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Naturally, Monkey Sun would not recite any Buddhist scriptures with Tang Sanzang. Man said it was three thousand times, but even if he recited it just once, it would give him a headache. He immediately smiled and said:

"Master is joking. If I follow you in reciting the sutra three thousand times, I'm afraid that if you don't recite it till night, wouldn't it make you hungry, Master? The melons and fruits I found the day before yesterday have been eaten. I will go and get some for Master now."

Come on vegetarian food!”

A sharp look flashed in the monkey's eyes, but after he finished speaking, he blinked at Huang Shaohong, then flipped upside down and soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Huang Shaohong couldn't help but be shocked. Even with his amazing eyesight, he didn't even see Sun Wukong's movements clearly. It was as fast as teleporting. He was afraid that this was one of the legendary 'somersault clouds' that traveled thousands of miles.

The method is truly remarkable!

As soon as Sun Wukong left, Tang Monk turned his attention to Huang Shaohong. Hearing from his apprentice that this young man was a Taoist priest, he immediately said with a kind expression:

"It turns out that he is a little Taoist priest, and the poor monk Tang Sanzang is very polite!"

After saying this, he clasped his hands together to observe monk etiquette, but found that he was still holding half a piece of gravel in his hand. Then he threw the stone aside with some embarrassment, returned to the ceremony, and said:

"The bad disciples are stubborn. If the poor monk is not disciplined from time to time, I am afraid he will cause trouble!"

Huang Shaohong couldn't help but feel amused. What disaster could be greater than causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace?

He thought in his heart but was not disrespectful on the surface. He returned the gift with Taoist etiquette and said with a smile:

"Master, your method of teaching is really special!"

He was laughing inwardly, but there was a hint of ridicule in his words unconsciously.

Of course the joke was about Tang Monk hitting Sun Wukong with a stone.

If these words were heard in the ears of others, they would definitely show a strange expression, either sarcastic or displeased, but Tang Seng did not feel any strange at all, but said it as a matter of course:

"If the Taoist priest doesn't know something, hitting him with a stick or yelling can make people enlighten or concentrate during practice. This is called a 'wake-up call'!"

"It's just that the poor monk's disciple is a stubborn one. It's useless to yell at him. I can only enlighten him with a blow to the head..."

"But he happened to be born with a pair of copper skin and iron bones. Generally, when a stick hit him, he would break or break. Unfortunately, there was no machete in the wilderness, so the poor monk had to teach him a lesson with stones. The Taoist priest also

I saw it, but I didn’t take it seriously!”

When Huang Shaohong looked at Tang Monk and said solemnly, "It's a pity that the machete was not found in the wilderness," he thought of the scene of the monk chasing the monkey with a knife, and he couldn't help but wonder, is this a monk or a young and Dangerous boy?

Tang Monk said to Huang Shaohong again:

"The Taoist priest laughed at me. The poor monk has always been so straightforward. He just says whatever he thinks. He has never been able to hide things in his heart!"

"Hey... Dao Changsheng is quite handsome, and that girl in Yanxiang Tower..."

Tang Monk suddenly stopped talking while he was talking, looked at Huang Shaohong, and asked in surprise:

"Taoist Master, I told you well, why are you taking out the knife? Ha, by the way, you must have heard the poor monk say that he taught his disciples that they don't have a knife, so is it right to lend the poor monk this knife..."

What Huang Shaohong was holding was the vibranium flying sword he had refined before, which now transformed into a dagger. He held it in his hand, holding a sword flower, and said with a bad expression:

"Put this matter aside for now. Master, tell me, where is Yanxiang Tower? Which girl does Master know?"

Huang Shaohong thinks he is handsome, but he is definitely not a girl!

Although he doesn't have a muscular figure, he has solid muscles bulging all over his body, which makes him look masculine no matter how you look at it.

This Tang Monk actually compared him with women, and mentioned Yanxiang Tower. The name sounded like Yihongyuan, and he knew where it was after thinking about it. How could he not be angry!

Faced with Huang Shaohong's question and the sword in his hand, Tang Monk sneered and said:

"I'm afraid the Taoist priest may have misunderstood. The poor monk has been a monk since he was a child. He doesn't know any girls. The poor monk is talking about Yanxiang Tower, which means Feixiangzhixiang. The owner there makes good vegetarian food, but the noodles are like Pan An's.

, born handsome and clever, I call him Lang Clan, the poor monk said, Master, you are as handsome and extraordinary as that Lang Clan!"

Huang Shaohong didn't know whether what he said was true or not. He wanted to beat the monk to vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would not be able to explain himself in front of Sun Xingzhe later, so he immediately put away the flying sword and ignored him.

But he didn't leave alone. He turned around and looked at the white horse. He saw that the horse was unusually handsome. It didn't look like an ordinary horse just eating grass. Instead, it stood straight and looked at the sky. There seemed to be indescribable sadness in its eyes.

Full of sorrow.

He knew that with such sentimental eyes, it must be Xiao Bailong!

Huang Shaohong guessed that this time when the soul fell into a dream, it was like this. Could it be that Xiao Bailong also had some lingering resentment that turned into a demonic obstacle on his way west?

It was precisely because of this guess that Huang Shaohong decided to stay by the white horse's side to see if he could find anything, and finally to get rid of Guangli Bodhisattva's resentment.

Tang Seng was still muttering to himself next to Huang Shaohong:

"Taoist Master, do you want to lend me this sword or not? If you want to lend it to me, I can scare the monkey. If you don't want to lend it to me, just say something and don't let this poor monk worry about it so much..."

Hey, didn’t you take a fancy to the poor monk’s horse and want to kill it for meat?”

Without waiting for Huang Shaohong's answer, he continued:

"Although I've never eaten meat, I've heard people say that horse meat is dry and will cause you to get angry if you eat too much. What's more, this horse is not an ordinary horse..."

Huang Shaohong has a headache. Sure enough, he is just like the Tang Monk in a certain movie and TV show. He chatters endlessly, just like some middle-aged and elderly women who cannot stop talking.

He simply temporarily blocked his hearing, put away his flying sword, found a stone and sat cross-legged. The buzzing noise like flies disappeared instantly, and the whole world became pure!

When Tang Monk saw Huang Shaohong sitting aside, he quickly followed him and continued talking eloquently, but his voice was inaudible.

It was true that he was eloquent. The spittle poured down like a waterfall. Huang Shaohong really wanted to call the police and say that there were people here who were not wearing masks and were spreading the virus wantonly.

Resisting the urge to kick the bald man away, Huang Shaohong changed places again.

Although Tang Seng was chatty, he was not stupid. Maybe he saw that Huang Shaohong was impatient with him, so he immediately laughed and didn't care. After all, after so many years, he also knew that some people didn't want to see him. He immediately put his hands together and smiled apologetically, turning his head to Bai Bai.

Next to the dragon and horse, he continued to talk eloquently to the horse.

Bai Longma's eyes immediately changed from sadness and sadness to despair and death.

Huang Shaohong can guarantee that while Tang Monk kept nagging, the white horse lifted its hoof at least twenty times, and then slowly put it back. I am afraid that the little white dragon has been fighting with his heart, whether to kick or not.

Wandering between.

Huang Shaohong suddenly had a guess: Could it be that the remaining demonic obstacles in Guangli Bodhisattva's heart were the shadows in Tang Monk's heart caused by chatting with him for nothing?

About half an hour later, when the white dragon horse was already shaking, Monkey King finally came back, but he didn't get any vegetarian food. He only came back with a dozen fruits in a tiger skin bag.

When Sun Wukong returned, Huang Shaohong let go of his five senses and listened to Tang Monk saying to the monkey:

"You monkey, why have you been away for so long before you come back? Do you want to starve to death the horse that is your master?"

Huang Shaohong glanced at the monk with disdain. This guy obviously wanted to starve himself to death, but felt bad about it, so he changed his mind temporarily!

The monkey put the group of tiger skins on the ground and complained: "It's really unlucky. Originally, I thought that there was no one within a hundred miles, so I went to make some vegetarian food a hundred miles away, but I didn't expect that there would be no one within a thousand miles."

It’s no longer inhabited!”

"nonsense!"

Tang Monk angrily rebuked: "Monks don't tell lies. You said there is no one living within a thousand miles. Then let me ask you whether the farmer's family where our master and disciple stayed three days ago was human. The poor monk even wished them a long life.

!”

The monkey chuckled: "So that Master will know that after we left, a zombie came out of nowhere and bit the whole family and sucked all the blood!"

"Master, you wish them a long life. Now they have all turned into zombies and are immortal. Master's blessing is so powerful!"

Tang Monk was so embarrassed when he heard this, he picked up a stone and slapped it on the monkey's head with a bang, and scolded:

"You monkey, why don't you kill the zombie and keep it to harm others?"

Huang Shaohong curled his lips at the side, the monk was extremely angry.

A cold glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, but he smiled and leaned his head over: "Master, come here and give Lao Sun a try too, it feels so comfortable!"

Tang Monk turned to Huang Shaohong:

"The Taoist priest lends your machete to the poor monk. The poor monk wants to teach this monkey a lesson and let him know that Lord Ma is not the Lord. Let him know that even Buddhas have fire..."

Huang Shaohong was 100% sure that what the other party wanted to say was to 'let him know that Lord Ma has three eyes', but he just changed his words temporarily. Now he seriously doubted that the monk was from a gang, otherwise it would be impossible for these common sayings to be said so easily, and to say so.

Borrow a knife to kill someone.

He immediately yelled and said:

"Master, are you wrong? Doesn't Buddhism teach about abstaining from anger? How can there be anger!"

Tang Monk said seriously:

"The Taoist priest is surprised by what he said. It should be noted that Buddhism is compassionate but has the angry eyes of Vajra. If this monkey is not disciplined, it will be afraid of falling into the devil's trap. Taoist priest, your machete looks very suitable for the poor monk to teach him...

Huang Shaohong saw that the other party was confused and said in a lukewarm tone:

"Forget it, Master, I see that you are not good at wielding swords and guns. Don't look back and let me be hacked by monkeys again. There is not even a doctor in this wilderness!"

When Tang Monk saw that Huang Shaohong ignored his quarrel, he turned to Sun Wukong and started chattering. How could a monkey listen to his quarrel? He immediately jumped up into the sky and shouted:

"I, Old Sun, are going to kill zombies right now!"

Tang Seng was jumping around below, but he couldn't fly up. He could only hum, took the fruit, sat down next to Huang Shaohong, and then said with a smile:

"This monkey cannot be trained, but he still works hard. He has brought so many fruits that the poor monk can't eat them all. Why don't the Taoist priest also use some to pad his stomach?"

Huang Shaohong bared his teeth and smiled: "Thank you very much, Master, for your kindness. It's just that I'm not a vegetarian!"
To be continued...