When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he was immediately a little unhappy.

"What? Okay, you golden cicada, sure enough, you are still like this! Just this little Huazi wants to send me away? Don't say yes! ”

"Okay, what do you say?"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly.

"Golden cicada, I'm afraid you don't know yet, this ginseng fruit tree is the essence of my painstaking efforts, this ginseng fruit can only mature after 10,000 years! …… Gotta add money! ”

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he almost choked on a puff of cigarette!

Boy! I'm afraid this Zhen Yuanzi was the reincarnation of Runge Ding Xiu in his last life, right?

"Amitabha, poor monks and disciples are all monks, and they are not touched by the yellow and white things of the world......"

"No, no, no," Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand again and again, "Who told you about the money?" We are all immortals, and it is cheesy to talk about money! ”

"That'...... Zhen Yuanzi, what do you want, just say it! ”

"Refreshing! This is the golden cicada I know! Zhen Yuanzi laughed, pointed to the cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile, "We are all old acquaintances, and I won't talk to you about it." That's it, you can give me a few thousand more. ”

Listening to Zhen Yuanzi's words, Tang Sanzang's nose was crooked.

"Meow a mi, good you stinky bull nose, why don't you grab it?! Is it true that my Huazi is the throat of the wind? ”

"Isn't it?"

Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised.

Tang Sanzang thought about it carefully, this Huazi was given to him by Li Shimin when he said goodbye that day.

In this way, it seems that it is really no different from a strong wind......

But even if the wind blows, you can't do it like this!

"Gossip, you're going to add too much! The poor monk has to pay the price. ”

After speaking, Tang Sanzang stretched out two fingers.

"Two thousand? That's too little, right? Alas...... Okay, okay, okay! Whoever made you a golden cicada, I'll be dumb and lose it. ”

"Shut up, I'm talking about two packs!"

"Two packs? How much is in two packs? ”

"A pack of twenty sticks, count it yourself!"

"A pack of twenty sticks, two packs is ...... Forty? Golden Cicada, what about your nickname Hanako?! ”

"Doesn't it seem like you have to talk about it?"

Tang Sanzang nodded and took off his robe.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was puzzled, and soon there were some subtle changes in his eyes when he looked at Tang Sanzang.

"Golden cicada! I'm afraid it's immoral for you to take off your clothes on my land as a monk, right? The Bodhisattva is still there! You...... You put it on! ”

He's meowing, the tiger doesn't wield, you are a sick cat when you think Lao Tzu, right?!

Tang Sanzang rolled up his sleeves and grabbed his Zen staff.

"Meow a mi, it doesn't make sense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

After speaking, he held his Zen staff high and rushed towards Zhen Yuanzi.

The two scuffled together.

Guanyin Bodhisattva watched from the sidelines from beginning to end, and did not say anything to stop it.

But gradually, there seemed to be some different looks in her eyes, like those melon-eating people in the world who are used to watching BL comics or pressing their heads CP.

……

It's time to make an appointment for a cup of tea.

Tang Sanzang finally separated from Zhen Yuanzi.

"Humph! Jin Chanzi, I didn't expect that after your tenth reincarnation, your mana would be so low! Is...... It's a big surprise. God has the virtue of a good life, and it is not easy for you to learn from the poor way, so two packs are good! ”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanzang triumphantly, and smiled with a blue nose and swollen face.

On the other hand, Tang Sanzang, with a calm face, took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket unscathed, and threw them to Zhen Yuanzi.

It turned out that the Zen staff in Tang Sanzang's hand was just a disguise, and his real kung fu was still the Thirty-six Arhat Fist, which bullied Zhen Yuanzi's side, threw the Zen staff, and the casserole-sized fist hit Zhen Yuanzi like raindrops.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't parry, so he could only use a spell to imprison Tang Sanzang in place.

As a result, it didn't take long for him to break it, and it was another old punch to jump forward.

Zhen Yuanzi cast spells again to imprison, and Tang Sanzang continued to break the law and punch.

If this is repeated, it finally ended in a miserable victory for Zhen Yuanzi.

Rubbing the two hard-won Huazi in his hands, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Looking at Tang Sanzang who was wearing a robe, his heart moved, and he suddenly said, "Golden Cicada!" Why don't you and I bet on two packs of cigarettes, how about a more competition? ”

"Not comparable."

Tang Sanzang simply rejected Zhen Yuanzi's proposal.

"Fellow Daoist, Golden Cicada Fellow, you can't be so ruthless...... One more game, one more game! ”

Zhen Yuanzi stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and immediately recovered from a pig's head image to the original Fengxian Dao bone.

But what he did didn't seem to match the appearance of this master.

If this kind of child-like nonsense is seen by his apprentices...... I'm afraid it will damage the glorious image of the master.

Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but laugh and said, "Now that the matter is over, the poor monk should also return to the Nanhai Dojo." Jin Chanzi, Zhen Yuanzi, we will have a period later. ”

After saying that, she drove Fayun and left this place first.

Even Guanyin Bodhisattva left Zhen Yuanzi and ignored it, thinking only about how to squeeze more Huazi out of the hands of the golden cicada.

can annoy Tang Sanzang enough!

But Tang Sanzang's attitude was very resolute, and he let Zhen Yuanzi make noise in his ears, and just walked outside by himself.

When he was about to reach the side hall, Tang Sanzang finally compromised.

He looked at Zhen Yuanzi, who was holding five or six Huazi in his arms, with a helpless expression.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I think your cheeks are really getting thicker and thicker. What if you say yes, just give two more packs? Do the math, how many of them have taken from me? ”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled.

"This Huazi, naturally Han Xin ordered troops, the more the merrier."

Tang San gave him a blank look, not planning to continue to entangle with this scoundrel.

"The poor monk is hungry, hurry up and prepare a meal!"

"Then you'll be embarrassed for me, Golden Cicada. I'm just a wisp of spirit, and I can't do those things. ”

Zhen Yuanzi grinned, "But I can ask the two apprentices left behind to prepare a meal for you!" ”

After speaking, before Tang Sanzang became angry, Zhen Yuanzi turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in place.

Tang Sanzang spat the ground, "Gan! Lao Tzu was really blind before the tenth generation, and he actually knew you scoundrel! ”

After sorting out his emotions, he walked back to the side hall.

The three apprentices were waiting in the side hall anxiously at this time, and seeing that the master had returned safely, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Master! Master, are you alright? ”

Tang Sanzang glared at Sun Wukong angrily.

"Starting tomorrow, the teacher will teach you arithmetic."

"Arithmetic?" When Sun Wukong heard this, a monkey's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd, "Master, the Bodhisattva back then...... Well, back then, you still don't want to insist on what my original master didn't do. ”

Tang Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong: "Are you teaching me to do things?" ”

"Don't dare."

"Then it's decided, from tomorrow Sun Wukong will learn arithmetic, and Zhu Bajie will learn the "Three Character Classic". Sha Wujing ......"

Sha Wujing hurriedly stood up and looked at Tang Sanzang in horror.

"Forget it, you go ahead and salute."

"Thank you, Master!"

Sha Wujing was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him.

Zhu Bajie was dumbfounded, he obviously didn't do anything, why was he still shot while lying down?