Although Tang Sanzang is a holy monk, he is also an ordinary man after all, and he has his own helplessness about things like the place of reincarnation of people and the place of reincarnation.

After all, people are human beings, not immortals who can eat and drink dew and do not eat the fireworks of the world, so there is no need to have this kind of trouble.

If Ao Yu wasn't there, Tang Sanzang's requirements for the place of reincarnation of the five grains were still not high, but now, out of respect, Tang Sanzang had to stay a little farther away.

"Here...... Nice......"

Tang Sanzang came to a dead tree, stopped and scanned, under the hazy starlight, Tang Sanzang could clearly see that the dead tree was smoking new shoots, as if he wanted to take advantage of this spring to rejuvenate.

"Amitabha, meeting is fate, let the poor monk help you."

Softly pronounced the Buddha's name, Tang Sanzang's head raised slightly, and he began to untie his hand.

"Shhhh

In a state of complete relaxation, Tang Sanzang, who had no posture of a holy monk, didn't know that behind him, several bald heads were quietly touching him.

"That's him!"

Monk Guangmou recognized at a glance this monk who was unmatched in both temperament and appearance in the monk group.

Even if Guangmou only saw his back in the faint moonlight at this moment, he recognized this Tang Sanzang for the first time.

"Good Opportunity ......"

Monk Guangmou's eyes lit up immediately, he clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and after gesturing to the two monks beside him, he hunched his waist and quietly touched Tang Sanzang.

Five-meter ......

Three-meter ......

One meter ......

Even though Monk Guangmou was quite experienced in these things, his palms still couldn't help but ooze sweat slightly.

It's closer!

Huo Ran, the Guangmou monk, bounced up, like a lion, and rushed towards Tang Sanzang, the wooden stick in his hand rolled up and struck towards Tang Sanzang's round and smooth head.

"It's done!"

Just when the Guangmou monk saw that he was about to be hit, and he was secretly happy in his heart, the back of the plain white monk's robe in front of him suddenly disappeared.

For a while, the expected object disappeared, causing the Guangmou monk who had lost his strength to stumble and almost fall.

"Puff ......"

When the Guangmou monk regained his standing and turned around, he found that the sturdy monks who stayed in place were all unconscious, while the thin Tang Sanzang seemed to be passing by, standing in place in plain white monk's robes, staring at him with a flat face.

Sensing that something was wrong, the Guangmou monk subconsciously swallowed his saliva and instinctively took a step back.

"Amitabha, good, good, why did this master hold a stick and touch the back of the poor monk, what is his intention?" Tang Sanzang's expression was unusually flat, and it was a little frightening.

"None...... It's ...... nothing," Monk Guangmou instinctively hid the wooden stick in his hand behind him, pulled out a smile with difficulty, and stammered.

"Unintentionally passing by...... What a lot of bothering...... As for this stick, the poor monk didn't know when it was stuffed into his hand, accidentally, accidentally......"

As he spoke, Monk Guangmou quietly retreated, intending to evacuate first.

Impulsive, really impulsive.

I didn't expect that this Tang Sanzang was weak on the surface, but in essence he had some real skills, such a sneak attack failed, I was afraid that if I didn't say anything, I had to put myself in.

However, before the retreating footsteps of the Guangmou monk fell, Tang Sanzang's footsteps moved, and the next moment suddenly appeared in front of the Guangmou monk.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has never seen such a brazen person...... Tang Sanzang's flat tone, listening to the ears of the Guangmou monk, was extremely scary, and the irrepressible fear instantly occupied his heart.

"Holy monk spares his life......" Immediately, the monk Guangmou did not wait for Tang Sanzang to make a move, and fell to his knees, begging for mercy again and again.

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate and must not kill, so how can a poor monk spare your life?" Tang Sanzang took a step sideways slightly, dodging the kneeling of Monk Guangmou, and asked softly.

"Besides, when you attacked the poor monk behind your back, why didn't you give the poor monk a chance to beg for mercy?"

"Holy monk Mingjian, the little one has no intention of killing, the reason why he is holding a stick is just to knock out the holy monk, so as to help the Jinchi host retrieve the brocade robe, never dare to hurt the life of the holy monk, dare not ......" The monk Guangmou begged for mercy loudly, explaining again and again.

Tang Sanzang groaned, his gaze swept under Monk Guangmou's knees, and said softly. "Get up."

"Yes, Holy Monk." Monk Guangmou shouldn't have objected, so he quickly got up and smiled.

"Look down, do you dare to say that you don't dare to kill?" Tang Sanzang pointed to the flowers and plants that the monk had just knelt down, and said angrily.

"Monks sweeping the floor are afraid of hurting the lives of ants, you brazen man, in order to survive, you do not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of many flowers and plants to survive in the world, you really can't tolerate it!"

？？？

Immediately, the monk Guangmou also looked at Tang Sanzang's feet.

However, when I looked closely, I found that Tang Sanzang's feet happened to be stones, but there was not even a single grass.

In the next moment, the monk Guangmou became unconscious and was no longer conscious.

"It's really a scum of Buddhism...... Tang Sanzang sighed, his hands folded, quite helpless. Amitabha, good, good. ”

However, before Tang Sanzang could feel that the world was not ancient, a series of weapons collided, but at some point, a large group of monks armed with guns and knives surrounded him.

"Senior Brother Guangmou!" Monk Guangzhi, who led many monks to hurry to hear the sound of begging for mercy, looked at the monk Guangmou who fell softly at Tang Sanzang's feet, and immediately shouted.

"Okay, you Tang Sanzang, don't say anything about stealing the brocade robe hosted by Jinchi, you dare to hurt people's lives!"

？？？

Tang Sanzang looked at the murderous spirit of many monks, holding a gun and knife at him, who is this who wants to hurt people's lives?

And also...... The poor monk stole the brocade robe of Elder Jinchi?

As soon as his thoughts turned, Tang Sanzang quickly reacted. "Of all things in the world, greed is the original sin of everything! I didn't expect the poor monk to deliberately avoid you, you still chose the same path after all, is this destined by heaven, or is it destined by nature? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Tang Sanzang ......" Monk Guangzhi looked at Tang Sanzang, who was surrounded by groups, and he was sure in his heart, and he was not afraid that he would escape, and shouted loudly.

"Hand over the Jinlan Strange Treasure Robe, and then return to the Guanyin Monastery with us to listen to the host's delivery, otherwise don't blame me for having no eyes for the sword and gun, and ruining your life."

"Alas......" Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, and he didn't see any fright or anger, he just glanced around with compassion.

"All sentient beings are ignorant, and all sentient beings are suffering."

The next moment, in the night, there seemed to be a Buddha light shining behind the head of the great virtuous monk Tang Sanzang, shining in all directions.