"Wukong, all the corpses will be disposed of so as not to be seen by the Bodhisattva, and you will be punished again!"

"At this time, the master is still thinking about my old grandson."

Wukong's heart trembled and was so moved.

"Oh, wait!"

Tang Monk inadvertently glanced at the dead farmer on the ground, feeling regretful. The kind farmer helped provide accommodation, which was a pity to die like this.

"System, come out soon!"

"What's the matter, master?"

"Is there any pill to bring about resurrection? Give me one!"

"System searching..."

"Ding, I found a Baijie Dan."

“Requires 20 experience.”

“One in stock.”

"Healing effect: it acts on the wounds of swords, and even has the effect of resurrection."

“Is it redeemed?”

It’s cheaper, you can buy it at 20 o’clock, but only one piece is in stock, so Tang Monk was a little hesitant.

Thinking of the kind face of the farmer, warm hospitality, and even the big black fish want to give away for free, good people should be rewarded.

"Buy, buy, buy!"

Tang Monk exchanged his heart and gave it to the farmer.

The medicine was indeed magical. After a few minutes, the farmer woke up slowly and the knife wound on his abdomen also magically disappeared.

"Aren't there a bandit just now? I also seem to have been stabbed."

The farmer woke up and asked in confusion.

"Old man, I was just hallucinating, where did the bandits come from?"

Tang Monk smiled.

The corpses in the yard were all cleaned by Wukong with magic, and even the damaged doors and windows were repaired by Wukong without leaving any trace.

"That's how it's easy to have hallucinations when you get older."

The farmer nodded and nodded inquiring.

...

The next day, I bid farewell to the farmer and continued on the way.

Tang Monk rode a donkey, and Wukong flew in the sky.

Sun Wukong didn't even have a decent dress. Tang Seng gave him a tiger-skin skirt, and Sun Wukong was so happy to wear it on.

"Master, you are so kind to me, Lao Sun, I will never let the monster hurt you a hair!"

"I inform the master before fighting the monster, what if the monster hurts you?"

Tang Seng has read Journey to the West countless times and memorized the plot. He knew that he should meet a little white dragon next, and then he was enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva to become a white dragon horse.

"Master, please go quickly."

Wukong urged in front of him.

Tang Seng snorted coldly in his heart, "Don't look at me walking slowly now, I can still fly in the sky when my system level is higher."

The journey to Journey to the West is indeed difficult. There is not even a decent road in the mountains, all of which are weeds at the waist.

Suddenly, Tang Seng heard the sound of running water and felt happy. Could it be that now the Eagle Choujian that conquered the white dragon horse?

"Master, I heard the sound of a river in front of me. I'll get some water for you."

Wukong took out the purple gold bowl from his luggage, and disappeared into the air with a leap.

Turning around a corner of the mountain, a group of thieves with swords appeared in front of them.

hiss!

The donkey was frightened and his footsteps were panicked. He staggered and threw Tang Monk off the horse's back and lay on the ground.

"So the murderer is here, kill me and avenge my brothers!"

Tang Seng understood clearly. It turned out that these bandits who went to the farmer's house to commit crimes last night were the same group.

Tang Monk was very happy. Wukong was gone, it was God who helped me!

Finally, I can kill more people to earn experience!

Tang Monk got up from the ground and said excitedly: "I am the one you are looking for. Come on, come and kill me quickly!"

"Oh, you monk, you look so fair and fair that you actually kill people like numb. I will give you all to avenge your dead brothers!"

A group of bandits rushed towards Tang Seng.

Tang Monk took out his Zen Staff, fought against each other, and rushed forward to them, thinking that killing these people would gain at least fifty or sixty experiences, and would definitely make a big profit.

Tang Monk was about to fight with the bandits when he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Master, don't be afraid, my grandson will come to save you!"

Sun Wukong jumped out of nowhere, took out a golden cudgel from his ear and hit the bandit. Sun Wukong was very fast, not comparable to Tang Seng.

"Wukong, give it to me..."

Tang Seng originally wanted to say, "Wukong, please leave me a few", but Sun Wukong understood it as "Wukong, please stop me."

Facing the extremely vicious bandits, especially those who are tempted to kill their master, Sun Wukong would not be ruthless and would be very happy to kill.

Bang bang bang!

The golden cudgel was flying, and the bandits were wailing one after another, and it took a few seconds to kill Wukong.

"Wukong, you..."

Tang Seng was so angry that he couldn't speak, and so much experience was gone!

Now Tang Seng’s magic power is low, and it is too difficult to compete with Sun Wukong for monsters.

"Master, fortunately, my old grandson came in time, otherwise you would have suffered."

Sun Wukong caused trouble and thought he had made contributions.

Tang Monk stared at the corpse on the ground in a daze, feeling angry. If this continues, Wukong will sooner or later snatch all the monsters, which will be a great disadvantage to Tang Monk's upgrade.

"Wukong, it's not that I can't keep you. I thought you could get rid of your bad nature when you pressed on the Five Fingers Mountain, but I didn't expect that today's killing intentions are so strong. I would rather be eaten by monsters than behold you to kill innocent people!"

Tang Monk rebuked, "How can you go to the West if you don't listen to your teachings?"

"I am determined to eliminate the harm and end up complaining. If you can't go to the West, just don't go. If you really don't need me, Lao Sun, then I'll say goodbye!"

Wukong annoyed other people's mother-in-law the most. In his heart, he should be beaten if he is a bad person.

"Go, go."

Tang Monk waved his hand and pretended to be very sad.

Whoosh!

Sun Wukong jumped into the sky, and he really left this time.

Tang Seng was immediately happy when he looked at Wukong's disappearing figure in the air, hahaha, it's great, he finally left, no one snatched monsters with him again, it's great!

Now starting, Tang Monk can roll up his sleeves and do it boldly.

Sun Wukong said goodbye to Tang Seng. He wanted to go back to Huaguo Mountain, but he happened to pass by his neighbor, Dragon King of East China Sea. It would be better to go there to ask for a glass of wine.

"Old Dragon King, do you still recognize me?"

Sun Wukong appeared in the Dragon Palace and hid behind the Dragon King and said to tease.

"Oh, it turns out that he is the Great Sage. You are not protecting Tang Monk from the West to obtain the scriptures. How could you have the time to come to play with me?"

"The monk Tang was very ignorant. I helped kill a few robbers. The monk was so upset that he insisted on driving me away."

Wukong was indignant and said, "I remember that when I, Lao Sun, occupied the mountain in Huaguo Mountain, killed countless heavenly soldiers and generals, I didn't expect anyone to complain like the master."

The old dragon king nodded while touching the dragon beard.

"Hey, what kind of painting is the old Dragon King? Why is he holding a pair of smelly shoes?"

Sun Wukong glanced at him and asked.

"The Great Sage, this story is called Yiqiao San Jinglu. Legend has it that the Korean prince Zhang Liang assassinated Qin Shihuang and tried to escape to Xia Pi. He passed through Shigong Mountain and met the old man Huangshigong sitting on the bridge. The old man Shigong wanted to test his spirit. When Zhang Liang approached, he threw his shoes under the bridge. He was picked up by Zhang Liang three times and put them on. Huangshigong believes that young people should be patient in getting a disciple and finally do something amazing! "

The old dragon king continued, "Great Sage, maybe this is Tang Monk testing you."

"oh?"

Sun Wukong seemed to be thinking.

"Oh, Great Sage, you must not give up halfway through the journey to obtain the scriptures in the West."

The old Dragon King has the potential to be a psychologist and persuades Sun Wukong to express his feelings and reason.

"Sage, your tiger-skin skirt is so beautiful, where did you come from?"

"This is given by my master."

After Wukong said this, he felt so sad. No one in this world is so considerate to him. At this moment, he had the idea of ​​going back to find his master.
Chapter completed!