I'm Dressed as a Non-Human Again [Quick Wear]

89: Buddha's Little Green Snake (2)

one person and one demon, are very close.

As he breathed, Jiang Tang could almost smell the faint scent coming from Guwan's body, which was the elegant fragrance of bamboo, with a touch of sandalwood.

It smells very good, very consistent with the smell of Guliu.

After being stopped by Guwan, Jiang Tang stopped moving forward and moved his head back. However, a few drops of icy water fell down the tips of his hair, and a few drops happened to fall on the back of Guwan's hand.

The cold white hand with clear joints did not move at all, not even trembling at all, as if it was not aware of the few drops of cold water.

"As expected, he is a monk. It's really boring." Jiang Tang sneered lightly and said, "But this can stop me, little monk, do you really can't see anything?" "Just because a poor monk's eyes can't see, doesn't mean he's poor

. The monk's other senses are also disabled." The color of the monk's face did not change, and the pale lips opened and closed slightly, "Donor, please don't use these things to make the poor monk happy." The green snake's tail swayed on the ground, and Jiang Tang circled the monk

. It turned around in a circle and trapped the person in the middle of the snake's tail.

"I have been trapped in the cave for so many years. I have seen many people passing by, but no one has ever discovered this place." Jiang Tang said, "Little monk, you are the first to discover this place and come in. You are somewhat qualified." The ability is there, right?" Gu Wang

said softly: "It's not really about the ability, I just happen to be able to break the seal here." "

What a coincidence, you look like this and you must have found it intentionally." Jiang Tang said with a smile, "Say Well, you and I have never met each other. Why did the young monk spend so much effort to find this place covered by the seal?" His tone was brisk, but the

tip of the snake's tail trembled rapidly a few times, showing that he was actually not calm. heart.

Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Tang asked again: "Did someone ask you to look for me? Who is he?" "The donor misunderstood. No one

asked the poor monk to find the donor. It was the poor monk who came spontaneously." " So he said, "To be honest, the poor monk happened to ask the benefactor for something." The

young snake demon's eyebrows were visibly depressed, but they were soon covered by a sultry look.

"Little monk, you don't seem to be begging for help." Jiang Tang said with a chuckle, "You are breaking into other people's homes without saying hello, and you are peeping on others and committing suicide. It doesn't seem like you are asking for help from others, but more like Is it--"

The snake demon's voice paused slightly, and then lowered it slightly, with an ambiguous tone: "Little monk, have you ever heard of flower-picking thieves in the human world? Tell me, your behavior is like this. Not like that flower-picking thief?"

He was silent for a few seconds and sighed softly: "I apologize for my previous recklessness, but the donor, I really have something to ask for."

He paused and added , "It's business."

"Are you really asking for something serious?" Jiang Tang's eyes turned slightly, as if she believed what he said, "For the sake of you being so good-looking, little monk, I will believe you just once. , but..."

He leaned a little closer and asked with a smile: "No matter what you ask for, let me tell you first, what can you give me in return?" The snake demon grasped the sense of proportion very well this time

. , the distance between the two was about two slaps, so Guwu did not reach out to stop him.

"The benefactor has been trapped here for nearly a hundred years. He must have exhausted all means, but he still cannot leave from here." He replied, "If the benefactor agrees to the poor monk's request, the poor monk can break the seal here for the benefactor. Take the benefactor out of the place where he is trapped."

Jiang Tang's expression was slightly startled, and a faint joy flashed across his pair of light-colored snake eyes: "Can you take what the young monk said seriously?"

"Monks don't lie." He said calmly.

Jiang Tang chuckled and said, "Then tell me, what do you want from me?"

"To be honest, this poor monk has a strange poison in his body, and among the medicinal materials needed for the antidote, he needs to practice for hundreds of years and transform into The blood on the tongue of a snake demon in human form." So he said in vain, "The donor agreed with all the requirements, and the poor monk followed the guidance and found it here." A hundred years is fleeting for demon cultivators, unless they are extremely talented,

or Unless there is a chance encounter, otherwise it would be difficult for any demon cultivator to be able to cultivate into a human form in just a hundred years.

Jiang Tang is less than two hundred years old since he was born. He can barely be considered a hundred years old, but he still agrees with Gu Wang's request.

"Blood on the tip of the tongue?" The snake demon stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his red lips, "Just a drop of blood on the tip of the tongue? Is it that simple?" So he nodded: "That's right." Jiang Tang chuckled softly

,

His waist twisted slightly and he moved closer to the Buddhist cultivator in front of him.

"It's just blood on the tip of the tongue. If you want it, little monk, you can come and get it at any time." The snake demon's red lips were slightly opened, and a sliver of the tip of the tongue poked out from between the porcelain white teeth. "Any method is fine." His tone was ambiguous and shallow

. The colored snake eyes stared pointedly at Fo Xiu's pale lips, as if he was hinting at something.

The white-clothed Buddhist cultivator still had an expression on his face: "As long as the donor agrees, the poor monk naturally has a way to take blood from the tip of the tongue, so I won't bother the donor." Sensing his refusal, Jiang Tang curled his lips and retreated again,

whispering He muttered: "You Buddhist cultivators are really boring."

Guwang said calmly: "I disappoint the donor."

Jiang Tang snorted, and suddenly thought of something: "But how can I be sure that you won't finish taking my money?" Why do you regret it after the tip of your tongue bleeds? Little monk, how can you guarantee that you will definitely take me out of here?" "The

poor monk cannot regret it." So he said casually, "Because the donor needs to take a drop of blood from the tip of his tongue every few days. Only take it once. If the poor monk regrets it, he can only get one drop, which is far from enough to detoxify."

"Take one drop every few days?" Jiang Tang's face changed slightly, "Wouldn't it mean that after we get out, as long as you need it, I will Do I need to leave immediately to find you?"

Guwu did not respond to his question, but asked: "Donor, you have lost the demon elixir in your body and have been trapped here for nearly a hundred years, but there are enemies outside, and the enemy's cultivation level Much stronger than you?"

"How can I have any enemies?" The snake demon's voice stopped abruptly. After a moment, he changed the subject and said angrily, "Even if I have enemies, how can I have any enemies with you, a little monk? What does it have to do with it?"

So he said falsely: "If the enemy comes, the poor monk can keep the benefactor safe."

Jiang Tang narrowed his eyes slightly, his light eyes fell on the white-clothed Buddhist cultivator, looked him up and down for a moment and said, "Just By you? Little monk, you are still poisoned at a young age, and your tone is quite serious. Do you know what kind of cultivation the person who imprisoned me here has? How dare he open such a seaport." "What kind of cultivation is he

? I don't know why the poor monk is, but the poor monk knows that the seal he set cannot stop the poor monk, that's all." So Wang said calmly.

The snake demon choked, and seemed to think that his lies were justified, so he said: "Then I will believe you again. But just to be on the safe side, I won't take the first drop of blood from the tip of my tongue until you take me out of here. You What do you think?"

So he said, "I have no objections, the poor monk, and everything will be arranged by the benefactor."

Jiang Tang then narrowed his eyes and said in a brisk tone, "In that case, why don't we meet honestly? My name is Jiang Tang, what about you? "

"The poor monk Tianchan sect Guwu." Guwu said in a calm tone, "The name of the Dharma is Wu Nian." As

soon as these words came out, the face of the green snake demon in front of the Buddha suddenly changed: "Wu Nian? The Wuxin Buddha disciple of Tianchan sect? "

So Wang's voice paused slightly, but his face remained unchanged and he said: "It's just the poor monk."

"This is impossible!" Jiang Tang categorically objected, "The Buddhist disciples of Tianchan Sect regard monsters as evil creatures, and their hands are stained with the blood of countless monsters. If you were really that Wuxin Buddhist disciple, you would have Why kill me, why go around for so long, just for a drop or two of blood on the tip of your tongue?"

The white-clothed Buddhist cultivator's eyebrows moved slightly.

Seeing monsters as evil creatures, staining their hands with the blood of countless monsters...

Where did this rumor come from?

However, the snake demon did not notice the slight change in Buddha's expression, and kept beeping: "Little monk, you are quite courageous. You dare to pretend to be Wuxin Buddha. You really think he can't find it. "Is that so? I've heard that Wuxin Buddha is so vicious that he can even kill his own family members without blinking an eye..."

He raised his arm and quickly wiped his neck with his palm.

Hearing Jiang Tang's remarks, Gu Wang not only didn't feel angry, but actually wanted to laugh. His light-colored lips raised a small arc, so small that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

He didn't intend to explain more, just said: "Whether the donor believes it or not, as long as the donor believes that the poor monk can take you out of this place." The snake demon's light-colored pupils turned slightly, as if he was secretly planning something

. .

After a moment, he chuckled and said, "The little monk is right. As long as you can take me away from here, it doesn't matter whether you are pretending to be a Buddhist or a demon king." "That's very good.

" He said softly, "In order not to attract attention, please turn the donor into a reduced form so that I can safely take the donor out of the secret realm." The

cave where Jiang Tang was trapped was located in a secret realm.

During this time every year, each major sect selects disciples to enter the secret realm. The noisy voices Jiang Tang heard before were the movements of these disciples from different sects.

Jiang Tang had no objection to Guwang's request.

The half-human, half-snake snake demon glanced at the white-clothed Buddha cultivator with a half-smile, then quickly transformed into a snake shape.

Jiang Tang's prototype is a bamboo-leaf green snake. Its body is many times larger than the normal bamboo-leaf green snake. Its whole body is green and gorgeous, and its pair of light yellow vertical pupils are quite beautiful, like two citrines embedded in the snake's body.

The original size was too big and too eye-catching. The huge green snake swung the tip of its tail and seemed to rub against the white shirt hanging vertically around the ankles of Buddha. It immediately shrank in size and became only as long as a human forearm and as thick as a thumb. Mini green snake.

The little green snake fell from mid-air and landed on the shoulder of the white-clothed Buddhist cultivator. The mini snake's eyes narrowed slightly. Before the Buddhist cultivator could react, its whole body wrapped around the Buddha's neck, and the snake's head quickly penetrated. Its neckline has a tendency to continue to penetrate deeper.

The next second, before the little green snake's plot could succeed, Gu Wu raised his arm, accurately pinched the tip of the little green snake's tail with his index finger and thumb, and pushed the little green snake's entire head into his collar. Pulled it out again.

The little green snake started to stir subconsciously, and was immediately stuffed into the wide cuffs by Gu Wu.

"Donor, please stay here and don't move, so as not to be discovered." Gu Wang said softly.

The little green snake circled his arm restlessly a few times and found that the Buddhist cultivator didn't know what kind of magic he had used. No matter how hard he tried to drill in, it could only get stuck at his elbow, so he kept calm. The solid circle was around his wrist and stopped moving.

So he lowered his eyes and took a look. The snake demon circled his wrist twice. If you didn't look carefully, it would have looked like he was wearing two green jade bracelets on his hand.

Jiang Tang stretched out the tip of his soft tongue, gently licked the tip of his tail, and said in a muffled voice, "Little monk, do you know that the snake demon's tail cannot be touched easily?" "The poor monk doesn't know." So he said in vain,

"But the poor monk knows now."

Jiang Tang said: "..."

The tip of his tail was still aching, and he dug his head under his soft belly as if he was out of breath, as if he no longer wanted to pay attention to this incomprehensible person. 'Little Bald Donkey'.

The corners of Guwang's lips lifted a little higher.

It's kind of cute when he doesn't talk, he thought to himself.

The chirping snake demon stopped talking, and the entire cave became quiet.

So when he raised his feet and walked out of the cave, the sulky little green snake poked its head out from under the body again, and its pointed tail curled up slightly as if nervously.

An extremely powerful seal was set at the entrance of the cave. He spent hundreds of years but failed to break this seal.

But Guwu seemed not to feel the seal, and just walked out of the cave.

The light is bright, the blue sky is white, and birds are chirping. The forest in the distance is swaying with a sea of ​​emerald green trees. The gentle breeze blows slowly, ruffling the white shirt on the Buddha's body.

Jiang Tang poked his head out from under Guwang's sleeves, looked at the sky and the ground, and at the cave that was gradually receding behind him and where he had been trapped for nearly a hundred years, and then looked up again with a calm expression and a layer of white covering his eyes. The Buddhist practice of yarn.

After repeating this for a long time, the little green snake stuttered and said: "Come out now?"

So he whispered softly: "Yes."

The little green snake's voice was full of disbelief: "Just... came out so easily. Is it?"

This tone is really cute. Even though the naked eye can't see anything now, Guwan subconsciously lowered his head, and his eyes behind the white gauze fell on his wrist.

He said: "Yes, the seal has been broken, you are free."

"I am free..." the little green snake murmured again, with a high tone, "I am free!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, but because of his body The shape is so small that the sound is particularly weak.

This sound was lost in the faint sound of wind and the sound of rustling leaves. It seemed even more lovely to Gu Huan's ears.

But Guwu could hear some sadness in this cheerful laughter.

Having the demon elixir taken away from him and being trapped in a small cave for nearly a hundred years, he was able to maintain his original character despite this, which is considered rare and tenacious.

A few drops of warm water seemed to fall on his wrist, so his expression did not change. He just pretended that he did not notice the tears of the little snake demon under the emotion, so as to give him some dignity.

After a while, Jiang Tang stopped and asked, "Little monk, have you ever heard of a human monk named Xu Ziran?" "Xu

Ziran?" He tilted his head and recalled for a moment, "I have never heard of this, a poor monk."

Jiang Tang Tang whispered: "That's it..."

The next second, the little snake as thick as a thumb loosened its tail and left Guliu's wrist. After landing on the ground, it flew out in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the grass. He disappeared from the lawn.

"Little monk, let me teach you a word, never believe a monster's verbal promise -" the snake monster's voice floated in the air, "Thank you for taking me out! I have left three drops of blood on the tip of my tongue for you, which should be enough Are you looking for new 'medicinal materials'? I'll take the first step!"

"See you soon!"