"Thank you Great Sage!" The old gods hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, no matter whether what Sun Wukong said was true or not, as long as they didn't make a move on them now, they would be satisfied. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a bear child who even Guanyin Bodhisattva dared to disobey, Tang Sanzang didn't think that Sun Wukong could make the red boy obedient as long as he said a few casual words, so he stopped the gods who had packed up their things and were about to leave: "Everyone, go slowly, if you can't complete the tribute tomorrow, what will the red boy do to you?"

The gods originally thought that they could be as far away as Sun Wukong, but after hearing Tang Sanzang's words, their faces changed, yes, even if they were far away from this big demon king, the little demon king was even more abrasive, thinking of the torture he had been subjected to in the past two hundred years, the footsteps he had just raised had stopped, although Sun Wukong was famous, but this young monk looked quite kind, maybe he was really a good person.

The mountain god who spoke before said with a gloomy face: "If I can't pay the tribute tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the remaining half of my beard, the demon king tortures people in many ways, and the torture of everyone is not the same, we sixty old guys, have been tortured by the demon king for two hundred years, and I still don't know what method he will think of to torture us next time." ”

When the gods heard this, they all looked sad, and even more so, they had already begun to wipe their tears, which could make a group of land and mountain gods who had lived for hundreds of years afraid to look like this, Tang Sanzang was even more interested in the red child.

"It seems that my virtuous nephew has a bit of the demeanor we had back then, but what is the ability to bully some old men, I will educate him well tomorrow. Sun Wukong shook his head with a smile when he heard this, as if he remembered the scene when everyone worshipped.

"Okay, in that case, tomorrow we will go with you to the little demon king's cave, you don't have to worry too much, we are monks from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, not monsters. Tang Sanzang smiled and nodded, anyway, he just happened to meet it, and according to the plot trend in the original book, even if they didn't provoke this red boy, he would come to the door, and simply strike first.

Dealing with disobedient bear children, beat them up and be honest, this is a sentence that Tang Sanzang has always believed, he was the nemesis of bear children in their big family, as long as the naughty bear children in other places arrive at his house, they can all award the three good student awards on the spot.

"Looks like you're ready to pay tribute, I'll see if there's anything good. Zhu Tianpeng stepped forward, looked at the baskets one by one, turned around, pouted and said: "No wonder the red boy is dissatisfied, people let you pay tribute, what kind of trouble are you taking a basket of wild vegetables, isn't this clearly mocking people for being vegetarian?"

Tang Sanzang almost laughed out loud, these mountain gods are really too miserable, in these baskets, it is good to have a pheasant and hare, mostly some wild vegetables in the mountains, and some strange-looking stones.

"The master and the elders don't know, as a mountain god, we are supposed to protect the water and soil, and the demon king gathers nearby monsters and eats many birds and beasts every day, we really can't bear it, we would rather be tortured ourselves than dare to take beasts and birds from our own territory. The mountain god sighed, a little helpless, and more desperate.

Zhu Tianpeng looked at the old gods, and said after a while: "That's it, we'll help you solve tomorrow's matter, and you will be responsible for playing mahjong with us tonight, so use these things as chips." ”

"yes, the four of us are tired of playing, and it would be interesting to add another guy. Ao Xiaobai was the first to agree.

"Well, that's a good idea. Sun Wukong also nodded.

"Is it just these things?" Sha Wanjing looked at the things in those baskets, as if she was a little dissatisfied, and turned her eyes to the clothes on the old gods.

"Alright, clothes other than pants are worthless, just these things in the basket. Tang Sanzang said with a smile, he knew what Sha Wanjing was thinking.

"I don't know what the elder meant?" The old gods were already quite happy when they heard that Tang Sanzang and the others were willing to help solve the problem of paying tribute tomorrow, but they were a little puzzled when they heard Zhu Tianpeng's words.

"You all come up, I'll tell you the rules first, what about this mahjong ......" Zhu Tianpeng beckoned to the old gods, and after they all gathered around, he began to explain the rules to them.

The gods nodded as if they didn't understand, after all, they were more or less an immortal, and their ability to understand was much stronger than ordinary, and the rules were understood, and it wasn't enough for everyone to play a handful, and it depended on the individual at what level the specific operation could reach.

Tang Sanzang looked at this scene, and didn't stop it, how can you say that these mountain gods and land also belong to the side of the Heavenly Court, helping them, charging some fees is not too much, it is already very good not to help the red boy bully.

The mahjong table was quickly set out, the four boss chairs were arranged, Sun Wukong, Zhu Tianpeng, and Sha Wanjing each sat on one side, leaving a seat for the old gods.

Zhu Tianpeng first ordered a few old gods with living creatures in the basket, they haven't eaten dinner yet, and they haven't caught game yet, and now it seems that they can win dinner first.

A group of old gods who are now learning and selling against three old gamblers who have been fighting at the mahjong table for more than a month and are proficient in various algorithms, the result is naturally a one-sided slaughter.

Tang Sanzang took the rabbit and pheasant that the three of them had won from the gods to the side to slaughter, and he could clearly feel the surprised gaze of the old gods. Tang Sanzang is a monk, he actually eats meat, and he has to be slaughtered in it, of course, more of a distressed, not ruined by the little devil, all fell into Tang Sanzang's hands today.

Tang Sanzang was not polite at all, it just so happened that there were some Ganoderma lucidum, mushrooms and other things in the basket, so they didn't all take them to roast, he took a stew pot from the Qiankun bag, used a pheasant to stew mushrooms, and a hare to roast, and by the way, he roasted some mushrooms and delicious wild vegetables in the mountains on an iron plate.

"Master, I think your craft is getting better and better. ”

"Mm-hmm, I think so too. Master's cooking skills can be called the god of food, and this kind of food is not even in the sky, only can be eaten here by Master. ”

Ao Xiaobai and Luo Xi, who did not participate, squatted beside the fire, while secretly eating, while praising Tang Sanzang, they were not stingy with praise at all, and they were about to praise him to the sky.

The temptation of food is obviously more direct than that of mahjong, and the three of them unanimously agreed to a temporary truce, and after eating, they will fight for another 300 rounds.

"Master, is the chicken soup ready?" Ao Xiaobai held a small bowl and looked at Tang Sanzang with anticipation.