"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

The sound of the wheels coming into contact with the ground is like a wooden door in disrepair, and it has a sense of obsolescence.

"Gott~"

The plane rushed out of the carriage and began to vomit.

Motion sickness, this is a symptom that appeared just after leaving the mountain.

In fact, the physical fitness of the debater has far surpassed that of ordinary people.

After all, it came out of that demonic temple.

But—

In addition to some monks, monsters and immortals, it is really a troublesome thing to travel.

Whether it's in a carriage or on horseback.

Although it looks very comfortable and chic.

But ordinary people really do it for half a day.

The bones can fall apart.

If you think about the time you usually make a long-distance bus, you know that you can sit in a stable and comfortable bus for four or five small fashionable and want to take a rest, not to mention the carriages and horses of this year.

"Little monk, are you okay, this is the orange that my master asked me to give you. ”

From a distance, Xuanzang saw a man dressed as a maid holding two oranges and sending them to the side of the debate machine.

"Amitabha, the princess Meiyi little monk has it, but there is no need for it. ”

The debate machine folded his hands and looked polite.

Xuanzang retracted his gaze.

It seems that the debate machine has made its choice.

Regarding the messy relationship between the debate machine and Gao Yang in history, Xuanzang actually didn't care very much.

Endless unjust debts, endless red dust guests.

There are countless crazy men and women in this world, and Xuanzang is not so generous one by one.

As for the original Journey to the West, it is said that there are three Tibetan scriptures that can transform the world, Xuanzang sneered at this.

King Jizo once said that hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha.

If Sanzang Buddhism was really so awesome, the King of Jizo would have gone to the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple to report.

Do you need to live a miserable life in hell?

The reason why I talk so much about the debate machine is just because the debate machine is my junior brother.

I just hope he doesn't impulsively do something that he regrets for the rest of his life.

If you can't give the place a good result, then why bother to harm others?

After all, except for a few women in this era, the others are different from modern ones.

In his previous life, Xuanzang once fell in love once, and his sister was a good family and had never been in love.

The relationship heated up, but Xuanzang never moved the other party.

Because I couldn't be sure of marrying this girl at the beginning, why hurt me if I couldn't promise the other party.

A friend once said.

If you don't hurt, someone will hurt you, and the person who hurts her may not be her future husband, it's better for you to hurt her.

However, Xuanzang has always believed that if it is a dissolute personality, it is just that.

But if it's a good family.

Even if she will be hurt by others later.

But you can't just do something that others might not do well.

At least it is impossible to do it until you are sure to get married.

This is a matter of principle.

The emotion between the debate machine and Gao Yang must be bumpy.

If the debater chooses to fight for the difficulties, he will give the other party some help within the scope of his help.

But if you still cheat with Gao Yang in the way in history.

I will choose to ignore it, even if the debate machine is still divided by the five horses, I will not take a second look.

It's good to see it.

Sitting quietly in Buddhist temples and reciting Buddhist scriptures, regardless of the ups and downs of the world.

Although it was a little harder, at least the three of them would not be hurt.

Thinking of this, Xuanzang looked at Fang Yiai in the carriage.

"Hey, Master, let's take a sip. ”

Subconsciously stretched out his hand, and as a result, a wine jar, and a faint smell of sorghum wine poured into his nose from the mouth of the altar.

Cheng Chuliang looked at Xuanzang and said with a big grin.

"Second brother, you are drunk and confused, how can the master be a monk and drink!"

Cheng Chubi hurriedly pulled his second brother over, looked at Xuanzang with a nervous expression and said.

, my second brother is really drunk!

In case this master can't hold back his strength after a while, he will punch down.

I can't bear the small body of myself and my second brother.

"Hey, do you think anyone can drink with me Cheng Chuliang. ”

"Second brother, second brother, this is a master, a master, a master!"

Cheng Chubi pulled Cheng Chuliang and reminded.

"Big... Master, master I... I didn't mean to, I just got a little bit on top. ”

Cheng Chuliang finally reacted at this moment.

Don't look at Xuanzang with a dream.

Let the master drink with him himself?

What the hell is this-

No wonder I used to be beaten by my own father after every drink.

So I died like this after I went up?

This is a monk, isn't it provoking the master to drink by himself?

In case you can't hold it.

A cold sweat broke out of his head.

"Amitabha, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart, it doesn't matter!"

Xuanzang grabbed the wine jar and took a sip of it.

"Master, refresh, let's take a bite. ”

"Let me tell you, didn't you see it in the second half of last night, there was a big demon on the side of Hulu Mountain, who killed all the monsters that were fighting fiercely, and even swallowed the corpses!"

Cheng Chubi took a sip of wine and also spoke.

"It's so powerful, what does that big demon look like?" Cheng Chuliang asked curiously.

"It is said that he has three heads and eight arms, and he is covered with long hair. ”

"Poof~"

The wine that had just been poured into his mouth was immediately sprayed clean.

"Amitabha, everyone is the same, what nonsense, you have seen it with your own eyes. ”

Xuanzang said with a dark face.

"Of course, that's what I saw with my own eyes. Cheng Chubi said with a serious face.

"Amitabha. ”

"Bang~"

The next moment, Cheng Chubi flew out directly.

"Master, why are you kicking me down, it's the second brother who offended you, what's the matter with me, wait for me!"

Fang Jun and Cheng Chuliang looked at Xuanzang who was drinking and eating meat in a daze.

This master's temperament is really a little unpredictable.

"Amitabha, Fang Jun, you remember that you owe the poor monk a cause and effect. ”

Suddenly, Xuanzang looked at Fang Jun and said.

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, it was the Cheng family brothers who offended you, what does it matter to my bereavement.

Why do I owe you a favor?

You bald, you deceive people too much!

"Okay, big brother, no problem big brother, don't say it's a favor, I owe a hundred favors!"

Fang Jun patted his chest and said with a serious face.

What if you don't recognize it, it's a big fist!

"Amitabha. ”

Xuanzang smiled and closed his eyes slightly and began to look at the gourd left behind by the strange old man he had met before in his mind.

This gourd seems to be a little special!

......

Netherworld, three hundred miles outside the city.

"Master Montenegro, are we going straight to the Dead City like this?"

A black knight shrouded in yin qi asked respectfully at a tall man in black robes.

"Naturally, in this underworld, no one can stop me where I want to go in Montenegro, you wait here, I will go back when I go. The black-robed man said domineeringly.

"Adult, the villain thinks the villain should sneak out, this... It's too risky, in case you don't agree. ”

"Then I'll fight until they agree!"

The next moment, Black Mountain turned into a demonic wind and appeared at the gate of the city, facing the bull-headed horses guarding the city gate.