As soon as Zhu Bajie heard the cauldron and condiments, his saliva immediately flowed out.

Although I don't know what the master is thinking, it's good to have something to eat!

Then he went to find Chen Cheng, Sun Wukong seemed to think of something, he carried the inspiration king with a smile on his face, and ran quickly towards the Tongtian River with his legs.

Sha Seng looked at it, and he was still the same as the old three.

Lead the horse, carry the burden, and follow behind the master's ass.

Ou Yangming and Sha Seng walked slowly to the Tongtian River, and when they looked, Sun Wukong, a monkey, didn't know when, actually prepared a pile of dry firewood.

"Wukong, who knows me, is not my eldest apprentice."

Sun Wukong was praised by Ou Yangming like this, and immediately smiled.

".....Master, Master, what are you doing here? and prepared the cauldron of condiments, and prepared the dry wood. Could it be ......."

"You're right, Lao Sha, Master is indeed going to prepare to stew the King of Inspiration. But Master, this goldfish essence is from the lotus pond of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you stew him, the Bodhisattva's side ......."

The next words, Sun Wukong didn't say much.

Ou Yangming glanced at Sun Wukong and Sha Seng and said slowly.

"Humph! Even if she stews the goldfish she raises as a teacher, so what? If you don't say anything about your own goldfish, you will be a disaster to the world. Look at the Kui Wood Wolf, the Yellow Wind Monster, who eats people? This guy not only eats people, but also eats virgins and boys, I don't stew him, who is stewed? ”

"Master! Master! The pot is coming! The condiments are also here! ”

The words fell, and Zhu Bajie's shout came from afar.

"Hoohoo Hoo ........."

Zhu Bajie ran to the three of them, and the iron pot behind him also fell.

"Set up a pot! Set up a pot! ”

With Ou Yangming's words, the three apprentices immediately got busy.

The Inspiration King had been pretending to be dead all along, and he closed his eyes after hearing the conversation between Ou Yangming and his apprentices.

The whole person's bowels are repentant.

Repent of not being at the beginning, and listen to slander.

Hit the attention of cannibalism, no, retribution is coming.

"Wake up!!"

Ou Yangming walked in front of the Inspiration King, and rounded his arms with two big mouths.

Syllable! Syllable!!

"Oops! Tang Xuanzang, what are you doing? I tell you, you can't stew me, otherwise you won't be able to explain to the Bodhisattva. ”

"Confess? How can poor monks do things and give explanations to others? Those who talked to me about it are dead. Don't you want to be stewed too, braised too? Sweet and sour? Steamed? In short, if you choose one, the poor monk will definitely satisfy you. ”

I'm a good one. Bodhisattva, where are you?

Come and save me!!

Also, what kind of scripture learner did you choose?

Open your mouth to braise it, close your mouth to sweet and sour, and play steaming if you have nothing to do.

Is this a monk?

You and the Buddha, I'm afraid you're not blind, right!!

"Tang Xuanzang, are you a monk or not? Kill at every turn! Although I have done all the bad things, I can be regarded as a creature of the Three Realms. You can try to influence me and let me know my mistakes. I've also changed my past mistakes so painfully, and I've thought about it painfully!! ”

The inspiration king was in a hurry and used two idioms in a row.

After hearing this, Ou Yangming smiled.

"I can't see it, you're still a literate goldfish spirit. What you're talking about is the same old way. The poor monk is a person who can do his hand and try not to beep. If I can knock you down with one punch, why do I have to go to great lengths to persuade you? ”

The King of Inspiration is completely desperate, what else can you do when a monk doesn't reason with you?

This monk, in particular, is a violent maniac, twelve hours a day, crushing your existence anytime and anywhere.

And Taishang Laojun, are you particularly sick?

For the yarn, you want to give Tang Xuanzang a gold rope?

Lao Jun, who was still alchemy in Tushi Palace, lay down for no reason.

"Well, you freeze the river of Tongtian. When the four of us have crossed the river, we will hand you over to the Bodhisattva, what do you think? ”

The King of Inspiration listened to Ou Yangming's words, and his eyes lit up.

It's a good idea! It's a good idea!

But when he thought about it, it seemed that Ou Yangming, a monk, was very unreliable.

What if they cross the river and in the blink of an eye they catch themselves with a gold rope and stew themselves?

"No! No way! Unless you let me go first and let me go into the river. Otherwise, I won't kill you! ”

Ouyang Ming's eyebrows were furrowed, this goldfish essence's mind was actually bright.

His plan is indeed the same as what the Inspiration King has in mind.

The goblin who eats people can't be kept no matter what.

In case the Bodhisattva was negligent one day, he escaped.

Isn't it going to be a disaster to the world?

As for the practice of letting the king of inspiration enter the river, it is absolutely impossible.

Is the Bodhisattva's domestic-raised goldfish so simple?

The reason why he was able to capture him so easily was because of the gold rope.

Let him enter the river, that is, the goldfish leaps over the dragon gate, and Ouyang Ming can't catch him even if he shoots the horse.

"You can't do it? The poor monk gives you one last chance, and after this village, there is no such shop. ”

The Inspiration King shook his huge fish head, still refusing.

"Don't mention it unless you want me into the river."

Ou Yangming looked at the King of Inspiration who was biting the fish's mouth, and said angrily.

"Okay, you're tough. In this life, the poor monk has said what he has said, and the water that has been spilled, since you are unwilling. Bajie, carry it up and get out of the pot! Lao Tzu is going to drink a meal of goldfish soup today!! ”

The King of Inspiration looked at Zhu Bajie who came over and panicked.

This monk seems, probably, maybe he is really iron-hearted and wants to stew himself.

"Don't! Other! Other! Holy monk I practice, practice! Don't stew me! ”

Zhu Bajie looked at the soft inspiration king, and turned his head to look at his master.

"Bajie, didn't you hear what the teacher said? Get out of the pot! I'm talking about getting out of the pot! At this time, give in to me, it's too late! What if you were a fart before you were Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu said that after this village, there will be no such shop! The opportunity was given to you, and since you don't want it, just wait to turn into! ”

Sun Wukong's three apprentices looked at the foul-mouthed Ou Yangming with a stunned expression.

Although the master is sometimes very out of tune, people are also shameless.

However, in front of them, they have always maintained a very good quality.

Like today, it is really the first time to scold my mother directly.

"Holy monk! Don't! Don't ......., ah————"

The King of Inspiration was picked up by Zhu Bajie and threw down the iron pot directly.

The water in the pot has already been boiled, and the condiments have been prepared.

He got out of the pot, felt the temperature of the water, and shouted directly.

"Definitely!"

Sun Wukong looked at the inspiration king who was struggling, stretched out his hand, and directly fixed him in the pot.

After a long time, a burst of fish fragrance gradually came out of the pot.

Zhu Bajie ran to the side of the salute, took out four bowls, and went to serve the goldfish soup.

The four masters and apprentices drank fish soup by the Tongtian River.

And Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is far away in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea, also found that the lotus pond was missing a goldfish.