Chapter 875: This Benefactor, the Poor Monk Is Straight!

"Alas, donor, you're naughty again. ”

Tang Seng sighed, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the flower stem.

"Female donor, although you are a demon, you are also a demon born, and you are also a life, let the poor monk invite me to Buddha to cross you. ”

“%¥%......%...... &......”

Tang Seng suddenly closed his eyes and quickly read the scriptures, and golden Sanskrit words came out of his mouth and hit the body of the flower stem.

"No, I don't, I don't want to let go, I don't !!"

The flower stem struggled violently, but it couldn't get out of Tang Seng's palm at all, as if it was weakened by the influence of Sanskrit.

Tang Seng didn't raise his eyelids, and read quickly.

Gradually, the struggle of the flower stem became weaker and weaker, and the sound became quieter and quieter.

“¥#%¥%......%¥”

Tang Seng's tone became faster and faster, more and more Sanskrit, and the flower stem trembled slightly and rapidly.

Suddenly, the flower stem seemed to be high tide, trembled a few times, suddenly stopped, the whole flower stem fell to the ground softly, and then the dark green flower stem began to wither.

"Amitabha, good and good, female benefactor, I wish you to find a good family. ”

Tang Seng gave a Buddha horn and slowly stood up. Looking up at the sky, it was as if I saw the spirit of the enchantress ascend to heaven.

At this time, the flower stems have completely withered and lost all their vitality.

"Dead?"

Ximen Hao walked over and asked.

"Amitabha, she has died a long time ago, but her soul is unwilling and doesn't want to be reincarnated, so she will stay here and harm others. Donor, the poor monk's business is done, it's time to go back and recite the scriptures. ”

Tang Seng saluted and was about to leave.

"No, isn't there time for this? Talk about ten dollars. So, when I have dug up the body and taken the godhead, you will leave. ”

How could Ximen Hao let Tang Seng leave! This chattering bald donkey really has a hand in dealing with dead people.

When Tang Seng heard Ximen Hao's words, his face suddenly changed:

"Amitabha, sin and sin! Donor, digging up people's corpses will be struck by lightning. ”

"I'll split your sister! Donkey donkey! Listen to me, you can't leave until the time!"

Ximen Hao showed his fangs and grabbed Tang Seng's neck, which can be regarded as bullying an honest man.

Tang Seng's face changed again, and he said in surprise:

"What are you going to do? I'll tell you! My big apprentice ......."

"Your eldest apprentice, Sun Wukong, defeated the Buddha, the Monkey King of the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, and the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, right?"

Ximen Hao interrupted Tang Seng, which was more detailed than the other party's introduction.

"You...... How do you know in such detail?"

Tang Seng simply beeped the dog!

For example, your second apprentice Zhu Bajie, who teased Chang'e and became a pig demon, and your third apprentice, Sha Wujing, used to be a general of the shutter. Oh yes, I'm most familiar with your other apprentice, the little white dragon! Hey, is that wave dragon okay?"

Ximen Hao looked at Tang Seng with a smile, and said secretly: Fortunately, Hao Ye reads Journey to the West once a year.

"Little White Dragon, don't mention that prodigal goods! It's not appropriate to put a good Eight Heavenly Dragons! If you have to go to Lang, no one can see it now!"

When Tang Seng heard the little white dragon, he was immediately angry, and forgot to ask Ximen Hao why he knew so much.

"Hehe! The bullshit of the eight heavenly dragons, isn't it just a decoration coiled on the pillar! Shabi just went! Walked the bald donkey, followed Hao Ye to dig up the corpse of the god, and I still need your help if I cheat the corpse." ”

Ximen Hao put his arm around Tang Seng's shoulders and walked towards the place where the corpse of the god was buried.

The enchantress said just now, she is a superior god, a superior god!

I have to say that Ximenhao's luck is simply against the sky.

"That...... Xiao Ji, is that a god?"

Blood Rose was a little suspicious, it seemed that god, she was very afraid of Ximen Hao, and she didn't understand a word of the conversation between the two just now.

"This ...... Possible...... yes......"

Ji Wuzhi is not sure of any illness.

"The gods invited by the master are not very reliable, what's so strange? The big dragon is gone, go and dig up the corpse!"

After all, the demon lin is not from this place, so it is not unusual.

"I'm not going! That guy is so nagging!"

The earth dragon clutched his head and took a few steps back, fed up with the guy.

"Hmm, you're not going?

Morin looked at the others.

"I'll go!"

Wuyan said and walked straight to Ximen Hao.

"I'll go check it out too, Blood Girl, you should be on guard with Dalong. ”

Ji Wuxi was very curious, what the corpse of this goddess looked like.

"I ...... Alright!"

Blood Rose originally wanted to go, not to see the god corpse, because she had seen it, but to stay away from the Earth Dragon.

"Molin! Hurry up!

Ximen Hao had already taken out the Emperor Slaughter at this time and began to dig the scorched ground.

Molin also rushed forward, took out the black knife, and began to help, and even Wuyan took out a knife and began to dig.

Ji Wuxi, a lazy person, looked curiously at Tang Seng who was closing his eyes, pinching the Buddha's fingers, and sin vigorously.

"This benefactor, what do you think the poor monk does? Although you are very beautiful, the poor monk is straight, and the poor monk cannot break the vows...... Amitabha, this benefactor, you don't want to ...... poor monks."

Tang Seng suddenly flashed to the side, and looked at Ji Wuxian with some fear.

Ji Wuxi was stunned at first, and then reacted, as if he had been stepped on by the tail:

"I'm Nima, I'm straight, too! What do you think? By the way, if I'm not mistaken, you're religious, right?"

"Amitabha, good and good, the poor monk believes in my Buddha, worships the Buddha, and has to be disciplined by the rules, so this donor, don't have any thoughts about the poor monk. Men and women, there will be no good results. ”

Tang Seng didn't know if he was bad with Xiao Bailong or what he did, so he scolded Ji Wu's mother for a while.

"Damn! I'm straight! I'm straight! I like women!"

Ji Wuxian was angry, if he hadn't seen that the other party was invited by Ximen Hao, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Whew...... That's good, that's good, this donor's surname?"

Tang Seng walked to Ji Wuxi's side again.

"The surname is Ji, the name is not sick, what about Brother Tai?"

Ji Wuxian asked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's surname is Tang Xuanzang, and the law name is Sanzang. Buddha name: Zhantan merit Buddha, some people call the poor monk Tang monk. ”

"!"

Ji Wuxian was instantly collapsed by Tang Seng's series of names.

"What is it? Please ask the donor to solve your doubts. ”

Tang Seng saluted.

"Oh my God, Your Majesty, I'll dig it for you!"

Ji Wuxian jumped directly into the pit dug by Ximen Hao and others, and he didn't need anything, he directly gouged it up with his hands, obviously messed up by Tang Seng.

Ximen Hao and the others hurriedly stopped, afraid of hurting Ji Wu's illness.

Suddenly, Ji Wuxian, who was like a gopher, stopped, his arm slowly raised, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

A small hand as white as jade, but with long nails.

"Whew!"

Ji Wuxian seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and ran out directly, like a monkey in the air.

(End of chapter)