Flower Monk
9 Should I ride it or not?

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"You are the accomplice of that Devil Monkey?" The little White Dragon spoke, and his voice still carried a hint of milk.

You haven't taken off your milk yet, have you? Was it really you who burned the pearl bestowed by the Jade Emperor and was sentenced to death?

Heavens, was this world crazy?

Was he going to ride a seven or eight-year-old girl to the Western Paradise? This was really…too exciting!

"Amitabha. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tang San hurriedly gave himself two slaps in his heart. This kind of evil thought really couldn't be tolerated, to think he was a Great Tang eminent monk.

"Hey, bald monk, let me ask you, are you an accomplice of that Devil Monkey?”The little White Dragon repeated it again. From the beginning to the end, it was expressionless, and its voice and tone were very calm.

But with her immature voice…why did it feel so cute?

"Little sister, how old are you this year, where do you live?”

"Let me ask you, are you an accomplice of that Devil Monkey?”She reiterated again and added two more words after thinking for a moment,"Bald monk."

Veins popped on Tang San's forehead, were all little wimps nowadays so uncute?

Don't think that just because you're good-looking and young, Third Master won't blame you. If you anger Third Master, he'll ride on your back and spank you every day after you turn into a white horse!

"The term accomplice is too unpleasant to hear. That monkey and I are not accomplices.”Tang San's face was harmless, and he was about to stretch out his hand to touch that little white dragon's head.

The little white dragon jumped back to avoid the claw and said calmly,""Oh, I see. I can't beat that Devil Monkey, so I'll kill you first. When that monkey sees that you're dead, she'll definitely be afraid. Then, she won't dare to block my door.”

I beg you not to use such a plain tone to talk about killing people.

Also, do you really think that monkey will be afraid? I guess she's dreaming of my death now.

Tang San saw that the little white dragon didn't seem to be joking, and a pair of daggers already appeared in his hands, saying: "Wait, wait, wait, wait. Little White Dragon, is your name Ao Lie?”

The little white dragon's dagger that was about to stab Tang Sanzang stopped and looked up at the white and clean monk. He nodded and heard him ask,""Were you saved by Bodhisattva and came here to wait for the person to retrieve the scriptures?”

She nodded again.

"I am!" Tang San waved his sleeves, saying with an imposing manner: "This poor monk is Tang Sanzang, a monk from the Tang Empire of the East. My Buddhist name is Third Master Tang. From now on, I will be your master.”

Little fellow, call me master!

At this moment, the little white dragon shook its head and said in a daze,""Doesn't seem like it."

What? I've already introduced myself, and you still don't believe me. Looks like this mission won't be that easy.

Without waiting for Tang San to react, that little white dragon directly stabbed over, its little head frighteningly pure, affirming that Tang San wasn't the person it was waiting for, first stabbing him to death before caring.

"Stop!" At this moment, a delicate voice came from the sky. A Buddhist light appeared in the clouds, and the holy body could be vaguely seen.

Good heavens, this temperament, this aura, this is my Guanyin Sister. That woman from a few days ago must have been an illusion!

But what happened next made Tang San feel that it was an illusion.

The woman flew down from the clouds and hugged the little white dragon. She pressed her head against the majestic mountain peak and said like a smitten flower,"Xiao Bai, long time no see. I missed you so much!”

This isn't my Guanyin jiejie……Tang San wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Guan Yin, this little fellow is my junior sister?”At this moment, Sun Xiaomei, who was following closely behind, patted the little white dragon's head. The latter immediately hid behind Guanyin with a frightened expression.

Guanyin pulled the little white dragon out and pointed at Sun Xiaomei.""This is your senior sister."

Pointing to the already petrified Tang San, he said: "This is your master."

Guanyin squatted down and pinched the little white dragon's chubby little face like a mother sending her daughter to kindergarten. She instructed,"Xiao Bai, you have to listen to your master on the way here. If you have any problems, ask your senior sister for help. She's very powerful. She even dares to look down on me. With her around, no one will be able to bully you.”

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Sun Xiaomei patted her chest confidently, then clenched her fists at the little white dragon with a 'kind' expression.

Creak…

Guan Yin fiercely glared at Sun Xiaomei, like an eagle protecting its calf, and then said to Tang San whose three views were already shattered: "Tang Xuanzang, the little white dragon will follow you on this journey to learn the scriptures. You must take good care of her. You must not bully her just because she is young, and you must not neglect her just because she is your leg strength.”

Tang San nodded like a fool.

So I'm not taking in a mount or a disciple, but an ancestor?

After giving the instructions, Guan Yin reluctantly said to the little white dragon,""Alright, I'll turn you into a white horse now. If you feel uncomfortable, you can turn into a human or a dragon. However, remember to be careful on this journey. Don't easily reveal your true body in front of others.”

After saying that, Guanyin waved the willow branch in her hand, and a white mist gushed out of the little white dragon's body. A moment later, it turned into a handsome white horse.

"Be careful on the way." Guanyin turned around three times with every step she took. After a long time, she finally disappeared from the three people's sight.

"Mission completed. You will receive the Primordial Staff.[New mission: Conquer Zhu Wuneng. Mission reward: [Huangshen Battle Armor, Punishment for Failure: Fall into the Eighteen Hells and never be reborn.]”

Tang San temporarily didn't want to see just how formidable that Primordial Magic Staff was, because right now he was very conflicted.

Facing a seven or eight-year-old girl who had turned into a white horse, should he ride it or not?

This was a serious question…

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