Bird Dude Nie Bufan

　　 This black fight with each other ended because of an unprecedented stinky fart from Rooster Xiao Huang.

　　 At that time, Xiao Huang was standing in the air vent watching the melee. For a moment, his heroism went dry, and he was over excited and released a loud fart. As soon as the spring breeze swept away, the stench instantly stunned Li Yi and the others who were at a disadvantage. For a while, they turned their backs on their backs, dying in pain. The chickens scrambled to disperse, Li Yi and others slammed their noses. It didn't take a moment that all the living creatures on the scene stopped cooking.

　　 "Huh? The fight is over?" Nie Bufan, who was cooking chicken soup in the kitchen, hadn't heard anything for a long time. He couldn't help but leaned out and looked out, knowing that the fight had subsided.

　　 There are no more chickens on the scene, and the rest of the people are all faceted, obviously stinking, and they have to maintain their demeanor, standing straight like wooden stakes.

　　 Nie Bufan looked for a while and shouted: "I let the landslide burn hot water, do you want to go freshen up first?"

　　 Hearing this, Li Huai walked towards his residence without saying a word.

　　 Si Chenyu and Shen Muran also left one after another, and Wang Shichan, who triggered this battle, has long since disappeared.

　　 Li Yi walked silently to the kitchen where Nie Bufan was located, and was blocked by the door before he even entered: "You, hurry up and wash, it smells so bad that even mosquitoes can be killed."

　　 Actually, the smell of Li Yi's body was not contaminated with Xiao Huang's stinky fart, but the result of fighting with the chicken Wang Shichan.

　　 Li Yi looked at Nie Bufan, suddenly took a few steps forward, hugged him tightly in his arms, and rubbed him in various ways.

　　 Nie Bufan struggled and yelled: "Li Si, you bastard!"

　　 Li Yimian didn't change his color and said, "Is the hot water ready, let's wash it together?"

　　 "Hmph!" Nie Bufan kicked Li Yi away, and he saw Zhang Junshi walking towards them at a glance. He immediately stretched out his arms and flew into Zhang Junshi's arms in an extremely elegant posture, and rubbed hard for a few times.

　　 Li Yi is dark.

　　 Zhang Jun really smiled.

　　 "Guys, for the sake of our glorious image, let's go take a bath!" Nie Bufan fingered the bathhouse, making bold gestures.

　　 But, Li Yi and Zhang Junshi were the only ones who got into the water last.

　　Waiting for them to soak in the hot water, Nie Bufan had already disappeared, leaving them each with a corner, wide and small eyes.

　　 Li Yi stood up suddenly, ticked off a piece of clothing and put it on, swishly out of the bathhouse. After a short while, Nie Bufan was wrapped in his arms and hugged him in. He threw it into the bath with a raised hand, splashing a lot of water.

　　 Nie Bufan popped his head and protested: "Li Si, what are you doing?"

　　 "Bath."

　　 "I don't want to bathe!"

　　 Li Yi ignored him and took off his clothes and went into the bath.

　　 "Zhang San, look at Li Si, it's so bad!" Nie Bufan turned around and hugged Zhang Junshi, accusing Li Yi of his evil deeds.

　　 Zhang Junshi patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, I am here."

　　 Li Yi glanced at him contemptuously, and reached out to pull out Nie Bufan in his arms.

　　 Nie Bufan hugged Zhang Junshi's neck vigorously, Zhang Junshi encircled his waist with one hand and blocked Li Yi's claws with the other.

　　 The eyes of the two collided in the air, sparks overflowed and croaked.

　　 Li Yi retracted his hand and leaned leisurely by the bath, but his underwater feet stretched out to rub Nie Bufan's back waist.

　　 Nie Bufan couldn't help standing up, straddling Zhang Junshi's lap, and glaring at Li Yi.

　　 Zhang Junshi's lower body/body is so crushed that he can suffer, he can only endure as hard as possible in Nie Bufan's dishonest drag. However, Li Yi was in high spirits, and his toes moved between his hips intentionally or unintentionally. Nie Bufan could only dodge, shaking up and down.

　　Rao is Zhang Jun's solid strength, and he has to break his strength, split/swell up, and stand straight against Nie Bufan.

　　 Nie had an extraordinary meal, and looked at Zhang Junshi in surprise, who looked back deeply.

　　 At this time, Li Yi's evil foot stretched out again and went down the spine into the tail.

　　 Nie Bufan stood forward slightly, Zhang Junshi's giant figure deepened, and he put his trousers on the edge of the entrance. Nie Bufanxu sat, as long as he sinks himself, it is estimated that the thing can drive straight in.

　　 Zhang Junshi didn't look moving, but his eyes were faintly expectant, and his breath was depressingly fast.

　　 The three of them were silent, the water was strangely quiet, but the water was choppy.

　　 Suddenly, Nie Bufan grabbed Li Yi's foot with his backhand, and dragged it up with the strength of milking——

　　 Plop! The martial artist Li Yi slipped unpreparedly, and sank into the water, making air bubbles.

　　 With a successful move, Nie Bufan quickly got off Zhang Junshi and sat side by side with him.

　　 Zhang Junshi glanced at him, and before Li Yi came out, he lowered his head and kissed his mouth lightly, his eyes deep, with a smile that was so gentle that he could bore death.

　　 Nie Bufan's body was inexplicably numb, as if he was shocked by some electric shock, and it fell into his bones.

　　 Li Yi rushed out of the water with a black face and stared at Nie Bufan, but didn't scream. Who told him to make trouble first?

Nie Bufan leaned on the side of the bath with one hand, propped his head and said, "Li Si, take a bath as soon as you take a shower. Why is it so irritating?" He raised his feet out of the water and shook them, and cast a wink at him. , Softened his throat and said: "Why, do you need a massage?"

　　 "No need." Li Yi spit out these words stiffly.

　　 Zhang Jun smiled, and took the towel to help Nie Bufan wipe the stain on his face.

　　 Nie Bufan pulled his hand aside and wiped it with a handkerchief.

　　 Li Yi's face became dark when he saw this.

After 　　 everything was calm, and the three of them washed and wiped them smoothly and quickly, as if nothing happened.

　　 But the three have different thoughts in their hearts.

　　 Zhang Junshi revealed his thoughts and was no longer depressed.

　　 Li Yi had a sense of crisis, and he was thinking about assigning people as soon as possible.

　　Nie Bufan has a rare headache, and secretly asked if he should go to the kiln to stroll around?

　　Nie Bufan, who was not in his mind, walked into the kitchen and inadvertently swept the stove, and suddenly shouted, "Where is my chicken soup?"

　　 The space above the stove was empty, leaving only a smell mixed with smell in the air.

　　 Don't guess, it must be Wang Shichan who killed the carbine and stole the whole pot of soup.

　　 "Who said that the eldest son of the Wang family was out of vulgarity, and that he was an ‘elegant’ guest in the wind?" Nie Bufan asked with gritted teeth.

　　 Zhang and Li looked at each other, and they didn't say anything.

　　 Nie Bufan patted the table and said cruelly: "Starting today, all meals will be changed to white porridge and eggs!"

　　 "Uh..." Zhang Junshi said hesitantly, "Uncommon, as far as I know, Wang Shichan is a vegetarian, and the addition of white porridge and eggs seems to suit his taste."

　　 Li Yi nodded repeatedly.

　　 Nie Bufanyin smiled and said, "Then I will add spicy to the white porridge and mix garlic in the egg."

　　 "..." Zhang Junshi glanced at Li Yi, meaning: You should have been beaten to death just now, now it's okay, let people run away, and we will suffer.

　　 Li Yi also glanced back at him: People who don't contribute have no right to speak.

　　 Ignoring the eye contact between the two, Nie Bufan angrily washed rice and cooked porridge.

　　 Suddenly, he asked: "Who knows what Wang Shichan likes best?"

　　 "Buddhist scriptures." The two replied at the same time. This is probably something everyone knows.

　　 "How much do you like it?"

　　 "I will recite a scripture before and after meals." Li Yi replied.

　　 "To cherish rare orphans or works handed down from generation to generation."

　　 "Oh." Nie Bufan nodded in understanding, his face was exhausted, and he hummed briskly.

　　 Both Zhang and Li shudder for no reason at the same time.

It was night, Nie Bufan sneaked in a book from the little chicken. This was seen in the little chicken’s collection the last time he found the thief. It was used by the little chicken as a tool to grind his teeth. After the jagged shape, the text inside is still complete.

　　 This happened to be a Buddhist scripture. The reason why Nie Bufan could recognize it was because there was a Buddha image on the cover. There is not only the original text, but also the translated text.

　　 Nie Bufan took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and randomly selected a few paragraphs of the original text with translations and copied them down one by one. The font was distorted like a drunk chicken.

　　 Then took a nail and a hammer, pinched a pile of paper and went out the door...

　　 The next day, Wang Shichan appeared in front of Nie Bufan as expected, holding twelve scriptures he copied last night in his hand, and he took them back.

　　 "Where did this come from?" Wang Shichan asked.

　　 Nie Bufan glanced casually: "What?"

"The Mahayana Heart Sutra is an incomplete scripture hundreds of years ago. The Buddhist practice of the Six Degrees of Judgment has a total of six books. Now there are only three books handed down to the world, and this one I have is one of the missing ones. You Where did it come from? Where is it all?"

　　 "Why should I tell you?" Nie Bufan took Joe's expression on his face and drank tea leisurely.

　　 Li Yi and Zhang Junshi, who happened to come over to the door, couldn’t help but become curious when they saw this situation. They carefully read the scriptures on the paper. The words were obscure and had profound meanings. They were not fabricated out of thin air, let alone the semi-illiterate Nie Bufan.

　　 Just where did this guy get the Buddhist scriptures? I asked Wang Shichan’s preference only yesterday, and today I made one. If Wang Shichan likes **** pictures, then I don’t know if he will come up with the "Yi Jin Jue"...

　　 Wang Shichan's face was a bit ugly, and he was always calm. He couldn't help feeling angry when he saw the cherished Buddhist scriptures were copied like demons dancing and posted everywhere. He couldn't help feeling angry, making him even more angry than he was teased by them yesterday.

　　 "Give me the scriptures." Wang Shichan said blankly.

　　 "You said it would be handed to you?"

　　 "Then what do you want?"

　　 Nie Bufan glanced at him up and down, then asked, "What will you do?"

　　 "What do you mean?"

"Can you cook?"

　　 "No."

　　 "Laundry?"

　　 "No."

　　 "Feed the chicken?"

　　 "No."

　　 "...... Warm the bed?"

　　 "……"

　　 Nie Bufan looked at him contemptuously: "Nothing, why should I give you such a precious, rare and unique scripture?"

　　 "I buy with money."

　　 "Master is not short of money now."

　　 "Then what do you lack?"

　　 lack of root tendons. Zhang Junshi and Li Yi flashed this sentence in their minds.

　　 Nie Bufan thought hard and murmured: "I have money, a room, a chicken bed, a talented appearance, someone escorted me, eat well and sleep well, life is worry-free, as if I don’t lack anything?"

　　 "..." The three of them had black lines at the same time.

"Let's do it!" Nie Bufan clapped his hands and said straightforwardly, "You will stand guard for me around the Ji'o Village, and be careful not to let others steal the chickens that have been ordered. Recently, there are often strange people around the Ji'o Village, Xiao The chickens are pure and harmless, tender and weak, and will be taken away if they are not careful."

　　 Pure good and harmless, delicate and weak? This is definitely not your Nie Bufan's chicken!

　　 The three of them were silent.

　　 "How?" Nie Bufan asked again.

　　 Wang Shichan considered for a while, and finally nodded his head that would be regretted thousands of times in the future: "Okay."

　　 The author has something to say: Well, the poor Wang Tongxie was kidnapped like this.

　　 Thank you myrrh's mine

　　Thank Long Long for 5 grenades

　　 really made me beaten up!