"Holy monk, hurry up and eat. ”

In Xuanzang's room, Fang Ling held the fish soup he cooked, and said with an excited face.

"I have long known that the holy monk said that the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left something in his heart, so I personally cooked a bowl of fish soup for you this morning, hurry up and taste it. Fang Ling looked at Xuanzang and said expectantly.

After all—

In the fish soup, I put that thing in it!

"Amitabha, Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, is it a little inappropriate to drink fish soup in the morning. ”

Xuanzang asked with a twitch out of the corner of his eyes.

The poor monk had eaten breakfast, and he had made the simple food the same kind of food as the food in the spirit of aphrodisiac.

Then, the poor monk came.

That's because the poor monk knows that there is something strange in this soup, after all, the poor monk is not blind.

Cheng Chuliang's two brothers don't seem to be liars at all.

As for what's weird here.

Amitabha, what he prepared was nothing more than sweat medicine or computer accessories.

Do poor monks need to be afraid?

I can't ask for it!

But—

Can you let someone else do it for you, can you just add a computer accessory?

Speaking from the heart, the appearance is still good.

It's good that the fish scales haven't gone!

Fortunately, the internal organs were lost.

Otherwise, the poor monk almost thought that he was making canned herring.

Even so, the fishy smell of the fish soup could be smelled a few meters away.

Although—

The poor monk really wants to be poured by you.

But the poor monk really can't talk about it!

Looking at the fish soup, Xuanzang felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Before I crossed, I was a senior foodie, and I had to taste any scorpion pufferfish.

Xuanzang has always suspected that he may have eaten poisonous things and died in his previous life.

But I also ate so many delicious and unpalatable things.

But—

Fang Ling: This really refreshed his perception of food.

You weren't an Englishman in your last life!

Death is not blind, oh no, will you do it by looking up at the starry sky?

Rigou, even if the poor monk wants to have some accidents with you.

But, the poor monk really can't do it!

The little master said and laughed, it's almost autumn, this fish soup is the most nourishing, try it while it's hot. ”

Fang Ling smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at Xuanzang tightly

A pair of hands, wanting to move, then seemed to think of something, and quickly withdrew it, making a return to the rules.

Xuanzang stopped talking, you might as well be a little unruly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has recently changed his diet to a vegetarian diet, and he can't stand it. ”

Xuanzang pushed away the dishes and said solemnly.

"But you didn't say—"

"Amitabha, if you have a Buddha in your heart, you can ignore the meat, but if you don't have a Buddha in your heart, then how can you break your vows. Xuanzang spoke.

The next moment, I saw Fang Ling glaring at him.

"Xuanzang, this palace looks down on you just like this palace!" Fang Lingfeng's eyes were round, and his eyes were full of grievances.

He was indeed married, and even seduced his nephew Yang Yuzhi when he married Dou Fengjie, and even let everyone in the world know that he had a disorderly style.

But—

Fang Ling knows that she is a good woman!

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no such intention, and the poor monk is a monk. ”

Xuanzang looked directly at Fang Ling's somewhat reddened eyes and said slowly.

"Who knows?!"

Fang Ling roared, and layers of crystal tears welled up in his dark eyes.

Fang Ling swore that if it weren't for the fact that this little monk's force value was too high, he would have pounced on it a long time ago!

"Amitabha, God knows. ”

Xuanzang pointed to the sky and said seriously.

I couldn't hold it anymore, and tears began to flow down the corners of my eyes.

Seeing Fang Ling crying, Xuanzang felt that his head hurt, what did he do wrong?

God knows!

"Do you know, this is the first time that Bengong has been tempted by a man, and it is the first time to whisper like this, is it really not possible?" Fang Ling felt a pang of cramping in his heart.

Although he had known this result for a long time, after Xuanzang said it himself, it was still a little difficult to accept.

"Amitabha, the master said that the woman under the mountain is a tiger. ”

"Knock knock~"

The footsteps gradually faded away, looking at Fang Ling's departing back, Xuanzang smiled bitterly.

The poor monk hasn't finished saying this.

The master said that the woman under the mountain is a tiger.

But the Buddha also said that he should sacrifice his life to feed the tiger!

The comprehension is so poor, how can you be a princess.

Pick up the soup bowl and bring it to the tip of your nose.

"Gott~"

Will you be able to learn how to cook well next time and then mix computer accessories?

I really can't taste it!

I can't do it if I want to have a chicken coincidence!

Towards noon, everyone packed up their itinerary and began to rush in the direction of the Pure Land Temple, it is worth mentioning that Fang Ling has not appeared in the carriage since he was rejected.

Just when Xuanzang and the others were rushing towards the Pure Land Temple.

The entire Three Realms also shook violently because of one thing.

West Heaven, Great Thunder Sound Temple.

It is a holy place in the hearts of all Buddhists.

In the center of the splendid hall, a pool of golden lotus flowers is planted.

The lotus flower is sacred, as if it is congenitally undefiled, and if you look carefully, you can see the truth, goodness and beauty of all the world.

On both sides of the main hall are rows of Arhat Buddhas of different forms, and the bursts of Zen sound seem to contain the Buddha's truth.

As long as ordinary mortals listen to it, I am afraid that they will give birth to the heart of taking refuge in my Buddha.

Even people who have not listened to the Buddha's mind for a while will give birth to the heart of refuge.

On the top of the golden lotus of nine merits, sit in it.

The immortal, immortal aura emanated from Rulai's body.

"Amitabha. ”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the next moment, the originally solemn and abnormal Great Lei Yin Temple became even more solemn.

All the arhats, Buddhas, and bodhisattvas looked at the Buddha and listened.

After all—

The Buddha was notoriously cautious.

"Amitabha, King Qin Guang has sent news that the Monkey King has appeared in the underworld. ”

If he opened his mouth, his voice was loud, and many white lotuses fell from the void, and the entire Great Lei Yin Temple was filled with bursts of inexplicable fragrance.

There was a sudden commotion from below, apparently about the beginning of a discussion.

"Amitabha, World-Honored One, that monkey head was suppressed by World-Honored One, and with the blessing of World-Honored Mana, how can it escape?" Guanyin, who was standing on the far left, opened his mouth to pat his ass, and the noise below suddenly dissipated.

Rulai nodded with satisfaction.

It's really cool to be slapped on the back, especially if it's a group of people who pat themselves on the back or their former peers and a little bit of hatred.

"My mana suppression, there will be no problem, but the five parties revealed the truth to report, saying that the reincarnation of the golden cicada went to Wuzhi Mountain. ”

If you come to speak, the voice spreads in the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

When it comes to the golden cicada, not only the people below, but also Guanyin's complexion has become strange.

"Five hundred years, it seems...... It's almost there, right?"

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