Chapter Seventy-Seven: Be reasonable, I'm a monk

Tang Sanzang, who was holding the stone gate, was about to break out of the door, destroy the demon cave, rescue the horse king, and then go to meet his apprentices, when he heard someone coming in the door, he hesitated, but he still stopped, planning to take a look first. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Through the gap left in the stone door, you can see most of the stone chamber, including the pool of blood directly facing the stone chamber.

What surprised Tang Sanzang was the person who entered the stone room, it was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a blue and white cardigan robe, his hair neatly tied with a white hosta, with a long figure, handsome appearance, and a bit of scholarly elegance.

"Ahh How did you run out of a pretty scholar! Are there any normal monsters in this world? said that the fierce gods are evil, and one mouth can smoke a piece of people! Tang Sanzang couldn't help but complain, to be honest, he was very disappointed.

Looking at the scholar standing still on the edge of the blood pool, Tang Sanzang took two deep breaths and calmed down, maybe the next moment this guy would make a terrifying move to drink up this blood pool. Monsters, you can't infer it with common sense, isn't the face of the tree demon in Guanyin Temple very good-looking.

However, this scholar gave him a strange feeling, it was certain that this was a monster, and most likely it was the Yellow Wind Monster. But the demonic aura on his body is very special, or a little weak, weaker than ordinary little demons, as if he was suppressed by something, if it weren't for Tang Sanzang's sensitivity to demonic energy, I'm afraid he would really treat him as an ordinary scholar.

Just when Tang Sanzang felt that this Yellow Wind Monster must have done something terrible to the King of Horses, and was already about to break out of the door, the scholar sat down on the edge of the blood pool, and then cried.

Tang Sanzang rarely saw a man crying, let alone watching a monster cry at a white horse in the pool of blood, and the crying was heartbreaking. Although he had his back to Tang Sanzang, from the frequency and amplitude of his wails and shoulder swaying, it was definitely not adulterated.

"Luo Xi Luo Xi, why bother, Luo Xi...... What should I do......"

Listening to the wail that echoed in the closed stone room, Tang Sanzang felt that his brain didn't seem to be very useful, what was the situation?

The Yellow Wind Monster didn't even look at him, and when he entered the door, he cried at a white horse, and it sounded like a story, and he was a little caught off guard by such a divine unfolding.

At this time, there was another sound of opening the door on the side, and Yin Wei, the tigress who had just run all the way with Tang Sanzang, walked in, standing a foot away and looking at the Yellow Wind Monster who was still crying to herself, the expression on her face was still cold, but her eyes were surprisingly gentle, and she was a little worried.

When she moved her gaze to the white horse in the center of the blood pool, her face became a little complicated, and her fists clenched and slowly loosened, as if she was a little envious, a little pity, and a little happy.

Tang Sanzang, who was standing in the stone gate, touched his chin and looked at the strange scene in the stone room, and while touching his chin, he was exuding his brain.

The Yellow Wind Monster seems to be a rat spirit, what specific breed Tang Sanzang forgot, and then he fell in love with this unicorn named Luo Xi, and the unicorn seemed to be unconscious, so he couldn't judge whether she liked the Yellow Wind Monster or not.

But it can be seen that Yin Wei likes the Yellow Wind Monster, and a tigress likes a rat spirit.

So, is this what love is called cross-racial?

"Wait, let me take a look at it......" Tang Sanzang rubbed his temples, although his nerves were already thick enough, but falling into this strange love triangle spanning three species, his worldview still began to collapse.

"Mu Xiao...... Everything will be fine. Yin Wei walked forward slowly, put his hand on the scholar's shoulder, glanced at the white horse in the blood pool, and looked back at the secret prison where Tang Sanzang was kept, "I have already arrested Tang Sanzang, as long as I drink his heart's blood, I can save Luo Xi." ”

"Who said this, haven't you tried it at all!" Tang Sanzang patted the stone door and shouted dissatisfiedly, he didn't know where this tigress heard the home remedies, and he could actually use his heart and blood to cure his illness.

But it's no surprise that the people in that town have lost their hearts.

"Yes, Yin Wei, how do you know that the hard work of this monk from the Tang Dynasty can cure Luo Xi?" The Yellow Wind Monster called Mu Xiao stopped crying, wiped a handful of tears, got up and looked at Tang Sanzang in the stone gate, revealing a little compassion, "Moreover, if he takes the blood of his heart, he will die, save one person and kill another, how can I do this." Amitabha, good and good......"

Tang Sanzang, who was about to slam the door and come out, was really stunned at this moment, staring at the young scholar who felt out of nowhere a string of Buddhist beads, pinched the Buddhist beads familiarly, and muttered the Lotus Sutra in his mouth.

"If you can't do it, I'll do it." Yin Wei glanced at Mu Xiao and slowly walked towards the cell where Tang Sanzang was kept, his expression was cold, he was definitely the master who could do it.

Tang Sanzang, who was trying to piece together his three views, breathed a sigh of relief, yes, this is a bit of a monster, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do next.

"Don't, Yin Wei, if you want to kill him for blood, kill me first." After brushing it, Mu Xiao, who was standing next to the blood pool, had already appeared in front of the secret prison, opened his hands to block the door, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"I ...... Lying ......" Tang Sanzang opened his mouth, but at this time, there were no suitable words in his mind to express his collapsed mood at this time, no, there was a problem with this development!

For a moment, Tang Sanzang felt that it was Tang Seng who opened his hands to block in front of him, yes, it was the pedantic monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty in the TV in his previous life. To be clear, that's not him.

Anyway, no matter who it is, this guy who is righteous and awe-inspiring in front of him, and has an expression that if you want to kill him, he will step over my corpse, is it really the Yellow Wind Monster who sent Yin Wei to wash a small town with blood?

"Yang Xiao! If it drags on any longer, she really won't wake up, after so many years, do you really want to give up? Isn't she even as good as this monk in your heart? Yin Wei looked at Yang Xiao, a little angry.

"No, Luo Xi can't be compared to anyone in my heart, even if I exchange my life, I want to save her......" Yang Xiao looked at the white horse in the blood pool, his face was full of pain, but he still shook his head firmly: "However, you must not use the means of harming others to save her, if Luo Xi is still sober, she will definitely not allow me to do this." I am compassionate, I don't go to hell......"

"What, can I interject?" Tang Sanzang looked embarrassed at the stone door, "Be reasonable, I'm a monk, right?" ”