The old monk was also a little speechless, and patiently explained to the little apprentice, "it's not the eighteenth level hell."

"What's more, where can there be 18 layers and 19 layers of hell? Hell is not hierarchical, that is, regional issues. " The old monk snorted, and could not help saying two words to his apprentice, "I usually ask you to do more homework without delaying your study. As a result, you are used to being lazy. Even one thousandth of the essence of Buddhism has not been understood. Naughty, naughty! "

"Master, I have to do it every morning and evening. I don't believe you to ask the benefactor."

Seeing the little monk's finger pointing, the benefactor was just dazed. "Don't you usually sit together in the morning, middle and evening classes. Have you finished tomorrow morning's class tonight? "

when the old monk heard this, he could not help blowing his beard and staring," you must be lazy and sleepy again. You can't get up in the morning to do morning classes. "

The little monk flattened his mouth and quickly retracted his head. He said nothing.

"Master, benefactor, benefactor and her husband, can you tell me who I am going to meet?"

"To see your grandfather." Trees meditate for seconds, then tell the truth.

The child's mental age is different from that of ordinary children. He has the right to know about it.

Who expected that the little monk opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "my grandfather? Do you have a grandfather? "

Why don't you have a grandfather? Where did your father come from? Where did you come from without a father.

The arbor looked at the kid's face, and couldn't help lifting his hand and pinching his face. "Yes, your grandfather is your grandfather, you are you. After meeting him later, you can't believe anything he said. "

the little monk's little expression," he is a bad man? "

"He is a traitor." The tree nodded slightly.

The little monk still understood the word "Treason", and he could not help but take a little surprise in his eyebrows. "Is that bad old man trying to drag me into the water?"

Everyone:

The child's ability to draw inferences from one instance is too strong. They haven't disclosed too much information to him yet. The child has broken the mystery by himself.

Mo Lian holds the little monk, floats down to the bottom of the water prison, pats the little monk's head and says, "you don't have to be afraid of this person, you can reply as you like."

The little monk pursed his lips, and made a noncommittal sound.

A pair of big eyes of water spirit, curiously looking east and West.

When his eyes fell on the Dora king in the water prison, the little monk took a look at him, quickly turned his head over and subconsciously shrank into Molian's arms.

"Bang!" King Dorothy smashed several iron fences angrily. He could not help roaring, "come here! What do you mean by hiding in this enemy's arms? "

The little monk was startled by his roar, and subconsciously he hugged Prince Mo more and more. The strange man in the water prison was really unkempt.

Seeing the little monk hiding beside Mo Lian, he refused to go down. King Dora's old face was white and red, and the whole man could not help shivering.

In front of him, this child is his son, the son of King Dora. However, he looks at himself indifferently. Instead, he hides beside the enemy, and even his grandfather doesn't want to shout when he has seen him for such a long time.

thought of this as like as two peas, the king of Toro could not help but feel angry and hard. He was choking with his voice. "It's really my good grandson. It's just like your father!"

"Shut up." Lord Joe said two words coldly.

It's still two hours away. I'm afraid I can't make up for something tomorrow. It can be recovered on the 23rd.

Broken sleep, recently the virus is rampant dare not stay up late, everyone pay attention to protection!