Chapter Forty-Five: An Unfathomable Alternative Ending

"Stubborn!" the old monk snorted coldly, the robe on his body also slowly fell off, and a clear human face appeared on it, as if an evil ghost had been born, and at the same time, a stronger resentment than before suddenly exploded, and the air around him became gloomy and cold.

"Criminal, do you want to use the art of resentment given to you by the poor monk to defeat me? It's ridiculous!" the old monk sneered, and the resentment on the robe almost condensed into substance, "If you want to kill the poor monk, your Taoism is still far away!"

"Then you have to add us!" As soon as the words fell, Guangmou Guangquan took a step forward at the same time, standing on Guangzhi's side, chanting words in his mouth, and the robe on his body slowly fell off.

Of course, this resentment was really nothing to the monkey, and it was dissipated by the huge demonic aura before it was close.

Tang Song pursed his lips, this Guanyin Zen Monastery is really an evil cultivator, and they have to undress each other before a fight, what a shameful picture, but haven't you considered accepting some female disciples to practice this miraculous skill? It must become a very wonderful landscape.

"Goku, which of them do you think can win?"

"It's too weak to see. ”

Tang and Song Dynasty are tooth flowers, why do you pretend to be so secure! The poor monk likes it!

Just as the battle was about to break out, a voice suddenly came into everyone's ears clearly, and the old monk and Guangzhi were startled, and looked at the crowd with a relaxed momentum.

"Please stop first, the disciple knows who took the robe!"

I saw a little monk with a white face in the crowd slowly walked out, bowed to the old monk and said, "Disciple Guangyong pays a visit to the abbot." ”

"It turned out to be Guang Yong, you just said that you know who took the robe? Is it those three criminals?! Don't be afraid, there are poor monks who make decisions for you in everything!" The old monk's face softened slightly, this Guang Yong was his youngest disciple, usually well-behaved and sensible, and he was the most pleasing to him.

"Back to the abbot, the robe was not taken away by the three senior brothers, but by someone else. As he spoke, Guang Yong's gaze went straight to the corner of the courtyard.

Tang Song's body suddenly stiffened, licked his lips, and suddenly felt a little bitter, "Wukong, what did you say that little bald donkey was suddenly staring at me?"

"Maybe I think you're good-looking. ”

Everyone followed Guang Yong's gaze and focused their eyes on Tang and Song.

"Wukong, why do you think they all keep staring at me?"

"Maybe they all think you're good-looking. ”

Tang Song: "......"

The old monk's face sank, and he looked at Guang Yong and said, "Since it's not those three criminals, who are they?!"

"It's the elder who claims to be from the Eastern Soil Datang!"

"What?!" Everyone was shocked, and the old monk frowned even more, and shouted in a deep voice: "Guangyong, don't talk nonsense, can you see clearly?"

"The disciple can see clearly, it is the demon monkey next to the elder who stole the robe!"

"Ahem!" Tang Song was so hung that he was choked by his own saliva, and looked at this little monk who opened his eyes and said nonsense incredibly, seeing that you look smooth and slippery, why do you just talk nonsense! Everyone is bald, why bother bald people, bald, why bother bald, this is the same root bald, why is it too anxious to fry each other!

The suspicious gaze of everyone made Tang Song feel innocent, and he felt that he had changed from a melon-eating crowd to a melon-stealing boy.

"Bald donkey, you have to be responsible when you speak!" Tang Song was furious, strode up to the little monk and glared angrily.

"Huh?"

Feeling the dozens of increasingly unkind gazes around him, Tang Song realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly coughed twice, and corrected: "You have misunderstood, I just scolded this little bald donkey, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Monks: "...... Why do you have a ball of meat that is smoother than anyone else, and you have the face to scold others for being a bald donkey?"

"Guang Yong, let me ask you again, do you really see clearly?" the old monk asked word by word, staring at Guang Yong's eyes.

"The monks don't speak, and the disciple did see the demon monkey next to the elder stealing the robe tonight. Guang Yong's face was calm and said lightly.

"Joke!

Tang Song couldn't help sneering, pointed to Sun Wukong next to him and said: "Do you know what kind of identity he is, five hundred years ago, he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and was named the Monkey King by the Jade Emperor, how could he do such a thing as stealing, you say yes, Wukong!"

Turning his head, he saw that the monkey was staring at him with two faint eyes, Tang Song laughed dryly, and then remembered what the monkey had done before, stealing peaches and stealing elixirs, which was not much worse than stealing stars and moons, and it could be said that he was standing at the top of this industry.

Hitting people without slapping their faces, he hurriedly coughed twice more, and added strongly: "Even if he really did this, with his Monkey King's ability to steal heaven and earth, how could he steal a mere robe and let you wait for the mortal monk to find out, this is clearly a big lie!"

You can still catch the traces of Sun Wukong with a mortal little meat ball? This is as ridiculous as a cripple outperforming Bolt, can you still order Bilian!

For a while, the old monk was also a little unable to distinguish the true from the fake, but at this time, Guangzhi suddenly sneered on the side: "The elder is really hidden deep enough, I didn't expect our master and apprentice to fight, but in the end, it was the elder who profited." ”

"I have long said that this monk is not simple, and when he saw that the boss of the Meng family was killed by us, I knew that this monk was unfathomable. Guangmou made a copy of the appearance that the master had already seen through, and said proudly.

"You killed the boss of the Meng family?" Tang Song exclaimed, looking at Guangzhi and the three of them in disbelief, he thought it was the old monk's poisonous hand, it seems that the detective also has a time when the horse stumbles.

"Monk, there's no need to act again at this time, aren't you? Didn't you already see through the truth at that time?" Guangquan's face became more and more ugly, and he thought that Tang Song was still playing tricks on them.

"When did the poor monk see through the truth?" Tang Song looked at the second monk and couldn't figure it out, and he always felt that there seemed to be some misunderstanding here.

"Don't pretend anymore, you pointed three times in the room, clearly implying that the three of us did it. Now it seems that you refused to expose us at that time, thinking that it was just for this moment, so that the three of us could prevent the disaster for you, what a deep calculation!" Guangzhi analyzed the more he felt reasonable, as if the fog that had been shrouding him dissipated in an instant.

"The elder is really powerful, and he deserves to be a holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. The old monk also suddenly understood, sneered, and quietly blocked the way of Tang and Song.

Tang Song: "......"

How did things get to this point? Now it's a bun falling into a pit - it's not and it can't be washed.

Tang Song took a deep breath, turned around and took a deep look at Guang Yong, who had a calm face, and asked, "Who is behind your back to instruct you to frame the poor monk, is it Guanyin, or is it another bodhisattva?"

"Are you crazy, a monk? You dare to rely on the Bodhisattva, what kind of identity is Guanyin Bodhisattva, how can you calculate ordinary people like you, why don't you just say that the Buddha framed you!" Guangzhi laughed angrily.

"It's very unlikely, but it's not impossible. Tang Song said with a serious face.

Guangzhi: "......"

Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly heard a burst of wild laughter in the air, and the sound was like a golden bell, which shook everyone's heads dizzy.