Pure Land Temple, after these days of restoration, the temple that was destroyed by the battle has almost recovered.

After all, this is the world of mythology.

Taoists can summon Yellow Turban wrestlers, Buddhists can also drive similar Buddha soldiers and Taoist soldiers, these ordinary temple attics are not too easy to repair!

In front of the restored hall, the debater stared blankly at the red sun gradually setting in the west.

Senior Brother Xuanzang has been gone for many, many days.

The specific number of days, the debate machine did not carefully count.

Maybe it's a month, maybe it's two months, maybe it's ten years or eight years.

During this time, the debater felt like he was living like a year.

Why did Senior Brother Xuanzang leave?

Why did Senior Brother Xuanzang have a conflict with the abbot?

Why did Senior Brother Xuanzang take in the goblins?

Is it that the Buddhist scriptures are not easy to read, or is the temple food not delicious?

The moment Xuanzang left, the debate machine was confused.

Is the Pure Land Temple still the Pure Land Temple without Brother Xuanzang?

The debate machine felt that he had lost the direction of his life, and the blood-colored robe that had not left his body for a long time was also taken off, definitely not because he had been wearing it for too long and the smell was too heavy.

The four major monks are empty.

Even if there is a smell on the tip of my nose that makes me unable to sleep or eat all the time, I can be empty.

"Debater, you're here again. ”

The debate machine turned back.

"Senior Brother Zhuyi, why did you say Senior Brother Xuanzang is leaving, is it that the fasting meal is not delicious or the Buddhist scriptures are not easy to read?"

The debater asked with a confused expression.

"Amitabha, fasting is not delicious, and Buddhist scriptures are not easy to read. ”

The debate machine's expression froze, obviously choked on Zhang Zhuyu's words.

If you think about it.

It seems that the frog meat I ate last time was really a little better than the vegetarian rice.

However, the Buddhist scriptures contain great truth and great wisdom, why is it not easy to read, it is obviously very interesting, okay!

"Actually, junior brother, you have this idea, and the poor monk has also had it recently. ”

Zhang Zhuyu sat next to the debate machine.

The debate machine looked at Zhang Zhuyu.

The robe originally woven with brocade and embroidered gold thread has long been replaced by an ordinary linen robe, and the spirit of the whole person has become more restrained, and it seems to have the same gaze as the debate.

"Actually, I'm also confused. ”

Zhang Zhuyu spoke.

Confused, must be confused!

Obviously, Huan'er, that demon has lied to himself like that.

Lie to yourself, shouldn't you hate him?

It should be!

Not only that, but he's also a male youkai.

Isn't it too much for you to be a male youkai to dress more feminine than a woman?

Yin and yang are chaotic, male and female, you are not afraid to teach bad children!

That's it, why do you want to come to the poor monk?

Amitabha, even if the poor monk kills you, these points alone are not too much!

And yet—

"Hey~"

Zhang Zhuyu sighed deeply, and after calming down, she found that she couldn't afford to be angry with the other party.

Even when I'm fine, I occasionally think of Huan'er's appearance.

Tangled, unbeatable tangled.

This made Zhang Zhuyu's heart torment every day.

Think about it

If you had to choose between a woman who looked like an abbot and a man who looked like a ring.

Huan'er doesn't seem to be unacceptable.

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

The debate machine and Zhang Zhuyu looked at each other and sighed in unison.

"Twitter, why are you two bald people here!"

Some peculiar accents came, which made the debate machine and Zhang Zhuyu look over.

"Twitter, you two bald people look at a fart, it's almost time to eat!"

The little red rooster said as he walked.

"Amitabha, little red chicken donor, you are a chicken, please don't learn to walk as a duck, okay?"

Looking at the little red chicken, the debate machine said seriously.

"Twitter, Lin Bei is happy to go like this, you bite me!"

The little red rooster screamed in dissatisfaction, and then leaned his back against the steps, jumped up slightly, and wanted to sit on the steps.

"Pak~"

The little red rooster suddenly looked confused, touched his buttocks, looked at the two monks with a little weakness, and sat down again after getting a little bigger.

As for eating, the two of them didn't care about it at all.

It's all here, who cares about going to dinner!

Bother!

"Speaking of which, why was your little demon arrested, and he wasn't suppressed by the abbot?"

Zhang Zhuyu asked curiously.

The severity of the abbot's people Zhang Zhuyu knew, but Dahua was chased and killed, and there was no way to enter the earth!

I actually left my hand on this chick.

"Twitter, how do you know about this chicken, but I didn't expect that bastard to ram - it turned out to be Chen Xuanzang, and my hemp is also in his hands!" Speaking of this, the little red rooster almost gritted his teeth and said.

If there are teeth, it is estimated that the teeth will be crushed.

To lie to yourself like that, bastard!

"Mama, don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Xuanzang is upright and has the qualifications to become a Buddha, how could he snatch your Mama!"

Zhang Zhuyu was nothing, and the debate machine stood up directly and shouted angrily.

Although Senior Brother Xuanzang beat the abbot, raised monsters, and left the Pure Land Temple, the debate machine knew that Senior Brother Xuanzang was a virtuous monk, how could he rob others - don't be insensitive.

Slander!

Pure slander!

"I said, I said, I was caught by Xuanzang and the Pure Land Temple," the little red rooster stood up, blushing and arguing with a thick neck.

"Wait, who are you?"

As if she had discovered another possibility, Zhang Zhuyu looked at the little red rooster with bright eyes.

"Big... Big flowers!"

Zhang Zhuyu......

Debate ......

Wait, that's a bit informative.

"Amitabha, this little demon is also at peace. Shentong retracted his gaze and said calmly.

A pair of panda eyes also became undetectable.

"Speaking of which, how does Senior Brother plan to deal with Xuanzang's affairs?"

The silent Yuantong looked at the old monk who was closing his eyes and chanting the scriptures and asked.

"Xuanzang is the Buddha of my Pure Land Temple, you should not be left behind, plus the old man recently calculated that Xuanzang should have a bloody disaster, why don't you go to Chang'an City to arrest him back?"

The old monk looked at Yuantong and said slowly.

Yuantong instantly became full of black lines.

Go to Chang'an City to capture Xuanzang?

Amitabha, pull it down, in that dung pit, whether the old man can beat that little ghost is a matter of two words.

"Amitabha, it seems that the old man should hand over this matter to - where are you going, junior brother?"

Yuantong looked at Shentong, who was quietly slipping away, and hurriedly asked.

"Amitabha~"

Shentong suddenly scratched his bald head in embarrassment.

"Okay, now is not the time to discuss this matter, haven't you noticed that something is wrong with the Pure Land Temple?!"

The old monk got up, looked at the camel-red sunset, and said with a serious face.

Shentong and Yuantong were stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at the sunset, and a faint layer of black mist-like demonic aura diffused around the Pure Land Temple under the sunset.

"Amitabha, you can't hide from what you should have come, the creditor is here!"