Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 89 The Holy Monk Wants to Conquer the Demon

“Yes, Master.”

Monkey King flew away in the clouds.

The white mouse spirit hidden in the dark, his eyes lit up slightly.

Two words popped out of her mind, opportunity.

When Sun Wukong was there, she was still very embarrassed and didn’t know how to start.

You know, this monkey is not annoying.

Now that Tang Sanzang took the initiative to spread the monkey away, it was a golden opportunity for her.

Sneak in quietly and move forward.

With Tang Yu’s current cultivation base, he clearly felt the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

Especially there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Zhu Bajie sat up very vigilantly and picked up the rake.

“Second idiot, what’s wrong?”

“Master, there seems to be something wrong around you.”

“There’s nothing wrong, it’s time to sleep with you,” Tang Yu said nonchalantly.

Can not help but sniffed again.

It smells so good.

At this moment, the sky flashed, and Monkey King suddenly appeared.

Suddenly felt something was wrong, and yelled: “There is a monster.”

The golden cudgel appeared, and hit the place where the white rat spirit was invisible.

If the white rat spirit is hidden in the dark and is not ready to do it, Monkey King will not be able to find it.

However, at the moment when she was preparing to do it, she inadvertently leaked a trace of evil spirit.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong felt that something was wrong.

“Monster, take my grandson a stick.”

“what……”

The white mouse spirit screamed and appeared.

“Wukeng, stop.”

Wu Cao is ruthless and greedy.

Such a beautiful banshee doesn’t mean anything about the banshee, it’s just a hidden creature.

The golden cudgel was stopped on the white rat spirit’s head, and the white rat spirit’s eyes were inlaid with tears, with a pitiful appearance.

This demo.

Tang Yu’s heart is broken when he sees it.

No way, the third brother is a pity and cherishment.

Fortunately, I shouted in time, otherwise such a beautiful female fairy dies, wouldn’t it be a waste?

“Master, this is a fairy.”

Monkey King held the golden hoop and didn’t move.

“Please forgive me the holy monk.”

The white rat spirit choked up and begged for mercy, and he couldn’t think that the monkey would come back so quickly.

“Amitabha Buddha, don’t be afraid of the female benefactor.” Tang Yu read the Buddha’s name, and then said to Monkey King: “As the teacher knows, Wu Keng, put away the golden hoop.”

Monkey King is still hesitating.

To say that you know Tang Yu best, Zhu Bajie is none other than Zhu Bajie.

I can see what my master means at a glance.

“Brother Monkey, the master asked you to put away the golden hoop. If you don’t put it away, what should you do if you scare the female donor?”

Zhuba’s ring went to the depths of the woods: “Master, go, I will give you the wind.”

Glancing at him appreciatively, the second nerd really has a deep heart for being a teacher.

The white mouse spirits looked blank, wondering what they were going to do.

But with Monkey King here, he didn’t dare to act rashly at all.

“Don’t be afraid of the female donor, the poor monk is very gentle.”

Tang Yu read the Buddha’s name and looked at her with piercing eyes, making the mouse feel uncomfortable all over.

“You guys are here waiting to become a teacher, and the teacher has to go to battle to clean up this female fairy.”

The holy monk is about to cast the demon.

“Come on, female donor, and poor monk.”

Pulled the white rat spirit up and walked towards the woods.

While taking off his robes, Tang Yu said, “Where is your cave mansion? Let’s just go to your cave mansion for three hundred rounds.”

In a blink of an eye, he slipped away, and when he turned his head, the white mouse spirit had already ran away.

“Female donor, female donor.”

Things Cao.

What’s the matter?

The man actually ran away.

Damn it.

I don’t know what it is.

You wait for the poor monk, and see if you can.

Angrily, he put the robes on his body casually, and walked out.

“Master, how fast?”

Zhu Bajie is a little surprised, isn’t this just going in? It’s over.

It was over at the beginning.

“Hmph, the monster ran away.” Tang Yu was a little depressed.

The corners of Guanyin Bodhisattva’s mouth twitched slightly.

With your virtue, you have to undress when you see a female fairy.

It’s strange not to run.

Looking at Tang Sanzang, she felt weak again.

Why doesn’t Tang Sanzang play cards according to the routine every time.

The well-arranged plan was disrupted by his riots every time.

Um?

Guanyin Bodhisattva meditated.

When Jin Tou Jie Di found her, he said that the Buddha let her stare at the group of Xixing master and apprentice.

Originally Guanyin Bodhisattva was ready to go out of the mountain.

Because of the problem of his own state of mind, he had to solve it through Tang Sanzang.

So she rushed over quickly.

Seeing the scene of Tang Sanzang taking off his clothes, he suddenly felt a little bit spicy.

But at this moment, she looked at Tang Sanzang’s back but was lost in thought.

Lingshan collectively started smoking, and this thing was given by Tang Sanzang.

The Buddhas have overlooked a problem, and that is where the smoke comes from.

At this moment Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly thought of this question.

Also, Tang Sanzang was originally the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and he sincerely turned to the Buddha.

But how did this life become such a virtue?

It’s not like a monk at all.

It stands to reason that there should be two saints behind the arrangement of Buddhism, and there shouldn’t be any problems at all.

But now there are constant problems.

And all the problems appeared in this Tang Sanzang.

Could it be…

Looking at Tang Sanzang, Guanyin Bodhisattva’s eyes fell deep.

The white mouse ran back to the bottomless pit in fear.

The little hand patted his chest with a look of fear.

Oh my God.

What does that bald donkey do?

It’s terrible, but fortunately, I ran in time.

When the holy monk took off her clothes in front of her, her face became slightly ruddy.

Western sky.

Great Leiyin Temple.

The Buddhas looked at this scene in disbelief, and their jaws almost fell in shock.

Oh my God.

This Tang Sanzang is really amazing.

Seeing the banshee undressed directly.

Scared the banshee and fled.

No wonder they were shocked, because they had never thought that Tang Sanzang could still operate like this.

All of a sudden flashed their waists.

Tathagata Buddha was dangling his cigarette, and the smoke in his mouth burned out long soot, but he didn’t flick it, which was a bit surprised.

After a long time, he sighed heavily.

What the hell is this fear? I am afraid that this will happen. Venerable Guanyin has already been sent to stare at it.

But if you can keep an eye on others, can you still keep Tang Sanzang from taking off his clothes?

“What’s the matter with Tang Sanzang?”

The big question comes from the Buddha.

None of the Buddhas in Lingshan spoke.

Even the Buddha was dumbfounded, let alone them.

“Buddha, I think Tang Sanzang has serious problems.”

Fuhu Luohan poked his head out of the shattered silk account.

All the Buddhas in Lingshan thought he was farting, and they didn’t even look at him.

It had long been seen that Tang Sanzang had a problem.

But what can we do?

Kill him?

Stop making trouble, now anyone can die, but he can’t die.

He is burdened with the luck of Buddhism’s rise and fall, and his merits.

Seeing no one answered, Fuhu Luohan got into his pink silk account a little depressed.

Tathagata Buddha has calculated many times, and even found two saints to calculate.

They all figured out that Tang Sanzang was still a golden cicada.

Besides, if he is a variable, it would be too obvious.

It’s like being afraid of others not knowing that he is a variable.