Here Li Fu and his three apprentices all stood up.

Wukong glanced at his master and said, "Old donor, I wonder if you would like your friend to change his ways?"

The old man surnamed Yang said, "This country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. It's hard to change..."

Wukong Walker said, "There is no need to worry. Old man, you let me stay at your place for one night, and we are willing to do something to repay your kindness."

The old man said, "This is just a small effort. Don't be brave and run away for your life."

Wukong said, "It's easy for us to do it with a little effort."

The old man saw this thunderous face and said so.

He said, "Then I'll trouble the elders."

Wukong said, "No trouble, no trouble, it's easy."

By the way, after the thieves were ready, they took their weapons and arrived in the backyard.

When they came over to take a look, they saw Li Fu sitting there with a book in his hand.

In front of him were three strange-looking people with ferocious faces.

These twenty or thirty people, all with swords in their hands, surrounded them.

Before they could speak, Wukong spoke first and said, "Who is the son of the old man named Yang here?"

A middle-aged man stood up and said, "It's me!"

"Okay! It's you!" Wukong walked over, not afraid of the weapons in their hands.

He raised his hands and directly lifted the middle-aged man up. Then he turned back to Li Fu and handed the man to Bajie.

He asked, "Are you really the son named Yang here?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Wukong said, "I made a promise to your father, which is for you to correct your evil ways and return to the right ways. Just take a look here and see if you want to change your evil ways and return to the right ways."

The thieves over there saw Wukong being so arrogant, and they shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about, you rough-faced thunderous man! Give me back the life of the leader!"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Originally, I thought you still had some brains, so when you saw me, you would retreat quickly."

Over there, Li Fu had already finished his preparations, and he began to light incense candles and recite scriptures.

Wukong said, "Who would have thought that you would have no way to go to heaven, but there would be no way to escape from hell."

"In that case..."

"I'll just bother you and die..."

Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear, and this time he used it with all his strength. With one sweep, the twenty or thirty bandits who looked menacing were all swept down.

On Wukong's side, because Master Li Fu is here, there is no torture.

Over there, the middle-aged man surnamed Yang, who was holding Bajie in his hand, turned pale when he saw this scene, but gritted his teeth and refused to say that he would not do evil things in the future.

Wukong also knows that this education is of little significance.

He no longer cares about these dead thieves who can no longer die.

He picked up the middle-aged man named Yang and said, "Come with me to the underworld for a while."

Wukong, on his side, took this soul into the underworld.

He took the middle-aged man surnamed Yang on a tour, and saw how his former accomplice went up the mountain of knives and got off the oil pan, how he was ground into meat paste, and then mixed up and put back together.

I saw that the underworld was full of wailing sounds.

He begged for mercy, "Elder, elder, just take away your magical powers. I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will do my duty honestly from now on and never dare to do evil again."

Wukong said, "Okay."

He took this person back to the earth.

The man opened his eyes and saw that he had created this place. He just breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "After these monks leave, I can do whatever I want."
Chapter completed!