"Oops!"

The old monk suddenly covered his eyes and wailed, and quickly retreated, so that all the monks who admired the robe stopped, and hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the reason. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged monk who opened the door was the first to speak: "Taishi Zu, what's wrong with you?"

"Woo woo!" The old monk burst into tears, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "The old man is sorry, the old man is really sorry!

As soon as these words came out, the monks were suddenly confused. Isn't the robe just right to put there, you can look at it however you want, why do you still say such things?

The old monk continued to cry and said: "The old man is old, he can't stand the light of the baby's robe, and he can't watch it well, it's really the old man who has no blessing!"

Hearing this, the monk who opened the door immediately ran to Chen Yi, clasped his hands together and said: "Holy monk, my ancestor can't bear the light of the baby robe in the sun, can you invite the robe into the meditation room and let my ancestor take a good look?"

The corners of Chen Yi's mouth raised, and he looked at the pretentious old monk and said: "Old courtyard master, if the poor monk invites the robe into the meditation room, do you want to say that it is still too bright during the day, and you can only watch it by candlelight at night?

"Yes, yes, yes!" The old monk immediately revealed, but he still hurriedly made up for it: "It's a pity that the old man really can't withstand the strong light of the baby's robe." If the holy monk can borrow the old man to watch for one night, the old man will be grateful in this life. ”

"Please also ask the holy monk to be fulfilled!" all the monks spoke in unison, and it seemed that they cared very much about the old master.

However, Chen Yi is not like Tang Seng on TV, who asked this old guy to take the robe, and then it was stolen by the black bear monster. If it doesn't work out, the black bear monster doesn't hide its robe somewhere like in TV, and it's too late to cry.

Therefore, Chen Yi did not agree to the old monk, and said with a faint smile: "Since this is the case, the poor monk can only say sorry." If you want to see it now, in another hour, the poor monk will put it away. ”

"Woo woo woo ......" The old monk howled again, and kept saying that he had no blessings, and he couldn't even appreciate the treasure in front of him, and he had lived in vain for more than two hundred years.

"Master. Sun Wukong turned his head over, blinked his monkey eyes, looked at Chen Yi and said, "Master, why not lend it to him? Can he not pay it back? Even if he wants to take it for himself, my old grandson has his own way to make him unable to take it." ”

Chen Yi glared at Sun Wukong and said coldly: "Do you want to talk more? Are you the master, or am I the master? It's good to show them, but it will take another night? It's just a dream!"

Sun Wukong was speechless and wanted to say something more, but after seeing Chen Yi's determined eyes, he could only choose to shut up. This dead bald head is too assertive, if he raises the bar with him, the hoop spell will be exported again.

Along the way, Sun Wukong learned a truth, that is, in front of this bald head, more things are better than less things, don't raise the bar, save that cheap mouth and chant mantras.

Seeing that Chen Yi did not let go, the old monk also knew that even if he cried to death, it would be impossible to get the robe. So, he lied that he was unwell and asked the little monks to help him go back to his meditation room.

Chen Yi naturally did what he said, and two hours later, he asked Sun Wukong to put away his robe, put it back in the suitcase, and never take it out to watch. At the same time, I had a very good plan in my heart.

After the old monk returned to the meditation room, he continued to stage a howling drama, so that a monk had no choice, did not know what to do, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, constantly grasping his bald head.

The more the old monk cried, the more energetic he became, saying that if he couldn't look at the robe again, he wouldn't be blind to death.

In the end, the monks discussed a way to kill the plunder, and decided to start at night, put medicine in the food, poison Chen Yi's two masters and apprentices, and then take the treasure robe for themselves.

This result was naturally something that Chen Yi couldn't imagine. He felt that the current plot should not change, and these monks would come and set fire at night to turn him and Sun Wukong into roast pigs.

Therefore, Chen Yi waited for the night to come, and then had something fun.

Sun Wukong didn't think about anything, anyway, no matter what these monks did, they couldn't hurt half of his monkey hair at all. And Chen Yi, as a half-immortal body, should also be able to deal with all kinds of dangers.

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When dinner time finally came, the middle-aged monk who opened the temple door personally sent the meal for Chen Yi and his apprentices to enjoy slowly, and left quickly to prepare for the next step.

Now, Chen Yi is accustomed to eating food in a purple gold bowl before eating, so that all his attributes can be improved, and he will get rid of the mortal womb as soon as possible and become a real immortal.

It is precisely in this way that the tragedy was avoided.

When Chen Yi put the food into the Zijin bowl, he received a warning from the Zijin bowl, saying that the food was poisonous and could not be eaten. Otherwise, even Taishang Laojun would not be able to save him.

"Wukong, these meals are poisonous and should not be eaten. Chen Yi hurriedly reminded Sun Wukong and asked him not to eat it.

But where will Sun Wukong listen? After swallowing the food in his mouth, he smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, a little poison can't help my old grandson." ”

As he spoke, the monkey began to eat again, so unpleasantly.

Chen Yi knew that Sun Wukong's mana was powerful, and indeed ordinary poison could not help him. So, I didn't bother to care, and let this monkey think what he wanted.

However, Chen Yi didn't do nothing, and with a roll of his eyes, he came up with another plan.

I saw him put all the food into the purple gold bowl, then brought it aside, picked up a wooden stick and pounded it, mashed all the food, and got a lot of liquid.

"If you want to poison Lao Tzu, let you taste what it means to return the way of others to their bodies. That's probably enough for you to drink a pot. ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Yi told Sun Wukong to stay in the meditation room and not to go out, otherwise he would recite the mantra 10,000 times.

Sun Wukong felt a burst of egg pain, but there was nothing he could do but follow Chen Yi's explanation, go to bed directly, and sleep first.

Chen Yi opened the suitcase, took out the brocade robe and put it on, and opened the 'stealth' attribute of the robe, pushed the door out with the purple gold bowl, swaggered in and out of the various meditation rooms, and put the venom into the bowls of the monks unconsciously.

Chen Yi doesn't like to kill, but as long as someone wants him to die, he will definitely let the other party die first. There were bandits and beasts in front of him who wanted to harm him, and in the end they all became the objects of Chen Yi's 'merit points'.

And now, if these monks want to poison him and Sun Wukong, then he will definitely poison these guys and use the poison they made themselves.

After doing the poisoning, Chen Yi returned to the meditation room, fell asleep, and soon fell asleep and went to talk about life with his sister Guanyin.

I don't know what this guy did in his dream, under the candlelight, I only saw his expression so obscene, and the monk's robe between his legs was also set up in an obvious small tent.