Best Evil Emperor

Chapter 142

Damn, it’s not fantasy, right? Turtles can talk, so I quickly grabbed that little turtle out of my arms and looked at it carefully for a long time. I found that it was also looking at me. This look is not looking, but looking.

Seeing this, a thought came to my mind, could this little turtle understand human nature?After reading this, I put it on the ground, pretending to be fierce and said: "Get lost."

Unexpectedly, instead of leaving, it turned around, shook its head and continued to look at me. The curious look in its eyes said: My master asked you to take care of me. If you dare to treat me badly, I will tell her.

I actually saw this kind of information from its eyes. It was incredible. I quickly grabbed it again and put it flat on the palm of my hand. I tentatively asked: "You can understand me, if it's you Shrink your head."

I am ashamed of myself for this behavior, am I too sensitive?But just when I had this thought, the little turtle really retracted its head into its shell, then stretched out, blinked its turtle eyes at me, and then strode by my palm, as if it wanted to jump off , I couldn't help asking: "Do you want to go down?"

Hearing this, it turned around and looked at me again, shrunk its neck, I was dizzy, this is just encountering a tortoise, it is so human, although I don't know what it wants to do, but I let it go again It landed on the ground, but this release was incredible. It quickly crawled forward. To be honest, I was very curious at this time. If you are not curious about this situation, that person must be crazy.

I wanted to sleep very much at first, but when I saw the behavior of this little turtle, my drowsiness disappeared. It really surprised me that it could understand human nature. I looked at the ground again and found that it was Crawling towards the table in the middle of the hall, I felt very strange, so I put on my clothes, ran out of bed and ran up to see where it wanted to go?

But I just got out of bed and followed it for two steps when something incredible happened, and I was shocked by it. I dare say that no one in the world has seen such a spectacle.

Has anyone ever seen a turtle crawling on the table legs? I saw it. Right in front of my eyes, this little turtle climbed straight up along the table legs. This scene can be associated with geckos or cockroaches crawling on the wall. The tortoise is really powerful. Its four little feet stick tightly to the table legs like sticking force, and it climbs up quickly. I am really stunned.

But after only standing there for a moment, I came back to my senses, why, because I wanted to see what it was trying to do, because the behavior of this tortoise was too strange, it seemed that its destination was on the table, I glanced at the table, and there was a pot of Biluochun tea water on it. I rarely drank this kind of tea before, but Yulan liked it, so I drank it twice and found it tasted good. This kind of tea is a common drink.

Apart from the tea, there are several small cups on the table. Could it be that it wants to drink tea? I originally had this idea, but when I glanced at another thing on the table, I changed my mind. The tortoise has already run onto the table and is crawling towards that thing.

Such things are very common for people, especially for literati. They are the Four Treasures of the Study. Does it want to write a poem for me?I think this idea is too fantastic. The little turtle is required to be able to write poems. I think those poets will be laid off, but let alone, it really crawled into the ink research room and used its front paws very spiritually. It was stained with black ink, and then made another amazing move.

Guess what happened to it, after it was stained with ink, it actually hung the ink-stained front paw in the air, walked on the other three legs, and crawled to the side of the white paper next to it, don't look at its three legs It was crawling, and the speed was actually very fast, and it looked very funny. It crawled behind the edge of the paper, then landed on the paper with its front paws, and then continued to crawl towards the middle of the white paper.

Because its front paws were stained with ink, it left a trace on the paper as it walked. Gradually, I found that those traces were regular, and as time passed, I found that it was writing. I rely on it. I really want to write a poem, but I looked at the first character and found it was a big handsome character, and then there was no ink on its front paws.

According to the previous action, it dipped ink back and forth, and continued to write on the white paper. Unlike humans, it only takes a few seconds to write a word. Because it has to dip ink back and forth, it takes several minutes to write a word, but I sat next to it and waited in amazement. It quickly completed the seven big characters. Although I saw the characters crooked, I knew it was Chinese. I was really dizzy. This tortoise is indeed a tortoise. Ah, it can actually write with its claws, and the seven characters it wrote are even more amazing.

On the white paper, the contents of seven large characters were prominently displayed: If you have any questions, handsome guy, just ask.

I am already surprised enough, because my personality is very calm, and I am very intelligent, so the surprise will not continue. Now I have calmed down and thought about many explanations, but none of them work. I can't figure out why a tortoise is so capable, but one thing I know is that it wants to communicate with me by writing.

I like to play tricks. Although I have witnessed this little tortoise's ability to write, I still doubt whether its IQ can answer my questions. After all, no matter how talented a tortoise is. Smarter than humans.

So I asked a very difficult question for it, which was to test it. I smiled at it, put my face close to the paper, and asked softly next to its little nipple: "According to what you said, you seem to be I know everything, so let me ask you, how old is Miss San?" My question is really evil, I originally had a very strange feeling about this little turtle, and since Miss San took it as a treasure, it must be because she knew that it could This point of human nature shows that they have a lot to do with each other. The third lady may want to "hold" it to sleep often, just like me just now, when I forgot to take it out of my clothes, it talked to me under the quilt.

But when I thought about talking, I became a little strange. It stands to reason that it was this little turtle who was talking under the quilt just now. Since it can talk, why would it communicate with me by writing?Isn't this superfluous?

But as soon as I had this idea, the little turtle kicked the paper away suddenly as if angry, the turtle's mouth moved, and then a voice that was as sinister as the one I heard just now came from the little mouth Come out: "Handsome guy, you are too much, dare to desecrate the jade body of the third lady!"

(End of this chapter)