A black wind swept over the mountain beams, and the night was heavy, and the wind had no shape.

"Almost, it should be far enough, stop. "There was a man's voice in the wind, full of air, but it was very gloomy because of the sound of the wind.

"Plop!"

The black wind solidified in the mountains and forests, turning into two human forms.

"Don't look at me like that, who would want to do this if you can?" Mo Xie looked back in the direction of the Gaojiazhuang Hotel with palpitations—he felt that the Gaojiazhuang Hotel was in that direction.

Just now, he felt that vague but terrifying aura from Miss Duan's body again, and his performance of slumping to the ground at that time was not entirely due to acting skills.

Zhu Gangguan looked at Mo Ye and didn't say anything, he really couldn't say anything, because at this moment his "voice actors" were still lying on the ground, and it seemed that they had a different kind of influence on them from the Gaojiazhuang Hotel.

"Alright, while it's not too late, let's officially start the game. "Mo Evil Dao.

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"Xuanzang, are you cool?" In the downtown area, the fat monk with a fat head and big ears and a wig looked at his apprentice, his face full of smiles.

"What?" The night had passed, but Chen Xuanzang was still in a trance as if he was sleepwalking.

Because Mo Ye's harmony with Miss Duan did not fight with Zhu Gangguan, the bridge section like "helping to hold down the blood on the chest and the acupoint" in the original work did not let Chen Xuanzang enjoy it, but the protagonist is the protagonist, and Chen Xuanzang, who was injured by Miss Duan by mistake, enjoyed the treatment of "being massaged to the acupoint to reduce swelling".

That's a real life-threatening treatment, in every sense of the word, but the whole process has to be mosaiced.

Chen Xuanzang said that he is still in a trance, and he doesn't remember how he got down the mountain later, how he found the town, and how he met his master.

Eight thousand miles of wind and moon.

"Are you pickling up girls?" the fat monk laughed badly.

"Master, what are you talking about, how can I pick up a girl?!" Although many things have become different, it seems that there is a master in the dark, and every line Chen Xuanzang said at this time is still the same as in the original version.

It's like a marionette.

"What do you think about things between men and women?" asked the fat monk.

"It's a little love between men and women, and it has nothing to do with me. I want to practice for the great love of the world. Chen Xuanzang said.

What a ruthless man, there is the sky above, there is a thick earth below, and there are many gods and ghosts in the middle, some things will not be limited to the degree of "only you know and I know" after they happen, at least the fat monk in front of him knows that Chen Xuanzang did not hold this kind of disappointing argument before entering the sage mode last night.

So he said a line that absolutely did not appear in the original work.

"Xuanzang, it's time for you to change your pants. The fat monk pointed to Chen Xuanzang's crotch, due to the initial heavy blow last night and the follow-up massage, Chen Xuanzang at this moment seemed to have a rolling pin between his legs. Many passers-by have pointed at Chen Xuanzang, but Chen Xuanzang's inner (soul) heart (not) is strong (guarding) the big (she), and has not made any statement about this.

"Why should I change my pants?" Chen Xuanzang followed the fat monk's instructions and cast his gaze under his crotch, but he raised his head after only one glance, and his face was not different.

The fat monk sighed, picked up the big stick that he took out of nowhere, and made a bulge on Chen Xuanzang's head with lightning speed.

"Drink!" seems to be the voice that is made in conjunction with this action, and this method is exactly "drink on the head".

"Pain, pain, pain!" Chen Xuanzang squatted down while covering his head, so that the strange scene in his crotch was covered, and suddenly the passers-by who had gathered on the side gradually dispersed.

"Master, why are you beating me?" Chen Xuanzang was puzzled.

"Because your practice hasn't reached home yet. The fat monk put away the stick, and as a replacement, he took out a braised goose leg out of nowhere, and in Chen Xuanzang's shocked eyes, he tore and swallowed the goose meat with a big gulp.

"Do you want to eat?" asked Chen Xuanzang while eating.

"I don't want to. Chen Xuanzang covered his head, his face full of pain, "Master, it's not good for you to do this, it's against the rules." ”

I really dare to say, who violated the rules last night?

The fat monk glared at Chen Xuanzang, but he understood that those who play Buddhism can't speak too clearly, and they must have Zen. So after eating half a goose leg, he said slowly: "I don't have a goose leg in my heart, so it's okay to eat it." You want to eat it in your heart, but you say you won't eat it, it's just a little bit. ”

The so-called Zen is to make people not understand it and then produce an unclear and unfathomable emotion and worship. But not everyone in this world will pay for this kind of thing, and when Yangchun Baixue meets the lower Riba people, most of them will find a cold reception.

"Goose legs are two pennies a piece!" Goose legs will not be created out of thin air, a female stall owner held a kitchen knife in one hand and grabbed the fat monk's clothes with the other, and the fat monk grabbed the goose leg from her stall casually The action was too elegant, and she actually reacted to collect money after staying for two or three moments.

"No money. The fat monk looked right.

"If you don't have the money, you still want to learn to eat goose legs?" The female stall owner didn't agree at the time, and her backhand was a slap in the face, and the fat monk's wig fell off.

"Run!" Chen Xuanzang was obviously used to seeing this situation, led by him, and the master and apprentice ran through the downtown like fish, and their skills were abnormal.

After a while, the master and apprentice ran into an alley, and at the bottom of the alley was the foothold of the master and apprentice, with a simple grass hut and graffiti all over the walls.

"Master...... You have created a new work?" Chen Xuanzang gasped and squatted on the ground, he didn't feel it when he ran, but after stopping this time, his crotch was really painful and itchy. He saw graffiti on the wall, which was still a little ink dry, and it was a monster with the head of a pig, carrying a nail rake and glaring at him.

"This is Zhu Gangguan, he was what you were looking for yesterday. The fat monk explained to Chen Xuanzang.

"But I'm a step too late. Chen Xuanzang looked down at the ground.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, Xuanzang, you're in the picture. Not long after being chased and slashed, the fat monk began to lose his tune again.

"Master, speak human words. Chen Xuanzang's head was full of black lines.

"Xuanzang, every time you subdue the demon, you can't catch up with the point, although you are late, you can't achieve the purpose of cultivation...... Well, I'll introduce you to a place, and you won't miss the opportunity again this time. The fat monk said solemnly.