As a result, he became an old hooligan in the eyes of the other party...

The old man continued, "Monkey, this is really just a misunderstanding."

Tang Sanzang said, "Misunderstanding? This broken weather is obviously foggy, so where does the moon shine and the stars are sparse, and the wind is light and the clouds are scattered?"

After saying that, Tang Sanzang looked up and was stunned.

I saw that the clouds and mists were actually dissipating in the sky, a bright moon was hanging high, and stars were dotted in the sky...

Looking at the peach blossoms in front of me, green bamboos are everywhere, three or five thatched houses, five or six clean oil lamps.

A pool of water reflects the sky, and the moonlight is like a croaking frogs.

This scenery is really poetic...

Just as Tang Sanzhan was enjoying the scenery, a burst of people talking and laughing came from afar.

Then someone exclaimed: "The Eighteenth Duke has invited the Holy Monk!"

While speaking, three old men walked out. The one in front had silver-white hair, the second one was green-swept, and the third one was sparse hair...

Although the appearance and clothes of the three of them were different, they were all full of energy and energetic.

The three of them came hand in hand, and they had a bit of the literary style while chatting and laughing.

However, this scene fell in Tang Sanzang's eyes, and only saw three vulgar old men, holding hands and walking over with malicious intentions.

Tang Sanzang protected the chrysanthemum with one hand and clenched his fists with the other, thinking: As long as they dare to touch and search for themselves, they will immediately send them to the west with one punch!

The three old men obviously didn't know what Tang Sanzang was thinking. They walked closer and said at the same time: "Greetings to the Holy Monk of the Tang Dynasty!"

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone with a smile, Tang Sanzang hummed as a gift, waiting for the following text.

At this time, the Eighteenth Duke climbed up from the ground and smiled and said, "Holy Monk, we really have no malice."

I just heard that the holy monk is a great monk and a good person of ten generations…”

Tang Sanzang interrupted with a hell, "Eat a piece of meat forever, right?"

The Eighteenth Duke was stunned, then shook his head and said, "Holy Monk, you really misunderstood us. Although we are monsters, we only love the talent and knowledge of this world.

I heard that the holy monk had a Taoist wise man and was very talented, so I was here to wait and just want to see you."

Tang Sanzang said with an oh, "I've seen you all, goodbye!"

After saying that, Tang Sanzang didn't look back and just covered his butt and retreated step by step.

Obviously, this guy didn't believe the words of the Eighteenth Duke at all. In his eyes, these vulgar old men with bad intentions were just some old hooligans and perverts, just waiting for him to turn back to pick up soap.

The Eighteenth Duke was speechless, but he continued, "Holy Monk, we just want to talk about poetry and Taoism with you, and talk about the Zen method. I really have no other thoughts."

The other three old men also spoke one after another: "Holy Monk, we really have no malice."

Looking at the sincere expressions of the four old men, Tang Sanzang asked tentatively: "You... are really not a manly style?"

The four old men were speechless again.

The Eighteenth Duke smiled bitterly and said, "Holy Monk, we don't like men either."

Tang Sanzang was relieved and coughed dryly, "It's good if you don't like men, what do you guys call me?"

The Eighteenth Duke quickly introduced: "The white-haired fellow Taoist is named Gu Zhigong, the green-haired fellow Taoist is called Lingkongzi, and the sparse-haired fellow Taoist is named Fu Yunsou. My name is Jinjie, and I am called Eighteenth Duke."

Tang Sanzang looked at the old men and said, "Uh... Just look at your hair, you will know that the few of them are not young, aren't they?"

Gu Zhigong smiled and said:

"My year has passed through thousands of years and has been filled with leaves and spring in all four seasons.

The fragrant branches are lush and the dragon and snake-like, and the broken shadows are heavy with frost and snowy body.

Since childhood, I have been strong and capable of aging, and from now on I am upright and happy to practice the truth.

The phoenix is ​​a phoenix that lives in extraordinary people, and is far away from the world."

When Lingkongzi saw Gu Zhigong open his mouth, he wrote a poem and immediately agreed:

"I have been proud of the wind and frost for thousands of years, and the strength of the high-stem spiritual branches is strong.

The night is quiet and sounds like raindrops, and the autumn shade is like clouds.

The secret to immortality has been obtained by the root of the root, so it is better to be patient than to be old.

The cranes and dragons are not ordinary people, and the vastness is so cool that they are close to the fairyland."

Fu Yunsou was not behind, so he immediately recited a poem:

"There are thousands of years of waste in the cold, and the old scenery is clearer and quieter.

It is not mixed with hustle and bustle, and it is always cold and flows through frost and snow.

The seven sages talk together as couples, and the six sages sing to reward friends.

The jade knocks on gold is not trivial, but natural emotions and fairy travel."

The Eighteen Lord of Jinjie smiled and said:

"I have been around for more than a thousand years, and I am so virtuous and polite.

I am pitiful that the power of rain and dew generates, and that I can borrow the opportunity to create fortunes in the world.

The wind and smoke in all valleys are the only one that is strong, and the four seasons are falling to make me miserable.

Zhang Cuiying stayed with the cyclamen, and played the piano and preached the sermon."

The four of them shook their heads and said a poem by one person, and then looked at Tang Sanzang with anticipation.

It seems that I am waiting for the praise from this Tang Dynasty monk...

However, after waiting for a long time, they only saw a pair of dazed eyes staring under a bare braised egg.

The Eighteenth Duke couldn't wait and asked, "Saint Monk, what do you think of the poems we made?"

Tang Sanzang stared at them with a foolish look on his face and said, "I'll ask you how old you are. What are you talking about? Can we speak well?"

The four old men were stunned and looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes. Is this bald man too arrogant?

He actually trampled on our poems like shit!

The Eighteenth Duke wanted to save some, so he mocked himself: "The holy monk looks down on our poems... I think about it, how can our poems in the mountains and fields reach the holy monks of the Tang Dynasty? We are still comparing with the four old men of the Han Dynasty, claiming to be the four gods."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang subconsciously took three steps back, covered his chrysanthemum, and exclaimed: "You are not old perverts? Sifuck, you want to come to the group!"

Everyone was speechless, what did this mean?

Fu Yunsou angrily patted his thigh and shouted: "Saint Monk, you misunderstood. The four exercises we are talking about are moral integrity and noble character, not... not the sports you are talking about!"

Tang Sanzang looked at the four old men suspiciously. Seeing that the four old men were almost blowing up their faces, he covered his anus and said, "Okay, I believe you first, but don't get close to me!"

The four old men snorted, wishing they could slap this thing that deserves a beating!

Ling Kongzi said with a slight smile: "I wonder how old you are this year?"

Fu Yunsou immediately added: "Since the holy monk looks down on our poems, why not make a poem for us to have a long experience? Let us introduce ourselves by the way?"

Everyone cheered in unison.

Tang Sanzang was stunned.

He is good at fighting and driving, but he really can't write this poem!

However, this guy is also a genius. After careful consideration of the poems mentioned by several old men just now, it seems that they are just some use of words... He can't understand the details, but it seems that it's enough to rhyme.

He can try this!
Chapter completed!