Big flowers are going to be castrated?

It's a really enjoyable – sad story.

was so sad that Xuanzang couldn't even suppress the bold idea in his mind.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will go right away. ”

Xuanzang took a happy step, opened the door of the meditation room, and the moment he saw the debate, Xuanzang was stunned.

The debater is still wearing the blood-colored robe he gave him before going up the mountain, it's been a long time, right, is the debater liking red?

Embroidery monk?

Belch~

I couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly found that there is no normal monk in this monastery except for himself, Du Nyima is wonderful!

The debate was taken calmly.

Senior Brother Xuanzang, this is testing his homework!

Although Senior Brother Xuanzang and the ordinary brothers outside who are doing nothing look at him exactly the same.

But he can have his current state of mind, and thanks to Senior Brother Xuanzang, how can he be the same as other ordinary brothers outside.

So, there is only one truth.

At this moment, the debater felt as if a black-rimmed glasses appeared in his eyes, and his thinking was running at an unprecedented high speed.

Except for the fact that Senior Brother Xuanzang is testing himself, there is no other explanation.

"Amitabha, your clothes—"

Xuanzang asked tentatively.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Xuanzang, the opportunity to debate is saved. The debate machine looked at Xuanzang with admiration and said seriously.

Xuanzang ......

The footsteps grew farther and farther away, and the silence in the meditation room remained.

It's just that unlike when I came, the original pot of orchids full of energy has become much more sluggish.

It wasn't until the footsteps couldn't be heard at all that the orchid regained some of her spirit.

If the Lan Demon can transform into a human form at this moment, she will find that there is a thick complaint in her eyes.

How can you do it to a girl's house-

Do something like that!

You'll have to wait until it gets dark.

But if it's dark.

As soon as he thought that he would be able to transform into a human form after dark, and then pounce on the little monk's brother, the Lan Demon suddenly felt that there was some unknown liquid in his flower bones.

Wait.

Wait until it gets dark.

Only......

On the other side, Xuanzang followed the debate machine towards the main hall in the time he had earned enough to turn around.

After all, the blood-colored robe of the debate machine is too conspicuous.

It's just that the two of them looked as usual, and there was no change in the slightest because of other people's eyes.

The debate machine understood a certain truth because of Xuanzang's point, and the eyes of outsiders were just a kind of external demons in the eyes of the debater, and he regarded all this as a practice.

Xuanzang is completely holding on.

Such a high return rate reminded Xuanzang of some things in his previous life for a long time.

At that time, I hadn't become bald yet.

Of course, it's definitely not as strong as it is now.

At that time-

I eat a clear soup with little water, but occasionally I can open meat.

There are countless big devil-like beings above who want to imprison their minds all day long, and want to banish the poor monks to fend for themselves in the ocean called the Title Sea.

However, it is much more comfortable to be busy than now.

I remember one time, I helped my comrades-in-arms deliver love letters.

When they arrived at the door of the opponent's trench, the eyes of more than forty people looked over in unison in an instant.

That feeling—

Sour!

It feels the same now as it did then.

However, Xuanzang said that he could not be cowardly.

The debate is a poor monk's brainless fan, he is not cowardly, how can the poor monk show his timidity.

"Giggle~"

Dahua's screams made Xuanzang secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

It's finally the main hall.

Otherwise, if he continued, Xuanzang felt that his mentality might collapse.

Immediately, the scene in the hall made Xuanzang feel like a mother selling batches in his heart.

There was a group of monks standing neatly under the stage, the oil lamps were scarce and dim, but under the reflection of this group of bald heads, the whole hall seemed unusually bright.

At the forefront, the standing under the Buddha's seat and-

Amitabha, the poor monk is talking about two big bald heads standing under the Buddha's seat, one of them is his own master, and the other is Uncle Shentong who is full of bulging muscles.

The two of them are also the two highest-ranking monks in the temple today.

As for YTO, he had already traveled a month ago.

And behind the two of them, on the table where the Buddha put the tribute.

It's a big flower tied up - a big flower!

Bursts of screams came from Dahua's mouth, like a cuckoo crying blood, all of which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it wept.

Amitabha, poor monks can beg you old fellows to be individuals.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Xuanzang, you are here. ”

As soon as Xuanzang arrived, a very characteristic middle-aged monk walked over.

Why it is said to be distinctive.

If the other people's head is a constant faint candle, then the middle-aged monk's head is a 100-watt light bulb, the kind that is specially waxed.

Moreover, the monk's robe he was wearing was not an ordinary linen cloth, but a monk's robe made of silk.

Big dogs.

Xuanzang cursed secretly in his heart.

"I've seen Senior Brother Debater. ”

"Senior Brother Debater. ”

"Hey, hey, everyone is in the same door so much etiquette, the two junior brothers are the dragon and phoenix among the people, if there is a shortage of money, just tell the senior brother, the money is enough!"

Biancai patted his chest and reassured.

At the same time, the eyes of Xuanzang were also a little strange, according to his own gossip, the background of this Xuanzang junior brother is not ordinary, maybe it is the illegitimate son of the abbot.

It is very likely that he will be in charge of Jodoji Temple in the future.

He is now in charge of the incense money of the entire temple of the Pure Land Temple, but there are many people who value his position, and he has a good relationship with the future abbot first.

"Amitabha, money is just something outside the body, senior brother should focus on the practice of Buddhism. The debater said seriously.

Xuanzang nodded with satisfaction.

This is the advantage of having a little brother, sometimes some simple reasons for the little brother around me to say it.

He is more able to maintain an unpredictable image.

"Yes, yes, but this robe on you, Senior Debater—"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk on the stage shouted the Buddha's name, and suddenly the hall, which was still a little noisy, became quiet.

The lights were dim, and with the terrible screams of Dahua, she looked like a group of cultists who were about to do something.

But under the light of the Buddha on the first Buddha statue, it looks solemn and abnormal.

"The old man has summoned you today, and there is something to be announced. “

The old monk said slowly.

Shen Tong, who was standing aside as if he was a Dharma protector, slowly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see what was going on.

"My Pure Land Temple has been founded for many years, and it is well-known throughout Chang'an City, yesterday the old man went down the mountain and saw that the big flower beast actually dared to damage the reputation of my Pure Land Temple, what do you say we should do with it. ”

Speaking of which, the old monk's originally yellow face was already red with anger.

"Amitabha, the poor monk suggested burning them?"

The hall fell silent for a moment, and all the monks present turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.