Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 142 This dead pig!
The next day, early morning.

Sun Xing opened his eyes on the bed, still feeling a little unbelievable.

The two of them actually rested outside all night, met the white dragon horse, the old pig was nagged by Chuwu, Tang Sanzang... bah, Sister Tang... before the younger sister came back, she even hugged a Chuwu in her arms, almost strangled.

"Hmmmm~"

The vague thoughts were shattered by the deafening snoring, Sun Xing sat up from the bed and glanced at the sleeping old pig on the floor.

This guy is probably sleeping on the road, and he can be so comfortable.

Sun Xing glanced at the pink room. This was the room of the boss's daughter. It was lent to the two of them. The boss's daughter slept with the boss and his wife.

The square above the head of the bed, the ticking alarm clock, the pink lamp on the table, a hand-sized figure... Sun Xing was very curious about these things, but he didn't dare to touch them.

He got off the bed, put on his Taoist robe, carefully looked at the things he was curious about, and then went to the window, blowing a completely different wind from the mountain, looking at the scenery completely different from the mountain.

"It smells bad!"

"But it smells good."

"Ah huh~~"

Sun Xing was startled by the sudden movement, he turned his head abruptly, and it turned out that the old pig snored, the four pig's hooves were kicking around, and the clean bedding was usually kicked to the ground by the old pig.

"This dead pig!"

Sun Xing gritted his teeth.

Living under someone else's roof, this kid is still so presumptuous, he really doesn't know how to restrain himself.

crunch~
Suddenly, there was movement at the door.

Sun Xing didn't know why, but instinctively looked at the bed, and got under the covers again, pretending to sleep.

"Are you still awake?"

"Mom, they haven't woken up yet."

"Let them continue to sleep before they wake up. I will call the police in the afternoon and help them find a home."

"Huh? Can't we let them stay at home for two more days?"

"That's okay! I'll let them sleep for one night. I don't know how anxious his family is."

"Oh, mom, let them stay for two more days, ah no, one day, just one more day."

"No, it's troublesome to stay one more day."

"Mother……"

"It's no use calling grandma."

"grandmother!"

"...Damn you, go wash your hands, and then roll over and have breakfast."

There was a slight knock on the door, and it was closed again.

Sun Xing opened his eyes.

It seems that they are here, and my aunt feels troubled.

"Ah heh heh..."

Zhu Jie on the floor suddenly giggled, Sun Xing's thoughts were interrupted, he sat up violently angrily, jumped out of bed, and gave it to the pig butt family.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Jie woke up startled, his eyes widened and he covered his butt: "Don't, don't touch my butt!!"

"???"

Sun Xing was at a loss, was the reaction so big?
Zhu Jie glanced at the warm environment around him, and gradually relaxed, it was not a dream, it really scared him to death, how could there be a wild boar on his ass...

Frightened, he raised his head and stood up slowly.

Then the door opened.

Sun Xing blinked, but before he could react, Zhu Jie walked out.

"Are you awake? Go wash your hands and brush your teeth, and then have breakfast. I made duck blood vermicelli soup for you."

Zhu Jie: "Huh?"

"Xiao Shu, take him to the bathroom... Wake up Sun Xing and tell them to eat together."

"understood."

Tang Shu poked her head into her room, and met Sun Xing's gaze: "You're awake, get up, brush your teeth, wash your face and have breakfast."

"oh oh."

Sun Xing and Zhu Jie didn't know what it was to brush their teeth, they didn't need to do that at all.

But when he held the toothbrush filled with toothpaste in his hand, Sun Xing knew what to do.

Brushing your teeth, as the name suggests, is brushing your teeth.

He grinned in front of the mirror, and then stirred vigorously.

Zhu Jie followed his example and brushed his own teeth.

After a while, the two who were a little more awake walked into the living room.

There are two big bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, steamed buns and sauce cakes on the table.

The proprietress smiled and said: "Look at you, Sun Xing, you are so thin and small. You must be a picky eater. You don't want to eat. How can you do this? You can't be picky eaters when you are young, or you won't grow tall, so I made it for you. A big bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, you have to finish it all, if you can't finish it, keep eating."

Before Sun Xing could speak, she turned her head to look at Zhu Jie again: "Zhu Jie, just looking at you little fat man, I knew you could eat, you could eat, and I knew you had a big appetite, so I couldn't help being hungry, so I'll give you more Serve some, be sure to finish it, if you are still not full, there are sauce pancakes, steamed stuffed buns... Oh, Xiaoshu said you can’t eat it, you can just eat jam pancakes.”

Although the proprietress thought the two children were troublesome, she was still very enthusiastic.

The full duck blood vermicelli soup whetted the appetites of Sun Xing and Zhu Jie.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke." The proprietress looked at Zhu Jie's mouth sucking fans, and said, "I originally wanted to make beef soup for you, but today's beef doesn't feel very good."

In fact, the price of beef has increased recently, and the proprietress was reluctant to spend money on beef at this time, so she changed to duck blood vermicelli soup.

The soup is very fresh.

You can't eat such delicious food in the mountains. Most of the monkey monsters and pig monsters raised by Huai Daochang let them rely on themselves in the mountains and forests, and occasionally feed some good things, mostly melons and fruits.

The taste is good, but nowhere near as good as this soup.

After Sun Xing ate a bowl of soup, he felt warm and comfortable all over his body.

Zhu Jie is worthy of being a pig demon, he really has a big appetite, he ate the sauce cake and soup, and he finished it all.

If it weren't for the fact that the buns were filled with meat, he might still have to eat them.

The proprietress turned on the TV, let the three children play by themselves, and then began to clear the table.

Tang Shu found the Journey to the West cartoon, which she rarely watched, but yesterday she became interested and wanted to watch it with Sun Xing and Zhu Jie.

Tang Shu knew that Sun Xing and Sun Xing were going to leave in the afternoon, so she pretended to be casual and asked, "When are you going back? Call Monk Sha over, and the four of us, master and apprentice, will watch together."

Zhu Jie patted his stomach: "I don't want to go back, the vermicelli soup is really delicious, and the sauce cake is also delicious..."

Sun Xing glanced at Zhu Jie: "Yes, pork buns are also delicious."

Zhu Jie was startled and looked at Sun Xing: "Monkey, let's go back to the mountain."

"...Let's go back in the afternoon."

Sun Xing agreed.

After just one day's experience, he understood that given their current state, they would not be able to survive in the human world, and the old pig might be exposed at any time.

But after going up the mountain, it is difficult to come down.

Boil the old Taoist to death and go down the mountain?

I'm afraid they are all dead, and the tree will not die either.

"I'll be back in the afternoon."

Tang Shu was a little happy, but also a little disappointed.

Sun Xing comforted: "Our house is not far from here, on Mount Scale, if you want to see us, just come to us."

Zhu Jie was stunned for a while, this is not right.

But under the persecution of Sun Xing's eyes, he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, we are on Mount Scale, come to Mount Scale, and I will show you the little wild boar."

"Wild boar?!"

Tang Shu's eyes widened: "Are there any wild boars on Mount Scale?"

"Yes, of course, there are also wild monkeys, white stripes, old trees, small flowers, small grass..."

Sun Xing looked at Zhu Jie speechlessly.

It's the same as if the dead pig said nothing.

(End of this chapter)