Ping Sigui saw that Song Peng woke up and went crazy immediately, he rolled his eyes and shouted: "Okay, okay, old Song, you kid is almost crazy, don't fucking endlessly, if it weren't for you, would Lao Bao become like this?" Why? Why? Stand up for Lao Tzu, dare to come over, Lao Tzu will pump you immediately! ”

Song Peng saluted with one hand, clenched his fists with the other, stood on tiptoe, stared at Song Peng deadly, and shouted: "Demon, don't escape, when the old man uses the golden bowl given by the Buddha to receive your demon, he will definitely press you under the lotus seat, come and come, where to escape, hey, the golden bowl of the poor monk?" ”

Sun Panzi couldn't help laughing and said, "Xiao Song, Xiao Song, you kid is really crazy!" ”

Ping Sigui looked up at the top of his head, only to see that the lake had not yet receded, and there was no danger at the moment, Zhang Liutong dug out the mercenary's brain, expecting that the mercenary was drowning underwater at the moment, and his life should be fine, otherwise how could he protect Bao Yuan? Then instructed Sun Panzi to slap Song Peng unconscious, Ping Sigui couldn't bear it, but he was quite bored, and immediately decided to play Song Peng, Ping Sigui asked with a straight face: "Master, I don't know anything about the little demon, I don't know if the master can teach you a lesson or two?" ”

"Demon, death is coming, what regrets are there to talk about quickly, otherwise the poor monk will have to take care of Voll!" Song Peng put away the frame as he spoke, and put his hands together.

"The master is a master outside the square, and the heads of the monks are all in the shape of a bald scoop, shaped like a hairless bald donkey, why is not the master? How can there be hair on the head? Can the master teach me a lesson or two? So that we ordinary people can also understand it! Ping Sigui asked with a smile, he was already ready to hide behind Sun Panzi at any time, Ping Sigui really didn't know when Song Peng would rush up and fan his ears. Drama is play, but for mentally abnormal people, it has to be guarded against.

"This is the top bun of the poor monk. It's not hair. ”

"No, no. The top bun is round, as if a glass ball has been pierced in the head, why are you one by one, master, you are obviously a gross inch! ”

"The poor monk has not yet achieved the right fruit, and when the poor monk cultivates the positive fruit, he will be the top bun."

"Go and go, you haven't achieved a positive result, why do you ambush the little demon me, haha! Ha ha! Ping Sigui smiled forward and leaned back.

"This. This one...... Demons, Hugh is arrogant, and poor monks must accept Vol if they fail to achieve positive results. Song Peng was furious, and the bruises on his face burst out.

"Wait, wait!"

I saw Song Peng's eyes suddenly falling, his thighs took a step, his teeth and claws, and he was about to rush up with his arms and sleeves, but Ping Sigui hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved it. Said with a smile: "Master, I still don't know about the little demon, don't ask the master to explain it before it's too late, the Buddha was transmitted to me from India to my Middle Earth......"

Unexpectedly. Sun Panzi listened and muttered to himself: "Xiaoping, how can the Buddha be hard? Buddhas are all driven by the incorruptibility of Vajra. How can you talk about hardness bluntly? You are pure nonsense and incoherent. Don't blasphemy the Buddha like this, it's damned. ”

Ping Sigui had to correct: "Ninth Master." It's India, it's not hardness, it's not the same thing. ”

Sun Panzi said in a deep voice: "Xiaoping, what you just said is obviously hardness, why do you say that it is not hardness at this time, Sun remembers clearly, Buddhism was transmitted from the country of Brahmana to my Middle Earth, yes, yes, Xiaoping, the country of Fanyana is Tianzhu, that is, the West Heaven!" ”

Ping Sigui was anxious: "Ninth Master, India is Tianzhu, Tianzhu is hardness, no, no, no, Tianzhu is India." ”

Sun Panzi was also anxious: "Xiaoping, Tianzhu is Tianzhu, hardness is hardness!" ”

Ping Sigui really couldn't explain clearly, he bent down and wrote the two big words "India" on the ground, pointed and said: "Ninth master, you see, these are the two words India, not hardness, definitely not the hardness you said, no, no, no, whether it is the kind of hardness you said, in short, it is not hardness." ”

Sun Panzi frowned and said, "I don't know." ”

Ping Sigui was crazy, he couldn't stand steadily for a long time, and finally settled down, Ping Sigui smiled and said: "Ninth Master, you don't know the old man, then don't make trouble with this, anyway, Tianzhu is hardness, no, no, no, Tianzhu is India, India is Tianzhu." Ping Sigui really cried and laughed, and said in his heart: ", Lao Tzu made Song Peng a boring man, but let you stir it up, Lao Tzu can't speak, no, no, what a mess." ”

Song Peng saluted Sun Panzi with one hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Exercise sovereignty and step aside, and see how the poor monk cleans up this demon." ”

Ping Sigui scolded: "Damn, Song Peng, did you kid want to rebel a long time ago?" Dog's day, with so many people not collecting, why do you just accept Lao Tzu one by one? Lao Tzu recruited you? Or did you mess with it? Damn, I really doubt it, are you really crazy or fake crazy? ”

Ping Sigui wanted to scold like this a long time ago.

After Song Peng recovered, he was good to everyone, but he picked his nose and eyes at Ping Sigui, and always wanted to subdue Ping Sigui.

Ping Sigui's eyes rolled, and he hummed and said: "Okay, Song Peng, you kid want to ambush the little demon me, the little demon I admit it, everyone says that the people in Buddhism are the most understanding and discerning, Song Peng, if you can answer Lao Tzu's question, Lao Tzu will let you accept it, how about it?" The gentleman said, the feces are full of bowls and don't change chopsticks! ”

"Okay, demon, if you want to be convinced, the poor monk has fulfilled your wish!"

Ping Sigui's eyes rolled dozens of times, and he asked with a smile: "Master, I have a word in my heart, little demon, I haven't figured out how to write it after thinking about it for half my life, master, can you write it for me?" But there are conditions, master, if you don't write it correctly, I'll play you a brain melon adze, little demon, at first glance? ”

Song Peng asked with a straight face: "What kind of word do you say?" ”

"Poor."

Song Peng bent over and wrote a big word 'poor' on the ground, Sun Panzi is not clear, naturally he does not know this poor word, he only knows a very few words, or when he followed the old man Sun to collect medicine in the deep mountains to learn, after being a fairy, there is no time to learn cultural knowledge, only to hear Song Peng said: "His body is under the acupoint, the strength can not be used, which means that the current situation is very embarrassing and confused, spiritual, material is also lacking, is for the poor, demon, if you take refuge in my Buddha, the spirit will never be lacking!" ”

"No, no!"

Ping Sigui shook his head and said, "Master, what you said is not right at all, the word 'poor' that I always feel is not called poor." Song Peng gestured on the ground for a long time, Leng didn't figure out how to write the traditional "money" character, and it didn't look like it after drawing it several times, so he had to write a simplified "money" word, Ping Sigui smiled and said: "Master, the word you wrote is not right, little demon I think the word I wrote is called" The word "poor", your word, people still have to bow under the hole, bare-chested, the word I wrote is very different, gold has to be robbed with spears and knives, but, as long as you rob it, you will kill people, but if you kill someone, there is nothing, this word exists, but you can't get it, master, do you want to tell me whether this word "money" is the word "poor"? ”

Sun Panzi listened quite reasonably, nodded and said: "Xiaoping, listening to you say this, it seems that this word is really 'poor'!" ”

Pinggui sighed and said: "Ninth Master, Song Peng, oh, no, no, Lao Tzu, I, no, no, no, little demon, I really hope that I am so poor that there is only this word left, but it's a pity, it's a pity, little demon, I don't have this big life, bitter!" Bitter! ”

Song Peng was tricked, and he extremely agreed with Ping Sigui's statement, he nodded and said: "In this way, the word you are talking about is really a 'poor' word!" ”

Ping Si was so expensive that he hummed and said, "Master, you wrote it wrong, I want to play your brain melon adze on that little demon." Ping Si Guixin said: "Damn, Lao Tzu must return your kid's big ears with Lao Tzu's big ears, haha, boy, bear it well, I will never be soft, let alone polite!"

Ping Sigui's brain melon adze used up twelve points of strength.

Song Peng's head immediately had a big bubble, it was bulging and round, and he couldn't cry out in pain.

Sun Panzi smiled and said: "Xiaoping, you are too ruthless, Song Peng is your good buddy, don't do this next time!" ”

Ping Sigui pulled his face and said with white eyes: "Ninth Master, don't get me wrong, this is a supreme trick that Lao Tzu and I made, Song Peng, this kid is normal for a while, abnormal for a while, always thinking about ambushing Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu flicked his dozens of hundreds of brain adzes, maybe this kid will be fine immediately, Ninth Master, do you say yes or no?" ”

didn't wait for Sun Panzi to nod.

Song Peng yelled again: "It's not counted just now, demon, you say one word again, and the poor monk will explain it again." ”

Yes, this is what Ping Sigui is waiting for, anyway, Song Peng's expression is in a trance, no matter what he says, Ping Sigui can give him a dismissal, the purpose is to entertain him well. Ping Sigui said the word "stupid" again, Song Peng said this stupid word, bamboo starts, there is a head is not flexible, it is stupid.

Ping Sigui insisted that the word "stupid" is a stupid word, and his head is square, can he not be stupid?

Song Pengjue's reasonableness.

Oh, after coming and going, Song Peng's head had dozens of bulging bubbles, which at first glance really looked like a round bun on the Buddha's head.

Sun Panzi made this farce laugh out loud.

In the middle of the commotion, Du Muqing woke up suddenly, first stunned for a long time, and immediately ran to Bao Yuan, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Bao, you bastard, you fucking bastard, you are not a fucking thing, you are irresponsible, okay, you dare to leave my aunt and grandmother and I will go alone, okay, you dare to go, do you think that aunt and grandmother I dare not go to the underworld to pick you up, you are not afraid of death, and I am not afraid of aunt, Bao, you kid remember for me, my aunt and grandmother have followed you in this life, and wherever you go, you will never be able to get rid of it, Bao." I'm coming...... Hey, Song Peng, is it a matter of the bag on your head? Why are you in tears? (To be continued......)