38. 039 Alternative Chicken Killing

The left and right hands poured it and weighed it, hey, it's not heavy, it's not light, it's just right. Hehe ran back to Zhang Qing with a smile and solemnly instructed,

"Senior brother, you can hold on. Wait for me to shoot it to death, and make it for you to eat. ”

Zhang Qing responded stupidly, always feeling that Jun Xiaoxiao's behavior of slapping chickens with bricks was a bit unauthentic, but he didn't dare to squeak because of Boss Jun's obscenity. There was a whirring sound of air flowing, and the bricks in Jun Xiaoxiao's hand slapped down according to Zhang Qing's hand. The accuracy was top-notch, and it landed on the back of the white hand without the slightest deviation. Poor Zhang Qing screamed, a hot dull pain came from his hand, and he glanced weakly at Jun Xiaoxiao, who looked apologetic on the other side,

"Senior sister, don't close your eyes when shooting."

Jun Xiaoxiao had an ugly smile on her face, the corners of her mouth twitched for a while, and she licked her lips,

"Senior brother...... Chicken...... Ran. ”

So, Zhang Qing didn't care about the pain, and teamed up with Jun Xiaoxiao and the poor chicken to start a unique human-chicken battle. The chickens that finally escaped were even more desperate and struggling, and the entire lotus hall was full of chickens and dogs. Uh, it's people jumping. From time to time, "Dead chicken, don't run wow, you're the protagonist tonight." You ran away, what did I do to call the flower chicken, wow. ”

Finally, the noisy dusk finally ended in a cloud of green smoke flying up. The poor chicken did not escape the clutches in the end.

Not far from the lotus hall, Chun Yu Jinmo, who was dressed in a bright yellow embroidered dark gold dragon pattern robe, stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, listening to the noise in the lotus hall, and mourned for the poor guinea fowl for a while. These royal chickens raised by the palace are like playthings in her hands, and they die so undignified. Shaking his head, he walked back.

Then one afternoon, when the emperor arrived, Jun Xiaoxiao was quietly hiding in the room to practice calligraphy. Therefore, when the emperor came in, he saw paper balls all over the ground and a cat with a flower face. Chun Yu Jinmo waved away the waiter who wanted to report, picked up a paper ball on the ground, and opened it with a lot of effort, only to see a few words written on it, "Turtle and Sun Wang bastard".

Chun Yu Jinmo frowned imperceptibly,

"What does this circle mean?"

Jun Xiaoxiao didn't raise his head, and replied reflexively,

"Master's master, there are too many comparisons, I can't write them. Just draw a circle. ”

"Then the last Qi Quantian, is it actually Qi Haotian?"

"Yes, why are you suddenly smart, teacher...... Who are you? Looking up and seeing the bright yellow in front of her, Jun Xiaoxiao finally realized that it was not her stupid senior brother who had been talking to her.

"Chun Yu Jinmo. If you don't like your master, why do you keep writing his name? ”

"I'm afraid I forgot, he put the little ...... Hurt me so badly, if I live too well, forget the pain of the scar, and forget this enemy who is not in the same world, how can it be good. So I'm going to write it when I have time. Jun Xiaoxiao was familiar with him, and he didn't care much about the identity of the person in front of him, so he talked to him.

"By the way, why are you here? It doesn't look like a eunuch in dress, isn't the harem allowed to be entered casually? How do you do it in your backyard. ”

Chun Yu Jinmo listened to a very light arc at the corner of his mouth, this was originally his backyard. didn't answer her, walked to the table, picked up the brush that she had grabbed and was full of ink stains, and wrote a word on a clean piece of paper,

"Your teacher is wrong."