One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 23 So, Black Bear Spirit is also a Little Lolita?
"Old and dim-sighted? Uncle, you don't look too old." Ao Xiaobai looked up at the strange monk and said with a simple face.

"Little girl, although your master is Master Da Tang, it's not good to keep you anymore, but there is a reason I still want to tell you, you can't just look at the surface of everything." Puxuan looked at Ao Xiaobai seriously , "I'm already 320 years old."

"Ah?" Ao Xiaobai was a little surprised.

"More than 320 years old? I think you look like 32 years old?" Tang Sanzang was also a little surprised. He looked Puxuan up and down, and he could not be seen anywhere as an old man over 300 years old.

Puxuan waved his hands indifferently and said, "Have you ever heard the saying that the younger you live, the younger you are? That's what I am. Since I can't die in a short time, it's better to live younger."

"Okay, you can take it and have a look, but arrange three meditation rooms for us, and get some vegetarian food." Although he felt a little awkward, Tang Sanzang still took out the cassock and handed it to Puxuan. He was not worried about this. The guy hid the cassock.

"Guangzhi, ask the cook to cook some vegetarian dishes and bring the three honored guests down." Puxuan held the cassock with bright eyes, although he was still a bit reluctant to look at Ao Xiaobai, but he still liked it. I like cassock a little more.

"Yes, Master." Guangzhi nodded, looked at Tang Sanzang and the other three and stretched out his hands, and said, "Master Sanzang, two girls, please." After speaking, he walked towards the backyard.

Tang Sanzang nodded, held Ao Xiaobai in his arms, and Sun Wukong followed Guangzhi inside.

Two young monks followed with their luggage.

"Master, this..." Guangmou obviously didn't turn his head around, and was a little puzzled.

"Guang Mou, sometimes you have to be smarter, you have to learn from Guang Zhi." Pu Xuan said without raising his head while holding the cassock, and walked towards the backyard.

"Master taught me that." Guang Mou nodded in response, although he looked incomprehensible, but the respect on his face was not half-diminished.

Guangzhi led the three of them into several Buddhist monasteries, stopped in a meditation room near the mountain, turned around and bowed and said: "The little monk apologized to the three on behalf of the master, and I hope Master Sanzang is no wonder, the master is in Guanyin. He has been the abbot of the Buddhist monastery for 300 years, and although his temper is somewhat eccentric, he is indeed a person who wholeheartedly devotes himself to the Buddha."

"Well, it's okay, old people always have weird tempers." Tang Sanzang nodded, expressing that he didn't care, a person who has lived for more than 300 years is really old and mature.

Guangzhi was taken aback, and nodded after a while and said: "Okay, this is the place where pilgrims stay on weekdays. There are only two meditation rooms, just for two girls to live in. First, let the master have a fast meal here, and then I will take you Go to another meditation room."

"Well, thank you." Tang Sanzang nodded. At first, he wanted to say that since Xiaobai and Wukong would sleep together at night, only two meditation rooms would be enough, but after thinking about it, maybe they would play with burning the meditation room at night. As for the drama, I might as well ask for another room.

The kitchen was very fast, and the vegetarian food was served very quickly. There were four dishes and one soup. Although there were no meat dishes, they were all dried wild vegetables from the mountains. There was also a plate of winter bamboo shoots, which tasted pretty good.

Sun Wukong just drank some soup casually, without moving his chopsticks at all, and Tang Sanzang and Ao Xiaobai ate up the rest. He ate too much meat, but he found it light and delicious, even Ao Xiaobai couldn't get it No disgust.

"Master, why don't you sleep with me at night and tell me stories, Xiaobai is afraid of monsters." After dinner, before Guangzhi came, Ao Xiaobai was already holding Tang Sanzang's arm and began to act like a baby.

Sun Wukong, who was sitting by the window beside him, curled his lips and said, "Ao Xiaobai, you are a dragon clan, why are you afraid of monsters, so when can you rescue your clansmen?"

"But that monster eats children, just like me." Ao Xiaobai pouted, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Tang Sanzang touched Ao Xiaobai's head with a smile, "Okay, I'll go and see where I live at night first, and then I'll come back and tell you a story, okay?"

Although he lived to be five hundred years old, Ao Xiaobai's mind and body were not much different from the five-year-old little Lolita. Tang Sanzang didn't want to remind her of such things as taking revenge and saving the people.

"Master, you are the best." Ao Xiaobai happily rubbed Tang Sanzang's arm.

After a while, Guangzhi came, and the two young novice monks cleaned up the dishes. There were beds and bedding in the room, and they were clean enough to fall asleep directly.

Tang Sanzang followed Guangzhi to the meditation room prepared for him. It was a small independent courtyard, which was quite quiet. There were futons and beds in the room, which was much better than the previous two rooms.

"Master, please have a good rest." Guangzhi said with a smile, and left.

Looking at Guangzhi's back, Tang Sanzang had a good impression of this handsome and gentle monk. The Shuangshang was much taller than the fat monk. Not only did that guy look fierce, he also had a bad temper.

After knowing where he lived, Tang Sanzang tucked in the quilt, looking like someone was lying inside, then closed the door and went back to Ao Xiaobai's side.

Seeing Tang Sanzang coming back, Sun Wukong went to the guest room next to him. Tang Sanzang lay on the bed, let Ao Xiaobai pillow his arm, and began to tell the story of Cinderella.

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At the same time, in the abbot's room in the backyard of Guanyin Temple, Puxuan was holding the brocade cassock in both hands, trembling slightly, squinting his eyes at the oil lamp on the table, and carefully looked at every place.

There are five or six people in the room, Guangmou, Guangzhi, and two senior monks.

"Alas." Pu Xuan sighed, folded the cassock, put it lightly on the table, closed his eyes, shook his head, there were some fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he looked much older all of a sudden.

"Master, why are you sighing? Is there something bothering you?" Guang Mou, who was standing beside him, asked hastily, with a rather concerned look on his face.

"In the past, I also had the opportunity to wear this cassock. It's a pity...it's a pity. Seeing you again, I can't help feeling a little bit emotional." Puxuan grinned and said, but couldn't laugh, a line of old tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes, obviously more than that. It is so simple with emotion.

Seeing this, all the monks panicked.

Guangmou hurriedly said: "Master, don't be sad, if you like this cassock, I'll go to Tang Sanzang and ask him to sell it to us."

"This cassock is priceless, junior brother, how can you afford it? Even if you sell the Guanyin Temple, you can't afford this cassock. Besides, they are going to the west, and they are away from home. How can they exchange for a pile of gold and silver treasures?" Guangzhi shook his head and said.

"Then..." Guangmou was speechless in a hurry, walked around the room twice, patted his bald head and said: "By the way, they came from Tang Dynasty, they have no one to rely on, I will go and get those Tang Sanzang was beaten to death with a stick, so the cassock belonged to the master."

"Bastard, I am a monk, how can I act like this." Puxuan slammed the table and said sharply: "Guangmou, you go to the main hall to read the Diamond Sutra for one night, Guangzhi, you go and look at him .”

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Halfway through the story, Ao Xiaobai fell asleep. Tang Sanzang looked at the little girl who was breathing calmly, and shook her with a smile. It was like raising a daughter. He reached out and touched her head, slowly He sat up, hugged her in his arms, and draped the cassock outside again, then carried her out of the room, knocked on Wukong's door next to her, and put her on the bed.

"The fat monk and the ugly monk are not good people, should I keep an eye on them?" Sun Wukong glanced at Ao Xiaobai, then looked at Tang Sanzang and asked.

"No need, you can sleep peacefully, just look at Xiaobai." Tang Sanzang shook his head, then closed the door, went to the room originally prepared for Ao Xiaobai, blew out the oil lamp, and prepared to sleep.

Although Puxuan is a strange uncle who loves lolicon, and is a greedy man who has lived for more than 300 years, Tang Sanzang vaguely feels that he is not the culprit for the disappearance of children in these nearby towns.

Who is the murderer?Where is the monster hiding?Tang Sanzang frowned, trying to recall the Journey to the West in his previous life. There seemed to be no record about the cannibal child monster in the part of the Guanyin Temple.

By the way, there seems to be a black bear, right?Those children were eaten by that black bear spirit, right?

At this moment, the door of the room creaked and was pushed open a crack, and someone walked in.

Tang Sanzang was taken aback, and looked towards the door subconsciously. With the faint moonlight, it could be seen that it was a little girl, a little loli with twin ponytails.

So, is the black bear spirit also a little loli?
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