mousepad-d2 Chapter 1 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 1
Chapter 1 Holy Monk Your Squirrel Has Arrived 1
"Hi——" Jiang Zuo hiccupped, rubbed his gradually rounding belly, and half-closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The cool autumn breeze blew in from the half-opened window, Jiang Zuo lay on the small collapsed tea table by the window, nodding his head, seemingly asleep.A few slender bamboo leaves, still glowing with emerald green, rolled out of the window and fell on the coffee table.
A bamboo leaf fell gently on his back along with the wind.
He didn't bother turning over to brush off the bamboo leaves, he just smacked his lips and narrowed his round eyes comfortably.
If a young monk happened to pass by the window at this time, he would find a lazy little squirrel lying on the small coffee table by the window in Abbot Shunci's study.
This little squirrel is brown and red all over, only the size of a palm, no matter from a distance or up close, it looks like a cute fluffy little meatball.
At this moment, the daring little squirrel, who broke into the host's study without authorization, was resting his chin on a piece of pear cake. His bulging cheeks pressed a small depression into the soft pear cake, and a piece of tender green bamboo leaf rested on it. On its back, it seems to be covered with a small grass-green quilt.Its small paws exposed were covered with fine crumbs of pastry, and its big fluffy tail hung down on the edge of the coffee table, shaking it from side to side from time to time.
Jiang Little Squirrel Zuo yawned and shook his ears.
A discordant voice in my mind suddenly broke the tranquility of the afternoon.
[But all the targets of the raid have arrived at the temple... Shouldn't the host think about which character to attack? 】
Jiang Zuo turned over and rested the back of his head on the soft pear cake, so that one side of the square pear cake fell down like a landslide.
Grabbing the bamboo leaf under his body with two paws, he rolled his round body on the coffee table a few times, trying to roll more pastry crumbs into the bamboo leaf with his fat little body.
Jiang Zuo rolled left and right, not only did not wrap himself into a delicious and beautiful pear blossom squirrel bamboo leaf roll, but instead sandwiched the thin bamboo leaves and the scraps of pear blossom cake into the gaps between the side by side bulging bellies inside.
Jiang Zuo flattened his short limbs in a desperate manner.
Not long ago, he was a handsome human being with a lively temperament and a healthy body.
However, just two weeks ago, in order to show everyone the results of 81 days of sweating in the gym, Jiang Zuo specially wore a sleeveless vest, stepped on flip-flops and walked on Street in the afternoon.
He walked up and down the Peacock Street near his home for five laps, and finally when he reached the sixth lap, he was stopped by a young lady wearing a Japanese navy uniform.
The little sister who stopped him had a sweet smile, her cheeks were pink and cute, she handed him a piece of paper and pen shyly, she lowered her head and bit her lower lip and said nothing.
Jiang Zuo waved his hand, and pretended to casually sway the beautiful muscle lines on his arm in front of her, and asked in a brisk voice, "...Write WeChat ID or QQ number?"
The young lady covered her mouth and smiled, and said softly, "Well...can you help me with a questionnaire?"
Jiang Zuo: "..." I don't want it.
After thinking about it, maybe the young lady is just too embarrassed to ask him for his contact information directly, and the questionnaire... just happens to have a place to fill in personal contact information?
Having figured it out, Jiang Zuo took the pen and paper with a happy face, and just lowered his head, the title of the questionnaire jumped into his eyes with great impact——
"Investigate the living psychological state of contemporary men with white bodies"
Jiang Zuo: "..." I'm afraid I'm hallucinating being single.
Jiang Zuo, who was hit hard, was in a trance, not only circled the gender [male] in the option, but also underlined and boldly wrote the word "muscle fierce" in front of it, just a few words, every word was crying blood , Every sentence punishes the heart.
After filling out the entire questionnaire, Jiang Zuo returned home in a state of dismay, until he repeatedly confirmed in front of the mirror that his muscles were really big, hard and beautiful, and the questionnaire was really a means for the young lady to attract his attention , and then happily nestled on the sofa and ate five bowls of strawberry yoghurt, rubbed his slightly protruding belly, and fell asleep with his head stuffed under the covers.
What Jiang Zuo never expected was that when he woke up the next day, he found that he was punished in a strange world, saying that it was because he gave false information.
Jiang Zuo was dumbfounded: Where is the falsehood? !What is wrong with the modern mind? ? ?
System: ...Where is it fake? Don't you have any b points in your heart! ! !
It’s fine to become a little squirrel, since he came in, he seems to have a system called 362 attached to him, telling him that he is wearing a book, and the task is to choose one person from the attackable target in each world , and then collect the shovel value of the target.
Jiang Zuo, who has just entered the book and is unfamiliar with people and places, is young, pitiful, and helpless.It's just that jumping down from a tree thought about the addiction of skydiving human flesh, but ended up falling to his death.
Jiang Zuo fell into deep thought: ...Didn't I become a squirrel?How to jump down and die?
362:"……"
It’s no wonder you hold your tail so tightly to keep your fart balanced when you mew and dance (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻
Since it was the first time he had entered the strategy level, Jiang Zuo had a chance to be resurrected.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zuo, who had never thought that he would really die, touched his neck. The pain from the broken neck at the moment before he was thrown to his death finally made him realize that he was not dreaming. Carefully re-read the target information and the plot of the book given by the system several times.
In this world, there are two people who can be attacked. One is the protagonist of this book, Luo Qinghe, and the other is a holy monk named Qingchi. As long as the 100 shit-shoveling points of any of these two are full, Even if the mission of this world is passed.
According to the description in the book, the holy monk Qingchi has a cold appearance and a calm heart. At the age of 17, he was canonized as a holy monk of a country by the current sage.
The protagonist, Luo Qinghe, is a hero with a brave heart and a youthful spirit, and will dominate the world and become the overlord of the martial arts in the future.
In the 16th year of Fengyuan, there was a severe drought in Huainan for two years, and the whole country was full of joy. Princess Changyu went to Qingyunguo Temple to make a wish, and the holy monk Qingchi went together. Luo Qinghe, the main character who went through the rivers and lakes but lost his way, and the last few people went together and arrived at Qingyun Temple, which is the temple where Jiang Zuo is currently located.
Here, the protagonist Luo Qinghe and the holy monk Qingchi worked together to solve the murder case of Qingyun Temple. Luo Qinghe not only won the heart of Princess Changyu, but also became famous in the rivers and lakes, and gained a lot of popular support from the people. fan.Afterwards, the holy monk Qingchi wandered around with clouds and wild cranes, detached and untouched by the world.
Judging from the development of the plot, the holy monk and the protagonist have come to live in Qingyun Temple today. Jiang Zuo pulled the task panel to the end, and saw three lines of small red characters at the bottom:
Attackable target danger:
[Protagonist Luo Qinghe's Danger Level: Three Stars]
[Holy Monk Qingchi Dangerous Degree: Unknown]
Jiang Zuo snorted disdainfully.
The protagonist's danger level is three stars, rounded up to five stars.
The Holy Monk of a Country = Compassionate, No Desires, No Demands, Jiyue Qingfeng = Unknown Dangerous Degree, Rounding up means None = Shoveling Shit Value Randomly Swipe
... It goes without saying that of course he chooses to attack the holy monk!
Jiang Zuo, who had no psychological burden, hid in Abbot Shunci's study and ate pine nuts and pear cakes for several days, spending a wonderful and happy time.
So 362 discovered that since its own host entered the book, not only did it not have to rack its brains to sleep and eat because of thinking about how to complete the task, but it also swelled into a ball of fluffy squirrel meat unexpectedly.
362: ...I'm going to see two attackable targets soon, can the host please pay attention to the image...?
Jiang Zuo slowly got up, patted the broken pastry on his body, and then carefully selected a large and plump pine nut from the exquisite porcelain plate on the coffee table, held it in his arms and weighed it.
362: Do you still bring snacks on the way to the task?
Jiang Zuo paused for a moment: When meeting a target for the first time, don't you need to bring a gift or something?
362: ...I don't believe it.
According to the GPS positioning instructions of the system, one of the attackable targets [Holy Monk] is currently in the bamboo forest.
At this time, the sky was full of sunset, and the mist gradually rose in the midst of the glow. The light green forest was shrouded in mist, and the wetness was lightly stained on the body.
[30 meters away from the target monk, please keep going straight]
Jiang Zuo let out a sigh of relief, and continued to move forward according to the system's instructions. He stopped suddenly when his ear told him that he was less than 2 meters away from the target.
The gurgling stream crossed the bamboo forest, Jiang Zuo hid behind a tall and straight bamboo branch, propped a small paw on the bamboo and gasped for a few breaths, and after he recovered, he poked out half of his head, rubbed his head and began to observe Target.
In the mist, the emerald green bamboo color is like a smudge of ink. The holy monk is wearing a moon-white cassock, with a thousand-petal white lotus embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs. He stands alone in the tall bamboo forest, the forest wind rustling, blowing Picking up his snow-like robe corners, he is picturesque.
The soft light of the sunset casts mottled shadows on his jade-like face through the bamboo grove. His eyebrows are slightly lighter in color, slender and relaxed, with a red phoenix on his eyebrows, his narrow eyes are half closed, and his eyelids are half closed The silver eyes below are condensed with a clear light, and the light is light. Under the delicate and straight bridge of the nose are two beautifully shaped thin lips.
The evening breeze blew, and his face became more and more dazzling in the sunlight. His face was like a crown of jade, and his facial features were exquisite in every way. He should have an amazing appearance of heavenly beauty and national beauty, but because of his pale eyebrows and thin lips, his magnificence was weakened a bit. And there is a little more noble and sparse meaning, like the breeze blowing into the arms and the bright moon in the sky, unparalleled in the world.
This is my next meal ticket in this world... Jiang Zuo sighed, moved his eyes down, and when he saw the poor little mouse squeaking in Qingchi's palm, he couldn't help but be satisfied: "As expected of a holy monk, he is indeed merciful." For the sake of the world, Amitabha Buddha came out to feed the young rats before it was too late. Good people have good rewards...
The holy monk slowly raised his hand, and the moon-white cuffs slid down his arm, revealing a section of white, almost transparent wrist, with slender fingers, like Haoyu.
Every inch, every move, can be regarded as Tsinghua's shining, unparalleled in the world.
Thinking that this world will end soon, Jiang Zuo was happy, and hurriedly said to 362: Hurry up and pack up, ready to enter the next world.
Qing Chi's eyes were cold, and he gently placed his hand on the young mouse's soft abdomen. In the blink of an eye, those slender fingers that were as long as jade suddenly gathered into claws, and slammed into the young mouse's abdomen!
His speed was extremely fast, and when his finger pierced the abdomen of the young mouse, he only made a very slight "punch". The warm abdominal cavity of the young mouse was stirred gently.
When the young mouse struggled, a string of blood droplets splashed out from the gap between the ruptured abdomen and the fingers, and splashed down on his side face, like blossoming blood-colored poppies.
Qingchi paused, then lightly pulled out his blood-stained five fingers, and set aside the little rat that had gradually lost its sound. His eyes turned and landed on Jiang who was hiding behind a section of bamboo with half of his head exposed. Left.
Jiang Zuo:! ! !
The four eyes met, and the two were speechless.
After a while, Qing Chi gently raised the corner of his lips, and slowly licked away the drop of bright red blood that fell on the corner of his lips.
Not only are his eyebrows and eyes pale in color, but even his two thin lips are a faint begonia color. Only the tip of his tongue licking on the side of his lips is as bright red as blood, and the warm blood splashed on the side of his face is dark red and dazzling. The corners of his slender eyes are slightly With hooks on his face, the cold and lotus-like face was filled with coquettish cunning and bewitching, and Jiang Zuo choked when he saw it.
Jiang Zuo: "..." Damn it, what about Amitabha Buddha, who was promised to be compassionate and warm like jade...?
The author has something to say: The holy monk is attacking~
The code word of the Buddha system, do not fight or grab every day, when the time comes to three thousand, you will lie on the bed obediently and be my day.