The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 285 Divine Skills
"My good sister, thank you for trusting my brother so much, I didn't waste my poor monk saving your life, hahahaha~"

Tang Sen laughed. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and some lights were lit in the temple, which made it less cold.

Led by Wu Hai, the two arrived at a side hall in the south. The environment here is elegant, and there is an artificial lake in front of it. It looks like a place to entertain foreign guests.

"Master Tang, the little monk will not disturb you two, so I will take my leave."

After arranging the accommodation, Wu Hai bid farewell and hurried back.

"Sister, this place is so big, we can have a good rest."

It is said to be an arrangement, but it is not used at all. There are many private rooms here, and the second floor is full of rooms, and there are only two people.

"Brother, the masters all said that there are monsters here, the little girl is really scared, can you chat with me, brother?"

Without outsiders, the mouse spirit began to show her strengths.

"Of course, protecting my sister is what my brother should do. Come with me!"

Not to be outdone, Tang Sen flicked his cassock, pushed open the door, snapped his fingers, and lit an oil lamp.

"Wow~ divine skills."

The mouse spirit's eyes lit up, what a creative spell.

"Where does my sister like to chat? The poor monk can chat anywhere anytime!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Sen tidied up the cassock, sat down on the cabinet with a plop, and said with a smile.

……

"I'll go, are you really just chatting? In the middle of the night, don't you want something to happen?"

The mouse was stunned and froze on the spot.

"Hmph, I still don't believe that you are a monk, even an eminent monk will turn you into a happy Buddha tonight."

As a banshee, the mouse spirit who has not experienced the baptism of various routines in modern society does not believe in evil.

"Do you want to talk? Don't worry about it. The poor monk is sleeping. If you have something to talk about, go back to sleep if you don't have something to talk about."

Suddenly, Tang Sen didn't play his cards according to common sense, and fell asleep.

……

The mouse spirit is confused!

Damn, you fell asleep too fast!

Can you be a little more fake?

"Brother, are you asleep? My sister is so scared, can you talk to her?"

She is very confident. Once upon a time, she used this beauty trick to fascinate countless men, without exception.

Snapped!
However, things always went out of her expectation. Tang Sen slapped her hard on the face, and said half asleep, "Don't talk, brother is very sleepy, be good! Be good!"

"Sigh~"

The mouse sucked in pain and gasped. This is the first time it has fallen into Tang Sen's hands today. Even under the dim oil lamp, you can still see five bright red finger marks on its face.

"Damn it, why did you hit it so hard, my mother's face was swollen from the blow."

The mouse was very angry, and before it knew it, long nails grew on its hands, and it grabbed Tang Sen's head violently.

Damn!
I want to kill you!
"Ouch, it's so itchy!"

But at this moment, Tang Sen, who had his back to her, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, forcing the mouse spirit's swiftly moving hand to hover in the air.

呲~
Immediately afterwards, there was another soft sound, and a spike on the cassock on Tang Sen's arm pierced fiercely into the mouse spirit's dangling arm.

"Sigh~"

The mouse spirit's face turned pale, and the spikes were very short, even shorter and thinner than the previous ones, and they carried an unbearable burning pain.

It hurts too much!
It's heartbreaking!
The mouse's pained tears were about to flow out, and he thought, "Isn't it gone? Why is there a small one?"

She was really furious, the pain was too great, the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added, even a clay figurine would be angry, and the burning pain became more and more intense, making the whole arm numb.

"What are you doing, what are you breathing, and why don't you let your brother sleep?"

Snapped!
Half asleep and half awake, Tang Sen gave another slap with his backhand, and the palm just hit the point where the rat's root was sharp.

"Sigh~"

Immediately, the mouse spirit took another deep breath, trembling all over, and almost ran away.

On the other hand, Tang Sen moved his body like a normal person.

"Why is his skin so thick?"

The mouse spirit was about to cry, the spike had penetrated into the muscle, leaving a little bump on the smooth skin surface, the blood stains on it were all her own, and Tang Sen's skin was not broken.

"My lady wants to quit, woo woo~"

The mouse spirit was deeply shocked, and she didn't dare to think of Tang Sen, for fear that another spike would come out from somewhere, and she was about to suffer from spike phobia.

call out!
After making up her mind, the mouse spirit turned into a black wind and slipped out of the window, looking for the monk. She decided to take a little monk to calm her down.

"Hmph, fighting the poor monk, I really want you to despair."

Right after the mouse spirit left, Tang Sen sat up abruptly, disappeared in a flash, and appeared strangely in the Buddhist hall in a flash, and brought the little monk who was cleaning the Buddhist hall into the small world in a flash, and transformed into a small Monk, sweep the floor as if nothing had happened.

……

Not long after, a cold wind blew outside the Buddhist hall, and the mouse spirit appeared, watching the little monk who was cleaning the ground inside the Buddhist hall, and walked in slowly.

"It's so late, the little master is still sweeping the floor, how clever."

After pulling out the spikes, the arm finally improved a lot, away from Tang Sen, the plague god, and the delicious meal was in front of him, the mouse spirit was so happy.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, it's so late, why don't you rest!"

In the mouse's eyes, the little monk was still as cute as he was during the day, with rosy cheeks, thin skin and tender meat, and looked very delicious.

"Long nights, sleepless nights, loneliness! That's a disease!"

The mouse spirit made a coquettish voice, tilted its foot, and bumped into Tang Senbian's little monk.

"Oh, sin, sin!" Tang Sen backed away again and again, showing a frightened look.

"Hehe, you little monk is quite interesting, unlike that big brother Tang who doesn't even look at him."

"It's cold outside, my sister's heart is getting cold, come and feel it!"

Swish!
The mouse spirit smiled, stretched out his hand, and quietly grabbed Tang Sen's hand.

"what!"

"The poor monk felt it!"

"Female benefactor, let go, my brother is still a child, this is breaking the law!"

Tang Sen pretended to be shocked, and waved his hands vigorously without choosing words.

In fact, the strength he exerted was not as strong as that of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, wishing that the rat would not let go.

This is a bit cheap!

"Little brother, your hands are so warm, isn't the Buddhist school universal for sentient beings?"

"You can stay for a while, okay, just be a Purdue sister, okay?"

The mouse spirit firmly held down Tang Sen's little hand, and was going to eat Tang Sen in the next moment.

Really don't even spare a child.

(End of this chapter)