Chapter 683

"Fuck!" Shi Fan was suppressed with the urge to hit the wall, and he turned on his voice fiercely, wanting to argue with Tang Seng.

"What's wrong with Brother Fan?" Bing Ruolian murmured in his arms as if sensing his restlessness.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Shi Fan patted her pretty butt lightly, "I'm just reading the news on the Internet, you go to sleep."

"Well, you should go to bed early too!" Bing Ruolian was in his arms, her small mouth was nestled against his chest, and she closed her eyes beautifully.

"How can you be a benefactor? There is a woman beside you? Hey, you are so lucky. You are so lonely like me. Although I like beautiful women, I still pretend to be deep. Hey, this monk is not easy to be!"

Listening to the voice uploaded from the mobile phone, Shi Fan had the urge to spit Tang Monk's old blood. This girl is too cunning and sophisticated, no wonder he can make Wukong Bajie circle around and exhaust the heavenly soldiers and generals. What kind of scheming is this? Compared with ordinary people, sister Guanyin is simply a pure chick in front of him.

Shi Fan turned off the voice, patiently patted Bing Ruolian's snowy body gently, and hit her hard after she fell asleep completely, "Tang Seng, to tell you the truth, I am an ordinary immortal..."

"Ordinary God? Who is the Ordinary God?" Tang Sanzang looked at the sky suspiciously, because Shi Fan didn't turn on the voice, so he couldn't tell who it was.

"Do you remember seeing you and Zhu'er in Chang'an, a man and a woman? That man is me." Shi Fan knocked hard again.

"Oh, so it's you." Tang Seng laughed, "It sounds like an old acquaintance, but I don't know what the Shang Immortal is doing to find the poor monk without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Master Sanzang, let me tell you, I have heard what you said just now, if the Immortal Ben told the Bodhisattva what you said, would you know the consequences?"

"Then what do you mean, Shangxian?" To Shi Fan's surprise, Tang Seng didn't seem to panic at all.

"I'm here for nothing else, I don't care if you want [-] merits." Shi Fan said triumphantly, thinking that I've caught your braid, so just take merits obediently, how was Yuelao back then?Being so cunning and scheming, it's not the same as being caught with a pigtail and obediently taking merit.

It's just that he didn't expect that Tang Sanzang laughed, "Ordinary, Amitabha, you said you caught the poor monk, don't you know that the poor monk also caught your pigtail?"

Shi Fan was taken aback for a moment, "Can I have a braid for you to catch?"

"Amitabha!" Tang Seng was even more proud, "Why not? You said that you are a majestic fairy, and you don't sleep to play with women in the middle of the night. I can tell you that there are three prohibitions and nine precepts in heaven. You have violated the rules of heaven by playing with women. Don't you know it?" ? I told you the ordinary immortal, if you dare to expose me, I will go to the Sanqing Temple to expose you, the poor monk will not learn scriptures at worst, and you... hehe, the crime will be serious."

"..." Shi Fan almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. This girl is too philistine. It's not unreasonable to be grateful to Dade for the monkeys being played around by him.

"Tang Monk!" Shi Fan patted his chest to comfort himself before saying another sentence, "You may have overlooked one point, I am a Shangxian, and the Jade Emperor has a wife, so I can't have a woman?"

"Hmph, who are you fooling?" Tang Seng was even more dismissive, "The poor monk saw with his own eyes that day, you are just a young man. Children are fine, fooling the poor monk, hehe, it's still far away."

"You..." Tang Seng was not in front of him, otherwise Shi Fan would have to bite him twice, he calmly said: "Tang Seng, don't you know that immortals are good at changing?"

"Okay, stop fooling me. The poor monk saw through and said something about changes. Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid so easy to fool? I'm an eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty. I don't have the wisdom to be appointed by the Bodhisattva as a scripture learner. A brocade cassock, a tin staff with nine rings? Don’t show off your tricks in front of me.”

"But I can transmit voices thousands of miles away, what do you say?"

"Fart's voice transmission for thousands of miles!" Tang Seng was full of disdain, "Not to mention immortals, even high-level warriors can transmit voices. I guess you are just hiding in some grass pit and trying to confuse the poor monk. How can a poor monk be fooled by you? If so easily fooled by you, what am I going to do in the west? So, don’t report me, and I won’t report you. It’s not good for anyone. It is shameful to spread gossip, and the poor monk regards you as a friend from the bottom of his heart, I believe you will never do this, do you think you are an ordinary god?"

"..." Shi Fan was completely speechless, and if he said it, he would become a villain. Damn it, Shi Fan understood, this Tang Seng is too shrewd, and Yue Lao is a scumbag compared to him.

If the threat fails, we will come to Yangmou. Shi Fan deliberately spent a hundred merits to open the video to locate Tang Seng, observed the surrounding environment, and typed a line of words, "Tang Seng, I want to ask you something, this black light is blind, everywhere They are all ghost images, do you think you are afraid of them?"

As soon as he said it, Tang Seng trembled, but he dared to say: "So what if you are afraid? Didn't the poor monk come here from Tang Dynasty?"

"Well, you have come here, I guessed correctly, you still have two followers who were eaten by tigers."

"Ah, you know all this?"

"I told you all, I'm a Shangxian, how could I not know, if you are afraid, this Shangxian can show you the way."

"Shangxian, what is the way? Let me tell you quickly. I am not afraid of these monsters and ghosts, but this person is really scary when he is on his way. If you scare yourself, it is easy to scare people to death."

Shi Fan was very satisfied with Tang Seng's performance, "Tang Seng, it's not impossible to ask Ben Shangxian to guide you, you know what to do!"

"You want merit?"

"clever!"

"But Shangxian, I told you, I have no merit."

"Whether you have merit or not, as long as I point you out, you have to give me merit according to the method last time. As for whether the god will receive it or not, don't worry about it, otherwise you will be scared to death." , I don’t believe that you can save Guanyin by scaring Guanyin to death.”

Tang Seng rolled his eyes. Although he didn't see the merit transferred to Shi Fan last time, he already guessed that he might have a secret in him. Otherwise, why would this ordinary old man want merit?If he didn't receive it last time, he shouldn't ask for it again this time, since if it doesn't mean that he has received merits last time?
"Could it be that the poor monk really has merit?" Tang Seng was stunned, he had vaguely realized something, and said upwards: "Amitabha, ordinary old friends and poor monks really don't have merit, but if you really want it, poor monk You can also pass on merits to you as last time, but the premise is that you have to teach the poor monk first. It is best to find an apprentice with high mana for the poor monk to protect the poor monk from going west, otherwise the poor monk will never pass on any merit to you. you."

(End of this chapter)

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