It's still the broken temple, but the master and apprentice at this time are already different from the previous downfall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info each of them wore a well-tailored monk's robe, wearing it on their bodies, showing a little dusty meaning, chewing and swallowing the white-flour steamed buns slowly, showing a trace of demeanor.

"Hey..."

"What's the matter, isn't it delicious?" Xuzhu used a copper bowl to hold a bowl of freshly boiled gruel, and drank it slowly, looking extremely sweet.

The little monk Wukong sighed and said: "Nine taels of gold! It is enough for nine taels, if we save some expenses for the two of us, it will be enough for a whole year." ”

Xuzhu smiled, slapped the back of Wukong's little monk Guang and said, "Money-hungry boy!

The little monk Wukong pursed his lips, touched the back of his head and complained: "With your identity, shouldn't it be said that 'money is something outside the body'?"

Xuzhu put down the bronze bowl, glared at him, and said viciously: "Fart! Which bastard bastard said this? Money is the big thing in this life, giving up money, not enough to eat, not warm to wear, no money to treat when sick, and nowhere to bury when dead." The people who say this must be rice worms who are full of food and have nothing to do, and they don't know the hardships of life. ”

The little monk Wukong opened his eyebrows and smiled: "What the master said is very true! Anyone who says this is some bastard bastard. If money is something outside of one's body, how can you not see them giving it to others?"

"The two vulture thieves are very right! Money is indeed not something outside the body, at least it is closely related to your life now!"

A big man in a short robe in green clothes walked in with an arrow step, with a nine-ring ghost head knife hanging from his waist, looking fierce and vicious.

"Why did the donor come?" said Xu Zhu with a smile on his face, everything was in his calculations.

The big man in Tsing Yi and the short robe had a very loud voice, almost breaking the beams of the house: "Birds don't in this place, since I'm here, it's naturally for money, is it difficult or to make a special trip to see you two unlucky bald heads?"

Xuzhu sighed and said: "That's really no better, my master and apprentice, at this time, but there is no property, if the donor has the heart, you might as well taste this freshly cooked white porridge." ”

"Who wants to eat your porridge that faded out of the bird?" The big man kicked over the iron pot boiling white porridge, grabbed Xuzhu's collar, and put the steel knife on Xuzhu's neck.

Such a scene, if anyone who knows the true appearance of the bamboo is known, I am afraid that they will applaud the courage of this big man. If he can do such an act, even if he dies, he should have no regrets.

"Good man, don't do it! Don't do it! Rich! Rich!" The little monk Wukong hurriedly put his hand into the sewn purse inside the robe, took out the few remaining coins of silver, and handed it to the big man.

"Smack!"

In the blink of an eye, the little monk Wukong was slapped and flew out.

A few pieces of silver fell to the ground, but it didn't attract the slightest attention from the big man.

"Little Wang Eight Lambs! With such a small amount of money, do you want to fool Lao Tzu? Nine taels of gold, all of them are brought, and not a single cent is missing. Otherwise, you two will have your heads fall to the ground today!" said the big man hideously, and at the same time knocked the shiny bald head of the bamboo with the back of his knife.

"Don't touch my master!" the little monk Wukong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then rushed forward again.

"Wukong, don't move, calm down!" Xuzhu's voice carried an indescribable magic, at this moment, not only the little monk Wukong, but even the big man in Tsing Yi unconsciously restrained his killing intent.

As for the bamboo, although the steel knife rests on his neck, for him, what is the difference between a steel knife and a few fallen leaves that fall on his shoulder?

If you don't want to make the arrangement fall short, if you don't want the ancient legend and the fire cloud evil god to be aware of his existence. All he needed was a gentle blow to wipe out the big man.

"Hehe, the big monk is very calm!" The big man sneered twice, and the kick that he originally wanted to kick towards the little monk Wukong also retracted without him noticing.

"Nine taels of gold! How do you know it's nine taels of gold?"

"Yes, you are the one who is talented and talented, and he came to you to ask for the gold?" Naturally, how could ordinary children be favored by Xuzhu and accepted as disciples?

Dahan just sneered and didn't answer. Xuzhu said indifferently: "Disciple, but you are wrong to blame the king's benefactor! Since he gave the gold, he will definitely not suddenly regret it." There is no need to do this, this good man, I want to come and have something to do with the housekeeper. ”

Dahan didn't deny it, and directly admitted: "It's still the great monk who is smarter, yes! Steward Wang did casually order, although nine taels of gold is not much, it is enough for me to eat a few times of flower wine!"

"Since you are a member of the king's housekeeper, you should know that the nine taels of gold have been given up by our master and apprentice, and there is not much left. The little monk Wukong gritted his teeth and said.

There was a smile on Xuzhu's face for some reason: "Disciple, you are wrong again! The purpose of this benefactor is not our nine taels of gold, but the jade Buddha in the hands of the teacher." ”

Dahan smiled: "Yes! It is the jade Buddha, the jade Buddha is crystal clear, and the carving is fine." The great business of the rich man Wang is naturally looked down upon, but the housekeeper Wang likes it very much. ”

"What's more, a jade Buddha is worth a hundred gold, and it is far more powerful than the nine taels of gold, which is enough to shake people's hearts. Xuzhu said lightly.

"Yes, Steward Wang promised me twenty taels of gold, just to let me bring the Jade Buddha back, and by the way, let you two bald asses shut up, so as not to let them out and spread rumors and make trouble, and tarnish the reputation of the Wang family. The big man said with a cruel smile.

At this moment, Xuzhu suddenly said something that seemed to have nothing to do with the situation at this time.

"I've heard that a butterfly flapping its wings from a distance can cause a storm in another. A finely carved jade Buddha, some shoddy stone Buddhas. The Jade Buddha triggers evil thoughts. The gold obtained by the stone Buddha can benefit the people. So which one is more precious, the stone Buddha or the jade Buddha, and which one represents the true Buddha?"

As he spoke, Xuzhu took the Jade Buddha out of his arms.

The sunlight shining through the roof on the jade Buddha seemed to be emitting a thin layer of precious light.

A burst of light erupted in the eyes of the big man, and he quickly snatched the Jade Buddha away.

"Good baby, good baby!" Playing with the Jade Buddha, the big man's face was full of greed. But he turned a deaf ear to what Xuzhu said before.

Delicately taking the Jade Buddha in his arms, the big man looked at the bamboo and the little monk Wukong, and suddenly laughed again. Obviously, what you want has arrived, and you have a killing intent at this moment.

"Look, you see the Jade Buddha now, and you originally just wanted to snatch the Jade Buddha in exchange for twenty taels of gold. Now he has a killing intent and wants to kill my master and apprentice. Then how can this Jade Buddha have the ability to guide people to goodness?"

"Since it can only lead people to evil, is it still worthy of being called a Buddha?"

Xuzhu's words, the big Han and the little monk Wukong couldn't understand it.

The big man even completely misinterpreted the meaning of the bamboo, and said with a cruel smile: "Twenty taels of gold is a fart, with this jade Buddha, I am afraid that I can exchange it for a few hundred taels of gold, and with a few hundred taels of gold, I should be able to be chic for several years!"

"Since you can see through the great monk, then let me go on the road first!

The big knife was raised high and slashed towards the middle of the bamboo's head.

"Get out of here!"

Between the lightning and flint, a bowl of hot porridge was sprinkled on the big man's body.

The big man quickly let go of the bamboo, quickly slapped the hot porridge on his body with his hand, and shouted.

The little monk Wukong held the copper bowl in his hand, quickly rushed up, and smashed it towards the big man's head.

The copper bowl with a lot of weight slammed on the door of the big man's head, smashing him into a dizziness.

After coming back to his senses, the big man roared angrily, grabbed the little monk Wukong with one hand, and the big knife in his hand stabbed at the little monk Wukong's heart without the slightest hesitation.

"Get out of here!"

The little monk Wukong was caught, and he was in danger, and with a loud shout, he took out a stick hidden in his waist from behind his back, and slammed a stick on the big man's arm. The big man's arm was weak, the long knife was deflected, and he slashed it against the little monk's ribs, and opened a long opening in the brand-new monk's robe. A trace of crimson seeped out of the robe, gradually dyeing the clothes red.

Xuzhu, who is a master, is still very calmly watching from the sidelines, as if he is a bystander, with a gentle smile on his face, just like the afternoon sun. It's almost melting people to sleep.

"Master, you go quickly, I'll stop him first. The little monk Wukong was very righteous, holding the stick tightly in his hand, and although his legs were still swinging, he was obviously afraid, but he still shouted loudly.

At this time, the big man with the big knife in his hand was already roaring and slashing.

The big knife carried a fierce wind, and the little monk Wukong flashed with a flash of inspiration, and the whole person bowed his head and was short. The knife struck the statue of the god enshrined in the ruined temple. The whole idol is like snow meeting the spring sun, completely melting.

Obviously, Dahan also used his own fantasy seed power.

"Originally, I just wanted you to die a happy death, but now your grandfather and I have to let you suffer so much that you must die!" The big man's beard and hair were sticky with the gradually cold rice milk, and he looked embarrassed. His anger seemed to be about to break through the sky.

A strong momentum erupted from the big man's body, and the blade of the ghost head of the nine rings seemed to be covered with a thin halo, which seemed to be full of lethality. Faintly, the body of the knife seemed to be wrapped around a poisonous snake full of corrosive poison.

At the same time, in the ruined wild temple, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

The yin wind blew, and the melting idol gathered again, and when the black mist rose, it turned into a colorful black panther in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the black panther in front of him, the big man stiffened, and then trembled like a pendulum.

"Demons?" There are demons among the people, stealing temples, enjoying incense offerings, opening up spiritual wisdom, and improving cultivation. Dahan didn't expect that such a rare situation would be encountered by himself!

Although he has also awakened some abilities from the Fantasy Seed, how can he compare to a serious demon?

The black panther opened its golden eyes, looked at the big man coldly, and suddenly rushed towards the big man.

"Don't... Help, help!" The big man who was still arrogant before was thrown to the ground by the black panther in one round, and was torn to pieces by the black panther three or two times.

After the panther killed the big man, it turned into a black wind and blew around the big man's body. In the blink of an eye, the big man who had just died turned into a fragmented dried corpse, exuding a strange aura.

The black panther recondensed and formed, grinning at Xuzhu and the little monk Wukong, as if he was about to take a mouth.

Suddenly, I saw the jade Buddha that Xuzhu had re-held in his hand at some point, and the originally mighty and majestic body suddenly shook and shrunk into a ball.

With a scream, he quickly escaped from the wild temple that it regarded as the root place.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Xuzhu's eyes.

"It seems that it has been enshrined for a long time, and this little demon also has a trace of divinity. Feel so acute!"

(To be continued.) )