"Sister, I've come to see you for my brother." Yang Jian just wanted to push the door, but saw Yang Chan open the door by herself.

"Second brother, why are you here?" Yang Chan asked.

"Look at what you said, if the second brother doesn't come to see you, who will come to see you." After speaking, Yang Jian threw the prey he had just hit on the ground and slowly walked into the room.

Yang Chan wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to stop him, Yang Jian's face darkened as soon as he walked in, and he said coldly: "Who is this monk?" How to lie in your bed? Yang Jian was very worried that his sister had violated the rules of heaven, and he would not be able to protect her at that time, his mother didn't die like this back then, leaving only their brother and sister to rely on each other and practice hard, and now they can be regarded as having survived, the immortal family in the Three Realms does not give a face, after all, his strength is there, and he is also the most outstanding disciple among the three disciples of the Interpretation Sect.

Yang Chan saw that her second brother's face darkened, and quickly explained: "He is a good friend of mine, and after drinking a few more cups, he fainted." ”

"I asked who he was? What are the skills? I can lie on the bed of my sister of Erlang God, the hand of the Buddha Gate is too long, I don't mind chopping it off for him. Yang Jian's voice became louder.

After Yang Chan heard this, she said angrily: "He is Chen Fan, the one who studied scriptures in the west with Tang Seng, you have the ability to chop him." ”

After Yang Jian heard this, he glanced at her and said coldly: "What, do you think I don't dare?" What if I kill him? ”

After Yang Chan heard this, she knew that her second brother was really angry, if Chen Fan was really chopped up, then at most he would be suppressed for hundreds of years, and there would be no after that, so he hurriedly said: "What kind of person are you angry about?" It's not that you don't come to see me often, you don't have anyone to talk to, and you finally make a friend, and you're going to chop him. ”

After Yang Jian heard this, he sighed, he thought that he often came, but one day in the sky, one year underground, every two or three days, but his sister had to wait for two or three years, but unfortunately she wanted her to live in heaven, and she didn't go, and said: "The second brother doesn't want you to make friends, but can you find some good ones, find a monk, and drink, get drunk, and you still lie him on your bed, second brother is not worried about you." ”

"Hehe, worried about me? I'm worried that I'll break the rules, and then your face will be dull, and it will affect you......" Before Yang Chan finished speaking, she was slapped in the face.

"Tell you Yang Chan, tell me how sorry I am for you, since our family was ruined and exiled, I am sorry for you? Even if I am serving in Heavenly Court now, I will come back every two or three days, what do you still want me to do? Let's make it clear today. Yang Jian looked at Yang Chan who was in tears, and her heart hurt very much, but in order to make her understand, she could only be ruthless.

"Second brother...... I didn't...... Woo woo woo ...... "After speaking, he lay in Yang Jian's arms and cried.

"If you don't cry, you don't cry, if you cry again, it's ugly." Yang Jian said and wiped the tears on Yang Chan's face, Yang Chan was really scared just now, afraid that Yang Jian wouldn't want her anymore, so he wouldn't pay attention to her anymore and didn't hurt her.

"Tell me, what's going on? The second brother calls the shots for you. Yang Jian said, it seems that he still can't bear it, Yang Jian sighed slightly in his heart.

"Second brother, it's not like this, he was slapped here by Guanyin that day, and then we became friends, nothing else." As she spoke, Yang Chan's voice slowly became smaller.

Yang Jian looked at his sister, how many years have passed, and even lying is still like that, and couldn't help asking, "What else?" ”

"It's gone." Yang Chan said.

"That's how you lied and said no." Yang Jian said with a smile.

"That time, he poured me a glass of wine and drank ......," slowly Yang Chan told the scene of the day.

After hearing this, Yang Jian's face was just better, and he became angry again, and said coldly: "It's a good world to be safe and perfect, and it lives up to it, why is it that my sister begged him, but she still disliked it, and she chopped him off as a dog for her brother." After speaking, he was about to walk towards Chen Fan.

"Second brother." Yang Chan shouted, and when she saw Yang Jian stop, she said again: "This is not what you want." After speaking, there was a sadness on his face.

Yang Jian glanced at Chen Fan on the bed, and didn't know what was wrong, but he was favored by several saints, glanced at his sister, pulled her outside, and said, "If he can be still vulgar and willing to marry you, I have nothing to say about your second brother." ”

"Really? But that day, Yang Chan ...... was interrupted by Yang Jian before she finished speaking.

"Hmph, Tiantiao, it's just to break it, he can get the favor of the dragon clan and the saints, even the Jade Emperor doesn't dare to do anything to him, and at the same time, he has twelve pure world Qinglian in his body, suppressing his own luck, I think the merit on his body is also very heavy, it will be a matter of time before he enters the Daluo Jinxian, as for the quasi-saint, there is no problem, as long as he returns the vulgarity, sighs and can marry, I think how can the one who intercepts the sect be indifferent, according to that person's temper, the calf is very good, and it will be able to ensure that the two of you are at ease, and now Buddhism is flourishing, can bring a seed that can become a quasi-saint for my Daomen, how can the Jade Emperor blame you. Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said, it was really a good calculation, he found a good family for his sister, and brought a future power for Taoism.

"Alas, second brother, your sister is not stupid, he just doesn't want to be vulgar, he can't be forced." Yang Chan shook her head and said.

"You can handle this matter yourself, it depends on you whether you can do it yourself, but I still believe in my sister's charm, the person in the Three Realms doesn't know Tsing Yi Yang Chan and Chang'e in white clothes." Yang Jian said with a smile.

"Who is nagging where, the noisy poor monk can't sleep." Chen Fan got up slowly, picked up the wine on the table and walked out.

Yang Jian's brothers and sisters turned their eyes and saw Chen Fan leaning against the door and holding the wine jar to drink, and they were about to speak, but they heard Chen Fan say: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun in person, the poor monk is polite." After speaking, he gave Yang Jian a salute.

"It seems that Buddhism has another wine and meat monk." Yang Jian sneered.

"Hehe, the poor monk can be different from the dragon, he has reincarnation in his mouth, and the poor monk does not, when the poor monk's cultivation arrives, the cause and effect of ten thousand will not stick to the body, what if you eat meat, I heard that the dog meat rolls three times, and the gods can't sit steadily, I don't know if the true monarch has tried." Chen Fan glanced at him, not paying attention to it at all.

"Hmph, Ben Junguan doesn't look like a monk at all." Yang Jian said.

After hearing this, Chen Fan laughed: "Hahaha...... You are the first person to say that poor monks are not like monks, you are right, poor monks are not monks in the first place, poor monks are Buddhas! After Chen Fan finished the last sentence, the wine on his body disappeared, and the wine also woke up, with twelve green lotuses under his feet, holding Bodhi prayer beads in his hands, holding a nine-ring tin staff in his right hand, and shining with a brocade robe on his body, and the golden wheel of merit behind him was also more dazzling, Chen Fan's face was full of compassion, and he opened his mouth and said: "Amitabha." ”

When Chen Fan's words fell, the surrounding branches swayed, full of harmony, and golden lotuses poured out of the ground, Chen Fan asked with a smile: "What is the poor monk now?" ”

"Hmph, all the bells and whistles, I'm doing something impractical, it's just dirty my eyes." After saying that, he swung his right hand back, and the third eye on his head suddenly opened and shot out a ray of light, and the atmosphere just now was destroyed.

"Oh, but the donor hasn't answered the poor monk's question yet, what is the poor monk doing now?" Chen Fan asked.

Yang Jian glanced at Chen Fan, it was really not a lift, and said slightly angrily: "Demon." ”

"Haha......" Chen Fan suddenly laughed, Yang Jian was a little puzzled when he heard it, how could he feel that his brain was not enough with him.

"The donor is right, I am a Buddha and a demon, a Buddha and a demon, a demon Buddha, but in a thought, the Buddha is a demon, and the devil is also a Buddha, who in the world can tell the difference? The poor monk has always felt that he is a Buddha, but he has forgotten the other side of the poor monk - the devil! ”