The vast end of the world is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills~

......

The magical melody kept echoing in my head.

Xuanzang felt that the big flower was too jumpy in the past two days!

For so many years in the temple before, I diligently chirped the time every day, but there was no moth at all.

And then—

Since the big flower incident happened, Xuanzang felt that this guy might have been a little stimulated.

Yesterday, I confronted the three old guys.

I did what I wanted to do for so many years but didn't dare to do.

The poor monk respects you as a man!

Although this man has an abnormal brain, it's just that.

Then, this morning, I started singing the most dazzling national style!

It's like a pen that traveled to ancient times, and then ran in front of the emperor with his long legs exposed, and danced to the Pure Land of Bliss!

That sense of disobedience, I really want to kill him directly!

Taking a deep breath, Xuanzang worked hard to calm Zi's state of mind.

Although the big flower outside didn't sing a word in human words, but-

Xuanzang covers his face!

Why does it feel like every 'oh' word is completely in tune!

"Amitabha. ”

Xuanzang got up, and the monk's robe on his body was crumpled a little.

"Click~"

The foot was too strong, and the other was thrown beside him, and the broken table leg was directly stepped on.

He looked at his meditation room.

Xuanzang's heart has countless sentences of grass and mud horses that he wants to say.

The scene in front of me was like the three sledding fools having a party at their own house.

followed by Lanxin and Xiaozhuo.

Lan Xin is on the windowsill at the moment, and the leaves have lost their former verdant, looking a little wilted.

"Buzz~"

A bee is constantly flying in front of the orchid, as if intending to do something bad.

"Smack~"

The emerald green orchid leaves suddenly stretched out, and the next moment the flying bees directly turned into a puddle of flesh.

Xuanzang was a little dumbfounded.

This little monster's means of protecting himself is somewhat interesting.

Xiao Zhuo's ashes altar stayed quietly under his bed.

Looking at the already messy room, Xuanzang was silent.

Forget it, let's go directly to the old monk and ask for a new meditation room.

The reason is that he awakened some memories of his previous life, and he didn't control his breath and shook the meditation room directly.

"Boom~"

The next moment, the blood surged, and the room that had already become a garbage dump became even more messy!

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. ”

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was pushed open.

The sunlight was as bright as broken silver, almost extravagant, and the wind came through the deepest part of the woods and galloped away from the treetops, the sound of which was empty and far-reaching.

All the distractions must be precipitated for a period of time and then look back, so that everything can be clearer.

Amitabha Buddha - Stop for the poor monks!

This is the Pure Land Temple, and it is full of serious monks.

It's not about staging an abortion and snatching a boyfriend's plastic sisterhood!

"Oh-"

The moment Xuanzang went out, Dahua's singing stopped abruptly, and then Xuanzang saw a pair of sharp corns staring at him.

Xuanzang also looked at the big flower!

In the air, there seemed to be sparks.

"Dead monk, yesterday he dared to sneak attack Lin Bei, there is a kind of-"

Xuanzang raised his fist and looked carefully, and Dahua's voice suddenly stopped.

"Gollum~"

The sound of swallowing saliva was particularly clear on this autumn morning.

"Hey, you chicken demon is here, the princess is looking for you, why don't you hurry up!"

Dahua, who was holding on to Xuanzang, immediately turned his eyes, and his wings fluttered and fled in the direction where Gao Yang was.

Madan.

Big black man, this chicken remembers your favor.

Don't look at how arrogant you were in front of that monk just now, in fact, you just let go of cruel words.

When he fled by himself, there was a big brother with scars on his face.

When you meet someone, you don't care if you can beat it or not, let's talk about it first!

Then the big brother was caught by an old gourd spirit on the way to the Pure Land Temple, and I don't know how he is doing now.

Although thinking about these messy things, Dahua ran faster.

This monk is too fierce!

If you don't run, won't you stay and be beaten?!

Dahua ran away, but Xuanzang didn't chase after him.

Instead, he turned his head to look at the big black man.

The big black man suddenly took a step back as if he was frightened.

"Well, do you dare to try it with me? ”

The black man, swallowing his saliva, seemed to give himself courage, and said loudly.

"Amitabha, don't dare. ”

Fang Jun......

This monk doesn't follow the routine!

"How are you, a monk... Why is there no blood at all!"

Fang Jun felt that his head hurt.

Although his IQ is not high, his three brothers seemed to have completely ignored the character of this monk yesterday.

The point is that this monk's personality looks a bit difficult!

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just meeting with the donor for the second time today, the donor runs to the poor monk and asks the poor monk to try with you, why does the poor monk want to compete with you, is it not bloody if you don't compete?

Amitabha, the poor monk felt that the benefactor may have hit the ground first when he was born. ”

Xuanzang looked at the black man in front of him with the eyes of the mentally retarded.

"Why did your head hit the ground first?" Fang Jun was stunned for a moment.

"Amitabha, enlighten yourself!"

Fang Jun......

"What's more, the so-called comparison is nothing more than gambling, monks should have eight precepts, gambling is one of them, how can a poor monk break the precepts, after all, a poor monk is a serious monk!"

Xuanzang solemnly refused.

Fang Jun......

You make so much sense that I don't know how to refute it.

"Amitabha, if the donor is fine, the poor monk still has something to do with the abbot. ”

Xuanzang said calmly.

I also have to find the abbot to change the meditation room!

"Wait!"

Xuanzang raised his fist, and Fang Jun suddenly collapsed to the ground in fright, but his hands were holding Xuanzang's thighs tightly.

"Master, if you don't compete with me today, I won't let go!"

"Let it go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"You let go, the monks don't move their mouths, don't force the poor monks!"

"Don't let go of death!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't even know your name, so you have to compete with the poor monk, at least-"

"My name is Fang Jun, the word is love, can the master compete with me now?"

Fang Jun stood up and said in surprise.

Xuanzang..... ()〈)) = convex

I'll try you a big-headed ghost, you call Fang Junfang to love and-

"Wait a minute, what's your name?" Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fang Jun with some confusion, this name is a little familiar.

"Fang Jun, Fang Yi's love!"

Fang Jun looked at Xuanzang with some puzzlement, not understanding what was wrong with the master.

"Fang Xuanling's second son?"

"That's right, how does the master know?"

"Amitabha, brother, don't move, don't move like this, the poor monk looks at you, you are a rich and noble appearance, and the heavenly spirit cover has a ray of light that goes straight to the sky, and you should be a person who has been famous for thousands of years!"