"Hurry up, hurry up, the ploughing is still so slow, don't you have any strength at all? Hurry up! ”

A flame ornament on his forehead reflects Wu Yue's temperament like a little fairy, but this hand is holding a branch in the field to drive a few monks to drag the plow, no matter how you look at it, I don't want to be a little fairy. √ pineapple √ said

Wu Yue's approach is naturally not good, but who made her favored, Chen Mo directly sentenced these people to be punished after forcibly detaining them, and rested at sunrise and sunset every day, and handed over the hardest and most tiring work to them, as for whether it is suitable or not, it is not in his concern.

If Wu Yue, who was scared and cried, wants to retaliate, then let her take revenge, a little girl was scared and cried, and it is normal to retaliate, of course, in order to protect her, Cui Cai and Mo were specially asked to protect her earlier.

With these two people, looking at the eighteen stick monks, they naturally had no chance to escape, dragging the plow, and on the other hand, they were going to be humiliated by Wu Yue, and the eighteen stick monks were almost angry, but look at Cui Cai, who was weak like a scholar who stayed in the shade of the tree, and Mo Zaiti, who was almost integrated with the environment on the side, and would even forget if he didn't look carefully.

The Eighteen Stick Monks sighed and gave up the idea of escaping, they had already tried once before, and the reward was a whipping, plus three meals a day became two meals a day, and the dry ones became thin.

Cui Cai looked at the sky and felt that the time was almost up, so he shouted to Wu Yue: "Little junior sister, it's time for lunch, you're tired, come and eat don't get a tan, it won't be beautiful then, you guys, if you're happy to play with your little sister today, let's go have some lunch, remember that if you don't finish plowing these fifty acres of land today, don't think about resting!" ”

The difference between the front and back was like two people, and the eighteen stick monks secretly scolded the dog's legs in their hearts while putting down the climbing plow and going to eat.

Speaking of which, the only advantage of them being locked up here is that the food here is delicious, even if the current food is directly reduced to two meals because they escaped and were caught when they first came, and they can only drink porridge and eat light things like radish soup, but in terms of taste, it has surpassed the vegetarian food made by the Xiaolin Temple Jixiang Kitchen with mountain delicacies.

Maybe you can eat these foods, even if it's a labor camp, it's worth the money! One of the little monks thought with joy that the eighteen stick monks were not necessarily all people like Hui En, and there were also those who had no quarrel with the world, but the eighteen stick monks were a collective and followed the crowd.

Hui En looked at the gruel and pickled radish in front of him, and wanted to throw them away, but the food tasted good, and if he threw it away, he would be hungry, the food was distributed separately, and there was only one copy for each person, and now everyone was a prisoner, because his previous mistakes had led to the reduction of food, and it was estimated that if he starved, no one would give him food.

Hui En looked at the senior brother who was eating very well, and she was dissatisfied in her heart, and said, "Why are you so spineless, is this thing so delicious?" We have suffered such humiliation, and you can still eat it? ”

After speaking, I couldn't stand the aroma of the porridge in front of me and the taste of radish pickles, and after taking a sip, I swallowed the pickles... emmmm, it's really delicious, it's just that the amount is small and not full, this cross slope is really stingy.

The other stick monks looked at him with disdain, and said that this is not good, that is not good, if it is not good, you should not eat it, if it weren't for you bastard to stir up trouble, we would be trapped here as coolies?

Slowly, some people have come back to their senses, and this matter is actually to put it bluntly, it is that Hui En has to find trouble without flowers to become like this.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Professor Wuhua is the big road pallet dragon stick method, this stick method is basically a few hands of the artists on the rivers and lakes, and it is not a martial arts mastery at all, but Hui En has to go online.

Not only did he not remember it after being hung by Cui Cai, but he also encouraged the senior brother to come, and used the reputation of Xiaolin Temple to make a fuss, and the forced senior brother also came, and the result·· Hey, don't talk about it, it's tiring to talk too much... Hmmmmm Delicious.

"We can't go on like this, we're going to run away!" Hui Eun once again came up with the idea of escaping, and then...

"Huiming, you come to help me rub my shoulders, I just pulled the plow to death, this steamed bun is my reward for my diligence yesterday, half of us."

"Okay, Huitong, you actually hide your secrets... I'll rub half of my other shoulder. ”

"Why are you rewarded? I'm working hard, too! ”

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A few leaves floated in front of Hui Eun's eyes, and she suddenly felt so cold...

Eighteen stick monks are doing coolies, and his senior brother is preparing for the festival in Chang'an, the festival actually has nothing to do with him, or has nothing to do with Xiaolin Temple, their Buddhism and monks are not very smart, but there is still a chance for Xuanzang to compare with the Taoists.

But in terms of armed struggle, Xiaolin Temple was originally the main force, and sometimes it is necessary to have means to subdue demons and eliminate demons by force, but now... It's hard to stand alone, and basically Buddhism has given up the fight for force.

Seeing Jueyuan's appearance in a daze, Xuanzang sighed and came to his side and said, "Don't think too much about it, it will get better, when the festival is over, we will go and redeem your junior disciples." ”

Jueyuan turned his head and glanced at Xuanzang and said, "I'm fine, the junior disciples really need to go through more, I'm just thinking, is there really that magical spell in this world?" But why is it that we have been chanting the Buddha for so many years, not to mention our sincerity, but we have never seen anyone with Buddhist powers? On the contrary, some masters of Taoism appear from time to time? ”

It turned out that after experiencing Chen Mo's incident, he had doubts about his beliefs, his master once told him a lot of allusions to Buddhism, what Buddha cut meat to feed eagles, what was the head stick to drink, etc., the Buddhism in it is very powerful, but the reality... Ay!

On the other hand, Daomen, who is low-key, is rarely said to the world, but Chen Mo's move directly subverted Jueyuan's three views.

Xuanzang wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't know where to start, after all, Chen Mo's sword flying immortal and healing technique were too shocking, you must know that this was done in front of them, and Jueyuan's injury would not deceive people, which made them at a loss.

"Don't think about it..." Xuan Xuanzang patted him on the shoulder and said a word and left quietly, he had nothing to say, he decided, he must go to the West Heaven to see, not only for the sake of Buddhism, but also to be able to see if the Buddha really exists.

The puja meeting finally began, and the Buddhist disciples and the Taoist disciples sat on one side and on both sides, and the two sides looked at each other like this, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

(End of chapter)