In the wide, dark crypt, a kind old monk stood in front of a tall, gloomy black laurel tree, which was peculiarly pruned, and the whole crown of the tree resembled the face of a woman. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it's a pity that Ren Song, who was hanging upside down from the tree by the branches, couldn't see it, otherwise he would definitely be able to recognize that the face on the crown of the tree was one of the four demon fairies, Laurel Immortal.

"Good planting...... Good planting! Yuening, are you okay? The old monk walked up to the laurel tree, stroked the thick and dark trunk and muttered. There was confusion in his eyes, and the whole person had fallen into memories......

"Get out! Don't touch me! With a distant and hollow woman's sigh, the mouth of the human face in the canopy closed one by one, and the low tone was tinged with a hint of anger, accompanied by the rustle of the leaves as they trembled, which made people frightened.

"Huh!?" Hearing this woman's voice, Ren Song, who was hanging upside down from the tree, was shocked, although it changed a lot, he could still hear it, the owner of this voice was Laurel Immortal...... How did she get turned into this by the old monk? The whole body is full of demonic energy, and there is no trace of immortality, this ...... He really never dreamed of it, and what he didn't expect was that the solemn Elder Jueming opposite was actually a demon cultivator!

"Amitabha ......" stroked the huge black tree, and the old monk continued to proclaim the Buddha's name, but as soon as he recited three words, he was interrupted by Ren Song, who was hanging upside down on the tree: "I said, old bald!" No wonder people say that you are pretending, obviously it is a demon cultivator, which Buddha are you reading? ”

"Good planting...... The benefactor misunderstood, although the old monk did practice the Demon Dao, but he had also received the great grace of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, and had to be rewarded! So...... It's better to be a Buddhist disciple to repay this kindness. The smiling old monk Jueming replied in a harmonious voice.

"I see! So even though you are a disciple of King Jizo, you keep praising Amitabha Buddha, tsk...... Tut...... This is not very good-hearted! Ren Song, who was hanging upside down from the tree, showed a familiar smirk again, and the two snow-white tiger teeth shone brightly.

"Distracted, what are you doing! This old monk must have a conspiracy against us! Gotta find a way to get out, you ...... I'm still in the mood to laugh with him! I think we should ......" In my mind, the good thought itself jumped out again, startling the coward.

"Shut up!" Without waiting for himself to say what he thought, Ren Song interrupted in his heart: "Don't think Lao Tzu is as stupid as you, stay honest!" After that, he ignored the chatter himself, and stared at the old monk under the tree...... Wrong! It was the old bald man who said, "You...... It's the same as the real poison dragon, right? ”

"Huh! The donor ......" The old monk Jueming under the tree heard the words and was about to speak, but he continued: "Wrong! It should be said that you are all demon cultivators, but you are definitely not in a group, which demon venerable disciple are you? ”

"Good planting, good planting, no wonder my lord once said that Ren Gongzi's wisdom and wisdom are all distracted," he said, the old monk took out a ............ from his robe The crimson basin was the blood altar that had just been snatched from the poisonous dragon real person.

"The poisonous dragon was reincarnated as a human and began to practice the demon path again, but unfortunately it was too late to enter the demon, and many things were only learned at the surface!" Holding the blood-red basin in his hand, the old monk said with a smile: "So, I don't know how the real Erlong Sacrifice should behave!" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head, patted the trunk of the black laurel tree gently, and said softly: "Yue Ning, you can be patient for a few more days, and when these big things are done, we can ......" did not say what could be done, the old monk paused violently, looked at Ren Song again and said: "Donor, your golden page has already been refined by the old man with magic, don't do it again!" ”

But it turned out that Ren Song took advantage of his speech just now to recite the mantra that manipulated the pages of the book, trying to take it back, but who knew that he had recited it twice but had no effect, but let the old monk discover his abnormal movements.

Seeing that Ren Song was staring at him angrily at this time, the red fire in his eyes was beating rapidly, the old monk smiled again, stared at him and said, "Don't panic, the poisonous dragon has something to say...... You are the inheritance demon of my demon realm! ”

"What devil?" Originally, his head was running rapidly thinking about a plan to get out, and suddenly heard this, which surprised the coward, and seeing that the old monk had no intention of answering, he asked with a smirk: "What is the future of this job?" ”

"Didn't the poisonous dragon say it, you are the Tang monk of the demon world, as long as you go to the West Heaven, you will naturally have a Buddha position, and the future is of course infinitely bright...... Hehehe! The old monk then laughed and said, from just now to now, the old bald man has been laughing non-stop, as if he had picked up a rare treasure.

"So you're going to eat me, too?" The smirk on his face was even brighter, Ren Song stared at the old monk and said with a smile: "I heard that eating Tang monk meat is very particular, there are so many monsters in Journey to the West, but only one knows the right way to eat...... Old monk, do you know the correct way to eat my meat? ”

Hearing the words of the old monk Jueming, Ren Song was already in turmoil at this time, although his wisdom was far better than himself, but now the situation is critical, how to think about how to get out for a while! I had to talk nonsense with the old monk in the east and west.

"Brother Ren Song...... Don't talk nonsense! Ren Song can be calm and calm, but Sun Qiuhong, who has just woken up over there, is already panicked, especially when he heard Ren Song say that the old monk wants to eat his meat, he suddenly almost cried out in a hurry, and looked at the happy Jueming below: "Master, please, don't eat Brother Ren Song!" If you're really hungry, cook me! ”

"Good planting, good planting! The female benefactor is too careful, a certain family has never tasted meat dishes for three generations, how can she eat people! Hehe! The old monk laughed when he heard this, and said, "What's more, the old man didn't say that he would take the benefactor to eat!" ”

As he spoke, the old monk glanced at Ren Songcai, who was hanging upside down on the tree, and then smiled: "So that poisonous dragon is a fool, and the donor is the devil of the six demon lords of my territory, even if he eats you, it will never be possible to sit in your position......"

While speaking, the old monk placed the bloody basin in front of the laurel tree, sat cross-legged in front of the basin, and then said: "Therefore, what a really smart demon cultivator has to do is to be like the Wukong Eight Commandments in Journey to the West, to help you, a Tang monk, obtain the true scriptures, instead of becoming a stumbling block on the way to learning the scriptures!" ”

"Huh? Do you want to be the Monkey King? Ren Song's smile on his face became stronger and more fake when he heard this, and when he saw the old bald man nodding, he smiled again: "It's not a small ...... courage."

"If you can't be bold, how can you help the donor accomplish great things in my demonic way!" The old monk Jueming smiled and then asked, "What, is the donor willing to accomplish some meritorious deeds?" ”

However, Ren Song on the tree did not answer this, but asked rhetorically: "Do you really want to be Monkey King?" After getting the old monk's affirmative answer, the coward grinned and said, "Okay, why don't you come and apprentice quickly!" I'll give you a Dharma name: How about Wukong? ”

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(To be continued.) )