Chapter 58: Why Are You So Skilled!
Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a small temple on the mountain, and there was a monk in the temple.
He carried water every day, chanted sutras, knocked wooden fish, added water to the water bottle on the Bodhisattva's desk, and did not let rats steal things at night, so that he lived a peaceful and comfortable life.
Soon, a monk came. As soon as he arrived at the temple, he drank half a jar of water.
The monk told him to carry water, and the monk thought that it would be too much of a loss to carry water alone, so he asked the monk to carry water with him, and the two of them could only carry one bucket, and the bucket must be placed in the center of the burden, so that the two of them could be at ease.
So you can finally have water to drink. Later, another monk came.
He also wanted to drink water, but there was no water in the tank.
The monk and the monk told him to pick it himself, and the monk picked up a load of water and immediately drank it all alone.
Since then, no one has carried water, and the three monks have no water to drink.
Everyone recited their own sutras, each knocked their own wooden fish, and no one added water to the water bottle in front of the Bodhisattva, and the flowers and plants withered. At night, rats come out to steal, and no one cares. As a result, rats are rampant, knocking over candlesticks and igniting fires.
As the saying goes, one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink.
Xuanzang raised his head.
There seemed to be a flash of crystal in the clear eyes.
Amitabha, why do poor monks only understand such a simple truth now!
"You little monster, Hugh has to be rude to the holy monk!"
Xiao Zhuoxiu frowned, staring at the girl in the emerald green dress opposite and the mess all over the ground with an angry face.
There is an orchid-like monster beside the holy monk!
I still want to be rude to the holy monks!
How could such a blasphemy against the holy monks be allowed!
The holy monk didn't want to deal with a little monster, and this flower demon kicked his nose in the face!
Is the holy monk weak?
The Black Mountain Lord and the Dryad Grandma couldn't even hold out for a round under the Holy Monk's fist.
A little flower demon, the toad yawns.
What a big breath!
"Who are you, and why did you appear in my room with my little monk's brother?!"
Lan Xin also looked at Xiao Zhuo angrily.
Just a little bit!
It's almost like I'll be able to knock down the little monk's brother!
It's so angry, why did this female ghost come out to make trouble?!
Lan Xin stared at Xiao Zhuo deadly, and the sound of grinding his teeth kept coming out of his mouth.
Xuanzang had no doubt that if Lan Xin could beat Xiao Zhuo, he would definitely immediately go up and bite Xiao Zhuo twice.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Lan Xin's extremely penetrating girlish voice sounded in the meditation room, and the originally angry little face was full of astonishment in an instant, and Lan Xin, who was originally as energetic as a little tiger.
In an instant, the breath was sluggish.
There were tears flashing in his eyes, and he looked at Xuanzang and Xiaozhuo with resentment.
"You... You can't be in a relationship with each other!"
"I, I didn't-"
Xiao Zhuo hurriedly waved his hand, his face instantly turned red, and the whole person wanted to try it and instantly turned into a vapor Ji.
Although he does have a bad idea for the holy monk, and he is confident that the holy monk will fall in love with him, nothing has happened yet!
Looking at Xiao Zhuo's performance, Lan Xin felt that he had been hit critically, and at this moment he was like an abandoned little milk dog, lonely and pitiful, weak and helpless.
"Why, it's obviously me first, whether it's the first time we meet, or it's kissing, it's obvious that I've done such an excessive thing to others. Lan Xin said loudly.
Xuanzang looked at the demons and ghosts arguing in front of him.
The skull hurts!
What are you fighting for, the poor monk is so strong!
But having said that, Xuanzang looked at Lan Xin suspiciously.
When did the poor monk kiss you?
"You... You're even with the holy monk!"
Xiao Zhuo's eyes widened and he looked at Xuanzang in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it.
At this moment, Xuanzang's tall image in Xiao Zhuo's mind instantly had a tendency to collapse.
After all, Xiao Zhuo has really seen Xuanzang's strength.
The soul of the tree demon's punch was scattered, even the old demon of Montenegro couldn't stand Xuanzang's punch.
So, could it be that there is really a cat between the holy monk and this Lan demon!
The holy monk has always been the most perfect in his own mind.
Unexpectedly......
To do such a thing!
This moment.
It seemed that something had collapsed in the depths of Xiao Zhuo's heart, and the entire soul body also showed signs of instability.
"Not yet!"
Lan Xin pouted and looked at Xiao Zhuo unhappily, and the next moment he didn't wait for Xiao Zhuo to breathe a sigh of relief.
Lan Xin's whole person threw himself into Xuanzang's arms.
Xuanzang's eyes widened.
The warm touch pressed against his lips, and his fish-like tongue poked in.
Sweet and silky with a touch of floral fragrance, straight to the door of the brain.
Xuanzang felt like a hunter.
The flexible swimming fish swam flexibly in his mouth, and he kept chasing, wanting to contact and entangle with it, but he couldn't catch up with the slippery swimming fish every time, but this wonderful touch made Xuanzang intoxicated.
Drunk!
It's like wanting to get drunk and never want to wake up!
Subconsciously, Xuanzang's mind surged up with some kissing skills that he had seen in his previous life, and instinctively, Xuanzang used them against Lan Xin.
The next moment, the extremely wonderful touch on his lips instantly dissipated, and Xuanzang was slightly disappointed.
"Why are you so skilled, how many times have you done it with her!"
Lan Xin looked at Xuanzang, who was still in a daze, and said with teary eyes, then pursed his lips vigorously, held back his tears and made a strong appearance, and turned to look at Xiao Zhuo, who was completely stunned.
"Now there's it!"
"Little demon girl, I'll kill you!"
"Crackling~"
"Click, click~"
A demon and a ghost suddenly fought together again, and in the entire meditation room, there was once again a burst of sound of demolition.
If you don't know, you think Xuanzang raised a husky.
Fortunately, the meditation room where I live is a little far from the meditation room of other people, otherwise, the whole temple would have to know about it.
If that's the case.
Tomorrow, it is estimated that the temples in the entire Datang territory will have one more headline.
Chang'an was shocked, the two women hidden in the house of Xuanzang, a senior monk of the Pure Land Temple, whether it was the degradation of morality or the distortion of human nature.
The world was shocked, Xuanzang and the two women were in the same room.
The Three Realms were shocked, such as the reincarnation of the disciple Jin Chanzi and the story that the two demons had to tell.
......
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Xuanzang said that it was dangerous!
If this special thing is spread out, the bald man will have to slap himself to death!
But—
Xuanzang touched his lips.
My first kiss –
Gone!
The key is that this Lanxin guy took away his first kiss, and he blames himself for being skilled?
Although the poor monk has never tested it with others, can't the poor monk read some theories?
What about the cheat!
I wanted to go up and explain, and looked at the two who were making a fuss.
Xuanzang suddenly stopped thinking.
Whatever!
What to do, what to do!
How Shi Lezhi was at the beginning, he had to bring Xiao Zhuo back.
I gritted my teeth and could only swallow it in my stomach!
......
"Oh oh, oh oh, oh ~"
The rhythmic rooster crow in the early morning woke Xuanzang from his slumber.
Looking at the mess all over the house, Xuanzang was in a daze, and the chirping of the big flowers outside the house was subdued.
Big flower's screams are getting more and more magical!
And this tune, why is it so familiar, isn't this the most dazzling national style that the poor monk hummed back then?
When did the big flower of this donkey day be learned!
Xuanzang felt some pain in his brain.