Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 72

"Huh~ that's it? Is there anything else you want to add?"

"No."

"So the name..."

"Doctor Li."

"age."

", add another thousand and eighty months... let's discuss it, and erase the odds and get eighteen lines?"

"gender……"

"male."

Under the light of the desk lamp, in Chen Chuanwang's room, there was a table, a person, and a mouse demon.

With a pen in his hand, Chen Chuanwang wrote and drew in his notebook.

The mouse demon stood there, his small mouth as if smeared with honey, and painted his story with a strong mythological color. He outwitted the cat demon, stepped on the dog's head, Wen Ke wrote couplets with a pen, and Wu Ke's old cat excitedly punched.

"What kind of personality do you want?"

"...Hmmm, cold and handsome, the supreme martial artist."

"Don't dream."

"You have written stories for me, so you can't be invincible?"

"……cannot."

"Then I want to be a martial arts hero."

Chen Chuanwang wrote it for a long time, mainly because the mouse demon in front of him was too chatty and talkative.

The dead can be said to be alive, and this sentence can be applied to this rat demon.

"Remember."

Chen Chuanwang nodded to the rat demon, and then stuffed him with a bag of rice crackers: "This is the reward."

The mouse demon imitated the appearance of a hero on TV, and thanked Chen Chuanwang with fists: "Thank you, Brother Chen."

The Rat Demon rushed out of the open window with the rice cake in his arms, and then jumped down.

Chen Chuanwang heaved a sigh of relief, flexed his wrist, and finally finished writing.

Since college, he hasn't written like a composition for a long time, and this time the story of the rat demon is really stinky and long.

And he came very late.

Chen Chuanwang pressed the button on the side of the phone, and the glowing screen showed that the time was already three o'clock in the morning.

"I can really talk. I talked for more than three hours."

Chen Chuanwang rubbed his face, and then picked up the water glass on the table. Although the water in it was already cold, he didn't want to go down to pour hot water in the middle of the night.

Gulu Gulu took two sips, he closed the notebook, pressed it with a pen, and climbed onto the bed.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After a few minutes, he snapped his eyes open.

"Forgot, Doctor Li should take away all the mice in the house."

In rural areas, almost every household has mice. Even if you have cats or dogs, there is nothing you can do about it.

After all, it is a mouse, it can live and live, and it can't be extinct.

But Chen Chuanwang wasn't worried, Snake Zaitian would occasionally think about doing tooth-dashing sacrifices.

Close your eyes and sleep!
………………

Drop drop-!
Chen Chuanwang was woken up by the alarm clock.

He couldn't even open his eyes, so he slapped the alarm clock casually.

It's already 10:30.

"Haah~"

Chen Chuanwang climbed off the bed, squinted his eyes and walked to the balcony.

The not-so-cold spring breeze was blowing on his face, and gradually he woke up.

Put on your clothes, pick up your phone, and go downstairs.

As always, Xiao Hei was already waiting under the stairs.

The aroma of rice filled Chen Chuanwang's nose, and grandpa had already started cooking.

Chen Chuanwang flushed his face with cold tap water and woke up completely.

After a simple wash, he made himself a bowl of cereal and cushioned his stomach.

There was still a period of time for dinner, and Chen Chuanwang walked out slowly.

Today's weather is not too good, the sky is full of dark clouds, as if it is going to rain.

"Take you around."

He had already gone out, so Chen Chuanwang only took Xiao Hei with him.

One person and one dog walk freely in the village.

There are very few people in the village, and most of them are working now. Except for the elderly, almost no one moves around.

Xiao Hei ran to the front for a while, followed behind Chen Chuanwang for a while, dug into the alley for a while, and lowered his head to smell something again.

It is full of energy, but it does not like to tear down the house like the Husky.

Before they knew it, they came under a big willow tree behind the village.

This willow tree is very thick and big. Chen Chuanwang doesn't know how old it is. He only knows that this tree looked like this when he was young.

And Chen Chuanwang also knew that there was a monster living in this tree.

"Hey!"

"Fork demon, what are you doing here?!"

Just as Chen Chuanwang stopped here, a voice came from the treetops.

If an adult looked closely, he would still not be able to see anything, but Chen Chuanwang knew what the monster living here looked like, so he could easily see the blue color.

"I really don't understand why a foreign hot pepper can become a monster!"

The bug that Chen Chuanwang hates the most is foreign peppers.

Willow branches were one of children's favorite toys when they were young.

The way to play is to break off a willow branch of moderate thickness, straight without creases or scars.

Then, at a position where you can hold a hand, cut a circle, twist it, and gently pull off the remaining bark.

In this way, there is a sword.

A natural wooden sword and a green leather scabbard.

But if you want to choose a suitable willow branch, you can't avoid touching the tree, and occasionally leaves will pass by, and at this time, the peppers hidden on the branches or leaves will touch your body.

That kind of itching, that kind of hotness is irresistible, and it is even more uncomfortable to be bitten by a mosquito.

The common way to relieve itching and reduce swelling in the village is to apply toothpaste, but the effect is just that, and you have to endure it after all.

Chen Chuanwang was very courageous when he was young, he liked to climb trees like a monkey, and he liked to run around. At that time, he was often stung by foreign peppers.

The reason why Chen Chuanwang knew that there was such a monster in this tree was not because of his childhood experience, but because he came here a few days ago and was scolded by this little monster when he was just about to make a sword.

The foreign hot pepper monster raised half of its body: "Are you discriminating against me? Are you discriminating against foreign hot peppers?!"

"No."

Chen Chuanwang took a step back, afraid that the monster would suddenly jump off the leaves and land on him, which would be uncomfortable.

He said: "It has been said for so many years, it seems that there are not many foreign peppers, is it because there are more birds?"

It can be said that Chen Chuanwang has not seen foreign hot peppers for many years. On the one hand, he has rarely climbed trees since he entered junior high school, and on the other hand, the number of foreign hot peppers in the village has really decreased a lot.

"Birds? Are there more birds now than before? There are fewer sparrows, which are the easiest to survive."

The foreign pepper monster sighed: "It's because you humans use too many chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and some of the water is poisonous. Our egg laying and hatching have been greatly affected."

"That's not so much less, I can't see much now."

"No way? How many years?"

The foreign hot pepper monster looked at Chen Chuanwang below: "When you took a bath in this water with bare buttocks, it was more than ten years ago. For insects, that was too long."

(End of this chapter)