Chapter Ninety-Five: Why Did the Plot Evolve in a Strange Place?
At this moment, a cold, majestic voice sounded above everyone's heads.
"In broad daylight, bold and evil, dare to act so boldly!"
These humanoid female tyrannosaurs were like thunderbolts, and they all kept cheering and were frozen in place, gradually petrified, unable to move.
Another ray of light flickered.
The stone statues cracked inch by inch, turned into powder, and were carried away by the wind, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.
"Sister Guanyin! Isn't this Sister Guanyin?! ”
Tang San lay on the ground unclothed, churning vigorously like a salted fish waiting to be slaughtered, and tears fell down in his eyes.
"Alright, Golden Cicada, it's okay."
Guanyin Bodhisattva descended the Dharma cloud, stood on the earth, and said with a smile at Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang dragged the tattered clothes, moved vigorously in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, hugged her by the waist, and cried loudly.
"Sister Guanyin, thank you so much!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva had never encountered such intimate contact, and his face was a little embarrassed.
"Uh, it's okay, Senior Brother Jin Chanzi, it's okay, it's okay...... That, the slimy on my coat is the golden cicada, your snot? Why is it all your big snot? Don't wipe it, you have to pay for it! ”
Guanyin Bodhisattva was ashamed and anxious, and couldn't help but slap Tang Sanzang's head.
The latter simply lay on the ground and fainted.
Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is in chaos, is naturally not light or heavy in a hurry.
Tang Sanzang's flesh is mortal, and if he was slapped on the spot and shot on the head, he was already considered to have a hard head.
When Guanyin Bodhisattva regained his composure, he found that Tang Sanzang's smooth head was covered with a palm print that was swollen high, and he fell to the ground as if he couldn't even breathe.
Suddenly, her whole body was numb.
Damn it!
This senior brother of the golden cicada has been reincarnated in the human world for ten lifetimes, and if he has not achieved the right result so far, the plan to learn the scriptures will be delayed indefinitely.
It's a matter of Buddhism's luck, and it's not a trivial matter.
Guanyin Bodhisattva hurriedly grabbed the jade net bottle, pulled out the wicker, and tilted the mouth of the bottle at Tang Sanzang's head.
The elixir in the bottle poured on his head as if he didn't want money.
Almost half a bottle of water bottomed out, and the red handprint on Tang Sanzang's head slowly disappeared.
The swelling went down, but the person didn't wake up.
Guanyin Bodhisattva gritted his teeth, knelt beside Tang Sanzang, put his head on his lap, and then squeezed his jade hand, broke his mouth, and poured the remaining elixir in the jade net bottle into it.
Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong.
Tang Sanzang swallowed subconsciously.
After a bottle of water was filled, he finally opened his eyes slowly.
The blurry shadow in front of me gradually became clearer.
Sister Guanyin?
Tang Sanzang blinked, a little unsure of what was going on in front of him.
How could Sister Guanyin be by her side, and with such an intimate knee pillow?
Tooth white!
Could it be that he has already set foot in the Pure Land of Bliss, so he has such an illusion?
Tang Sanzang struggled to think back to the last moment in front of him.
But he could only think that he was surrounded by the humanoid tyrannosaurs of Dongliang's daughter country, and there was a coquettish cry in the sky.
And then...... There is no then.
There seems to be a piece of memory that I can't recall.
Fragmented?
Tang Sanzang couldn't help frowning, where did the memory of this piece go?
He didn't know that this was because Guanyin Bodhisattva felt that this memory was too shameful and black history, so he took action to "physically eliminate" Tang Sanzang.
"Golden Cicada, you...... Have you had any? ”
Guanyin's voice was full of concern.
Tang Sanzang wanted to say that he was fine, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned a corner, and he swallowed them back into his stomach.
Then, he shook his head slightly, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
"Head...... My head hurts. ”
As he spoke, Tang San rubbed his head against Guanyin Bodhisattva's knee without a trace.
An indescribable fragrance suddenly came to the nose.
Shh
Well, crispy nephrite.
The corners of Tang Sanzang's mouth curled slightly, and he was satisfied.
Guanyin Bodhisattva was very anxious when she first heard Tang Sanzang's words, but the feedback from her body made her feel a little suspicious.
So he was suspicious and observed him carefully.
It wasn't until Tang Sanzang's nostrils that two warm blood lines slowly emerged that Guanyin Bodhisattva reacted, it turned out that the golden cicada was actually looking for an opportunity to eat his own soft tofu!
It's really damnable!
"Jin Chanzi, how long are you going to lie on me?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva was full of anger, and he endured it without a seizure, and asked coldly.
"Ah, don't worry, Sister Guanyin, it would be nice to have a while."
Tang Sanzang said subconsciously.
But after using up the elixir of a whole jade net bottle, Tang Sanzang had already become deaf and clear-sighted, and he was reborn.
His spiritual sense now had an almost innate instinct for danger.
Yes, he's in danger right now!
And this threat comes from his beloved sister Guanyin.
Although he didn't know what angered her yet, but the gentleman didn't stand under the wall, Tang Sanzang sat up with a carp.
Strangely, as soon as his head left the precious knee pillow, the aura of danger descended.
If he couldn't even understand such an obvious thing, Tang Sanzang would be a human being in vain.
His thoughts immediately and incorrigibly diverged:
It seems that Sister Guanyin is very concerned about the knee pillow......
I see!
Well, considering the difference in strength, before you are fully sure that you can force her attack head-on, it's better not to provoke this kind of thing first!
After making up his mind, Tang Sanzang stood up and sang earnestly to Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Amitabha, if it weren't for Sister Guanyin's repeated help, the poor monk might have died a long time ago. The great grace is beyond words, and I invite Sister Guanyin to be worshiped by the poor monks. ”
As he spoke, he bowed down reverently and earnestly bowed.
But it is clear that Guanyin Bodhisattva did not intend to let go of the golden cicada so easily.
"Golden cicada! You've done such an excessive thing to me, don't you want to act like nothing happened? ”
Guanyin Bodhisattva's phoenix eyes were round, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he said hatefully.
In fact, at this time, the anger in her heart has disappeared by seventy or eighty percent, and it is more pretended.
As long as Tang Sanzang can continue to be soft and continue to admit his mistakes, Guanyin Bodhisattva will reluctantly forgive him.
But I didn't expect that Tang Sanzang, who had drunk the Yujing bottle of water, had some brain circuits that were different from those of normal people.
He listened to Guanyin's words, thought carefully for a moment, and nodded slowly.
"Indeed, Sister Guanyin's reputation is the most important. Since Sister Guanyin felt that the poor monk had done something extraordinarily excessive...... The poor monk was willing to bear the consequences! ”
Huh?
Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little confused when he heard it, obviously not understanding what Tang Sanzang wanted to express.
"Become a poor monk's woman, Sister Guanyin! The gods and Buddhas in the sky are like a reference, although the poor monk's mana is low, but he will definitely be good to you for a lifetime! ”