The first time I heard Tang Seng call himself too platinum, Tai Baixing couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded: "Yes." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Sure enough...... What crime did she commit? ”

"Felony."

"What punishment?"

"A hundred swords pierce the heart." Biting her lip and looking at the woman being tortured on the bank of the quicksand river, Tai Bai Xing added: "A hundred swords are ten thousand swords, one thousand one hundred and eleven swords!" ”

"Can't be merciful?"

"Nope."

Tai Bai Xing shook his head and said expressionlessly: "The Emperor's order is that favoritism is never allowed. ”

"That's right." For Tai Bai Xing's cold response, Tang Seng showed a look of distress on his face, and after thinking silently for a moment, he suddenly sighed: "So, you really came to find trouble again this time." ”

Tai Bai Xing was silent, just staring at Tang Seng, as if wondering why he would say such a thing.

Tang Seng didn't explain, turned around and handed the tin staff to Mo Xing for her to hold for herself, and then put down the Jia on her shoulder and put it on Yin Yue's head.

"Remember, if you really recognize me as a master, then no matter what happens, you will never move." With a long breath, Tang Seng, who had left these words, strode towards the tortured woman on the bank of the quicksand river.

Everyone was puzzled, only Jia seemed to notice something, and as soon as his blood-red eyes shrank, he jumped off Yin Yue's head, trying to catch up with Tang Seng. But in the end, it still stopped, because Tang Seng glanced back at it halfway.

"Meow!" shouted irritably, seeing that Tang Seng was resolute in his eyes, knowing that even if he went up to stop it, it would never work. Jia retracted his forelimbs, gritted his teeth, and watched Tang Seng go farther and farther.

When she came to the woman, Tang Seng looked at her.

Her face was as white as snow, blood overflowed from the corners of her lips, and her body trembled in agony, but even so, the woman never said a word, looking back at Tang Seng, she could even smile.

That smile is like a nameless flower that is still strong and blooming in the storm, and the beauty is thrilling, making people speechless.

Tang Seng was stunned, and then smiled: "You can still laugh in such a situation, for temper...... Ah, it's decided, you, the apprentice, have accepted it. ”

The woman tilted her head in confusion, then pointed to the heavenly soldier in the sky, pointed to herself, and then pointed to the location of Sun Wukong in the distance.

"You're being tortured, so you want me to go?"

The woman's eyes widened, and then she squinted and smiled happily, obviously, Tang Seng was right.

"I thought, but unfortunately I can't." Tang Seng lamented: "This guy of mine has a bad problem, that is, he can't see people, especially his own people suffering. Originally, it was your fault, if we didn't have to do it, it would be forgotten, but I said that you are my apprentice, so I can't do it if I don't see it. ”

"Little girl, remember my name, my name is Tang Seng, and I am a monk from the Tang Dynasty who wants to go to the West to learn scriptures. From now on, uncle, I will be your master. ”

Haha laughed, Tang Seng, who said these words in a ruffian tone, also pinched the face of the stunned woman who didn't know how to react with his hand.

"The hand feels full of points, and the uncle is becoming more and more satisfied with your apprentice." snapped his fingers and winked playfully at the woman, Tang Seng turned around, and then looked at the heavenly soldiers in the sky, who were covered with sharp swords.

"Poor monk Tang Seng, is the world-honored Rulai and the Emperor of Heaven hand-picked the Western Heaven to learn scriptures, I wonder if Your Excellency can give the poor monk a face and no longer embarrass her?"

The heavenly soldier was expressionless: "The order of the Emperor of Heaven is not to show favoritism." The punishment of a hundred swords piercing the heart will be suffered. ”

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, the poor monk is not letting Your Excellency show favoritism, but just wants Your Excellency to be a little flexible."

Tang Seng said with a smile: "The poor monk once told the apprentices that the master and apprentice, the poor monk who is the master and the apprentice, is responsible for watching the excitement and carrying the black pot in the back. As disciples, they fought to their deaths. Taibai, who came with you, said that the person behind the poor monk was the last disciple of Guanyin Xu and the poor monk, and even so, the poor monk should keep his promise. ”

"Since she is a disciple, then her fault is borne by a poor monk, and the punishment is neither war nor fighting, neither destruction nor death, even so, her punishment is also suffered by a poor monk."

Tang Seng's words were loud and powerful, and they not only made Sun Wukong, who had been watching from afar, change their faces, but even Tai Bai Xing, who had been smiling, couldn't help but exclaim: "Are you crazy!?" The pain of a hundred swords piercing the heart can't even be endured by the immortals, you mortals actually want to be punished on her behalf, do you want to live and die painfully, and your soul is scattered?! ”

Surprise and emotion flashed in her eyes, the smile on her face disappeared and replaced with worry, and the woman gently tugged at the corner of Tang Seng's clothes, shaking her head to signal that he didn't have to be like this.

Looking back, smiling, shaking his head, Tang Seng said: "Don't persuade, the poor monk is not for you, but for himself." Do you want the poor monk to become the kind of villain who doesn't believe in his words? ”

The woman was speechless, bowed her head, but her hand was still grasping the corner of Tang Seng's clothes, obviously not giving up her plan to let him leave.

The woman here behaved like this, and the Monkey King there had already rushed up, pulling Tang Seng's collar hard, and she shouted angrily: "Is your dead monk really in the water?" Do you dare to bear the punishment of the gods? A hundred swords pierce the heart, let alone a hundred swords, just a few pieces can make you, a mortal monk with a physical body, unable to even go to the Western Heavens, and directly scatter your soul, understand? ”

The strength of the soul of immortals and mortals is very different, if the former is iron, condensed but not dispersed, the latter is mud, loose and crumbling, and it will shatter when poked. And this punishment of piercing the heart with a hundred swords, on the surface, is piercing the chest, but in fact it is a torture on the soul, without hurting the body, but it passes through the soul over and over again, making people feel painful and unable to die!

"As a teacher, you won't die." Even if Sun Wukong was furious, Tang Seng still smiled, and in a factual tone, he said: "You can't die no matter what." ”

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! The hair stood upside down, and Sun Wukong shouted angrily: "The gods have the five decays of heaven and man, the Buddha has the suffering of extinction, even the high heavenly saints have a theorem that cannot be escaped, you actually told my grandson that you will not die, where do you get your confidence and arrogance!" ”

Tang Seng said calmly: Just tell the facts.

"Shut up!" Sun Wukong roared angrily, and gritted his teeth and pulled Tang Seng to leave: "It's okay to come with you on weekdays, this time obediently give my grandson an acquaintance, otherwise my grandson will not be polite!" ”

Tang Seng was motionless, even if Sun Wukong had the power of ten thousand jun, he couldn't move, Sun Wukong was stunned, then he was furious, his eyes trembled rapidly, and then the blood red was instantly dyed, and he suddenly punched Tang Seng in the abdomen: "You monk, give me an acquaintance with my old grandson!!! ”

Don't avoid it, punch, coughing up blood, the smile on Tang Seng's face never faded, on the contrary, his smile became more gentle when he was punched by Sun Wukong until the corner of his lip bleed: "This is not ignorance, this is persistence." Wukong, if you replace her with your monkey monkey grandson and you with a teacher, do you think you will be the same as me? ”

Yes! Absolutely! Sun Wukong roared with bare eyes: "But they're dead, bastard!" ”

"But she's still alive."

As soon as Tang Seng's words came out, Sun Wukong suddenly became dumbfounded, and looked at the woman behind Tang Seng who was pulling the corners of his clothes, pushing him and wanting him to leave, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and said: "You - crazy!" ”

Tang Seng smiled and said nothing, as if he acquiesced.

"But my grandson won't go crazy with you!"

Knowing Tang Seng's determination and knowing that no matter how much persuasion he wanted, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and turned around, and took two steps, but she suddenly turned around and became angry, wanting to stun Tang Seng and stop him from doing stupid things.

He had already expected to take a step back to avoid Sun Wukong's hand knife that hit his neck, and then turned around to invalidate the silent sneak attack of the woman behind him, Tang Seng said: "I, I don't want to regret it." ”

Some things may be silly, but there are always people who do them. Some people are for persistence, some people are for principles, and Tang Seng is just for not wanting to regret it.

The so-called punishment is just a temporary pain, but repentance, it will be entangled for life, leading to death!

Don't want to regret it? Don't want to regret it? Don't want to regret it?

The offensive that was about to continue paused, Sun Wukong stared at Tang Seng's eyes, muttering these four words in his heart, and his lips unconsciously bit blood. Suddenly, she burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter, laughing hysterically as if she were about to burst into tears.

"Don't want to regret it? Well said! That's great! In that case, my grandson won't let you regret it! ”

The smile suddenly retracted, and Sun Wukong said expressionlessly: "Remember, my grandson will not collect the corpse for you!" ”

"Don't worry, no one will have that chance."

staring at Tang Seng for a while, Sun Wukong turned around, brushed his sleeves and left, and dragged Yiren and Moxing away by the way. There is no way to stop it, why stay?

After Sun Wukong left, the woman was still trying to stop Tang Seng, but she was never successful, and even coughed violently because of the injury caused by too many movements.

When Tai Bai Xing saw it, he was immediately in a hurry, and directly used a spell to come to the woman's side: "Your Majesty...... Roller blinds, are you alright? ”

The woman shook her head, her face became more and more pale, she raised her hand weakly, pointed to Tang Seng who was talking to the executioner because of her weakness, and motioned to Tai Bai Xing to stop him.

Tai Bai Xing was speechless, looking at the weak woman who didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, hesitating.

And over there, Tang Seng also had a discussion with the Heavenly Soldiers to the end.

"How, one for one, her punishment of the poor monk will be accepted, and the punishment of the poor monk will be carried out by you. There is no favoritism, there is no perversion of the law, is it okay? ”

"This ......"

The Heavenly Soldier was still expressionless, but it seemed to be a little loose from the look in his eyes. Unable to make his own decision, the heavenly soldier looked at Tai Bai Xing: "Lord Taibai, you see?" ”

Seeing that the heavenly soldiers did not listen to Tang Seng, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, confident that Tai Bai Xing would not go against her intentions without authorization, she tried to stand up straight, and was ready to continue to be tortured.

But then, something unexpected happened to her, because Tai Bai Xing nodded.

Glancing at the woman, and then at Tang Seng, the unbearable and struggle flashed in his eyes, and Tai Bai Xing nodded indifferently: "Quasi!" ”

"Thank you."

Expressing his gratitude to the Tai Bai Xing, Tang Seng looked at the golden flying swords that were overwhelmingly roaring towards him, clasped his palms, and smiled: "Nan Wu ~ Amitabha!"