The master and apprentice struggled until the end, Daoxin did not ask Wukong why he was so happy today. If it were Wukong himself, he would have followed him to investigate clearly. But Master Daoxin was different. Although he was also curious, he would never go to the tail to investigate.

You should know that no matter what era, those who like the last line are special professionals, such as agents, killers, detectives, and perverts! In short, it is not something that monks should do.

When Goku alone discovered this after a long time of anti-reconnaissance outside, he was really depressed.

After dinner, Wukong first performed an after-dinner activity according to his habits in the past few days, hitting Honglei! After a stick and whip, Wukong felt refreshed and had accumulated his energy to the peak, both mentally and physically. Then Wukong changed his monk's robe and changed into the blood-splattered clothes he had changed when he came.

Then Wukong took out Hong Lei's mask and put it on. Of course, these clothes have been washed again. It should be admitted that although Hong Lei's chopping people is not very qualified, he is indeed a good person to wash clothes. Wukong himself doesn't even know what to use to replace laundry detergent for washing clothes, let alone wash them by himself.

In the vast night, a small black shadow appeared and appeared. A cat jumped and dog flashed. After the rabbit rolled and the eagle flew over, the figure successfully climbed over the wall from the place he had already set up and left Dalin Temple and headed straight to Guanyuan. It was not until the next morning that the small black shadow returned to the temple with the package.

Things went very smoothly, and there was no guard in the silencing garden except for an old man who was drunk. Wukong felt very satisfied. He made a lot of raw opium in that night. As for whether the drunk old man Zhang would be satisfied when he saw the poppy garden the next day, this is another matter.

However, if Old Man Zhang didn't check it carefully, he would probably not be able to see anything. After all, Wukong was very careful and careful whether he cut the poppy fruits or scraped the raw opium later. The poppy fruits seemed to have no other changes except for shrinking a little water and having a little bit of knife cut.

The next day, Wukong secretly made a big pot from Xiangjiu Chu, then sneaked to the back mountain of Dalin Temple, found a place without anyone, threw the raw opium in, added water, and boiled it into it. As a master's student in the medical school, cooking opium is too technical. Even in the Tang Dynasty, it would be difficult to fail.

The only consequence of this incident was that the monks of Dalin Temple felt that the porridge made by Xiangjichu was very delicious for the next few days, and everyone was addicted to drinking it. But it was strange that after these few days, no matter how hard the fools of Xiangjichuchu worked, they could no longer make such delicious porridge.

Logically speaking, opium is still suitable for sucking a gun, but for Wukong, first, there is no time, second, no energy, and third, he does not intend to serve Hong Lei so thoughtfully. When he spoke, Hong Lei was the captive he captured, not his employer.

So, on the third night, Wukong finished his routine Honglei's attack activity. Before going to bed, he directly pinched Honglei's nose with a cup of melted opium water he had prepared and poured it all in. Then he went to bed calmly. Of course, he didn't dare to put too much part, after all, if you put too much, this thing would kill people.

The next morning, the medicine effect suddenly broke out. When Wukong woke up, Hong Lei was still asleep. From his lewd expression, Wukong could roughly guess what dream he was doing now.

As a result, when Wukong finished his routine training course and planned to go out to participate in the monk's Yijin Jing training, Hong Lei had not woken up yet, and Wukong began to consider whether he had given this guy a little too much weight. But after thinking about it carefully, it didn't matter even if this guy died, Wukong let go of this matter and went to exercise happily.

Practice the Yijin Sutra, then watch the monks practice and shout for cheering for something. Soon it was time for lunch. After rubbing a barbecue at the monk, Wukong wiped his greasy mouth and headed straight for Xiangjiu Chuan to make food for someone in the house.

After the sweet-mouthed uncle and uncle, Wukong returned to his room smoothly with a bowl of rice and pickled radish. Hong Lei finally woke up. It should be admitted that when he saw Hong Lei, Wukong was shocked. When he woke up, Hong Lei looked rosy and looked full of energy. This vigorous and vibrant performance really makes people happy to see it.

So Wukong put down the bowl in his hand first and beat Hong Lei without hesitation. Hong Lei has been weak for several days, like a skinny dog, which makes Wukong feel like he abuses a small animal every time he hits him. It seems that this opium is good. Look, Hong Lei, who was originally lifeless, was immediately like a human being when he was pushed by opium.

After the meal activity, Wukong went out to bask in the sun and take a nap in a refreshing mood. Of course, it was necessary to leave the meal for Hong Lei before leaving, after all, it would be bad if this guy starved to death.

The afternoon days were still very free. I watched the monks play tricks, and I would send tea to Master Daoxin, wiping the tables and so on. Then I chat with Master Daoxin and talk about Zen and Zen, which is very Zen. Then I came out before evening class to do some training on the Yijin Jing gymnastics with the monks.

Then he took a supper from the monk, took a walk and ate and returned to his residence, beat Hong Lei again to relieve stress. Then he poured Hong Lei a cup of opium water and went to bed.

Life is so beautiful!

Goku is very satisfied with his recent life.

Everything is developing in a positive direction. For example, at his request, Master Daoxin finally greeted HP and the others and asked them to formally teach themselves the Yijin Jing. Then Wukong discovered that if the Yijin Jing is in place, the effect is not the best, and if you want to achieve the best effect, each posture must be matched with different breathing methods.

No wonder HP and the others don’t care about secretly learning the Yijin Jing here. These Shaolin muscles are so bad.

For example, Hong Lei has been moistened by opium recently and has a radiant look every day. Every time Wukong sees his rosy face, he has the urge to smash his little fist on it. So, the routine Hong Lei activity has improved from the beginning once a day to twice a day, and now it is three times in the afternoon and evening.

For example, after I reduced my spiritual pressure during the daily persistent stress relief activities - the thunder-fighting exercise, I felt a lot when I was learning the meditation advocated by Master Daoxin. For example, yesterday, I sat in meditation while basking in the sun at noon, but I immediately entered a state of meditation. When I woke up, I found that my saliva had wet my clothes.

For example, Lu Fu's injury has gradually healed. Although it was damaged for 100 days, Lu Fu is lucky and used good plasters from the Shaolin muscles of HP and others. So it only took less than fifty days to look completely healed. Of course, it is another matter to have a little scar on his body.

For example, his brother seemed to have no movement after Hong Lei was arrested. I wonder if he was waiting for Hong Lei to return to report the news or had any other thoughts. But no matter what, if he didn't stretch his claws at Dalin Temple, Wukong would not have any thoughts for the time being. The current situation of peace and stability is very good and harmonious.

For example, Hong Lei's resistance to opium water has completely disappeared. Wukong can already feel Hong Lei's desire for opium before feeding him opium every night. However, Wukong is not sure how long it takes to become addictive to opium, so he plans to feed it for another two days.

The only thing that makes people feel a little depressed is that if the consumption of opium continues like this, it will last up to three months. So Wukong is already considering whether he will find some time to go to the irrigation garden to harvest. Otherwise, if the stock is out of stock in winter, Hong Lei will definitely go crazy by then.

It doesn't matter if he goes crazy. After all, Wukong thinks that it's acceptable for a scum who can kill a four-year-old child as cute as himself for money.

But the problem is that he has already smashed opium in and controlled him. Isn’t he ruined his early investment? So no matter which aspect, the opium harvesting plan must be put on the agenda.

In short, the future is bright and the road is tortuous. So, brave boy, bring opium with you to create miracles!
Chapter completed!