"You don't have to go so quickly, my mother has already settled him down just now, and there will be no danger. The two of us finally met and found a place to catch up. ”

Sun Wukong hesitated for a while and agreed, in this world, he trusts his mother the most.

As for whether Yin Yin has settled Tang Seng well, it is naturally gone, and the reaction Tang Seng is a little strong, and he can't die, besides, Guanyin is about to appear.

Now, let Tang Seng enjoy that dream.

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Here, Tang Seng was alone in a fog, everything around him was empty, and there was no one else.

"Wukong, Wukong......" He shouted Sun Wukong's name, but no one answered, and after a while, he suddenly realized, yes, Sun Wukong had just left.

"This monkey is really not a thing, how can he enter the Buddha Gate and go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures." Tang Seng muttered, and at this moment, the thick fog dispersed, and there seemed to be someone in front of him.

Tang Seng was delighted, looked at it, and never thought that it was the six thieves, they, weren't they killed by Sun Wukong?

Before he could figure it out, a big knife was on his neck, and the seeping cold air suddenly penetrated into his body, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Donors......

"What is the giver? So much nonsense, monk, hurry up and hand over all your money. "The first man is a tall and hairy thief.

"Donors, how can you be thieves and do evil things, donors, put down the butcher's knife......"

"Rory, what the hell." The man was impatient, and the knife got a little closer, directly interrupting Tang Seng's words, and he said to one of them, "Go, see if there is anything valuable." ”

Tang Seng's burden was quickly turned over, and in the end he only found a bowl that turned into a fate.

"Boss, this is worth a lot." The thief said excitedly.

Tang Seng's eyes fell on the purple gold bowl, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stopped: "You can't take it, that bowl is a gift from the poor monk's brother, and it is of great significance to the poor monk." ”

When the six thieves heard what he said, they looked at each other and immediately laughed.

"Monk, look at you reluctantly. Take the bowl away, and by the way, the horse too. He could see that the horse was good.

Just as the six thieves turned around to leave, suddenly, one of the thieves stopped and said to the old man: "Boss, why don't you take that monk away." ”

The boss raised his eyebrows: "Huh? ”

"Boss, look at how handsome that monk is, with fine skin and tender meat, and young, you say, if you sell him to the small house, how much should it be worth."

When the boss heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a pair of eyes looked at Tang Seng back and forth, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and they didn't do it if they robbed people to sell.

He dared to guarantee that the handsome monk in front of him must sell for a lot of money.

"Okay, then let's take him with us."

"What are you going to do, please let go of the poor monk......"

Tang Seng is a weak chicken who has no power to restrain the chicken, naturally he is not as good as the five big and three thick, and the thief who lives on the knife edge.

So, he was taken back to the stockade by the thief.

"Go, immediately go and call the turtle prince of the Chu Feng Pavilion." Chu Feng Pavilion, that is a small pavilion that is serious.

Tang Seng didn't know what it was, but it wasn't until the thief said proudly that he reacted, he was like a thunderbolt, and his whole face turned red with anger.