Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hungry for the Teacher

Immediately, Tang Sanzang hurriedly rolled the saddle and dismounted, blocked the monkey behind him, and folded his hands.

"The six kings, please calm the wrath of the thunder and apologize quickly, otherwise they will be raised for decades by their fathers and mothers."

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The six big men holding steel knives were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

The one-eyed man at the head carried the steel knife on his shoulder, pointed at Tang Sanzang with one hand, and said with a smile. "You monk, I'm afraid you're scared and talking nonsense......"

Immediately, the one-eyed man turned to speak. "Monk, the six of us are just seeking money, but we don't have to take your life, as long as you hand over the valuable things on your body and the robe draped on the monkey's body, it is okay to let you pass."

"Amitabha, good, good, why are the six donors obsessed, there is a Taoist who dies for money, so greedy, he will only give his life in vain. Let's leave quickly, the poor monk is very short-tempered, and his ability is not small, and the poor monk doesn't want you to be killed by him, make up murder, retreat quickly, retreat quickly......"

Tang Sanzang was not annoyed, and still persuaded these six big men softly, every word was out of kindness, all because of those Xu Hao's compassion.

After all......

Tang Sanzang quietly glanced back at the monkey, but found that the monkey's face was already full of anger, faintly exuding an extremely fierce aura.

Maybe these big men are no longer human, but monkeys, they are real monkeys, once they make a move, it is absolutely impossible to leave a face.

"Hahaha......"

However, for Tang Sanzang's kind persuasion, these six big men laughed even more happily.

"Just a monkey?"

"Hahaha, look at that monkey's nondescript appearance in a robe, I'm laughing to death."

"This monk can't be a cameo, right? Only then did I recognize a monkey as an apprentice, and when the time came, let the monkey praise him, so that he could ask for a reward? ”

"Don't say it, this bald monk is quite handsome, hehe...... It's easy to ask for a reward. ”

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For a while, with the unobstructed appearance of the six big men, the smile on Tang Sanzang's face gradually disappeared.

"Alas...... It's really kind to persuade the ghost to find the dead, no matter what, God's will is like this, so I can't do anything about it. ”

Tang Sanzang shook his head slightly and sighed, no longer wasting his senseless tongue, he simply turned over and got on his horse again, and said with compassion on his face.

"Amitabha, good and good, Wukong, the teacher is waiting for you in front of you, remember to be compassionate, and don't create too much murder."

"Noise!" Under the ridicule of these six big men, the monkey, who had long been unable to contain his anger, immediately pulled it out of his ear and conjured a golden hoop stick of the same height as the monkey.

"Master leave quickly, so that my grandson can teach them what means are!"

The next moment, the monkey slapped the white horse's buttocks hard, and when the six big men were shocked by the sudden appearance of the golden hoop stick, the white horse that suffered pain instantly broke away from the encirclement of the six big men like an arrow from the string.

Immediately, there were bursts of watermelon crackling, screaming, and wailing behind Tang Sanzang......

"Amitabha, good and good, karma, reincarnation is unpleasant."

In this regard, Tang Sanzang recited the scriptures for the six great men in his heart, but he did not turn back to stop the monkey.

Not to mention that Tang Sanzang had truthfully said the consequences of annoying the monkeys, it was the strong smell of blood on these six people, as well as their skillful movements, but Tang Sanzang understood that this was not the first time in the deep mountains that these six people had acted like this, and they were not the people he wanted to do.

The perpetrators of evil are not within the scope of the compassion of the poor monks, and letting the monkeys solve them is invisibly helping more innocent people to survive, which is good.

"However, this is the advantage of having an apprentice by his side, otherwise if the poor monk personally excesses, not to mention the risk of exposure, it is not in line with the image of the poor monk."

Tang Sanzang, who had continued to walk for a short while, stopped the white horse, found a place uphill and sat down cross-legged, waiting for the monkey to return.

In less than a moment, the monkey, who seemed to be in a much better mood, hummed Tang Sanzang's unknown tune and landed behind Tang Sanzang.

"Master, it's all settled."

"Amitabha, good and good, are the six donors walking peacefully?" Tang Sanzang folded his hands, nodded his head slightly, and asked with his eyes slightly closed.

"Serene, serene, without a struggle."

"That's fine, that's fine." Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief and said. "Wukong, you must know that all living beings are suffering, although we cannot distinguish between good and evil, repay evil with good, repay good with evil, and repay karma for evil, but the monks must still have compassion and let those donors walk as peacefully as possible."

"Hahaha, Master, your theory is also interesting, interesting!" The monkey said with a smile as if he had heard something interesting.

"Unlike other monks and monks, they are so pedantic and annoying, what do you say about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, you must know that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the West Heaven are not good people, and they are not necessarily soft on the fruit of bad humanity and the magic weapon of seizing people."

"Amitabha, Wukong, how can you be so disrespectful to my Buddha?" Tang Sanzang was slightly serious, turned his head and scolded the monkey behind him.

However, as Tang Sanzang turned around and looked, he found that the monkey had changed into a piece of clothing.

If Tang Sanzang remembered correctly, this dress should have belonged to the smallest of the six just now.

In addition to this, the monkey also carried a brocade robe and some belongings.

Noticing Tang Sanzang's gaze, the monkey immediately handed the things in his hand to Tang Sanzang and said. "The treasure of the brocade robe, return it to you, and these treasures looted from that gang of robbers, do you want to use it as a coil?"

"Amitabha, monks regard money as dung...... Tang Sanzang opened a hole in the package tied to the saddle of the white horse, signaled the monkey to put things in, and at the same time pronounced the Buddha's voice.

"But it is a pity that such ill-gotten gains are buried in the mountains with the robbers, so the poor monk reluctantly keeps them for the time being, so that they can be used for some good deeds in the future."

The monkey who had just put the things in the baggage, listening to Tang Sanzang's words, felt a little strange inexplicably, but he couldn't say what the problem was.

How inexplicably there is an illusion that the master who received the spoils of my grandson's war is doing good deeds of great compassion?

It's just that before the monkey could figure out the truth, Tang Sanzang, who had always behaved quite elegantly and calmly, quickly tied the burden back with his hands and feet and tied it back to the saddle.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang handed the purple gold bowl to the monkey and pronounced a Buddha slogan.

"Wukong, I'm hungry for my teacher, go find some food and come back."

The monkey was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, but soon forced himself to endure it.