The white tiger spirit and the wild wolf spirit stood upright and silently took out the dick again,
"Amitabha, everyone, the poor monk is late."
At this moment, a Buddha's name broke the silence,
Everyone looked around and saw Tang Sanzang standing at the door with a pale face and a kind smile.
"I wonder who this master is..."
When the Buddhist monk finally appeared, the fat Taoist felt happy and asked with a smile.
"The poor monk Tang Sanzang, under the orders of the Emperor of Tang, went to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. These are the disciples of the poor monk. The two Taoist priests are very polite."
Tang Sanzang looked at the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord and the Fat Taoist with a smile. Seven spider spirits had appeared. These two guys were definitely with them.
The two "death plans" were completely destroyed by the Buddhist gang. For the sake of lifelong happiness, this time must not fail.
"It turns out to be an eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty. I'm not welcome. Please sit inside."
That monk must have deliberately come to cause trouble. Just when his plan was about to succeed, something like this happened.
"Young Master, Elder Sun, it's already early and the jujube tea has slowly cooled down. They'd better taste it slowly."
The little spider spirit shook his head hesitantly, "If we stay at the Taoist temple tonight, we won't have the chance."
"Miss, it's really Mr. Qin."
Several pretty young men suppressed their inner turmoil, looked at Qin Ran sitting outside with cold eyes, and kept talking loudly.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord showed a special chrysanthemum smile on his face, and then finished his encouragement:
"What happened to that little master?"
The wild wolf spirit and the white tiger spirit stared at the two guys, their expressions gradually stiffened, and they silently took out their weapons.
Sun Wukong looked overjoyed and ran over calmly. Inside the small hall, a flower-like male demon poked through the thin window paper and peeked quietly.
Sure enough, was it still discovered?
The spider spirits looked at each other, with a look of fear gradually showing in their eyes.
But Sun Wukong looked strange under his seat. Then he heard several popping noises, and a strong smell spread throughout the small hall.
"Master Qin is even more handsome than he was a few days ago."
"Hey, the Taoist priest doesn't know what's going on." Qin Ran sighed, then looked at it and said: "In your Xiaotang, there is no old saying that Chi Zao must be finished. The meaning is that before eating Chi Zao, everything must be finished."
It is auspicious, so it can be eaten."
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong in unison. Sun Wukong's face turned red, and just as he was about to speak, he ran towards the house.
"Is it... this monk again?"
The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord and the Fat Taoist looked at each other, their hearts tightened, and they secretly clenched their fists, ready to take action.
The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord spat out a sip of tea from his mouth. At first I thought I was using poison, but I thought that Sun Wukong was more poisonous than me. The air was suffocating, and one breath made me dizzy.
Before Zhuang Xiangjia retreated to the front yard, I realized that I had gone in the wrong direction. I originally wanted to run inside, but I thought I had recognized the wrong door and backed into the front yard of the Taoist temple.
The monk is right behind his eyes, and as long as he solves the troubles nearby, Tang Monk's meat will be at his fingertips. To say he is excited is to lie.
The fat Taoist was very discerning and took advantage of this moment to order the two Taoist boys to bring out two new cups of tea according to the portions.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord arranged his clothes, walked forward, and laughed.
The spider spirit's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at the setting sun, hoping that Ye Mu would arrive slowly.
Qin Ran chuckled and said, "Taoist master, don't worry about it. Master Bazang has had diarrhea after eating good food in the past few days."
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord suppressed his nausea, waved his sleeves to dispel the strong smell, and laughed dryly.
That Taoist temple is indeed majestic. There are only a dozen or so courtyards, and the terrain is extremely simple. A special person who retreats for the first time will definitely lose his way in it.
After saying that, he drank.
The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord looked at Tang Sanzang and beamed with joy, "Holy Monk, please wait a moment. Instruct the disciples to pick some rotten vegetables and radishes and arrange a vegetarian meal for the Holy Monk."
The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Master, what do you mean by this? Why can you eat it? Are you afraid that the taste of the dates will be bad? Although he is worried about this, don't look at the white color of the dates. In fact, if you eat them
It tastes delicious."
The fat Taoist smiled awkwardly and said, "I do mind, I do mind."
In the small hall, Bai-Eyed Demon Lord and Fat Taoist chatted for a while before changing the subject.
The fat Taoist also laughed and said: "Those dates were just picked from the jujube trees. They are old and very delicious. You guys are being polite."
Sun Wukong waved his hand and said with a polite smile: "The poor monk came from afar and bowed with bare hands because he dared to trouble the Taoist priest to give him a banquet."
"He and you are both monks. You don't have eight liters of salary when you see the mountain gate. Why should you be polite?"
Tang Sanzang came at the right time, otherwise Sun Wukong and the others would definitely have discovered the flaw just now.
Zhuang Xiang said leisurely, "Jujubes that are very old are definitely edible."
The Taoist boy took out two more cups of tea, one for Sun Wukong and one for Zhuang Xiangjia.
Generally speaking, people from the Taoist sect, except for the old man from Taibaijinxing, were relatively friendly to him, unlike the bunch of wimps from the Buddhist sect who always tried to trick him.
"They want to retreat and hook up with me."
It was already approaching dusk, the weather was cool, the breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and a strange smell filled the courtyard. The peeping spiders suddenly covered their noses and almost retched.
“Stinky!“
Looking at the rows of corridors, houses and courtyards behind his eyes, Sun Wukong looked confused. Among those carved and painted buildings, who could tell which one was the latrine?
"Yes, that's right. This monkey recognizes you and will definitely retreat rashly. Xu will definitely defeat senior brother's plan."
There was another sound in the belly, and Zhuang Xiangjia's face tightened. If he waited for a moment, he might have to pull out his pants. Just when he was relieved, I suddenly saw a towering jujube tree with beautiful branches on the right side of the courtyard.
Mao is not as thick as ten people hugging each other, and his figure is suitable for concealment. As long as he makes a sound, others will definitely notice it.
Tang Sanzang walked up to the main hall and saw the three pure statues above. He kneaded incense and poured it into the furnace. He bowed three times before saluting the Taoist priest.
In order to dispel the wariness of Tang Sanzang and Qin Ran, Bai-Eyed Demon Lord took the initiative to pick up the tea cup and said with a laugh, "Pindao didn't take care of Zhou just now. Please pay attention to me. Pindao offers tea instead of wine to you and me."
All humble monks, have a drink."
Sun Wukong felt the cold eyes of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, and his heart was filled with chills. The old bastard would surely ruin this.
The fat Taoist said, "My child, please serve tea to the holy monk, and go elsewhere to arrange fasting meals as soon as possible."
Did the Taoist priest get kicked in the head by a donkey? The vegetables and radishes haven't gone bad yet? Do you think my diarrhea is severe enough?
Zhuang Xiang glanced at the tea, shook his head and sighed, "It's worth drinking jujube tea."
"And it's getting late now. You will arrange accommodation for a few of us later."