An Rugu didn't understand Xiao Bailong, but she could clearly sense his intentions, because his emotions were written all over his face and were so easy to understand.
If she couldn't understand, then all the skills she had learned over the years to read people's expressions would be in vain.
As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, the originally silent Little White Dragon remained motionless, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept mumbling, "I thought you couldn't remember."
He had been looking forward to it ever since he caught the Evil Buddha. He wished he could fly to the restaurant with wings. However, An Rugu was busy teaching the Evil Buddha a lesson and seemed to have forgotten to tell him that she would take him out to dinner. It was really worrying.
He had to fly around her to remind this forgetful person that it was time to fulfill her promise.
An Rugu wrote a memorial to the King of Hell, reported the evil Buddha's deeds, and sent the evil Buddha to be liberated.
All living things will go to the underworld after death. Except for humans, the final destination of chickens, ducks, fish, geese, etc. is Huangquan. It is too easy for this evil spirit to die in vain, so it is better to send it to the underworld for judgment.
After finishing the work, An Rugu turned to look at Xiao Bailong, his expression slightly relieved: "I didn't mean to lie to you, it's just that I had something important to deal with just now, and I always feel uncomfortable if I don't deal with it."
Little White Dragon showed dissatisfaction: "Dealing with the evil Buddha is a serious matter, but having dinner with me is not a serious matter? I am an ancient god after all, majestic and powerful. You should respect me, okay?"
An Rugu's eyes fell on his two-meter-long body. It had little to do with majesty, but rather delicate and graceful: "... Yeah."
She opened the hotel booking app and saw that the booking was successful. So she asked, "Are you going to have dinner like this? You won't be able to eat and people will be scared away. Can you turn into a human form?"
Hearing this, Xiao Bailong felt numb all over, his face froze, and after a long while he said awkwardly, "Well... I can be invisible. You said before that we should not scare others when we go to catch the evil Buddha, so I used the invisibility technique. People there can't see me at all. I can also use the invisibility technique when eating."
Seeing him resisting so much, An Rugu felt a little curious. Thinking about the fact that his dragon form had shrunk after his strength was damaged, strange guesses popped up in her mind.
"Did your human form also turn into a child?"
Xiao Bailong was definitely not young, but she still felt a little guilty.
She actually let a dragon that looked like a child carry her around the country...
However, the little white dragon's beard fluttered without wind, and he refuted firmly: "Once the gods have an incarnation, their appearance usually does not change. I am not a child!"
An Rugu asked curiously: "Then why don't you want to change?"
The little white dragon swam around her again, its snow-white scales reflecting the moonlight, shining brightly. It waved its dragon claws, stirring up the wind and sand: "I look best like this now. I don't want to change into a human form."
An Rugu glanced at him a few times and nodded slightly.
Although she did not have a filter for dragons like Zhang Tianshi and the others, she had to admit that dragons were creatures that combined elegance, strength... and so on.
It can reach the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the sea. Although other mythical beasts are beautiful, they are not as comprehensive as the dragon.
As for why you don't want to transform into a human form...
Xiaobailong is so narcissistic, it is likely that his human form is not good-looking.
She had a guess in her mind, but she didn't say it out loud, so as not to hurt Xiao Bailong's self-esteem: "Then let's go."
The man and the dragon were ready to leave, but the little white dragon's motivation to come back was too strong, and the little zombie heard the sound.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she came out and saw the huge "white snake", she was so excited that she clapped her hands and said, "Snake, I thought you were angry, but I didn't expect you to come here to work anyway."
An Rugu: “…”
Little White Dragon: “…”
Before the little white dragon could get angry, An Rugu walked over to the little zombie and corrected him, "You are wrong. He is a dragon, not a snake. Don't call him that in the future."
Little zombie: “???”
The little zombie looked at the little white dragon, his worldview on the verge of being shattered, and he was dumbfounded: "But the dragons in books and on TV are all super big and can swallow a person in one bite. How can he be a dragon?"
The dragon she imagined should be able to block out the sun and the sky, and had nothing to do with this dragon that was not even as big as a python.
"His strength has been damaged, and now he's smaller."
When the little zombie heard the affirmative words, she raised her hand to cover her heart, as if she had met an idol who would die in the spotlight. She was overwhelmed by strong disappointment: "Why is this happening? Dragons are supposed to be majestic!"
Little White Dragon: “…”
Seeing that Xiao Bailong was getting angrier and angrier, An Rugu could only change the subject and ask her not to poke Xiao Bailong's lungs again: "Are you full after dinner? If not, go have another meal."
The little zombie had already eaten the meal made by Shang Yue in the evening, but who can refuse a snack?
Her attention was immediately diverted: "I want to eat!"
......
Nancheng is not a food desert, but a famous food capital. Traditional restaurants are divided into eight floors and one vegetarian restaurant. Wanhelou, Qingfenglou, Weihailou... Among them, Wanhelou is the most famous and has received many foreign guests.
The restaurant has chefs of Sichuan cuisine, Anhui cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, etc. If you want to try the eight major cuisines, Wanhelou is the best.
A man, a zombie and a dragon came to the hotel.
Xiaobailong used a spell of invisibility, so only the two people traveling with him could see him. The people around him only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and they looked left and right but couldn't find anyone.
The three of them came to the magnificent box and found a seat to sit down.
The little white dragon was very concerned about the loss of his strength, and was also called a snake. He was very dissatisfied and sat in his seat angrily without saying a word.
But soon he had no time to pay attention to this little thing.
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Many waiters came in carrying dishes.
Braised prawns, roast suckling pig, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, squirrel mandarin fish, beggar's chicken, Dongpo pork, steamed cured meat, Dong'an chicken...a wide variety of dishes filled the entire table.
The leading waiter was a little surprised. For two people to eat so much, and one of them was a child, it was too extravagant.
She then said to An Rugu, "If you can't finish it, we can pack it up."
"Yes, thank you." An Rugu nodded and said, "I'll find you when I need you."
Naturally, she and the little zombie couldn't eat so much, and these dishes were mainly ordered for the invisible dragon.
After all, it was the first meal to entertain the gods, so it had to be grand and respectful. Otherwise, it would not be in line with the etiquette of hospitality. And Xiao Bailong was going to work for her soon, so she couldn't treat him badly.
But there are too many dishes, I'm afraid he won't be able to finish them all, so I'll pack them up later.
After the waiter left, she looked up at the little white dragon with a straight look in his eyes: "What do you say? Are you satisfied?"
There were eight kinds of meat and eight kinds of vegetables on the table, eight kinds of cold dishes and eight kinds of hot dishes, stir-fried dishes, boiled dishes, and braised dishes.
The dish embodies the chef's half-life wisdom, and is colorful, fragrant and delicious. As soon as it is served, it is like a splendid feast that easily grabs everyone's attention.
The fragrance explodes in the air like a bomb, making people drool.
Not only the little white dragon, but all the little zombies stared with their eyes wide open.
Under the table, the little white dragon's tail swayed subconsciously, almost like a fan, but he didn't show any emotion on his face, and modestly: "It's just barely acceptable. Whether it's flashy or not, we have to try it again to see."
"Then let's eat."
The little white dragon fumbled with the use of the tableware for a while and quickly mastered the trick. He held two chopsticks in his delicate dragon claws and reached out to the most eye-catching Dongpo pork.
After the Dongpo pork is steamed, the fat seeps into the meat, making it more tender and mellow red in color.
When you take a bite, it is crispy, soft and glutinous, fat but not greasy, with a hint of mellow wine aroma. You will never forget it after one taste.
Little White Dragon: “!!!”
His eyes widened. Compared with this Dongpo pork, the offerings he had enjoyed before could be considered a farce.
He was in a trance, and a strange idea came to his mind. Waking up and traveling to a thousand years later didn't seem like a bad thing.
An Rugu asked the little zombie to eat as well. As if she had thought of something, she rubbed her hair and said in a low voice, "He will also come to work here in the future. Although ignorance is not a crime, he should still apologize."
She didn't have high expectations for the little zombie, but at least he had to be polite.
And she did this not only for the little white dragon, but also for the little zombie. If you offend the gods, you will not get any good results.
The little zombie stared straight at the eight-treasure chicken in front of him, put away his chopsticks, and hummed obediently: "I know, I apologize now."
An Rugu felt relieved, but at this moment, her cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Mr. Sun from the Special Management Bureau.
She then stood up, opened the door of the box, and went outside to answer the phone.
Mr. Sun was puzzled: "We went to Foxin Village and rescued all the children, but we couldn't find the evil Buddha that appeared in your live broadcast. We don't know where he ran off to. He has done so many evil things, and we don't know how big a mess he will cause."
An Rugu: "...He should be in the underworld now."
Mr. Sun: “???”
"It's only been half a day, how did you get to Changshou Village?"
Is this Miss An powerful enough to fly?
"It was the Dragon God who did it."
"oh oh."
Mr. Sun suddenly understood, and after he came to his senses, he felt mixed emotions.
They had asked Xiao Bailong if he wanted to serve the country, but he lazily refused. Now he is helping An Rugu deal with things. Not only that, the two star gods were also determined to follow her to work.
Even though she was very powerful, she was only a human being after all, yet she could get three gods to do things for her... It was really enviable.
An Rugu was concerned about the children: "How are those children doing?"
"We gave them a physical examination and found that they were just malnourished, no major problems. As for their psychological problems, we are also arranging for someone to provide psychological counseling."
"That's good."
Seeing how much she cared about the children, Mr. Sun said with emotion: "Most of those children were taken home by their families, except for one child, who was very pitiful. We initially planned to send him to an orphanage and then find a reliable family to adopt him."
"But he experienced such a mysterious thing when he was a child, and his personality is a bit strange. I don't know if he can integrate into society smoothly in the future."
"By the way, you also have a zombie there, can you take him in?"
An Rugu asked curiously: "Strange personality? Why is it strange?"
Could it be that he has been locked up for too long and has developed psychological problems?
"I used the word strange as a compliment." Mr. Sun recalled for a while and said, "I heard from colleagues that he seemed to be a dedicated person. He was reluctant to eat the food sent by the villagers and gave a lot of it to others. He only ate vegetarian dishes and was seriously malnourished. I heard that he also taught the children to read and write all day long."
An Rugu thought thoughtfully: "It's not a bad thing to be so kind."
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Mr. Sun was filled with emotion: "Kindness is a good thing, but being too kind is a bit strange. He was reluctant to step on even an ant when he walked. When we rescued him, he kept talking to the Buddha statue, asking him to be kind."
"That evil spirit said he was a Buddha. I found it a little funny. This eight-year-old child is more like a Buddha."
An Rugu fell into deep thought. This child was quite interesting. Perhaps he was related to the evil Buddha's goal. So he agreed: "We have a lot of places to stay here. You can send him over."
In order to provide accommodation for the increasing number of employees, she arranged to build dormitories in Tianle Amusement Park, which were as luxurious as star-rated hotels, otherwise the two gods might not be willing to live there.
After the communication, An Rugu hung up the phone, walked to the door of the box, opened the door, and saw the little zombie with a confused look on his face.
She sat in her seat, staring blankly at the table, her chopsticks suspended in mid-air, her mind wandering, absent-minded, and completely out of her mind.
An Rugu walked up to her and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes swept across the table and her pupils shrank slightly.
Eight meat dishes, eight vegetarian dishes, and four soups...more than twenty plates were spotless and shiny, as clean as if they had been washed with water.
Even the fruit plate and side dishes were eaten up.
The little zombie stared blankly at the empty plate in front of him, motionless.
After An Rugu left, she was about to apologize to Xiao Bailong and then eat the Eight Treasure Chicken that she had set her eyes on.
However, before she could open her mouth, the Eight Treasure Chicken in front of her was swept away by the wind, and even the soup was not left. When she reacted, the dishes on the table were half empty.
She didn't bother to apologize, but picked up the chopsticks and frantically grabbed the food, but she was always a step slow and could only watch the delicious food slip away from her mouth.
When she heard An Rugu's voice, the confusion on her face disappeared. She hugged her legs and cried, "Sister, he didn't leave me any food!"
The delicious Eight Treasure Chicken went into his mouth without him spitting out a single bone.
Her good impression of Long suddenly disappeared. He was so evil! How could there be such a bad person in the world!
An Rugu: “…”
The little white dragon sat upright in his seat with his snow-white claws on his abdomen. His originally shriveled belly was now much fuller and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.
He felt a little guilty when he heard the little zombie crying. He didn't do it on purpose, he just ate it all without noticing.
But on second thought, who told the little zombie to speak rudely? Shouldn't the child be allowed to speak casually?
Serves you right! He is not someone you can easily mess with!
He then said in a serious tone, "She said she was treating me to a meal today, and you were just a by-product. Why are you crying? You're so noisy."
The little zombie cried even louder when he heard that, and subconsciously hugged An Rugu's thighs tightly, looking for a sense of security. The filter of the Dragon God in his heart was completely shattered.
Her friend Wei Yu would even share food with her. How could a great god bully others like this?
The most important thing is, he was trying to steal her sister. I have never seen such a bad person!
An Rugu: “…”
She immediately looked at Xiao Bailong and doubted his age. Why was he trying to snatch food from a four-year-old child?
Xiao Bailong avoided her gaze and didn't dare to look her in the eye.
She had no experience in coaxing children, so she could only rub her head and comfort her: "I'll pack some food for you to take back."
The little zombie seldom cried, so he was quickly comforted and agreed with tears in his eyes.
However, Xiao Bailong followed closely behind: "I want to eat too!"
"You're not full yet?" An Rugu asked in surprise, "Is this really what you like?"
The little white dragon was confident of his status and said calmly, "It's barely edible, but I've been hungry for so long, my stomach is a little empty."
An Rugu looked at the sauce that had not been wiped clean from the corners of his mouth: "..."
Seeing her staring at him for a long time without saying anything, the little white dragon thought that she didn't have enough money, so he suddenly produced many sparkling gems from his claws and threw them on the table: "Can't I buy them?"
So, An Rugu bought a lot of vegetables at Wanhe Building.
When they were leaving, many waiters couldn't help but cast strange glances at them.
I thought they wouldn't be able to finish the whole table, but I didn't expect them to eat it all and even pack up so much.
My goodness, are An Rugu and the little zombie’s stomachs connected to another dimension?
The three returned to Izumo-kō Temple.
An Rugu, who was inexplicably blamed, felt unusually embarrassed when she thought of the waiter's look.
She turned to look at Xiaobailong who was still eating and fell into deep silence.
It’s better to order takeout and go out less in the future.
The little white dragon was completely unaware, and his movements were graceful and full of charm. The lunch boxes were stacked up one after another, almost forming a small mountain.
With this appetite, I wonder if the allowance given to him by the state is enough for him to eat.
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As the year draws to a close, the south city is getting colder and colder. A few days ago, there was a heavy snowfall. The cold penetrated the bones and made people shrink their hands and feet. However, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of the tourists.
The haunted house and monster house at Tianle Amusement Park were flooded with tourists as soon as they opened.
The Izumo Temple was even more crowded, with many people coming to burn incense or buy talismans. Although it is a small Taoist temple, the incense is so prosperous that it surpasses many well-known Taoist temples in the country.
Izumo-kan, on its own, draws traffic to the entire village.
After practicing for a whole morning, An Rugu took a broom and personally swept the snow on the ground. The broom swept gently, and the white snow made a rustling sound.
Others find winter bitterly cold and can list many inconveniences, but she prefers winter because the cold can make her more sober.
When I first saw snow when I was a child, I sat under the eaves and watched it for a long time. The pure white seemed to purify all the filth in the world and made me feel very close to it.
On the day when the ice and snow began to melt, people from the Special Management Bureau brought Wei Zining, the child rescued from Foxin Village, over.
After the relevant personnel left, Wei Zining was not afraid of strangers and was the first to break the silence: "Sister, hello, I am Wei Zining."
He was taller than his peers, with good facial features. His complexion was very pale due to not seeing the sun for many years, but he looked very energetic, with a calm look between his eyebrows, and he spoke slowly and steadily.
More like a mature adult than a child.
"How old are you?"
Wei Zining didn't know how old he was, and said uncertainly: "I should be eight years old this year."
Earlier, the King of Hell had sent a message that the evil demon had revealed many things after being tortured. It turned out that he was looking for a Buddhist disciple because of a prophecy, hoping to devour the Buddhist disciple and eventually become a Buddha.
The one he was most concerned about was an orphan, Wei Zining. However, when a Buddhist child came to the world, he would definitely show a miraculous color. It was impossible for him to be manipulated and live in a dark cell all day.
So he was not sure and just kept watching.
An Rugu looked at his face and raised his hand to calculate for a while. He was indeed eight years old, with many Huagai in his horoscope, which meant he had a good affinity with Buddhism.
She was at her ease, looking at the seemingly ordinary child in front of her. She felt that something was amiss, so she asked tentatively, "Are you a Buddhist?"
Wei Zining clasped his hands together and bowed to An Rugu. He looked very calm, as if he was talking about the weather. "I don't deserve the title of a Buddhist disciple. I am just an ordinary human being now."
An Rugu: “…”
She was just asking tentatively, but she didn't expect that he was really a Buddhist!
If the evil Buddha were here, he would probably be shocked. It turns out that the Buddha's son that he could not find was born long ago and had always been in front of him.
"When did you awaken?"
Wei Zining's expression was neither sad nor happy: "Not long after birth."
An Rugu was a little curious: "Then why don't you come out of that place?"
Wei Zining said frankly: "I don't have the ability to get rid of his control now. If I am exposed, I will probably be skinned and tortured."
An Rugu looked at the boy standing upright and nodded slightly: "Your choice is very wise. His ability is very strange, and he has big plans for you. Once exposed, you will be dead... Then why did you tell me?"
Wei Zining smiled: "I can tell who is good and who is evil. You saved me and I can't thank you enough. Why do you have to hide it?"
Moreover... the golden light of her merits was dazzling.
If such a person would harm him, then no one would not harm him.
An Rugu raised his eyebrows. This Buddhist was quite knowledgeable and tactful. "May I ask why you reincarnated?"
The two star gods came down to earth to save themselves, so this Buddha's son must also have a purpose in coming down to earth.
Wei Ziming paused for a moment when he heard this: "In fact, reincarnation often leaves no memory at all. I only know that I am a Buddhist. As for why I came here, I don't know. Perhaps it is to save all living beings."
When he said this, he was filled with emotion and he held his bag tightly. It was a luggage bag prepared for him by the people from the Special Management Bureau, and it contained the necessities of life.
"Donor, actually I came here this time to thank you for saving me from the evil hands, and then to say goodbye to you. I should do what I should do."
"To help people become good?"
Wei Zining nodded deeply, his eyes full of expectations for the future: "The world has been difficult since ancient times. I want to save all living beings and let them convert to Buddhism. Giving alms, speaking kind words, doing good deeds... Let fate guide them step by step, and let them benefit from the Dharma."
He bowed deeply to An Rugu, then carried his bag on his back. His slightly frail body due to malnutrition was full of energy.
Times are tough and all living beings are waiting for him to save them.
"Wait, do you have a missionary license?"
Wei Zining: “?”
"What is a missionary license? Do you need a license for this?"
An Rugu took out his phone and opened the regulations: "Without the approval of the religious department, religious clergy cannot carry out missionary activities outside of religious places."
"So, your wish to save all sentient beings may not work now. Don't get arrested."
Wei Zining: “???”
She looked at the eight-year-old Buddhist child and thought of the little zombie, so she said, "Besides, you are of school age. If you don't go to school, you will become illiterate. You can't escape the nine-year compulsory education."
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