Zhang Meng secretly gritted her teeth and cursed the snake in her heart.
Nie Junyou, with a smug smile on his face, was about to kiss her lips when suddenly a snake head with tongue spitting out appeared in front of him, "Snake, snake."
He was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly. In panic, his legs accidentally crossed together and he fell flat on his face.
The little white snake then cleverly turned its head and looked towards Zhang Meng, as if it was asking for credit from her.
Zhang Meng's face darkened. She rudely pulled out the remaining half of the snake's body and threw it on the ground. "Stinky snake."
Seeing Nie Junyou falling with his face covered in mud, Zhang Meng gritted his teeth, strode forward and kicked him several times, cursing as he kicked, "Shameless bastard, I'll kick you to death, kick you to death."
"Ouch, ouch." Nie Junyou curled up in pain and screamed.
Zhang Meng was almost tired of kicking, so he put away his precious feet, snorted, and turned away without checking whether he was dead or not.
The little white snake on the ground had an innocent look on its face, and quickly moved its little body to catch up.
The man and the snake had just walked in. "Why are you following me back? Go find your new owner, you stinky snake."
Zhang Meng felt angry when she looked at the stinky snake and thought that she almost let it die without saving it.
The little white snake was still blinking its small green eyes, raising its head and looking at Zhang Meng with an innocent expression.
"Go away. I don't want you here anymore. Go back to your stone box or find someone else. Anyway, I don't want you here anymore. Go away."
Zhang Meng pointed towards the door angrily.
After a long time, the little white snake suddenly started to spit out its tongue more and more frequently, its tail was wagging around, and it was breathing heavily from its little mouth.
Zhang Meng was stunned at first, but soon guessed what this guy meant by this action.
"Oh, you are still angry. I should be angry, don't you know that you and I were almost killed by that man? I begged you to come out, but you didn't come out and you even negotiated conditions with me. Do you have a conscience? Otherwise, if I lend you my neck as a nest, you would have been wandering outside long ago." Zhang Meng was still not satisfied after saying that, so she pointed at the snake's head with her hand.
"Is this a white dragon, the legendary white dragon?" Monk Jingchen had stood at the door at some point, staring at the little white snake in front of Zhang Meng with wide eyes in disbelief.
Zhang Meng glanced at him, then glanced in his direction. The corners of her mouth twitched immediately. White dragon? This little white snake was at most a rat snake. How could it look like a white dragon?
However, Zhang Meng, who was completely blinded by anger at this time, had long forgotten the scene of the little white snake growing bigger.
"Master Jingchen, you're dazzled. This isn't a white dragon. It's at most a small rat snake, and a colorful one at that. I won't tell you anything more. I'll throw it out first."
Without waiting for Monk Jingchen to speak, Zhang Meng picked up the little white snake with its tongue spitting out, turned around and threw it out of the door, then closed the door and went back to the house cruelly.
Monk Jingchen, who had caught up with her, looked at her empty hands and asked anxiously, "Where is the little white dragon? Where did it go?"
"Throw it away." Zhang Meng pointed outside.
Monk Jingchen reached out and tapped her, sighed, and cursed, "You spendthrift child." After cursing, he turned around and ran out.
Watching Monk Jingchen hurriedly running out, Zhang Meng touched his nose and wondered, "Could that little white snake really be the Little White Dragon?"
"Prodigal girl, where did you throw the little white dragon?" At this time, Monk Jingchen, who didn't find the little white snake, hurried back and asked.
Zhang Meng walked to the door and pointed, "Just throw it here."
When she looked closely, she found that the little white snake she had thrown at the door had already left, and there were only a few piles of chicken droppings on the ground.
"Gone!" Zhang Meng felt indescribable in her heart. She thought that this little white snake had recognized her as its master just like the soul-eating insect. Now it seems that this little white snake only regarded her as a nest for it to live in.
"Gone! How could it be gone? This thing has only appeared in books. If I hadn't studied it before, I wouldn't be able to recognize it at first glance. I haven't even taken a good look at it yet, how could it be gone? What a pity."
Monk Jingchen pounded his chest and said with regret. Zhang Meng was feeling depressed. She gave the place to Monk Jingchen and turned back to the house.
In the evening, Huang Qingtian came down from the mountain and lay obediently under the table, eating the food prepared by Grandma Zhang.
At the table, the sounds of Grandma Zhang and Monk Jingchen were still arguing.
At this moment, a sound similar to the bleating of a sheep suddenly came from the Zhang family's yard.
"Is there anyone raising sheep next door to our house? We heard the sound of sheep bleating." Zhang Meng put down his bowl and chopsticks, looked at Grandma Zhang and asked.
Grandma Zhang put down her chopsticks and listened for a while. She also heard the sheep's cry and frowned. "That's impossible. The Lehu family next door is the poorest family in our village. How could they afford to raise such a sheep?"
"As for the other side, this person is living and eating in our house, so it's even more impossible." Grandma Zhang glanced unhappily at Monk Jingchen who had finished another bowl of rice.
When Monk Jingchen saw Grandma Zhang looking at him, he grinned with his white teeth and said, "I'll be full after eating one more bowl."
Grandma Zhang shook her head and soon heard the sheep's cry again. "No, Meng'er, why do I feel like the sound is coming from our yard?"
Zhang Meng immediately looked down at Huang Qingtian who was eating chicken. Huang Qingtian, who was chewing on a chicken nugget, almost choked to death when she saw him like that. He strained his neck for a long time before swallowing the chicken nugget.
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