Tang San's burial voice is indeed not small, and the middle-aged man in the dragon robe is a trembling.

Finally stabilized his mind, the middle-aged face with a whole shoe print on it looked at Tang Sanfu with a puzzled expression.

"Li Er? Not only Elder Tang said about Li Er, who is it? Xiao Wang doesn't know him. ”

Hearing that this voice was not the voice of His Majesty Li Er, who seemed to be spying on his beauty and had proposed to sleep with him, Tang Sanfu rubbed his somewhat hazy sleepy eyes.

"Well, it's not Li Er, it's the poor monk who recognized the wrong person.

That's right, Li Er is thousands of miles away from here, where could he come here to do something to the poor monk. ”

Nodding, Tang Sanfu looked at the middle-aged emperor who still had shoe prints on his face and frowned.

"You..... It's supposed to be an emperor, right?

Which country's emperor is it, how can you be so miserable, your body is wet and dripping, I don't know if you think you're a thirty or forty-year-old emperor still peeing your pants. ”

In the end, Tang Sanfu added, "Drowned, right?" ”

The middle-aged emperor opened his mouth, facing the legendary Tang Dynasty holy monk in front of him, and he actually had a feeling of having nothing to say.

Is this really the holy monk that the Dragon King told himself?

The holy monk is like this? The holy monk is so unreliable?

He suddenly felt that he was not entrusted with someone, and whether he had found the wrong person.

After all, though, this was his only chance.

No matter how unreliable Tang San's funeral felt to him, he had come and gone, and he didn't have much time to say what he wanted.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged emperor bowed to Tang San's funeral.

"Elder Tang didn't know that since then, there has been a royal capital forty miles west of the nameless temple, which is the royal city of the Wuji Kingdom.

Xiao Wang Bucai is the king of this black chicken country and the founder of the country. ”

Tang Sanfu interrupted and asked, "You are the King of Black Chicken?" ”

The middle-aged emperor nodded.

Tang Sanfu asked again, "Then how did you get mixed up with this ghost?"

Even if it's a ghost, there aren't many people who are worse than you, and you can't even afford to wear a clean coat. ”

Middle-aged: "......."

Taking a deep breath, resisting the urge to catch this monk as a stand-in and then enter the underworld to reincarnate, the black chicken king suppressed the MMP in his heart, and he still had a smile on his face.

"The elders don't know ......"

"Nonsense, you don't tell me how I know."

Middle-aged: "......."

What the hell are you, can you make people talk well?

Tang Sanyu also seemed to realize that he shouldn't interrupt others' conversations, and waved his hand, "You say, you go on." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Tang San's burial, "The elder has a ..... so that the elders may know that Xiao Wang is the king of this black chicken country and the founder of this black chicken country.

Since Xiao Wang established the country of Wuji, he has been working hard for several years, and the territory of the country has been smooth for many years, and the country is peaceful and peaceful.

In response to the will of heaven, Xiao Wang ordered a temple to be built outside the city to entertain the king's monks, and even personally nominated the temple - named the nameless temple.

From a sentence in the "Tao Te Ching": The beginning of all things is meaningless, and there is the mother of all things. ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

MMP, it turns out that the brain-dead who gave this temple such an unfortunate name is you, no wonder you were pushed into a well and drowned.

You built a temple and let the monk be the presiding officer here, but when you came up with a name, you chose an unknown name from the Taoist scriptures.

If the monks can make you feel better, the poor monks won't make you feel better.

It's just that that's not the point, the point is ......

"Built this temple by providence? Do you comply with the will of the temple heaven? ”

Immediately, the king of Wuji told how he had made meritorious contributions to governing the country, how he was appreciated by the Buddha, and how he wanted to lead himself to the Western Elysium.

According to King Wuji, he built the temple to express his gratitude for the appreciation of Lord Buddha.

It's just that Tang Sanfu, who was holding a copy of "Journey to the West" in his arms, knew that the truth was not like this.

The real story should be that the Buddha sent Manjushri Bodhisattva to the king of Wuji, but the king of Wuji did not believe that the Bodhisattva was a true Buddha, so he ordered someone to tie up the Bodhisattva and sink it to the bottom of the water for three days.

It is precisely because of this that the Buddha became angry and sent Manjushri's mount, the blue-haired lion, to push the king of the black rooster into the well and let him soak in the water for three years.

It's just one thing to know, and it's another thing to debunk others.

Everyone has no grievances in the past and no hatred in the near future, if people want to talk nonsense, you can see through it or not.

Although Tang San's burial was a little unreliable, this time he was rarely reliable.

"So, according to you, you are building this temple to express your gratitude to the Buddha.

Then the question arises again, how the hell did you drown? ”

Hearing this, King Wuji sighed, "This matter is ..... It's a long story. ”

"Oh," Tang Sanyu nodded, "Then don't say it, the poor monk doesn't want to hear much, let's get some sleep first." ”

King Blackchicken: "......."

What kind of player is this, according to what is written in the script, shouldn't you go back to this king and listen to His Majesty's details?

His heart was messy, seeing that Tang Sanfu really wanted to lie back on the bed to sleep, the King of Black Chicken was also anxious.

"Elder and slow, Xiao Wang will make a long story short."

After the narration of the King of Wuji, Tang Sanfu knew that there was no difference between the matter and the record in the original Journey to the West.

It was the green-haired lion who was ordered to drown the king of the black chicken, and first turned into a Taoist priest and successfully won the trust of the king of the black chicken with his immortal method.

Well, it's amazing, every time the Buddhism sends out a monster to block Tang San's funeral master and apprentice, it will become the appearance of a Taoist priest.

In the end, it will be revealed that he is from Buddhism.

I don't know if this behavior is smearing the Daomen, or recruiting the Buddha Sect itself.

I don't know who came up with this stupid way, anyway, if it's not mentally retarded to get along with this means, most of them are playing Infernal Affairs.

And when the green-haired lion successfully approached the king of the black chicken, the king of the black chicken did not find any clues about the wolf ambition of the blue-haired lion, and made the green-haired lion a national teacher.

After that, once the green-haired lion and the black-haired king came to the nameless temple to visit the garden, the green-haired lion turned into a Taoist and asked the black-haired king to look at the bottom of the well, and the black-haired king leaned down stupidly and poked his head out to look.

At this look, the green-haired lion pushed from behind, and with a pop, the black chicken king became a soup chicken.

Then, the blue-haired lion became the king of the black chicken and became the emperor for three years, enjoying three years of glory and wealth.

However, the lion was clicked when he was the mount of Manjushri, and there was no need to make pre-preparations for practicing the Sunflower Treasure Book.

Therefore, although he has been the emperor for three years, he has no chance with the three thousand beauties in the harem.

After listening to the long story of the Black Chicken King, Tang San nodded clearly.

"So, what did you do to wake up the poor monk in the middle of the night like a ghost?

Is it possible, it is a long night of unintentional sleep, seeing the poor monk looking like such a stranger like jade, and the monk is unparalleled in the world, I want to come to the poor monk to tell a story to the poor monk to relieve boredom? ”

King Wuji: "......" you mmp Oh, are you a monk or not, this king has said it so obviously, what are you looking for to do, don't you have a little bit of pressure in your heart?

Isn't the meaning of this king's words obvious enough?

This king wants to be resurrected, and I want you to help this king avenge it.

Despite the roar in his heart, the Black Chicken King still had a slightly flattering smile on his face, but he didn't know that all the thoughts in his heart had been captured by Tang San, who had just recently been playing with his mind-reading skills.

"Xiao Wang took the liberty to look for the elder tonight, but he heard that Elder Tang was a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, and he had always been compassionate.

He was followed by three apprentices with great magical powers, each of whom was a good hand at subduing demons and eliminating demons for the way of heaven.

Therefore...... Xiao Wang here, there is a reluctant request to ......"

"Ahem,"

Even though he knew that it was not good to interrupt others, Tang Sanyu still interrupted King Wuji's words.

"Now that you know it's uninvited, you don't need to say it."

King Blackchicken: "......."

Not to mention, how can he be resurrected?

How did he reclaim his throne?

"Elder......"

Tang Sanfu glanced at the Black Chicken King, "Okay, what's the matter, you can get straight to the point." ”

Hearing this, the expression on King Wuji's face changed several times, and he knelt in front of Tang San's funeral with a pop.

"Elder Tang, I heard that your great apprentice, Sun Wukong, is the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, and he has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

Xiao Wang implored the elder to let your big apprentice perform the art of resurrecting the dead, so as to help Xiao Wang expose the demon path and regain the throne. ”

Tang Sanfu glanced at the Black Rooster King who was kneeling on the ground and blinked.

"Brought back to life?"

The Black Rooster King nodded.

Tang Sanfu smiled, "Why bother my big apprentice to bring the dead back to life, the poor monk has the Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill here, just knock this pill down, even if you only have a bunch of bones and stubble left, I can save you." ”

While speaking, Tang Sanfu had an extra pill in his hand.

Seeing that elixir and hearing Tang Sanzang's words, King Wuji's eyes immediately took on a blazing look.

If he hadn't tried his best to restrain himself, he wouldn't have pounced on it to grab the pill.

"Do you want it?"

Looking at the expression of the Black Rooster King, Tang Sanfu asked with a smile.

The Black Rooster King nodded, looking at Tang San's burial with a blank eye.

Theoretically, I asked so much, and I chose the correct answer, and the next thing should be to give the pill to myself, right?

It's just that......

He obviously overestimated Tang San's funeral.

"Do you want the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill?"

The Black Rooster King nodded.

Tang Sanfu grinned, "You..... Can you afford it? ”

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