Chapter 57: The old monk's discussion about Xuanzang
"Click~"
"Smack~"
"Sonorous ~"
The debate machine that stood up with his buttocks covered listened to the debate machine and listened to the chaotic sounds coming from Xuanzang's room.
This voice made the debate machine, who was about to knock on the door again to ask Xuanzang, shrink his head suddenly.
I always feel that if I go to my brother now, something terrible will happen.
Could it be that the poor monk is really hopeless?
The debate machine couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.
"Little monk, it's so late, why are you here alone~"
Like a fresh breeze, it is like a heat wave.
For a moment, the debater felt as if he was in a furnace.
......
Back Mountain.
"Fang Jun, you kid can do it!" Cheng Chuliang looked at a small roe deer that Fang Jun was carrying in his hand, and grinned widely to reveal a mouthful of snow-white front teeth.
"Hehe, of course, my body is hard, this roe deer is estimated to have just been weaned, and the old monk will probably nag when he sees it later. Looking at the deer deer that was still bleeding in his hand, Fang Jun also smiled and said.
"Hmph, the three of us were ordered by His Majesty to test the little monk named Xuanzang, what can they do if they are dissatisfied!"
The next moment, the three of them fell silent.
"Two brothers, have you figured out how to test that Chen Xuanzang?"
Liang Jiu Fang Jun asked.
Then, the already silent atmosphere became even more silent.
"Or, Fang Er, you go to the test?"
Liang Jiu Cheng asked tentatively.
At this moment, Fang Jun felt that the chicken paw print on his head began to ache faintly again.
Test?
How to tempt?!
The temptation between the generals must be to open the field and fight.
The majestic rooster monster I met this morning directly beat the three of them as if they were grandsons.
Then, with one hand, the monk threw the rooster directly as a sack.
Are you sure that after I try it, I won't lose arms and legs?
Fang Jun glanced at Cheng Chuliang with disdain.
Although I look a little stupid, I'm not really stupid, will I Fang Jun do it when I die?
Cheng Chuliang didn't speak.
"Well, the three of us together, but we can do it another way......"
Cheng Chubi slapped his thigh and said to Fang Jun and the others.
"That's a brilliant plan!"
"It's done!"
"By the way, Fang Lao Er will roast the roe deer here in a while, and then go back after eating, the old monk of the province is chattering in our ears. Immediately, Cheng Chuliang looked at the roe deer and said in drool.
"Well, this roe deer meat tastes good, I want to bring it back to the princess to taste. ā
Cheng Chuliang ......
"Since the meat is given to the princess, then give me this roe skin, winter is coming, and my father's old cold legs are guilty again." ā
Cheng Chubi took a fancy to the roe deer skin.
Although there are many better skins than this roe deer skin at home, even the old man treasures a piece of the skin of an iron-eating beast.
But, no matter how you say it, it is also a piece of filial piety.
"Winter is coming, and I want to give the princess a close-fitting jacket with this roe skin. ā
Cheng Chubi......
"Forget it, quickly remove the green leaves from your head and go to see your princess!"
Cheng Chubi said helplessly.
Isn't it a brother?
For the sake of the sister to insert the brother twice, can you still have a good time!
"Hey~"
Immediately, Fang Jun vigorously dusted off the green leaves used to disguise his head, and walked towards the temple with an excited face.
Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chuliang glanced at each other, and then looked at Fang Jun, who was inexplicably excited at the mention of Princess Gaoyang.
This girl is hopeless!
Late at night.
There was a green leaf above the head of the debate machine, and the green was dazzling.
Basilica.
"Knock~"
"Knock~"
......
The old monk and Yuantong were knocking on the wooden fish while meditating and chanting.
Although there is no evening class today, the two of them still practice diligently every day.
I look forward to the day when the Buddha will be able to open his eyes and see the devotion of both of them.
So many years have passed.
The Buddha finally opened his eyes once.
It was to send Xuanzang to his side.
This is the key for the three of his brothers and sisters to enter the Lingshan Buddha Realm.
"Senior brother, you say... What does this Princess Fangling mean?"
Suddenly, the sound of the wooden fish stopped, Yuantong looked at the old monk, and asked slowly.
"Amitabha, don't think nonsense, life is full of red dust, how can people with pure hearts like us understand the thoughts of these laypeople. The old monk said with a serious face.
Yuantong suddenly stopped talking.
Hearing what senior brother said, he needed to take it easy.
Use mana to suppress the tumbling of the stomach.
Purity of heart?
Brother, won't your conscience hurt?
"Amitabha, even lay people can get closer to us as long as they practice the Dharma diligently, meditate every day, and do penance, and always brush the dust. After suppressing the tumbling of his stomach, Yuantong looked at the old monk and said in the same serious tone.
The old monk's expression suddenly froze.
Amitabha, the other party is not here, what kind of chicken soup are you pouring junior brother!
However, Xuanzang has been in the Pure Land Temple for many years, and it is time to go down the mountain to practice. ā
The old monk said with a serious face.
used to keep Xuanzang in captivity in the temple, one is for nearby education.
The second is to prevent Xuanzang from being caught by monsters.
After all, the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, whether it is the physical body or Yuanyang, is a great tonic for monsters.
Xuanzang doesn't know any spells, so he naturally needs some Dharma protection.
But after this time, the old monk found out.
Xuanzang's blood is like a dragon elephant, and King Kong protects his body at any time.
It's really time to go out and practice.
Of course, as for what to really think, only these two old guys know.
"There is a Jinshan Temple in Hangzhou, and there is a little monk in Jinshan Temple who is very profound, so it is better to let Xuanzang go to the field - exchange Dharma. ā
Yuantong asked tentatively.
The old monk glanced at Yuantong.
"Jinshan Temple is far away, and Xuanzang's heart is not yet mature, which is not good. ā
The old monk's eyes drooped.
A Fang Ling will make himself and others anxious, if he meets other women along the way, what if Xuanzang's heart is hooked?
You can pull it down.
Gotta put this kid under his nose!
"That, the old gourd of Hulu Mountain is said to be going to cross the catastrophe recently, and eighty percent of it can't be crossed, and the old gourd can't bear to be desecrated, otherwise, let Xuanzang go and collect his body. ā
Yuantong continued to speak.
"It's too dangerous, that old gourd is a master of refining the realm of the Void and Combining Dao, Xuanzang is still too young, when I have time, I'll go and collect the body of the old gourd." ā
The old monk said with a smile on his face.
The gourd in the realm of refining the void and the Tao should have a relationship with the old man.
"That'sā"
"Huh?"
The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Yuantong, who suddenly shut up and said nothing, and then knew in his heart.
What kind of experience is this, it's just hiding from the princess on the mountain, and the old man doesn't understand it until now.
"Amitabha, Chang'an City under the mountain is bustling and lively, just send Xuanzang to turn around and have a long experience. ā
"Amitabha, good, good, do it!"
The old monk laughed.
Just when the two old monks were discussing Xuanzang's affairs.
At this moment, Xuanzang is already anxious!