Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5401 Brother!

Is it...

The young scholar's heart skipped a beat.

Did it know there were other people in the room?
Did it know that they were plotting against it?

still is……

After what happened last time, did the little black thief give up on their steamed buns?
I didn't plan to come again...

……

The young scholar pursed his lips slightly.

His mouth was a little dry.

He picked up the teapot beside him and poured himself a cup of tea.

He picked up the teacup.

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

……

He poured himself another cup of tea.

He raised his tea cup.

This time, he didn't have to drink so quickly.

He brought the cup to his lips.

He just took a sip-
"Pfft~"

Tea spurted out.

……

The young scholar saw a familiar figure.

He immediately rushed forward.

He grabbed the bowl of steamed buns.

"How dare you come here!?"

The young scholar shouted.

This daring little thief.

You can't blame anyone if you get caught.

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The black figure was biting a steamed bun.

There was a steamed bun in each paw.

She landed nimbly on the pile of books at the corner of the desk.

There was a smug and somewhat provocative light in the eyes under his armpits.

……

coming!

The woodcutter, hearing the young scholar's shout, immediately opened the cabinet door.

The woman followed closely behind.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

After waiting for a long time, even though a crack was opened in the cabinet, it was still a bit difficult to breathe with two people squeezed in the small cabinet.

Just when they were becoming increasingly irritated due to difficulty breathing, they finally heard the long-awaited voice.

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Based on the young scholar's performance, the woodcutter quickly ran to the front of the desk.

I want to form a double-sided encirclement formation with the young scholar.

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The woman cleverly ran to the other side of the desk.

……

Just when they were full of confidence and thought that the thief who stole the steamed buns was easily caught...

Things took an unexpected turn.

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The woodcutter was stunned.

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The woman looked left and right.

"Hey."

"Where's that guy?"

"where is it?"

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The woodcutter looked at the woman and asked, "You didn't see it either?"

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"No."

The woman answered quickly.

She was still trying to find the black thief.

……

but……

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar...

The expression on his face was complex and difficult to discern.

There are surprises, confusions, and doubts...

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The young scholar had no idea about the situation of the woodcutter and his sister-in-law.

All his attention was on the little thief who was eyeing the steamed bun in his hand.

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Greedy guy.

The young scholar said in his heart.

She had already got three steamed buns, but she didn't leave and even wanted the other steamed buns in his hand.

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but……

The young scholar was a little dazed as he watched the little black thief finish the three steamed buns in his hand at an astonishing speed.

Greedy for this...

It is very similar to Taotie.

……

The young scholar's expression changed slightly.

Is this little thief... provoking him?

He thought he had seen it wrong before...

But at this moment, he stared into the eyes of the black thief-
Speaking of...

The placement of its eyes is really unique.

This alone is consistent with the description of Taotie in the classics...

This is really surprising.

……

Really...

Too many coincidences...

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The young scholar had no time to think about it.

because……

The little black thief rushed towards the steamed bun in his hand.

……

damn it!
The young scholar dodged in a panic. He even felt...

The little black thief was playing a trick on him.

otherwise……

The steamed bun in his hand must have been eaten up by the little black thief long ago.

……

The young scholar became angry.

You want to eat steamed buns, right?
Are you playing a trick on him?

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The young scholar lowered his head and took a bite of a steamed bun.

He reached out and grabbed two steamed buns.

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Noticing that the little black thief's eyes narrowed slightly, the young scholar smiled happily.

He chewed hard.

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A dark shadow passed through his field of vision.

The young scholar instantly realized that it was the little black thief rushing towards him.

He immediately increased the speed of his chewing.

At the same time, stuff the steamed bun in your hand into your mouth.

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Noticing the little black thief lying on the bowl, the young scholar shook the bowl in his hand vigorously.

The black thief's body shook slightly.

But there was no sign of being thrown away.

He even found time to give the young scholar a provocative look.

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Veins bulged on the young scholar's forehead.

He suddenly exerted force on his hands.

……

what! ?

The young scholar held the bowl in one hand and the steamed bun in the other.

There is also steamed bun in his mouth.

There was no way to take care of the steamed buns in the bowl.

The consequence of shaking the bowl with force is...

The steamed buns in the bowl flew out.

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The young scholar opened his eyes wide.

The chewing in the mouth stopped.

Then he saw...

All the steamed buns that flew into the air were eaten by the little black thief who jumped up.

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The young scholar was amazed.

Doesn't this little black thief need to chew?
He swallowed the buns one by one.

still is……

Is it like a squirrel?
Can you store food in your mouth?

But, in this case...

Its face isn't puffy like a squirrel's.

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The young scholar blinked as he watched the little black thief catch all the buns and land them perfectly on the desk.

He almost wanted to cheer for this little black thief.

awesome.

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"younger brother!"

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A sound like thunder suddenly exploded in the ears of the young scholar...

The young scholar was so frightened that the steamed bun got stuck in his trachea.

Choked.

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“Cough, cough, cough, cough!”

The young scholar's coughing was quite earth-shattering.

He pounded his fist on his chest.

His face turned red.

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Seeing this, the woodcutter's face changed.

He stepped forward immediately.

He reached out and tapped the young scholar on his back.

"Are you okay?"

The woodcutter asked with concern.

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The woman looked around.

He poured a cup of tea with quick movements.

"Give."

"Drink some water."

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After the young scholar coughed violently for a while, he finally calmed down a little.

He had a terrifying feeling as if he had just returned from the gates of hell.

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The young scholar reached out and took the tea that the woman had poured for him.

"GuluGulu~"

The young scholar raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

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"Cough~cough~"

A little tea flowed out from the corner of the young scholar's mouth.

The young scholar had no time to erase it.

He clutched his clothes tighter around his chest.

Cough loudly a few times.

When the itchiness in his throat finally faded away and the young scholar felt more comfortable, he had the leisure to wipe the tea from the corner of his mouth.

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The young scholar slumped in his chair, his shoulders drooping, and he looked a little exhausted.

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"Are you okay?"

Seeing that the young scholar had finally stopped coughing, the woodcutter did not stop, but patted the young scholar's back with a lighter force.

He looked at the young scholar with unconcealed worry.