Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

"Zhuo, please wake me up!"

Seeing that Monk Bianji didn't wake up at all, Zhang Guolao panicked.

He hurriedly put another cigarette in his mouth, took a deep puff, followed the same pattern, lowered his head and kissed Monk Bianji.

Then he pried open his mouth and forced the smoke in.

"Breathe in."

After Zhang Guolao took several puffs of smoke, Monk Bianji's expression improved slightly.

When the third cigarette was finished by Zhang Guolao and entered Monk Bianji's mouth again...

The dazed Monk Bianji finally felt that his breathing was much easier.

Woo woo woo.

But why do my lips feel a little moist?

Monk Bianji subconsciously stuck out his tongue and pursed his lips.

Ok?

Why does it feel so soft and waxy?

Monk Bianji tried his best to wake up and raised his eyelids with difficulty, trying to see clearly what it was.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Zhang Guolao who was breathing smoke into his mouth...

The atmosphere froze instantly.

At this moment, everyone at the scene seemed to hold their breath and became quiet.

After a slight silence, Monk Bianji's eyes suddenly opened wider than the eyes of a black donkey, and a sharp explosion came out of his mouth!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"The Immortal is playing hooligan!!!"

Monk Bianji's face was full of horror. He kicked his feet hard on the ground and stepped back, trying to escape Zhang Guolao's donkey face.

"You... don't come over here, I am a Buddhist scripture collector!"

"Shi Ke cannot be killed. If you...if you come here again, I...I will commit suicide!"

Monk Bianji was heartbroken and threatened.

Zhang Guolao said with the same aggrieved look: "You monk is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin - you don't know a good heart!"

"I...I'm saving you!"

When things got to this point, Monk Bianji no longer cared whether the other party was a fairy or a monster, and shouted angrily: "You fart!"

"Is there such a thing as mouth-to-mouth rescue?"

"You...you obviously want to take advantage of me!"

"abnormal!"

As Monk Bianji spoke, he subconsciously pulled the clothes on his chest and wrapped himself tightly, for fear that Zhang Guolao would have other ideas.

When Zhang Guolao saw this scene, his eyes went dark and the sky was about to fall.

This misunderstanding is unacceptable!

He is one of the Eight Immortals in the Shangdong. What if this was spread out?

Zhang Guolao hurriedly explained: "No, listen to my explanation, it's not like this!"

"I won't listen. I won't listen. You old man is very evil. You want to destroy other people's innocence out of thin air."

No matter how Zhang Guolao explained it, Monk Bianji couldn't hear a word of it.

You have already started to take action, are these explanations still useful now?

If I hadn't woken up quickly, I'm afraid now...

Monk Bianji couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to think any more.

"Zhenren Taiyi, Boy Baihe, you all saw it just now, please help me explain!"

Zhang Guolao looked at the petrified Taiyi Zhenren and Baihe Boy, wanting them to say a few words to prove his innocence.

But Master Taiyi and Boy Baihe looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Baihe boy was of low status and dared not say anything.

Taiyi Zhenren said: "Then Guo Lao, let's pretend that we didn't see what happened just now. From now on... ahem, it's better not to let others see it in the future." "After all, you are One of the Eight Immortals in the Shangdong, going out represents the face of Heaven, so we still have to pay attention to some effects."

Zhang Guolao:? ? ?

Am I asking you to explain this?

Aren't you getting more and more confused with your description?

"Ma'am, I was saving someone just now!"

Zhang Guolao hurriedly explained: "You also know that I practiced cultivation in the mortal world and ascended to the upper world. Just now I used a method in the mortal world called artificial respiration to save people. It's normal for you gods not to know, but Don’t get me wrong.”

Zhang Guolao explained it, but in the eyes of Master Taiyi, this move was more like a cover-up.

After all, I like men.

And he kissed Monk Bianji in front of so many people...

If this kind of thing is not explained clearly, Zhang Guolao's reputation will be completely ruined in the future!

But Taiyi Zhenren can actually understand Zhang Guolao.

After all, the laws of heaven stipulate that intermarriage between gods and immortals is not allowed, whether between gods or immortals.

It would be fine if the gods who have been serving as officials in heaven are used to it.

How could a person like Zhang Guolao, who had ascended from the mortal world, endure this?

It seems very reasonable to take advantage of the heavenly rule to find a man...

After all, he has also heard that there are many bookboys raised by young masters from wealthy families in the world, and one of their tasks is to be responsible for this.

"Don't worry, Mr. Guo, you don't need to explain this to me, I understand."

"I will never tell anyone about this."

Taiyi Master looked at Baihe Boy again and said, "Baihe Boy, you have to keep this matter in your stomach and you must not tell it. Do you understand?"

Baihe boy immediately clapped his chest and swore an oath.

The fact that Zhang Guolao likes men is so explosive!

If there was a little bit of news coming out of me...

Bai Hedongzi absolutely believes that he will be wiped out!

"Oh, I've said so much, why don't you still believe me?"

Zhang Guolao stamped his feet angrily, looked at Master Taiyi and said, "How about I try artificial respiration for you?"

"This is really a method used by mortals to save people. It's not a special hobby!"

While talking, Zhang Guolao walked towards Master Taiyi, and he came with a pout...

When Master Taiyi saw this scene, he suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. He immediately cast a spell and directly fixed Zhang Guolao in place.

Although Zhang Guolao is one of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, his cultivation level cannot be compared with that of Taiyi Zhenren.

Being frozen in place, he was so anxious that he almost cried: "Master, you must believe me!"

Master Taiyi said with a dark face: "I believe it, I believe it very much!"

"But please respect yourself and don't test your artificial respiration on me. As a god, there are many ways to save people, but you just used it..."

"I I I..."

Zhang Guolao opened his mouth and scratched his head anxiously, unable to think of how to explain.

Blanch!

It's all the fault of this debater monk!

If you can't fucking stop smoking, couldn't you have told me earlier? !

How the hell do I explain this?

……

Just when Zhang Guolao was at a loss for words, Fo Bole, who had been traveling all the way, finally arrived at the gate of the Main Hall.

Before the gatekeepers could ask why they were here, the anxious Fu Bole knelt down in front of the gate with a plop.

A loud voice entered the main hall from outside the gate.

"Moonlight Bodhisattva, Monk Bianji is in danger, please help Bodhisattva!"

Moonlight Bodhisattva, who was having a meeting in the Main Hall at the moment, heard the name Monk Bianji coming from outside the hall, and the sentence behind the name.

As if he was stressed, his eyes suddenly shot up and he fell to the ground and started twitching.

"World Honored One... Moonlight Bodhisattva is afraid of cerebral thrombosis!" (End of Chapter)