From a medical point of view, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva is in a vegetative state at this time, but Chen Yi knows that this vegetative state may also wake up again. In this world of monasticism, there are all kinds of people, and anything can happen. In fact, it will directly destroy the Bodhisattva's body.
It was the easiest and there was nothing to worry about, but Chen Yi thought about it again and again, but still did not express this suggestion, because destroying the body of the Bodhisattva at this time would be suspected of whipping the corpse anyway. Chen Yi finally felt that he was still
The law has reached the point where it even destroys corpses.
Wukong saw Chen Yi's face that was sometimes gloomy and sometimes clear. He changed his mind, coughed twice, stopped everyone's noise, and said: "I think this place is a natural treasure. Let's go out and let this Bodhisattva and
The old bastard is here to guard and let them fend for themselves."
Wukong is worthy of being a veteran, but he guessed Chen Yi's thoughts very closely. As soon as he said this, everyone understood what he meant and nodded in agreement.
Chen Yi walked over and wanted to hug Wukong to express his gratitude and gratitude. When Wukong saw him walking in, his expression changed drastically, as if he had seen some monster, he stepped back repeatedly, waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, I'm not that."
Monks and old bastards, I can't stand your hugs." Chen Yi paused and rushed over. Wukong's eyes widened and he hurriedly used the skill of shifting his body. Chen Yi bumped into him, but pretended to
The shadow left by Wukong.
Chen Yi couldn't hold back, and everyone saw a gray shadow rushing forward, but it was stuck on the stone wall of the cave. Chen Yi's body was hard and he crashed into the stone wall, leaving only his body outside. But Yang Jian screamed happily.
He stood up: "What a hard head." Wukong touched his head, gasped, and sighed slightly: "I am known as the Bronze Head, but I really can't compare to Brother Chen." Everyone knew that Chen Yicheng was here, and they all agreed.
Laughter, joy is not enough.[
Bah, bah, bah, Chen Yi held the stone wall with both hands and used a lot of force to pull his head out of the stone wall. His nose and mouth were full of stone powder, so he had to keep spitting it out. The awkwardness in his heart was no longer what others thought.
He opened his eyes and glared at the people who were laughing. When they saw that his hair was covered with gray and gray, only his two eyes could move flexibly, they laughed even harder.
Chen Yi was angry for a long time. When he saw that no one was threatened, he had to give up and started laughing. This was the second time he stabbed a rock. Last time, he jumped from the cliff of Wuzhishan Mountain to stab him. This time, he rushed over by himself.
, in short, it was all my own fault, and I don’t know if there will be a next time.
Chen Yi pulled up his sleeves and wiped his head hard a few times. The stone powder rustled down. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. This stone wall is a good thing. These are all absorbing stones. Why don't you get some back? This is a sinister thing.
A good thing for people. Hehe, he didn't bother to continue wiping, and stood there grinning happily.
Yang Jian said to Wukong: "Isn't this dead-skinned bald guy just stupid? How do you know he's so evil?"
"No way, I guess he won't be stupid after everyone else is stupid. He probably has something good going on." Wukong's eyes were as bright as lightning.
Sure enough, Chen Yi shouted at the other end: "Who has a storage bag or something?"
Wukong looked puzzled, what kind of storage bag? Then he looked at Yang Jian, who smiled bitterly. The bald man was really stupid. He used words randomly, so he had to explain it to him himself, and said with a smile: "It's just something like a Qiankun bag, but this
I don’t have this stuff, I don’t usually use it.”
However, Henry Zhang quietly walked up to Yang Jian and said in a low voice: "Gang leader, I do have one of these Qiankun bags. I just don't know if the gang leader needs it."
Yang Jian happily patted Henry Zhang's shoulder affectionately and said: "I forgot that you are surrounded by magic weapons. In terms of quantity, I'm afraid there are not many people as many as you. It's not that I want it, it's the bald man opposite who wants it."
, if you want, give it to him."
Henry Zhang was a little excited. Yang Jian hadn't been so affectionate with him in more than ten years, and he said repeatedly: "My things were not given by the gang leader, so they are nothing." But he took out a hemp rope from his arms.
He came with a small cloth bag tied at the mouth and threw it from a distance. The bag drew an arc and fell straight into Chen Yi's hands.
Chen Yi didn't expect such a light bag to be thrown so far by Henry Zhang. He raised the bag and said to Henry: "Brother Zhang, thank you."
Yang Jian suddenly felt something was wrong and asked loudly: "What do you want with that Qiankun bag?"
"Putting stones", Chen Yi was not afraid that he would know that he had got the bag. Just now he was a little worried that he would not be able to borrow the bag to put the stones, but now his heart was completely in his stomach.
"Ah?" Yang Jian exclaimed, thinking that this stone is really a good thing. He put his arm around Henry Zhang's shoulders and asked, "Do you still have the Qiankun bag? Take it out quickly..."
Henry Zhang had a sad face, but he couldn't get it out.
Yang Jian could only look at Chen Yi who opened the bag to put the stones with helplessness, and said in frustration: "You are so bald, you are so shameless, you don't know how to share good things with others."
While loading the stones, Chen Yi said: "You can also get a few pieces and take them back. If you don't have a bag, just carry them with your hands, but then you will have to walk back, haha." Such a benefit, he can actually take advantage of it all by himself.
This kind of good thing is indeed a joy. Chen Yi felt that his heart was about to fly. He wanted to sing a song, but thinking about his own singing voice, he felt scared, so he gave up.
Wukong looked at Chen Yi pretending to be a stone with a smile, and his heart was filled with warmth. He was so capable that he naturally did not need external objects such as these god-absorbing stones, but he was also happy to see Chen Yi so happy. After all, this Chen Yi
He is his first real friend after a hundred years of loneliness, a friend with quite good taste.[
The magic weapons on Henry Zhang are indeed good. This Qiankun bag is very wonderful. Chen Yichao contains dozens of stones, probably one or two hundred kilograms. The Qiankun bag is not full or heavy, and it is still light in his hand.
Chen Yi secretly thought to himself whether he should find an opportunity to take this Qiankun Bag as his own.
Over there, Yang Jian gave Zhang Xuan a hint, and Zhang Xuan shouted: "You must return the things after you use them. I only have this one." Yang Jian secretly laughed in his heart, you kid, you don't know that there are hundreds of them at home.
He said there was only one, but this was true to his own feelings.
Chen Yi immediately gave up the idea. A friend's things are still a friend's things after all. The stone was almost ready. Chen Yi was disgraced, but he didn't bother to wipe it off and said, "Then let's go?"
Everyone flew up and got out of the exploded hole. The sky was dark and cloudy, but it seemed like it was going to rain. Wukong looked back and struck a palm, and a strong wind roared out, but he put a huge boulder on the hole, completely sealing it.
I'm here. I just don't know whether those two unlucky ghosts underground are alive or dead.
"Hey, I said, Erlangshen, will you invite me to dinner when you go back?" Chen Yi pulled Yang Jian's sleeve and said a little shyly.
Yang Jian was angry and funny, and said loudly: "Okay, I'll treat you. I'll treat you at Guancheng Tower."
Wukong said quietly: "Well, you should treat me, and I must treat you to shredded pork."
Chen Yi suddenly thought of the Bodhisattva's meat, and the acid in his stomach rushed up. He vomited on the roadside. He cursed in his heart, this evil monkey deserved to eat only fruit.
Wukong added: "We should do something big when we go back."