emotional disorder

The injuries suffered by Baihu Tuanzi were not serious. One person and one fox had recovered before they reached Guanyun Town.

After removing the bandage, Baihu Tuanzi hugged Mingkong's neck with his fur paws and said, "Am I cuter?"

Mingkong said affirmatively: "Yes, you are cuter."

The White Fox Tuanzi let go of Ming Kong's neck, and happily rolled in Ming Kong's arms.

Mingkong laughed, left the inn, bought pork and shrimp flavored pies for the white fox dumpling to eat, and then went to the yamen.

His father was a first-rank official in the imperial court, and his mother was the daughter of a salt merchant, and her family was not bad.

But he has lived too long, his parents have passed away for nearly a thousand years, and the property left by his parents has already been squandered by him.

Now, he has to find his own way to earn money, so he plans to go to the Yamen to find some work.

In the yamen, the county magistrate is trying a case in which a woman is accused of killing her husband's concubine.

The woman's hair was disheveled and her clothes were unclean. She must have been imprisoned for many days.

She cried to the county magistrate: "It's true that the women never killed Aunt Zeng."

Because all the clues point to this woman, the magistrate said: "How do you explain that the golden scissors that stabbed Aunt Zeng to death are in your room?"

The woman said anxiously: "Someone must be trying to frame the women!"

The county magistrate asked again: "Then how do you explain that Aunt Zeng identified you as the murderer when she was dying?"

"The woman doesn't know why she said that, maybe she just misunderstood?" The woman kowtowed to the county magistrate suddenly, "I hope that Lord Qingtian will see clearly and return the woman's innocence."

The magistrate of the county ordered the yamen servant to bring the woman's personal maid, who knelt down in the hall and said: "Madam Zeng said that the master treated Aunt Zeng's teaching much better than her, and I was jealous."

The woman heard the words and said sharply: "Why are you talking nonsense, girl?"

The county magistrate also ordered the yamen servant to bring the woman's husband to the hall. He was in his early thirties and had a bookish air.

The magistrate asked: "Young Master Wu, do you think it was your first wife who killed your concubine?"

Mr. Wu is a scholar, he doesn't need to kneel down, he stands under the hall, and said: "I don't know."

The county magistrate asked again: "What was the relationship between the concubine's room and the original wife?"

Mr. Wu replied: "The relationship is acceptable, but jealousy is unavoidable."

There are all the witnesses and material evidence, but the magistrate of the county was afraid of making a mistake, so he slapped the gavel and said, "Try another day."

The Yamen servants put the woman, Mrs. Wu, into prison, and the audience gradually dispersed.

Mingkong glanced at Mr. Wu, then went to the county magistrate, and said: "Dare to ask my lord, what strange things happen in the county?"

The magistrate of the county has already seen the monk standing behind the audience. He has always believed in Buddhism, and politely invited the monk into the inner room. Then he said: "There are indeed strange things in this county. In the past five days, five people have aged for no reason overnight. gone."

"Five people?" Ming Kong fiddled with the Buddha beads and said, "Please tell the poor monk carefully, my lord."

The county magistrate suddenly smelled the aroma of pork and shrimp pie on the monk's body, and was wondering if the monk was a swindler, when he saw a big snow-white fluffy tail coming out of the monk's old clothes.

He was taken aback, and thought: Is this monk a monster?

Seeing this, Mingkong took out the white fox dumpling hidden in his clothes.

The white fox dumpling was happily eating the pork and shrimp pie, when Ming Kong caught him off guard and yelled in dissatisfaction before continuing to eat the pork and shrimp pie.

Mingkong avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "This white fox was picked up by a poor monk, it is very greedy."

Seeing other people around, Baihu Tuanzi didn't make a sound, only slandered: I'm not greedy, you are.

The county magistrate carefully looked at the white fox dumpling, touched the soft fur of the white fox dumpling, and made sure that it was really a white fox, so he ordered people to serve tea.

Baihu Tuanzi didn't like being touched by strangers, so he immediately grinned at the magistrate.

Mingkong hugged the white fox dumpling in his arms reassuringly, before he said: "My lord, don't be offended."

"It doesn't matter." The county magistrate said solemnly, "The oldest of the five people is no more than 23, and the youngest is no more than [-]. There are three men and two women, and those five people have never met each other and have no connection at all."

"The unreasonable aging in one night is probably due to being sucked too much energy by some monster." Ming Kong took a sip of Biluochun and asked, "If the poor monk solves this case, can my lord give the poor monk some money?"

The monk turned out to be talking to him specifically to make money. The county magistrate saw that the monk was kind-hearted, and he thought he would not open his mouth like a lion, so he asked, "May I ask how much money the master needs?"

Ming Kong replied, "One or two is enough."

The county magistrate said without hesitation: "Yes, if master can guarantee that no one will be harmed and bring the murderer to justice, I will give master ten taels of silver as money."

"The poor monk thanked you sir first." Ming Kong asked the five people's names, appearances, identities, and residences before leaving the county magistrate.

It was freezing cold, and even though Baihu Tuanzi was covered with thick fur, he still felt cold. After eating all the pork and shrimp pie, he shrank into Mingkong's arms.

After a while, passing by a clothes store, he said in a muffled voice, "Mingkong, should you buy some winter clothes?"

Ming Kong's cultivation base is profound, and he is not afraid of the cold, as long as his clothes can cover his body.

Therefore, he shook his head and said, "No need."

"Did you not buy more winter clothes because you were short of money?" The white fox tuanzi had a flash of inspiration, and immediately got out of Mingkong's arms, climbed onto Mingkong's neck, and circled around him.

Ming Kong's heart warmed up, and he said truthfully: "The poor monk is not afraid of the cold, not because money is tight."

Baihu Tuanzi said after realizing, "Your body is indeed very warm."

Mingkong noticed that the white fox dumpling was shivering from the cold, and said softly, "Come down."

"En." The white fox dumpling climbed off Mingkong's neck and returned to Mingkong's arms.

There were five victims in total, and Ming Kong first carried the white fox dumpling to Liu's house, which was the closest to the county government.

The Liu family looked impoverished, but when he knocked lightly, the door was crumbling.

When I was young, someone came to open the door, and the person who opened the door was an old man.

The old man was already an octogenarian, Mingkong wasn't sure whether the victim was the old man, and asked, "Where is Liu Gongzi, Liu benefactor?"

The old man said vigilantly, "What is your purpose in looking for him?"

Mingkong replied: "The poor monk came here to investigate the case under the order of the magistrate of the county."

The old man observed Ming Kong: "Really?"

"Really." Ming Kong said with compassionate eyes, "If the old man doesn't believe it, go to the county government and ask."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally invited Ming Kong in.

Ming Kong stood in front of a bare vegetable bed, not long after, he saw the old man coming over with a person supported by him from a distance.

The man staggered, judging from his appearance, he was several years older than the old man.

The old man helped his grandson to sit in front of Ming Kong, and invited Ming Kong to sit in the small hall.

Ming Kong stared at Young Master Liu and asked: "Benefactor Liu, you were the victim last night, can you tell the poor monk what happened last night?"

Mr. Liu's upper eyelids were wrinkled and drooping, and his whole face was so old that he didn't look like it. He struggled to say: "Last night, when I was reading by the lamp, I heard the watchman knocking on the third watch, and then I fell asleep. After waking up, it turned into this appearance."

It was difficult to distinguish Mr. Liu's voice, but it was not difficult for Yu Mingkong.

He asked again: "Do you know that besides you, there are four other people who are just like you?"

"Of course I know." Mr. Liu sighed, "But I didn't know that I would also encounter misfortune. When my wife saw that I had become like this, she bluntly said that she wanted to make peace with me. She went back to her mother's house this morning."

Ming Kongfa asked: "Do you know who hurt your heart?"

"I don't know who is hurting my heart." Mr. Liu was thirsty after all these words, and went to pour the tea on the table to drink, but he choked before taking a sip of tea.

The old man patted Mr. Liu on the back, and when Mr. Liu regained his breath, he reprimanded him, "You drank too fast."

Mr. Liu hasn't adapted to this body yet, he didn't do it on purpose, but drank tea at his usual speed.

"Grandfather, grandson knows his mistake." He sincerely admitted his mistake to the old man, and said, "Master, I heard from my grandfather that you were invited by the magistrate to investigate the case, and the case depends on the master."

Ming Kong asked bluntly: "Have you had any romantic encounters recently? Or have you had any sexual dreams?"

Mr. Liu has a thin face, when asked by Mingkong, his wrinkled face turned red: "I never ask Liu for flowers, besides, I'm already married..."

Speaking of his wife who abandoned him, he paused, and then continued: "I have never had any sexual dreams, but I was invited by a friend to go to Xiexiang Pavilion yesterday."

He emphasized again: "I didn't order a girl to accompany me."

"If Master Liu thinks of something, he must tell the poor monk, and the poor monk will come again tomorrow." Mingkong didn't know if Mr. Liu was trustworthy, so he left Liu's house and went to Xiexiang Pavilion.

It is strange that he, a monk, is holding a white fox in his arms, stepping into the field of fireworks during the daytime.

Therefore, as soon as the young boy from Xiexiang Pavilion opened the door and saw him, he winked and said: "Master, why don't you come back at night, as long as you can afford the money, the girls will serve you to death , throw your Buddha Lord out of the sky."

Ming Kong clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is here to investigate cases, not to have fun."

When Mingkong was young, he was sent to the Wuxiang Temple by his parents, and he was ordained to become a monk, and he had never been close to women.

500 years ago, he thought of adopting Luo Meiren and raising them in the backyard for his entertainment.

But he has never done this before, he has lived for thousands of years, and he has never even touched a woman's hand.

After that person died, he forced himself to immerse himself in Buddhist scriptures. To him now, there is no difference between a beautiful woman and a dead bone.

"Investigate?" The narrow smile on the boy's face faded, "What did we do in Xiexiang Pavilion?"

Ming Kong passed the young man and entered the Xiexiang Pavilion, and said to the young man, "Benefactor Liu and his friends drank here together last night, and you should invite the girl who was with you at that time."

Seeing that the boy refused, Mingkong added: "The poor monk is investigating the case in the name of the county magistrate, and I hope the benefactor will cooperate."

The young man went to the dark place, invited a servant girl to go to the county government office to confirm, and informed the mother of Xiexiang Pavilion about it, and then brought a good Yuqian Longjing.

Ming Kong could roughly guess what the boy was thinking and doing, he didn't rush, and he didn't drink the Dragon Well before the rain.

Not long after, the servant girl came back, and the servant told the nanny before he went to invite the accompanying girl.

The two girls hadn't woken up yet, and they came to Ming Kong with sleepy eyes.

Ming Kong could tell at a glance that these two girls were mortals with naked eyes, unable to absorb food/energy, and asked, "Is there anything unusual about Donor Liu last night?"

One of the red-clothed girls replied: "Then Mr. Liu pretends to be noble, and he obviously came to Xiexiang Pavilion, but he didn't allow us to get close, other than that, there is no difference."

Another girl said: "Mr. Liu loves his wife very much, we can't compare."

Ming Kong had nothing to ask, so he left without stopping.

The smell of makeup and powder floating in the fireworks was extremely pungent. He endured it and walked out of the Xiangxiang Pavilion, coughed a few times, and asked the White Fox Tuanzi: "Do you smell evil spirits?"

Baihu Tuanzi's mother also likes to put on makeup, he was in a daze for a while, and said after a while: "I don't smell any evil spirits."

Mingkong carried the white fox dumpling to meet the second victim, who was a blacksmith and the oldest among them.

He is just like the talented Mr. Liu, he has never had any enemies, nor has he ever had an affair or had a sexual dream.

The same goes for the third victim, the fourth victim, and the fifth victim.

Right now, Ming Kong has no clue, so he walks in this Yun county.

Walking to one place, he smelled incense from a distance, so he went to find out.

When he arrived at the door of that family's house, he saw the personal servant girl he had seen in the court before, so he knew that she was doing something for Aunt Zeng inside.

According to what he saw in the courtroom, the evidence of the murder was clearly conclusive. For some reason, Mrs. Wu refused to plead guilty.

Is there something hidden in the end, or is it because Mrs. Wu is afraid of paying her life that she can delay it for a while?

Just as he was thinking, he heard the white fox tuanzi in his arms say: "There seems to be a monster in it."

He concentrated his breath, sniffed it carefully, and it was indeed as Baihu Tuanzi said, there was a faint ghost in it.

Could it be that the murderer was not Mrs. Wu, but a monster?

He entered the Wu's house without asking if he could enter.

The Wu family thought that he was a monk who had come to practice ceremonies, so they didn't care.

When he arrived in front of the corpse, he wanted to check it out, but was stopped: "What are you going to do?"

The person who stopped him was the personal servant girl, he ignored it, probed the wound in Aunt Zeng's heart, and asserted: "The murderer is not Mrs. Wu."

Everyone was in an uproar, the maid went to invite Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu wondered: "Why do you think that the murderer is not Clumsy Jing?"

"This heart wound is not a fatal wound. Even if Madam Wu really stabbed the golden scissors into Aunt Zeng's body, she can't kill Aunt Zeng's life. Aunt Zeng was poisoned to death." Ming Kong said, and rushed to the county. The Yamen reported the matter to the county magistrate.

The magistrate of the county was taken aback, doubtful, and was about to order Wuzuo to conduct another autopsy, but Ming Kong said: "An autopsy is useless. It was a monster who poisoned Aunt Zeng, and the poison used was also a monster's poison, which cannot be examined by mortals."

Feeling helpless, the magistrate said: "If the master can find out the case, I will give the master another ten taels of silver."

I don't know if this murder case is related to the other five cases?

Mingkong didn't have a clue, he came out of the county government office and continued walking.

The white fox tuanzi was still young, drowsy, wrapped himself in two fur tails, and fell asleep.

This Yun county is not big, and Ming Kong went through it once, and found nothing new, but the business of one of the medical clinics was surprisingly good.

He returned to the inn, put the white fox dumpling on the bed, and went to chant sutras by himself.

All six cases occurred in the middle of the night, so he planned to stay late at night before leaving the inn.

In midwinter, it was getting dark early, and he was chanting sutras in the dark, surrounded by the sound of sutras he was chanting.

He has spent more than five hundred years and has not yet penetrated the Buddhist scriptures. If he wants to spend his whole life, he may not be able to understand it.

However, he has no obsession with it, and it doesn't matter if he can penetrate it or not.

He thought of that man in the sound of the scriptures. One day, he was forced by his master to chant scriptures, resisting the urge to beat the master violently, and barely tore up the Buddhist scriptures to vent his anger.

The Buddhist scriptures were all over the sky, and one piece fell on the toes of the man. The man picked up the Buddhist scriptures and brought them to him, saying: "It's fine if you don't like to recite the scriptures. Why do you want to tear up the Buddhist scriptures?"

He clicked his tongue and pointed at the Buddha statue: "Do you believe that I smashed the Buddha statue?"

Before the man could make a sound, he came to the Buddha statue and kicked it hard, and the Buddha statue fell to the ground immediately.

The Buddha statue still looks sympathetic to the world, which makes him feel bored.

Without hesitation, he crushed the head of the Buddha statue.

He hates Buddha statues, Buddhist scriptures, the master who talks about it every day, the brothers who avoid him, the parents who sent him to become a monk, and the person in front of him.

He deserves to be a demon king in the world, and should not be trapped in this square inch.

Unexpectedly, the man just came up to him, patted his head and said, "Can you take me out to play?"

He looked at the brothers who were scattered like birds and beasts, and then at the disappointed master, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The man said with a smile, "Why should I be afraid of you? Are you a cannibal?"

He inspected the thin body of the person in front of him, and said viciously: "Have I ever told you that I don't eat people? I like to eat people the most. I cut my throat and let the blood out. I put the blood in a bowl made of a skull, and then put Peeling the skin, frying, frying, boiling, deep-frying, or stewing according to the body parts, the taste is very unforgettable, and I miss it a little.”

The man was already aware of his bluff, and said calmly, "I know you don't know how to eat people."

"I have eaten thousands of people." He raised his finger and pointed at the throat of that person, threatening, "Just one stroke, I can slit your throat, and you will bleed , for my food."

The man said with a smile: "Take me out to play first, and eat me after I have had enough fun."

"Okay." He is not a stingy person, he just goes to play when he wants to.

There was nothing to do in Wuxiang Temple, and it was mid-winter, so the two of them stepped onto a small river covered with a thick layer of ice, smashed a hole with stones, and sat on the ice to fish.

The man held his cheeks in his hands, looked at him, and said, "Aren't you a monk? You shouldn't be eating meat."

He said angrily: "I didn't want to be a monk myself, nor my parents..."

As soon as he mentioned his parents, he gritted his teeth angrily: "They must not want me, so they sent me to Wuxiang Temple."

The man patted his head again and said: "Why don't you think about the good, when you were sent to Wuxiang Chanyuan, you were just an ignorant child, if they don't want you, just throw you in a place where there are few people." Why, why send you all the way to Wuxiang Temple?"

He took it for granted: "I am their own flesh and blood, and they must be afraid of being condemned by their conscience."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the man stopped persuading him, but said sincerely: "Mingkong, I will accompany you."

Ming Kong suddenly put down the scriptures, and said silently: You are a liar.

He remembered that they tossed and tossed for three or four hours, but they didn't catch a single fish.

If that person knew that he hadn't eaten a mouthful of fish in the past five hundred years, what expression would that person have?

He was very curious, but could not see it.

He put away his thoughts and looked out of the window, it was already dark outside the window.

Because he forgot to close the window hinges, the night wind kept pouring into the room.

In order not to freeze the white fox dumpling, he got up and closed the window hinges, and then lit the candle on the table.

The candlelight dispelled the darkness immediately, illuminating the sleeping white fox group clearly.

He actually saw that the white fox dumpling had grown another tail, which was fluffy, just like the other two tails.

The white fox dumpling has grown three tails before it is one year old, and when it grows up, it should have good strength.

If he can't avenge him, can he avenge himself?

He breathed a sigh of relief, and went to chant again.

Apart from chanting sutras, he didn't know what else to do now.

The white fox group suddenly felt itchy and uncomfortable on the tailbone, and stretched out his hand in a daze, accidentally touched the third tail, jumped off the bed happily, and then rushed to Mingkong: "Mingkong, Mingkong! Kong, I have grown a third tail."

Ming Kong was puzzled, the White Fox Tuanzi had never been so happy when he grew a second tail.

The white fox tuanzi hugged his three big tails, and suddenly became sad again: "My mother and father promised me that when I grow a third tail, I will give birth to a younger brother or sister."

Ming Kong is the eldest son in the family. After he was sent away, his parents had another son and a daughter. He only met his younger siblings when his parents passed away. He had forgotten their appearances.

He didn't know the benefits of having younger siblings, so he asked, "Why do you want younger siblings?"

"I want my younger siblings to play with me." White Fox Tuanzi sniffed, "And I'm furry and cute. My younger siblings must be as cute as me."

As expected, Baihu Tuanzi is still young, Mingkong said maliciously: "If you have younger siblings, and if your younger siblings are cuter than you, what should you do?"

Baihu Tuanzi's cheeks were puffed up: "They will not be cuter than me."

Ming Kong smiled and said: "If they are cuter than you, then you won't play with them?"

"No, I'm not a stingy white fox." Baihu Tuanzi coquettishly hugged Ming Kong, "Quickly tell me, I'm cuter than them."

Mingkong no longer bullies Baihu Tuanzi: "You are cuter than them."

Baihu Tuanzi was satisfied, but soon realized that the so-called younger brothers and sisters did not exist.

He hugged Ming Kong a little tighter, his eyes moist: "Yes, I am cuter than them..."

Mingkong rubbed the hairy head of the white fox dumpling: "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything." The white fox dumpling kept burrowing into Mingkong's arms, and even opened Mingkong's skirt, and got in.

The fluffy feel is very good, Mingkong continued to chant sutras, and let the white fox go.

After a long time, Mingkong finally said: "The poor monk has to go out to watch the night, so as not to show any more victims. Do you want to go with the poor monk, or stay in this room?"

The White Fox Tuanzi raised his voice and said, "I want to go with you."

The white fox group was obviously still in his lapel, but it seemed that he was about to abandon him, and he was very disturbed.

He had never felt such dependence.

Mingkong put away the spread Buddhist scriptures Haosheng, and then left the inn.

There are no diners in the lobby of the inn, only a shopkeeper dozing off behind the counter.

He went out of the inn and into the night.

The night is thick, there are no stars and moons, and everything is silent.

He could only hear his slight footsteps, and the breathing of himself and the white fox group.

He inspected the entire Yun County, and there were no ghosts or ghosts.

Maybe he was noticed by the murderer?

But he hid his cultivation so well that he looked no different from an ordinary monk.

He ran into the watchman by chance and asked aloud, "Except for the poor monk, have you seen anyone else?"

The watchman was taken aback by him, and after seeing him clearly in the dim light of the lantern, he replied, "Except Master, I haven't seen anyone else."

He asked again: "Is there anything weird about it?"

The watchman replied: "It's not strange."

He thought about it and asked, "Is there anything weird in recent days?"

The watchman shook his head and said, "It's not weird."

The murderer was not an ordinary person, so he would not show his flaws in front of ordinary people, so Mingkong asked this just in case.

Seeing that the watchman was middle-aged, he should not be the target of the murderer, so he let the watchman leave.

He kept patrolling until dawn, and then went back to the inn.

After eating breakfast, he went to the county government office, but no one reported the crime today.

It's very strange, the previous five victims were killed in five consecutive nights, why didn't the murderer do it last night?

Could it be that he has really been noticed by the murderer?

He simply performed a play with the county magistrate, said goodbye and left.

After ten miles out of Yun County, he stopped.

He turned himself into a young man, and turned Baihu Tuanzi into a young man.

Baihu Tuanzi was in human form for the first time, so excited, he kept touching his greasy face.

But the white fox tuanzi passed by a river and used the ice to reflect his appearance, but became angry.

He hugged Mingkong's arm, swayed and said, "Mingkong, why don't you make me more beautiful?"

Mingkong said helplessly: "If you are too beautiful, wouldn't you be eye-catching for nothing?"

"When I transform into a human form, my appearance will definitely be far better than this skin." Baihu Tuanzi didn't get angry for long, and returned to Yun County with Mingkong.

When passing a restaurant, Baihu Tuanzi couldn't walk anymore, and said softly, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

"Okay, let's go have lunch first." Ming Kong had no choice but to agree.

Baihu Tuanzi sat down at the dining table, licked his lips and said, "I want squirrel mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, and stewed beef."

Although Ming Kong changed his appearance, he didn't intend to break the precept: "You ordered so much, can you eat it?"

"If you can eat it, you can eat it naturally." White Fox Tuanzi snorted, "Are you trying to make me hungry?"

Ming Kong disagreed with Baihu Tuanzi and ordered rice cakes with cabbage soup.

The dishes were served soon, and the White Fox Duanzi ate it heartily, while asking: "Mingkong, do you really not want to eat?"

Ming Kong said in a low voice: "The poor monk is a monk, so he can't eat meat or meat."

White Fox Tuanzi tilted his head and said, "Won't you be greedy when you watch me eat?"

Ming Kong said frankly: "No, the poor monk has no interest in eating at all."

Baihu Tuanzi asked in confusion, "Why do you have no interest in eating?"

Mingkong said patiently: "No interest means no interest at all, just like you have no interest in vegetables."

White Fox Tuanzi gnawed on the sweet and sour pork ribs, and said vaguely, "Why do you want to become a monk?"

Ming Kong ate rice cakes with cabbage soup and said: "The poor monk didn't want to become a monk himself, but was sent to become a monk by his parents."

Baihu Tuanzi said innocently and innocently: "Your parents are so bad, they even sent you to become a monk, so you can't eat delicious food."

Ming Kong has already understood the good intentions of his parents: "They are not bad, they sent the poor monk to become a monk for the sake of the poor monk."

"Shouldn't you be allowed to eat more delicious food for your sake?" Baihu Tuanzi recalled, "My mother and my father both left the best food to me, because I am their child, they are very happy Love me."

The white fox dumpling was too small, Ming Kong knew that he couldn't make the white fox dumpling understand, but still said: "Because for the poor monk, the most important thing is not to eat more delicious food."

For the poor monk, the most important thing is to be a kind person, not to harm the common people.

White Fox Tuanzi asked: "Then what is the most important thing for you?"

"The poor monk's most important thing right now is to avenge you." Ming Kong urged, "Hurry up and eat, your squirrel mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, and stewed beef will be bad when they are cold."

Baihu Tuanzi was very moved, and said again: "I am still young, I don't quite understand what you said, when I grow up, you can tell me again."

Mingkong thought that Baihu Tuanzi would not speak anymore, but Baihu Tuanzi said: "Lagou, it's a deal."

Mingkong and the white fox dumpling hooked up, and the white fox dumpling went to eat squirrel mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs and stewed beef.

Seeing the white fox dumpling eating happily, Ming Kong couldn't help thinking of himself back then, who was also very addicted to eating.

Although these three dishes are not his favorite, he has eaten them many times.

Before he became a monk, his mother would personally cook for him. He had a bad temper, throwing it away while eating, and even spat it out in front of his mother on purpose. Even if it was something he liked, he would dislike it. Authentic: "It's unpalatable."

At that time, what he liked most was to make his parents worry about him, and to watch his parents quarrel for him. He thought that his parents would spoil him without a bottom line.