"It's not that bad. Just Once you get back to the temple, you will be separated from the benefactor. Would you like to? "

The little monk immediately shakes his head like a rattle, jumps to the ground and shrinks behind the ink lotus.

Master Kong Yin could not help giving birth to some funny thoughts. He turned to look at the tree and said, "I'm here to take Kong to a place."

The tree raised its eyebrows, and did not speak, but looked at him.

The old monk followed and said, "go to the dungeon of Dali temple."

After a moment, the tree and the old monk sat down alone in the side hall.

Their eyes fell on one big and one small couple outside the window at the same time.

By this time, Mo Lian had picked up the kid and patted him on the head.

The little monk raised his fist. He didn't know what he was talking about. His voice was high and low.

After a while, the tree took back its eyes and fell back on the old monk.

"What do you mean by what you just said?"

"You want to take the little monk to see someone in the dungeon of Dali temple?"

"As you heard, I'm here to pick up the little monk. I'm going to see someone in the dungeon of Dali temple."

The tree picked up his eyebrows without hesitation. "You want the little monk to see King Dora?"

As soon as she thought about it carefully, a few strands of suspicion slipped through her eyes.

Staring at the old monk's eyes, he became more and more confused, "you From the very beginning, when I ran into the ancient temple of changshulin, I began to calculate! "

"No, no! You misunderstood the crown princess. " The old monk hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I have been in the ancient temple in changshulin for several years. The first time I saw you, benefactor, I just thought you were very similar to Chu Yun. "

"There's really nothing else to think about."

"Even if I didn't have an idea at that time, after knowing my identity, you would naturally push the boat along the water and put the empty space beside me."

For a moment, the old monk was silent and nodded, "a monk doesn't talk about wandering. A female donor is an intelligent person when she is young. Her mind is exquisite and clear. A guess is right."

Later, he intentionally left the little monk beside the little princess, often with him.

The key to improving the relationship is to help the little apprentice. Secondly, the little princess is very tolerant. Naturally, she can protect the little monk well.

The tree raised his hand and shook it in front of him. "You old monk, you really have a good calculation!"

"What's the relationship between the little monk and the king of Dora?" In the end, the tree asked the old monk that.

……

Walking into the dungeon of Dali temple, you can see the bright color of yellow orange.

In the middle of the big iron cage, there is a powerful lion tiger totem carved on the iron column.

As soon as Xiao Heshang came into the place, he could not help leaning against the tree's legs, which was only sticky to her calves.

Mo Lian raised her hand and picked him up.

This time, the little monk didn't resist any more. Instead, he took Mo Lian's arm, climbed into his arms, and looked around carefully with big eyes.

"Master, where are we from?" The little monk asked in a sudden voice.

"We're going down to meet someone."

"Going down" The little monk suddenly put his hand around the neck of the ink lotus, and there was a little confused panic in his eyes. "There are 18 layers of hell to go down. Shifu, look at the wall, it's filled with all kinds of torture tools. It's terrible."

at the end, the voice is very rippling, and the tree can't help but draw its mouth.