"Push him out of the door!"

10 minutes later, Tang Seng was tied up by the little demon and pushed directly out of the lotus cave.

Tang:?

Isn't it, little brother, if you don't buy a knife, just push me out?

Don't you eat Tang monk meat?

In the Lotus Cave.

"King, why did you send that Tang monk away?" the fine ghost said incomprehensibly.

The Golden Horn King's eyes flashed with a little wisdom, he raised the wine glass on the table, and sneered slightly: "Then Tang Sanzang is an ordinary man, how can he have so many immortal weapons, this person is definitely not Tang Sanzang!"

"I see, the king is wise!" The delicate ghost who is the henchman of the Golden Horn King and the clever worm clapped their ass together.

"Let's wait for my brother to catch that Tang Sanzang and come back!" the Golden Horn King drank the wine in his hand.

Tang Seng outside the door stretched hard, directly broke the rope, and left with a depressed face.

"Holy Monk, where have you been?" Bai Gu Jing said softly when he saw Tang Sanzang coming back listlessly.

Tang Seng waved his hand, "Go and set up a stall in front of the monster door." ”

Bone Spirit: ......

"What kind of monsters are these laborers, they don't know anything at all, I said that I am Tang Seng can live forever by eating a piece of meat, but no one believes it, and they don't buy my things, and finally they expelled me, it's really eyeless. Looks like we're going to have to think of another way. ”

Tang Seng snorted on the ground and said depressedly.

Bone Spirit: ......

The holy monk is really a holy monk, and he actually wants to go to the monster cave to set up a stall, which is worthy of the man I have a crush on, and his behavior is different.

However, it was said that after the Silver Horn King left the Lotus Cave, he stood on the top of the mountain and saw Tang Seng and his party, and he couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face.

"What a Tang Sanzang, he really came, fortunately he didn't miss it. But what's going on with that corpse demon? I didn't hear that Tang Seng also took in a corpse demon!"

The Silver Horn King's eyes narrowed, "A corpse demon is not to be feared, that is, the iron rod in Sun Wukong's hand is powerful, I heard that it is the treasure of Zhenhai in the East China Sea, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, if you want to eat Tang monk meat, you have to outwit it." ”

The Silver Horn King turned around and turned into an old Taoist.

"I will become a wounded Taoist, that Tang monk is kind by nature, compassionate, will definitely let Sun Wukong carry me, at that time, I will move two mountains, this Sun Wukong to suppress, others do not have to be afraid, then Tang monk meat can be eaten, haha, haha. ”

Tang monk and apprentice were walking depressedly, at this moment, there was a painful groan from the hillside in front of him, and then, a Taoist rolled down from the hillside,

"Help me, help me......" The Silver Horn King shouted in a raised voice.

"Master, it seems that someone is shouting, do you want to go over and take a look?" Sun Wukong raised his head and listened attentively.

"Amitabha, Wukong, you heard it wrong, it's the cry of a wild boar. Tang Seng said expressionlessly.

"Oh, let's go, then. Sun Wukong nodded and said.

Silver Horn King: ......

Is this monk behind his ears?

"That monk, help me!" Seeing that Tang Seng was about to walk by on a white horse, the Silver Horn King hurriedly got out of the grass and hugged his right leg and shouted pain.

"Oops, my leg, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. ”

Zhu Bajie glanced at it and said, "Master, someone is really injured, do you want to save him?"

When the Silver Horn King heard this, he cried out even louder: "It hurts, young monk, please be merciful and save me." I am a Taoist priest in the temple, and I went up the mountain with my apprentice, and I accidentally ran into a tiger, and my apprentice was eaten by a tiger, and my right leg was broken, and only one left leg was left and I couldn't walk, but what should I do? If I met the tiger again, I would die. ”

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, and they can't see death without help. Wukong, let's discount his other leg. Tang Seng clasped his hands together and said expressionlessly.

Hehe, dog, I didn't want to send it to the door just now, and now I'm here to kneel and lick it?

Bah, scumbag.

When the Silver Horn King heard the previous sentence, a smile appeared in his eyes, this Tang Seng was really as merciful and kind as rumored.

When he heard the last sentence, a question mark slowly appeared in the Silver Horn King's mind: ?

What kind of compassion is this?

What the hell can't you see death and not save it?

"Oh. Sun Wukong answered, stepped forward with the golden hoop stick, and a little cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Monster, looking for death, right? This kind of change technique can't hide my grandson's fiery eyes!

"Monk, monk help, didn't you say that your family is merciful, why do you want to discount my other leg!" the Silver Horn King shouted in alarm.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is indeed compassionate!" Tang Seng said with a face as usual.

"You see, in ancient times, the Buddha sacrificed his life to feed the eagle, and today the tiger wants to eat the Taoist, and the Taoist let it eat, and the Buddha sacrifices himself to feed the tiger, this is compassion!

Silver Horn King: @#$%

God's love!

Fuck mercy!

Why don't you give it to the tiger yourself?

"Monk, take me with you with mercy, as long as you leave this mountain, even if you are a poor man, you will definitely thank you for your great kindness!" begged the Silver Horn King.

"What you said is true?" Tang Seng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well, as long as you bring me, Master, Poor Dao will definitely repay the monk's great kindness. ”

"Then repay it now. ”

@#$%

"The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, and went to set up stalls along the way to the west of the sky, if the Taoist chief didn't dislike it......" Tang Seng took out a row of control knives in the system space, and said leisurely, "You see I have watermelon knives, sledgehammers, and three-edged knives here." If the Taoist chief takes it with you, you don't have to be afraid of the tiger next time, they are all monks, and the poor monks will definitely not cheat you, but just earn you a little money. ”

Hiss......

Why does this monk carry so many knives with him?

Why are you so afraid of death?

The Silver Horn King gasped.

"Of course there is no problem, a few knives are worth anything, and I can buy them at twice the price!" the Silver Horn King agreed, "I have silver taels in my arms, so I'll give it to you." ”

"100 taels of silver for a watermelon knife, 150 taels for a sledgehammer, 150 taels for a three-edged knife... Add up to 500 taels of silver, since the Taoist chief is twice as high, 1000 taels is. Tang Seng said expressionlessly.

The Silver Horn King, who had just handed out a piece of silver, was stunned for a moment, what is this thing so expensive?

Five minutes later, Tang Seng converted the silver taels into wealth value and said with a smile: "I made a joke with the Taoist chief just now, Taoist chief, let's get on the horse." ”

The Silver Horn King looked at the white horse and said, "I hope that the holy monk begs mercy, I can't ride a horse because my leg is injured, please let the holy monk let that apprentice carry me." ”

After saying that, the Silver Horn King pointed his finger at Sun Wukong, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Sun Wukong, I'll arrange you next!

Sun Wukong raised his head: "Master, this ......"

"Amitabha, the monks are compassionate......"

Tang Seng clasped his hands together, squinted his eyes and said, "Since the Taoist chief has an injury on his leg and can't ride a horse, then the poor monk will carry you." ”

"Okay, okay...... Huh, you carry me?" the smile on the Silver Horn King's face instantly froze.