Even monkeys know the truth that men and women don't kiss, and Chen San actually mentioned it so openly.

Ao Lie is also very resistant.

Although I have always shown myself in men's clothes, I am indeed a woman!

The Tang Dynasty holy monk and the female disciple are in the same room, and if this spreads, the reputation of the two of them will be ruined.

"Master......"

Ao Lie hesitated and wanted to say something.

Seeing her restrained appearance, Chen San couldn't help but laugh, hugged a futon and spread it on the ground: "It's not what you think, sleep on the ground for the teacher, and leave the bed for you." ”

Ao Lie said: "Then how can I let the master sleep on the ground, or I will sleep on the ground." ”

Chen San raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since you want to sleep on the ground so much, why don't we two go together?" ”

"Ah......h

Ao Lie didn't know how to answer again.

Chen San smiled and stopped talking, lying upside down on the beaten floor, turning around and covering his head with the quilt.

Sun Wukong stood outside the door, leaning on the pillar, condemning Chen San's shameless behavior in his heart.

"Phew! What kind of monk is not a flower monk, my grandson knows that people in Buddhism are not close to women, but he is good, and he sleeps directly in a room......"

"My grandson I is famous, how could I worship such a sanctimonious master......"

As the night grew darker, the candles in the room went out, and Sun Wukong came to the roof and lay on the ridge of the roof and counted the stars boringly.

Suddenly, I heard a child's cry.

I sat up and listened carefully, the sound was coming from the north.

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled, and the original spirit came out of his body and followed the sound to the bamboo forest behind the Zen courtyard.

The bamboo forest is dense, the wind in the forest is gusting, the bamboo shadow is shaking, and the crying is even worse when approaching.

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick, slammed it on the ground, and shouted: "Where are the ghosts!" ”.

A sad voice came: "We died so miserably......"

Sun Wukong dispelled the yin wind and said loudly: "What are the grievances, quickly speaking, I am the Monkey King Sun Wukong, and I will seek justice for you!" ”

The voice was crying while intermittently telling the secrets of the Guanyin Temple.

Twenty miles away from the southeast of Guanyin Zen Temple, there is a black wind mountain, there is a cave on the mountain called the black wind cave, and there is a black bear spirit living in it.

This black bear was born in the grass, but he is good at writing and ink, likes to talk highly, and often talks with Elder Jinchi, so the two became friends.

And the reason why Elder Jin Chi was able to live to the age of two hundred and seventy in the body of a mortal was all due to the elixir given by the black bear spirit.

In exchange for the elixir, Jin Chi would send ten boys to the Black Wind Mountain every month.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong was surprised and said: "In this way, you are the boy who gave the black bear spirit, and it was the black bear spirit who killed you and then threw your body here?" ”

The voice cried even more fiercely: "The great sage doesn't know, Elder Jinchi has a prominent reputation, and the people within a radius of hundreds of miles are scrambling to send their children to Guanyin Courtyard to listen to Jinchi's teachings and contaminate merits. ”

Lucky boy this saying, itself is nothing, some monks in their old age, life is difficult to take care of themselves, the temple will arrange a few little monks to serve around, called Xingtong.

Sun Wukong asked again: "If he is really a high-ranking monk, and being his lucky boy can be regarded as the creation of his previous life, then although Jinchi is not a good class, but at least he will not worry about food and clothing, how can he expose the corpses to the wilderness one by one?" ”

Sun Wukong made a rough estimate, there are hundreds of unjust souls in the forest, could it be that Xingtong is also a high-risk occupation now?

"We were persecuted to death by Elder Jinchi...... Woowoo woo ......"

"What did Jin Chi do to kill you lucky boys?"

The unjust soul replied: "Elder Jin Chi doesn't know which warlock to believe, practicing that inhumane immortal evil method, ingesting the essence of the boy, whoever is his lucky boy, not only has to serve during the day, but also satisfies his special habits at night, and has been tortured, so no lucky boy can survive through March." ”

Hiss –

Sun Wukong gasped.

Dare to love the luck of this fortunate child, which means to be lucky.

An old monk who is more than 200 years old actually attacked a group of boys who have not grown all their hair, which is really perverted.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but be angry, and he couldn't wait to beat Jin Chi to death at this moment.

"Hmph, this is the host of the Guanyin Academy? Guanyin Bodhisattva really accepted a good protégé! ”

Thinking of Chen San's daytime saying that the little fortunate boy had little time, he secretly admired Chen San's eyes like a torch.

But I can't help but despise it.

If you have seen the clues, why don't you say them?

Could it be that it has become a decent Buddhist sect and deliberately favors Jinchi?

After playing a package ticket to the wronged souls in the forest, Sun Wukong returned to his position and wanted to find the Golden Pool Theory.

But he didn't know that during the time when he was out of his body, a major event happened in the Guanyin Temple.

Jin Chi took the golden orchid robe to his room, closed the door tightly, and began to play.

The more I looked at this robe, the more I liked it, and I couldn't help but have the idea of taking it for myself.

"What if the Tang monk repents and doesn't give the robe to himself?"

Unable to withstand the temptation of the baby robe, Elder Jinchi suddenly had a bad thought, and quietly ordered the housekeeper in the courtyard to bring firewood to burn Chen San's master and apprentice to death in their sleep.

Fortunately, Chen San predicted the plot in advance, although the plot line of this world collapsed a little, but he still kept an eye on it, and quietly woke up Ao Lie when he saw a few sneaky figures outside the door.

Ao Lie took Chen San and hid on the roof of the main hall, watching Jin Chi personally burn down the Guanyin Courtyard that he had worked so hard to build.

The sky-high flames suddenly erupted, engulfing half of the temple in a short time.

Twenty miles away on the Black Wind Mountain, I also saw a fiery red sky above the Guanyin Zen Temple.

The black bear spirit secretly screamed: "Why is this golden pool so careless, it actually caused a fire in the courtyard, I have to go and save him." ”

The golden pool can't die.

If he dies, there will be no one to sacrifice him as a virgin.

The black bear spirit originally came to rescue Jin Chi, but when he arrived outside Jin Chi's window, he saw the golden orchid robe in his hand.

It just so happened that Jin Chi was chanting again: "Good baby, after tonight, as soon as the Tang Dynasty monk dies, you will be mine, and I can wear you and I will not invade disasters and avoid reincarnation, which is really wonderful!" ”

Avoiding calamity and reincarnation is the lifelong dream of every monster.

The shimmering robe seemed to have a magical power that blinded the mind of the black bear spirit.

The black bear spirit kicked open the door, and without saying a word, punched Jin Chi, who had not yet reacted, to death.

Then he took his robe and turned into a gust of black wind and left.

Sun Wukong returned to his place, saw that half of the Zen courtyard was in ruins, and hurriedly called Chen San.

When he saw Chen San and Ao Lie coming in from the outside safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The monks who set the fire in the courtyard didn't bother to question why the two of them were outside, the fire was getting stronger and stronger, and it was beyond the control of the monks, and the arsonist was busy fighting the fire at this time.

Seeing that the fire was about to spread to the main hall, the thin-faced steward of the day reprimanded the monks: "Go and see the host!" ”

Master Chen San and his apprentices followed the monks to the meditation room in Jinchi.

I saw a pool of blood on the ground that had not yet dried up, and Jin Chi was lying on the ground, already exhausted.