The red-haired old monster with a birdman in front of him and a brown-tailed girl recited the Buddha: "My Buddha is merciful, good and good." Ghost friends don't have evil thoughts, hoping to take advantage of the old monk's thin face and don't hurt the monk's friend. ”

Hearing this, the ghost king's head tightened, and he turned his head and scolded at Nian Jue: "Ahhh

Nian Jue: "If you don't cultivate as a friend of an old monk, how can you damage its door." ”

Before the ghost king could reply, he saw a dark cloud in the sky, wrapped in a divine dragon with golden light, floating over. The dragon's body circled, turned into a handsome man, and stood between the two. He laughed and said, "Hahaha! It turned out to be a distinguished guest welcoming the door, and I would have lost my welcome without repair." Yo he! This red-haired uncle, how can he look familiar?"

The ghost king pouted and cut: "Cut! I haven't seen you for decades, and you evil dragon can't even recognize me." ”

Shenlong was shocked: "Oh! Listening to this tone, could it be my green-haired ghost friend?"

The ghost king crossed his arms and raised his head, "Damn, I didn't see that Lao Tzu is wearing red hair now, and he will call me a red-haired old monster in the future." ”

Shenlong Wuxiu looked up and down with red hair: "Ahh

The ghost king's black hole eyes glared at the dragon: "I'm looking at the eyes or what's wrong? If you are envious, why don't you give you a red too, brother?"

Mo Wuxiu clapped his hands and said: "Oh! This is a good love! Nian Jue Monk, why don't you make your bald head red?"

Nian Zhu clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! Don't joke with the monk's treasure, there is the so-called color is emptiness." ”

Mo Wuxiu scratched his head: "Tut-tut! I really didn't ask for advice, it turns out that color is empty and it is color!"

Nian Jue Ang raised your arrogant brain: "My Buddha is the greatest, all-encompassing!"

The ghost king glanced at Mo Wuxiu and said, "Don't pay attention to this monk, don't talk to people all day long." Since I'm already here, why don't we get straight to the point?"

Shenlong smiled all over his face: "Oh! yes, let's just joke and forget about business." Dare to ask the ghost brother if he came to my demon domain this time just to show off his treasure hair?"

The Ghost King stared at the big sleeve of the divine dragon and asked, "I said, you, the evil dragon, why are you carrying my apprentice in your sleeve?"

Shenlong flicked his sleeves and put his back behind him: "What kind of statement is this? Could it be that the head-shaking blue ghost in my sleeve is still a brother and apprentice?"

"No, blame, I'm here for my apprentice. The Ghost King said as he stretched out his ghost claws to gesture at the dragon.

Nian's voice came: "I'm going with ghost friends, the so-called dog?"

The red-haired old monster glared at him fiercely, "You bald donkey, you don't care if I'm here for a dog or not, you can find whoever I want." ”

Mo Wuxiu rounded his mouth: "Oh roar! It turned out to be for the dog! I said! Why do you step on the tail of other dogs." Could it be that you are a red-haired old monster who has a crush on other people's brown-tailed big dogs?"

Nian Jue pouted and smiled: "I'm afraid it's not this dog!"

Mo Wuxiu looked at Nian Jue with curiosity in his eyes: "Isn't it this? That's that? Red-haired old monster, you can tell me, our family is also the master of the demon domain, and I will give it to you." ”

There was a burst of corrupt breath, and it spread as the ghost king scolded: "Fart! You two are sloppy together, are you going to be a ghost!" As he spoke, he threw away the big bird under his armpit and grabbed it towards Mo Wuxiu's big sleeve.

The monk was also very alert, and saw the red-haired old monster fly away. Slammed his brain, flew over and grabbed the tail of the twelve girls, and threw his back on his back.

The twelve girls were overjoyed, twisting their tails and straightening their bodies. He rode on Nianjue's neck with a sound, reached out and touched the bald scoop, rubbed it, and suddenly shouted: "Wow! It's so smooth!" said and sighed at his head, stretched out his sleeve and rubbed it, and suddenly it was as smooth as a mirror, and a small dog head was reflected on the bald scoop.

The curious apricot eyes wrinkled, and he slapped the bald scoop and said, "No, is this the legendary demon..... By the way, the demon bald?" he said, sticking out his playful tongue and shaking his head at the bald scoop. I saw that the dexterous puppy on it was also sticking out its tongue. I couldn't help rubbing it against the bald scoop for a while, but I was even more curious, and my tongue licked it for a while.

The licking monk trembled all over, and hurriedly got up to stop it, but it happened to be on his buttocks.

The twelve girls were furious: "Monk, you eat my tofu." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and punched the bald head, but the powder fist was painful.

The monk hurriedly let go of his hand, but he felt a softness on his neck, and his heart suddenly rippled, and the Buddha name in his mouth was endless.

Twelve girls hugged the pink fist: "Woo! You are a bad monk, eating other people's tofu will hurt people's hands." ”

The aconitum on the side suddenly became dissatisfied: "Monk, let go of Big Bird's wife." ”

The Twelve Girls stretched out their fingers and pointed at the birdman and said, "Nonsense! ”

Nian Jue propped up his arms so as not to touch the white and tender calves, and put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!

The Aconite-headed Birdman flew over and was about to take the brown-tailed girl away. But the legs of the twelve girls wrapped around the old monk's neck. "Who's your wife! Get out of the way, I beg the monk to have something to do. ”

Sitting on the shoulders with the buttocks crossed, the beautiful legs crossed and the neck, the twin peaks against the back of the head, a little movement, I felt a burst of softness straight down, I couldn't help but tremble in my legs, but I couldn't catch it, and I couldn't shake it off.

Nian Jue sighed: "Hey, the female benefactor, the poor monk helps Er get out of trouble, but don't want to be a monk." ”

The twelve girls glanced at the ghost king in the distance, and their bodies trembled, but the hand holding the monk's ear was tighter: "Oh! It's safe here, I don't think that red-haired monster will dare to step on my tail anymore." Hey, monk, bear with it first, didn't you just say that color is emptiness? Won't your monk be empty after reciting the sutra a few more times?"

The monk shook his head again and again, but his neck was itchy, and he couldn't help but turn his whole head red.

The monk stiffened his neck and didn't dare to move: "The female donor, please come down and speak, there is an old monk to protect you." ”

Twelve Niu shook her head again and again: "No! I don't listen to the bald donkey." ”

Nian Jue frowned, smelled the fragrance in his head, but said: "Female donor, if you don't come down again, the old monk will be angry!"

The twelve girls hurriedly hugged the bald head and said in a coquettish voice: "Hmph! If you love to be angry, you will be angry, and if you don't come down, you won't come down." ”

The monk suddenly ran out of ideas: "Why don't you accept you as a disciple?"

The twelve girls were overjoyed, their faces were full of laughter, and they didn't forget to hold the bald scoop and clap their hands and exclaim: "Okay! Then you can teach me a magical power and kill the red-haired monster." ”

Nian Jue sighed again: "Hey! Red-haired ghost friend, I can't do it!"

The Twelve Girls scratched their heads and thought for a long time before saying, "Then you always run fast, as long as I don't get trampled on by the monster." ”

Nian Jue said with a bitter face: "Your sister ......."

The twelve girls were annoyed, interrupted the monk, and slapped the bald lady again, "You thief monk still have to scold, you don't want to let your sister come down in this life." ”

Nian Jue sighed for the third time: "Hey, female donor, after listening to the poor monk's speech, it's not a scolding, but your sister..."

"You are really not a monk, not to mention eating my sister's tofu, and you want to bargain with my sister." ”

The old monk was so angry that he stretched out his hands, not knowing where to pull. "Oh yes! I mean your red-tailed sister. ”

The twelve girls suddenly realized, but they were suspicious for a while: "Oh! By the way, did you see my sister outside? Could it be that you are not rude to my sister by being a thief? The jade hand that hit the bald scoop hurt for a while, and simply opened the dog's mouth to the bald scoop is a mouthful.

The monk was so angry that he was beaten to the chest, and the sound of the beating shook his delicate body violently. "Amitabha! Monk, I don't mean anything, the female benefactor is at ease when she comes, and the little monk is not to blame. ”

Seeing that the monk was not talking, the aconitum birdman immediately secretly leaned over and said, "Sister Brown-tailed Dog, let's come down, Brother Big Bird, I'll take you to slip away." ”

The twelve girls pointed at the birdman and scolded, ", don't you see my sister I'm riding a donkey? Watch your gates, and don't let any black-haired or purple-haired monsters break in. ”

The aconitum birdman squinted at the twelve girls, but he was not annoyed in his heart, "Don't say that this little dog is really capable, and she has taken up a good backer when she comes up." Hey, wait, there's always a day when she's tired from riding. I'd better hide for now, lest the crowd won't be seen. ’