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"Master, don't worry, leave it to my grandson."

Say it.

One somersault and it's gone.

Zhu Zizhen was dumbfounded.

"Mist grass, what kind of hobby is this big brother? You are so happy after being tricked?"

Xuanzang ignored Zhu Zizhen's words.

Just keep going.

three days later.

The master and apprentice finally arrived at Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai.

Xuanzang went up to call the door himself.

"The poor monk is a monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to deliver the scriptures."

Monks Hua in Zhenhai Zen Forest have been waiting for Xuanzang and his party.

This time is naturally full of enthusiasm.

The host almost ran out.

He ran all the way to Xuanzang.

"It turned out that the holy monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the poor monk came to see him."

"Please come in quickly."

The host said.

While looking up at Xuanzang and his disciples.

Then he froze there.

The looks of Sha Wujing and the jade-faced fox are not comparable to Mrs. Diyong.

At best, Mrs. Diyong can be regarded as a stunning beauty in the world.

And Sha Wujing and the jade-faced fox are rare beauties in the sky.

The abbot of Zhenlin Temple in Zhenhai is an authentic Monk Hua.

Look at this.

I was crazy at the time.

Yo heh.

This monk from the east turned out to be a fellow.

When going out, don't forget to bring two beauties.

Gee tut.

This is the best of the two best beauties.

If I can have a spring night, I would be willing to live ten years less.

The host of Zhenlin Temple in Zhenhai had a bright smile on his face.

"Holy Monk, I don't know what's behind you?"

Xuanzang seemed to speak indifferently.

"A disciple of the poor monk."

The host of Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai sucked his saliva.

"Then I don't know if you two female disciples, holy monk, can..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Zhu Zizhen patted his belly and spoke.

"Master, by the way, you really shouldn't have killed that Monk Hua who planned to belittle Junior Sister Sha last time."

Xuanzang glared at Zhu Zizhen.

"Hmph, dare to make the idea of ​​being a teacher and disciple."

"As a teacher, of course I have to take his ashes away with my own hands."

talking.

The Jiuxi Zen stick in his hand just hit the ground

Boom!

The bluestone floor cracked more than a hundred meters.

The host of Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai was dumbfounded at the time.

He wave again.

Also just a mortal.

Whether it is a Buddha, Bodhisattva or monster in the West.

He would not allow the mortals under his nose to practice.

However, the Westerners have been away from the East for too long, and their blood has regressed.

The mortals here are much weaker than the mortals in the east.

If the monster doesn't make a move.

With one hand, Xuanzang could press and rub the entire Zhenhai Buddhist Monk Hua on the ground.

Zhu Zizhen spread his hands.

"No, I mean it."

"Next time, I will meet this kind of monk Hua who does not abide by the rules."

"Catch it and confiscate the crime tools first."

"Then cramp, bone chop, bone knock."

"Finally, he will be hacked into pieces and executed Ling Chi."

"It's too cheap to kill him directly."

Xuanzang's eyes lit up.

"Wu Neng, you are right, it makes sense."

"As a teacher and a monk, I have always been willing to listen to suggestions."

"That's settled then."

Say it.

He just turned his head and looked at the presiding officer of Zhenhai Chanlin Temple.

"Host, what did you say about the disciples of the poor monk?"

"Huh? Host, why do you look a little ugly?"

When the abbot of Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai heard Xuanzang say that all the ashes were thrown away, his expression began to change.

Waiting for Xuanzang to smash the bluestone slabs within a hundred meters into powder with a Zen stick.

His face was already green.

Then it was time for Zhu Zizhen to talk about cramping and skinning.

He almost passed out directly.

At this time Xuanzang opened his mouth.

He wished he could kneel down directly.

"No, it's nothing. The poor monk just wanted to ask the elders for their dharma names."

"Color? The complexion is nothing. The poor monk is so young that his body is weak."

"If I hadn't worshiped the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp and received the guidance of Buddhism, how could I have lived to this day."

"A slight change in complexion is normal, normal."

The host of Zhenlin Temple in Zhenhai dare not have any wrong thoughts now.

I just want to follow Mrs. Diyong's arrangement honestly.

Just leave Xuanzang and his party behind.

"Come on, serve tea to the holy monks and elders, good tea."

After the monks below went to entertain Xuanzang and his party.

The host of Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai found an excuse to leave.

He had to go back and change his underwear.

After all, if you don't change your underwear after scaring the urine.

Still quite uncomfortable.

As soon as I got back to the meditation room, I saw Mrs. Diyong became a monk in the room.

"Hmph, are you scared now? My wife really thinks you're lecherous."

Mrs. Diyong looked at Zhenhai Chanlin Temple's presiding officer with a half-smile.

The abbot of Zhenlin Temple in Zhenhai had a mournful face.

"Ma'am, that monk is not a good person."

"I, I can't handle it."

Mrs. Diyong took out something.

"Who told you to do it head-on?"

"This is Immortal Drunk, the most top-notch drug, even immortals will fall for it after taking it."

"You go and drug them."

"After it's done, those two girls will reward you."

The abbot of Zhenhai Chanlin Temple's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Mrs. Di Chung smiled.

"Whether it's true or not depends on whether you dare to fight."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, those two women are not only virgins, but also immortals."

"As long as you get them, you can also enter Buddhism and become a Buddha and Bodhisattva."

"I will have as many women as I want in the future."

The abbot of Zhenhai Chanlin Temple couldn't help breathing heavily, and tightly held the drug in his hand.

Obsessed with color.

He decided to fight.

The host of Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai decided not to change his underwear.

The real flower monk, what kind of underwear should I change.

Mrs. Diyong looked at the departing host of Zhenhai Chanlin Temple and laughed contemptuously.

"You fool, you go."

"If you fail, you deserve to die."

"If you succeed, a few of them will fight back and kill you all."

"As for Mrs. Ben, you just need to enjoy her achievements."