Chapter 391: : Don't get lost

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The people on the street ran back home, there was no guest in the restaurant, the guy stood at the door, yawning boring.
"This thunder is really terrifying."
He looked at the light in the distance.
At this time, a kind-hearted old monk came with a little monk from the empty street.
"Open today?"
The old monk asked the restaurant folks.
"Yes, please, please."
The dude stunned and immediately asked them to enter the store.
"What do the elders want?"
The man asked while he was on the tea.
"Come thirty gimmicks."
The old monk said.
"no problem!"
The folks have gone to the kitchen, this monk can really eat, although the steamed bread is not a valuable thing, but thirty is also a lot.
"Master, will that relic really come here?"
When the little monk looked around without a person, he asked the old monk.
"I will come."
The old monk Donglai came to the Buddha and smiled and replied: "The Buddha's calculations are unparalleled. Since he has let us wait here, it is definitely right."
"Oh."
The little monk nodded and then asked: "The battle outside is so intense, why did mortals not find it?"
"There are great supernaturals who have shielded the battle there."
The Buddha came to the East to answer, and then frowned slightly: "But it is not the great emperor."
He looked at the place and had some doubts in his eyes.
In addition to Gou Chen, the Huaguo Mountain also sent someone to come over?
He did not find the answer, but he felt that a familiar monk came in from the gate.
"Golden scorpion."
When the Buddha came to the east, how could Jin Zizi be here?
But very quickly, he dismissed this judgment again: "No, that is not a golden scorpion."
The monk who is exactly the same as the golden scorpion is straight and walks in the city without any obstacles. No one is leading the way. This is something that Jin Zizi can't do.
The Buddha from the East sensed that the young monk was getting closer and closer, and the man came up with a hoe.
"Elder, your hoe... eh?"
The buddy saw another monk appearing outside and immediately ran out: "This elder, traveling, will you come to eat something?"
"it is good."
The monk nodded.
He followed the buddy into the restaurant.
"Give me a few dishes of vegetarian food, and then give some fruit wine. Is there peach wine here?"
"Yes, there!"
The guy nodded quickly.
He went down to the peach wine, and the monk drank there alone.
"The golden scorpion doesn't drink alcohol, it's really not him."
The East came to Buddha to think about it, and then put away the sight.
He had just eaten a few hoes, and suddenly a strong wind blew from the outside, flying the roof with great enthusiasm.
The restaurant guy screamed and squatted on the floor, the beam of the roof broke from the top of his head and fell.
When the Buddha came to the east, he raised his hand and just wanted to save people. A strange shadow appeared suddenly next to the man. When he waved his hand, he removed the pillar.
After the smoke of the restaurant was dispersed, no one was injured here.
"It turned out to be him."
The Buddha from the East knows who is hiding the battle.
"Who are you talking about? Master."
The little monk asked.
"Qinghua the Great."
East came to the Buddha to answer.
There is always a fight in the battle, but there are thousands of Qinghua emperors here, so don't worry about hurting mortals.
The Buddha from the East once again turned his eyes to the young monk who was drinking.
When the roof was smashed, some rubble fell to the monk, and the monk did not see it. There was a Buddha light blocking the rubble.
That person is not a mortal.
Some of the Buddhas in the East have not seen this monk.
But he knows that this monk's Dharma is so deep that he may not lose to Kim Jong-il.
Who is it?
The Buddha from the East came to look for it in memory, but he could not find anyone he knew.
He knew the Buddha Buddha in Lingshan, but he had never seen such a person.
He stood up and walked toward the young monk.
"Where did the elders come from?"
The Eastern Buddha asked politely.
"East China Sea."
The monk replied.
The Buddha’s heart came to the east, and then sat down next to the monk and chatted with him.
The two talked about some Buddhist scriptures. The young monk’s Dharma was very deep, and the East came to the Buddha to have a very happy time.
However, in the vagueness, he found that the monk had a disdain for the current Dharma.
"Is it him?"
There is speculation in the heart of the Buddha.
In addition to the golden scorpion in the East China Sea, only one person’s Dharma has such rumors.
"Master."
At this time, the little monk pulled the sleeves of Ladong to Buddha and whispered in his ear: "The lanterns of the Buddha are bright."
"Oh."
The Buddha came to the east and glanced at the human pocket at the waist.
There is a lantern from the Buddha in the bag, and when the world's relics are approaching, they can make a sense of light.
The East came to the Buddha to get up and leave.
"The Buddha is really magical."
The young monk suddenly spoke up and said: "The bodhisattvas are just a blind eye. He has already figured out where the relics passed, and let you wait here."
The Buddha came back to the East: "Is Sun Wukong also expected?"
He tried it.
"Inferiority here is the answer."
The monk replied.
"Amitabha."
The Buddha from the East couldn’t help but smile: "The test of the Three Realms is really not what I can predict."
As a god, he did not see how Sun Wukong and the Buddha calculated this plan.
"Is it also a of the Buddha?"
The Buddha from the East couldn’t help but think of it.
But now he wants to determine the identity of the young monk.
"The elders are better off returning to Lingshan with me."
The Buddha from the East said to the monk: "With the way of the elders, you will be able to get reused by the Buddha."
"The Buddha's coffin can't be carved."
The monk shook his head: "The Emperor of Heaven looks at the future with awe, and the Buddha is stagnant. You are the Buddha of the future, and you should walk with the Emperor."
The Buddha from the east came to his face and turned and left.
The young monk then rose and left with him.
The Buddha came to the east to cast him, but when he walked outside the city, he saw the monk sitting on a tree stump and his eyes flashed.
The eyes of the Buddha in the East are slightly stunned: "Who are you?"
"Don't you already know?"
The monk replied.
"You are Sun Wukong."
The Buddha came to understand in the east, then narrowed his eyes: "How did you get past the Buddha?"
When he left Lingshan, the Buddha said that he and Sun Wukong would not act. When they moved, they would be perceived by the other party and trigger conflicts in advance.
Since Sun Wukong is here, he has passed the discovery of the Buddha on his behalf.
"Are you..."
The Buddha from the East suddenly understood: "You borrowed the golden scorpion!"
The expression of the monk suddenly sank.
"The Emperor will not do this kind of thing."
He replied: "I am a golden scorpion."
When the Buddha came to the east, he showed a look of ghosts.
"Golden scorpion, are you alone?"
"Yes."
"No lost?"
"..."
Jin Zizi fell into a long silence.
I clearly haven't changed my face. How can this Buddha come to the wrong place?
Isn't your face less than lost?
Some of the golden scorpions were hit.