Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

Chapter 32 The "little brother" in front of the temple?
If it is said that the two of them stared wide-eyed just now, they still showed three points of indifference, four points of ridicule and five points of contempt for each other.

Then the current staring has another meaning in it——

Desire dissatisfaction and -- I'm tired of playing.

Duan Lu took out a small handkerchief and wiped his hands clean.

With a wave of his sleeves, he won't take away a single tiger hair.

The tiger's head was about to go up again, but was pushed two feet away by Duan Lu.

The attachment of small animals comes so quickly, and the fur and skin that has never been touched by people is a kind of switch.Duan Lu's little hand inadvertently flipped the switch on.

Duan Lu smiled, the world is full of affection, getting in the way.

"I'm all for your own good."

He waved a brilliance casually, the brilliance was one piece at first, and then turned into a blade.

In the past of Guanghua, a side branch of a big tree as thick as a calf was cut off by Qi Shengsheng.The staggered branches were separated from the crown of the tree, and the side branches fell to the ground with a bang, which scared Rhubarb back with its ears.

"You know what my sister means."

"Don't get in my way."

Du'an Lu dropped a scumbag's quotation coldly, and casually withdrew the spiritual power used to imprison the four people around him.

The two little monks jumped out according to their original inertia and shouted.

"This vicious beast, let the little monk of the Golden Chan Temple come and get you!"

Then he pretended to fight.

But who knows that the scene in front of him has changed from the previous moment.

It was a tiger that frightened the three of them back, but now the rhubarb, which was supposed to be majestic and majestic, was wilting like a sauerkraut that I forgot to eat during the Chinese New Year.

The head is drooping, and the tail is lying on all fours.

Even the hair on one ear was gone, and a few tiger hairs were still stuck to the tip of the tiger's nose.

A gust of wind blew by, Da Huang couldn't help sneezing, and when he raised his head again, there were tears in his eyes.

The two young monks were stunned, and the coachman and Lin Xiu'er had already rushed up.

Lin Xiu'er hugged Du'an Lu, and also saw that the tiger didn't seem to be aggressive.

But also riveting enough strength to run up the mountain.

The coachman turned around and ran up the hill for a few steps, seeing that the tiger hadn't caught up, he also turned around and ran wildly after Lin Xiu'er.

The consciousness of Du'an Lu and the tiger were still connected, and a few extremely weak and helpless wailing came into Du'an Lu's ears.

Sad, reminiscent of a little milk cat, although a bit bigger.

Lin Xiu'er was out of breath, and even took time to talk to Du'an Lu.

"Mother will save you, An Lu, don't be afraid. Mother will save you even if she dies."

Du'an Lu was hugged by Lin Xiu'er, and the scenery behind him became farther and farther away.

The big tiger turns into a little tiger, and the little tiger turns into an orange dot.

Duan Lu's heart softened, "Wait for me, I'll find you a home where you can eat enough meat."

Naturally, the tiger would not know how to use his spiritual sense to transmit the picture into other people's minds, but Duan Lu didn't know if it was an illusion.

A picture of a milk cat begging for a hug flashed in front of my eyes.

The three of them galloped for a while, but when they saw that there was no beast chasing after them, the coachman stopped.

While bending over and gasping for breath, he shouted, "Ma'am, Ma'am, no, I'm not chasing you."

Lin Xiu'er's two legs were already in great pain from running, and it was only because of her desperate courage that she was able to persist until now.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and her bun was messy.

Regardless of his body makeup, he just put Duan Lu from his arms on the ground, and touched Duan Lu from head to toe with sweaty hands.

"Is it hurt? It's so close."

"Those white teeth, my heart is about to be shattered."

"Is there any pain in Lulu? Why don't mother take you to detour down the mountain to the medical clinic..."

Duan Lu took Lin Xiuer's hand and found that Lin Xiuer's back was soaked with sweat.

She understood her mother's horror.

After all, human beings are mortals, if they really encountered a ferocious wild tiger, they would die within minutes.

Du An Lu comforted, "Mother, don't be afraid, An Lu is very dangerous, and An Lu will protect everyone."

Lin Xiu'er heard Du'an Lu's loud voice, and even greater fear surged up, and she became frightened.

She hugged Duan Lu and cried loudly on the mountain road.

"Mother doesn't want you to protect her. Mother only wants my Anlu to be healthy. As long as Anlu grows up healthy and healthy, don't suffer any harm."

Duan Lu thought he was calm, and followed Lin Xiuer's heart.

"Niang Qi, An Lu is doing fine..."

"Niang Qi, An Lu is very healthy."

Lin Xiu'er wiped her face full of tears, and smiled through tears.This scene of tears and smiles mixed together made Duan Lu's heart a little overwhelmed.

Did you eat plums in the morning?Why do you feel that your heart is so sour?

Lin Xiu'er brushed Du'an Lu's hair behind her ears.There is a hint of a strict lesson in the soft words.

"In the future, you can no longer take risks with your body. Mother tells you to run, so you run."

"Do you understand!?"

Du'an Lu was taught a lesson unexpectedly, this was the first time she had experienced it after entering Du's house.

She bit her lip and lowered her head.

It's so strange, why did the sour plums become sweet again in my heart?

The coachman came over and saw that Duan Lu was about to cry, he opened the snack box, picked out a slightly larger piece, and handed it to Duan Lu.

"Frightened, I'll give you something delicious. It's safe to go to the temple on the mountain. Don't be afraid, miss."

Duan Lu put the snack in his mouth, and for some reason his nose became sore again.

Having seen all kinds of wind and waves, Duan Lu couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what kind of ghostly day is today that is not suitable for travel?
It even made my mind confused.

For the rest of the way, the three of them walked extremely slowly.

After running wildly for her life, Lin Xiu'er really wanted to find a place to rest if she hadn't had the heart to stay as far away from the tiger as possible.

But An Lu is not 100% safe yet, she must brace herself to support her sore legs.

Duan Lu saw the slow walking of the other two people, deliberately kept some distance from them, and inadvertently sent a few wisps of blue spiritual power from his fingertips, pouring them into the bodies of the coachman and Lin Xiuer.

She was really afraid that the two of them would faint. It would be really difficult for a baby to carry two adults with one baby.

When we are about to reach the top of the mountain, the steps under our feet are getting smoother and brand new. Looking up, the appearance of the temple is also showing corners and corners in the shade of trees.

Du'an Lu let out a sigh of relief, and finally climbed to the front of the temple gate, so she could find a place to rest her swollen little feet.

But after going up dozens of steps, Duan Lu saw a long line of people lined up at the gate of the temple.

One, two, three... There are four or 50 people.

Those carrying melons, fruits, pears and peaches, those carrying wooden baskets and food boxes, and those holding long incense sticks for worshiping Buddha in their hands, seemed to be a scene of pious waiting.

It is not surprising that there are many people.

The strange thing is that the temple door was closed tightly, and no one came forward to knock on the door to ask questions.

Duan Lu was very puzzled, so he stretched out his little hand and grabbed a strong man in a pink floral dress in front of him for questioning.

"Little brother, when does the temple open?"

(End of this chapter)