"Female Tan Yue!" Wukong also looked at the little loli who tried hard to pretend to be an adult, "I have already made a Buddhist sect, so I can only let down the beauty of you, Tan Yue, for your body."

Then, Wukong looked at the little loli who was still confused, and held back his smile and continued, "Of course, if you insist on your promise, Xiaoniao is not the kind of person who insists on rejecting others' kindness. But Xiaoniao is only five years old now, Xiaoniao, you should go home and wait for Xiaoniao for ten years before talking about it!"

"What are you saying? Who wants to promise you a good person? You little bald!" After hearing Wukong's answer, the loli immediately jumped three feet high, and the serious look he pretended to disappear immediately. "I'm not planning to thank you because you saved my life, let alone give me a promise. You can think of it. Of course, you have made more or less credit when I encounter difficulties, so I just plan to give you some money as a reward."

"Isn't it?" Wukong looked strange, "I read the book that after a woman was saved by a man, she couldn't repay her, so she promised her body. It turned out that you don't have this plan, but you want to use money to send me away. Alas, these days, there are still people who think that their lives can be calculated by money."

"I tell you, little loli, you use money to send me away. This is a naked insult to Xiaozi." Wukong smiled and looked at the loli Dong Xiaowan who had already started to grit his teeth. He changed his mouth, "But my Buddha once said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? No problem, I accept your insult. Then little loli, tell me, how much is your life worth?"

After hearing what Wukong said, the angry little loli felt a little depressed. How much should I say this? If I say less, it seems that I am worthless, but if I say too much, I may not have that much.

After much trouble, when the little loli finally thought about a number that she might be able to take out in her heart, she was surprised to find that there was nothing in front of her, and the little monk who should have stood in front of him didn't know where. The little loli looked around strangely, but still couldn't find any little monk's figure.

"No need to look for it, little princess!" An old voice came from behind the little loli, "That little master has already returned to Dalin Temple, and it's time for us to set off."

"Huh, why did he leave?" the little loli asked back strangely, "I haven't told him how much money to give him?"

Just as the little loli finished saying this, he heard a plop from the woods. Then, an old man in his fifties rubbed his waist and walked out. "My little princess! Haven't you seen it yet? The little monk didn't plan to ask you for any money."

"If you don't plan to ask for money, why should he ask me to tell him how much my life is worth?"

The old man asked the sky speechlessly. Could it be that any little bald donkey is teasing you such a shameless thing, I will tell you?

"But……"

"Nothing is true," the old man quickly interrupted the little loli's words, "Little Princess, if you didn't run around in the morning, how could you be discovered by the Mingfeng Guard? You know, the King of Jin is only your bloodline left. If you have any more, let me have the face to meet the King of Jin under the Nine Springs."

"Okay, okay!" The little loli said to the old man impatiently, "I understand, we can leave now!" As he said that, the little loli turned his head and looked in the direction of Dalin Temple, then waved his little fist vigorously.

You annoying little bald man, wait and see!

At this time, Wukong was in a good mood because he had teased Loli for a long time and had already returned to the mountain gate of Dalin Temple with a relaxed song. Just when he had just walked into the mountain gate and was about to go back to his residence to take a nap. Well, or to go to a little meditation for a while, he heard a familiar voice coming.

"Uncle Master, uncle, Master Daoxin asked you to go to his place after you come back."

What? Master Daoxin looked for me? After hearing this news, Wukong's first reaction was that something must have been wrong. But Wukong thought about it carefully and said, "It's not right. He is a model good baby during this period and has never done anything bad. Did Master Daoxin find himself because he discovered something about him?

That's right, I have basically never done anything bad. Of course, imitating the handwriting of General Gai Yanju and then reporting someone to affair with Li Tang in the name of General Gai Yanju is absolutely not a bad thing. You should know that since I am a commoner of Liang Kingdom now, I cannot ignore the fact that someone wants to subvert the foundation of Liang Kingdom.

Similarly, with the help of Cui Yinning, he did the bandits who sneaked into Dalin Temple for several hours in the middle of the night, which is certainly not a bad thing. Of course, HP also helped a little bit. Could it be that HP accidentally let it go? But even if HP misses it, it doesn’t matter. After all, his starting point is for the harmony and long-term stability of Dalin Temple. Can it be considered a bad thing to be brave? Obviously not!

Of course, compared with the above good things, it is even more and more that the matter of secretly getting a lot of opium for yourself is no longer considered a bad thing. You should know that poppy is not toxic and has no side effects. It is included in medical books and is a good medicine for treating dysentery. As a compassionate monk, is this a bad thing to prepare some medicines to save people for yourself?

So, what did Master Daoxin look for him? While repeatedly pondering the good things he had done during this period, Wukong walked towards Master Daoxin's Zen Room.

After leaning the Zen Staff in his hand against the door, Wukong did not rush to knock on the door. Instead, he carefully sorted out his clothes on his body. When he confirmed that his image was perfect, he raised his head and knocked on the door gently twice.

"Come in!"

"Thank you, Master!" Wukong answered respectfully, picked up his Zen Staff, then pushed open the door and walked in, turned around and closed the door, then gently leaned the tin staff in his hand against the door, then turned around and knelt down on a cushion under the head of Master Daoxin.

"Wukong, come, let me introduce you to you." Today's Master Daoxin seemed particularly happy. "This is my first disciple, my Dharma name Hongren. Last year, my Dharma name was sent to Huangmei, Qizhou to be the prison temple of Zhengjue Temple, so you have never seen it. Hongren, this is my new disciple, my Dharma name Wukong."

Hongren, is the bald head in front of you Hongren, the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism?

The masters of Shenxiu and Huineng created the two gates of Zen Buddhism, occupying the entire Zen world of faith in southern China, and Hongren, one of the few eminent monks in Chinese history?

Wukong touched his little bald head. Should I get a piece of paper and let him sign me first, just like Master Daoxin?

psl: Ah! Good news, the wind blows over the next week and goes to Sanjiang. The wind blows the application once and passes it. Hahahaha! Those who travel through the magic horse can no longer stop me!

Please give your collection and recommendation tickets to the Wind to celebrate. Don’t give the Wind face, but smash it hard!
Chapter completed!