The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 36 Putting down the butcher knife and getting married immediately
When Daoran said the word return to vulgarity, not only Zhu Ying was stunned, but everyone present showed expressions of disbelief.

How could it be possible to agree? Shouldn't he justly refuse?How the majestic monk can be so easily fascinated by beauty, this is not a test, others just mentioned it.

The sugar-coated shells didn't come over, and they were still stuffed in the barrel, so why did they run away with the barrel on their shoulders?

Shock, puzzlement, envy, contempt, anger... Various emotions emerged in everyone's hearts.

But Daoran seemed to be completely unaffected by passers-by, and took out a copper bowl from his wide monk robe, and said to Zhu Ying, "Your monk has no long possessions, so I will take the copper bowl given by my teacher as a betrothal gift."

When everyone heard this, they were even more stunned. It's fine for you to return to secular life and marry a wife, and you still use the copper bowl given by your master as a betrothal gift. Wouldn't your master beat you to death with a copper bowl?

Before he knew it, Zhu Ying's little hand had been grasped by Dao Ran, and the unpretentious copper bowl was right in front of him.

Zhu Ying subconsciously glanced at the copper bowl, although it looked ordinary, but for some reason she felt a chill in her heart, as if there was something unclean hidden in the copper bowl.

Ordinary people may not feel it, but in the eyes of practitioners, evil things like ghosts are still easy to recognize.

Zhu Ying's face suddenly changed drastically. Could it be that the little monk has already seen through it?

It must be, this copper bowl is his magic weapon, and it is clear that he wants to plot against himself.

At this moment, the distance between the two was less than two feet. Seeing the smile on Daoran's face, Zhu Ying didn't feel the slightest bit of Buddhist compassion, only endless cruelty.

What a cunning and vicious monk, he is simply more terrifying than a killer like her.

Now that it has been exposed, it cannot wait any longer, and must act first.

Zhu Ying's wrist turned into a phantom, not only breaking free from Dao Ran's hand, but also adding a poisonous dagger, stabbing toward Dao Ran's chest at a very fast speed.

As long as a wound is drawn, the little monk will surely die.

It's just that Daoran reacted faster, before the dagger touched his clothes, Daoran blocked it with a copper bowl.

A soft clang woke up all the passers-by who were still immersed in complicated emotions.

By the time everyone reacted, Dao Ran and Zhu Ying had turned into two phantoms, fighting together.

Zhu Ying's figure was swift, and the dagger in her hand was as sensitive as a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. She did not seek to hit the vital point, but only to injure the enemy.But every attack would be firmly blocked by Daoran with the copper bowl, and as long as Zhu Ying paused for a moment, a ghostly ghost claw would protrude from the copper bowl and grab her.

Although Zhu Ying was confident in her own speed, she was a little more apprehensive.Not only did this little monk see through her schemes at a glance, his own martial arts skills were not weak, and he also had a ghost by his side. The combination of these things was too weird.

This doesn't look like a monk at all, more like an evil monk disguised as a monk.

After several times of strong attacks to no avail, Zhu Ying felt like retreating.Otherwise, if the delay continues, the fast-moving officials in Hangzhou City will help, and Zhu Ying will be suppressed by the luck of the court.

Daoran seemed to see what Zhu Ying was thinking, and waved the copper bowl more anxiously, incorporating the Arhat Fist that had been around for more than ten years, to suppress Zhu Ying with all his strength.

Seeing that it was difficult for Zhu Ying to get out, she gritted her silver teeth, and the clothes behind her turned into rags and flew away, and her speed skyrocketed.

Daoran was completely suppressed by Zhu Ying's explosive clothes transformation, and had no choice but to take the initiative to back away.

The strange thing is that Zhu Ying didn't continue to chase, but jumped onto the railing of the bridge with a little tiptoe.

"What a cunning little monk." Zhu Ying said coldly.

Dao Ran looked at the woman again, only to see a large piece of purple-black carapace exposed from her broken upper body, and four sharp claws grew from her back.

It was those four sharp claws that attacked together just now, forcing Daoran back.

"It turned out to be a spider spirit." Dao Ran said calmly.

Seeing that Daoran didn't show the slightest shock, Zhu Ying said angrily: "As expected, you knew a long time ago that the dignified monk has such a small trick to deceive people?! The promised monks don't lie?!"

"Amitabha, everything this little monk said is true. If the benefactor is willing to put down the butcher's knife, this little monk will naturally be willing to marry you right away. When the time comes, let's get married." Daoran said to Zhu Ying.

Dao Ran's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and once again made the onlookers express their emotions.

"It turns out that the holy monk has long seen through the identity of this monster, so he made false claims with her."

"We all misunderstood the holy monk."

"The holy monk said that he was willing to return to vulgarity because of this monster. Is it true?"

"Is it too late to be a butcher now?"

……

These are the voices of the heart, no one will say it, but you can guess what they are thinking just by looking at their expressions.

When Zhu Ying heard Daoran's words, she wished she could tear his face off with her claws.

Why put down the butcher knife, the little monk was uneasy and kind from the beginning, he didn't expect not only to fail in the assassination, but also to be played by the little monk.

No wonder Li Feng would die. When encountering such a ruthless character, a half-hearted monk like Li Feng really deserved to die.

"Hmph, I underestimated you today, but next time you won't be so lucky." After Zhu Ying said this, she wanted to escape from this place.

Daoran laughed and said, "Where did the lady escape?!"

Behind Daoran, the Buddha's light was shining, and something flew out of the golden halo, hitting Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying's eight eyeballs took a closer look, and it turned out to be a giant python thicker than a water tank, its pitch-black scales were dull, and its bloody mouth was big enough to swallow her whole.

This giant python is naturally Mou Zhixuan, and with Daoran's relationship with him, he can get a response almost as soon as he thinks about it.

Daoran's spell-holding attribute is getting higher and higher, and his understanding of the Tianlong Babu amulet is getting stronger and stronger. This summoning is only in the blink of an eye.

Facing Mou Zhixuan's vicious attack, Zhu Ying squeezed a formula with both hands, opened her small mouth lightly, and blew out large white silk threads.

As a spider spirit, spinning silk is her natal supernatural power.

This silk thread is thinner than hair and tougher than steel wire. Once it gets stuck, no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of it.

But Zhu Ying still underestimated how the dragons summoned by Dao Ran, the majestic dragons of the Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragons, could be bound by this little spider web.

I saw a puff of black smoke coming out of Mou Zhixuan's mouth. When the white spider silk collided with the smoke, thick smoke immediately came out and was corroded.

Zhu Ying didn't expect this giant python to have such a means, so she fell backwards in a hurry.

Zhu Ying was originally standing on the railing, but this time she fell into the West Lake.

Mou Zhixuan took an empty shot, but immediately jumped into the West Lake.

In an instant, the surface of the lake was filled with white waves, and two black shadows chased each other in the water.

Daoran stood by the bridge and observed carefully.

Mou Zhixuan, as a member of the dragon group, felt like returning home in the water, and his strength was several times stronger than that on the shore. It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with this little monster.But just when Daoran thought that the battle was a sure thing, hundreds of golden lights suddenly erupted above the West Lake.

Countless paper cranes flew out, pulling out a large piece of golden thread, which is dazzling even in daytime.

Mou Zhixuan's huge body was pushed into the air by the golden paper crane, and the golden thread wrapped around Mou Zhixuan tightly bound him.Although the golden thread failed to cut through Mou Zhixuan's scales, it still made him unable to move.

Zhu Ying emerged from the water, at this time she was very embarrassed, three of the sharp claws behind her were broken, and she was gushing blood, and her body was also full of scars.

"Within half a month, I will definitely take your life, little monk Daoran, just wait!" Zhu Ying left these words and plunged into the lake.

After a long time, those golden threads disappeared due to exhaustion of mana, and Mou Zhixuan, who was trapped in midair, crashed into the lake with a bang.After a while, Mou Zhixuan emerged from the water, and said very annoyedly: "If I didn't have only one billionth of the mana of my body, how would a mere little monster dare to run amok!"

Daoran: ...

Does this sound so familiar?

(End of this chapter)