Who is not a monk

"..."

Little Master Xuanzhen choked, as if stabbed by this great existence, and held back for a long time before saying: "I can't find it..."

"I think you're pretty handsome, too."

"Pindao is a member of the Taoist sect. Although it is said that people in the sect can fall in love and marry, there are very few people who get married. Most of them devote themselves to practicing and remain single until they grow old, so that the world has prejudice against us Taoist sect...Pindao usually I had no choice but to pretend to be uninterested in female sex."

"I see."

Behind the body of Shenlong——

Zhang Yogurt tried her best to suppress a smile, and looked at Chen Shu and Ning Qing.

The group leader remained silent, and also looked at the two men, feeling a little surprised that this little Taoist priest was pregnant, and he couldn't tell it at all on weekdays.

Chen Shu covered his mouth with his hands, as if there was something dirty on his mouth, and wiped it back and forth, so as to hold back his smile.

"The third."

"The third……"

Little Master Xuanzhen frowned and looked outside the door.

The guardian technique of the door god told him that someone was approaching.

Just when he was at a loss, Shenlong seemed to see through his thoughts, and his voice was majestic and vicissitudes: "If you haven't figured it out yet, you can hide behind me, and come out and let me know when you have figured it out."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The little Taoist quickly walked behind Shenlong.

In the next second——

"?"

The little Taoist was stunned, and looked at the four in disbelief: "Qing Cai, Zhao Yeqing, group leader, grandma... you..."

"Hush! Come on!"

Zhang Yogurt waved at him.

Chen Shu also waved at him.

Zhao Yeqing sat on the ground with a calm expression.

The group leader squatted on the ground without any image, glanced at him, and silently moved to the side to make room for him.

The little Taoist remained silent.

The number of people hiding behind Shenlong became five.

……

Master Tongdeng's operations were the same as those of the previous ones, but he frowned tightly, as if he had something on his mind.At the same time, it is too dishonorable to be so sneaky. Buddhists pay attention to calmness and a clear heart, which should not be the case.

But he still came.

"Amitabha……"

Master Tongdeng put his palms together to Shenlong, bowed deeply, and made a big salute: "I have seen the venerable."

"Are you a descendant of the Buddha?"

"The younger generation is... Your lord knew the Buddha back then?"

"certainly……"

The wishing dragon showed a complex and emotional expression, as if it was a supreme existence in ancient times, which instantly dispelled the same doubts in Master Tongdeng's heart as Little Master Xuanzhen.

"Tell me your wish?"

"To be honest, this junior has a demon recently."

"What demon?"

"This has to start with a group that the juniors joined..."

"Long story short."

"Ok."

Master Tongdeng respectfully bowed his head and said: "In that group, there is a group of friends who are very good at cooking and always post pictures of dishes in the group. There are also a few group friends who always brag about his cooking skills. I think there is something. After a long time, the little monk gradually became interested in the few meat dishes in their mouths, and gradually began to think about whether the precept of not eating meat set by the holy ancestor and the Buddha was meaningful. Until now, the little monk has given birth to The demon..."

"Simpler."

"My little monk wants to taste meat in his dreams recently, which has already affected his state of mind..."

"Say a wish."

"I don't really want to eat meat, but I just want my senior to tell me what meat really tastes like... especially the taro chicken made by the benefactor who came with the little monk, and the benefactor Meng Chunqiu and Xuanzhen. The boiled pork slices in the mouth of the younger brother, as well as fat intestines, tofu brains, ginger fried duck, mutton soup, etc..."

Behind Shenlong, the five looked at each other.

The group leader looked at Chen Shu, as if he was the one who started it.

Chen Shu is very innocent, he is just a cook, is it wrong for cooks to cook?

After a moment of thought, he pointed to a piece of yogurt.

Zhang Yogurt:? ?

Turning around and pointing at little master Xuanzhen.

Little Master Xuanzhen was silent, still immersed in her desire to "look for a girlfriend", "I can't find it", and "pretend not to be interested in women". Brother Deng's wish.

"the second."

"My little monk has only one wish."

"there is none left?"

"If there are any more, please ask the venerable to let the little monk and others find the benefactor of Qingcai and the benefactor of Zhaoyeqing as soon as possible."

"Get behind me."

"What does that mean?"

"Come……"

"My little monk believes in His Holiness."

Master Tongdeng was silent for a moment, then walked slowly, walking behind the dark dragon.

In an instant, five pairs of eyes looked at him eagerly.

"..."

Master Tongdeng was silent, showing a complicated expression, which was almost similar to the expression pack of Yingjie Bodhisattva. For a while, he felt unable to say anything, and finally had to fold his hands together, look up at the sky, and recite the Buddha's name for a long time:

"Amitabha, what a sin..."

"Master Tongdeng doesn't have to be like this. If you really want to eat meat, I'll make you a separate one next time." Chen Shu raised his head and blinked his eyes.

"..."

"But there is one thing to say, the taro chicken is always the god!" Zhang Yogurt also said, "Next time I will scoop up rice for you, and hide a piece at the bottom of your bowl, so you can eat it secretly."

"..."

"Brother Tongdeng, oh..."

"..."

"Master of the same lamp..."

"..."

Master Tongdeng was silent for a long time, and asked, "What wish did you make again?"

Zhang Yogurt, the group leader, and little master Xuanzhen looked at each other, and each of them closed their mouths, as if unable to speak.

I saw Chen Shu take a step forward:

"them……"

As soon as two words appeared, Zhang Yogurt held down his left hand, and the group leader held down his right hand. Little Master Xuanzhen quickly took out a talisman, and with a bang, slapped Chen Shu's throat superior.

Master Tongdeng looked at the three of them, then at Chen Shu, stopped asking, and said instead, "Let's guess whether Lord Luo will come."

"Cough cough..."

"I guess not!"

"That poor man guesses!"

"Someone is coming outside." Master Tongdeng said indifferently, "The little monk's arrangement has already responded."

"Oh! Let's hide!"

"Cough cough..."

The group leader coughed twice again: "It's not necessary! It's immoral to do so, let's go out..."

"Group leader, did you say that when you eavesdropped on Pindao?"

"Amitabha, don't talk, just hide."

The group leader wanted to say something, but several people had already forcibly pulled him behind Shenlong's body, and pasted a talisman on him.The group leader was helpless, and didn't want to use brute force to break it, so he had to be quiet.

……

Wu Aiwei is dressed in tight black clothes, outlining a tall and perfect figure, with long legs, and a delicate and small face, but wearing a sci-fi mask, which covers the whole face very snugly.

"Wishing Dragon?"

"You can make three wishes, and what you say in this room will not be heard by people outside."

"First, within the next year, my cultivation must be able to catch up with Zhang Yogurt."

Wu Aiwei's words are very straightforward, without delay.

The people behind Shenlong looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhang Yogurt twitched the corners of her mouth and shook her head again and again, as if saying, this is a fool's dream.

"Catch up? Isn't it defeated?"

"As long as my cultivation is the same as hers, I am naturally confident that I can defeat her."

Several people behind Shenlong looked at Zhang Yogurt again, and even Ning Qing silently glanced at Zhang Yogurt.

Zhang Yogurt opened the corners of her mouth even further, showing disdain on her face. It seemed that she was only trying to eavesdrop, so she didn't attack, otherwise, she might have gone out with the Excalibur and beat her up.

"Good, second."

"the second……"

"hurry up."

"Will you keep it a secret from me?"

"nature."

"I want Meng Haoran to obey me!"

A swipe.

The people behind Shenlong all shifted their gazes to the group leader who was squatting on the ground.

The group leader avoided their eyes with a complicated expression.

At the same time, he secretly tapped the floor with his hand...

"Tsk tsk..."

Chen Shu was dumbfounded in his heart.

I can't tell that the Moon Night Heroine is so strong, she wants to control the royal family...

"The third."

"I want……"

Halfway through Wu Aiwei's speech, the light in the eyes of the mask suddenly lit up, and he grasped the hilt of the sword with his hand, swiped it, and turned his head to stare at the back of Shenlong:

"Who is there?"

The people behind Shenlong look at me and look at you.