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Chapter 2037 Do you feel my love for you?

Green lanterns, futons, wooden fish... a bald monk.

And he was a very handsome white-robed monk.

Other than that, there is nothing inside the house... This wooden house is like a box made of wooden strips.

"Wukong, you are here..."

Hearing the white-robed monk's words, Little Brother Sheng was startled for a moment, then frowned, and then strode directly into the wooden house.

He sat cross-legged in front of this handsome monk and looked around.

"Wukong, is there something on my face that keeps you staring at it?" The white-robed monk said with a smile at this time.

"Here... only you?" Sun Xiaosheng frowned.

"It should be." The monk nodded and said, "Since I came to this place, I have been the only one."

Sun Xiaosheng frowned again, then nodded immediately, "All right, follow me, I will take you out of this place."

"Where is this going? I think it's nice here, quiet." The monk shook his head, then smiled again: "It's the same everywhere, as long as you have a Buddha in your heart."

Little Brother Sheng didn't want to talk nonsense, so he grabbed the monk's robe with a wave of his hand, and lifted the monk up... But he didn't expect that the monk just lifted it up, and the monk couldn't stand up, and suddenly fell down again down.

"You?" Sun Xiaosheng was startled...why is this monk so weak?
Passing through the first five floors, each time gave Sun Xiaosheng a feeling of great horror. Each floor was designated to lock up some once earth-shattering monsters, but the sixth floor...

"The legs are numb." The monk said embarrassingly at this time: "It's been sitting for too long. Wukong, don't worry, wait for me to push the blood."

Come on, the monk in white actually stretched out his hand to push and hold his leg, and beat it lightly.

Sun Xiaosheng had a strange look on his face, "You bastard...how long have you been sitting?"

"How long..." The monk in white suddenly fell into deep thought, and after a while he said, "Wukong, what year is it now, did the emperor still have the surname Li?"

Sun Xiaosheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped away as if he was shocked by electricity. He stared at the monk in white with a look of vigilance on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Wukong, what's the matter with you?" The monk in white looked puzzled, and suddenly realized: "Understood, Wukong, you are naughty again, you want to play a role-playing game with Wei, right?"

As he said that, the monk in white turned his face straight, and suddenly there was some ethereal aura from his body, as if he was a fairy, "The poor monk is Lingtai square inch mountain, the slanting moon Samsung cave, the patriarch's gate is overwhelming, and the little bald head is also , I don’t know brother Gao’s name?”

Little Brother Sheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Amitabha." The white-robed monk stood up slowly, staggering probably because of the real leg numbness.

He walked straight in front of little brother Sheng, who instinctively retreated again and again, and immediately touched the door panel, and there was no way to retreat.

"Brother, did you come here for this thing?" The white-robed monk searched for the white cassock on his body at this time, and after a long while, he took out a golden headband that shone like gold, which was not ordinary at first glance.

Sun Xiaosheng opened his mouth subconsciously.

The white-robed monk slowly raised the gleaming golden headband in his hand, "Brother, I want to remind you that after wearing this golden headband, you are no longer a mortal, and you can't do anything about love in this world again." Don't touch it a little bit, otherwise the golden hoop will become tighter and tighter, causing unspeakable suffering."

"It's your grandma's...what's the way? Huh?" Brother Xiaosheng opened his mouth.

But the white-robed monk suddenly stood on tiptoe, slapped Little Shengge on the head, and said with feigned anger: "Okay, Wukong, I'll just play games with you as a teacher! How do teachers usually teach?" You guys, don't speak foul language!"

"You monk..." The little holy brother gritted his teeth, and the hostility flashed in his eyes, but he sneered, and punched out silently.

No real dragon from China has ever knocked on his head!

"Wukong, you are naughty again. Although I love you as a teacher, I still have to teach you a lesson."

boom--!
As if the world was spinning, little brother Sheng felt that the world was instantly turned upside down in his eyes, and then he slammed into the wooden floor...but he was thrown directly over his shoulder by the white-robed monk, and fell hard on the floor .

This fall made little brother Sheng feel like his bones were about to crack, and his soul couldn't help shaking... However, the dilapidated wooden floor did not suffer any damage from the impact. Although it was dilapidated, it was still spotless.

"My heart hurts for my teacher!"

The white-robed monk let out a mournful cry, and punched him in the belly. Brother Sheng felt as if his eyeballs were about to pop out in an instant, and his internal organs seemed to be twitching!
"My heart hurts so much!"

Belly fisting!
"My heart really hurts!"

Belly fisting!
"My heart really, really hurts!"

Belly fisting! !

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
Brother Sheng collapsed powerlessly on the wooden floor... What kind of experience is this?

It's probably like being punched to the legendary gate of hell, then pulled out, punched in again, and back and forth several times.

"My heart hurts—!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Looking at the raised fist, Little Brother Sheng's soul suddenly trembled. Although he was vomiting foam, he didn't care about anything, and yelled twice at the top of his throat.

The fist swung down, and finally hovered over Little Sheng's forehead...by an inch.

Brother Little Sheng only felt his scalp go numb. If this punch really hit his forehead, his whole head would explode into a paste... Little Brother Sheng couldn't help but subconsciously groaned his throat.

The white-robed monk nodded at this moment, let go of his fist, and turned it into a palm, stroking Little Shengge's head, and said earnestly: "I hit you because I really love you. Wukong, Among the few disciples, the second child has a sweet mouth and knows the heart of being a teacher the most, and he has to be happy for the teacher. Therefore, the teacher was the most willing to let the second child eat more during the journey. The third child can't speak, I will only do things silently, bear the burden of hard work, born a black slave, so as a teacher, I can only reluctantly let the third child do it. But as a teacher, I still love you the most. Look at the old days On the way, apart from fighting monsters, you don’t have to worry about anything, how comfortable is it? Don’t you think so?”

Little Brother Sheng only felt that the palms holding his head were getting stronger and stronger, as if he would crush his head at any moment, so he nodded with a pale face.

"Do you feel my love for you? Goku! Do you feel it!"

"Feel!"

"Amitabha!"

The white-robed monk finally let go of his palm, showing his brilliant white teeth, and even helped the little brother Sheng up.

Brother Xiaosheng touched his chest, only felt a mouthful of blood accumulated in his body, his huge demonic power was almost knocked out of his body, as if he was going to be beaten back to his original shape... He couldn't help being terrified.

Although the white-robed monk seemed to have a handsome skin, his body didn't fluctuate at all... But he didn't expect that fist to be so terrifying.

What is the origin of the white-robed monk who lives on the sixth floor of the Immortal Town Pagoda? Could it be that it was really mentioned in the myth...

"By the way, Wukong, you haven't told me yet, what year is it now, is the emperor outside still my elder brother?" the white-robed monk suddenly asked.

Little Brother Sheng trembled in his heart, hesitated a few times, and then asked cautiously: "Dare to ask... dare to ask the name of the elder?"

"Wukong, are you being naughty again?" The white-robed monk shook his head, and seeing his fist raised again, he blew his eyebrows and stared and said, "I am a beautiful girl who is popular among thousands of monster races on the westward journey, and the three-burial mage who is known as Yudigege by everyone in the world. what!"

Sun Xiaosheng felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his brain exploded in an instant, his face turned pale, and he muttered to himself: "You are Master Sanzang? Impossible, impossible... Westward Journey is just a fabricated story, impossible, impossible... ..."

Sun Xiaosheng is a stone monkey that exploded from a spirit stone in the mountain. He absorbed the sun and moon in the mountain by himself, and finally condensed into a monster body.

In the beginning, a big monster like him was actually inferior to the big bosses of the Four Spirit Races in the sky, but Sun Xiaosheng was born to be warlike and had extraordinary fighting power, so he broke through some monsters on the monster clan territory. In terms of reputation, if you really want to fight madly, even the big boss of the four spirits in the sky can only avoid his edge.

He wasn't originally called Sun Xiaosheng, but his background was very similar to that of someone traveling west in the fairy tale, so he simply used this as a background, changed the name of Sun Xiaosheng himself, and let people call him Brother Xiaosheng, in order to Spread the word.

After Mount Tai's spiritual energy erupted, Sun Xiaosheng returned to the deep mountain he had obtained, and also experienced a lot of opportunities, his strength greatly increased, and he entered the realm of the demon king.

He originally wanted to rush all the way to the level of the Great Demon King before he came out to be a demon, but he suddenly received a message from Su Zijun, so he left the mountain, and later came to the sixth floor of the Immortal Town Pagoda in Xuanyuan Palace .

Su Zijun, let yourself take out this monk who doesn't know where to go... What's the purpose?
This monk claimed to be Master Tripitaka, but Sun Xiaosheng knew that there is no Buddhism in this world.

……

……

It's not that there is no Buddha way in this world, it's just that there is no Buddha... It's not true, there are many Buddhas passed down on Yintu, but that's another myth.

China does not.

There is no one who cultivates Buddhism. Since ancient times, there have only been Taoism.

Buddhism is in the world, just ordinary monks and ancient temples.

I saw that Sun Xiaosheng's brain was confused at this time, squatting on the ground, one was being beaten by the white-robed monk's fist and doubted his life, and the other was because the information revealed by the white-robed monk's words was impacting Sun Xiaosheng's recognition of the Shenzhou mythology. Know.

The white-robed monk blinked his eyes at this moment, looked at his fist, and muttered, "Could it be that my teacher's love is too heavy... Wukong, how are you? Don't scare me, my teacher!"

"I...I am not the Wukong you mentioned." Suddenly, Sun Xiaosheng took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "I am not that monkey, my real name is Shi Xiaodang!"

"Shi Xiaodang?" The white-robed monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Brother Shi, hello, poor monk Xieyue Sanxingdong little bald man!"

"You..." Brother Xiaosheng let out a sigh of relief, and got up again. Although the monk's fist was heavy, it was not enough to kill him. The monster power in his body had already calmed down. The skin wounds on his body have recovered quite a bit. He looked at the white-robed monk and said, "I was entrusted this time to take you out of the Immortal Town Pagoda. Will you... go?"

This monk's fist is too hard, if he doesn't go away by himself, Sun Xiaosheng thinks he won't be able to grind him away for a while.At this time, Gongsun Wuzang and the white-shirted youth in Zhenxian Pagoda don't know how the battle is going.But Gongsun Wuzang has already called for people in the palace, and the Immortal Zhen Pagoda is probably overcrowded at this time.

Although Su Zijun gave him the key to get in, but under the state of full alert in Xuanyuan Palace, he couldn't get out with ten lives.

If the monk doesn't leave now, Brother Xiaosheng thinks that he can only leave this place first, and go back to find Su Zijun to ask him to understand before considering whether to come again.

"Brother Shi has a way to leave this place?" The white-robed monk blinked his eyes and asked.

Sun Xiaosheng directly threw out the compass in his hand, "It can take us back to the first floor of Zhenxian Pagoda, the tower gate outside has been opened, it is easy to go out, but the outside may already be full of warriors from various ministries of Xuanyuan Palace. "

"It's okay." The white-robed monk smiled and said at this time: "Master... oh, I have successfully dug a tunnel many years ago, and I guarantee that I can leave without anyone noticing."

"True... authentic?" Brother Xiaosheng's eyes widened again.

The white-robed monk tossed his cassock, and said with color on his face, "Back then I was a teacher... oh, back then I was deeply trapped in the kingdom of daughters, those great generals, big and small, came to look for me every day. The pure skill has already been discovered by the emperor of the Daughter Kingdom, and the harem is on fire!"

"You..." But looking at the fist raised suddenly by the white-robed monk at this time, Brother Xiao Sheng squeezed his lips together, and said helplessly: "Then let's go now, I'm afraid there will be problems if it is too late."

"Brother Shi, wait, I have to go get something!" The white-robed monk said quickly at this time.

As he said that, under the puzzled gaze of Little Brother Sheng, the white-robed monk suddenly ran to the place where the futon was.

I saw that the white-robed monk first stuffed the wooden fish on the ground into the cassock, then picked up the futon, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it to the back of his waist. Buckle the plank on the ground.

Little Brother Sheng opened his mouth, and took a few steps forward, only to see that the white-robed monk had already dug open the wooden floor... The wooden floor was hidden and seamless, even if it was bumped by him, there was no crack at all. I really don't know that this monk In the end is how to open.

"found it!"

I saw the white-robed monk took out a long wooden box with a length of one foot from a hidden compartment under the wooden plank, and then stuffed it into his arms with bright eyes, as if it was too precious .

"What is this?" Little Brother Sheng couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Hush!" The white-robed monk made a mysterious silence gesture at this time, and then lowered his voice and said, "Wukong, how many times have you said it, please speak softly... If people know [Moonlight Treasure Box] In Wei Shi's hands, there are dozens of times more monsters who want to catch Wei Shi! Those female monsters are okay, at most they just want to mate with Wei Shi, but those male monsters are going to stew me food!"

"Month...month what??"

Sun Xiaosheng screamed suddenly.

Moonlight box? !
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PS1: Thank you boss [Unreal Promise] for your cuteness, and pass the tea.

PS2: Ding, the cute main task is submitted.

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