"You idiot, aren't you begging for a beating? Want to try my grandson's golden hoop stick?! ”

As soon as Zhu Bajie saw Sun Wukong threatening him, he immediately hid behind Ou Yangming, pointed at the monkey and said.

"Master, look at Brother Monkey bullying me again!"

Ou Yangming looked at the two disciples who were playing treasure, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

These two guys are really "happy enemies", although the words are wrong, but they are quite in line with their current situation.

"Alright, alright. Wukong, don't bully your junior brother if it's okay. ”

After Zhu Bajie heard this, he immediately smiled.

No matter how much your grandson monkey breaks the bull, don't you want to listen to the master honestly?

Then Ou Yangming's next sentence made Zhu Bajie's smile freeze on his face.

"You always just talk and don't practice, next time you just take out the golden hoop stick and beat Bajie hard."

"Poof!"

The sand monk who watched the play laughed directly.

Master's words are really a divine turn!

Zhu Bajie glanced at Sha Seng, and then said angrily.

"Senior Brother Sha, when did you become such a person?"

Sha Seng hurriedly covered his mouth, turned around and lay on the bed.

"Hehe, it's still the master who understands my grandson. Lao Sun, I'm not afraid, I beat up Bajie, don't you let me? Now it's okay, with your words, next time Bajie is like this, I will definitely make him fat twice. ”

Zhu Bajie was confused when he said this, next time let me get fat twice, what is this cleanup?

"That's a good feeling, I eat a lot of intestines, old pig. Brother Monkey, if you can make my grandson fat twice, what do you ask me to do, I will do whatever I want. ”

Ou Yangming looked at Zhu Bajie with an innocent face and covered his face.

Oh, my God! What kind of apprentices are these?

Can't even hear such a simple threat?

Bajie's brain, was it when he was in Gao Laozhuang, drinking vegetarian wine for the current snacks and food?

"Phew! Idiot, my grandson is saying, beat you fat twice! ”

"Poof!"

The sand monk who was lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep laughed again.

Second Senior Brother, are you sent by the Bodhisattva to relieve boredom?

"Phew! Bah! Bah! You plagued monkey, you actually beat me! ”

"Alright, alright. Give me a moment to stop, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed. ”

Ou Yangming waved his hand, telling them to hurry up and sleep, and they would be in a hurry tomorrow!

The abbot of Baoling Temple looked at the four masters and apprentices who were happy, and was a little envious.

Although the walking monk is a little hard, but with such an apprentice, the road is not boring.

"Amitabha! Rest quickly, holy monks, for tomorrow morning you will continue your journey westward. The old man will retire and leave you alone. ”

The words fell, and the abbot of Baolin Temple walked out of the meditation room.

Ou Yangming took off his robe and lay on the bed, estimating in his heart that the king of the Wuji Kingdom was going to come to him tonight.

It seems to have been blown by a night wandering god, and a direct gust of divine wind blew.

Speaking of traveling day and night, these two priests are interesting.

There are two of them, one is responsible for the daytime patrol and the other is responsible for the night patrol.

The profession is equivalent to the speech officials in the ancient officialdom, and if they find that some immortals have done something bad or have a bad style, they have the right to go directly to the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court.

But it's a pity that the immortals who generally dare to make mistakes are either powerful or powerful.

So they slowly changed, since this one can't be provoked, that one can't be provoked.

They simply monitor the good and evil in the world, and if any wicked person is seen by them, hehe, they will directly destroy the girl.

This should also be a means for them to vent, after all, this one can't be provoked, and that one can't be pushed.

In anyone's heart, there is fire.

As soon as he thought of this, Ou Yangming felt an unusual divine wind blowing into the room.

"Holy monk? Holy monk? ”

This shout is like the shadow of his childhood, the cry in the ghost film of Xiangjiang.

If the average person hears it, they will probably be scared.

Ou Yangming got up from the bed and looked up at the door.

I saw a drenched king outside the door, dressed in fine clothes and wearing a crown, shouting softly.

"You are the king of the black chicken country? If it weren't for the poor monk who had eaten fasting and recited the Buddha for many years, just with your two shouts, the poor monk would have slapped you to death with his backhand right now! ”

Originally, you are a begging person, why is your voice so terrifying?

If this was a mortal, he would have been so scared that he would have come out with and urine.

The king of the Wuji Country, when he saw Ou Yangming get up and speak, immediately knelt down and cried.

"Holy monk, save me! Help me! In the past few years, the treasury was empty, the money and food were exhausted, the ministers of civil and military affairs had stopped, and my diet was not fishy. Therefore, I followed the example of the saints of my ancestors, sharing weal and sorrow with all the peoples, bathing and fasting, burning incense and praying day and night.

In this way, for three years, only the river dried up. In a critical place, a Taoist priest suddenly came, and this Taoist priest can call the wind and rain and turn stones into gold. Later, I bumped into him and immediately asked him to go up to the altar to ask for rain. After this Taoist priest went to the altar, he waved the flag, and it rained heavily in an instant.

I saw that he was so powerful, and he relieved the danger of my people. Immediately he bowed to him eight times and called him a brother. He was even named a national teacher, and only asked him to protect my Wuji country for the rest of his life.

Later, two years later, the national teacher invited me to admire the moon together, and what to admire the moon in the well. So I walked to the imperial garden and walked to the octagonal glass well. I don't know why, he became fierce, and directly pushed me down the well, covered the wellhead with a stone slab, and blocked it with iron chains. Poor me! It's been three years since I died! ”

"Alright, alright! I know all the you have, whether it's the back or not. Since you have harmed you, your national teacher has transformed into your appearance in the Imperial Garden. occupy your country and hold your concubine. Mei Zizi is in front of the king, enjoying the support of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces? ”

The king of the Black Chicken Country was stunned when he heard Ou Yangming's words.

Then he cried even more sadly, and his eyes were eager to cry out of that look.

"It is worthy of being a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, before I finish speaking, you know everything! Holy monk, you have to help me! As long as I can resurrect me, I can take back the widow's country. I will be rewarded! ”

Ou Yangming rolled his eyelids, no wonder you were pushed into the well by others.

"Your reward, the poor monk really can't look down on it. Do you know who the footman you threw into the Yushui River is? ”

The king of the black chicken country was confused, isn't this a sermon?

Why did you suddenly get the footman?

"I don't know!"

"Don't know? Then you deserve it! The poor monk told you that the footwalking monk you threw into the river was Manjushri. Because you are a good monk, if the Buddha comes to Manjushri. I plan to send you back to the west and prove the golden body of Arhat as soon as possible.

Manjushri turned into a group of foot monks and asked you to make some fast offerings. Unexpectedly, you were troubled by Manjushri's words, so you tied it up with a rope and sent it to the Yushui River, where you soaked it for three days and three nights.

Therefore, if you send the lion lynx monster to the country of Wuji, turn into a Taoist priest Quanzhen, and push you down the well for three years to repay the hatred of Manjushri for the three-day flood. So it's all your own fault! ”