Wozh!

Xuanzang had a feeling in his heart after being trampled by grass and mud horses.

It's not just Xuanzang.

Except for the ignorant son of the monk Jidian, everyone present felt this way.

That's too!

Is this a voluntary surrender or a righteous annihilation?!

Looking at Ji Dian with an expressionless face, this feeling became more and more intense.

"Amitabha, that meat was boiled by a poor monk. Ji Dian patted his chest, ignoring everyone's collapsed gaze, and said proudly.

What's there to be proud about?!

Everyone present cursed in their hearts.

"The firewood was brought by a poor monk. ”

Many monks who were preparing to criticize and write were once again in a daze.

Because—

The person who spoke was Xuanzang, who had been silent.

At this moment, Xuanzang looked up at Ji Dian.

Ji Dian also raised his head slowly.

"The fire was lit by the little monk. Ji Dian looked at Xuanzang.

The two of them looked at each other, and there seemed to be an electric current in the air.

"Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are added by poor monks. Ji Dian spoke, very proud of this.

When it comes to cooking dog meat alone, even the god of food may not be able to compare to this.

After all, has the God of Food ever cooked such a high-end ingredient as the Howling Dog?

tied up the howling dog to his house, he not only served him with delicious food and drink, but also barked like a dog, which was too undisciplined.

"He also peeled the skin, and he also added green onions and garlic. ”

Xuanzang pointed at Jidian and said.

"That's right, cooking dog meat, the poor monk is a professional. ”

Ji Dian said proudly.

But then again, why does it feel a little wrong?

"The wine was also provided by him. ”

"That's right, although the poor monk's wine gourd can't fill all the lakes and seas, it can still do it with the water of a river. ”

Ji Dian said proudly, but he felt more and more that something was wrong with this.

"Meat is what he persuaded the poor monks to eat. ”

"No—nonsense, you eat more than a poor monk. ”

The next moment, Ji Dian's eyes, which had been smiling and narrowing into a slit, suddenly rounded, and he explained loudly.

Amitabha Buddha was almost yin.

Senior brother, even after reincarnation, he is so insidious, he actually wants to trap the poor monk, but fortunately, the poor monk is witty.

"Amitabha, that's right, it was all done by poor monks, and the poor monks are indeed the dogs that eat. Xuanzang began to speak with a fearless expression.

Li Shimin and his son-in-law pinched their chins in unison, and the faces of the father and daughter were the same.

Anyway, we seem to have a hole in that dog meat.

"The poor monks were not persecuted by Jidian, yes, they were all made by poor monks. ”

The one who didn't choose to hold his head high and his chest was big and had a gesture of generosity to die.

Just combined with Ji Dian's confession that he took the initiative to admit that he ate dog meat before, it made the expressions of the other people present a little strange, and even the expressions of the three old monks looking at Ji Dian had become unkind.

Huitong, a sweeping monk who originally regarded Ji Dian as a well-wisher to help him, gradually changed from gratitude to confusion when he looked at his eyes.

Then there was a shift from bewilderment to anger, followed by a thunderstorm.

(?? へ?? ╬)

It's all about shouldering everything!

At this moment, such an idea flashed in the minds of those who were unaware.

It's really Xuanzang's tone that is too tragic.

Although it seems to be a one-handed commitment, it is completely forced or does not want a friend to be punished?

In contrast, Ji Dian even came to inform.

Character gap, high judgment.

And Li Shimin, who knew the inside story, instantly became a little weird, wanting to expose the true face of this monk, but he didn't know where to expose it.

"Hey, hey, you can't talk nonsense!"

Ji Dian panicked, and without waiting for Xuanzang to continue, he opened his mouth and shouted.

Special mother, when the mother eats dog meat in Lingshan, you come to report the poor monk, and the poor monk who was harmed was chased by Erlang God and cut down the triple heaven.

And now again—

Amitabha, well, this grandson didn't report the poor monk.

But you might as well report the poor monk directly!

"Amitabha, monks—don't fight—!"

Xuanzang closed his eyes in pain, and then seemed to make Ji Dian feel at ease, he opened his eyes and showed a sad look at Ji Dian.

Ji Dian......

It's true that you didn't tell a lie, but you just used the wrong tone, so that others took your truth as a lie!

In an instant, everyone present looked at Ji Dian.

The faces of the three old monks became even more ugly.

Look, look!

The monks of our Pure Land Temple are very responsible, except for the acting skills that failed to play normally, everything else is perfect.

The three of them are clear.

It's just that sometimes the essence of a lie is not how many people you can fool, but how many people believe what you say.

Obviously, the three people who can see through Xuanzang's lies are willing to express what Xuanzang wants to express.

The so-called fake is true when it is true, and false is true when it is false.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do?"

There was a slightly flustered cry from next door.

I opened my eyes slightly, and I was so frightened that I closed my eyes again.

The three old monks have already deceived themselves.

Are you going to put on a foursome later?

Ahem, Amitabha Buddha sins and sins.

Senior Brother Jidian, it seems that he is still a poor monk!

"Amitabha, did you commit suicide privately, did you commit a crime, it's really-"

"Amitabha, this uncle, you are in the same position as you say, you must know that the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, and the poor monk has this-"

"Amitabha, that's right, this is also what the poor monk knows that Jidian Senior Brother wants to say, and he plagiarized it in advance, and there is a sentence behind it that if the world learns from me, it will be like entering the devil's way!" Xuanzang shouted with his eyes closed.

Ji Dian.......

It's too much fun, daddy!

"Master, uncle, what are you doing, the poor monk has done it, but don't embarrass the junior brother!" Xuanzang shouted on the side, but was dragged by the old monk sweeping the floor in the backyard.

Let Xuanzang not take a step.

The three old monks couldn't help but roll their eyes in unison, it's over, Xuanzang, bastard, you are still playing endlessly!

The next moment, the three of them looked at Ji Dian in unison.

"According to the rules of the Pure Land Temple, those who break the vows should-"

"Wait, what kind of poor monk is a monk of Lingyin Temple. ”

Old Monk ......

Flexible......

Shentong ......

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, looking at the three old monks who stopped, Ji Dian breathed a sigh of relief.

The human emperor is next to him, and his cultivation can't play much at all, and the three big monks in front of him are not easy to mess with at a glance, especially Shentong, the whole person is like a humanoid monster, if you really come up.

His small body is really not enough for the other party to play.

But the poor monk remembered!

"Masters, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, originally the Zen debate should start tomorrow, today everyone gathers together, why don't you master discuss winning or losing here?"

Saying that, Li Shimin stared at Xuanzang tightly.

Boy, the dog meat matter is over, but if I don't get you out of the Pure Land Temple today, I will have the same surname as my son!