Chapter 652: You can't tell lies, you're a monster with yarn!

"Lionlyn! Hurry up with me and return to Lingshan to go to the order! ”

Suddenly a voice came from outside the hall, and the lion lynx, who was kneeling on the ground and singing dryly, was stunned when he heard the voice.

Then he quickly got up and shouted, "Bodhisattva, save me!" ”

Syllable!

Before he could fully stand up, Sun Wukong knocked him to the ground with a stick.

"Phew! Lao Sun's master hasn't told you to get up yet, so you dare to get up? Don't you take our master and apprentice seriously? ”

Ou Yangming looked at Sun Wukong, who was speaking righteously, and smiled dumbly, this apprentice really didn't take it in vain.

A golden light shot into the hall, and the golden light hit the lion lynx, instantly taking him away.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly took the golden hoop stick in his hand and ran out.

That look, obviously I want to beat the Bodhisattva together!

"Goku! Don't be reckless! ”

Brush!

Sun Wukong can not listen to anyone's words, but for Ou Yangming's words, it is 100% obedient.

His own master spoke, and he immediately stopped.

Ou Yangming led the way and walked out of the main hall.

Looking at Manjushri in the air, he folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name.

"Amitabha! I have seen the Bodhisattva. ”

"Xuanzang, this lion lynx monster was originally a green-haired lion under my seat. Three years ago, the king of the black chicken country soaked me in water for three days and three nights. If you give the order, let the lion lynx come here and push him down the well, and immerse him for three years, so as to avenge my hatred of the three-day flood. A drink and a peck, it is not predetermined. Now you have come here, and it has become a merit. ”

"The Bodhisattva doesn't have to explain, the poor monk knows. The lion lynx monster has never harmed people, since he arrived in the country of black chicken, three years, the wind and rain are smooth, and the country is peaceful and peaceful. Speaking of which, he is still a meritorious man, and the reason why the poor monk punished him was just the crime of disrespecting the poor monk. ”

Everyone looked at the two people who sang and harmonized, and it was not easy to interject.

In the end, Manjushri took the lion lynx monster and went back to his fate.

After that, of course, it was the scene of the king of the Wuji country thanking Dade and feasting the ministers.

As for staying, as a national teacher, Ou Yangming pushed it all.

What are you kidding, if it weren't for the huge merit of learning scriptures from the West, even if the poor monk became a national teacher, he would have to go to Datang to do it!

You are a small black chicken country, and you really can't get into the eyes of poor monks!

The next day, the customs clearance document was reversed, and the four masters and apprentices started the westward journey again.

..........

On this day, the four masters and apprentices were marching in the wilderness, unaware that above their heads, three little demons were riding the clouds and looking down on them.

"Great King, look at that white and pure monk with a compassionate face, is it the legendary Tang Sanzang?"

"It's him, it must be him! It is said that Tang Sanzang is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of Rulai, and a good person who practiced in the tenth life. Eat a piece of his meat, and you can live forever! Since my red boy waited for him today, then I must not let this piece of fat that came to my mouth run away! ”

It's hard to imagine a small child with cannibalistic words in his mouth.

If Ou Yangming heard this, he would definitely jump up and point at the red boy and scold the fool.

Within the Three Realms, how many good people have cultivated in the Tenth Generation?

It's not much, but it's definitely a lot!

But there have never been rumors that if you eat a piece of meat, you can live forever.

The person in the world said, "You have eaten the good people who have cultivated in the tenth generation."

I really don't know whether to live or die, I'm afraid I really have to do it.

A divine thunder descended from the sky and directly scattered the soul of the cannibal!

It's just a rumor released by a group of monks from Buddhism, which added difficulties to Tang Sanzang, and made it difficult to get together ninety-nine eighty-one.

In the world of Journey to the West, it is divided into two groups of monsters.

The first is the mounts of the major immortals and Buddhas, who take their master's treasures down to earth and guard a place. The final result, of course, is to be rescued, leaving his life behind, and sharing a share of the merit.

The second type is the self-cultivation and refinement, and he doesn't know anything, so he can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and he runs to catch Tang Seng and prepares to stew meat. As for the result, without exception, these monsters were all beaten to death by Sun Wukong with a stick.

This is the Three Realms, this is the backer!

"Master! You see, there's something weird about the red clouds in the sky. Demons are not demons, immortals are not immortals, I'm afraid that something is eyeing us again. It's better to be careful. ”

The red boy looked at the ground, suddenly stopped, looked up at his four masters and apprentices, and felt bad.

I'm afraid that these four people have discovered him.

"You two, go back to the cave first. I'll go and make a plan, my king, and I'll meet them for a while. ”

The words fell, and the two little demons drove away in an instant.

The red boy looked at the four people on the ground, smiled slightly, turned into a red light, and shot into the woods.

"It doesn't matter! Wukong, I want to see it as a teacher, and that blind monster dares to find bad luck. ”

With that, he moved on.

After a while, a cry for help suddenly came from the forest.

"Help! Help me! ”

"Master, listen! In the woods ahead, someone shouted for help! ”

Sun Wukong stopped and came to Ou Yangming's side and said.

Ou Yangming smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, Hongyun, the child's cry for help, isn't it the red child?

Hehe, the poor monk wants to see how much Taoism you have in this samadhi true fire!

"What are you afraid of, go over and see, whether it's a human or a demon!"

When the words fell, the four masters and apprentices immediately rushed over.

The red boy saw the four masters and apprentices approaching, and immediately shouted.

"Master! Master! Help me, let me down! Put me down! ”

Ou Yangming turned over and dismounted, looked at the red boy hanging from the tree, and smiled.

Although there is no trace of demonic energy on the red child.

But the evil qi in his body was about to condense and form.

It is estimated that this kid is cultivating in the Flame Mountain, and his cultivation is stupid, or his parents didn't teach him, how to cover it up, so there will be such an omission.

"Amitabha! Good, good. I don't know where the donor is, why do you hang on a tree and call for help? ”

The red boy looked at Ou Yangming, who had a compassionate face, and secretly said in his heart that the matter was half done.

"Master, there is a dry pine stream in Shanxi, and there is a village on the other side of the stream, and I am the family there. My surname is Hong, and my family has countless gold and silver, and millions of money. But I accidentally provoked the bandits, and a group of people killed my house, robbed the money, killed my father, and saw that my mother was a little purple, so she abducted and became the wife of the village.

The bandits tried to kill me, but my mother was saved from death. But the group hung me from a tree, intending to starve me to death. I've been hanging here for three days and three nights. I hope Master will be merciful and save my life. ”

Red Boy's words brought tears to the eyes of the people who said them.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng looked unbearable and wanted to come forward to rescue.

Ou Yangming looked at the red boy hanging from the tree, shook his head, and sighed again.

"Master, why are you sighing?"

The confused red boy couldn't figure out why this monk didn't save himself, so he stayed where he was and sighed, so he asked.