The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"Elder! Elder? Why are you here alone?" Yangliu Guanyin transformed into a woman and came over with a basket.

Bai Jin, who was drowsy under the scorching sun, slightly raised his eyelids.

"think."

This word was concise and concise, and Yangliu Guanyin, who was choked for a moment, was confused.

She always felt that it shouldn't be like this, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Go away, don't block my sun." She waved her hand and said impatiently to the woman in front of her.

"You..." Yangliu Guanyin breathed rapidly, but it was a pity that it was a basin, otherwise the ups and downs would have been extremely beautiful.

Since she became a Buddha, whoever has been disrespectful is now being humiliated here. She never thought that Jin Chanzi would be reincarnated and be such a rude person!

She squeezed the basket under her hand, wanting to smash it on the head of this rude person, but then she remembered the importance of the journey to the west, and her anger instantly subsided.

"Are you an eminent monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?" She decided to attack directly. As long as she handed over the tight hoop in her hand, the task would be completed.

"Yeah." Bai Jin took a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and responded casually.

"I heard that you have a disciple who refuses to obey discipline. I have a treasure here. If you are willing, I am willing to give it to you to help you." Yangliu Guanyin took out the tight hoop and was about to hand it to Bo Jin.

Unexpectedly, the monk in front of him didn't even raise his eyelids, "Rumors only stop at the wise, and the poor monk has no disciples."

Yangliu Guanyin:? ? ? ? Why didn't you follow the script? ? ?

Field Service! Get this bald donkey out of here! !

"You..." Yangliu Guanyin could no longer hold back her temper and instantly transformed from a woman into a prototype.

Her white clothes were fluttering, and if she could ignore the eagerness in her eyes, she would look like a holy person.

Now that she had transformed into a prototype, she rose to the sky and looked down at Bo Jin who was lazing on the stone platform.

Ten seconds passed...

Yangliu Guanyin: ...Are you scared? I am Guanyin Master.

Thirty seconds passed...

Yangliu Guanyin: ...Why haven’t you paid homage to me yet?

A minute passed...

The people on the stone platform remained motionless, but Yangliu Guanyin high in the sky was a little anxious.

Yangliu Guanyin:......

Five minutes have passed...

Yangliu Guanyin finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Why don't you say something?"

"speak English."

Yangliu Guanyin: .... No culture!

"Why don't you speak?" Yangliu Guanyin and Zhe (bit) Ai (teeth) repeated.

"Sleepy."

Another word made her choke and didn't know what to say.

"Tang Monk! The Lord Buddha asked me to hand over this tight hoop to you. You can put it on Sun Wukong, and I will teach you the spell.

It can ensure that you have no worries on your journey westward. "She didn't want to talk to the person in front of her anymore, so she just let him do whatever he wanted as long as it didn't delay her westward journey plan.

"Oh, just leave it alone." She turned around without raising her eyelids.

Yangliu Guanyin:......

I have a dirty saying, I don’t know whether to say it or not!

md!

"What are you still standing for? I know this."

Yangliu Guanyin:......

"We have traveled thousands of miles here. I heard that your white horse was eaten by the white dragon in the mountain stream. I can make the white dragon turn into a horse and carry you to the west. Are you willing?"

Scream! Pray!

Without this master, you will have to rely on Route 11!

Hahaha!

"No, since it ate my horse, just keep the dragon tendons." Bo Jin took out a fan from nowhere and fanned it with a roar.

Yangliu Guanyin:...mmp!

"Amitabha, Tang Monk, when did you become so naughty?

How can you get the true scripture with your appearance? "She looked at Bo Jin with an expression of hatred that steel could not be transformed into steel.

Bo Jin shook the fan in his hand and said nonchalantly: "The poor monk didn't want to go in the first place."

Yangliu Guanyin:......Buddha? Field Service? ? What's going on with Tang Monk? ? ? ?

"Tang Monk! You are the second disciple of Lord Buddha, Jin Chanzi.

How can you choose to give up halfway! "A flash of panic flashed in Master Guanyin's eyes.

“No, no, no, it’s too dangerous, it’s too dangerous!

I had just left the border, and I was either a tiger or a dragon, or a thief.

Don't wait until the poor monk is eaten before he can get the scripture. Monk, I really don't feel safe! "

She wanted to see how much the West valued Journey to the West!

Yangliu Guanyin:......

"Your great disciple Sun Wukong can protect you!"

"Amitabha, this poor monk never thought that Master Guanyin would be happy with someone who gets something for nothing!

Wukong has great abilities, that's his business.

Poor monk is delicate and frail, alas!

The poor monk just wants to be useful for himself, instead of just relying on others...

Otherwise, you can let Wukong study alone. The poor monk is willing to wait for him here.

Since he is the disciple of a poor monk, he should be willing to learn scriptures on his behalf. "

Yangliu Guanyin: ...I beg you to dance word by word!

"No! Only if you go in person can you get the scripture back!" Yangliu Guanyin couldn't even laugh, but for the sake of the merit points she was about to receive, she had to endure it.

"Oh, the poor monk's legs hurt and he can't walk."

“…”

"I'll give you a horse!"

"The poor monk dislikes the bumps."

"..."

"I promise not to be upset!"

"The poor monk is fragile and timid."

"..."

"I...I..." Gan!

Yangliu Guanyin really couldn't talk anymore, so she called the third prince of Xihai over and threw him directly in front of Bo Jin.

"This is your master, just take him to the West!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and drove away in the mist, as fast as if she was chasing several wolves behind her. She had completely forgotten what Tathagata had said.

The third prince who was left behind looked at each other with this evil-looking monk.

Somehow, as proud as he was, he didn't dare to say anything at this moment.

After a while, it was Bo Jin who spoke first.

"Are you going to replace Xiaobai?"

"Yes!" Nao Lie lowered his head, God knows how panicked he was now.

Why are the memories in this life different from those in the previous life? ? ?

By the way, where did Brother Monkey go?

I won't quarrel with Master again...

Damn it, I finally got reborn, but in the end I still couldn’t avoid the old witch Guan Shiyin!

Gou Xitian! I am a dragon, a mythical beast! ! Do you know what a mythical beast is? ? ?

You idiot, you planned on me to burn the Pearl, and you acted like a fucking savior, forcing me to be someone else's pawn.

Forget it, keep the green hills and don’t worry about running out of firewood!

I have no brains, I fell into a trap, I admit it!

Isn’t that just being a horse? It’s not like being a horse for the rest of your life.

Maybe tell me, what is the Eight Heavenly Dragons? ? ?

I live in the sea! ! !

What does it have to do with Ta Ma Tian? ? ?

If it weren't for your plotting, I would be a free little white dragon!

That's good. After decades of hard work, I was able to become a messy Bodhisattva and become someone else's subordinate.

Gan!

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