Chapter 169: Zhushi: Lying Pill!
Born with divine powers?
I believe you're a ghost!
This is the expression of all the Taoist priests who saw this scene at this moment, as if they had seen a ghost.
Some of the Taoist priests who reacted had already run over and sent Xuan Yan for treatment.
Xuanzang looked at the people around him nervously around him speechlessly, and a trace of black line was scraped on his forehead.
Could it not be?
The poor monks are ready to admit defeat, do you still have to do it?
Please, poor monk admit defeat, are you going to the Black Pure Land Temple!
Moreover, the poor monk obviously just wants to come here to make an order, and it is okay to inexplicably come to a group of people who are hostile to the poor monk.
After all, sometimes the poor monks themselves are unhappy with the bald people.
The point is, the poor monk is just here to put up an order, can he use such a big battle?
Are you comics?
But since they've already done it, then—
"Amitabha...... You also want to come to the school to take the exam, and the poor monk in the school?" Xuanzang flashed his fist.
Suddenly, a group of Taoist priests, you look at me, I look at you.
Do it?
Pull it down, who doesn't know now that you just deliberately want to lure us to the bait, and then give us a dismount!
The point is, know to know.
It's impossible to do it!
Although these people are wearing Taoist robes, they are not all real Taoist priests, and there are even fewer who have attained Taoist true cultivation, and even if there are some, they usually stay in the deep mountains and old forests.
If nothing earth-shattering happens, people will not want to come to Chang'an City at all.
Maybe this kind of Taoist true cultivation doesn't want to come to this worldly turbidity soaked place at all.
The rest of the people, although they know some secret arts, even the strongest ones are only a little stronger than Xuan Yan.
Thinking of the way Xuan Yan had just been slapped away.
Belch~
A few people who were originally gearing up to have some fun couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
I went to this monk to fight it when my brain was broken!
"Big... The master laughed. Xuanji's title for Xuanzang unconsciously became a master again.
"Master, can Xiao Dao ask how you convinced that dryad in the first place?"
This monk doesn't look like a serious monk.
Xuanji was a little curious about the fact that the monk had said before that he would use his own Dharma to impress the dryad.
"Amitabha, the poor monk's cultivation method is a physical crossing, also known as convincing people with reason, that is, using fists, bricks and other items to subdue the other party!" Xuanzang explained slowly.
Xuanji was speechless.
In the past, Xuanji occasionally heard Uncle Li Chunfeng's comments on these monks.
It's stupid!
At that time, Uncle Li Chunfeng told a story, a monk wanted to persuade a thief to be good, the first time the thief went to the temple to steal something, sneaky, the monk did not stop the thief, but just told the other party a very insightful story to persuade him to be good.
On the second day, the thieves came to the temple again to steal things, and the monk continued to tell small stories.
......
In this way, the number of stories told by the old monk became more and more, the things in the temple decreased one by one, and the number of thieves came more and more frequently, and in the end, he even blatantly entered the temple to move things in the daytime.
Finally, one day the old monk closed the temple gate.
Thieves slam on the door. The old monk opened a crack in the door and let the thief put his hand in, to give the last treasure in the temple to the thief, the thief did not suspect him, so the old monk took the opportunity to close the door, clamped the thief's hand, and gave an in-depth teaching.
Later, the thief became a monk, and he also took a common legal name.
No matter how good the chicken soup is, it can't be worth the stick education.
At that time, Xuanji felt that this was Uncle Li's smear of Buddhism.
After all, it's not the first time that this kind of thing has been splashed with dirty water, but I didn't expect that there really would be such a monk!
it, it's awesome!
"Amitabha, the little Taoist chief doesn't know when he can take the poor monk to the place where he lives, and the poor monk has some bows that need to be put down. Xuanzang asked.
There is also a small Zhuo and an orchid core in the gourd!
Although the environment inside the treasure gourd is special, Lan Xin and Xiao Zhuo don't have to worry about their danger in the gourd.
But the poor monk is in a hurry!
The poor monk still wants to release the two of them as soon as possible to have an in-depth exchange!
Immediately, Xuanzang felt a little pity.
What if—
If only I could learn the miraculous power of curing all diseases.
Can the poor monk go to enlighten people openly!
It's a pity that I heard the old monk say that there seems to be a similar magical power in the hands of the Dingguang Joy Buddha.
Amitabha –
is also a monk, why is the grandson of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha so showy, envious!
"Don't be in a hurry, Poor Dao and the others heard that the little master was coming, so they specially ordered the kitchen to make a table of delicious food to catch the wind and wash the dust for the master!" Xuanji said with a smile, but his body has always kept a certain distance from Xuanzang.
After all, if this monk goes crazy, give yourself a punch.
It's not a loss!
Xuanzang narrowed his eyes and looked at Xuanji.
"That's disrespectful. ”
Still want to make trouble?
The poor monk wants to see what you are going to do?!
......
On the other side, Zhushi walked down the street.
I have to say that these boys have a shady hand, and their ideas are more insidious than the other, which is in line with the temper of the old way.
A mere airborne monk still wants to gain a foothold in Qin Tianjian?
Pull it down!
Thinking about it, Zhushi bought a rock sugar gourd and put it into his mouth under the strange eyes of the hawkers.
What's wrong with the old man eating a sugar gourd, the old man likes this taste, I haven't seen it!
For this kind of gaze, Zhushi directly ignored it.
I've had such a hobby in my life, but don't you do it because of your eyes?
"Hey, master, this seems to be the old Taoist priest of Qin Tianjian~"
The crisp girl's voice made Zhushi turn around suddenly.
What is called an old Taoist, is it good to call a Taoist!
Then the moment he saw the other party, the whole person was even more stumbling.
Mother, how could it be this aunt!
Since the incident of this aunt broke out, the men in the entire Chang'an City have seen this aunt and grandmother as if they had seen a ghost, for fear of getting involved with the other party.
However, could it be that this aunt and grandmother fell in love with the poor road, right?!
The panic accompanied by the mixed emotions of faint joy makes Zhushi very complicated now.
It turns out that I don't like the old way, but if the old way agrees, will I die a miserable death?!
"Hey, that old Taoist, is Master Xuanzang in your Qintianjian?" asked Xiu'er, the maid beside Fang Ling, carrying a food box.
"Ah, who?" Zhushi was stunned for a moment, obviously a little unresponsive.
"Little Master Xuanzang, let me tell you not to be sloppy with this girl, that is the eldest princess's honored guest. Xiu'er repeated.
"My second brother also values the little monk Xuanzang very much, just let him go to Qin Tianjian's residence for a few days, you shouldn't have done anything to him. ”
As if sensing something, Fang Ling stared at Zhushi and said.
The bends in the officialdom, Fang Ling still knew a little, and then looked at Zhushi's face was a little unkind, could it be that these stinky Taoist priests embarrassed the little monk brother?
Zhushi, who was still a little confused, suddenly changed his face after hearing Fang Ling's words.
Just staying for two days, not here to do something?
That—
Could it be that Chunfeng's sentence to let us take care of each other is really to take care of each other, right?!
"It's over!"
The next moment, I thought of the previous Xuanji and the bad tricks that Xuan Yan and others told him.
Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lying Pill!