"Shu Tan ......" The three of them chewed the peach kernels and sat on the sofa contentedly, looking quite enjoyable.

Mao Xiaotian, who witnessed the whole process, secretly despised it, eating a peach made him look like this, he ate so much in a row, but he just thought it was delicious, where was it so unbearable?

gave up the idea of giving one more per person, because he was hit by three people, and every peach was used...... Blood and tears in exchange for hard-won gains, put an end to waste, to cherish.

"You guys are enough, my grandson is all gone." Sun Wukong jumped onto the sofa with a disgusted face, and smiled embarrassedly at Mao Xiaotian: "See you and smile, see and laugh, these three goods are like this." ”

"What are you talking about, big brother?" Xiao Bailong shouted solemnly and said, "This is what you stole with your hard work, aren't we doing this to show respect for the fruits of your labor?" Those who are very well-intentioned actually despise us, very heartbroken. ”

"Ahem...... Mao Xiaotianqiang smiled to himself and said, "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, bald...... The three masters are really temperamental, how can they laugh at it. ”

"Thumbs up." The little white dragon gave a thumbs up and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's worthy of being the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and he will chatter." ”

"Amitabha, Demon Ancestor, and the poor monk have one thing that I am more confused about." Tang Seng clasped his hands together and looked at Mao Xiaotiandao.

"Confused?" Mao Xiaotian was a little puzzled and said, "What doubts, may I ask." ”

"I don't know why the demon ancestor has to bring the word 'bald' before talking about poor monks? This made the poor monk very puzzled. ”

Mao Xiaotian's expression froze, slightly embarrassed, can he tell the truth? Can you tell him that he actually wanted to bark at the bald donkey, but he obviously didn't respect it, so he had to change his words?

No, he could only force a laugh and said, "That...... Hehe...... Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue. ”

"No, no, no." Tang Seng shook his head, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and said: "The poor monk thinks that the demon ancestor wants to call the poor monk a bald donkey, yes or no?" ”

How does "......" Mao Xiaotian pick up? I can only blink my eyes.

"Don't worry, the poor monk doesn't mind." Tang Seng said very understandingly, and at the same time took off his hat, turned his head and said: "However, there is one thing that the poor monk wants to correct, the poor monk is not a bald donkey, the poor monk has hair, please see the demon ancestor." ”

Mao Xiaotian continued to blink his eyes twice, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was really thundered by the small braid on the back of Tang Seng's head, properly scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

This braid is very mini, the thumb is long, half a little finger thick, because it is too short, it is quite warped on the back of Tang Seng's head, and it is very hard.

"It's me who misunderstood Master." Mao Xiaotian smiled awkwardly, secretly wondering, why is Tang Seng's hair yellow?

"Bald donkey." Sun Wukong on the side suddenly widened his eyes and screamed angrily.

"Wukong, what do you say, is there anyone who calls it Master? Besides, the master is not a bald donkey...... "Tang Seng is full of benevolence as a teacher.

"I'm ......" However, Sun Wukong didn't pay for it, jumped up and grabbed Tang Seng's pigtails, and shouted: "When did you steal so much hair from me?" Say...... No wonder I was so empty a while ago. ”

"Wukong let go, it hurts ......" Tang Seng hurriedly grabbed Sun Wukong's hand and said with a little pain: "Don't drag, it hurts......"

"Say, when did you steal it?"

"Wukong, how could Master steal it?"

"Dare to deny it? Where is the evidence, do you still deny it? ”

"Master really didn't steal it, it fell from you."

"My grandson will lose his hair? Who are you fooling? ”

"It did fall, but it didn't fall completely, and the master used a little bit of strength."

Mao Xiaotian was dumbfounded, and finally understood why the braids were yellow instead of black, but he wondered again, how did Tang Seng get it?

Xiao Bailong and Sha Seng looked at the two of them with blank eyes, and there seemed to be a little envy in their looks and eyes.

The little braid seemed to grow on Tang Seng's head, Sun Wukong dragged it a few times and didn't pull it off, so he had to let go with hatred and said, "Don't let me catch you stealing hair again, otherwise...... Hmph......"

"Alas......" Tang Seng put on his hat, looked at Sun Wukong with a little sadness, and said: "Wukong, Master has taken you for so many years, there is no merit and hard work, you actually made a lot of fire for a few hairs, which really hurt the heart of the teacher, isn't it just a few hairs?" Why bother, as for it? Have you forgotten those happy days with your teacher? Wukong, don't be angry anymore, sing a song for the teacher only you to listen to, how about it? ”

(I don't know English, so I don't know if this word is right or wrong, so I guess it's right.) ）

"Shut up, bald donkey." Sun Wukong bared his teeth and scolded, and twisted his head away angrily.

"It's all said, being a teacher is not a bald donkey, you ......"

"Shut up, dead bald donkey......" Sun Wukong roared angrily.

Tang Seng chirped and lowered his head.

"Master." The little white dragon said softly.

"What is the white dragon called a teacher?"

"No wonder you're not in a hurry." The little white dragon was very resentful, and said, "It turns out that you have so much monkey hair, can't you give us a little?" The time for the stand-in is almost up, and the senior brother will not come back, which will cause us to be worried all day long, and it is not fragrant to eat grass. ”

"Yes, Master." Sha Seng echoed: "I can't speak for you this time, it's not right for you to do this." ”

"Alas......" Tang Seng shook his head, looked at the two of them in amazement, and said: "Your troubles are understood by the teacher, and the teacher also wants to help you, but these hairs are all obtained by risking his life for the teacher, and the teacher ...... For the teacher...... I can't help it. ”

"Master, you're enough......" Xiao Bailong said sadly, and then Chu Chu looked at Sun Wukong pitifully, and said: "Senior brother, the stand-in time for our Buddha realm is almost up, give us a little more hair, if it is found that it is all fake, it will be troublesome, and we still want to make a fuss outside for a while." ”

"Don't give, don't give." Sun Wukong was angry at this time, and he didn't think about it when he heard it, so he refused directly.

"Big brother." Sha Seng was very helpless, and said: "You are angry with the master, don't involve us, we are still your cute and handsome junior brother, don't be like this, give some." ”

"Yes, senior brother, Master, he is not serious, don't be like him, let's talk about things, if you don't give it, we will have to go back tomorrow, and we won't be able to play together." The little white dragon also persuaded.

“……”

“……”

The two of you said a sentence to me, and they talked hard for a long time, and finally really annoyed Sun Wukong.

"Oops...... Give ...... For all of you, shut up for me and let me be quiet for a while. Sun Wukong impatiently threw over a handful of hair.

"Thank you, senior brother." The two of them were full of smiles and grabbed it excitedly.

"Master, are you embarrassed?" Seeing that Tang Seng was about to move, the little white dragon hurriedly said.

"Amitabha." Tang Seng said seriously: "To be a teacher is to do something." ”

After snatching it, the two happily counted the monkey hair in their hands, and Sha Seng suddenly picked up one, put it in front of him and looked at it carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Senior brother, why is this hair bent?" ”

"Don't care about those details......" Sun Wukong was very impatient.