Chapter 126: Holy Monk! Holy monk, slow down!
Chapter 126: Holy Monk! Holy monk, slow down! (Page 1/1)
"Elder, you can't smash it, you can't smash it!"
The monk was very anxious, this Nima is a monk? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bandit! Isn't it just asking you for a few pennies, just like you, I'm afraid the Buddha will slap you to death when you get to the West Heaven!
Bajie doesn't care about this monk, he only has Tang Sanburi's order in his eyes, Tang Sanbu said smash, then before he says stop, Bajie will definitely not stop!
Wielding a nine-toothed nail rake, the wall collapsed, and the front hall collapsed.
The monk knelt on the ground without tears, begging for mercy, crying and shouting: "Holy monk! Holy Monk! Don't smash it, the poor monk is wrong! The poor monk is wrong! The poor monk has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, so he should not covet a little silver! I'm smashing down, and I don't have a place to live tonight! ”
"Stop!"
As soon as Tang Sanfu shouted to stop, Bajie immediately stopped.
"Master, where else are you going to smash?"
Syllable~
A slap slapped on Bajie's big ear, touched his hand, felt good, and it was another slap.
"There's no place to live tonight, you didn't hear it!"
Turning to look at the monk, Tang Sanfu smiled and said, "I don't know if this master, it is convenient for a poor monk to spend the night overnight?" ”
"Convenient, convenient! It's very convenient! ”
The monk nodded like a chicken pecking rice, did he dare to say that it was inconvenient? It's inconvenient to go on, I'm afraid this temple will be in ruins!
In this way, Tang Sanfu and others successfully stayed in this Baolin Temple, and received the warm hospitality of the whole temple!
Of course, for the warm hospitality in this temple, Tang San's funeral is not eye-catching, Zhaicai? What is this, Tang Sanfu said that he had never eaten it!
Instructed Sha Jingting to hunt a few prey, Tang San was buried in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and barbecued in a grand manner. The fragrance once wafted through the temple, making the eyes of several novices who had never eaten meat before!
In the midst of the murderous Tang San's funeral, no one in the temple dared to come out to stop it, so he could only hide in the room and recite Buddhist scriptures over and over again, in order to resist the temptation of the food.
After having enough wine and food, Tang Sanfu and the others stayed in the most luxurious guest room to rest.
At night, this time is usually the heaviest time for people, but Tang Sanfu heard vaguely who seemed to be calling himself?
"Elder Tang?"
"Master~"
"Master from the Tang Dynasty~!"
Thinking that Bajie was naughty again, Tang Sanfu subconsciously replied: "Bajie, don't make trouble, I'm making trouble tomorrow and I'm adding a mountain to your burden!" ”
Bajie, who was asleep, felt a chill rush up to his body in vain, and unconsciously hugged Sha Jingting who was lying next to him.
Don't get me wrong, the third princess naturally lived in another guest room, but Sha Jingting slept next to Bajie on the pretext of taking care of Tang San's funeral. I don't know why I took care of the master and took care of the eight precepts.
“......”
The voice paused, and the next moment, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe and soaked appeared beside Tang Sanburi, looking at Tang Sanburi, who was sleeping soundly and still had a smile on his lips, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Is this really what the Dragon Golden King said can help me? How do you look like it!
There is no way, the middle-aged man can only do it!
Shaking Tang San's burial, the middle-aged man shouted softly: "Master from the Tang Dynasty, wake up, wake up~!" ”
Tang Sanfu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a miserable white face appear in front of him! Suddenly startled, reflexively picked up the nine-ring tin staff that was placed aside!
"Li Er, you really have bad intentions for the poor monk! Look at the cane method! ”
"Ah~"
With a scream, the middle-aged man's figure shook a few times and became a little transparent. If it weren't for the residual dragon qi surrounding his body, I am afraid that this rod would make the middle-aged man's soul fly away!
"Holy monk, holy monk, slow down! I'm not Li Er! Who is this Li Er! Xiao Wang doesn't know him! ”
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Tang Sanfu put down the nine-ring tin staff in his hand, and looked at it, it was really not Li Er!
"Oh! I said, Li Er is thousands of miles away from the poor monks, where can he come and do anything to the poor monks! Huh~" Looking at the middle-aged man, Tang Sanfu found that his figure was a little illusory, coupled with the appearance of being soaked, this place was not far from the country of Wuji, Tang Sanfu immediately knew who was coming!
This person is the king of the black chicken country, the Buddha sent Manjushri Bodhisattva to the king of the black chicken country, but the king of the black chicken country did not believe that the document Bodhisattva was a true Buddha, and ordered someone to tie up the document Bodhisattva and sink to the bottom of the water, sinking for three days.
It is precisely because of this that the Buddha was furious and sent Manjushri's mount, the blue-haired lion, to push the king of the black chicken country down into the well and let him soak in it for three years.
"Elder Tang doesn't know, Xiao Wang is the king of the Wuji Country far away......"
"I know, get to the point!"
King of Wuji Country: "I didn't say anything about ......, you know?"
"Sure enough, he really deserves to be a holy monk! After Xiao Wang became the king of the Wuji country, the wind and rain have been smooth for several years, and the country and the people are safe, but the good luck is not long, and a Taoist came a few years ago......"
Tang Sanfu patiently listened to the narration of the king of Wuji Kingdom, and then understood that there was not much difference from the original work.
The green-haired lion was ordered to drown the king of the black chicken country, first became a Taoist priest, and gained trust with the immortal law, and the king of the black chicken country was happy to make the green haired lion a national teacher.
After that, the blue-haired lion invited the king of the black chicken country to visit the temple garden, and the green haired lion asked the king of the black chicken country to take a look at the well, and the king of the black chicken country leaned down to see it stupidly.
After that, the blue-haired lion kicked him in, and the king of the black chicken country became a dead soup chicken. Then the blue-haired lion turned into the king of the black chicken country, and he was the emperor for three years and enjoyed the glory and wealth of the world for three years.
Fortunately, the green-haired lion was castrated when he was a mount, otherwise the king of the black chicken country would only be afraid of three thousand acres of green grassland!
"So, what did you do when you woke up the poor monk in the middle of the night? Could it be that after being a ghost for a long time, the poor monk is like a jade, and the people who are captivating the country and the city are interested? Sure enough, the world is coveted by my beauty! Tyre! Look at the cane method! ”
King of the Black Rooster Country: "......" MMP, what kind of player are you! I've said it so obviously, why don't you have a little letter count in your heart?
A donkey rolled, and the king of Wuji Country dodged Tang San's cane, and hurriedly shouted: "Holy monk! Holy monk, slow down! Xiao Wang came tonight because he heard that Elder Tang is a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, and he has always been compassionate, and there are several demons and demons by his side!
Therefore, Xiao Wang has a reluctant invitation here, and I hope the holy monk will agree! ”
"Since it's a reluctant invitation, then there's no need to invite! Yawn~ The poor monk still has to sleep for a long time, you know, staying up late is very bad for the skin! The poor monk's naturally beautiful appearance can't be flawed! ”
King of Wuji Country: "......" MMP, can this king kill this monk!
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