95 The little green snake of the Buddha 8
I don't know if it's for the sake of dressing up well, the shopkeeper served him extremely fast.
It didn't take long for the table to be full of dishes.
The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed: "Immortal Chief, I can't put it on the table, why don't you change a big table for you?" β
Therefore, he said in vain: "It's okay, the rest of the dishes that have not been served are packed up, and the poor monk will take them away." β
The shopkeeper answered and left.
So he sat quietly at the table, didn't even hold a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and just quietly watched the little green snake eat on the table.
Jiang Jian is now small in size, and the amount of food is not large, there are seven or eight dishes on the table, and he can't eat a little of each of them, and his round belly is spread out on the table, and the thin and soft one looks like a ribbon at first glance.
So he asked softly, "Have you eaten enough?" β
The little green snake snorted and chirped: "It's so supportive, my stomach is uncomfortable." β
Therefore, the corners of his lips are imperceptibly hooked up a little: "So let you eat less pastries." β
"You fed me a whole piece!" The little green snake tilted his head and glared at the snake angrily, "Such a big piece, feed it all to me!" β
"But you've eaten them all." So he said lightly, "There is nothing left." β
The little green snake spit out the snake letter angrily, as if he felt that this posture was a little uncomfortable, so he snapped down the snake's head and continued to spread it on the table.
So he felt quite funny, stretched out his finger, and poked Jiang Jin's stomach lightly.
The little green snake glared at him, flicked the tip of its tail impatiently, and stopped moving.
There were no finished dishes left, so he didn't waste it, beckoned to the shopkeeper to help pack it, and was about to leave with his things, when a man with a big waist and a round waist suddenly staggered over, and he was almost about to collide with him.
So he turned sideways to avoid it, and the man also sat on the stool next to him, and almost fell on his back.
Suffering from this change, the delirium still did not change his face, and was about to pick up the little snake on the table and leave, but the man raised his hand suddenly, as if he wanted to grab the arm of the delirium, and muttered in his mouth: "Bump, bump into someone, just want to run!" Who gave you, guts! Apologize to my grandfather! β
Before the hand fell on the delusion, it was twisted by the delusion's backhand.
This man was obviously very drunk, and if he was sober, he would not have been so presumptuous when he saw that he was so obviously dressed like a mortal.
Jiang Jin, who was paralyzed on the table, was stunned, and unconsciously supported his upper body.
The pain in his arm made the man sigh, and he didn't break away after a few struggles, but he cried out at the top of his throat: "Hit someone!" Hit someone!! β
Jiang Yao: "......"
It's really a big drama.
Therefore, his face did not change for a moment, he twisted the man's arm with one hand, raised the other hand, and shot a white light from his fingertips, straight into the man's eyebrows.
This change shocked the people around him, and even let out a few exclamations, and everyone seemed to think that the man who offended the immortal chief was afraid that he was more than lucky.
However, after the white light disappeared, the man's chaotic eyes gradually became clearer.
The sharp pain in his arm made him hiss, and he subconsciously looked down, but happened to see the little green snake that opened its mouth and yawned, and the miserable white snake teeth glowing with cold light made his face change suddenly
"Snake, Snakeββ!!!" The man screamed,
Staggered back and tripped over the leg of the chair, falling to the ground with a thud.
After he woke up, he also remembered what he had just done, and his face turned pale for a moment.
The man grunted and turned over on the ground, kowtowing to the delusion a few loudly, and his tone was almost tearful in horror: "Untouchables, untouchables are drunk and don't know Taishan...... Immortal Commander spares his life! Immortal Chief, spare your life! β
So he ignored him, lowered his arm and stretched out his hand to the little snake on the table, and said softly, "Let's go." β
Jiang Jin wrapped his fingers around the situation.
The little green snake had a bulging belly, and he was not willing to wrap his body around his wrist, so he still shrank in the palm of his palm as if he was lazy, only the tip of his tail hooked his fingers, so as not to slide down.
When they left the restaurant, they could still faintly hear the man's unstoppable pleas for mercy behind them.
Jiang Jian asked him, "Where are we going now?" β
"Returning to the Heavenly Zen Gate." Hence the vain.
The little green snake's tone swallowed slowly, and the whole snake seemed a little lazy.
Therefore, his fingers tightened a little, hesitated for two seconds, and the tip of his index finger landed on the obviously bulging belly of the little green snake, and gently rubbed it.
The sudden touch made Jiang Yu subconsciously shrink, and the tip of his tail curled up, only to stretch out again in a moment, and even lazily turned over, so that his delusional fingers could land on his belly more conveniently.
The little green snake comfortably straightened the tip of its tail: "A little above, a little heavier, huh...... By the way, that's what it feels like-"
Pressing the fingertips on his stomach, the little green snake looked up in wonder, and looked at the expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Jiang Yao: "......"
Ooh.
The comfort was too much and I got carried away.
He shrunk his neck and obediently pressed his head against the fingertips of the delusion.
So he didn't say anything, and the fingers that had stopped returned to their previous frequency again.
After a while, the little green snake's soft voice sounded again: "That person just nowβ"
So he hummed, and the end was upturned, as if asking 'what's wrong with that man'.
"I thought that a person who was so arrogant in front of the Buddha would not let him go without thinking about the Buddha." Jiang Jin said, "How can I teach that person a lesson." β
"The lesson was naturally given." Therefore it is vain,
The poor monk had a hint in his mind that if he wanted to be so vexatious again when he was drunk, he would be reminded of his fears today.
The little green snake poked his head out and said, "Where is this a lesson? β
"What if it's a lesson?" Therefore, he said, "As long as he can abstain from drinking and drunkenness in the future, and remember the events of the day and be careful in his words and deeds, it will be a lesson for him." β
The little green snake looked at him for a long time with clear yellow snake eyes, as if he wanted to say a lot, but he didn't say a word.
Therefore, he did not mention this topic again.
The journey was always so boring, and Jiang Jin's consciousness gradually dimmed.
When he woke up again, Jiang Jin found that the sky was already dawning, and Zhou Wen's environment had changed dramatically again.
Therefore, the delusion has arrived at the Heavenly Zen Gate.
The Buddha of Wunian has an independent mountain in the Tianchan Gate, and there are many prohibitions around it, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter it at will.
Therefore, the delusion did not land directly on the Buddha's house, but at the foot of the mountain, slowly walking towards the mountain
Go up.
Along the way, except for a few plainly dressed little monks, Jiang Jian did not see anyone.
As soon as those little monks saw the old delusion, as if they had a set of conventional, they lowered their heads and folded their hands, and called respectfully: "Senior Brother Wunian." β
Therefore, he continued to respond as he did when he was in the camp.
For the next few days, he stayed in the Buddha's house and didn't go anywhere, and Jiang Jin was forced to stay at home with him.
The daily life of the Buddha without chanting is very monotonous.
Reading, meditating, cultivating, handling the affairs of the Heavenly Zen Gate, refining elixirs...... Other than that, there are very few other things in the Buddha's daily life.
Until the early morning of this day, after sitting in front of the Buddha statue all night, he got up and went back to his room, and touched the small snake on his wrist with his fingertips.
Jiang Yao, who was sleeping in a daze, poked out his head and asked, "So, is it dawn?" β
"It's lit." Therefore, he said, "Little green snake, it is time for you to complete the contract." β
"Contract?" The small snake's head tilted slightly, as if it had just remembered, "Do you mean blood on the tip of the tongue?" β
So he said, "Exactly." β
The emerald snake slipped from his wrist and took shape in midair, its long, white legs standing firmly on the ground.
"The content of the contract, I will naturally complete it." Jiang Yao brushed aside the long hair that had slid to his front, the end of his light yellow snake eyes was raised, and his red lips were lightly hooked, "But I haven't learned your technique of preserving the blood on the tip of your tongue." β
So he said patiently: "This spell is very simple, as long asβ"
"I don't want to learn it." Jiang Jian waved his hand and interrupted him, "Anyway, the contract stipulates that I need to be by your side all the time when you need blood on the tip of your tongue." In that case, what does it matter if I learn or not? If you want it, you can take it yourself, so why bother me? β
As if he felt that this standing posture was not very comfortable, the young man simply sat on the edge of the bed, and with a slight tilt of one long leg, the snow-white and thin ankle raised a dazzling arc.
"Besides, I haven't been good at academics since I was a child, and now I have lost the demon pill and the demon power is unstable, so I guess I won't be able to learn the essence for a while." The young man's tone was quite reasonable, "If you don't learn well and let the blood on the tip of your tongue come into contact with the outside air, it will be my blood that will be wasted, and I will be the one who hurtsβI am not happy to suffer this grievance." β
These words fully demonstrated the laziness and decadence of the little snake demon, but it was not all unreasonable.
After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that he had been persuaded by this snake demon.
It's just a drop of blood from the tip of the tongue every few days, and if he does it, it will end cleanly every time, and it will only take a few breaths.
If you let the snake demon do it, you don't know how long it will take.
So he said, "Okay, I'll do it." β
Before he could finish speaking, the humanoid snake demon sitting beside his bed poked out the tip of his tongue quite consciously, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to say, 'Then come'.
At this time, an inch of morning light fell outside the window.
The young man was not wearing a wisp of hair, and the snow muscles were shining a dazzling luster from the morning sun, and his black hair was slightly messy in front of and behind him, and the tips of his hair fell on the white bedβ
For a moment, he felt that the snake demon's chest was a little whiter than his bed.
Therefore, the hand that had just been raised paused slightly, and with a slight flick of his fingertips, a set of clean clothes appeared in his hand out of thin air.
He said lightly, "Put it on." β
Jiang Jian waited until the tip of his tongue was flushed with a hint of coolness, but he didn't wait for the fingertips of the foolishness, but waited for a set of clothes.
He retracted the tip of his tongue and said with a strange expression: "What's the matter, the Buddha of Wunian now remembers to let me wear clothes?" β
So he didn't speak, but tilted his head slightly.
Jiang Jian took the shirt in his hand, snorted lightly and said, "That day, in the secret realm, when you pressed me under your body and forced me to take the blood from the tip of my tongue, I didn't see you so kind, let me put on my clothes first and then do it." β
"There was a reason for what happened that day, if you hadn't broken the contract and escaped, the poor monk wouldn't have used that kind of means." Therefore, he whispered, "Put it on, and your clothes are clean." β
"It's still my fault." The young man snorted softly again.
He saw the white-clothed Buddhist cultivator in front of him sharply, and a very shallow unease seemed to flash on his face, and his light yellow snake eyes turned around, and he said with a smile: "What about weekdays?" I wrapped my body around you, and I didn't wear anything either, why didn't you remember to give me a shirt? β
Therefore, he said: "The serpentine form is different from the human form. β
"What's the difference?" Jiang Jin asked reluctantly, "Could it be that the human form is not good, but the snake form is fine?" β
He chuckled, as if he thought this statement was extremely interesting, "I didn't expect that the Buddha of Wunian would have such a strange habit in private!" βοΌ