ps: There is one more chapter in the evening, which is still 2,000 words, and it will start with 6,000 words tomorrow......

In the distance, a dark figure shot into the air from the ground, revealing sharp minions waiting for Bai Qi, Bai Qi was immediately dumbfounded, and began to flee without saying a word, and Bai Qi was very smart to flee in the direction where Chen Xu was, and the white light flashed, and Bai Qi's figure shot out.

"What do you think I'm going to do this this time with?"

"Let's stew!" said the little monk drooling.

Chen Xu has a black line on his head, and he is paralyzed as a monk, he likes to eat meat too much, how can he sound so evil, especially when he saw the greed of the little monk biting his fingers, Chen Xu muttered a few words to the old monk in his heart.

"The master seems to have said that the dragon whip is a great supplement, and it is the best thing on the dragon's body, do you know what the dragon whip is?" The little monk's eyes lit up, staring at the white light that came from the burst, as if they were looking for the location of the dragon whip, so as to see the demeanor of the dragon whip.

As soon as White approached, he heard someone talking about his little friend, and suddenly his little friend shrank, feeling that it was not the best choice for him to come here to avoid danger.

Chen Xu was in no mood to care about the little friends of white chess, his little friends couldn't stand up and had made Chen Xu very annoyed, and now he sent a sandbag to vent to the door, Chen Xu took out the bricks with his hand, and smiled at the figure that shot at the white chess.

"If you don't fight, your dragon father and dragon mother won't recognize you, and the little master will have your surname today!" Chen Xu snorted coldly.

"Why don't you kill and stew?" The little monk can't kill, but he doesn't mind persuading people to kill the little monk, and looks up at Chen Xudao.

"It's none of your business, wait until I've cleaned up this bastard. Chen Xu, the little monk who was worried about Xiaobai's little friend, was quite speechless, and he had been slandering the old monk in his heart, and he could instill this idea in his apprentice, this old monk was obviously not a good bird.

The big abbot who was far away on the mountain had been sneezing for the past two days, muttering that maybe the apprentice was thinking about himself again, and then looked at the white soup boiling in the pot in front of him, and shouted: "Senior brother, come out to eat!"

The abbot of the great abbot has already reached the end of the realm, and the most awesome abbot on the mountain is beaten by the abbot every time he comes, and he is aggrieved by the big bag on his bald head, of course, this scene is rarely seen.

The bald monk with a serious face walked out of the hut, the robe he was wearing was extremely neat, with the monk's white cheeks, but he looked quite handsome, and the big abbot saw the junior brother come out, and said with a smile: "The junior brother is becoming more and more handsome, when will we go down the mountain again?"

The serious monk's face changed, his expression was a little resentful, every time he went to the fate, the young master went to the village girl to flirt and scold, he was not embarrassed to follow him, in the early years, when he was young, he followed the young master and was not less rubbed by those aunts and aunts, and the young master saw that he was suffering a loss on the side and covered his mouth and smiled, at that time, Zen was uncertain, every time he thought about it, he was angry, and now he thinks about it, he just feels funny, and secretly says that the young master is messing around, but it is not happy to be rubbed with oil after all, especially the last time he was rubbed with oil, he met the two King Kong of the front mountain, and his face was called a loss。

A group of mentally ill guys in the Qianshan Kongo Temple, for this reason, they also made a thunderous anger in the precept hall, and the abbot of the Qianshan came to the back mountain with a bitter face, and was hit with a few bags on his head, and returned to the Qianshan temple to say that the matter was solved, so as to calm the anger of many King Kongs in the temple who maintained the holy land.

"Senior brother, it's not necessarily good to keep messing around like this, although the master said that he cheated you back then, but you have been messing around almost all these years, so don't hate his old man. Thinking of the old monk who had already thrown his hands and left, the serious monk said with a depressed face.

"I'm not messing around, that old guy cares about his reputation all his life, patting his ass and throwing a bunch of messes at me and leaving, how can there be such a cheap thing, young master, I don't have other skills, but the ability to lose the family still exists, and the old guy's reputation has not been ruined by me. The big monk who was squatting in front of the pot said leisurely.

The serious monk's face was bitter, the things that the master did back then did a bit of scolding the mother, the young master liked to stay in the flower street and willow lane since he was a child, and it was common to listen to a small song and go to a kiln and hug a girl on weekdays, when it was in the world, the young master said that he was also one of the four merry sons of the dynasty, and as a result, the master passed the mantle to the young master who was disheveled and had four or five lip prints on his face in Yihong Building, so that the young master became a monk, this guy was neat, of course the young master was furious, and almost didn't take a fan to knock the master's head full of bags, if it weren't for the master to run fast when he saw the opportunity, it was estimated that the young master would have to call a group of house slaves upstairs to beat the old monk。

Then the next day, a group of monks in the King Kong Courtyard stood in front of the door of the Yihong Building, King Kong guarded the door of the brothel, and they were all monks wearing golden robes, which could scare the emperor of the Dali Dynasty enough, and came to the front of the Yihong Mansion from the palace.

The Dali Dynasty believes in Buddhism, King Kong came to the world this is obviously a great event, but King Kong guards the door of the brothel which is a bit out of order, the emperor of the Dali Dynasty is also in a hurry, cautiously stepped forward to ask King Kong what happened, King Kong naturally will not hide, said that the real Buddha is in the building, King Kong came to pick up the real Buddha back to the mountain.

The real Buddha is visiting the kiln, which makes the Dali Emperor have a headache, but the true Buddha is respected in the holy land, and now he is visiting the kiln This is simply smearing the face of the holy land, so King Kong's face is not very good-looking, King Kong's face is not good-looking, and the Dali Emperor is frightened, but he can't always brush the true Buddha's mind, maybe the true Buddha is not doing dirty things in the kiln, but is admonishing women to be good, of course, although this possibility is smaller.

People can't live in the kiln, except for this merry man, who let King Kong in the holy land stay in front of the Yihong Mansion for two whole months before he walked out of the building flutteringly, humming a little song as he walked: Reach out and touch the silk on my sister's face......

This is the eighteen touches that everyone in the kiln knows, Emperor Dali was also a frequent visitor in the kiln when he was young, how could he not have heard of it, and he wanted to reprimand this familiar young man, but several King Kong who stood in front of the door saw the young man come out, and saluted respectfully one by one: "I have seen the real Buddha!"

King Kong's voice is extremely majestic, gathering but not dispersing, condensing a true meaning of King Kong, which is incomparably hard.

Duan Chenshan (I won't say it's a short shirt) is naturally unwilling to be this true Buddha, and even forgot the old monk two months ago, he is the only seedling in the family, Lao Tzu is the prince of the country, or the hereditary title, in Dali City, it is a well-known second generation of officials, except for a few princes who dare to fucking call themselves, in Dali City they are crabs, want to be cross-rail, and there is no shortage of silver flowers in their hands, such a lifetime of absurdity is exactly what Duan Chenshan thinks, and the ghost is willing to be his mother's true Buddha.

But this time the emperor came to the door, and the father who was the prince of the country beat himself with a stick, and he was stunned that he was driven to the holy land and became a true Buddha for decades.