Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 158: Go, auspicious, to find Ruyi

"In front of the door, under the bridge, swam past a group of ducks, come and count them, two, four, six, seven, eight......"

This nursery rhyme is playing on the TV in the living room.

In the morning, the monk who had just got up to wash up heard this song and was taken aback. What happened last night is still vivid, especially the wet footprints. In fact, it was not only a blow to Su Bai, but also to himself. Lord Buddha was also a big blow. After all, he and Lord Buddha are also residents of this house. They used to be proud that this "Peach Blossom Spring" was a safe haven for themselves and others. But now, this house is already Was scored twice.

The monk looked at the living room with some worry, only to find that Su Bai was sitting on the sofa while eating omelette toast and drinking milk. The phone was placed aside and watching some video.

"Morning." The monk said.

"Morning." Su Bai waved his hand, did not raise his head, but pointed to the kitchen with his hand, "There is breakfast in the kitchen, ready."

"Yeah." The monk was a little surprised by Su Bai's reaction at this time, and he was totally different from the hysterics of last night.

When the monk came out, Su Bai had finished eating. He was not in the living room, but lying on the wicker chair in the yard. In the morning, he did not need to rush like the others. It is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing to work hard for a living in the company.

When Gyatso came out, he saw Su Bai who was basking outside, and cast a look at the monk who was sitting on the sofa eating breakfast.

The monk shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

It was just one night, and it really became like a okay person, but it seems that nothing can’t happen to Su Bai. The monk and Buddha just felt a little surprised, but it’s not really incredible. After all, Su Bai’s The ability to withstand stress and self-regulation can sometimes be called abnormal.

Su Bai on the wicker chair closed his eyes, breathing the fragrance of the morning. By the side of his wicker chair, there was the vine. The vine seemed to have its own life, moving with the breeze, swaying.

Early in the morning, it is beautiful, life is also beautiful, and life seems to be beautiful.

"Monk, lack a pot of tea." Su Bai yelled while lying on the wicker chair.

After a while, the monk came out carrying the teapot and cup.

Su Bai took the tea cup and held it in his hand.

"You plan to bask here today?" the monk asked.

"The two of you are at a critical moment. Go and work on yours. This promotion to a senior listener is like giving birth to a child. The more you need to work harder towards the end." Su Bai is now a senior listener and can be said to be ahead The monk is in the same position as the Buddha, so he is indeed qualified to give some advice to the monk and the Buddha.

"The poor monk is going to go out later. There was originally a Western Buddhist exchange group coming over today, but it seems that something has changed."

"What's the matter?" Su Bai knew that the monk had been participating in such activities recently.

"This is the other party's list, please take a look." The monk handed a red book to Su Bai.

Su Bai glanced, the first is the name of the exchange group leader, and this group leader's name is the most attractive.

"Lucifer?" Su Bai smiled, "Is this bullying you Central Plains monks who don't understand English or something else, Lucifer, shouldn't it be the name of the devil."

"The poor monk will take a look at that time, it may be just a misunderstanding."

"Go early, return early, come back early to make dinner." Su Bai held the teacup and gave the monk a little.

The monk is gone, and Lord Buddha walked out in a dazzling outfit. There were many metal rings on the clothes, and they clanged when he walked.

"Da Bai, does this dress look good?" Buddha stood in front of Su Bai and turned around.

Su Bai reached out and covered his eyes, pretending not to see.

The Buddha glanced at Su Bai and said with pity, "Xia Chong can't talk about ice."

Immediately, Lord Buddha also left home in good spirits.

Looking at his "great and graceful" appearance, it is really difficult to associate the man who was naked and carrying a hatchet to kill when he first saw him two or three years ago.

Time is a pig-killing knife. People and time have always been in a state of relative movement. Time will change people, but people cannot do anything about time. From this perspective, it seems a bit too unfair.

Su Bai lay on a wicker chair for about an hour, and the sun slowly went up. It had rained last night, but today's weather looked exceptionally clear. Under the sunlight, there was a scorching heat in the warmth.

Auspicious, wrapped in white bandages all over his body, slowly walked out. The monk’s bandaging technique is very good and will not affect the auspicious activities, but at this time, looking at the auspicious appearance, even if it still deliberately lifts its head High and high, but can only make the effect of the emoji, it is difficult to create the kind of high cold style before.

Of course, it has lost its memory, and naturally it is no longer the auspiciousness it used to be.

The monk said, whether the memory can be restored still depends on whether the spirit can be restored.

Su Bai turned over and got out of the wicker chair and hugged Jixiang. Jixiang instinctively resisted human hugs. Whether he lost his memory or not, he seemed to dislike being a human pet, but at this time, he really couldn’t follow Su Bai challenged him, Su Bai hugged him in his arms, grabbed its cat paws with both hands, and swayed gently up and down.

"The recovery is good." Su Bai said while teasing Jixiang. Someone came last night, but he did not take Jixiang away, nor killed Jixiang, nor did he attack the three people in the house. .

Actually, Su Bai is clear about the rule that a man and a woman can’t attack the audience. The monk also told Gyatso last night that the man and woman are terrible, but they can’t kill themselves, otherwise the broadcast will Will find them.

It feels strange now. Broadcasting abuses herself thousands of times, but now for Su Bai, the only thing he can count on, seems to be broadcasting. If there is no broadcasting, that man and woman will become The sword hanging above their heads might not even be necessary for existence.

Su Bai checked again and found that Jixiang’s recovery state was better than previously estimated. The body fur has recovered well. It is probably the reason why the snake gall and the two eminent monks used medicine, but Jixiang’s real body and spirit, In fact, it did not recover much, but maintained a trend of not continuing to deteriorate.

In other words, Jixiang is now recovering only the body of a cat, and now it is actually an ordinary cat. When in that research institute, Jixiang was able to fight against ordinary monsters, but was After the triangular eyes sucked blood, Jixiang's last remaining power was also taken away.

A black cat, a cold black cat, a tsundere cat who can't resist the molestation of his owner.

Jiangsi is still struggling. It seems that it really doesn’t like a male adult holding itself like this, and also holding its own meat paws to make a lucky cat, although it doesn’t understand what a lucky cat is. , But instinctively felt that I shouldn't do such silly moves.

But soon Jixiang stopped struggling, because it sensed that the man holding him was twitching slightly and his palms were shaking.

This is the one who is molested, should resist and cry, OK? You are using strong against Ben, how do you feel that you are the one who has been fucked!

But I don't know what happened, Jixiang didn't struggle anymore, as if sighed, he lay obediently in Su Bai's arms.

Su Bai raised his head and took a deep breath.

He picked Jixiang up and placed it on the coffee table next to the wicker chair. Jixiang was crawling here, looking at Su Bai.

Su Bai put a photo in front of Jixiang,

"Do you know him?"

Su Bai pointed to the little guy in the photo and asked.

Jiangsu was silent, then lowered his head, a pair of paws pressed his head, struggling, aggrieved, and inexplicable.

"Good."

Looking at Jixiang like this, Su Bai couldn’t bear to continue to ask. It had no memory of himself, but he had feelings for himself. This was proved by the previous research in the research institute, so Jixiang must also treat the little guy. It feels more, but it can't remember anything. It's just a torture to continue to show it the pictures of the little guy.

"Come on, I will take you home and take you to find Ruyi!"

Now, it seems that there is only one place left to help Jixiang recover. There is Jixiang’s partner who grew up with Ruyi since childhood, as well as the blessed man in the coffin, and that , And Su Yuhang was at a loss.

Now, Su Bai is thinking suddenly, if he didn't come out from the realm of the Dao at that time, but was kept in the realm of the Dao, would the little guy be taken away? Will Jixiang become like this?

Perhaps, the little guy may lose his father for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ But the reason why a man and a woman shot against the little guy and Jixiang is probably because of him. If you are in one of them If there is no way to reach it, then they won't attack other people again.

Su Bai took out his mobile phone to book a plane ticket, but at this moment, Jixiang jumped off the coffee table and rushed into the living room.

Su Bai didn't care about it either, just let it play, but when he bought the ticket, Su Bai found that he had no money in his card, so he had to call Chu Zhao and ask Chu Zhao to transfer himself twice. Wan come here.

Money in the real world really doesn't make much sense to the audience, and Chu Zhao transferred the money quickly.

After Su Bai's ticket was booked, he turned around and found Jixiang was standing on the carpet in the living room, with a bag of fresh milk still in his mouth, but he was a little dazed, and he didn't seem to know he was biting this bag. What is fresh milk for? I don’t even know who I should give it to, but it is clear that it doesn’t like to drink this thing. It is definitely not for myself.

Su Bai looked at the wall clock in the living room, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning,

In the past, this point every day was the time for the little guy to drink milk after getting up every day.