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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seven Holy Monk Magical Hands

"Yeah yeah uh..."

As the Jinsheng Palace struggled, the cloth bag naturally inevitably raised and protruded back and forth, attracting the attention of King Zhu Zi and Tang Sanzang.

This scene...is very suspicious!

King Zhu Zi couldn't help but ask directly, "Elder Sun, is this behind you?"

The monkey glanced back at the active cloth bag behind him, laughed, threw it straight towards King Zhu Zi, and said, "Hey, please open this package yourself and confirm it."

"Um?"

King Zhu Zi was stunned, and an incredible thought appeared in his heart. He squatted down tremblingly, and his hands trembled and unbuttoned the rope at the pocket.

Just as King Zhu Zi untied the rope, the Jinsheng Palace, which was loaded in it, couldn't help but crawl out of it, but it happened to face King Zhu Zi's eyes.

Tears instantly emerged from their eyes...

However, this touching scene of separation and reunion was inexplicably inconsistent in Tang Sanzang's eyes.

Jin Shenggong's hair was messy and looked like pear blossoms were raining. He was also stuffed with cloth strips in his mouth, and most of his body was still in a cloth bag. He looked like a helpless woman who had encountered a villain.

However, the two parties involved did not notice these details at all. Their eyes were filled with each other, and subconsciously wanted to hug each other tightly.

"ah!"

"Um!"

In an instant, King Zhu Zi and Jin Sheng Palace shouted together.

However, King Zhu Zi was crying in pain, and Jin Shenggong, who was blocked, subconsciously followed him, but could not make a normal sound.

Soon, Jin Sheng Palace, who had reacted, quickly pulled off the cloth strip with his mouth and wanted to go forward to support King Zhu Zi, but he didn't dare to, so he could only ask in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, does it hurt?"

"Shang Hao, Shang Hao..."

King Zhu Zi comforted the Jinsheng Palace, which was so anxious that the pear blossoms were raining, and then asked the monkey anxiously. "Elder Sun, why did Gu feel like he was stabbed by a thousand needles when he touched the Jinsheng Palace?"

"Your Majesty, I, Lao Sun, don't know very well about this. I only know that no matter who touches the Empress, it is like touching a spike." The monkey spread his hands and said innocently.

Zhu Bajie, who was standing aside, heard this and subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said to Sha Seng in a low voice. "Old Sha, Lao Zhu knows why."

"Second Brother, what's the reason?" Sha Seng, who was honest and upright by nature, asked subconsciously.

Zhu Bajie shook his head and replied confidently. "Of course, it's because all beautiful women are thorny."

On the other side, Jin Sheng Palace explained the experiences over the past three years to King Zhu Zi, and explained the strange changes in detail, and finally added.

"Your Majesty, even though I have been captured for three years, the monster has never touched me at all."

"As long as the Empress is safe and sound, I will not care about the rest of the matter. I just don't know if there are strange thorns on the empress. Will it hurt when toss and fall asleep?" King Zhu Zi said with joy and guilt on his face.

Immediately, the two of them expressed their affection again, and fortunately, the Jinsheng Palace could not be touched by it as long as they were viewed from afar. Otherwise, this love and love would be a great harm to Tang Sanzang and his monks.

King Zhu Zi comforted the Jinsheng Palace for a long time. After both of them became more stable, they hurriedly bowed to Tang Sanzang and his party to thank him.

Tang Sanzang replied with a Buddha ceremony in his hands, saying, "Amitabha, your Majesty, you don't have to be polite. I am just a little bit of strength."

"The kindness of the holy monk is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. I will never forget it in my life. In the future, just relying on the instructions of the holy monk, even if the country is in the country, the holy monk can take it at will."

King Zhu Zi thanked him again and asked, "I don't know that the holy monk has a wonderful method or a elixir, so I also asked to use this strange thorn for the Empress, otherwise the Empress would not be able to contact others again in her life, but it would be a miserable thing after all."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he looked at the eyes of King Zhu Zi, which appeared with the Jinsheng Palace, which was not as turbid as before, and gradually seemed divine. He said while thinking.

"Since that's the case, I'll take a look."

After Tang Sanzang had no choice but to accept it, he turned to Jin Sheng Palace and said, "Empress, how about you give me some advice?"

Jin Sheng Palace felt the peaceful and compassionate aura of Tang Sanzang, subconsciously stretched out his hand and did not forget to remind him, "Saint Monk, be careful."

"Amitabha, don't worry, the needle is just a pain for the flesh. I have a Buddha in my heart but it will be a little bit of pain."

Tang Sanzang responded to the Jinsheng Palace's sentence, and recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita. "When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty..."

For a moment, I don’t know if it was an illusion. King Zhu Zi felt a faint warm white light shining in Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang's hands, whose eyes were calmly stretched out, also gently grabbed the delicate fingers of Jinsheng Palace.

It has to be said that when the Jinsheng Palace is middle-aged, his appearance is no different from that of a young girl, and his figure is also inexplicably charming. As for the skin touched by Tang Sanzang's hands, it is even more delicate and smooth and extremely smooth.

As for the needle sensation... Maybe it was because Tang Sanzang had been worn for a long time, but he really couldn't feel it. He just felt some tiny velvet on his skin while rubbing his fingers.

"Well, it's far worse than Yu'er..."

Tang Sanzang commented calmly, and then, under the cover of the "Light of Righteous Way", he grabbed the clothes that covered the Jinsheng Palace as much as the substance.

A twist...

As Tang Sanzang moved his finger, the clothes completely turned into nothingness.

It's done!

Tang Sanzang said in his heart, just as he was about to let go, but thinking that he was just an ordinary holy monk, it seemed a bit unreasonable to end too soon.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang had to rub the hands of Jinsheng Palace bored for a quarter of an hour in front of King Zhu Zi's face, and then he slowly stopped and let go with the sound of chanting scriptures in his mouth.

"Amitabha, I have lived up to His Majesty's entrustedness, and I finally succeeded."

With a slight breathing, Tang Sanzang looked a little tired, and he was faintly exhausted and put his palms together.

Upon hearing this, King Zhu Zi carefully touched the palm of Jinsheng Palace that had just been rubbed by Tang Sanzang for a quarter of an hour. It really felt like there was no needle prick!

King Zhu Zi was immediately overjoyed, and regardless of the king's honor, he bowed to Tang Sanzang and said, "Thank you for your wonderful hands and supernatural powers."

Jin Shenggong, who was touched by the opposite sex for a quarter of an hour for the first time in three years, had a cheek rosy, but he also suppressed his shyness and politely politely like the Zhu Zi King.
Chapter completed!
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