Xuanzang was very puzzled.

Monk Mingming——

Live well.

How did you get killed?

Xuanzang's speed slowed down, and he didn't rush out directly, and then showed that he wasn't dead.

Sometimes, after a person's death, something more truthful can be heard.

This is just like what people say before and after, not all the truth is told before people, and people naturally have some scruples after people.

Other people's evaluations of themselves, even Xuanzang couldn't help but want to hear them clearly.

So Xuanzang pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

There is still some distance from the abbot's meditation room, even if it is strengthened a lot by the dragon elephant Prajna Gong, you need to listen carefully to hear clearly.

But it is precisely because of this that Xuanzang was not discovered.

"Senior brother, Xuanzang is a man of destiny, he has the blessing of heaven, how can he die, you two don't have to talk nonsense!" Yuantong's loud shouts made Shentong and the old monk's miserable wails pause.

Xuanzang, who was listening outside, nodded with satisfaction.

Although Uncle Yuantong is a little talkative on weekdays, he still has some vision.

Or rather, the poor monk in the Pure Land Temple.

Sure enough, it was like a jewel in a dung pit, and even the most blind person could see that the poor monk was unusual.

Amitabha.

Sins, sins, sins.

Although it is not a proverb, how can the poor monk compare the Pure Land Temple to a pickled place like a dung pit!

Amitabha, good, good.

"Senior brother, don't take chances, how could ordinary people escape from the Dryad the year before last!" the old monk cried with a sad face.

"Yes, senior brother, it's all my fault, if I had taught Xuanzang some skills earlier, he wouldn't have been able to escape!"

Xuanzang nodded with satisfaction while walking slowly in the direction of the Pure Land Temple.

Amitabha, good, good.

Uncle Shentong finally realized his mistake.

The children can be taught, the children can be taught!

"Senior brother, you must be too worried, before coming back, in order to reduce the difficulty of the task for Xuanzang, Lao Wei easily beat the thousand-year-old dryad half to death. ”

Yuantong said proudly.

Although he didn't know what his senior brother was crazy about suddenly, and insisted that Xuanzang was going to die, Yuantong felt that he had the obligation to reveal some inside information to them.

"Amitabha, really, senior brother, Xuanzang is not dead, Xuanzang is not dead, if it is a thousand-year-old tree demon with only half a life left, even if Xuanzang is a weak chicken, it is possible to escape. ”

Shentong stood up directly excitedly.

After all, Xuanzang is the key to whether his three senior brothers can enter the Lingshan Buddha realm.

If Xuanzang really had an accident.

The three of them are estimated to be unable to enter the door of the Great Leiyin Temple in their lives.

Even, even if Su Hui is reincarnated, there is no hope of entering the Great Lei Yin Temple.

After all, you haven't completed the tasks assigned by the Great Leiyin Temple, and you still want to enter the Leiyin Temple?

Let's eat too much!

Originally, Shentong was already desperate.

I was even wondering if I was going to switch to the Taoist temple next door.

But when he heard Yuantong's words, it suddenly seemed like another village.

What if—

What if Xuanzang really didn't die?!

"Amitabha, don't be lucky, junior brother, that night I felt the breath of the old demon of Montenegro from afar, although it is only a clone, but it is several times more powerful than the heyday of the tree demon, where is there any hope for Xuanzang to survive, he must be dead!"

The old monk said with a decadent face.

"Senior brother Hugh is talking nonsense, Xuanzang is the reincarnation of the Buddha, and his Buddhism has been strong since he was a child, even if he encounters demons, he can rely on his own Dharma cultivation to save the day. Yuantong shouted.

The green tendons on the bald head are exposed, and it seems that he is angry to the extreme.

The next moment, Shentong and the old monk looked at Yuantong in unison.

Yuantong was stunned for a moment, and then he was looked at with a weak heart.

"Senior brother, senior brother, you are looking at the old man like this. ”

Yuantong asked with a flickering gaze.

"Senior brother, do you believe this?"

"Senior brother, we've been friends for decades, can we not talk about these scenes?"

Yuantong was suddenly embarrassed.

I poured too much poisonous chicken soup, and I didn't see who the object was, so I subconsciously poured a wave of poisonous chicken soup.

"That, senior brother, junior brother, in fact, the old man found out that the little monk named Shifang. ”

Speaking of which, YTO sold a pass.

Shentong and the old monk listened attentively, although they already roughly thought that Xuanzang had no chance of surviving.

But what if?

What if Yuan informs you of any inside information?

"The little monk called Shifang, there is a golden Buddha in the cloth bag, which is cast by the golden body of the Arhat, according to the grapevine, it is very likely to be the golden body of the Arhat who once descended the dragon, there is the golden body, hehe. ”

Yuantong smiled triumphantly.

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter, because Yuantong found that the two old guys on the other side looked at him a little wrong.

"Xuanzang, you died so miserably~"

The old monk wailed.

"It's all because Uncle Shi didn't pass on your skills. Shentong also cried.

Flexible......

So, why did you cry even harder after I told me about it?

Shouldn't you be like the old man, ecstatic and excited?

Why did you cry more sadly?

And then—

Another new round of quarrels.

Xuanzang was outside, and the three old guys who could hear the quarrel inside were speechless for a while.

The old monk and Shentong didn't say they were dead, and Yuantong argued that he wasn't alive.

Make the poor monk lie in your coffin.

One moment to lie down, the next to sit up.

Feelings, the poor monk is sitting in a coffin and doing sit-ups!

[○･｀Д´･○]

I was a little speechless, but I felt a warmth in my heart.

Although, these three old guys.

On weekdays, he is abducted and deceived, and all kinds of subordinate methods are used to the extreme, and his character is extremely bad, but at least he cares about the poor monks.

Xuanzang was slightly moved.

Amitabha, good, good.

In this case, when the poor monk can provoke these three old guys, the amount of blood shed in the Bloody Light Disaster will be reduced by half.

Amitabha, good, good.

The poor monk is really compassionate and meritorious!

Then, the next thing is the appearance of the poor monk, which surprises the three old guys.

Xuanzang smiled and strode forward.

Within a few steps, you will arrive at the abbot's meditation room.

"Squeak~'

Xuanzang gently pushed open the door of the meditation room with a smile on his face.

The next moment, three pairs of eyes looked at the door in unison.

"Amitabha, master, uncle and poor monk are back, why are your eyes red?"

Although he knew the reason, Xuanzang still teased with a smile.

The three old monks looked at Xuanzang in a daze.

The three of us are all ready to defect collectively and go to the Taoist temple next door to become a monk, and this kid really came back alive?!

This time, you don't have to be a Taoist priest!

Immediately, the old monk seemed to think of something.

got up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and walked quickly towards Xuanzang.

Looking at the old monk who walked towards him, Xuanzang smiled.

The master is really a child, is it because he saw the poor monk come back alive and wanted to give the poor monk a bear hug?

Slowly, Xuanzang opened his hands.

And then—