Great sage? !I crossed? !

When walking back to the guest room, Bajie secretly followed Daoji and asked in a low voice,

"The one just now is so powerful! How did you do it?"

Daoji glanced at him, "Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a lonely legend~~~"

After speaking, he shook his fan and walked away.

"Cut! If you don't say it, don't say it! What a shame!" Bajie waved his hand, turned his head and walked away.

As soon as Daoji stepped up, he suddenly saw the clothes on his body. He paused for a moment, turned around, and returned to his original clothes. He was holding Wukong's coat impressively.

Return this clothes to the dead monkey... Just as he turned around, he saw Tang Seng standing behind him, looking at him seriously.

"Master, do you have something to say to the monk?" Dao Ji was not surprised that Tang Seng would come to him, and looked back calmly.

Tang Seng nodded and walked away.

Daoji smiled wryly, and followed Tang Seng to the edge of a pond before stopping.

Tang Seng turned his head and looked at Daoji, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Daoji didn't urge him, he just waved his fan and looked at his reflection in the pond.

"Holy Monk..." Tang Seng summoned up the courage to speak, but was interrupted by Daoji.

"Don't call me a holy monk or a holy monk, I'm under a lot of pressure!" Daoji turned his head and smiled at Tang Seng, "You can just call me Daoji! Or you can be crazy! Hehe!"

"My lord." Tang Seng didn't laugh, and didn't call him Daoji, but still said seriously, "Does your lord know what the five precepts of Buddhism are?"

Ever since Daoji heard Tang Seng call him "Verun", the heartless smile on his face gradually became bitter, "First, don't kill, second, don't steal, third, don't commit adultery, fourth, don't tell lies, and fifth, don't drink alcohol." Monk, I have always cultivated my body but not my speech, so I am afraid that this wine monk will not be able to get rid of it."

Tang Seng shook his head, "I'm afraid your lord has violated the third precept!"

Daoji didn't speak, but his expression gradually became sad, "Master, you are worrying too much! Daoji knows his identity very well, and he will definitely not pass the thunder."

Tang Seng paused, "So... very good! I hope His Holiness will remember what he said today, and don't even break the fourth precept..." After finishing speaking, he left.

Daoji turned his head to look at his own reflection on the pond, and couldn't even maintain a wry smile.

Be warned!Thinking about it is also true, he has a great cause of learning scriptures, how can I not become a Buddha because of a monk, wouldn't that be harmful to others and myself?

Daoji shook his head, then returned to his usual cynical look,

"Do I look like a strange animal? What's so interesting?"

The water wavered and then calmed down again.

"It's such a mess these days! Can lizards and bears be good friends?" Daoji said with a tangled expression as he looked at the two game animals fleeing.

Daoji looked around the Guanyin Temple for a week, and said with a smile: It seems that this Guanyin Temple is not as solemn and splendid as it looks...

In the dead of night, Tang Seng, his master and his disciples were chatting in the room.

"That Golden Pond Sage Monk is too outrageous!" Wukong felt wrong after thinking about it, and jumped off the table.

"Wukong, what do you mean by that?"

"Master!" Wukong calmed down and walked towards Tang Seng. "Just now when I watched the golden pond saint monk go to kill the bear spirit, he didn't even touch it! That black bear just fell down like that! Do you think it's strange?"

"The Golden Pond Sage is an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao. How can he like to dance with his hands and feet like you? You should ask him more about Buddhist principles!" Tang Seng Chunchun taught.

"That's right, senior brother, what the master said is right! Maybe that golden pond holy monk..." Before Drifting could finish speaking, Wukong interrupted him with a raised hand.

"Don't make noise!" Wukong rushed to the door with a look of wariness, and sniffed vigorously, "There is a monster!"

"Ah? Is there a demonic aura? Where is it?" Bajie suddenly woke up, picked up the rake and rushed over...

Hiding behind Tang Seng...

Wukong glanced at Bajie, "Let's go!"

"Forget him running fast!" Wukong put the golden cudgel back into his ears, picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it, as if thinking of something.

I seem to have smelled the evil spirit just now... That's right!The female goblin who fell with the stinky monk back then had this smell!What is she doing here?Is it for the master's meat, or for the smelly monk?

Wukong suddenly became irritable, raised his head and put the teacup to his mouth, but no tea flowed down.

It's an empty teacup... Did you even forget to pour the water?

"Wukong! What have you been thinking about recently? Why are you always absent-minded?" Tang Seng frowned and asked with a feeling in his heart.

Wukong waved his hand irritably, said "nothing!" and went out.

Wukong didn't know what was wrong with him, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to walk aimlessly, who knew that he came to the pond by such a coincidence, but Daoji hadn't left yet.

"Smelly monk." Wukong looked at Daoji's back and murmured, the voice was so gentle that even he couldn't believe it.

Daoji's body froze, and he turned around slowly, with a look that Wukong couldn't understand.

"Great Holy Father... such a coincidence?"

"You...what did you call me just now?" Dashengye...these three words, which have been said countless times by others, jumped out of Daoji's mouth, which actually gave him a strange feeling.

Daoji smiled.Playful as always, "Great Holy Father! Isn't that what everyone calls you?"

Wukong is silent, what should he call him?Dead monkey?wrong!It should be called the Great Holy Lord, but why is he feeling so uncomfortable?

Daoji turned around and turned his back to Wukong, "Monk, I helped you fight off the arm-armed ape, the Great Holy Lord can't let the monk contribute in vain, right?"

Wukong stared at Daoji with wide eyes, "You want to negotiate terms with me!" Then he paused, "You are an arhat subduing the dragon, isn't it what an arhat should do to help people solve difficulties?"

Daoji's back froze, and many people emphasized his identity today.

"Maybe it's what I should do as a monk to help you fight off the gibbon monkeys, so what if I help you protect Tang Seng?"

"Protect Master?"

"When you went out to look for food today, the lizard spirit came, but your juniors didn't know it. Unless you guard Tang Seng closely, he will be caught by the spirit sooner or later!"

"So what? I can rescue Master again!" Wukong felt that Daoji looked down on him, and said very unhappy.

Daoji shook his head, "Before those monsters were afraid of your title of Monkey King, so they caught Tang Seng but dared not eat it. But don't forget, you killed the arm-armed ape and offended the Queen of Ten Thousand Monsters, she will not eat it." I'm afraid that you won't dare to eat Tang Priest's meat. Even if she doesn't eat it, as long as he catches Tang Priest and stays in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom for a few hours, I'm afraid there will be one more goblin in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom!"

Wukong looked at Daoji deeply, he was right, no matter how powerful he is, Monkey King, he could not protect Tang Seng safely to Daleiyin Temple under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of goblins in Wanyao Kingdom and the Wanyao Queen. It is indeed much safer to be protected by the smelly monk, so Shen Shen said:

"What are your conditions?"

"Don't say the conditions are so ugly!" Daoji smiled again, but his eyes became more and more lonely, "This is just a monk and the Great Sage going on the road together, just like new tires installed on a car, it always needs to be adjusted! "

"Run in?"

"I also ask the great saint to make an agreement with the monk and me, so that the monk and I can better protect the holy monk."

"Okay! Say it!" Wukong swallowed with some difficulty, unwilling to look at him.

"First, the Great Sage is busy with your affairs, and I have my own plans as a monk, so please don't overdo my work!" Daoji said with a smile, but his eyes drooped to look at his own reflection.

"Intervene... in your business... Do you think that everything I did before... is meddling...?" Wukong suddenly didn't want to continue, and it was the first time Monkey King wanted to escape from this place. place, but his legs were firmly fixed on the ground as if being held down by someone.

Daoji paused for a long time, and finally said, "Yes!"

Seeing Wukong's shadow swaying slightly, Daoji closed his eyes, "Can the Great Holy Lord agree to this Chapter 1?"

Wukong raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red with anger, "Okay! I won't take care of your business anymore! Even if you die in front of my eyes, I will die without saving you, okay!"

Daoji leaned lightly on the railing, trying not to let himself fall down, still stubbornly trying to smile, but it was worse than crying, "It's so...very good..."

Daoji turned around, and the faint words sounded again, "Second, the destination of the monk is not in this place. If one day the monk disappears, I hope the Great Holy Lord will not come to me!"

"Where are you going?" Wukong asked subconsciously, but as soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to bite off his tongue in regret, and pretended to be cold and said, "I don't care where you go! Anyway, you are just an insignificant person!"

This sentence, if you want to convince Daoji, you must convince yourself.

Daoji smiled bitterly, is it insignificant?Not bad!That's how it should be, that's how it should be.

Daoji was thinking like this, but what Wukong said to him at the back of Huaguo Mountain appeared in his mind.

you are not!You are not insignificant!You...you are...very...very important to me...

Daoji grabbed the railing suddenly, clenched his teeth, and forced the words back into the deepest corner.

"Third...hehe...The monk also thinks this matter is unlikely, but just in case, it's better to mention it."

"what?"

"Daoji is crazy and unruly, and there is a priesthood in the sky. I also hope that the great sage can abide by the five precepts of Buddhism. Don't have other...other feelings for me as a monk." Daoji said word by word, with a knife Word by word was engraved on Wukong's heart, and it was also engraved on his own heart.

Wukong stared at Daoji's back in disbelief, his scorching gaze seemed to pierce two holes in his body!

Hehe, thinking about how proud he is, Sun Wukong, Monkey King, but being played around by such a stinky monk, it's really... shameful!

"Hehehe...hahaha...Smelly monk, you are too conceited! What do you think I can admire in you?" Choking buried in this lonely laughter. "Buddhist five precepts, you should understand better than me, right? Subduing... dragon... venerable..." The last four words were gnashing teeth, as if wanting to bite the opponent's flesh...

Daoji took a deep breath, turned around, his face was already calm, "Then please give me three high-fives with the monk, as a pledge!"

Seeing Daoji's raised palm, Wukong took a step back, but then said coldly,

"You don't believe me? I, Monkey King, always keep my word, and I will naturally do what I promise you. Why do you need high-five!"

"Monk, it's not that I don't believe in the Great Sage, but I don't believe in the monk himself..." Daoji stepped forward and said calmly.

Wukong glanced at him in surprise, what is this?Is it not enough to promise?Why did he still say this to test his patience? "Hit and hit! You think I'm afraid of you!"

"If you break this oath, you will be struck by lightning!"

Looking at Daoji's smile, my heart hurts even more. Do you want to do that?good!good!good!

"Snapped!"

This sound broke the spring water in the pond.

"Snapped!"

This sound shook the clouds in the sky.

Wukong looked at the red palm, his mind was dead silent, and he unknowingly added mana and hit it hard.

"Snapped!"

This sound made Daoji vomit blood and fell to the ground, which also broke his heart.

Seeing that he accidentally hurt Daoji, Wukong wanted to help him up, but thinking about the three chapters of the agreement just now, he straightened up again, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Daoji looked at the back of Wukong leaving, and smiled, a sad smile...

You are a born stone monkey, so how can you be afraid of thunder strikes from the sky, even the thunderbolt in the sky is your friend!

Daoji Yungong healed his wounds, dead monkey, how would you know that the three chapters of the agreement, and the lightning strike today are actually just for me...

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