Tang Sanzang glanced at the room suspiciously, and after saying that, without waiting for Qin Ran's consent, he barged in.
Qin Ran was speechless, why do these people all have the same moral character?
After Tang Sanzang entered the house, he first opened the window on the side and saw the big luminous pearl. He suddenly asked in surprise: "Master Qin, what is going on with this folding fan and the luminous pearl? I have never seen you before, Mr. Qin." Do you have these two treasures?"
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"Why are you asking so many questions? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with what we just talked about, right?" Kieran said impatiently.
Tang Sanzang looked around the room, always feeling that something was wrong. The room of a grown man was filled with a very nice aroma.
Qin Ran said helplessly, "Don't worry, no monsters dare to break in here yet."
Only then did Tang Sanzang feel relieved, clutching his stomach and gritting his teeth, he said:
"There is something weird about that golden relic. The poor monk was tricked by them. If he had known about it, he would not have listened to Wu Jing's words."
He had diarrhea for a day, and he felt like he was almost exhausted. Those bastards in Buddhism were really indifferent and tried to torture him.
"Now that the medicinal properties of the golden elixir have been resolved, there will be no side effects, so he should be worried." Qin Ran advised.
"You have been resting in the room, and I haven't seen you. It's better for me to look elsewhere."
"What's next?" Mr. Qin asked next. It's not unusual for monsters to stare at me. There are fewer monsters who want to eat my flesh on the journey to the west. But if you want the plan to succeed, the most important thing is to attract the attention of Buddhism, otherwise it will be in vain.
"Oh? There's nothing we can do?" Mr. Qin's eyes narrowed, his blood surged, and he suddenly became excited.
Qin Ran saw Mr. Qin finally leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and was about to open the cabinet door when he heard another burst of slow footsteps inside.
"Little Master, please worry, you haven't run out of sure-fire strategies that time. As long as he does it according to your method, he can succeed." Meng Jia suddenly raised his voice and vowed,
"Girl, you came here late at night. Do you have any advice? Qin Ran asked with a smile on his face. Are those spider spirits colluding with each other? Come one by one to prove it.
"What should this poor monk do?"
Meng Jia explained, "In the small hall during the day, the centipede spirit was poisoned, but it was poisoned by you. Now its power is small, and when Earth Dao took action, his heart was killed by Sun Wukong and us. Everything can be done." It’s all over.”
Is it over yet?
"Young Master, he is bad." The little spider spirit turned around and saw the door was closed tightly. He punched Qin Ran hard with his pink fist and said angrily, but a smile appeared on his eyebrows.
"But as far as you know, this fat-headed snake came to that Taoist temple just after a long time. It is related to the centipede spirit and the spider spirit. Its origin is extremely suspicious. He will definitely fall into my hands."
"Miss?" In the cabinet, the two spider spirits looked at each other in confusion.
Meng Jia was already surprised by this, so she waited for the other party to take action and closed the door tightly.
Qin Ran was like a magic stick who gave special guidance, "Young master must be worried. This fat-headed snake has been targeting him for a long time. He will definitely come tonight. You can take care of me casually. He only needs to create a little bit for this centipede spirit." Just chance."
Mr. Qin felt relieved after hearing that. I still trust Qin Ran quite a lot. Even if you are beaten by a group of spider spirits next time, it is still a good-natured cooperation. The starting point is bad, but it was broken by Pilan Po Bodhisattva in the past.
The two chatted for a while, and then Mr. Qin expressed his intention and begged: "Tang Sanzang, for the sake of the lifelong happiness of this poor monk, he must help you that time!"
I saw Mr. Qin, the stinky monk, being very happy when he heard this. Sometimes he was meditating, sometimes laughing, sometimes nodding his head, as if he was intoxicated.
The little spider spirit looked around, "This is good and bad. I don't have anything I want to ask you about. It's not windy inside, so let's talk outside the house."
Qin Ran said coquettishly, I am the one who is closed, and he will be closed later. Why are you being pretentious?
"This monkey really doesn't know what to do, and Wu Jing is good enough to do small things. The poor monk will go to our room later and give us some guidance."
Yu Ruoyan gritted her teeth and was about to turn into a bug and fly over, but she saw Master Qin stand up and leave in a hurry.
Mr. Qin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly understood the meaning of Qin Ran's words. The fat-headed snake was a spy of the Buddhist sect.
Facing the seven female demons today, if he hadn't been resourceful and brave, and displayed his self-created "unparalleled magical power" at the critical moment, he would have suffered a long time ago.
Kieran said tactfully.
"Young Master, I'm really hiding this from you. One of these two Taoist priests is a little centipede and the other is a little fat snake. The reason why we received you so coldly is because we have been keeping an eye on him for a long time." Qin Ran pressed forward. The voice said, and he flicked two fingers to draw a barrier around the two of them.
Qin Ran's expression changed and he said, "Of course I can tell."
"Really? It's too loud. Wait for you to use the magic of change and quietly go over to find out."
Mr. Qin asked consciously, "What's the hidden danger?"
The little spider spirit asked with a smile, "Master, have you ever seen your seventh sister and seventh sister?"
“There is no hidden danger yet.”
Yu Ruoyun asked slowly: "Seventh sister, what are we going to say? Does he read it?"
Meng Jia shook his head and spoke with concern: "The young master must be worried. When you besiege the python spirit, the centipede spirit will definitely be patient and show up in the chaos."
Qin Ran opened the door and saw a beautiful man standing at the door. He was wearing a light blue smoked gauze skirt with a pink gauze underneath. He had a graceful appearance and a sweet smile. He was obviously a little spider spirit.
A bad voice sounded, "Is Tang Sanzang here?"
Mr. Qin nodded, deeply convinced.
Master Qin looked scratched, "But you know where this centipede spirit lives."
"How does he know? I'm afraid it's that complicated, right?" Mr. Qin questioned, I am the great Buddhist sect and I am not so bad-hearted. I only tormented me once and then let me go.
After saying that, he waited for Meng Jia to refuse, then pushed open another door and walked out.
Qin Ran glanced at me, "Nonsense, how can you be so vague about the effect of the medicine you gave me? Of course I will tell you that. I will only try to increase the monk's hatred for Buddhism." .
In the cabinet, the fire of the four hexagrams of the two spider spirits was burning brightly. Their mental power was low and their concentration was low. Their ears were pressed tightly against the cabinet door, but they could not hear anything. They could only see the two people here through the cracks in the cabinet. The diplomat whispered and kept mumbling,
In the box, the two spider spirits listened to Tang Sanzang's complaints and looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces. What kind of relic elixir? This doesn't seem to have the slightest connection with the immoral things this dead monk did, right?
"What’s wrong with you?"
