Acquaintance, so special acquaintance! Isn't this Lingji's reliance on bullying himself, Dingfeng Zhu?

The Yellow Wind Monster, who understood the truth of the matter, did not shed tears, but a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out: "You cheat!" Bald donkey, you have the ability to put down the magic weapon and fight with your grandfather for 300 rounds! ”

"I deceived ~ with my ability, why should I put it down?" Yu Gan sneered, took out the nine-ring tin staff that had not been used for a long time, and said: "Don't be unconvinced, if you can survive the three sticks of epiphany created by the Sprinkle family, what if you can play with you!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the Zen stick and put a stick on his head, and the poor Yellow Wind Monster had already caused himself to be injured because of his excessive supernatural powers. Now he is restrained by the Dingfeng Pill, so even if he cultivates to a high level, he is almost beaten out of the body by the three souls.

Looking at the freshly baked snail, Yu Gan nodded with satisfaction and said: "This cane is called Broken Red Dust, and I hope that the donor will understand the truth that Red Dust is like a prison and all living beings are suffering as soon as possible, and turn back as soon as possible." ”

The Yellow Wind Monster, who finally understood why the Zen staff was named Stick Drink, was still unconvinced, and endured the pain of tearing his soul and scolded angrily: "Dead bald donkey, I will return to your ancestral ......"

Yu Gan didn't laugh angrily when he saw this, and after smashing the Zen staff in his hand on his sharp mouth to block the rest of the curse back, he fell heavily between the legs of the Yellow Wind Monster: "The foul words in the mouth are six impurities, this staff is called the six pure roots, may the donor give up his desires as soon as possible and purify his body!" ”

"Woo~Wang!"

After a faint sound like a silver bottle bursting between his legs, the injured Yellow Wind Monster could no longer maintain its previous hard energy, covering its mouth with one hand and stroking its crotch with the other, rolling all over the ground in pain.

Although the eyes are not too far away, I don't know what is happening. But when the familiar sound carved into the bone marrow came into his ears, Hei Feng still subconsciously shivered.

Touching the snail on the top of his head, he suddenly felt that the pain in his eyes didn't seem to be so unbearable......

Seeing that the Yellow Wind Monster actually carried the first two sticks, Yu Gan couldn't help but admire: "Why didn't the donor speak, could it be that he couldn't extricate himself from the feeling brought by the stick?" Good and good, since the donor's Buddha nature is so profound, then the last four are empty, please taste it carefully! ”

Still coming?!

The Yellow Wind Monster, who was still arrogant just now, almost didn't die of fright when he heard this, and he just wanted to beg for mercy after spitting out a mouthful of broken teeth, but saw that the Zen staff had already fallen heavily with the sound of whistling wind!

After secretly screaming that my life was over, he only felt that where the Zen stick fell, a burst of soreness and pain hit at the same time, and the uncomfortable desire made people want to pull out their hearts and livers......

Looking at the sobbing water, the Yellow Wind Monster looks like it has been played badly. Yu Gan, who was refreshed, put away the Dingfeng Bead and pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the poor monk counts when he speaks." Now that the three rods have passed, the donor can rise up and fight fairly. ”

It's just that the Yellow Wind Monster, who was as weak as dough, still had the slightest intention to fight again, and after it took a quarter of an hour to slowly come back to his senses, his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Yu Gan.

What kind of Tang Sanzang is this, who can live forever after eating, is clearly the three-stick demon who wants people's lives. If you come for another 300 rounds, you might as well just wipe your neck......

Thinking of this, the Yellow Wind Monster couldn't help but shudder: If the mission fails, there is a chance to start again, but this life is gone, but it is really gone!

The bachelor prostrate on the ground, and he said very sincerely: "Don't fight, after the elder's stick is drunk, the little demon has now completely understood." ”

Yu Gan nodded and smiled, and the temperament of the virtuous monk unexpectedly leaked: "Good, good, since this is the case, then I will copy the "Diamond Sutra" three hundred times later to deepen my understanding, I don't know if the donor is willing?" ”

Huang Fengwei heard that he was so hung up, you beat me, and let me copy the Buddhist scriptures? Don't think that if you're bald, you'll be lawless! Lao Tzu is dead......

Looking at the Zen staff whirring and spinning like a windmill, he nodded tearfully and said, "I'll copy it!" ”

Seeing another monster being touched by his profound Dharma, Yu Gan suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

Rubbing his smooth chin, he secretly wondered: The so-called good person does it to the end, should I accept him as an entourage, and use Buddhism to consolidate the curative effect along the way?

Thinking of this, Yu Gan put on a warm smile like a spring breeze, and walked quickly to the Yellow Wind Monster and said, "Donor, I don't know if you are willing to go with ~~ I!" What does this smell like? ”

As soon as he got closer, a strong fishy smell rushed towards him, so that he was smoky. After withdrawing in embarrassment, Yu Gan pinched his nose and said disdainfully: "Gnea~ You are also a monk in the Xuan Demon Realm, and you can still pull your pants?" Are you a little ashamed? ”

Could it be that you have been beaten and incontinent? After carefully feeling the crotch of his pants, the yellow wind monster who didn't notice anything unusual turned his face as soon as his face turned dark: Although I can't beat you, you can't be so insulting......

Just looking at the other party's non-fake expression, his face froze, and an unbearable dark history came to mind: it seems that this smell is really his own......

But you and I are willing! The prototype of who made this body is a weasel!

After a few years, the Yellow Wind Monster, which had been accustomed to it, seemed to smell the warm smell again after such a reminder: "Grope~"

Standing on the upper hand, he used all the cleansing techniques he knew, and after discovering the spicy eyes that were still full of flavor, Yu Gan's mind to collect the bodyguard completely faded.

Rather than go all the way with such a thing, I might as well let the youkai catch it!

Since you can't accept it, you can just make the best use of it, but before that, there are a few questions that you need to ask first.

Swallowing his saliva, Yu Gan threw the probing spell into the Yellow Wind Monster Consciousness Sea who let go of his guard and asked, "Have you ever eaten someone?" ”

The Yellow Wind Monster, who was still immersed in the failure of the mission, did not notice Yu Gan's strange eyes, and shook his head aggrievedly and said, "No, I haven't even killed it." ”

This is the truth, don't talk about the mouth, there is a Lingji who squats next to him and comes to find fault from time to time, he is not that group of stupid little demons, how dare you......

Looking at the unresponsive probing technique, Yu Gan nodded with satisfaction, this is easy to do, and there is no need to have any psychological burden when you eat it later.

Thanks to the predecessors of the flower planters, it is they who have developed various recipes with great courage and depth, so that they do not have to waste any ingredients. If you were a foreigner here, you might not be able to do it.

Recalling the recipes he had learned in his previous life, Yu Gan looked at the Yellow Wind Monster with a smile. Well, the stinky glands next to the buttocks have to be cut off first, and the spine has to be pulled out, and then marinated with ginger and salt for a while......

Looking at Nati's wandering eyes, somehow, the Yellow Wind Monster suddenly felt a little cold on his body. Suspiciously, he looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and he wondered a little, what did this monk think, why did he always feel that his eyes were weird?

You can't kill me, do you? Huang Feng was startled, got up and wanted to escape, but he remembered that Lingji accidentally mentioned his own life experience, and he put his heart down again.

Small, who to scare? There are people on top of the master, and the name can scare you to death!

Thinking of this, he arched his hand at Yu Gan and said, "Holy monk, you see it's getting dark this day, why don't I go back and copy the Buddhist scriptures first?" ”

Yu Gan was stunned when he heard this, and slowly shook his head and said, "Copying Buddhist scriptures? No need. The poor monk has a greater merit to give to the benefactor, and after the deed is completed, keep your cause and effect to ascend to bliss! ”

Bliss? Okay, you thief bald really want to harm this king!

The Yellow Wind Monster's eyes widened, and he roared inwardly: "Bald donkey, you dare!" This king is the spirit animal of the Buddha, you dare to touch a single hair of my hair......"

The smile in Yu Gan's eyes was about to overflow: "Heh, it's a coincidence!" The poor monk is not talented, he is the second disciple of the world, and the donor is also half a breeder, you can go with peace of mind. ”