Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 209
The two monster hunters who had gone away came back again, and one of them was still holding a bow and arrow.

Lan Ling clutched her wound, and smeared special realgar on the arrow, which was specially made to deal with goblins.

At this time, steam was "sizzling" on her shoulders, and the realgar was burning her body bit by bit.

But Lan Ling didn't say a word, just stared at them angrily.

Qingyuan was like a frightened deer at this moment, he forced himself to calm down.

"What are the two benefactors doing!"

"What are you doing?" The demon catcher smiled, "Fairy, everyone will be punished if they get it. We are doing justice for the heavens and atoning for your sins!"

Qingyuan silently recited it several times in his heart: "Monks don't lie, monks don't lie..."

"Two benefactors, our abbot devotes himself to cultivating Buddhism. This little demon is a holy object that the abbot uses to pray for the people of the whole city. Today, the two of you have done such a thing. How can the abbot explain to the people?"

As he said that, Qingyuan took out the Buddhist beads that Lan Ling wore on his wrist, and spoke righteously.

"This..." The monster hunters showed hesitation, and hesitated for two seconds, one of them shoved the other violently:
"Go and stop her wound."

At this time, Lan Ling had turned into its original form, a snow-white mass, and the bright red on her shoulders was particularly glaring.

The monster catcher washed the wound with wine and added herbs, and Lan Ling finally felt better.

After finishing these, the two monster hunters pretended to leave, but Qingyuan held them back: "Hey, you can't leave, you have to talk to the abbot with me."

The demon catcher frowned.Generally speaking, they catch monsters and Buddhism are still the same family. If they go to see the abbot, they may feel estranged.

They made up their minds, looked at each other and said: "I have offended you today, please forgive me, little master, there will be a period later!" After finishing speaking, they left quickly.

This time he really left.

Lan Ling slumped pitifully on the ground, sniffing her nose from time to time, her appearance was really endearing.

Qingyuan picked him up and sighed in a low voice: "Oh, little fox, you got hurt again."

He feels guilty in his heart, and Lan Ling doesn't even bother to move his ears now, which makes him feel more pity.

This day's firewood was not cut enough, and the master in charge punished Qingyuan to copy scriptures in the yard according to regulations, until his clothes were wet with dew.

It's winter now, but the first snow of the year still hasn't fallen yet.

Night, silent.Qingyuan rubbed his hands and sat on the small bench. There were already a dozen copied scriptures on the table.

Lan Ling was a little puzzled, she nestled in his arms and asked, "You can take a break, there is no need to keep writing."

Qingyuan rubbed her head, and breathed on her hands again: "Monks don't tell lies, but I broke the precept today, and I should have been punished twice."

Lan Ling nodded slightly, suddenly her nose felt cold, she looked down, and a white snowflake turned into a drop of water.

"Hey, it's snowing!" Lan Ling looked up in surprise, and sure enough, snowflakes were falling all over the sky.

Qingyuan also raised his head in joy, stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, which melted in an instant.

Suddenly, he slapped his head violently, hurried to tidy up the newly copied scriptures on the table, and blamed himself with some remorse:

"Oh my brain, I just copied the scriptures, don't get wet."

(End of this chapter)