Does that damn little bald donkey really know so many things?

Jiumoci didn't know, but he knew another thing. It was absolutely impossible for him to admit that he was hit in the face by the young monk who was in his teens because he didn't pay attention to it at that time!

No, this is not a shoe, this is the most powerful hidden weapon in the world!

Well, Jiumoci’s idea is basically very close to Lord Wang Chongyang who just left the seclusion! Could it be that even if I accidentally capsize such a shameful thing, I would tell you about it?

This is impossible!

So, this damn little monk is not a temptation, he is also a temptation, and the god-mad black "" understands this! If this damn little monk doesn't know his secret, why would he deliberately mention the word shady?

The extremely standard African black monk in Chinese has long forgotten the fact that he is not a yellow man!

"Master, what should we do next?" Fahai rolled up his sleeves and said murderously, "Since they already doubt us, we will just do it all the time. Let's give him one to attack first. What do you think?"

"You are too irritable, disciple," Kumoci replied slowly, "This is not good, not good!"

"Master, what do you mean?" Fahai asked tentatively.

"Wait first and then talk about it..." Jiumoci showed a contemptuous smile, "If these monks die again, then the next time they will be Monk Daoxin himself!"

"..." Monk Fahai was silent for a moment. He could understand Jiumoci's words, but the question was, if he just let go of these damn bald donkeys, what should he do if he didn't say anything else, he would secretly hide the gold and silver he had hidden!

However, Monk Fahai's silence immediately gave the African black master an illusion. He thought that the disciple he had taken was really good. Seeing that he was beaten, he felt more excited than he was beaten!

What is a confidant? This is a confidant!

"Okay..." After Monk Fahai stopped talking, Jiumoci pointed to him for the first time, "Psychic, think about it, why are these monks here?"

Monk Fahai looked at Master Jiumoci’s words in confusion, why? Of course, it was because the Zen monk Mingxin was killed. What else could he do?

"That's right!" Jiumoci continued, "Because Monk Mingxin was stabbed to death. Think about it again, why was Monk Mingxin stabbed to death?"

"Of course it's because..." A light lit up in Monk Fahai's eyes, "Master, I understand!"

"It's good if you understand!" Jiumoci seriously twisted the rosary in his hand, "It's wrong to kill people. We are all Buddhists. If you don't kill animals, don't kill animals. In this vast world, many things are not something that you can do just by killing animals!"

Just as Jiumoci and Fahai were discussing these things, Wukong and others were also discussing them!

"Kunlun slave, this is the first time I have seen such Kunlun slaves!"

Unlike Huikong, who is extremely rustic, HP and Wukong have both been to Chang'an City and have seen people in the world. Well, although Kunlun slaves, that is, black people, are indeed a little rare, there are not a lot of things in Chang'an City! For example, Wukong has seen two in Pei Ji's mansion!

But to be honest, this is the first time they both met Kunlun slaves who are monks!

"Huikong, you want to see the old black African... If you say something about Kunlun slaves, you should tell me to Master!" Wukong said to Huikong with a smile, "Uncle Master, I will sell you directly to Black Africa. How many Kunlun slaves do you want to see!"

"Black Africa?" Huikong asked strangely. "Where is that?"

"Yeah!" Wukong said casually, "It's in India... India, that is, the southwest of the place where Tang Monk planned to go to the Buddhist scriptures. It would take a few months to take a boat!"

"Tianzhu, have you all arrived in the West?" Huikong felt that he could not accept Wukong's view. In this world, is there any place farther than the West? "Then how did this Jiumoci come to Yangzhou!"

"Who knows?" Wukong shrugged, "Maybe he was first abducted by the Arab... Tianfang's human traffickers to Tianfang. Then he was abducted by the Dashi human traffickers to the Western Regions, and then he was sold by the human traffickers in the Western Regions. Maybe!"

"Is that right?" Huikong, who has been brainwashed by Wukong since he was a child, did not doubt Wukong's words at all, "This great monk Jiumoci is so pitiful. He has been sold so many times!"

"Pity..." Wukong sneered. "What's so pitiful about this? If he still lives in Africa now, he probably might not even be able to eat. After being sold to us, you can see how comfortable he is now when he looks like the nouveau riche! I'll bet with you for a penny, and now he won't go back even if you send him back to Black Africa!"

"Is Africa very poor?" Huikong asked again.

"Well, basically..." Wukong thought about it, "It's almost impossible for us to find a place poorer than Africa in the Tang Dynasty! I really don't have time now, otherwise, I would take a few boats to Africa to get his hundreds of uncles... Kunlun slaves come back and sell them... It's definitely a great merit to place them a better life!"

OK! You can treat human trafficking as a great merit. It is probably Wukong himself who is such a shameless monk!

However, the shameless Wukong actually made a mistake. During the Sui, Tang and even the Qin and Han Dynasties, the black uncles who appeared in China were not African old blacks, but indigenous people from Southeast Asia. According to later, they were called the Niglido people, the Pygmy people, that is, the monsters that appeared in the game, holding arrows and wearing huge masks, and two or three people were close relatives.

That’s right, Kunlun slaves are actually the ancestors of Indonesian monkeys more than a thousand years later, not African old blacks! After all, Africa is still too far from China, and it is still difficult for African black uncles to reach China alive!

"Wukong, what do you mean by what you said in the room just now?" Before Wukong could think about whether he would take people to Black Africa to get a few ships of old Hei back to sell, he heard HP ask, "And why are you going to beat that great monk Jiumoci?"

"This..." Goku blinked. "Of course it was because his hand slid!"

"Really?" HP turned his head and looked at Goku, his expressionless face was very serious!

"Yes, that's the reason!" Wukong replied shamelessly, "No matter who asks, I'm the reason!"

"Wukong, now it's my senior brother, I'm asking you!" HP continued to look at Wukong seriously.

"Okay," Goku raised his hand, "Actually, I'm just going to test him to see if he has anything to do with that unlucky man Mingxin being stabbed to death?"

"Then what did you test?" HP then asked.

"Of course!" Wukong sneered, "This matter must have something to do with them. Even if it wasn't for this master Jiumoci's attack, it would definitely not be related to him!"

After hearing Wukong's words, HP nodded silently, but Huikong asked again, "Uncle Master, can you tell me how you tested him? Why didn't I hear what you said from beginning to end?"

"This matter..." Wukong glanced at Huikong with a squinted look, "Huikong, with your IQ, it's hard for me to explain it to you!"

“…”

The next morning, Wukong finally met the Master Yongxin and Master Vina Zhiming in the cafeteria. This Master Yongxin, who had the same name as the Master Shaolin abbot in Wukong's impression, looked completely different from the Shaolin abbot of the same name. Simply put, this Master Yongxin looked like a short bamboo pole. Not only was he not tall, but he was also thin!

But Master Vina Zhiming is different. He is very burly, tall and fat, and he is almost the opposite of Monk Yongxin. OK. If they partner to speak crosstalk together, the effect will definitely be good!

When they saw Wukong, the two monks inevitably had a look of surprise on their faces!

At this time, although there are no precepts that clearly stipulate the age of the temple master, no matter how you look at Wukong, who is only fifteen or sixteen, seems a little too young!

In fact, charlatans who eat religious rice are different from celebrities in the entertainment industry. Celebrities eat youth rice, and when they are old, they are basically worthless. charlatans are like old military doctors sticking on telephone poles, old fortune tellers on the roadside, etc., and they eat old men's meals. Young people don't tell you whether you have the ability or not, but you can't stop the scene when you look at them!

As if Wukong didn't see the surprised expressions on the faces of the two monks, he seemed to have no idea. He looked familiar and waved to the two of them, "Hi, have you eaten?"

The two great monks felt that they did not understand what the little monk wanted to do when hesitated for a while. After a while, the monk Yongxin, who clasped his hands together and replied, "The old monk just came here, haven't eaten yet?"

"I didn't eat well!" Wukong exclaimed, "Only by empty stomach can you enrich your soul. How about it, the two great monks, in order to enrich their souls and cultivate their sentiments, should you two follow me and run towards the sunset..."

As he said that, Wukong had already made a move toward the outside of the yard, and immediately confused the minds of the two leaders of Qiling Temple!

Okay, let’s not talk about why I was running towards the sunset with this little monk. Monk Yongxin and Monk Zhiming looked up at the rising sun. Even if I wanted to run with him, how could this new little temple master run towards the sunset this morning?

"Oh, by the way..." Wukong ran two steps and stopped and turned to look at the two of them, "Because the little monster will appear in Hangzhou recently. For the sake of world peace and the life and death of the earth, as a member of Ultraman with a brilliant bones, the important task of beating the little monster fell on my shoulders. So I am leaving Yangzhou today to go to Hangzhou. For the matter in Qiling Temple, you don't have to look for me for the time being, above!"

After saying that, Wukong slowly ran out of the canteen. Monk Yongxin and Monk Zhiming looked at each other and confirmed that, well, the other party was the same as himself, and he didn't understand a word!

Is this little temple master sure there is no problem with his head?

During the meal, there were the most monks in the canteen, so before the monk Yongxin and others finished their meal, the new little temple master was going to Hangzhou to "fight the little monsters" through Monk Fahai's mouth and reached Jiumoci's ears!

"This little temple master goes to Hangzhou?" Jiumoci was puzzled, "What did he do in Hangzhou?"

"Don't bother what he is going to do..." Monk Fahai looked excited, "I've inquired. This time he went to Hangzhou alone. None of the two monks around him would follow him! Look. Are we..."

"Fahai, haven't I told you?" Jiumoci interrupted him in a slow tone, "If you do things, don't always think about using violence. Doing things depends on your brain!"

"What do you think of, Master?"

"I heard that when the young monk came yesterday, he called Ming Xing and the others in the front yard?" Jiumoci continued to say in a slow tone.

"That's right!" Fahai's face showed a gloating expression, "Ming Xing was also stepped on directly into the mud by that little bald donkey. That look, not to mention how embarrassed he was!"

"So..." Jiumoci calmly touched the curly hair on his head. "When you think about it, Mingxing and others have such a bad temper. How can they not hold a grudge in their hearts? If... the old monk said that if, at this time, Mingxing and others knew that this small temple was mainly going to Hangzhou, what would happen?"

"They will definitely attack the road!" Fahai smiled, "If that happens, we can kill that damn little monk!"

"Do you think my purpose is to kill that little monk?" Jiumoci shook his finger, "You are wrong, Fahai, think about it, if the evidence of Mingxing and others' attacks fell into our hands 'inadvertently', then what can our Master Vina Zhiming do?"

"Oh!" Fahai gave Jiumoci a thumbs up. "Gao, how high, master, you are such a clever plan! This not only kills the little monk, but also captures the handle of that idiot Zhixing. Gao, really high!"

"Since you know how to do it, why don't you do it quickly?" Although Jiumoci was very pleasantly photographed by Fahai, he still waved at Fahai calmly. "Remember, don't let Mingxing and the others know that this matter has something to do with us!"

"Master, don't worry!" Fahai agreed, turned around and walked outside!

"Go, hurry up and try it!" Looking at Fahai's back as he went out, Jiumoci whispered, "Is this nagging little monk the master sent by Zen? You can try it out this time!"

After Wukong, who was planning to kill him secretly, came out of the canteen, ran all the way to the sunset and returned to his courtyard. After entering the door, he closed the door and closed those curious or malicious eyes outside the door!

A quarter of an hour later, at around 6 o'clock in the morning, Wukong appeared alone at the door of the yard again. He was still wearing the white monk's robe when he was having dinner in the morning, and he was still holding a tin staff in his right hand, but the difference was that there was a small package on his left hand!

"Okay, you go back, no need to send it!" Wukong waved his hand to the courtyard with a smile and said goodbye, "Don't worry, after you knock down the little monster, I will come back. You don't have to worry. For Ultraman like me, no matter what kind of little monster it is, it's a slag!"

After waved to the monk in the yard, Wukong walked towards the front yard of Qiling Temple with a small package very casually! In a yard behind Wukong, Ming Xing and several monks who had been stepped on the ground by Wukong were looking at him with hatred!

"That's right, senior brother, look, this little monk has walked towards the mountain gate. It seems that he is definitely not wrong to go to Hangzhou!" One of the monks said in a low voice!

"How is it, do we want to mess with him?" Another monk looked at Wukong's back and said with a tiring look.

"Why not!" Monk Mingxing pinched his finger, "I have never lost such a person in my life. I have to take revenge!"

"Tell me, senior brother, what are you going to do?" asked a monk with a big waist and a round waist.

"If you want me to tell me, just kill me!" A monk replied without hesitation, "You dare to step on Senior Brother Mingxing, you must mess with him in the death!"

"But..." said a cautious monk, "After all, this little monk is the temple master sent down. If we kill him, will he cause any trouble?"

"It's okay, this little monk will definitely go on the water!" The monk who proposed to kill Wukong replied without hesitation, "I have a good relationship with the people from the Baling Gang. You can borrow a boat, and then we secretly follow him. When we touch his boat tonight, we will kill him directly. The body sank into the canal. Without knowing it, what's the trouble?"

"But..." said the cautious monk, "You saw it yesterday, this little monk is quite capable of fighting!"

"What can you plan?" the monk replied without hesitation, "If he can fight, can he beat seven or eight of us by himself? Besides, if we want to mess with him, how can we not bring weapons! Brother Mingxing, what do you say?"

"Fuck it, go to death! You must kill him!" Monk Mingxing looked at Wukong's eyes with sparks, "I can't sleep if this little bald donkey doesn't die!"

ps: Well, I broke my promise again, because the wind blew overtime one night on the first night and drank the next night and drank it directly. So I can't write. Also, I would like to tell you good news. After almost two months of busyness, a case in Fenghua's hand was finally done. For a long time, I won't be as busy as before! The update is finally normal!

In addition, from tomorrow... Well, from today to next Monday, the wind can rest. Well, forget it today, the wind plans to have a good sleep for a day, so it should be a normal two-in-one chapter at night. From tomorrow, it will last for three consecutive days, and it will be 4000 yuan for debts!

Hahaha! It feels so good to sleep in without restraint! The above ps is free!
Chapter completed!