I Really Like That Guy!

The bottom line of people is to retreat after repeated temptation, and they are not angry when they are deliberately seduced. A Luo has already foreseen how much Tan Wu's tolerance for her is.

She has always been a girl who knows how to make an inch. She has learned how to bargain with people since she was a child. The master said that she is a stick to beat a snake.

Today, this quality is vividly displayed in front of Tan Wu.

Deliberately seducing him and saying that he can't do it is shameless.

It's a pity that at this moment, there is only a little witch and an honest monk.

The honest monk accidentally cut off his bead. Even if he was crowned with "No", which no man could bear, he still did not refute. He just glanced at A Luo silently, then lowered his head again, and walked from the grass beside his feet. Pick up the scattered beads one by one.

A bead happened to roll beside Arlo, and she was quick-witted and grabbed the brown Buddha bead into the palm of her hand.

This is the first time she has touched Tanwu's Buddha beads. The touch is smooth and delicate. The material seems to be wood, but it is heavy and has a weight that does not belong to wood.

When I got close, I could smell a faint sandalwood.

I don't know if it was because he was rubbing it in his palm all day long, but the bead should have been stained with his body temperature, with a slight temperature, not as cold as A Luo imagined.

The blue-clothed monk lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, his eyes focused on the ground, his slender fingertips picked up one bead after another, and then carefully re-stringed those beads on the string.

After picking it up, he finally realized that there seemed to be a missing bead. After searching around to no avail, his eyes shifted to Arlo.

A Luo held the beads, put his hands behind him, raised his chin and said, "You, what are you looking at, I didn't take your beads!"

Tan Wu's black eyes were quiet, and the firelight jumped in the dark pupils, looking at her gently.

A Luo pursed his lips, and under the insightful gaze of the monk, the dead duck said stubbornly: "If you say you don't take it, you won't take it, who cares about your broken beads!"

Seeing the girl holding her neck and not letting go, her bright almond eyes stared at him without blinking, her eyes were full of temptation and anxiety, the monk in blue sighed helplessly, her crow-feather-like eyelashes fell, a little bit less. The Buddha string of each wooden bead is tied.

He has worn this bead for more than ten years, with a total of fifty-four beads, fiddling and rubbing every day, and he is almost familiar with it.

He put the Buddha strings on his palms again, turned them one by one, and counted them end to end. The number fifty-three came to his mind, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

It was as if the girl in red suddenly broke into his life, causing ripples in his calm world.

"Tan Wu, I'm still wet, you dry it for me~"

The girl's squeamish cry came from her ear again. She was always like this. When she felt uncomfortable, she opened her mouth and called him, so she regarded him as a dependent object for granted.

Tan Wulue raised his eyes and saw the girl's soft white hands stretched out in front of her eyes, her eyes filled with urging.

His expression paused for a while, and a little hunch suddenly appeared in his heart. He felt in a trance that it was not good to go on like this, but he couldn't fully understand what was wrong.

He took out a black wooden board from his sleeve, and wrote on it with a white stone: "Move your inner strength on your own."

Occasionally, Tan Wu would use this board to communicate with Arlo, but not many times. Arlo saw that line of words and shook his head humbly: "No, your inner strength is warm, but mine is not warm at all."

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Arlo directly took his hand and put the palms of the two of them together.

"Hurry up, or I'll be sick again!" she said.

Tan Wu had no choice but to silently transmit internal force to her and dry her again. But he didn't realize that he had become accustomed to her touch.

Dawn broke the next day, and the two were on their way again, with Arlo sitting on the little donkey, holding a red ribbon cut from the skirt, and knitting a brown bead into a knot.

She didn't shy away from her actions, and she didn't hide it at all. After being stared at by Tan Wusheng for several times, the girl covered the beads and said shamelessly: "What are you doing, don't look at my beads, I picked them up, not yours! "

It's just a Buddha bead, even if she takes it, Tan Wu will not be angry with her.

Just being picked up quietly by her, and denying it flatly, a subtle emotion slid in his heart, as if the Buddhist beads had some kind of peculiar meaning, and he couldn't tell the truth.

In front of the owner, A Luo hummed a song to string a red string on the Buddha bead, and then hung the black and translucent bead on his ankle.

The girl's complexion is like snow, her calf is slender and graceful, her ankles are weak, and there is a faint hint of pink.

The red rope is strung with black beads, hanging between the thin wrist bones, red and black intertwined with pink and white, and the solemn Buddha beads reflect the tenderness of the girl, and there is a thrilling beauty to look at.

Her legs dangled beside him, swayed in mid-air as the little donkey walked, and asked him with a smile, "Tan Wu, do you look good?"

Tan Wuxun looked over, suddenly stunned there, woke up after being called twice, and immediately turned his head away, for some reason he didn't dare to look at it again.

Seeing his movements, A Luo couldn't help but pouted and muttered in a low voice, "I've even seen my body, are you afraid of looking at my legs? What a stupid monk."

Tan Wu said nothing, silently reciting the scriptures.

It was said that she wanted to find another mission target, but A Luo was not joking, so she also seriously asked Tan Wu for advice.

"Monk, do you know who are the masters and masters in martial arts today?"

There are too many words in A Luo, and Tan Wu is used to keeping silent. Because of the practice of closed-mouth meditation, he not only does not speak, but he rarely even takes out the wooden board. The tree is silent, silent, and rarely speaks to people.

But under the soft and hard bubble of the little demon girl, before she knew it, he had become accustomed to taking out a wooden board and writing to answer her after she opened her mouth to ask.

In fact, if he didn't respond, she would keep whispering in his ear, like a fly that couldn't be chased away.

It's not something ordinary people can learn from a girl's harassment, and thanks to Tan Wu's good character, if it were anyone else, she would have been annoyed by her.

Tan Wu wrote a name, and A Luo recited it.

"Chu Yuntian? This is the head of the Shushan faction, right? No, no, he is now forty-three years old! So old, he can be my father!"

"Ghost sees Sang Zhong? Monk, don't you know that Sang Zhong's nickname is because he looks extremely ugly, so I'm afraid of ghosts? I can't say anything about such an ugly man!"

"Hongchen congratulates Kun with a knife? This person is okay, but I heard that he is a prodigal son, and he has confidantes all over the world. I suspect that he has flower willow disease."

Tan Wu wrote dozens of names one after another, some famous in the world, some unknown, almost all the masters in the martial arts, but all of them have fatal flaws in A Luo's eyes.

By the end of the count, the Aruo people are going to be irritable.

"Aiya, monk, what kind of people are you citing! All of them are either old or ugly, or they have become a family, and there is no one who is young, good-looking and clean?"

Tan Wu's fingertips paused, slowly erasing the writing on the blackboard, and after a while, he wrote down a name: Yu Xiao.

"Yu Xiao?" A Luo's eyes lit up.

She had heard the name Yu Xiao before.

There is a martial arts alliance leader in today's martial arts, who is the leader of the white road elected by the entire white road.

The name of the leader of the martial arts alliance is Yu Ting. The Yu family is a family of martial arts. I heard that Yu Ting has entered the realm of a great master now that he is over fifty years old, and is the youngest known great master in the martial arts.

Yu Ting's children are few, and Yu Xiao is his only son, when he was twenty-three years old, it is said that he has been frail and sick since he was a child, and has been recuperating at home, rarely showing up to others.

"Isn't Yu Xiao weak and sick? He is actually a master?"

Tan Wu's brows and eyes drooped slightly, and he slowly wrote: I have had contact, and I am indeed a master.

Monks do not lie, and monks never lie.

All of a sudden, A Luo's brows and eyes crooked with a smile, and he couldn't help but say: "That's great! Then let's go to Su City! I'm going to find Yu Xiao for a mission!"

The blue-clothed monk's eyelashes were lightly fanned, and he raised his eyes to look at the happy girl. He glanced at her quietly, and then quietly withdrew his gaze and nodded silently.

In the next two days, the two turned to go to Su City. Fortunately, Su City was not far away, and they saw Luoxi Mountain outside Su City from a distance at dusk the next day.

In autumn, the leaves are dyed golden color, and the yellow and green on Luoxi Mountain reflects the golden sky in the background, which looks like a beautiful picture from a distance.

Originally they should have been able to arrive at Sioux City at night, but the monk was a kind-hearted monk. When passing by a village for alms, he heard that a woodcutter in the village went up the mountain to chop wood, but he never came back. Mother Yu and his wife and children washed their faces in tears all day long, and the monk had to take care of this matter and went to the mountain to find the woodcutter.

Generally, in other matters, Tan Wu has always followed Arlo and let her take whatever she wants. But if it's a matter of saving people, Arlo will follow him.

A Luo also knows his temperament, and in this kind of thing, she is extraordinarily well-behaved.

Although she looks willful and perverse on the outside, secretly, she has already felt the bottom line of this monk. When it's time to be arrogant, she can be more arrogant than anyone else, and she's not a vain name.

After a lot of searching, I finally found the woodcutter in a ravine. It turned out that he chopped wood and stepped on the air. He fell into the ravine and couldn't climb out. Fortunately, he was not injured. Tan Wu rescued the woodcutter, and he was very hungry all the way. The woodcutter came down the mountain on his back, and received thousands of thanks from the woodcutter's family, as well as a bowl of precious white rice.

That night, the two of them rested in the village, in a vacant and abandoned house.

I heard that this family had a son who was a mess. Later, he didn't know who he had provoked, and the whole family died overnight. When people in the village talked about this, their voices were full of fear.

After the death of the person, the house still remained, and it looked very imposing, but the villagers did not dare to live there.

A Luo is not afraid of ghosts and gods at all, she is curious, and pulls Tan Wubiao to live in the haunted house.

There was a field of flowers and plants in this house, which was left unattended for a year or two, and all of them grew wildly. A Luo sat on a pear branch in the yard, shaking his feet to watch Tan Wu clean up the yard and make a fire for her to eat.

She put her hands on her knees, cupped her cheeks, looked at the monk in blue below, and said with a smile, "Monk, why are you willing to cook meat for me today?"

He doesn't kill or eat meat. Arlo has been vegetarian with him for more than half a month, but today the monk suddenly changed his temper and accepted a chicken from the woodcutter.

The chicken was freshly slaughtered, and when it was delivered to the monk, the blood on its neck was not dry.

The woodcutter said, "I saw a girl following behind the master. The girl was young and needed to mend her body."

A Luo saw him stunned for a while, then put his palms together and chanted a little Buddha, and calmly took the chicken.