Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 2014 Do you feel my love for you?

The blue light, futon, wooden fish in the house... the bald monk.

And he was a pretty handsome monk in white robe.

Besides, there is nothing in the house...This wooden house is like a box made of wooden slats.

"Goku, you are here..."

Hearing the white robe monk's words, Little Saint Brother was startled, then frowned, and then strode directly into the wooden house.

He sat cross-legged directly in front of this handsome monk and looked left and right.

"Wukong, is there something on my face that keeps you staring?" The white robe monk said with a smile at this time.

"Here... only you?" Sun Xiaosheng frowned.

"It should be." The monk nodded and said: "Since I came to this place, I have been the only one."

Sun Xiaosheng frowned again, and nodded immediately, "Well then, follow me, and I will take you away from this place."

"Where is this going? I think it's a good place, quiet." The monk shook his head, and then smiled again: "It's the same everywhere, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart."

Little Sage didn’t want to talk nonsense, so he waved his hand and grabbed the monk’s robe, and lifted the monk up... But he didn’t expect that the monk had just been mentioned. The monk couldn’t stand up, so he fell back and sat down. Down.

"You?" Sun Xiaosheng suddenly wondered...Why is this monk so weak?

The first five floors passed through, each time it gave Sun Xiaosheng a feeling of great horror. In each layer, some demon heads that were once earth-shattering were designated and locked, but this sixth layer...

"Legs are numb." The monk said embarrassedly at this time: "Sit for too long. Goku, don't worry, just wait for me to push blood."

Let's just say, this monk in white actually stretched out his hand to push his leg, and beat it lightly.

Sun Xiaosheng's face was strange, "You guy... how long have you been sitting?"

"How long..." The monk in white suddenly fell into contemplation, and he said after a while: "Wukong, what year is it now? Can the emperor return his surname Li back then?"

Sun Xiaosheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he jumped away like an electric shock. His face was full of vigilance, staring at the white-clothed monk firmly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Wukong, what's the matter with you?" The white-clothed monk looked puzzled, and suddenly realized: "Understood, Wukong, you are naughty again, you want to play role-playing games with your teacher, right?"

As he said, the monk in white turned his face straight, and suddenly there was a misty breath of immortality on his body, like a fairy, "The poor monk is the Fangcun Mountain of the Lingtai, and the three-star cave of the oblique moon. , I don't know the name of Xiongtai Gao?"

Brother Xiaosheng couldn't help staring wide.

"Amitabha Buddha." The white robe monk slowly stood up, probably because of the real numbness of his legs, staggering.

He walked straight to the front of Little Saint Brother, who instinctively retreated again and again, and suddenly hit the door panel, it was impossible to retreat.

"Brother Tai, this time, but for this thing?" The white robe monk searched for the white robes on his body at this time. After a while, he took out a golden headband that was not ordinary.

Sun Xiaosheng opened his mouth subconsciously.

The white-robed monk slowly raised the glittering golden headband in his hand, "Xiongtai, I want to remind you that after wearing this golden hoop, you are not a mortal body. You can no longer do anything about love in the world. Dip it a little bit, otherwise the golden hoop will tighten up and tighten, and it will be miserable."

"Your grandma's...what's the way? Huh?" Little Saint Brother opened his mouth.

The white robe monk suddenly stood on tiptoe, slapped his head on the little sage, and said angrily: "Okay, you Wukong, just play games for your teacher! How do you teach as a teacher? Yours, don't speak foul language!"

"You monk..." Little Saint Brother bit his demon teeth, his eyes flashed with hostility, but he sneered and blasted his punch silently.

He has never been knocked on his head by True Dragon of China!

"Wukong, you are naughty again. Although I love you as a teacher, I still have to teach you."

boom--!

As if the sky was spinning, Little Saint Brother only felt that the world was turning upside down in his own eyes, and then he slammed his head onto the wooden floor...but he was thrown directly across the shoulder by the white robe monk, and he fell heavily on the floor. .

This time, Little Saint Brother only felt his bones torn apart, and his soul could not help shaking... However, this shabby wooden floor was hit by this, and there was no loss. Although it was worn, it was still spotless.

"It hurts for the teacher!"

The Baipao monk screamed, and a fist was knocked off his belly. The little brother's eyes were about to kick out in an instant, and the internal organs all over his body seemed to twitch!

"My heart hurts!"

Belly fist!

"My heart really hurts!"

Belly fist!

"My heart, really, really hurts!"

Belly fist! !

Bang Bang Bang — Bang —! ! !

Little brother collapsed weakly on the wooden floor... What kind of experience was this?

It's probably like being punched to the legendary ghost gate, then pulled out, punched in again, and so on back and forth several times.

"My heart hurts--!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Looking at the raised fist, Little Saint Brother suddenly trembled. Although he was vomiting with foam in his mouth, he didn't care about anything, so he screamed twice.

The fist fell, and finally hovered on Little Saint's forehead... it was an inch short.

Little Saint Brother only felt his scalp numb. If this punch really hits his forehead, he felt that his entire head would burst into a paste... Little Saint Brother couldn't help but subconsciously groaned his throat.

I saw the white robe monk nodded at this time, let go of his fist, turned into a palm, and stroked the little sage’s head, saying with earnestness: "I hit you for the teacher, that's because I really love you for the teacher. Wukong, Among the few disciples, the second child has a sweet mouth. He knows the heart of being a teacher best, and he has to be happy for the teacher. Therefore, along the way, the teacher is most willing to let the second child eat more. The third child can’t speak. I can only do things silently, hard work and no resentment, natural black slaves, so I can only reluctantly let the third child do the work of the teacher. But the teacher still loves you the most, you see the previous one On the road, you don't have to worry about anything except fighting monsters. It's so comfortable, right? Are you right?"

Little Saint Brother only felt the palm of his head grasping harder and harder, as if it would squeeze his head at any time, so he paled and nodded.

"Do you feel my love for you? Goku! Do you feel it!"

"I feel that!"

"Amitabha!"

Monk Baipao finally let go of his palms, revealing a mouthful of brilliant white teeth, and even helped Little Saint Brother up.

Little Saint Brother touched his chest, only to feel a bit of bruise accumulated in his body, his huge demon power was almost beaten directly into his body, as if he was about to be beaten back to his original form... He couldn't help being shocked.

Although the white-robed monk seemed to have a handsome skin, there was no fluctuation in his strength... but he didn't expect that fist was so terrifying.

What is the origin of the white-robed monk who is on the sixth floor of the fairy tower in this town? Is it true that it was mentioned in the myth...

"By the way, Wukong, you haven't told the teacher, what year is it now, is the emperor outside still my emperor brother?" The Baipao monk suddenly asked.

Little Saint's heart trembled, he hesitated a few times, and then cautiously asked: "Dare to ask...Dare to ask the name of the elder?"

"Wukong, are you naughty again?" The white robe monk shook his head, seeing his fist raised again, blowing his eyebrows and staring: "I am a beautiful girl from the demon race on the westward road. what!"

Sun Xiaosheng felt like a bolt from the blue sky, his brain exploded in an instant, his face pale, and he muttered to himself: "You are Master Sanzang? Impossible, impossible... Westward is just a fabricated story, impossible, impossible... …"

Sun Xiaosheng was a stone monkey exploded from a spiritual stone in the mountain. He absorbed the sun and the moon in the mountain by himself, and finally condensed the demon body. Although the stone monkey was born with strong demon power and the peak of his debut, there is not no great demon on the land of China.

In the beginning, a big demon like him was actually a bit behind the big brothers of the Four Spirits of the Sky, but Sun Xiaosheng was born militant and had extraordinary fighting power, but he also made some breakthroughs on the land of the demon race. Given the name, if you really want to fight madly, even the big brothers of the four spirits of the sky can only avoid their edge.

He was not originally called Sun Xiaosheng, but his background was very similar to a certain person traveling westward in the mythology. He simply used this as a background, and he changed the name of Sun Xiaosheng himself, so that he was called his little brother. Spread prestige.

After the aura of Mount Tai broke out, Sun Xiaosheng returned to the deep mountains he had obtained, and also experienced some chance, greatly increased his strength, and entered the realm of the demon king.

He was thinking of rushing all the way to the level of the Great Demon King before he came out to be a demon. He only came out of the mountain when he suddenly received a message from Su Zijun, and later came to the sixth floor of the fairy tower in Xuanyuan Palace. .

Su Zijun, let yourself take this monk who doesn't know the way out...what's the purpose?

This monk claimed to be the Master of Sanzang, but Sun Xiaosheng knew that there was no Buddhism in this world.

...

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It's not that there is no Buddha in this world, it's just that there is no Buddha...it's not right, there are many Buddhas inherited on India soil, but that is another myth.

China does not.

There is not even a Buddhist cultivator. Since ancient times, there has only been Taoism.

Buddhism is in the world, just ordinary monks and ancient temples.

I saw that Sun Xiaosheng’s brain was chaotic at this time, squatting on the ground, one was beaten by the white robe monk’s fist to doubt life, and the other was because the information revealed in the white robe monk’s words was impacting Sun Xiaosheng’s recognition of the myth of China. know.

The Baipao monk blinked at this time, looked at his fist, and muttered: "Is it because the love for the teacher is too heavy... Wukong, how are you? Don't be scared to be a teacher!"

"I...I'm not the Wukong in your mouth." Suddenly, Sun Xiaosheng took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "I am not that monkey, my real name is Shi Xiaodang!"

"Shi Xiaodang?" The Baipao monk was stunned, then nodded and said: "Hello Brother Shi, the little bald head of the poor monk Xieyue Sanxingdong!"

"You..." Little Sage sighed slowly and got up again. Although the monk's fist was heavy, it was not enough to kill him. The demon power in his body had calmed down. After a few vibrations, The skin trauma on his body has also recovered a lot. He looked at the white robe monk and said: "This time I am entrusted by someone to take you out of this town fairy tower. You... can't you leave?"

This monk's fists are too hard, if he doesn't go, Sun Xiaosheng asks himself that he can't get rid of the other side for a while. At this time, Gongsun Wuzang and the white shirt youth in the Zhenxian Tower didn't know how the battle was going. But Gongsun Wuzang had already called for people in the palace, and the outside of the Zhenxian Tower was probably overcrowded.

Although Su Zijun gave him the key to entry, under the state of alert of the entire Xuanyuan Palace, he had ten lives and couldn't get out.

If the monk doesn't leave now, Little Saint Brother thinks that he can only leave this place first, and after going back to find Su Zijun and asking him to understand, he will consider whether to come again.

"Brother Shi has a way to leave this place?" Monk Baipao blinked his eyes and asked.

Sun Xiaosheng directly threw the compass out of his hand, "It can take us back to the first floor of the Zhenxian Pagoda. The outer gate has been opened and it is easy to get out, but the outside may be full of fighters from all parts of Xuanyuan Palace. "

"It's okay." The Baipao monk smiled at this time: "As a teacher... Oh, I have successfully dug a tunnel many years ago to ensure that I can leave without knowing it."

"Earth... authentic?" Little Saint's eyes widened again.

The monk Baipao shook his robes and said with a faint expression on his face: "I was a teacher... Oh, I was deeply trapped in the kingdom of the daughters. Those great generals, big and small, came to find me every day. The authentic ability has long been discovered by the emperor of the daughter country, and the harem is on fire!"

"You..." But looking at the fist suddenly raised by the Baipao monk at this time, Little Sage suddenly pressed his mouth, and said helplessly: "Then let's go now, I'm afraid there will be problems if I'm late."

"Brother Shi, wait, I'm going to get something next!" The Baipao monk said quickly at this time.

With that said, under the puzzled gaze of Little Saint Brother, the Baipao Monk suddenly ran to the place where the futon was.

I saw that the white robe monk first stuffed the wooden fish on the ground into the robes, then picked up the futon, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it to the back waist. Then he lay on the wooden floor paper and used his fingers to go. Buckle the wooden board on the ground.

Little Sage opened his mouth, and took a few steps forward, I saw that the white robe monk had already cut open the wooden floor at this time... The wooden floor was hidden and seamless, even if it was hit by him, there were no cracks. I really don’t know this monk. How did you pull it apart?

"found it!"

I saw that the monk Baipao took out a long wooden box with a length of a foot from a hidden grid under the wooden planks, and then put his eyes brightly into his arms, as if he was a baby. .

"What is this?" Little Saint Brother couldn't help but frown and asked.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) In the hands of the teacher, there are dozens of times more monsters who want to catch the teacher! Those female monsters are okay, at most they want to mate with the teacher, but the male monsters are going to stew me. food!"

"Yue...What is the month?"

Sun Xiaosheng suddenly screamed.

Moonlight Treasure Box? !

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PS1: Thank you for the cuteness of the boss [Unreal Promise] for handing tea.

PS2: Ding, the main task is submitted.

PS3: (1/1)

(End of this chapter)