"Elder, how about you taste the fruit wine brewed by the little woman?" Seeing that Tang Song never moved his chopsticks, Red Sleeves chuckled, leaned over and lifted the wine jug to pour a full cup for Tang Song in person, the golden liquid was as moving as amber, and the aroma of wine came to his face.

The red sleeves were dressed in a red veil, and they were already wearing cool, and this leaning over just revealed the deep snow white on his chest, which frightened Tang Song to take two more looks, and then pretended not to see anything, and lowered his head as if nothing happened.

"Amitabha, a poor monk is a monk, drinking alcohol is a taboo, thank you to the female benefactor for her kindness. Tang Song decisively refused, this wine was too expensive, and he couldn't afford to drink it.

Zhu Bajie was stunned again, and his hand subconsciously wanted to reach over again, obviously the four of them had just drunk a little wine yesterday, why did the elder forget it?

Seeing Zhu Bajie's evil pig's trotters under the table quietly reaching out to him again, Tang Song couldn't help but glared at him fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Don't pinch, the poor monk knows it!"

After that, he gently pushed the wine glass in front of him aside, and then looked at the four girls with a smile, this wine and meat catastrophe also passed smoothly, it seems that he overestimated the means of the Bodhisattvas, this Zen heart catastrophe is far less terrifying than imagined.

Lu Luoxiu frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "The elder neither eats nor drinks, does he look down on our sisters? ”

Tang Song couldn't laugh or cry on his face, isn't it a matter of course that monks don't eat meat or drink alcohol? Why did it become an excuse in your mouth, and suddenly I felt that this Bodhisattva was a little biao.

"That is, the elder must give our sisters an explanation!" Zixia also shouted coquettishly on the side, a pair of lonely peach blossom eyes glared at Tang Song fiercely, but the beauty was angry, not only did she not have any threat, but she had a different style.

It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery, Tang and Song have no intention of watching it, and they can't help but feel tight when they see the four girls who twist their eyebrows.

"The donor misunderstood, the poor monk just-"

"The elder doesn't need to explain, the little girl understands. The words were said like this, but the expressions on the faces of the four girls became more and more resentful, and Tang Song looked uncomfortable.

You know an egg! Tang and Song have black lines, they are all old people who have lived for thousands of years, there is no need to be so hypocritical, this scene is like an eight-o'clock dog blood drama, and it is too greasy.

Tang Song also thought about simply flipping the table and directly and ruthlessly rejecting the four girls to show his firm position, but when he thought of the identity of the four, his legs and stomach couldn't help but turn for a while. Women have been cautious creatures since ancient times, which has nothing to do with how many years they have lived, in case they accidentally annoy the old mother of Li Shan and Guanyin Bodhisattva, the two girls, and then secretly make some trips for you on the way to learn the scriptures, Tang and Song can't even find a place to cry.

sighed quietly, had to give up this extremely tempting idea, and said with a wry smile: "It's all the fault of the poor monk, and you don't have to mind the female benefactor." ”

Lu Pothos snorted lightly, shook his head, and said, "The elder's apology is too insincere, and everyone's hearts are hurt a little by you! As he spoke, he gently supported the bulging soft flesh on his chest, and kept throwing his eyes at Tang Song.

I'm rubbing you a big-headed ghost! Tang Song felt that his three views were ruined, do you dare to believe that these were words from the mouth of a bodhisattva? It looks like a secretary in a small movie, do you usually talk like this with Rulai in the Da Lei Yin Temple? How do you feel that the business seems to be very skilled? He suddenly remembered Tang Guoqiang's ghost animal, it was just the most appropriate--I have never seen such a brazen person!

Tang Song took a deep breath and kept reminding himself in his heart that this is a Bodhisattva, these people are all Bodhisattvas, and they must not be offended, otherwise their lives will definitely be lost.

"What do the four female donors want?" said Tang Songqiang with a smile.

"Giggles, it's better for the elder to say a nice word to each of our four sisters, if we are satisfied with the four sisters, we will simply let you go this time. Pothos rolled her eyes and chuckled.

Tang Song's heart moved, could it be that this is not a test? It seems that we need to be careful, don't unknowingly follow the path of the Bodhisattva.

"Is this true? If the words of the poor monk satisfy the four female benefactors, are you really willing to let the poor monk go this time?" Tang Song deliberately accented this time, and looked at the four women with deep meaning and asked.

If this is the case, then this is obviously the final test set by the four bodhisattvas, and it must be treated with caution.

"Naturally, take it seriously. Red Sleeves snorted and said, "Although the little woman is not a manly husband, what she says is difficult to chase. ”

Zixia snorted lightly, looked at Tang Song and said, "It's better for the elders to start with the eldest sister first." ”

Hearing this, the red sleeves got up and leaned down towards Tang and Song through a wooden table, revealing the ups and downs of the scenery like mountains, which was extremely tempting. A pair of beautiful eyes also stared at Tang Song and Song with a good look, and the lightning was shining.

Tang Song pondered for a moment, looked at the red sleeves and whispered: "The green clothes are holding the inkstone to urge the question paper, and the red sleeves are fragrant to accompany the reading." ”

"Good poetry. ”

The red-sleeved eyes were flowing, and his eyes were dripping, but he didn't expect that the little monk in front of him was so talented and could make such wonderful verses.

"Is the donor satisfied?" Tang Song asked proudly, feeling in his heart that fortunately, he had also read poetry and books for a while in order to pretend to be a literary youth, otherwise he would really be timid now.

"The slave family is very satisfied!" Red Sleeves didn't forget to throw a wink at this time, and said angrily.

"What about me?" asked Pothos with interest.

Tang Song came as soon as he opened his mouth, and said softly: "Whisk the flowers and play the piano and sit on the moss, and the spring breeze comes under the pothos tree." ”

"What a beautiful sentence, the slave family is also very happy in their hearts!" The green pothos looked confused, nodded with satisfaction, and was full of praise.

"What about me, what about me?" Seeing Tang and Song chanting beautiful poems one after another, Zixia couldn't help but become anxious, and urged in a coquettish voice.

"The public wants to light the purple glow on his body, and Qiong Yuyu is disgusted with luxury. Tang Song said slowly, sighing in his heart that this poem is really direct enough, and he directly named the theme of Zixia, without hiding it at all, and the style of writing can be described as bold.

So Zixia also sat down with joy, and kept repeating these two verses in her mouth, looking intoxicated.

The corners of Tang Song's eyes twitched, but he didn't expect the bodhisattvas to be a lover of literature and art.

"Now only Xiaomei is left. Red Sleeves said with a smile, Lan Xiang hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Tang Song with big eyes and watery eyes, with a look of anticipation.

"Uh...... Which excavator technology is strong, Shandong, China is looking for Lanxiang. Tang Song Shun's mouth came out bald.

Lan Xiang: "......"

Why does it feel so much worse?

Feeling Lan Xiang's extremely resentful gaze, Tang Song hurriedly laughed twice, and said softly: "I was just joking just now, and I ask Miss Lan Xiang not to be surprised." ”

"The elder is going to make a good poem for Lan Xiang. Lan Xiang said quietly.

"That's nature. ”

Tang Song pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke: "The red eyes are followed by Rong Xie, and the chrysanthemum orchid fragrance occupies the spring." ”

"It's a good sentence of Juxiu Lanxiang to occupy the spring, the elder is really powerful. Lan Xiang sighed and praised her.

"Then this test has passed?" Tang Song was overjoyed and hurriedly asked.

The four women glanced at each other, nodded and said, "Naturally, the elders have passed the test." ”

Tang Song swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt, looked at the four girls in disbelief, and had mixed feelings in his heart, could it be that this catastrophe passed so easily?