bodhisattva is busy

Thirty lashes, Brother Hou didn't say a word, calmly said that it didn't hurt or itch, it was the same as if he didn't.

Zhen Yuanzi was furious, thinking that his dragon-skin seven-star whip was a magic weapon after all, it was easy to cut through mountains and waves, but today he didn't even leave a mark on a monkey, he was immediately upset.

Pointing at Tang Seng with his hand, he said coldly: "It's all to blame for Tang Seng's lax discipline and his willingness to commit crimes. Thirty lashes!"

Brother Hou's complexion changed instantly when he heard this, his smile faded away, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. is wrong again!"

He went on to say: "When I stole the fruit, my master was talking to your two Taoist boys. He didn't know it at all. Even if there was a fault in the training, I, as an apprentice, should fight for me. Then What... hit me again."

Tang Seng raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, and looked at him with complicated eyes, seeing that he was smiling and haggling with Zhen Yuanzi, as if they had a good relationship, rather than a prisoner under the control of others.

It suddenly occurred to him that his apprentice has never been afraid of anything, neither pain nor death, not afraid of being taught, let alone repentance, perhaps, there is nothing in this world that can make him afraid.

Zhen Yuanzi pretended to be tolerant and said: "Seeing that you still have some filial piety, if that's okay, I will beat you again."

That's right, it's you that Pindao wants to beat!

After finishing speaking, he signaled to Qingfeng to continue beating, to whip hard, anyway, this monkey with rough skin and thick flesh will definitely be able to stand it.

Xiao Daotong expressed his understanding, and he had no scruples about what to do, he swung a leather whip violently, Tang Seng frowned, and closed his eyes unbearably, but refused to look away.

Luo Fan finally saw something was wrong now.

In other words, Tang Seng is going to be beaten, why is Brother Monkey so excited?He also ran out several times to replace him.Look at Tang Seng again, Brother Hou was beaten, he was nervous on the side?His eyes are full of complexity, and his face is distressed.

To sum up, three words: have legs!

As the so-called practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, in order to test whether his seemingly unreliable guess is reliable, he decisively pulled Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Next time, another person will fight." He pointed at Zhu Bajie , pouted: "No, just hit that one."

The corners of Zhen Yuanzi's eyes twitched: "Which one is that? Fellow Daoist, don't forget that you are still hidden. Pindao doesn't have the ability to know who you are referring to."

Luo Fan silently withdrew his hand, he really forgot.

"...the one with the fat head and big ears."

Hearing this description, Zhen Yuanzi immediately locked onto Zhu Bajie accurately, shook his head after a long while and said, "It's not good, this person is covered in grease and water, it's better to fry it."

Do as soon as you think of it, Zhen Yuanzi is obviously a typical activist, and immediately ordered the boy to prepare things.

Under Zhen Yuanzi's training, a group of children were also very nimble. After the pot was set up, the firewood was set up, and the oil was boiled, Brother Hou's thirty lashes could barely be beaten.

After sixty lashes in a row, he was fine, he was alive and kicking, but Daoist Qingfeng, who was in charge of wielding the whip, stepped aside and gasped: he was really exhausted, as if he was being whipped on an iron plate, and his hands were all over the place. He was numb.

Fortunately, the oil was boiling at this time, so he just had time to rest for a while.

Zhen Yuanzi ordered someone to throw Zhu Bajie into the frying pan for frying. Unlike the previous two times when he wanted to beat Tang Seng, no one came out to stop him from replacing him this time.

A few little Taoist boys as thin as bamboo poles struggled to lift Zhu Bajie to the side of the oil pan. The usual distance was only a few steps, but it took three times as long to walk, so Zhu Bajie was given more time to react.

The former Canopy Marshal, who was innocently recruited, looked around anxiously, only to see the master helplessly sighing, and Brother Hou pretended not to see it, and no one could count on it.

Seeing that he had reached the edge of the frying pan and almost threw him into it, Bajie was so frightened that he called out to Brother Monkey again and again: "Master! Brother Monkey——"

This cry and that cry were mournful and shrill, startling countless passing birds.

"Bajie..." Tang Seng turned his head and couldn't bear to look any more.

Brother Hou didn't say a word, just looked at him and smiled like a gloat.

Bajie immediately changed his attitude and started cursing: "Well, you monkey grandson, don't save yourself!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Fan realized that he was basically able to confirm the correctness of his guess.

Tang Seng and Sun Wukong have an affair?

Think about a certain TV series that must be shown on holidays when I was a child...

Luo Fan was instantly embarrassed: Peat, return my innocent childhood!

It can only be said that Brother Hou's performance before and after is too different, and now even Zhen Yuanzi saw some clues, and after a second thought, he said with a sinister smile: "Come on, throw that Tang Sanzang down and blow it up too!" Fry it."

Brother Hou couldn't keep silent now, he broke the rope that bound him, and rushed to Zhen Yuanzi in two or three steps, Mao then recommended himself: "Don't bomb my master, bomb me instead."

As he said that, he turned around and jumped into the frying pan.

Luo Fan covered his face: This one is too self-conscious.

Zhen Yuanzi obviously felt the same way. The person he wanted to deal with hurriedly jumped into the frying pan with a smile on his face... This is too unfulfilling!

Facing Brother Monkey, it really means that you can only turn into flowing water if you try everything you can.

Jin Chanzi has been reincarnated so many times. In the past, his fate was always shallow and his life was as thin as paper. In this life, he unexpectedly met Monkey King.

With Brother Monkey in hand, he has everything in the world!

You can't really blow them up, and if you continue to toss like this, it will be impossible to end the game.

Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly turned his head to look for Luo Fan's figure, but Luo Fan was still hidden at this time, so he could only wink in the direction of the pillar based on his previous feeling.

Luo Fan stood beside Zhen Yuanzi speechlessly, watched him keep winking at the big pillar, and finally couldn't help knocking on him: "Fellow Daoist, do you have cramps in your eyes?"

Zhen Yuanzi was winking all the time, his eyes twitched in shock when he heard the sound, his upper and lower eyelids were kept in a strange state and couldn't be closed.

This crow's mouth!

Luo Fan saw that he turned around and didn't respond for a long time, so he leaned closer and caught a glimpse of the cramp right eye, and laughed instantly: "Pfft! Cough cough... Don't cooperate with me like this every time, fellow daoist."

Zhen Yuanzi covered his right eye with one hand, and then glared viciously at...the cloud of air beside him, not sure if he was staring in the right direction.

Glancing in the direction of the frying pan from the corner of the eye, he couldn't care less about kicking people, so he couldn't help urging: "The pig has not been cooked yet, and the monkey has swam around in the pan, Bodhisattva, you still don't come out and end!"

Luo Fan glanced sideways, and saw Zhu Bajie's legs propped against the side of the pot, refusing to leave the pot. Xiao Daotong was trying to push him into the pot. In the pot, Brother Hou happily swam back and forth, waving at him: "Bajie, come down quickly, the oil temperature is just right!"

Bajie was sweating profusely to hold on, anxiously said: "Senior brother, help me, I can't hold it... I can't hold it..."

Seeing that Zhu Bajie was about to fall into the pot, the little Taoist boys seemed to see the dawn of victory, and kept pushing him down.

At this time, a white cloud floated from the sky, and Luo Fan, who was fully equipped, automatically turned on the Bodhisattva mode, and Shi Shiran stood on it holding the jade purification bottle, with a chuckle and compassion in his eyes.

He raised his palm, and he could hardly hold on to the battle line. Most of the hem of his clothes had fallen into the oil pan, so Zhu Bajie was lifted out of thin air, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

The former Marshal Tianpeng was very grateful and said excitedly: "Bodhisattva!"

Luo Fan came down from the clouds, pointed his hand, and the ropes on Tang Seng, his master and his disciples were suddenly loosened. Tang Seng was overjoyed, stepped forward quickly, led his disciples to salute, and said, "I have seen Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Brother Hou reluctantly bowed to his master.

Luo Fan nodded calmly, and paused for two more seconds when he walked past Jin Chanzi, looking at Jin Chanzi's pious look with lowered brows, and then thinking about the white veil skirt that this guy used to wear to Guanyin Bodhisattva The schadenfreude when the uniform was handed over, one word: cool!

Turning around and continuing to train Brother Hou: "You savage monkey is all about causing trouble, and Daxian Zhenyuan even wants to give him three points. How dare you knock down his tree? Well, I'll help you again this time. But there will be no next time."

Brother Hou was wronged by all kinds of grievances: "Who knew that old Taoist priest would be such a precious broken tree, so petty!"

Zhen Yuanzi, who was accused of pettiness, silently walked behind Brother Hou, raised his foot, and kicked.

A series of actions were done in one go, which can be called chic, Brother Hou rushed to the street in an instant.

Brother Hou refused to accept it, saying that he just didn't stand firm just now, and he jumped up and wanted to fight: "You old man is stingy, if you don't let me say it, you can't!"

Seeing that the situation that had just calmed down a little bit was getting worse again, Tang Seng let out a low voice: "Wukong!"

There was a little annoyance in that tone, a little helplessness, and a little imperceptible pampering, which was more effective than the magic spell. Brother Hou immediately stopped his voice and returned to his place, obediently standing back behind him.

At the end of the episode, Luo Fan said to Zhen Yuanzi: "Immortal Zhen Yuan, please lead the way."

When the group arrived at the backyard, Luo Fan took poplar branches dipped in nectar and sprinkled them around the remains of the fruit tree. Suddenly, the small yard seemed to be filled with infinite vitality.

The fallen fruit trees stand up automatically, and their roots stick back into the soil; the broken branches and withered dense leaves all grow out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they are tightly intertwined, covering a large area of ​​the sky; Those ginseng fruits that had entered the soil also came out of the ground one after another, and spontaneously returned to the trees to hang.

But after a while, the horrific dead tree returned to its original shape, and its appearance was so pleasing that Zhen Yuanzi forgot to cover his cramp right eye, and circled around the trunk a few times, looking left and right, to make sure everything After recovering, he turned around and thanked Luo Fan solemnly: "Thank you Bodhisattva."

After thanking him, he happily stroked his beard and warmly invited: "I guess Mingyue has already prepared dinner, fellow daoist, let's move."

As soon as he heard the word dinner, Zhu Bajie immediately said to Tang Seng: "Master, why don't we also have a fast meal here before we go on our way."

"This..." Tang Seng hesitated. They had offended someone not long ago, and their position seemed a bit awkward, but they had been tossed all day because of this matter, and they were really hungry.

Seeing this, Brother Hou leaned over and said to Zhen Yuanzi: "Sir, it's getting late, let's master and apprentice have a fast meal at your place."

Do you still have the nerve to spend your fast here?Don't think that the poor man will forget your evil deeds once the tree has recovered!

"Qingfeng, see off the guests!" Zhen Yuanzi decisively issued the order to evict the guests with a cold face.

"Bodhisattva..." The group turned to Luo Fan for help.

"I'm just a guest." Luo Fan touched the tip of his nose innocently, with a helpless expression on his face.

Therefore, the extremely sad Tang monk and his disciples had to leave Wuzhuang Temple hungry and miserable, and continued their journey.