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Chapter 1559

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"Hmph, the little Daoist here really doesn't put me, Old Sun, in his eyes. Thinking back to when I was wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace, who knows how many times he reincarnated.

Now, he actually dares to ride on my head and shit. "

The more the Monkey King thought about it, the angrier he became. He sat on the wooden chair and complained.

"Hey, Monkey, don't be angry. There are all kinds of birds in the forest. You don't know if it's worth it to be angry with him." Ye Chen went up and comforted him.

"If you ask me, you haven't been beaten up by these little Daoists. When he comes next time, I'll teach him a lesson." Zhu Bajie was also angry.

Although they had been rolling on the road, this was the first time they had been humiliated by a junior Daoist.

Just as the two were angry, the door slowly opened.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was the thin and tall man who had opened the door for them today.

As soon as he opened the door, he had an arrogant and despotic appearance.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with this Little Yun? Didn't I tell him to bring you to the side room? Is this Purple Bamboo Pavilion a place where you can live as you wish?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen clearly saw the Monkey King's fists slowly clench.

He really didn't want to cause trouble, but this little Daoist was really going too far.

"Then what do you think we should do?" The good-tempered Ye Chen was already a bit upset. He looked up at the Daoist in front of him and said coldly.

"Eh, it's not that we can't live here, but …" As he said this, his right hand rubbed in front of Ye Chen.

Hey, you little brat, you only care about money, right? Do you know what your Grandpa Pig did in the past? Do you believe that I won't chop off your head with a rake?

Zhu Bajie was not a good-tempered person. This Daoist was really treating Ye Chen as an ATM. How could he allow him to keep asking for money?

A rake suddenly appeared in his hand. Zhu Bajie waved it, and the rake was swung vigorously by him.

In an instant, it flew towards the Daoist priest.

The Daoist was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly. A gust of wind blew past his face. He opened his eyes in fear and saw that the rake was only three centimeters away from him.

The sharp Ding Blade emitted a faint light.

Gulp. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing that these monks were rich, the thin and tall Daoist wanted to extort them again, but he didn't expect them to be so angry.

He was just a poor Taoist who had only been in the temple for about a year. He had never seen such a grand scene.

Although he was always arrogant and despotic in the dojo, he had never seen such a big scene before.

"Hehe, about that, I was just joking. My friends who have come from afar, this kind of behavior is a bit hurtful." The Daoist priest who was drenched in cold sweat pushed away the nine-toothed rake on his face with his trembling hands.

Looking at the Daoist priest, Ye Chen smiled contemptuously.

As expected, this Daoist priest was someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Some people shouldn't have been nice to him from the start. Otherwise, he would only cause more trouble for you.

Feeling the mixed atmosphere here, Ye Chen couldn't help but sweat for Xiao Yun. Although they had only been together for a few minutes, he was still very concerned about this child.

Ye Chen was still very concerned about him. He felt that he would be able to establish a great career in the future.

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that because of his words, a hundred years later, the first banner of Daoism would be held up by a little Daoist priest surnamed Liu who was born in Wu Zhuang Guan.

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