The next moment, without waiting for the monkey to ask, Ben Bo Er Ba and Ba Bo Er Ben scrambled to tell what they knew.

"Don't ...... Don't roast me, that relic Buddha treasure was stolen by my horse, and I am innocent......"

"My horse is the nine-headed insect horse of the chaotic stone mountain and blue wave pond of the Sai Country, its magical power is vast, the mana is boundless, and there is earth-shattering energy between the nine heads."

"That's right, that's right, the reason why I'm here is also because I was instructed by the horse to watch the wind here, to see if the holy monk Tang Sanzang will pass by here, and whether he has the intention of caring about this idle matter."

"Of course, we are just investigating the situation, but we don't have the courage to make a move against the holy monk Tang Sanzang...... Well, by the way, Ba Bo Er Ben is a black fish, the meat is tender, and it drinks wine all year round, with its own aroma, which is suitable for stewed soup......"

"Hu ...... Nonsense...... Ben Bo Erba is a white fish, full of elasticity, full of taste, and more importantly, Ben Bo Erba usually eats the leftover dishes of the nine-headed horse, which is full of flesh and blood nutrition, and steaming is the most suitable......"

"Stew you, stew you, stew black fish in an iron pot......"

"Steaming you, steaming you, steaming white fish in a big cage......"

……

For a while, after scrambling to finish the valuable secrets in their hearts, Ben Bo Er and Ba Bo Er Ben looked at each other's taste and nutrition, then to the body shape and aroma, and finally compared the origin of the heel, and compared who was more suitable for cooking in an all-round way.

"Amitabha, good and good......"

Tang Sanzang listened to the quarrel between Ben Bo Erba and Ba Bo Erben as if no one was there, and only felt a little helpless, and immediately said after pronouncing the Buddha's name.

"Don't argue with the two demon clan donors, the monks are compassionate, how can the poor monks and apprentices hurt your lives?"

After a pause, just as Ben Bo Er Ba and Ba Bo Er Ben breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Sanzang turned his head to Zhu Bajie and ordered.

"Bajie, and these two donors are stunned, let them rest for a night, and tomorrow they will be sent to the palace to present to His Majesty the Sacrifice Country, to prove that there are monsters who have made trouble, secretly seized the national treasure of the relics, and also postponed the execution time of those innocent monks."

"Yes, Master."

When it came to these things, Zhu Bajie had the means, and ran around Ben Bo Er and Ba Bo a few times with a smile, with a few thoughtful and terrifying smiles on his face, which made them croak.

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't mess around!"

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he stood behind Ba Boerben, pushed his big belly forward, and said. "Don't worry, the old pig is very ugly but very gentle, he doesn't want to do anything, and he won't mess around, he just plans to follow the master's orders to make you unconscious."

？？！！

Rush to the waves, to the waves.

If you get dizzy, you get dizzy, why do you say such misleading words? Wouldn't it be better to go straight to the neck?

Slow? Fainted?

There is no shortage of eager and intelligent Ben Bo Erba and Ba Bo Ben at the same time, their eyes lit up at the same time, looked at each other, and suddenly shook, and the two fish heads, one black and one white, collided with each other.

"Bang!"

With the two pairs of fish eyes rolling, Ben Bo Erba and Ba Bo Erben passed out at the same time.

Obviously, if they understand the meaning, they just need to faint anyway, and as for the thousands of processes, what can not be included in it?

And since the result is already doomed, why bother with this pig essence? It's just a matter of cooperation between brothers.

"Tsk, it's really scary, I still have stunts that I haven't used yet." Zhu Bajie said rather boredly.

"Okay, Second Senior Brother, your stunt hurts Tianhe, don't use it, save it for next time, there will always be a chance." Before going to bed, the sand monk who habitually sorted out and checked his luggage replied.

"That's ......"

Zhu Bajie nullified his mouth, and his pig nose also trembled, and then turned his head to look, and found that Tang Sanzang had begun to sleep, so he did not make a loud noise, but found a corner that could block one side for Tang Sanzang to lie down and rest.

Nothing was said all night, and the next morning was unspoken.

Tang Sanzang got up early, and after doing warm-up exercises, he tidied up his appearance and dress, and arrived at the city of the king of the sacrifice with his apprentices, and handed the customs clearance documents and audience documents to the king of the sacrifice country with the etiquette of the envoys and monks of the Tang Dynasty.

The name of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, for some reason, resounded in almost all the countries within the entire human race.

As Tang Sanzang handed over the customs clearance documents and the audience documents, it took almost a moment to open the middle door of the palace of the king of the festival in front of him, and under the leadership of several officials, Tang Sanzang was welcomed with a very grand etiquette.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Tang Sanzang solemnly sorted out the plain white monk's robe on his body, his expression was straight, and he pronounced the Buddha's name with his palms together, and said. "There is a benefactor."

For a while, several officials and many guards of the Sai Sai Country in front of them inexplicably felt the handsome and incomparable Tang Sanzang in front of them, and there was a burst of Zen Buddha meaning that made people quiet and peaceful, and almost involuntarily let them learn from Tang Sanzang's appearance, and saluted with their palms together, and said.

"Amitabha, holy monk...... Please! ”

Immediately, Tang Sanzang, who was dressed in plain white monk's robes, walked towards the palace under the leadership of several officials, and in a single move, it seemed to be a lotus step by step, not looking cold and ruthless, but under the backdrop of several vulgar officials, Tang Sanzang was like a white lotus with a fragrance in the rolling world.

At this moment, in the palace, where Tang Sanzang passed, he was the only focus, and he was like a clear stream flowing out of the lotus, washing away the depressed, heavy and other emotions in the palace, leaving only tranquility and peace in the hearts of many officials, guards, and palace maids.

Holy Monk ......

Without anyone's introduction, this idea was born in everyone's hearts, and instinctively bowed slightly to Tang Sanzang to show respect, and even the monkey, pig, fish, and horse that followed Tang Sanzang closely behind were not noticed, as if all the attention was attracted by Tang Sanzang.

Soon, Tang Sanzang arrived outside the main hall where the king of the Sai Kingdom was located.

With a passing sound, Tang Sanzang immediately entered it, walked to a suitable position away from the king of the sacrificial country, clasped his palms together, and said.

"Poor monk Tang Sanzang, meet Your Majesty."

The king of the Saisai Country, who looked fat-headed and big-eared, and had no imperial appearance, looked Tang Sanzang up and down, and was amazed in his heart by the uniqueness of Tang Sanzang's appearance and temperament, and asked.

"The holy monk is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty on the order of the King of Tang and wanted to go to the West Tianling Mountain to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures......"