(viii)

Have you fallen or have you fallen? Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info actually began to need to be fed by people, whether to eat or not, this is a problem.

However, it is clear that the instinct to eat as a fox far exceeds the speed of Mo Li's brain.

Just when the Moli child was thinking about maintaining his own tsundere or the world, and eating the biggest, he had already swallowed the first bite.

When Mo Li reacted, he was choked fiercely.

"Little fox, you eat slowly." The little monk hurriedly took a glass of water and fed it to Mo Li in small sips.

Mo Li felt that she had no face to speak of in this mission world, how many stupid things did she do in one day? Could it be that when she became a fox, her IQ dropped with it?

No, her intelligence is not higher than that, 35 is just that, and she is not yet passing. Thinking about it like this, Mo Li's mood was miraculously much better.

In fact, the most important thing is that the allure of the fragrant meal in front of you is too strong.

After swallowing the first bite, Mo Li got used to it a lot, and after a while, the three dishes full of effort were eaten by the little monk and Mo Li.

Mo Li ate and supported, and felt that the wounds on her body were much better. I couldn't help but roll, and my four little claws were raised to the sky, revealing a soft, bulging belly, writhing and humming.

However, soon Mo Li began to gasp, and she was really happy and sad, and it hurt, just this one word. However, something that made it even more difficult for Mo Li to accept happened.

The little monk actually reached out and gently poked Moli's soft little belly, and then slowly rubbed it, "Have you eaten it?" ”

The little monk's words were a little smiling, but also a little helpless. But it was obvious that the little monk was very happy in his heart.

And Mo Li's whole person tensed up all of a sudden, does this monk really treat himself as a pet? Or the kind of pet dog.

The little monk didn't know it, and still slowly and gently rubbed Moli's bulging belly, moving gently, as if Moli was something she cherished very much.

Mo Li covered her face and turned over, avoiding the little monk's hand, but she was too anxious and touched the wound again.

Mo Li scolded God in pain, obviously she came to fulfill her wish for the original owner to counterattack, how could she be worse than the original owner.

The little monk's brows furrowed, and then he sighed helplessly. I re-medicated Moli and bandaged the wound.

Mo Li yawned, and it was happiest to sleep when she was full. In fact, Moli likes this kind of pigpen-like life the most.

The little monk picked up Mo Li, put her on the bed, and then found a small fluffy blanket to cover Mo Li.

Mo Li comforted herself, anyway, she was seriously injured and couldn't do anything, so it was better to eat and drink well, sleep well and raise her spirits. So Mo Li fell asleep peacefully.

The days passed like this, except for the unusual persistence in the matter of food, Mo Li behaved like an ordinary fox.

And the little monk is also used to taking care of Mo Li every day before he starts to eat a few bites at will to cope with the past.

Mo Li has also gone from being awkward and shy at the beginning to being logical now, even if her claws are good, she can't grab and eat.

Three months have passed, and the wounds on Mo Li's body that can be seen with the naked eye are finally healed, at least they will not affect their basic actions.

So, one day, while the little monk was not paying attention, Mo Li secretly left the temple and ran towards the base camp where the original master of Houshan had cultivated for a hundred years.

Passing by the waterhole, Mo Li looked at the reflection in the water, and a strange thought suddenly sprung up in her heart, wouldn't the little monk be so kind to her that she was really cute and petite.

Snow-white and snow-white, like a round snowball, black eyes, pink nose tips and lips, extremely cute, delicate, and cute.

Alas, the original owner is a fox and has always been a beautiful fox, she is really a little worried that after the transformation, because of her charm value and appearance value, the appearance of the original owner has been lowered, and she has become the ugliest nine-tailed fox in history.

Immediately, Mo Li began to spit on herself again, is this too idle? The injury is not healed, the cultivation has not recovered, the task is not yet clueless, there is still time to think about these and not, thinking about it, Mo Li stretched out his paw and slapped himself.

Before returning to the original owner's cave, Mo Li first went to pick some wild fruits that had no owner in the mountains, and didn't ask her why she didn't go to find some meat.

With her current palm-sized size, her cultivation has been lost, and she has gone to catch animals, and she doesn't know who eats whom.

If it weren't for the fear of implicating the little monk like in the plot, I really wanted to leave the little monk with the power of self-preservation like the original owner. Even if you just eat a vegetarian diet every day without a little bit of meat, it is better than this sour and astringent fruit.

In the plot, the original owner, the little fox, is restored in order to cover the entire mountain with his divine sense and observe the little monk. However, now that Mo Li doesn't have this ability, he has stopped thinking about it, recuperating from his injuries with peace of mind, and recovering his cultivation.

Just when Mo Li was about to dive into cultivation, she didn't expect the little monk to find the door, God, who would tell her how the little monk found such a place where birds don't.

"Little fox, is this your home?" The little monk gently held Mo Li in his hand and looked at him.

Mo Li roared in her heart, this is not scientific, this is not scientific, in the plot, the original owner can't bear to find the little monk, how did she become the one who was discovered. Is she too weak?

But even if she is an ordinary fox, with an uninhabited back mountain, and a hole with a big fart, it stands to reason that the little monk should not find her.

There was a hint of doubt in Mo Li's bright eyes, and it seemed that the whole person, oh no, the whole fox was very agile and human.

The little monk reached out and touched Mo Li's head, and his heart was satisfied for a while. The little fox left suddenly, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Didn't the little animals that were rescued in the past also leave on their own after healing from their injuries? Although this little fox stayed especially long.

However, when he felt that he had no appetite for the fifth meal and had some gains and losses in sleeping, he realized that the problem was big.

When the little fox was there, it was difficult for him to eat a full meal because the food given to everyone in the temple was rationed. However, the little fox was gone, and although he ate the meal, he could not eat it.

Well, he kind of misses the little fox. "Little fox, do you think I shouldn't be a monk, Master said that the monk should have six pure roots, stay away from the red dust, and have no desires and no desires......"

Mo Li listened to the little monk's self-talk, and was so frightened that the hair on her body stood up, and she forgot that the little monk was still touching her head. (To be continued.) )