With a 'squeak', the silver light lay down on Chu Tian's shoulder, but it was a mouse with a body that was only five inches long, but a tail six or seven inches long, and the silver hair on his whole body was as dazzling as a silver flame. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The silver-haired mouse is silver-colored, except for the two soybean-sized eyes, which are like two rubies, and under the sun, the red eyes of the silver-haired mouse are like two solidified flames, mixed with a trace of blood, deep, quiet, but with a trace of madness that makes people shudder.

"In broad daylight, huh?" Chu Tian touched the tip of the silver-haired mouse's tail.

"The wind of the world is going down, and people's hearts are not ancient!" The silver-haired mouse raised his head and sighed leisurely in Chu Tian's ear: "In broad daylight, prostitution is prostituted during the day, and it is even more red apricot out of the wall, not abiding by women's morals, it is really the loss of people's hearts, what is wrong with this world?"

The tone of the silver-haired mouse was extremely solemn, extremely serious, and with a hint of sadness.

Looking at his movements and listening to his words, this silver-haired mouse is simply like the most conservative Taoist master, as if standing at the peak of traditional morality in the world.

"In broad daylight, a young woman with a letter of flowers, instead of washing clothes and doing housework at home, takes advantage of the fact that the man in charge of the house goes out to earn money, attracts bees and butterflies, and seduces men to the door!" The silver-haired mouse trembled all over, as if he was extremely angry: "This, is there still heavenly reason? This, and Wang Fa? If you don't see such things with your own eyes, who would dare to believe that there are such dirty and filthy things under this bright and clear world?"

Chu Tian sat on the back of the old yellow wolf without saying a word, and after a soft drink, the old yellow wolf walked away, bringing a strong wind to instantly sweep through the streets and alleys, and in a few breaths, it rushed out of more than a mile.

A hoarse woman cried from behind: "Which one kills a thousand knives, knock Butcher Zhao out here! Damn, this fat body, how can my aunt and grandmother carry him? Damn the plague, wake up and get out of here! The third brother is coming back, you have to break the fortune!"

Chu Tian and the silver-haired mouse's ears were very awake, and when they heard the cry of the woman behind them, Chu Tian turned his head and stared at the silver-haired mouse's small red eyes.

The silver-haired mouse's long tail flicked from side to side, and its two front paws rubbed vigorously, laughing 'hehe'.

Chu Tian coughed lightly, and he said lightly: "Lord Rat, it's fun to watch, ah?"

The silver-haired mouse squinted and glared at Chu Tian: "What do you see? What is happy? Ah, let me tell you, this world is really not as good as the generation, this woman stays at home, she has learned to hook up with men, I tell you, this world is filthy, it is really dirty and obscene." ”

Sighing heavily, the silver-haired rat man stood up and stood on Chu Tian's shoulder, with two paws on his back, like a well-educated Confucian looking up at the sky, and said very sadly: "The turbid world is turbid, the red dust is filthy, but the rat master I am ice clear and jade, and my character is noble, struggling in this turbid world and red dust, the pain of this cavity, can there be a bosom friend in the world?"

"Is it big?Is it white?Is it round?Is it not round?,Is it not straight?" The silver-haired mouse was feeling how noble he was, and how this filthy world poisoned him, making him suffocate and couldn't live, but Chu Tian asked him casually.

With a 'snort', the silver-haired mouse's mouth fell half a foot long with saliva on the corner of his mouth, and he smirked dumbly: "Big, big, there are two big ones of the widow of Natian." White, whiter than the belly of Wanhualou's top brand small sleeves. is round, just as round as the chest of the third daughter-in-law of the Taishou of Qizhou. It's even more stiff than the bamboo shoot milk of the seventh concubine of the dean of the academy!"

The little head shook slightly, and the silver-haired mouse sighed lightly: "It's just that the face is too ugly, as ugly as the dog's head, otherwise it can be called a masterpiece!"

"Noble character?ah?ice clear and jade?ah?red dust and turbidity?ah?you can't live?huh?" Chu Tian squinted at the silver-haired mouse, and a series of sarcastic words spurted out like the venom of a poisonous snake.

The silver-haired mouse shivered excitedly, he looked back at Chu Tian blankly, and suddenly rolled on Chu Tian's shoulder and shouted: "Ah, bastard boy, you have learned to be sarcastic about the rat master! Pity my old man for raising you with a handful of and urine, if you don't find a few big fart-shares-*** little daughters-in-law for the rat master, you have to cut off the only joy of life for the rat master!"

The silver-haired mouse cried and cried, but there was not a trace of tears.

Chu Tian pinched the long tail of the silver-haired mouse, and said in a deep voice: "Next time, I will take you to the newly opened Qinyun Yazhu, and let you observe the frank performance of the officials and gentlemen of the prefecture on the spot." Now let's get down to business, an enemy has come to the door!"

The silver-haired rat shuddered, and a pair of scarlet eyes flashed with an extremely ferocious and fierce light. His silver fur exploded violently, and then slowly reattached to his body one by one.

"Enemy, who's of it?" the silver-haired mouse's voice also became extremely sharp, as if a needle was constantly poking people's ears.

"Three years ago, he was thrown into the Zhou stall of the White Python River by us, and his son came back. Now he is a supervisor of the Academy of Qishan, and he also opened a special Qinyun Yazhu in Qizhou City to make friends with literati and officials. Generous, menacing, after all, he is now the son-in-law of the Ling family!"

Chu Tian told the silver-haired mouse the news he had just gotten: "Three days later, Ling Yue asked me to send ten golden-scaled carps that are one zhang long, I am afraid that they will be inseparable from Zhou Liuyun. This is a direct knock-on-door, and if you don't do it, you will tear your face. ”

The silver-haired mouse lay on Chu Tian's shoulder, but the little mouse's face was full of extremely humane expressions, ruthless, insidious, vicious, shameless, and all kinds of negative emotions almost condensed into substance on his face.

"Tsk, it's really annoying to trouble coming to the door!" The long tail of the rat man shook gently, and he said softly: "How many years has the rat master not washed his hands and killed the matter? ”

Suddenly, the rat master grinned: "They want a big golden-scaled carp, give it to them! ”

"Little God, remember the words of the rat master, it is a blessing to suffer losses, we must be kind to others!"

After laughing a few times, the Rat Master turned his head to look at a trace of gloom on Chu Tian's brows, blinked his eyes and asked, "Have you had a nightmare again?" Or what?"

Chu Tian shook his head, patted the long tail of the rat master, and said in a low voice: "Do things, do things." The golden-scaled carp matters. ”