Outside, the sun is shining, the flowers are competing for spring, the willow branches are fluttering, and the scenery is full of life.

In the past three years, Liu Neng, in addition to spending time in the dark prison cell, has spent in the dim and boundless underworld, and almost forgot the taste of spring. Looking at the scenery in front of him, he only felt quite happy in his heart, and greedily took a breath of air, and held it in his stomach for a long time and refused to spit it out.

When he finally let out that breath, his eyes suddenly lit up, but he saw a chubby child looking at him with his chin on his back. Look at the young boy who is only three or four years old, born of pink carving, extremely cute, sitting on a big rock, looking at himself strangely.

Liu Neng couldn't help but feel childlike, squatted down and said, "Little brother, what's your name?"

The child blinked his eyes and looked at Liu Neng with a frown, as if he was thinking about why there was an ugly, dirty, black, and smelly monk in that empty room.

"Little brother, why don't you speak!" Seeing that the child didn't answer, Liu Neng continued to ask, and made a grimace.

"Wow......" The child's mouth held back a few times, and suddenly jumped off the bluestone, stumbling into the distance, as if to stay away from Liu Neng, the wicked man. While crying, he shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Xuancheng, Senior Brother Xuanling, someone is bullying me!"

Listening to the child's cry, Liu Neng was embarrassed, stood up stupidly, and shouted while touching his head: "Little brother, you run slowly! I'm not a bad person." ”

He didn't say it was okay, but the boy heard his voice and ran faster. He didn't even have time to see the road under his feet, and just as there was a slight unevenness in front of him, the child threw himself and fell to the ground, crying earth-shatteringly.

"Why am I here?" Liu Neng shook his head with a wry smile, took a few steps forward, and was about to pick up the child, when he suddenly heard a person in the distance crying out anxiously: "Jiang Liu'er, how are you!"

"Jiang Liuer...... He...... He turned out to be Tang Seng?" Liu Neng couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't expect that this little chubby dun with a big snot and crying and wiping tears would be Tang Seng.

"He was raised by Fa Ming, how could he not have shaved his degree?" Liu Neng said to himself as he looked at the bun on Tang Seng's head.

At this time, a monk rushed from a distance, but seeing the little Tang monk crying on the ground, Monk Liu shook his head here, vigilant in his heart, and didn't care to comfort the little Tang monk, first protected him behind him, and said sharply: "Who are you?

"I remember!" Liu Neng didn't care about the monk, and suddenly remembered the record in Journey to the West that Tang Seng was raised by Elder Fa Ming until he was eighteen years old before he became a monk.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with Jiang Liu'er?" another monk ran over from a distance, picked up the little Tang monk, and asked the monk at the beginning.

"I don't know, when I came, I saw Jiang Liu'er crying here, as if the ugly monk was frightened. At first, the monk pointed at Liu Nengdao.

Liu Neng looked at the later monk, and his heart was happy, this monk was the little monk who brought him food. But after hearing it, I almost blew my lungs in anger: "Am I that ugly?"

"Senior Brother Xuanling, he scared me!" Xiao Tang Seng cried while pointing his finger at Liu Nengdao.

After listening to Xiao Tang Seng's words, Liu Neng's mind was full of black lines. I didn't expect to become a wicked person who bullies children.

"Senior Brother Xuancheng, you leave here with Jiang Liu'er first, gather people to come over, and watch him here. As Xuan Ling spoke, he wanted to hand over the little Tang monk to Xuan Cheng's hands.

"Little monk Xuanling, I don't know the poor monk. Liu Neng laughed.

Hearing Liu Neng ask such a question, Xuan Ling was extremely strange. looked at Liu Neng carefully up and down, left and right, and couldn't help but change his face: "Why are you back again?"

"It turned out that when the poor monk went to the underworld, he brought his body with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked, but how you came out. Liu Neng thought to himself.

"Senior brother, go away! he is the evil monk who was captured by the master. Xuan Ling exclaimed, pulling Xuan Cheng to turn around and run.

"Haha, don't think about leaving!" Liu Neng laughed loudly, stepped on the ground with both feet, rose into the air, and reached down with his hands like eagles, directly clasping the necks of the two monks.

Liu Neng only felt that the necks of the two little monks were like two thin dead branches, as long as his hand was slightly forced, the two orange branches would break: "What about Fa Ming, let him come out to see me!"

"Phew!" Xuan Cheng glanced at Liu Neng and spat directly on his face.

Liu Neng twisted his head, avoided the other party, grabbed it with one hand, and grabbed a piece of flesh directly from Xuan Cheng's neck, Xuan Cheng screamed miserably, and fell into a pool of blood, the big hole in his neck kept blistering outward.

"When did I become so cruel!" Liu Neng grabbed Xuan Cheng to death with one claw, and his movements were extremely natural, making him feel strange: "It is estimated that I have killed too many ghosts in the underworld, and it has become natural to get used to it." ”

"Ugly monk, there is a kind of you who killed me. Xuan Ling on the side watched Xuan Cheng fall, extremely sad and angry, constantly struggling, and at the same time kicking Liu Neng desperately with one leg.

"Fa Ming, get out of here!

Xuan Ling kicked him like tickling him. He wiped it on Xuan Ling's face and wiped the blood off his hands. Just grabbed Xuan Ling's neck, opened his throat and shouted loudly: "Fa Ming, you get out of here, get out!"

The sound was like thunder, rolling and rolling, and the mountains in the distance kept echoing: "Get out...... Come out ......"

"Who dares to make trouble in Zhenjiang Jinshan Temple!" The voice did not alarm Fa Ming, but it alarmed the monks in the temple, seeing dozens of monks of all sizes holding sticks, swarming from all directions, squeezing the water in the small courtyard, looking at Xuan Cheng who fell to the ground, and then looking at Xuan Ling who Liu Neng pinched in his hand, the crowd was surging for a while.

There was even a fat monk who grabbed it first, holding a wooden stick with the thickness of a bowl, aiming it at Liu Neng's head.

"Looking for death!" Liu Neng sneered, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, let go of Xuan Ling, stepped out, and came to the monk's side, with his left leg as the axis, and his right foot was drawn out like a whip.

I heard the crisp sound of "crack!", it was the sound of Liu Neng's sonic boom that broke the air, and after the wooden stick was broken by his kick, its momentum continued unabated, and it kicked out the fat monk's head again.

"Bang!"

The fat monk's head was like a watermelon, and it was kicked by Liu Neng, red blood and white brains sprayed everywhere, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

"Murdered!"

Seeing that Liu Neng was so ferocious, where did the monks in the field still have the courage just now, and I don't know which monk roared, and all the monks fled one after another.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

Liu Neng jumped seven stars with his feet, rushed into the monks like a tiger entering a flock, and used his fists and legs together, as if playing a sandbag, and walked around the crowd.

When he returned to the same place, the forty or fifty monks were already lying on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, crying and screaming in their mouths.

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