When I saw the monk, it was the second day after I arrived at the monster headquarters in the eternal night, and from afar, the monk was dressed in monk's clothes, empty-handed, from far to near, with a peaceful complexion, and he was a monk who had no desires and no desires.

It's just that when he walked into the club and bumped into the president, he went berserk in an instant, all the desirelessness and wantlessness were gone, and all the indifferent dust became ashes.

The big knife was on the president's neck, and the originally clean monk instantly turned into Shura: "I heard that your demon clan has a demon king again? Not only did you go out but you went berserk, almost killing ordinary people?"

The president lowered his eyes and cautiously looked at the ring knife around his neck and nodded.

"Where is he? Let this Buddha slash twice to vent his anger! Damn, the Buddha was miserable by you, and finally found a temple willing to help us, so he was summoned back by the master to clean up your mess, and he didn't get a dime. Damn, I don't even have the money to take the train, the Buddha came step by step, and the shoes are all broken. When the monk said that the scars on the top of his head were a little hideous.

The president looked at the monk's exposed toes, straw sandals that were no longer popular in modern monk temples, and stretched out a finger to look at the lively eternal night that was hiding on the side.

The monk turned his head, his eyes red.

Yongye smiled awkwardly and said timidly: "Actually, I have a question that I have always wanted to ask you?"

The monk did not speak.

Eternal Night continued to laugh: "Can you tell me where you hid the knife just now?"

The monk raised his knife and grinned: "I want to know, if you go to hell, you will be enlightened." ”

This feeling of catastrophe is too fast, and Yongye doesn't want to be overtaken by the monk at all, so he turns around and runs inside, and the ghost cries wolf: "Master, help... Someone looks at you unpleasantly and wants to cut your apprentice..."

The monk raised his knife and chased wildly: "Come on, come on, don't be afraid of the demon king, you have Nirvana, I won't cut your heart, you won't die......"

Finally, he ran into the dressing room, Shao Si was not there, and there was no way to escape from the eternal night: "Hero, please spare your life." ”

The monk raised the knife above his head and smiled suspiciously: "Hehehehe... Don't be afraid, the Buddha doesn't kill... Hey, hey, hey... It will make you enjoy it slowly..."

Eternal night hugged her head, desperate, God gave her Nirvana, in the end, it was dry hair? Is it abused by others?

The blades fell, and the "sonorous" collided, and a trace of sparks emerged.

"My apprentice, it's not for you monks to touch. ”

Eternal Night looked up, and Shao Siming stood there with a cold face, holding a ruler of unknown material, and gently resisted the monk's broadsword.

Actually, Shao Si Ming really didn't see Leng Su Yongye on that "paralyzed" face, but he just felt that he should add some domineering adjectives to his master at this moment.

When the monk saw that it was Shao Si Ming, he didn't shout anymore and turned to leave.

Yongye grinned, full of disbelief: "Let's go like this?" Master is mighty, and Shao Si is cute." While being surprised, he didn't forget to please his master.

Shao Si Ming scolded: "Hmph, it's just a thief!"

Eternal Night's eyes blinked: There is adultery, no, there is an inside affair.

The monk's eyebrows jumped, and when he turned around, he was a little angry: "The descendants surnamed Bai, it was my ancestor who accepted Bai Niangniang at the beginning, don't always complain about me." ”

In the blink of an eye, his expression changed, his face showed compassion, and he whispered a Buddha name: "Amitabha, compassion walks the world, the Buddha sits in his heart, the monk has always swept the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants, cherishes the moth yarn lamp, the Buddha is really a rare good monk in the world." ”

The eternal night is full of black lines on your forehead, monk, are you really not afraid of being struck by lightning if you lie under the blue sky and bright daylight?

Shao Si ordered to be more simply, looking up at the sky, and waiting for the thunder to fall.

No one appreciated his art, and the monk walked away boringly.

Yongye flattered him and pulled the sleeve of Shao Siming: "Master......"

Shao Si Ming looked at her and was silent.

Yongye licked his lips and praised him very sincerely: "Master, what did you just take, it's amazing!"

Shao Siming looked down at the measuring ruler in his hand: "Do you want it?"

Yongye shyly lowered his head, rubbed his hands, and whispered, "Hmm!"

Shao Si ordered to hand the measuring ruler to Yongye, and Yongye stretched out his hands tremblingly, baby, definitely baby.

Shao Si ordered him to let go, and with a "touch", Yongye was taken to the ground by the measuring ruler.

"When you can hold it, I'll give it to you when I can!" Shao Si Ming picked up the measuring ruler and floated away lightly.

Eternal Night looked at the empty hands, and wanted to cry without tears.