library clerk

Chapter 78 The Unlucky Child
After returning home, both Song Jiang and Meng Zhe lay on the bed with exhausted faces. Even Meng Zhe, who had always been a little cleanliness, didn't bother to take a bath, and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.But Song Jiang was still a little groggy, as if he could no longer find the comfortable feeling of sleeping on the green grassland.

Song Jiang didn't expect that Meng Zhe would sleep for two days and two nights, during which time Song Jiang wanted to wake him up several times, for fear that he would fall asleep... But when he saw Meng Zhe was breathing evenly and his face was ruddy At that time, he had no choice but to let him sleep all the time.

In fact, Song Jiang knew that the battle between Meng Zhe and Feishou was not as cheap as it seemed on the surface. Thinking about the two times of vomiting blood is still shocking, especially Song Jiang could clearly feel that Meng Zhe was seriously injured. But after that, I don't know why I can't feel it.

After recuperating for a few days, Meng Zhe finally returned to normal completely. It may be that subduing Feishou gave him a feeling of "opening the door", so he was always in a good mood in the next few days.

That night, Song Jiang sat alone in the reading area of ​​the library, flipping through the materials of the deceased. In fact, the original plan of the two of them was to investigate the next deceased, Zhao Yongde, but because of Meng Zhe's health these days, Not good, so this matter was put on hold for the time being...

Seeing that Meng Zhe was in good spirits today, Song Jiang wondered if he should check on Zhao Yongde after the night shift... So he looked up in Meng Zhe's direction, only to see him staring at the door motionless Trance.

"What's wrong?" Song Jiang walked over and asked.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe made a booing gesture to him, and then signaled Song Jiang to look at the door... He followed Meng Zhe's gaze, and saw a little fat man about three or four years old tiptoeing from the door. Squeezed in through the crack of the door.

It stands to reason that even if the other party is a child less than one meter long, it is absolutely impossible to squeeze in through the crack of the door, and the child's expression is sneaky, so one can tell at a glance that he is definitely not a child of a good family...

Meng Zhe, who had been bored before, immediately perked up when he saw the little fat man, and stared at the little guy's every move with great interest.Song Jiang was also very interested in this child, wondering whose unlucky child would stay up in the middle of the night and sneak around in their "no strangers allowed" library? !Thanks to their white tiger god who doesn't eat children.

Song Jiang turned his head to look at Meng Zhe when he thought of this, but he saw Meng Zhe licking his mouth, as if he saw something delicious... Song Jiang was also a little uncertain for a while, does the White Tiger God really not eat children? !

The funniest thing is that after the life-or-death little thing came in, he even held his nose and sniffed the bookshelves here and there, as if he was looking for something delicious to eat. I thought it was a mouse spirit coming from somewhere.

Who would have thought that this little thing would run straight to the old bookshelf where "Strange Tales from the Mountains and Seas" was sealed after smelling it, its expression was like that of an old cat seeing fish, or a fly seeing shit...

Meng Zhe, who was still obsessed with the child's flesh just now, was startled. After scolding his mother, he hurried over, grabbed the little fat man by his hair and picked him up. He used them together, but he had short legs and short arms, so he could only climb in mid-air in vain, and finally burst into tears with a "wow".

Song Jiang couldn't see Meng Zhe bullying children, so he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him, saying, "You are thousands of years old, why are you still bullying children?!"

That little guy was very good at reading people's faces, and when he saw that Song Jiang was willing to stand up for him, he cried even harder. It sounded very pitiful...

Meng Zhe sneered when he heard this, "You said it was a child? It's really blinding your eyes that can see genitals."

Song Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and said in disbelief, "Could it be that he's still a kid...?"

Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "Isn't that...but it's much more delicious than little ghosts."

When Song Jiang heard that Meng Zhe still wanted to eat the baby, he quickly snatched the baby from him and said, "It's not a kid, why are you scaring people like this... Be good, let's not cry!"

There are teardrops on the little fat man's face, and his little face is red from crying. He looks so soft and cute... He looks like some kind of small animal that I feel pity for. Although Song Jiang has never kept a pet, he should have the love He still has it.

Perhaps because he found out that Song Jiang could protect himself, the little fat man was crying and making faces at Meng Zhe when Song Jiang was not prepared, and Meng Zhe was so angry that he suddenly became angry and said, "I have to eat meat today. I don't know if I eat your meat." It’s no wonder that the little elf is tall and thick.”

Song Jiang heard Meng Zhe say that this little guy is a monster, so he looked at the little fat man in his arms again, with a chubby face and curly hair, quite a normal human child!
Seeing that Song Jiang didn't believe it, Meng Zhe took the little guy out of his arms, put it on the table, and said fiercely, "Say...how did you find this place?"

At first, the little fat man wanted to continue pretending to be pitiful, pouted his mouth, and looked at Song Jiang with tears in his eyes, but Meng Zhe suddenly pinched his fingers and said, "If you don't tell the truth... I will feed you to the raven."

The little fat man panicked when he heard it, and hurriedly said in a childlike voice, "I heard that there are ancient books here, so I thought about trying my luck..."

Meng Zhe laughed and said, "You're lucky, do you know who I am?"

The little fat man shook his head in a daze. Meng Zhe saw it and asked, "What did you smell just now?"

After hearing this, the little fat man looked pitifully in the direction of the old bookshelf and said, "There are treasures there..."

Meng Zhe was annoyed when he heard it, "Your nose is quite sharp... There are indeed treasures there." Unexpectedly, he suddenly changed his face and said, "But do you know that some treasures will want you at any time? My life?!"

The little fat man burst into tears again when he heard "wow". When Song Jiang saw him, he quickly comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, tell brother, what do you want that baby for?"

The little thing sniffed the snot a few times, and stammered, "I...I want to... hide it in my stomach."

Song Jiang also looked puzzled when he heard it. Although the "Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas" is indeed a treasure, ordinary spirits are afraid to avoid it. How can this little thing love this ancient book so much? !

"What an idiot, you still want to hide "Strange Tales from Mountains and Seas"?!" Meng Zhe was actually amused by this little thing.

Seeing that Meng Zhe clearly looked down on him, the little fat man patted his stomach and said with a proud face, "I hide a lot of classic books in my stomach..."

(End of this chapter)