After drinking and eating, Tang Monk asked the waiter to take away the tableware.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"Master, are you asleep?"

Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng stood at the door.

Each person has a private room, and the three apprentices are worried about Tang Seng's safety.

"What's there to worry about? Once the monster comes, I'll shout for help!"

"Since the master said that, let's go back to bed!"

Bajie greeted the other two.

Tang Seng waved his hand and drove away the three apprentices.

"How happy you sleep by yourself!"

Tang Monk jumped to the big bed and rolled over a few times.

"Fortunately I didn't sleep in the temple tonight, otherwise the old king who fell into the well would definitely come to me and ask for help."

"Living in the inn, see how he finds it, haha, I am so smart!"

It is better to do less than more things. Do not do anything that is not good.

The night is getting deeper.

Tang Monk had an ominous premonition and couldn't sleep.

"The old king won't ask me a dream, it's so scary!"

Tang Monk simply lighted the light and sat up, opened the system mall, and was there anything fun.

Books.

Men's section.

Ancient books are searching...

"Jin Ping Mei?"

Tang Monk's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, there was a colored novel in the Ming Dynasty. What made Tang Monk even more excited was that this book was still a picture version.

"Haha, I'm blessed tonight!"

Tang Monk redeems it with 300 points without hesitation and reads with relish.

"Wow, the master is very hard-working, and he is still studying at this time!"

"It's necessary, otherwise how could he be chosen as a disciple?"

"The master looks so focused when reading books, a typical college master!"

"If we could have half the effort from the master, we would have achieved the right result."

...

Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng, were worried that the master was safe and secretly guarded outside the door.

"It's getting late, everyone goes back to rest!"

Wukong and others left with confidence.

Tang Monk in the room had his eyes straightened, but he didn't expect that there were such explosive books in the system.

"Tsk tsk, I'll go, this action is unsightly!"

"How unbearable is it? I want to criticize it!"

Tang Seng was so happy that he had long forgotten to sleep.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew out from outside.

It turned out to be the old king of Wuji Kingdom, who was about to send a dream to Tang Monk, but unexpectedly, Tang Monk did not live in the royal temple.

There was no way, the old king's ghost could only run to the inn.

Hula!

The window was accidentally scratched open and the book on the table was almost blown away.

Tang Monk thought it was Wukong, so he pretended to recite a few lines of poetry: "The breeze cannot read, so why bother reading the books!"

The ghost of the old king, hidden outside the room.

I kept waiting for Tang Monk to fall asleep and wanted to dream, but Tang Monk just didn't sleep!

If you wait any longer, it may dawn.

The old king really wanted to rush in, but he was afraid of scaring Tang Monk.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the old king made up his mind and opened the window and went into Tang Monk's room.

"Holy monk, you want to avenge me!"

"who?"

Tang Monk was just watching, and suddenly an old man with long hair appeared on the window, with a hideous face and clumsy hands and feet crawling into the room.

"Where did the monster come from? Don't even think of harming me!"

Tang Monk threw the book and picked up the Zen Staff.

At the same time, Tang Seng guessed in his heart: "This old guy may be the king's ghost. He wants me to help him seek justice, but he doesn't even have any benefits. The time to fight monsters is tight, so a fool will help you!"

"I'm not a monster, I'm from Wuji Country..."

"Look at the fight!"

Monk Tang waved his Zen Staff.

Suddenly I realized that the other party was already dead and could not be beaten to death!

"Did you ask me for something?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

The other party was happy and felt that he had met a savior.

Whoosh!

Tang Seng immediately jumped out of the window, and in order not to interfere with this matter, Tang Seng ran away directly!

"Hey, Holy Monk, where are you going?"

The king's ghost is behind, pursuing reluctance.

The ghost is much faster than the mortals, and the old king feels that he can easily catch up.

The next scene shocked the old king!

Tang Monk flew in a yard and took a meter and a half in the air, like a cheetah in the darkness.

"Why did this monk run so fast?"

The old king was stunned. After running for a while, he was exhausted and breathless and sweating.

After a while, Tang Seng lost the old king.

"Ha, I don't have a chance to bother me now, right?"

Tang Seng was very proud and wandered outside for a while before going back.

...

The next day, Tang Seng got up and found that the three apprentices were missing!

"Goku!"

"Bajie!"

"Wujing! Where are you?"

Tang Seng shouted around but didn't respond.

"Have you ever seen my three disciples?"

Tang Seng and the waiter asked.

"The three of them went to the Royal Monastery early in the morning."

"ah?"

Tang Seng was stunned. He didn't want to bother the old king, but just wanted to kill the Green Lion Spirit to death as soon as possible. The three disciples were really troublesome!

It turned out that the old king's ghost could not catch up with Tang Seng last night. After returning, he asked Wukong to dream and tell him his grievances.

Wukong is jealous of evil and likes to stand up for justice.

Just dawn, he took Bajie to the royal temple, trying to fish out the old king's body from the well.

Tang Seng sighed and had to go.
To be continued...