But it was said that Wukong looked at several dragon monarch statues in the Dragon King Palace, and suddenly an inexplicable nostalgia surged from the depths of his heart!

This kind of warm and soft feeling is very strange even for Wukong himself: these legendary dragon kings, the gods worshiped by believers, how do I look more and more like old friends who have been reunited after a long absence, or relatives and friends of the neighborhood......

"Swarm...... Lord!" The little mute shouted, dragging Wukong's flying thoughts back! Wukong's mind turned, and he suddenly felt that the idea just now was too bizarre and absurd, and he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh!

At this time, the little mute had come over and said mysteriously, "The group ...... Lord, just ...... The ...... of entering the temple Before, I'm good...... Like looking...... See a cooked ...... People!"

"Acquaintance, who is that person?" Wukong thought about it, and felt as if he had just seen a familiar figure passing in front of the temple.

"I ...... I...... I ...... "little mute" and "me" for a long time.

"I forgot, didn't I!" said Hangdan angrily.

"I ...... I didn't forget, I just wanted to ...... Not up!" quipped the little mute.

"If you can't think about it, think about it slowly, if you come, you will be safe, let's get to the beggar gang, let's put our hearts in our stomachs!" Wukong said and glanced at the crooked nose Daoist!

"That's right, when it comes to our beggar gang, it's foolproof!" The crooked-nosed old man smiled at Wukong: "A friend here is just engrossed in it, full of piety, and must be a person of fate! Let me tell you, these dragon monarchs are the protectors of our beggar gang! Before meeting the gang leader, a few friends might as well worship the dragon lord first, burn incense, or draw a lot to see how the luck is?" The crooked nose said and picked up the stick holder and shook it, and walked straight to Ma Xiugu, "Miss, why don't you come first!"

Xiu Gu's heart was in turmoil at the moment, and she couldn't wait to see the leader of the beggar gang immediately! But the crooked nose of the old man was not in a hurry or slow, his eyes were fixed on Xiu Gu's handsome and pale face, and the stick holder in his hand shook so loudly that there were words in his mouth.

Xiu Gu was at a loss, and she wanted to stop talking.

Seeing this, the crooked-nosed Taoist immediately smiled all over his face: "It's okay if the eldest lady doesn't want to do it herself, I have sixty-four sticks here, symbolizing the eighty-eight sixty-four hexagrams, you say a lot, I'll help you draw it!"

"Then twenty-one signatures!" Xiu Gu said helplessly, casually perfunctory.

"Twenty-first sign, let me see, oops! Good sign!" The crooked nose man had a rich expression and exaggerated words, attracting everyone to come around to see!

"You see, this is a sign, the main dragon and phoenix have to match! The signing is so wonderful: thousands of miles of marriage are tied by a thread, and several generations of cultivation come to sleep together! The white head is guarded by the elder, and the men and women love to be happy!"

"Hey, I said that the old way of miscellaneous hair, what are you talking nonsense?" Along the way, Fan Feng, who was always silent, suddenly roared: "Are you also a disciple of the Three Qings, why do you have no mercy at all? We are all people in distress, how can you make fun of us?"

"What are you doing? Poor Dao is reciting a signature!" The crooked nose old man sank his face: "Forget it, this sign was not drawn by herself, and the right to make a joke." But I say to you, when you come to our beggars, you must come according to our rules. As I said just now, before you meet the helper, you have to burn incense and worship the Dragon King!

Wukong sighed secretly in his heart, and sneered: "Master Dao, Xiao Ke will represent a few of us, and put incense on the Dragon King!"

"Okay! I'll just say, you're a person of fate!" The crooked nose man rolled his eyes, "We have four kinds of incense, namely, the incense of wealth, the fragrance of wind and rain, the incense of answering requests, and the incense of family peace! Dare to ask brother, what kind of incense do you want!"

"Then go on a stick of incense!" Wukong said loudly.

"A stick of incense will respond to requests!" The crooked nose Daoist let out a long shout, and the little old man who was waiting next to him hurriedly took out a rosewood box from the cabinet in the corner of the right wall, only to see that there were four big words written on it: "Respond to requests"!

Xiao Lao Dao put the box on a square table in front of the cabinet, and then took out three high incense sticks very reverently, raised his hands above his head, and knelt in front of the crooked-nosed Daoist.

The crooked-nosed old man took the incense in his hand, came to the offering table, lit the three incense sticks on the burning incense candle, turned around and solemnly handed it to Wukong, "Brother, please make incense!"

Wukong held incense in both hands, respectfully bowed to several dragon monarch statues three times, and then stepped forward and inserted three high incense sticks into the incense burner in turn with his left hand!

"Kneel!" "Crooked nose said, shaking the three clear bells in his hand, pulling a long pitch and singing!

Goku then fell to his knees on the futon.

"One kowtow, another kowtow, three kowtows!" As the crooked nose Taoist chanted rhythmically, Wukong fell on the ground and kowtowed three times! Silently prayed in his heart: Lord Dragon, you are merciful and compassionate, you must bless the beggars to take me in!

Hey, with all sincerity and divine knowledge, Wukong's silent prayer in his heart really alarmed a dragon god.

At this moment, he was in the meditation room in the backyard of the Dragon King Temple, chatting with Gui Zhenjiang, the military advisor of the beggar gang, drinking tea and chatting, when he suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, so he counted his fingers and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, "Old Gui! Damn, the monkey is really here!"

Wukong felt a strong wind hit him and shivered involuntarily.

"Licheng!" The crooked-nosed Taoist finished singing, put down the magic weapon, stepped forward to pick up Wukong, and laughed: "Oh, brother, look at your sincere respect and elegant demeanor, you really look like a person in our Daomen!"

"Dao Ye is too famous, it's just a show!" Wukong also smiled.

"Brother is too modest, I see that you understand the rules of our Taoism, so the poor Dao won't go around the bend with you, bring it!" said the crooked nose Taoist and stretched out his hand.

"What did you bring?" Wukong looked at the old man with a crooked nose with a smile in surprise, a little confused by the second monk.

"Of course it's personnel!" said the crooked nose man, gesturing to the wall on the left.

Wukong twisted his face to take a look, and saw a "Blessing Fragrance Price List" hanging high on the gable wall of the pot ear, including 60 taels of silver with a rolling incense pattern of wealth, 50 taels of silver with a fragrance pattern of wind and rain, 40 taels of silver with a fragrance pattern of responding to requests, and 30 taels of silver with a family peace incense pattern!

"You really have a way to make money!" Wukong looked at it and sneered: "But you are looking for the wrong person, we are penniless beggars, sleeping on the streets all day long, without clothes and food!

"What? don't give me the money?" the crooked-nosed old man glared: "Then don't blame me for being rude! Come on, take down the villains who help slander the gods here!"

The crooked-nosed Taoist broke off with a drink, and more than a dozen strong men holding steel knives came out from the back of the main hall!

At this time, a pilgrim who was wandering around hummed a little song, crossed the threshold of the temple, and was just about to enter the temple!

Seeing this, the two little old Daoists hurriedly stepped forward, one on each side, and quickly closed the door of the Dragon King Palace! The hall was darkened in an instant, and under the flickering candlelight, more than a dozen cold steel knives flashed with cold light, which was soul-stirring!

Ma Xiugu suddenly remembered the scene last night at this moment, and couldn't help but be terrified and trembling!

And the crazy woman shrank even more, lowered her head, hid behind Xiugu, and kept screaming "Zheng Cripple, Wu Big Head...... in her mouth.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense to the extreme, as if it was a powder keg that ignited the fuse and was about to explode!

At this critical moment, Wukong became more and more calm! He thought for a while, and said loudly: "Master Dao, are you just joking, or are you really here?"

The crooked nose man laughed cruelly, "Brother, you gave the silver just for fun, and if you don't give it, you will really kill you!"

"Master Dao, don't you say so desperately?" Wukong said calmly: "In Xia Jinshan, but you are an old friend of your gang leader Long Batian! I came to visit this time at the invitation of Gui Zhenjiang, the military advisor of your gang! Is it a way for you to use knives and guns like this?"

When the dozen or so big men heard Wukong say this, they immediately looked at each other!

"Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense, give it to me!" roared the crooked-nosed old man.

"Crooked eighteen, I think you're talking nonsense, give me a retreat!"

Immediately after that, the door of the Dragon King Hall "whirred" open, only to hear someone outside the hall phlegm cough, a small head poked in, this person is bald and does not wear a hat, yellow eyebrows and round eyes, face like moss, Wukong and others look, it is Gui Zhenjiang who has seen in the county government in the previous paragraph!

When the big men with steel knives saw that the military division had arrived, they lowered their heads in fright, and they retreated!

"Crooked eighteen, aren't you going to go?" Gui Zhenjiang entered the hall and reprimanded: "Why are you stupid, waiting to receive the reward?"

The crooked-nosed man squinted at Gui Zhenjiang, wanted to step forward to argue, but didn't dare, and finally muttered a sentence in his mouth and walked away!

"Brother Jin, don't come unharmed, the old man is a step late, and you are frightened!" Gui Zhenjiang said to Wukong.

"Where did the military advisor say, if you hadn't arrived in time, wouldn't I have been bullied by the villain?

Gui Zhenjiang waved his hand, "Your own family, you don't have to be polite! This crooked eighteen is not enough to do things, and there are more than failures, so he relies on his ability to speak and bewitch the gang leader, and sooner or later he will have to be cleaned up! You follow me to the courtyard, and I will give everyone a drink to suppress the shock!"

Gui Zhenjiang said as he led the way in front of the corridor, and Wukong and the others followed!

"This big temple covers an area of 36 acres, and is roughly divided into three layers! You see, there is a corridor in the middle, and there are corridors on both sides, connecting the three-story courtyard!" Gui Zhenjiang turned around from time to time to introduce some of the situation of the Dragon King Temple, "The first layer is the Dragon King Palace, everyone saw it just now! This second floor is the conference hall, where some important matters of the beggars are discussed! Behind it are dozens of meditation rooms of all sizes, which are places to rest and meditate!" In addition, there are two cross-courtyards in the north and south, and the south cross-courtyard is the Dan room, and the crooked eighteen lead a group of small old people to make alchemy there indiscriminately! Let's live in the north cross-courtyard! Look, the front is ......."