Manjushri Bodhisattva quickly said: "You little kid, why are you talking nonsense? When did I hit you? Did I hit you with my dragon-escaping pile?"
However, Hong Hai'er jumped up and hit his head on the dragon-escaping pile.
I saw a big bag slowly coming out of Red Boy's head.
"How dare you hit me? You're finished. You're in big trouble!"
Oh my god?
Manjushri Bodhisattva instantly understood the dangers of the human world.
Is even a child over 300 years old so insidious?
This is obviously a collision, a proper collision!
Manjushri Bodhisattva was panicked. It was difficult to explain the current scene!
"No, Red Boy, children can't do this or tell lies!"
"If you can't tell a lie, you don't have to worry about it. Anyway, I know you are causing trouble, just wait!"
Creak, creak, creak!
Manjushri gritted his teeth, but had nothing to say.
What is the use of explaining to someone who takes the initiative to touch someone?
Manjushri Bodhisattva glanced at the sky in fear.
"Are you deliberately relying on me? Even if you go to your father Taishang Laojun, what can you do? I am a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, what can you do to me, uncle?"
Hahaha, hahaha!
Hong Hai'er raised his head and laughed: "What's going on? You'll know in a minute!"
Suddenly, a hole was opened in the dark clouds, and the sun shone directly on the earth.
After a while, an imposing god, wearing a golden Taoist robe and sitting on a green bull, came to Haoshan.
Manjushri Samantabhadra hurriedly stepped forward, placed his palms on his chest and nodded respectfully.
"See Daozu!"
snort!
Taishang Laojun turned aside his jealousy at the red boy, and Taiyi threw a spell at him with his fly whisk.
In an instant, the bump on Hong Boy's head disappeared, and his body's cultivation grew for several hundred years.
This is the descendant of a saint. Even Daluo Jinxian doesn't need to have an epiphany. He can cultivate for hundreds of years just by throwing a light at him!
Taishang Laojun glared at Manjushri Bodhisattva with cold eyes.
"Manjusri, did you hit the red boy?"
"No, uncle, the bump on his head was caused by his own collision with my dragon escape pile."
snort!
How can you believe Taishang Laojun?
How can there be such a fool in the world who collides his head with someone else's magic weapon?
"Do you think I believe it?"
Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
Don't say that Taishang Laojun doesn't believe it, even they both don't believe it.
How can there be such a fool?
But Red Boy, that’s what he did!
"Uncle, it was indeed Red Boy who took the initiative to headbutt my magic weapon, deliberately creating the illusion of being beaten. If you don't believe me, just look at the stars."
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snort!
That's it.
Red Boy quickly stepped forward, sat down on the green ox, and took Taishang Laojun's arm.
"Old man, you actually believe what this ladyboy says? No matter how young I am, I won't be stupid enough to harm myself, right? Then let's break off the relationship! I'll go home and tell my mother!"
"Ouch, don't, don't, don't, don't!"
Taishang Laojun rubbed Hong Boy's head and smiled kindly: "Red Boy, I didn't even say I believed them. The key is to look at the stars!"
Red Boy rolled his eyes.
The sage looked at the sky and saw everything.
Although the sky is filled with dark clouds, the saint can wave them away with a wave of his hand.
As for the WeChat message Bailong sent him before, asking him to hold back the Westward Journey team, it was probably clearly seen.
In that case, not only would he be unreasonable, but Brother Long would also be stuck in the quagmire of disrupting the journey to the west.
Red Boy rolled his eyes.
"If you look at the sky, you are doubting me! Then I will go home and tell my mother, and we will never talk to you again!"
"Hey, don't, don't, don't! Why don't you just stop watching the celestial phenomena? Don't watch anymore!"
Taishang Laojun turned his head and stared at Manjushri Bodhisattva.
"What did I tell you before? Everyone on the journey to the west can be touched, except Hong Boy. How did you promise me?"
"Uncle, I am wronged! The bump on Hong Boy's head was indeed caused by him. And the picture he sent you was also taken by him! If you don't believe me, ask Samantabhadra, the god who oversees the journey to the West."
Taishang Laojun glared at Puxian.
Puxian nodded and said nothing.
Taishang Laojun took another look at the gods in the sky.
"You all understand, did Hong Boy get hurt on his own initiative?"
The Five Directions Revealed the Truth, the Four Levels of Merit, Six Ding Liujia, and eighteen Protector Jialan nodded at the same time, but they also shook their heads.
You can’t mess with Manjusri and Samantabhadra, and you can’t mess with Red Boy either!
"Taozu, we understand, we don't understand, we don't understand -"
Hong Hai'er has such a big connection, why let him participate in the four difficulties of Journey to the West?
How do you calculate Zhunti Taoist?
Manjushri Bodhisattva pulled out the plan of journey to the west and put his hands in front of Taishang Laojun.
"Uncle, the 30th difficulty of Journey to the West should have been completed seven months ago. Red Boy invited Tang Monk and several others into the cave, and feasted them with delicacies every day, corroding their firm hearts. This was not intentional to disrupt Journey to the West. This was
What? Doesn’t Red Boy know all the scripts of the four difficulties? He deliberately refused to let go. Are you saying you blame the disciple and get angry with him?"
Um?
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Seven months delayed?
Taishang Laojun stared at the Journey to the West calamity plan, his brows furrowed tightly.
He is a reasonable person, and it is really difficult to protect him after being so late.
"Red Boy, look at you..."
call!!!
suddenly!
Red Boy grabbed Taishang Laojun's beard and spit out fire.
Oh my goodness!
Tai Qiang Laojun was caught off guard, his beard was set on fire and black smoke billowed.
Damn it!
Manjushri Samantabhadra was panicked!
Daozu's beard was set on fire. I never dared to think of it like this before!
The five directions in the sky revealed their truths, the four levels of merit, six Ding and Liujia, and 18 guardians were suddenly stunned.
I saw Taishang Laojun's face as black as ink, and he waved his fly whisk to put away the fire on his beard.
Using magic power, the white beard grew out again after a while.
"How dare you, Red Boy, how dare you set me on fire?"
"what!!!"
Red Boy's eyes flashed.
Taishang Laojun suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly averted his eyes.
"It's not good, but it can be good..."
Well?
Manjushri Samantabhadra, the Four Levels of Merit, the Five Directions of Revealing Truth, the Six Ding Liujia, and the eighteen protective Jialan all bowed their heads.
Taishang Laojun, being an old man is disrespectful!
It's obvious that Red Boy is unreasonable, so do you educate your children like this?
Saint, do you spoil your children like this?
What?
Who is acting coquettishly and taking care of whom?
Manjushri Bodhisattva rolled his eyes and took Taishang Laojun's arm.
"Uncle, the Second Sage of the West and the Buddha are under tight pressure. It is not easy for the disciples to monitor this journey to the west. They don't have enough to eat and sleep well every day. This is more than seven months late. When the time comes to receive Yin Zhunti, I don't know how to punish the disciples!
Ying Ying Ying!”
Well?
Taishang Laojun was in a dilemma for a moment.
On one side is Hong Hai'er, on the other side is the disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, who should I help to reason with...
"Old man..."
"Master uncle!"
"What, cut off the relationship!"
"Uncle, it's hard to be a disciple!"
…
snort!
"Stop arguing!"
Taishang Laojun's head was buzzing, he snatched the Journey to the West calamity plan and tore it into pieces in twos and twos.
"I don't care, I love you as much as I want!"
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Taishang Laojun turned into rainbow light and disappeared into Hao Mountain!
Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked at each other.
Taishang Laojun, left...
Just now, it seems that what was being torn apart was the Journey to the West calamity plan?