Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Ruyi walked up to the mouse spirit, patted it twice on the head with sparse gray hair, sniffed, and said emotionally: "Brother mouse, it's not that I don't help you...it's that he He refuses to help you. He is a thousand-year-old flood dragon, so he can change thousands of times, but he is unwilling to change. Hey... I can't help it."

The mouse believed it was true, so it ran to Bai Qinghan's feet, hugged its two little paws, and kept waving it up and down, a pair of black eyes with no whites were wet, as if they could burst into tears at any time.Its sharp voice begged with tears: "Please do me a favor, help me, help me... Help Shaolin... Please..."

Ruyi knows that Bai Qinghan has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted. If she begs him, he may not completely refuse, but he will go on and on and praise his own achievements afterwards. If someone else begs him, he will definitely not Sorry to say more.

Sure enough, Bai Qinghan looked at the teary-eyed appearance of Mouse Jing, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, put away your pitiful look. I'll just pretend. But we still need to make a good plan for this matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside.The people in the house were so frightened that they panicked and tidied up, hiding what they should hide, hiding what they should hide, and hiding what they should hide.

Bai Qinghan hastily changed into the appearance of an old abbot, jumped on the bed, wrapped his body in a quilt, only half of his head was exposed outside.

After he was almost there, he said hoarsely, "Come in."

The little monk rushed into the room in a hurry, sweating profusely, and he walked so fast that he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Ruyi took a closer look, she knew this person, this young monk was the one who led them into the Hou Temple, that is, Shi Yuan's disciple.

"It's not good, Master Abbot. My master and Uncle Shihe got into a fight...what to do! The elders couldn't hold back...Master, he is a monk...he was already suffering when I came Injury, I'm really afraid, I'm really afraid that he will be beaten to death by Uncle Shihe!" The little monk was full of anxiety.

"What?" Bai Qinghan, who turned into the abbot, called out, but this voice was his real voice, and the timbre was too clear.He hurriedly gave a fake cough, then lowered his voice and said, "What...what...there is such a thing...you go and have a look first, and then turn to the deity...I...old man...must go over and teach them a lesson."

It was Bai Qinghan's first time pretending to be a monk, and he had never practiced it before. With a bald mouth, he said the word "deity", and after deliberating several words, he found a suitable title.

Hearing this, Ruyi next to her was sweating and straight-faced, but fortunately this young monk cared deeply about his master, even though he thought his master was weird, he didn't take it too seriously.In response, he turned around and ran outside.

After he walked away, Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly closed the door, and then turned to look at Bai Qinghan, feeling even more lucky. It was too hasty just now, Bai Qinghan only had time to change the general idea, and only had one head There are eight or nine points similar, and the whole body is still his original body.

Fortunately, it was covered with a quilt, otherwise it would be obvious to others, no one has the head of a withered old man, and the body of a young and middle-aged man... Not only that, the ring scar on Master Yiku's head was not revealed.

It is full of loopholes.