The panda wine master, his daughter swallows the boy with wine

It was a long-lost reunion.

Although for the immortals, more than a hundred years does not seem to be a long time.

But for this monkey who is pressed under this five-finger mountain, only his head can turn all over his body. Every day he stays here can be described as "living like years".

It's just jail, and the scary thing is that there is no one to accompany you while in prison.

If the palm of the Buddha is here, except for those heavenly soldiers and generals who are ordered to act and come to pour copper juice on Sun Wukong, the idle immortals do not dare to come here.

Fang Bai was the only one who could ignore the light of the Buddha.

Therefore, after hearing Fang Bai's voice, the spirit of this monkey was also instantly uplifted.

"Ah, it's Fang Xiaosheng."

"We haven't seen each other in 139 years."

The surprised monkey came up with a very accurate number.

"Quick, quick."

"Bring your wine."

"Old Sun, they're dying of thirst."

The monkey said eagerly, twisting his blonde-haired head upwards so that he could catch the drinks leaning out of the bowl in a more comfortable position.

413" Cool! "

The monkey drank three bowls of wine in a row before slowly exhaling a turbid breath and began to greet Fang Bai who came from afar.

——And the little guy who followed behind Fang Bai and seemed to have the meaning of "grass and wood spirit".

"Sit, sit."

"My grandson's legs and feet are inconvenient, so I will be forgiven for not being well treated!"

The monkey said jokingly.

But this also proves from the side that his mentality is really good.

He has been pressed under these Five Finger Mountains for three hundred years, and although he is in prison, he has already regarded these Five Finger Mountains as his "territory".

——Before the Mandate Seeker arrived here, he was the king of the Five Finger Mountains.

"Although it is the king of the mountain who is pressed under the mountain."

The monkey teased to himself, not at all the pain of opening scars and poking heartbreaks.

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about this."

"Fang Xiaoshen, what have you been doing for more than a hundred years?"

"And where did this little monster come from, he looks quite handsome, but this body is full of resentment... Heh, she might as well say goodbye to under this five-finger mountain, maybe it's like coming old... Buddha's power can help her. "

......

This is actually Sun Wukong's unintentional words.

Or, it's also fun with this monster girl.

- This kind of resentful monster goes to worship Buddha? I'm afraid it's not to give Buddha a chance to "remove demons".

As we all know, most of these evil things cannot see the light of the Buddha.

However.

When the monster girl, who did not know about this, really sat under this five-finger mountain and felt the great power of the Buddha.

"It seems to work."

She closed her eyes, felt it silently, and confirmed again:

"It really works."

She affirmed.

Under the suppression of this Buddha light, those resentful voices could no longer rise from her mind.

But that doesn't mean she can enter a state of tranquility either.

——Those hateful voices did disappear, but at the same time, a Sanskrit sound sounded in the mind of the monster girl.

At the same time, on the peak of the Five Finger Mountain, the six-character mantra spell painted with [Om Mani Mi Mi Yin] suddenly bloomed with a golden light, shining directly on the girl's body.

This pure Buddha light will lead the girl to a world without any worries.

But the girl refused the offer.

"No, it's not like that."

There was a voice in her heart telling her that it was not the world she was going to.

[Life is suffering. It's delusional to have thoughts. Extinction. Not subject to the aftermath there. 】

This seems to be the core essence of that world.

But for this yokai girl born from [death], the essence of her power (bafc) is [birth].

She rejoices in birth and rejoices in birth.

So, the world that the light of the Buddha directs. It is actually contrary to her ideals.

And in the end, when the light of the Buddha who realized the girl's heart slowly faded.

"Alas-"

There seemed to be a faint sigh, echoing between heaven and earth? 、

"This voice is..."

The monkey who heard this sigh suddenly widened his eyes.

Others may not be able to hear it.

But how could he, who had urinated on the fingers of the Buddha, not hear this sigh full of infinite compassion?

"Rulai Laoer."

"I know you hear me!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"If you have the ability, you will release Lao Sun, and we will compare and compare again."

"What kind of skill do you have to make a deceit?"

......

The monkey is crazy again.

He directly cursed at the sky.

But it doesn't make any sense.

He is a Buddha, a great enlightened person who has practiced perfection. If you can be disturbed by a monkey's obscenities, it is a strange thing.

At the same time, what is really interesting is Sun Wukong's attitude:

"Hey, scolded him again."

"Refreshing, really refreshing."

"Fang Xiaosheng, do you still have that wine, give it to Lao Sun again."

It's a magical show.

The yokai girl born on the island saw what a real "face change" is.

——Obviously the monkey who was still scolding the Buddha just now, and even wanted to scold all the monks in Lingshan on the side, returned to the previous hippie smiling appearance in an instant.

Does he care about this failure?

Fang Bai thought about it and thought that he might care.

It's just that what he cares about may not be failure.

"I can't actually beat that old man."

After drinking, the monkey smacked his lips and helped Fang Bai answer his questions:

"I can't beat him."

He very simply admitted his weakness.

——Think about it, the monkey can fly 108,000 miles with a somersault, but it can't fly out of the palm of the Buddha.

The gap in strength between them is no longer on the same order of magnitude.

The monkey's failure is a matter of course.

But at the same time, what really makes the monkey angry is the way he fails:

"If you lose, you lose."

"Why use this method to calculate Lao Sun?"

This is where Sun Wukong is really unconvinced.

- What he longs for is a bitter battle.

It's like a battle with Nezha, a battle with Jiro God.

To win is to win painfully, and to lose is to lose cleanly.

And not as it is now.

"Hey."

"Play like a monkey."

"That immortal in the sky is probably watching Lao Sun's jokes!"