[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

Seeing the contents of his injury at first glance, the person holding the letter glanced at the gauze wrapped around his finger.

It is crooked and has an ugly knot.

It's the younger brother's style, a man like a snow-capped mountain sits at the table, finds scissors to untie this ugly and ugly knot, and binds his fingers for an afternoon and night. Now the wound is so small that there is only a shallow scratch.

Jiang Liu looked at the oil lamp for a while, and after confirming that it was not a serious wound, he found clean gauze to wrap the wound again, then blew out the oil lamp and walked outside.

Those who came out of the meditation room in the back mountain in the middle of the night went to the Sutra Pavilion with lanterns.

When passing by the Temple of Heavenly Kings, a night watchman monk heard footsteps and looked out. Seeing him, he shrank his neck and went back to the main hall.

After the hanging order monk guarding the Heavenly King Hall retracted his body, he started muttering to his companions.

"It was that Jiang Liuer who went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again."

"I really suspect that this person doesn't need to sleep. I saw lights in the Sutra Pavilion the night before yesterday. I thought it was because other monks had forgotten the candlelight. When I went in, I saw this man sitting there reading a book."

Another night watchman also nodded fiercely: "It's nothing, what's even more frightening is that he stayed in the Daxiong Palace for a whole day the next day, and didn't even doze off."

He walked up and down the temple day and night, but he couldn't find when he had slept.

But that face.

The person who spoke recalled Jiang Liu's face, and his body did not have any dark circles even after staying up all night.

I am full of energy and high spirits every day, except for occasionally ignoring people like an iceberg.

At the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion, Jiang Liu opened the door and went in, turned around and extinguished the lantern, and then looked up to see the lobby full of miscellaneous books.

Two rickety futons present a Tai Chi posture, one east and one west.

The offering plate that was originally placed in front of the Bodhisattva is now placed on the ground, and the apples and grapes inside are still there, but the nuts have almost been eaten by people.

Without thinking, Jiang Liu knew who would dare to do these things in the temple.

Putting the lantern in his hand aside, he squatted down and began to tidy up the messy scripture pavilion.

The melon seeds and peanut shells that fell on the ground were picked up, and the scattered books were also picked up and arranged in order one by one, and returned to the bookshelves of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The futon, which was thrown aside and was about to deform, was dragged back and pressed into its original shape, and placed back in front of the Bodhisattva.

After finishing all this, Jiang Liu went to the bookshelf and took out the books he read last time.

Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of a small note pasted on the bookshelf.

On the note was a villain with his hips raised to the sky asking questions, and beside it was written a line of words and an arrow symbol, referring to the book he just took out.

"It's so hard to learn, skip it."

Seeing the familiar words and tone, the person who was as cold and ruthless as the snow mountain in front of the bookshelf slowly raised the corner of his mouth to take down the note, walked to the desk he had just come out of order, and took a pen to reply to the other party.

"Sanskrit is not difficult after you find the method. If you don't know it, I can teach you."

Holding the reply note, Jiang Liu walked back to the previous position.

As soon as it was pasted, there was a gust of cold wind overhead.

The person standing in front of the bookshelf raised his head, and a pure white rabbit squatted above, with red eyes, staring straight at the little monk below.

Mei Niang squatted above, took a deep breath, a trace of blood flowed out from the opponent's body and entered her mouth.

In an instant, she could feel that her strength had increased by a thousandth.

Just a thin breath of blood increased her strength by a thousandth. This result made Meiniang eagerly get out of the hole, and after a few jumps, she stepped on the bookshelf and landed in front of Jiang Liu.

Shaking her body again, she transformed into a beautiful girl in a red skirt and a green demon with rabbit ears standing up. Fendai approached Jiangliu sweetly, and said with a coquettish smile, "Young monk, you smell so good, can you show me what treasures you have brought?" .”

The little monk in the middle of the bookshelf stretched out his left hand to block the middle of the two of them with his normal face, and pushed the girl who was about to stick into his arms with a force of his wrist.

"You will shed hair, stay away from me."

After speaking, he still didn't forget to take a few steps back, to beware of the rabbit fur on the other party's body, the disgust was very obvious.

For the first time, Mei Niang, who was omnipotent in the human world, was so angry that her face twisted, she gritted her fangs and pinched his chin: "Little monk, don't toast or eat fine wine, sister sees that you have not grown up." Forgive you once, take out the treasure on your body and dedicate it to me, we will pretend that this incident never happened."

The little monk whose chin was pinched looked at the rabbit monster from top to bottom with his eyes like water.

He obviously didn't say a word, but Meiniang could see the sarcasm in his eyes.

"Look again, and I'll goug out your eyes."

"Amitabha, how do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me? I don't know what treasure you are talking about. Even if I have something, why should I give it to you? Are you my master? You are not, are you my brother? You are not either , are you my younger brother? Not to mention..."

The little monk paused for a moment, and a cold light shot from the end of his calm eyes: "A monster with mixed hair also wants me to give you something. Seeing that you will only turn into a human shape but have not learned the human language, you must not be able to read. I don’t know how to write the word “honesty and shame.”

Mei Niang: "..."

The rabbit demon was so offended that he was so angry that he didn't want the baby anymore. Now he only had one idea, she and this bald donkey can only walk out of this gate alive today.

Before she wanted to kill, Jiang Liu had already grabbed the bell in her sleeve.

As soon as the bell rang, Xiao Hei, who was sleeping soundly in the back meditation room, woke up immediately, yawned and spread his paws, "Phi—"

The filaments shot out, and after a few rounds, they arrived at the door of the Sutra Pavilion. Before entering, they smelled a strong demonic smell inside.

"There are monsters!"

The monster stood at the door of the Sutra Pavilion and kicked over the door in shock. When he rushed in, he saw the little monk in disheveled clothes being pressed to the ground by a rabbit demon.

The next second, the little monk pressed the rabbit monster under him again, grabbed the two long rabbit ears with all his strength, stepped on the tail of the rabbit monster, kicked his body, grabbed the ears with both hands and stretched them upwards Hold on.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Meiniang's ears were pulled three feet long, and the expression on the face of the monster on the ground was extremely distorted by the pain, making Xiao Hei who was about to come to help for a while, not knowing who he should help.

It seems that the one whose ear was pulled seems to be more miserable?

"Get the rope over here!"

Jiang Liu made a sound, interrupting Xiao Hei who was distracted.

"Oh oh oh, I'll get it now."

Xiao Hei ran out and found the rope quickly, and then tied up the rabbit demon who broke into the temple.

Mei Niang's crying eyes turned redder than before after being handed over to the spider spirit, and her ears looked much longer than before.

Jiang Liu looked at the collapsed bookshelves in the Sutra Pavilion, books all over the floor, and the door was also broken, and the cold wind was blowing in from outside the door.

"Shut up, cry again and hang your ears up on the beams."

Mei Niang's crying voice immediately became quieter, the tears hadn't stopped yet, she didn't dare to cry and could only sob softly.

That night, Jiang Liu tidied up the whole night before he managed to restore the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to its original state. After being tired all night, he went back to the meditation room and fell asleep, forgetting to write a diary for Chen Wei.

When Chen Wei got up in the morning, he rubbed his sore waist and whispered: "Is your posture wrong last night? Why is your waist so painful?"

When I was washing up, I saw that Xiao Hei was not in the basket by the bed, so I thought he got up early.

After breakfast, he greeted his brothers and masters, and Chen Wei came to the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion familiarly.

Several monks are replacing the broken door at the door, with a new door next to it.

Standing at the door, Chen Wei saw that half of the replaced door was cracked, and couldn't help being speechless: "Why is this door broken?"

The three monks who heard the movement in the Heavenly King Hall last night looked at this little brother who had only gone back to sleep for an hour, and they were all speechless.

A pure white rabbit heard the enemy's voice, and poked its head out of the scripture pavilion through gritted teeth.

As soon as the snow-white head and long ears stretched out, people with sharp eyes spotted it.

"rabbit!"

Chen Wei's eyes lit up, he bypassed the monk who was decorating the door, entered the Sutra Pavilion, and went straight to the direction of the little rabbit.

He trotted all the way to the other party, squatted down and looked at the little white rabbit tied up with a rope on the ground, his face was full of surprise: "Wow, it's really a rabbit, so cute."

The little rabbit didn't speak, and the little rabbit stared at him with blood-red eyes, staring hard.

Chen Wei thought it was an ordinary rabbit, so he stretched out his hand and gently touched the seeds on the rabbit's head: "Hello, can I touch your ears?" It feels so soft, I still want to touch it.