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

"Amitabha, it's perfect for you two to have such an idea."

"In this case, I will investigate."

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha felt slightly relieved.

I thought that even if a negotiated result could be reached during this trip, Buddhism would inevitably have to pay a large sum of money.

It would be much easier if only two mounts could be cured.

The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng waved his hand, and a ray of Buddha light enveloped the head of Jiu Ling Yuansheng.

"Another boring spell. If you are addicted to spells, you are destined to be unable to explore the mysteries of wisdom!"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng glanced at the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng, with deep contempt in his eyes.

Another idiot who only knows how to use brute force and has no brains.

Jiuling Yuansheng stood there, letting the Buddha's light pass through his body.

Taiyi Zhenren and Zhang Guolao both stared at the Ancient Buddha, hoping to get good news from him.

The ancient Buddha of the combustible lamp frowned tightly at this moment.

Not right.

Twelve out of ten things are wrong!

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng raised his hand, and another ray of Buddha light hit him.

This time he increased his intensity and even saw clearly what color underwear the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was wearing.

But still no problem was found!

In the eyes of Randen Ancient Buddha, this Jiuling Yuan Sheng was completely a normal lion spirit.

From top to bottom, inside and out, there is nothing wrong with it!

Being stared at by the people present, Ran Deng Ancient Buddha couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his face.

"Gu Fo has been checking for a while. Is there any solution?" Master Taiyi asked.

"This...this matter is quite strange. I haven't seen the problem yet."

Ran Deng Gu Fo scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Ancestor, I told you a long time ago that I don't have any problems. It's just that you can't understand my thoughts!"

"A reckless man who can only use brute force will not understand that wisdom is the most powerful force!"

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha:? ? ?

Why do you feel that what he said is both reasonable and unreasonable?

"Cough cough..."

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha coughed dryly and eased his embarrassment: "I'll take a look at Zhang Guolao's black donkey."

Another ray of Buddha light hit the ancient burning lamp Buddha.

The black donkey looked up at him with a confused look on his face. His big donkey eyes were full of doubts and he roared twice at him.

It does seem to be more stupid than Jiuling Yuan Sheng...

It's just...why did I not find anything abnormal after checking it?

The Randen Ancient Buddha frowned, walked up to the black donkey, and then patted it gently on the back.

"My child, why are you so bad?"

"My child, why are you so bad?"

This beat of the Randen Ancient Buddha seemed to trigger a certain switch on the black donkey. He thought someone was sitting on his back, so he started singing directly.

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha:? ? ?

This guy is indeed much more retarded than Jiuling Yuansheng.

One is a wise man with a head full of wisdom, and the other is a rocking chair with empty eyes...

"Can the ancient Buddha see what's wrong with the old black donkey? Can it be cured?"

Zhang Guolao still held a glimmer of hope in his heart and asked.

After all, the other party is a Buddha in Buddhism, and he used to be the deputy leader of Chanjiao. Maybe he has great supernatural powers and can find a way.

This black donkey followed him before he became an immortal.     Speaking of it, I am closer than my wife!

"This... this, how about we talk about compensation."

Randen Ancient Buddha hesitated for a moment and looked at Master Taiyi and Zhang Guolao with an embarrassed expression.

The problem of their two mounts has gone beyond the understanding of Randen Ancient Buddha.

With his methods, he couldn't detect what was wrong with these two mounts.

Even the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng had some doubts as to whether this lion spirit and black donkey turned out to be like this.

It was the two of them who agreed to come to Buddhism specifically for a fight!

But Randen Ancient Buddha dare not say this conjecture, and cannot say it!

He is here to solve problems, not to intensify conflicts.

"In other words, the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng cannot find a way to solve the problem?"

Zhang Guolao's voice became deeper. Seeing the black donkey that had been with him for many years become like this, he couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"My donkey, your life is so miserable. If I had known this, I shouldn't have taken you to heaven in the first place!"

"I thought I would be able to take you to enjoy the blessings after you went to heaven, but now you have not enjoyed the blessings, but you have become stupid. I am sorry for you!"

Taiyi Zhenren on the other side is obviously much more rational. He and Randen Ancient Buddha are both at the quasi-sage level.

He had already had a rough understanding of the situation of Jiuling Yuan Sheng and Hei Donkey.

He had already expected this result.

It would be strange if the ancient Buddha of Deng Deng really cured the two mounts.

"Randeng Ancient Buddha, since you have no means of treatment, let's talk about compensation."

"I wonder how much your Buddhist family is willing to pay?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Guolao stopped crying and immediately looked at the ancient Buddha.

"This... what do you think of this number?"

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha thought about it in his mind, stretched out five fingers and expressed his gesture towards Master Taiyi and Zhang Guolao.

It's almost enough to give out half a million meritorious deeds.

After all, both mounts are still alive and well. Even if there is something wrong with their brains, it will not affect your riding on them.

"If it's five million, the price is quite reasonable..."

Master Taiyi nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Guolao and said, "Are Guolao satisfied with the price?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied!"

"I believe that if this black ass like me is still clear-headed, I will definitely support my decision."

When Zhang Guolao heard this number, his wails stopped abruptly. He was so excited that tears slipped out of the corners of his raised mouth.

With this money, you can probably buy a lot of black donkeys.

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng was dumbfounded. He looked down at the five fingers he stretched out and hurriedly explained: "I mean to compensate you for five hundred thousand merit, not five million?"

"Half a million?!"

Taiyi Zhenren's face suddenly became gloomy: "Randeng Ancient Buddha, you are a dignified Buddha, and you just spend 500,000 to send out beggars?"

Not to be outdone, Zhang Guolao said: "Five hundred thousand is not enough to feed my black donkey for several years."

"The price is five million, otherwise this matter will never end with you Buddhists!"

Taiyi Zhenren winked at Zhang Guolao, who immediately understood and threatened: "The ancient Buddhist monk Ran Deng doesn't want something to go wrong in the new eighty-one Buddhist sect in Beiju Luzhou, right?"

"What do you mean by that?" Randen Ancient Buddha frowned.

Zhang Guolao sneered: "It's not interesting."

"I heard that the Eighty-one Disaster in Beiju Luzhou was a disaster negotiated between Heavenly Court and the demon clan. You said that if they all knew that participating in the disaster would be life-threatening..."

At this point, Zhang Guo paused for a few seconds, looked at the increasingly gloomy face of the Deng Deng Ancient Buddha, and said with a smile: "Do you think there will be anyone who will listen to your script arrangements honestly?" (End of Chapter) )