Chapter 7 Harmless to Humans and Animals: Chen Xuanzang
This old guy shouldn't have been cheating with someone's wife and then being discovered, right?
Xuanzang was full of malicious speculation
It's best to wait for someone to sue the government, and by the way, the Pure Land Temple will also be sealed.
"Second brother, that's the master I invited from the Pure Land Temple. β
The woman, who had been in a state of fright, hurriedly spoke up and explained.
It was only at this time that Xuanzang saw the woman's appearance clearly.
With a high bun, it shows that the woman is a wife.
The gaze moved down slightly, the pink rose-scented tight-fitting robe sleeved top, the emerald green smoke yarn loose flower skirt was covered, the waist was tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke, and the sideburns were low and obliquely inserted into the jasper and phoenix hairpins, showing a slender and demonic charm that seduced people's souls.
The most striking thing is the pair of huge ones on the chest.
In a trance, Xuanzang had the feeling of traveling back to modern times.
The Tang Dynasty was open-minded, but it was only relative to other dynasties.
It's still difficult to reach the level of wearing or not wearing in your previous life.
And the scale of the woman in front of him is already rare even in his previous life, and it gives people a feeling of enchantment to the bones.
Hurriedly lowered his head and stopped looking at it more.
Not everyone is called Ximenqing.
Ximen Qing's counter-killing of Wu Dalang is just an example after all, the most important thing in being a man is to be honest and upright!
The other side.
Although the woman was a little puzzled by her second brother's arrival, she quickly calmed down.
immediately found that Xuanzang seemed to be peeking at himself, and immediately looked over, but he was stunned at this glance.
What a handsome monk.
And I just caught myself directly below, and my body is so strong!
A pair of Danfeng eyes instantly seemed to be filled with a pool of autumn water, and gave each other a faint wink.
Seeing that the little monk retracted his sneaky gaze as if he was frightened, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a faint arc.
"What the hell happened up there, why did you fall, but what's the bad guy?"
The middle-aged man waved his sleeves and didn't look at the woman, but his tone could not hide his concern.
Seeing that her second brother still cared about herself, the beautiful woman's heart warmed.
And then there is the endless cold.
"Ghosts, ghosts, he... He's coming!"
The pupils like autumn water were instantly filled with endless fear, and the voice was even a little unbalanced.
"It's nonsense, how the ghosts are getting close to you. β
The middle-aged man seemed to have been deceived, and he seemed to be very annoyed when he waved his sleeves!
Xuanzang pricked up his ears and sounded on the side.
The fire of gossip in his heart is burning, could it be that the old monk really has a leg with this beautiful young woman?
And then someone found out?
Damn, it's so exciting!
"You come in with me!"
It seemed that Xuanzang was eavesdropping, and the middle-aged man took the beautiful young woman into the private room.
Xuanzang raised his leg to chase after him,
A horizontal knife appeared in front of him, making Xuanzang subconsciously stop.
"Donor, the poor monk is just worried about the unpleasantness between the two of them, the poor monk still has a set of persuasion, in the past, the abbot and the martial arts academy Shentong uncle quarreled, it was the poor monk to mediate. β
Look at this domestic servant.
It seems that this guy stopped him before.
The servant did not speak, but stood there like an iron tower.
"Bastard, it's not a good thing you did, how dare he-"
There was a middle-aged man's voice in the room, and his voice gradually became lower and quieter.
"Donor, you see there's about to start a fight. β
The servant did not speak, but stood there.
"Donor, there is a need for trust between people, although the poor monk master has just gone up, but all the mistakes are the fault of the poor monk master, and your master should not hold a woman accountable. β
Xuanzang continued to speak.
The servant's indifferent appearance could no longer be maintained, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The one upstairs is really your master, isn't he an enemy?
"Donor, do you know, the old monk is wilted, and he usually looks like a virtuous monk, but in fact, he is the most shameless. β
Indifferent Servant...... I know a fart.
"That old monk may have been doing something up thereβ"
"Say it again, die!"
The servant glared at Xuanzang fiercely, and the horizontal knife in his hand was tightly on Xuanzang's neck.
Xuanzang looked at this servant, murderous, obviously not joking.
"Before the poor monk advises you to threaten people, it is better to repair your own sword. β
Xuanzang squinted his eyes and slowly spoke, and slowly walked to the side seat and sat down.
This person is too boring, don't you have a little gossip fire in your heart?
I am not self-motivated at all, and I deserve to be a domestic servant for the rest of your life.
"Amitabha, Lao Qu is really the abbot of the Pure Land Temple. β
The old monk's helpless explanation came from the stairs.
"Poof~"
When the old monk walked down the stairs, Xuanzang couldn't hold back his laughter, and then covered his mouth with his hand.
The old monk didn't know when he became blue and swollen.
Well deserved!
Will the old lover go directly to the cornfield, and the whole street, don't you look for a beating?
"Xuanzang, what are you laughing at?" the old monk's face darkened.
"Laugh at you. β
"You!"
The old monk raised his right hand and wanted to slap the other party, but immediately put it down.
Amitabha, the old man has committed the precept of anger, but the old man is the host of the Pure Land Temple, how can he break the vows, but he looked at Xuanzang's eyes more and more unkindly.
Xuanzang's smile became more and more cheerful.
"Master, your current appearance is very good. β
Xuanzang made a serious face and looked at the old monk.
Old Monk ......
"Amitabha, for the sake of the teacher Xuanzang, you have recently had a bloody disaster, and the monks don't speak. β
The old monk squinted his eyes and looked at Xuanzang's shining head, as if he was thinking about where to start.
I said that if you have a disaster of blood light, you will have a disaster of blood light, but if you don't, it's not easy for the Buddha to come!
Xuanzang suddenly couldn't laugh.
......
"What's the matter?
After the old monk was taken down, the servants no longer cared about this strange master and apprentice.
Such a bickering master and apprentice is really the only time I have seen it in my life.
"Lord... The master is inside. β
The guard who put the knife on Xuanzang's neck said in a trembling voice.
A pair of eyes looked at his knife for a while, and looked at Xuanzang who was hiding a knife in a conversation with the old monk.
Dense sweat covered his forehead.
"What's wrong with you?"
Another servant beside him asked, looking at a colleague who was not right.
"Knives... Knife knife!"
The voice trembled a little.
Bow your head and look at the knife.
On the smooth surface of the knife, two deep fingerprints are recessed, and the fingerprints on the fingerprints are clearly visible.
The two servants who saw this fingerprint couldn't help but shudder.
If memory serves.
The two of them looked up, and they saw the young monk who smiled with a sunny smile and seemed harmless to humans and animals.
Not long ago, this knife was pinched in the hand of this little monk!
Grunt~
My throat rolled, and my body couldn't help but feel a little chilly.