I am a decent monk. I have taken things lightly for men and women for a long time and will not cover them up. Even if you guessed it right, so what? At the age of 270, you can think about it. You must have no energy to act when you act?

The old monk was thinking about Sun Wukong and Ao Xue, thinking to himself: These two girls are pretty, and they were also romantic when they were young, but now there is no chance.

However, this monk from Dongtu was very blessed and was still very happy to entertain him. Maybe he would have gained something else. He immediately said, "I'll ask the master to use tea."

Several novice children handed the brewed hot tea to Tang Xuanzang and his disciples. Tang Xuanzang pursed his lips and took a sip of the fragrance, which was elegant.

Sun Wukong sniffed cautiously and then took a sip. As for Ao Xue, she held it in her hand and didn't even look at it. She lowered her head and was muttering and didn't know what she was saying.

Tang Xuanzang played with the tea utensil in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim: "House home owner, this tea set is really good and makes people like it very much."

The old home owner was in a good mood after hearing this and waved his hand and said, "Where is, this remote thing in my country is not worth mentioning, and it is impossible to get the eyes of the saint monks of the Tang Dynasty. I'm afraid it's embarrassing."

Tang Xuanzang hurriedly said, "The old home owner is too modest. Even if I am the Tang Kingdom, this thing is a first-class treasure. The old home owner is so elegant that I really admire."

Wukong was drinking tea, but he was thinking in his heart that the bald donkey stick seemed to be particularly good at talking, but the joy of talking to this old man is really unbearable.

Tonight I still want to go to bed early and listen to the bald donkey telling novels.

But what does it feel like to pinch it with a small mouth? I really don’t know. When I think of this, Wukong was depressed.

The owner of the nursing home was thinking about other things: "The master came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and he must have many treasures. I wonder if he could let the old monk watch it?"

Tang Xuanzang was happy. What an old guy, he deliberately took out the tea set for this moment by putting the words of the monk little by little.

Tang Xuanzang was very cunning, and he was waiting for you to speak and immediately said, "The old master, I am not invisible to you. I can't say this treasure."

When the old monk heard this, he became more interested and asked hurriedly: Why can't you say that the old monk has always liked to appreciate all kinds of treasures in the world. If I were lucky enough to see the master's treasure today, my 100-year-old age would not be in vain."

Tang Xuanzang hesitated and said, "It's not that you can't say it, but that you will have a strange phenomenon after you say it. If the owner of the nursing home sees me, I will definitely like it. At that time, I am afraid that the owner of the nursing home will not be able to give up and will ruin the owner of the nursing home."

When the old courtyard owner heard this, he became more interested. He felt that the monk in front of him was talking arrogantly. Before he took out the thing, he said that he would like it. He immediately said, "The holy monk is confident, but he has grown up for more than two hundred years. I have seen many treasures in the world. My heart is as iron as I can. Don't worry, tell me."

"Then I'll really say it." Tang Xuanzang seemed to be making up his mind.

"Tell me!" The monks watching were all hung up and couldn't help but make excuses.

"My monk's treasure is a cassock." When Tang Xuan hid this sentence, the old monk was stunned at first, then turned to his disciples and grandsons, without saying a word.

However, the monks below burst into laughter, especially the monks laughed in the slightest exaggeration. He pointed at Tang Xuanzang with his finger and said, "I'm afraid I don't know. If it were other treasures, my ancestors might still be interested. But when it comes to cassocks, your cassocks must not be compared with my masters. The master has practiced for more than two hundred years and has at least seven or eight hundred cassocks. You should not say that your cassock is a treasure. It's so ridiculous."

"There are seven or eight hundred cassocks? You're a scam." Sun Wukong was intrigued. When he came, he said that there were hundreds of cassocks. He really wanted to take a look. If he didn't check it, he would say that he was a sacred calculation.

When the old monk saw that Wukong didn't believe it, his disciples and grandchildren diligently carried dozens of large boxes from the house, pulled out the crossbar, took out the robes from the wooden box and hung them. They waited for registration one by one, and there were as many as seven or eight hundred pieces.

Although these robes are not as good as brocade robes, they are better because of their large number, especially in Xie Yunfei's eyes, they are all contribution values! No one can be missing, they are all my own!

But in Sun Wukong's eyes, these are all garbage-like goods, and no cassock can catch her eyes.

The owner of the old courtyard shook his head and looked extremely proud. Tang Xuanzang didn't say anything. He saw Sun Wukong standing up and said arrogantly: "It's better to put away your rags. Compared with my master's robes, these kas are as uncommon as rags."

It was also quite terrifying that Wukong turned on the group ridicule mode. As soon as these words were said, the monks around him were all indignant and wanted to come forward to argue with Sun Wukong.

Only the owner of the old house became happier. He was different from others. He just kept a good cassock and was better than his own. What's the big deal? The old monk bought it.

The better the thing, the happier he was. He immediately became very interested in the cassock mentioned by Xie Yunfei.

These robes were originally a monk who had been thinking about them for a long time. Tang Xuanzang stared at Ling's dazzling array of robes, and was filled with joy.

"Holy monk, my robes are all here. Since your disciple said that I was a rag, then ask the saint monk to take your robes to us to see them, so that we can give us a long experience." The old monk said the opposite, and the meaning was very obvious. I was so enthusiastic. I showed you dozens of boxes of robes. If you don't take out your robes and look at them, it would be too unreasonable.

Tang Xuanzang felt happy, and he wanted this effect. He immediately said, "Wukong! Take the package of your master."

Wukong sat still and said to Ao Xue beside him: "Go and take your master's package."

"Why is it me?" Ao Yu protested dissatisfied. Sun Wukong was too lazy to explain to her, pinched his fist and threatened: "Are you going?"

"You are ruthless!" Ao Xue decisively gave up the struggle and explained the reason to Sun Wukong, which she must have been unable to explain. Because this female monkey has a fist that is as big as a sandbag.

Ao Xue was a smart girl. Although she was not convinced, she still took out a package from her suitcase and was about to hand it to Tang Xuanzang, but was stopped by Sun Wukong.

"Give it to me!" Wukong stretched out his hand carelessly.

Well, there were three people in the team, she couldn't beat Tang Xuanzang, so she had to bully Ao Yu, who had a smaller fist than him.

"Oh." Ao Xue had no choice but to hand the package to Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong turned around and smiled and took the package to Tang Xuanzang. He couldn't help but ask: "Damn bald donkey, what are you doing? Do you really want to compete with them for your baby?"

"What? Are you afraid?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "What are I afraid of? I am just afraid that our babies will blind their eyes."

"What I want is this effect. Wukong! You lost our bet just now. Look tonight..." Tang Xuanzang's lewd embryo was too late to discuss what happened tonight.

"The evening thing is said to be so many people now." The girl Wukong blushed and sat on the stool with her head down, ignoring Tang Xuanzang.

Tang Xuanzang laughed dryly and threw the package on the table. This casual action attracted almost all the monks' attention, especially the old courtyard owner subconsciously owed his body to the chair and stretched his neck, wanting to see how precious robes that Xie Yunfei mentioned in the treasure were to the point.

But when Tang Xuanzang saw their impatient appearance, the speed of lifting the package was getting slower and slower. He was almost like lifting the beautiful woman's head, slowly opening a corner of the package, starting a little bit first and then a little bit, almost entering a repeated cycle.

Later, when the old monk almost cursed, Tang Xuanzang finally opened the package, and a ray of light suddenly soared into the sky. The whole room was instantly covered by colorful light, almost blinding everyone's titanium dog eyes.

Tang Xuanzang was ready to block it with his hands, but Sun Wukong opened his big eyes and stared at the cassock without any reaction. The little white dragon raised his head in surprise, looked at the Jinlan cassock on the table, and said in a dripping voice: "Hey, I didn't expect Sifu to have this good thing, it's a pity."

Tang Xuanzang swept over everyone, and these poor country monks all burst into tears, their eyes red like rabbits.

Everyone was staring at the brocade robes and staring at them. They saw various gems inlaid with golden silk threads, which made the old monk feel excited and couldn't help but want to rush over and hug them in his arms.

Tang Xuanzang had long seen the greedy expression of the old courtyard owner, and he was secretly proud. If there was no such reaction, I, Tang Funghuan, would just wipe my neck.

The so-called "people die for money, birds die for food". The old courtyard owner's heart is like thousands of kittens tickling there, which is too itchy, but he just meets this bitch Tang Xuanzang.

He knew that the old monk could not hold back, but he deliberately shook the folded robe and draped it on himself. He walked around the hall for a few times, just like a male model walking on the catwalk.

Xie Yunfei was born handsome, and with a tall and big horse, he walked on the show in a brocade robe, which was a perfect result.

The old monk's eyes almost burned Tang Xuanzang to ashes, and Tang Xuanzang's purpose had already been achieved. The old dean opened his mouth and panted heavily, as if he had seen the ultimate beauty, extremely greedy.

Tang Xuanzang took off the robes carefully, folded them quickly, put them in the package, threw them to Sun Wukong, then sat down with a smile and said to the owner of the nursing home, "Owner of the nursing home, I don't know what the robes of the monk are?"

Tang Xuanzang's tone became a little frivolous, completely different from the original appearance of the mysterious holy monk. To put it bluntly, it was like a nouveau riche showing off here, but the old courtyard owner just took this trick.

The old house owner thought of the monkey just now, and it was really wrong. If such a treasure was compared with his seven or eight hundred robes, his own things would be really rags.
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