pasture, and the deer is lying in the shade of the trees, basking in the sun through the leaves.

At this moment, the scene remained the same, but the old tree was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, Fang Zheng pinned the golden leaves on his head.

"Here comes another little friend, who is truly a formidable young man."

Under the shadow of the old tree, an old man sat quietly, dressed in white and toga, quite honest.

Seeing the master, the little deer broke free from the young girl's arms decisively, ran towards the old man, and obediently lay at his feet, begging to be stroked.

The old man touched the deer's head affectionately, and waved the sleeves of his robe, revealing a square table, five futons, and a pot of freshly brewed hot tea. "Little friends, sit first, they will be here soon."

When Fang Zheng saw Zhong Li again, he was riding a deer in the distance.At this time, the girl is obsessed with riding deer, and it happens that the male god is also riding a deer, but the opponent's deer is so imposing that people dare not play with it.

It was an adult stag, giving off a ferocious aura, and looking at Zhong Li on him, he hugged the other's neck cowardly, as if he was being ridden.

The stag carried Zhong Li in the air, and moved forward quickly, barely stepping on the reeds, and came to the old man in a few steps.Zhong Li was already on pins and needles, but when he first saw Fang Zheng, the little devil, he was even more startled, his center of gravity was unstable and he was about to fall down.The stag under him twisted its front hooves into a weird posture, and helped Zhong Li stabilize again, his expression still cold and inviolable.

"You've grown really well since then." Seeing Zhong Li, the old man was amazed, and looked carefully, "You are Meng Ya's child, why have you never seen you before?"

Zhong Li had maggots on his buttocks, riding a male god was really abrupt, he was really uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear the sweetness of being pampered.When the old ancestor asked, he didn't dare to move any more, he hurriedly supported the antlers, and replied seriously: "The younger generation is the guardian spirit born in the Mengya Ancestral Temple. The time and space are a little later, and I have never seen senior."

The tree fairy understood that this was the junior after several years, perhaps he had entered his dream, or the other party had entered his own realm.With his practice, he has already seen some secrets, entertained a few future friends calmly, and did not rashly ask about the future.

There were still three futons vacant under the square table, and the old man made another pot of tea, not knowing who he was waiting for.

"I am rooted in Meng Ya, and I have guarded it for more than a thousand years. The beasts, flowers and plants that I practiced together have long been reincarnated. The children of Meng Ya have guarded me and reproduced from generation to generation. Now there is no way to avoid it.”

"Before you leave, you have to make arrangements for the children of the clan and see some friends again." The old tree stroked his beard and said, "I am relieved to see a younger generation with aura like you."

The author has something to say: there is no manuscript saved, so I can only rush to write and send it. I will try my best to update it every day, and I will write more on weekends.