Chapter 43: Poor Cat

But I have to say that the voice of the second girl shaking the light Xingjun can still stand the test, after all, the underage cute girl paper, everyone understands.

As for Xie Linfeng's previous fear that he would have a myocardial infarction when he couldn't breathe, his majesty Qingyun Huazhang was full of anger and had the bearing to borrow from the sky for another five hundred years.

Needless to say, the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi is very underwhelmed by various heart sutras or something. People can't wait to remove the head melon that is shiny enough to be used as a light bulb.

If the bad young man does not open his mouth, he must be a ghost crying wolf and a wolf when he opens his mouth, which is very shocking. I don't know how many heroes and heroes.

Xie Linfeng sat aside with his mobile phone, and the power bank is naturally a must-have for otaku. In fact, as an otaku and a qualified otaku, Xie Linfeng is undoubtedly extremely far-sighted. No matter how noisy the scene is, as long as you hold your mobile phone and computer, you can convert it into a paradise, and don't mention it, even if you forget your ID card and wallet when you go out, you won't forget your mobile phone power bank.

It is also a shame that this world is no different from Xie Linfeng's original world, and many things allusions and even history have strange overlaps. The Internet is even more convenient and fast, which greatly satisfies some of Xie Linfeng's congenital technical conditions as an otaku.

Therefore, among the middle school friends who cry wolves and howl passionately, and the lively karaoke songs, Xie Linfeng is quite a bit drunk and sober, fluttering and independent.

As the so-called mountain is not just me, I will come to the mountain, no, it is not to be a man, don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning. Although everyone is drunk and I am sober, fluttering and independent, although Xie Daochang has not yet reached the point of being angry and resentful, it seems to be doomed, and he will not be able to live for long.

Because just as he was swiping his fingertips to click on the four o'clock Tianque chat group to see if there was anything about Dragon Ball, oh no, it was the clue of the seven real supernatural powers, the plush touch from the hem of his pants interrupted his thoughts.

In essence, as a handsome and chic man with long legs and domineering side leaks, Xie Linfeng will never admit that he has a different hobby for stuffed animals. For example, in the system space, when facing the upgraded system and obviously changing its image to a plush white fox system, Xie Daochang's expression is so upright and unjust.

Although he was taken back by the system of Qi Pure Skills or something, Xie Linfeng was also a well-informed teenager with quick eyes and hands, so he quickly reached out and pinched the plush creature's neck and lifted it up.

But it was the yellow cat that attracted Xie Linfeng's attention before meeting with the second middle school girl, Shaking Light Xingjun. Perhaps it was too strange to see Xie Linfeng's righteous and domineering appearance, Xie Daochang actually read a kind of love called fear and pity from the face of this cat that was as common as a Chinese pastoral dog in the Chinese countryside.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Xie Linfeng inexplicably had the illusion that this cat had become a sperm.

is different from facing those weird and strange 'chrysalis' in the last world, facing this group of lovely secondary school friends, Xie Linfeng inexplicably gave birth to a strange sense of satisfaction that my family has just grown up and even if they blow up the world, they are just so calm.

What the hell!

What's even more hellish is that Xie Linfeng flashed in his mind about this cat, and the netizen whose ID was a lazy kitten in the four o'clock Tianque. That is, the lazy cat that let him and the second middle school girl shake the light without making an appointment. It's simply toxic.

No one knows what Xie Linfeng was entangled in his heart, but at some point, the old man Qingyun Huazhang came up and stroked the cat Xie Linfeng was carrying. The mouth kept admiring:

"It's a cat, it's a cat, it's a cat, it's still a cat demon. But it's really pitiful. ”

Xie Linfeng:

Are you sure you don't need to take medicine for a full body check-up, old man?

Xu felt that there was a bustle to see here, and just when Xie Linfeng was thinking about whether he was euphemistically building the old man Qingyun Huazhang Xià to take medicine for a physical examination, the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi also came up, and said to the cat in Xie Linfeng's hand is a "big lion roar" of Buddhism:

"Where is the demon, don't show your original form quickly!"

"Meow—"

But I heard a terrible cat meow, okay, it was Xie Linfeng's little heart who thought he was strong accidentally shook his hand or something, and threw the poor cat to the ground.

"Okay, you're a thief, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you don't know the rules that animals are not allowed to become sperm, why bother to embarrass such a little demon who can't transform into a demon!"

But it was the bad young man who was quick to pick up the cat that Xie Linfeng threw on the ground, pointed to the nose of the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi, and said righteously:

"It's a shame that your Buddhism also talks about Laoshizi Pudu sentient beings, and you have the ability to help him transform this cat demon!"

"Since you know that animals are not allowed to become sperm after the founding of the People's Republic of China, why bother to use this matter to bring down the poor monks!"

shook his sleeves and brought up a smell of sweat, but the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi did not give an inch:

"Besides, my Buddhist practice is the most important thing to pay attention to. The poor monk sees that the donor has a fate with my religion, so it is better to belong to my Buddhism. If that's the case, it's to let the poor monk take a risk, and what can you do to help this cat demon transform into a form?"

"Tsk, you old thief, just say that you can't solve it if you don't have enough ability. What kind of worldly master are you pretending to be?"

sighed a few times, and the old man Qingyun Huazhang stroked his beard quite reservedly, and said with a fairy face:

"Needless to say, you know all the tricks of Buddhism. ”

Looking like that, it was just a gossip purple silk fairy robe with a whisk in his hand, and he said that Fusheng was supreme. But what kind of fairy wind bones?

"Good, good!"

snatched the cat from the hands of the bad young man, and the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi immediately took an unopened drink from the table, and exhaled:

"Today, let you see and see the wonderful method of my Buddhism! But the poor monk can say it first, if the poor monk turns this cat demon into a human form, you two can go to the West Heaven Buddha Gate with the poor monk, and together with the three thousand red dust guests, the Tao of the Tao and the essence of my Buddhism are good. ”

Xie Linfeng:

He seemed to know something amazing. It turns out that the second disease or something is really contagious. For a moment, our chief Xie Dao felt a lot of sympathy for the poor cat. I hope this poor little kitten will not be played too badly by the middle two group of friends who are seriously ill.

Xie Linfeng's worries were not groundless or unfounded, I saw that the middle-aged monk Grandpa Bodhi was holding a cat in one hand and a drink in the other, and a sickly fanaticism appeared on his originally kind face. actually sang a Buddha horn, bit the cork of the drink bottle, and poured it down fiercely at the cat.

The second middle school girl, Shaoguang Xingjun, had obviously never seen such a weird and strange situation, and stood behind Xie Linfeng without saying a word.

This Bodhi grandpa will probably be reported by pet lovers, right?