The group of monks looked at Sun Wukong blankly. Sun Wukong didn't care whether they understood or not. He quickly picked up his own portion of rice, carried his golden cudgel and left a chic back for everyone, saying, "I said there is a way, there is a way. Just provide us with a place to live. I will solve the problem of eating."

Ye Yunyang, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha both seemed to know Sun Wukong for the first time. At this moment, Sun Wukong's back was shining with golden light.

In fact, Sun Wukong certainly didn't know where to get some food under such severe circumstances. As he thought about it, Sun Wukong's eyes inadvertently glanced and saw a large Taoist temple ahead.

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around a few times, jumped over, and took advantage of the candlelight from the window to see the incense and some food on the stage. Sun Wukong understood what he could do.

Of course, Ye Yunyang didn't know what the idea was about Sun Wukong, but with Sun Wukong's personality, he would definitely not do anything good. Ye Yunyang, who originally wanted to get points to exchange for some food in the system mall, was not in a hurry.

When the child is grown up, he has his own world to go through.

He didn't care about this matter anymore, so Ye Yunyang only prepared his own snacks and prepared to wait for the big show to be staged tonight.

Sure enough, he lived up to Ye Yunyang's expectations. Taking advantage of the night, Sun Wukong looked left and right, listening to the even breathing of the monks and Ye Yunyang, knowing that everyone was asleep, so he quietly ran to Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha and woke them up.

In fact, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were not asleep. These two people usually eat meat, and at first glance, they only ate one or two bowls of rice. They didn’t even taste the taste of this white rice. In order to save some food for these monks, they had to bite the bullet and say that they were full.

The taste in this is really indescribable.

So when Sun Wukong came to call them, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha knew intuition that Sun Wukong was going to take them to dinner. In the darkness, light was about to pop up in both of them.

When Sun Wukong saw the two people's hungry look, he knew that the two people were not full. He laughed twice, lowered his voice and said, "Let's go, brothers, I'll take you to find food."

So these people set out like this, and their destination was the Sanqing Palace that Sun Wukong had already stepped on before.

The scale of the Sanqing Temple is much larger than that of Zhiyuan Temple. The scale, decoration and worship are really not comparable to that of ordinary Taoist temples.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Bajie saw the food on the pedestal, his eyes were lit, he laughed twice and said, "Oh, my good brother, I really don't know that I have to explain to my master now. Let's go, let's go, I'm not polite."

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Bajie's anxious look and cursed: "You idiot, you should leave some for your master."

"Hehe, Master, he has a lot of adults, so he won't care about us." Zhu Bajie went up to the table, picked up a big apple on the pedestal, opened his mouth and bit it halfway, and continued vaguely, "Besides, Master, he is only a little bigger than us, of course he doesn't eat more than us, maybe the master is full!"

Sun Wukong raised his foot and kicked Zhu Bajie off the table and said, "Can you think of something good? If the master knows that you don't care about him so much, you will definitely be skinned!"

Although that's the case, Sun Wukong is the person who has been with Ye Yunyang for the longest time. He also knows that Ye Yunyang would not have felt wronged. If he was really hungry, Ye Yunyang would have a solution himself. This is why Sun Wukong did not call Ye Yunyang from the beginning.

It’s not that Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha imagined that Ye Yunyang was afraid of offending the gods. They had seen people like Ye Yunyang, who claimed that they were like wine and meat that passed through the intestines. What kind of good thing could be left in the Buddha’s heart? Everyone just wanted to give Ye Yunyang some face.

Monk Sha didn't say anything, just kept eating, and it looked like he was hungry. His eating habits were particularly fragrant. Those who didn't know thought Monk Sha was eating some delicacies, but in fact it was just a bunch of tributes.

A few people here were having fun eating, but they didn't see a little Taoist priest in the crack of the door. They saw them stealing tributes on the table, secretly covering the door, and ran away secretly with the lantern.

I saw the little Taoist priest trotted all the way into a house. The little house was brightly lit, and a few laughter and joy came from inside from time to time. When I looked closely, there were several great immortals with beautiful women and wine as their companions.

The little Taoist priest knocked on the door, and after receiving the approval, he went straight in. Regardless of the beauty dancing in front of him, he approached the ears of the great immortal with antlers and said that he had just seen in the Sanqing Palace.

The great immortal with deer antlers was still smiling just now. After hearing the little Taoist priest's words, his face suddenly turned extremely dark. He opened his eyes wide open, and he leaned against the ears of the two great immortals waiting next to him and said what the little Taoist priest had just said to him.

"Bold bald donkey!" The immortal with a pair of sheep horns and a long beard scolded loudly, slapped the table and said, "The wild monk who came from doesn't know where he dared to provoke us!"

"Brother, that monk is said to have come from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to obtain scriptures. He happened to pass by our country of Chechi. It is said that the monk, who is the one named Ye Yunyang, can live forever after eating his meat!" The great immortal with deer antlers on the head said mysteriously, and a greedy light appeared in his eyes, "It's not as good as us..."

As she was talking here, the little Taoist priest who came to inform the news seemed to have seen such a scene, and continued with a smile: "Also, all the great immortals, according to reliable information, those monks who stole tributes would go to the King of Chechi to sign a pass certificate tomorrow!"

A great immortal with the word "king" written on his head next to him said, "What's the reason? How can we steal our tribute for no reason and let him pass it. If you sign a pass certificate, you might as well let him stay! In my opinion, my second brother's proposal is very good! Why don't we detain this monk who can live forever and eat his meat!"
Chapter completed!