Many thoughts flashed through Yu Qingyu's mind in an instant, even the thought of directly confessing, but in the end he shot him to death.
He pretended to be indifferent and said, "It's nothing, just discussing with him, it seems to smell a familiar monster."
System: "Well, Qingyu, you have to be careful, the power of faith in this world is very strong, both demons and Buddhas are very powerful."
Yu Qingyu smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for reminding the system."
"Qingyu, you..." Qilin rolled his eyes, and unconsciously drew a circle on his temple with his fingers, which looked like an egg.
Yu Qingyu nodded, and Qilin hugged him tighter, "Wait for me for a while."
Yu Qingyu nodded, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of joy that he couldn't suppress.
Qilin lowered his head and kissed him, "Is there anything you want to ask?"
"Yes, there are too many."
"Speak at night."
Yu Qingyu nodded: "Okay, let's go back first, do you... need help?"
The corner of Qilin's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes doting on, "Qingyu, you don't have to be restrained between us, I have all the memories."
Yu Qingyu was embarrassed, thinking about his own deaths in those years, he suddenly had the urge to dig a hole and bury himself.
Yu Qingyu scratched his head, "That... that, do you, do you hold grudges against me?"
Qilin sighed, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, "I'll tell you tonight."
Yu Qingyu: "Oh, oh, let's go back first."
"Master, what did you guys do? Why did you come back, old pig, I'm so anxious that I'm going bald."
Yu Qingyu glanced at him, "You don't have a few hairs on your head."
"Pohou, my old pig once commanded hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, with a dashing demeanor, how could he be bald!"
Yu Qingyu's unwillingness to admit defeat came out again, and as soon as he rolled up his sleeves, he was about to scold Zhu Bajie.
Qilin said, "Okay, let's not say a few words, monks should have a gentle temperament, neither arrogant nor rash."
Yu Qingyu looked at Qilin, he pretended to be quite like Tang Monk, but considering that he has so many memories of the world, how difficult it is to pretend to be Tang Monk.
His family's old Gong has already opened his mouth. He definitely doesn't want to quarrel with Zhu Bajie anymore, so he obediently stands behind Qilin, "Master is right, I don't care about him like he does."
Zhu Bajie glared at Yu Qingyu, turned around and walked into the house.
He should eat more vegetarian food.
After dinner, the four master and apprentice started to set off again. Yu Qingyu joyfully led the horse and jumped ahead, humming a song from time to time.
Neither of the two said that they would not go to learn scriptures, because they knew that this was an experience, and it was a must-have experience from above, and even those monsters were arranged to cross the gold.
They still don't have the ability to rebel against Heavenly Court and Western Heaven, so let's keep a low profile.
Every time when Qilin looked back at him, his eyes were very gentle, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Yu Qingyu would grit his teeth and turn back.
The boring journey felt like he was walking on the red carpet, and he wished for someone to share his happiness at the moment.
Tang Seng, who looked unchanged to others, looked to Yu Qingyu with golden light all over his body, so shiny that people couldn't ignore it. He just wanted to steal him home and lock him in a cabinet without anyone seeing him.
"Master, let's take a break, we've been gone for an hour." Zhu Bajie fanned himself by shaking his wide sleeves.
Yu Qingyu also looked at Qilin and blinked.
Qilin dismounted slowly, "Then rest for a while."
"Hey, good!" Zhu Bajie sat down on the ground, "I'm so exhausted, old pig."
(end of this chapter)