Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Giving the storage bag to Bai Yuming is the best decision and the worst decision.

Bai Yuming did not let go of his hand again, but Bai Yuming also started the mode of crazy buying.

The clay figurines here are fun, and the money is squeezed according to their appearance. The children's hairpins and hairpins over there are exquisite, and Bai Yuming has to give Mo Shulin two for everything. There were also those children crying and yelling and pulling the pottery ball, rattle, bamboo trumpet, cloth tiger that their parents must buy... Bai Yuming came to Mo Shulin for everything.

It was the first time that Mo Shulin received a gift with a frown.

"This lantern is so delicate. The rabbit is so beautiful." Bai Yuming's eyes glowed, and he pulled Mo Shulin closer to the next stall.

"Hmm." Mo Shulin replied out of anger.

At least this lantern is not a children's toy.

"You also think this looks good, right, such a delicate lantern actually only costs a tael of silver. Auntie, please give me two rabbit lanterns, one for each." Mo Shulin didn't respond yet. At that time, Bai Yuming paid the money quickly.

Mo Shulin: "..."

With a fairy rabbit embracing the moon lantern in his hand, Mo Shulin finally did not speak.

It's no wonder that Bai Yuming feels cheap, but Xianfan itself has a different price.

A low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for four hundred taels of gold, which is four thousand taels of silver. Even if Bai Yuming bought the lantern for the whole stall, he couldn't consume a low-grade spirit stone. The cultivator lives in a mortal town, no matter how poor he is, he is a rich man.

But the things of mortals wear out quickly, the items do not contain spiritual energy, and they are not helpful to cultivation.

Therefore, in Mo Shulin's eyes, Bai Yuming was stuffing him with trash.

Bai Yuming, who was carrying a rabbit and a mooncake lantern, pulled Mo Shulin to the stall, "I haven't played this for a long time. Do you play Xiaoshushu?"

Mo Shulin was indifferent, "Don't play. Master, please play."

This is a child's stuff, and he is not a child.

"That's it. Then you can help me see things." Bai Yuming didn't hear Mo Shulin's retreat, and put the lantern he was carrying into Mo Shulin's hand.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin couldn't help but wonder, how old is Bai Yuming?

"Uncle, give me thirty laps." Bai Yuming neatly gave ten cents at the price of three laps written on the paper.

After receiving the bamboo ring from Uncle, Bai Yuming found that he had no hands.

He held Mo Shulin with one hand, and with the other hand he wanted to loop. There were crowded people around him, and he didn't even have a place to put the circle on the ground.

Looking around, Bai Yuming found a very convenient place, "Come on, let Master put it away first, and you will get a share of the good stuff later."

Before Mo Shulin could react, there were 30 more circles on his neck.

Mo Shulin: "..."

He definitely had water in his mind just now, and he felt that he would lose all his colors when he lost Bai Yuming.

All the embarrassment and annoyance in his life were clearly brought to him by Bai Yuming.

To say that Duanmu Jinyan is his natural nemesis, Bai Yuming is definitely wrong!

Bai Yuming Middle and High School often played loops with friends, not very good, but ten can always fit one.

Today is different, Bai Yuming is completely hit with 100 shots, 30 laps and 30 complete sets, and even the most difficult prizes of the booth are set for him.

"Did you see it? Did you see it! I'm all in!" Bai Yuming was dumbfounded.

Bai Yuming couldn't believe that he was so powerful.

I can't be so happy.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mahayana practitioners have been strengthened in all aspects of the body. Bai Yuming is a matter of course, but it is strange that it is not.

The stall owner, Uncle, lost money and was very unhappy. But he also saw that Bai Yuming was a cultivator, not an existence that mortals like him could afford. The stall owner's uncle pleased to pack the things thrown in the white jade tea.

Bai Yuming looked at a place full of ugly and cheap things, and suddenly didn't like it that much.

Sure enough, the quantitative change produced a qualitative change.

It's totally different from the feeling of trying to throw one piece.

"Little books, or you can pick them up." Bai Yuming said.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin said rejection on his face, but turned to Bai Yuming's eyes with gentleness and domineering...

"Just the little rabbit puppet." Mo Shulin could only point to the indescribable ugly puppet.

White cloth, round body, and two short rabbit ears are the only way to distinguish. The sewed facial features are crooked. Also wearing floral clothes, very rustic.

Compared to other things, this thing at least looks like a rabbit.

From the time the entire stall was cleared to only one piece, the stall owner, Uncle Uncle, was afraid that Mo Shulin would repent, and hurriedly offered the things with both hands, exaggerating Mo Shulin's vision.

"Ah. What an ugly white mouse." Bai Yuming firmly refused to admit that it was a rabbit.

Mo Shulin: "...Hmm."

Holding the puppet, Mo Shulin pretended not to know Bai Yuming's naive behavior of referring to rabbits as rats.

"Put it in." Bai Yuming couldn't stand the ugly rabbit, so he simply returned the storage bag to Mo Shulin.

"No. I just hold it." Mo Shulin stuffed the storage bag back into Bai Yuming's hand. He deliberately held this ugly rabbit to Bai Yuming, so that Bai Yuming would not always bring garbage to Yuexue Peak.

Bai Yuming: "..."

Looking at the ugly rabbit in Mo Shulin's arms, Bai Yuming's desire to buy plummeted.

But if you don’t go to Yuexuefeng to buy things, there are countless delicious foods along the way.

"The color of the candied haws is so good, come, we must have a little book." Bai Yuming said and bought two bunches of candied haws.

As soon as one string was inserted into Mo Shulin's hands, the other string had already entered Bai Yuming's mouth.

I ate two pieces of Bai Yuming and did not forget to comment: "This taste is much better than what I used to eat."

The plants of the Cultivator Continent grow in aura, even ordinary fruit trees are more delicious.

Mo Shulin: "..."

to make.

During the Spring Festival, something good should be eaten. At least these things are gone after entering the stomach, so there is no need to bring Yue Xuefeng back to be an eye-catcher.

The fat rabbit demon who said nothing came out, played happily than anyone else.

Throughout the afternoon, Mo Shulin was dragged by Bai Yuming to eat countless foods, and gathered several juggling stalls. Bai Yuming almost signed up to participate in the Spirit Pet Big Stomach King competition. If it weren't for Mo Shulin's timely pull, Bai Yuming would find a place to turn back into a rabbit.

Mo Shulin thought he would spend the day with Bai Yuming in this way, but he didn't want his stomach hurt when the sun was about to set.

Bai Yuming hurriedly took Mo Shulin to the nearest medical clinic.

When the doctor saw that Bai Yuming was a cultivator, he was still a little frustrated, for fear that his medical skills would not be good enough to cure people.

After getting the pulse and asking a few questions, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "Children, the food is too mixed. It’s fine to have a diarrhea. I will prescribe some medicine, let Yaotong decoct it, and wait until the baby is Come out of the hut, drink it to cure the illness."

Mo Shulin: "..."

He has forgotten that he is only now in the Qi refining period, and he hasn't bigu, so he is not much different from ordinary people.

The doctor said to Bai Yuming, "Even in the Spring Festival, the child shouldn't be indulged. You still have to control it. The child has a weak stomach. Just a bite or two of delicious food is enough. Don't be greedy."

"Yes. Don't worry, the doctor, I will definitely look after him and don't let him eat indiscriminately." Bai Yuming's face was full of embarrassment, remembering that he had stuffed so many things for Mo Shulin just now.

Mo Shulin: "..."

It must have been water in his mind that Bai Yuming was indispensable in his life.

Mo Shulin was furious and went into the hut in the backyard of the hospital with his stomach. Bai Yuming hurriedly followed and stuffed the storage bag into Mo Shulin's arms.

Seeing the storage bag in his arms, Mo Shulin suddenly lost his breath, and a sense of fear reappeared, for fear that Bai Yuming would have the opportunity to turn around and leave.

He knew that Bai Yuming wanted to leave, and this storage bag was useless at all. But Mo Shulin subconsciously wanted to use any available means to keep Bai Yuming by his side.

"I stuffed some toilet paper inside, you use it boldly, don't save it. I'll wait for you outside." Bai Yuming left a few words and walked away quickly.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin also clearly saw Bai Yuming rubbing his nose subconsciously.

He must be a fool who was uncomfortable just now.

Mo Shulin pinched the storage bag and entered the cottage.

He can be sure that Bai Yuming is his natural nemesis.

After finally emptied his stomach, Mo Shulin stepped on two soft legs and found the wing room that the doctor specially vacated for him to rest. Pushing open the door of the wing room, the aroma of various foods came out, and Bai Yuming was eating a chicken that I didn't know where to buy.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Mo Shulin entered the room with his front feet, and the medicine boy carried the medicine in with his hind feet.

Seeing the steaming bitter medicine in front of him, and seeing the white jade tea sitting next to a piece of red bean cake, Mo Shulin couldn't tell.

Meeting Mo Shulin's sad eyes, Bai Yuming did not forget to show a bright smile, "It's not that I won't give you food, your stomach can't stand it."

Mo Shulin almost didn't catch his breath.

Bai Yuming was absolutely wrong. Duanmu Jinyan is not his nemesis, Bai Yuming is.

Mo Shulin, who originally felt that there was no discomfort after diarrhea, was finally lying on the bed with anger when Bai Yuming started to eat wonton noodles.

He couldn't sleep because of the smell of wonton in his breath.

He couldn't sleep because of a whiffy voice in his ears.

After Mo Shulin found that Bai Yuming took out another bittern from the storage bag, he couldn't help but said: "Master, I can't sleep."

The taste of the food is too fragrant.

No wonder the fat rabbit Ji can be so fat, he has never stopped eating.

Bai Yuming thought of the children who could not sleep, and asked, "Does Xiaoshushu want to hear bedtime stories?"

Mo Shulin felt that he was playing the piano to rabbits, but he thought that Bai Yuming's mouth would be used to tell stories and he would have no time to eat, so he nodded, "Well. I want to hear Master tell stories."

Bai Yuming pulled the stool to Mo Shulin's bed, "Then I will tell you a story about gold and silver phones as a teacher."

"No." Mo Shulin refused mercilessly.

He just eats messy things and eats up his stomach, so he doesn't want to listen to the story of gold and silver.

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