The problems faced by the green-haired lion are actually very easy to solve.

At least, after seeing the tangled expression on the face of the blue-haired lion, Tang Sanbury gave him a more reliable suggestion.

"Blind a few tricks! has become a tender model of the club, but it can't be played into the sea...... Oh, sorry, forgetting that you've always been an incomplete lion and can't be a duck. ”

The blue-haired lion: "........"

"By the way, what is the first chain of green haired lion hotels should be opened by you, right?

Our master and apprentice forgot to pay for a meal there, and you want to write down the account. ”

Green-haired lion: "......"

Under the tearful eyes of the black-rooster king transformed into a green-haired lion, Tang San's funeral master and apprentice rode on Sha Laosan and once again began the journey to the western sky.

Trekking all the way through mountains and rivers, crossing mountains and mountains, crossing the desolate Gobi, stepping on the green grassland, Sha Laosan walked for seven days day and night, and after wearing out three pairs of shoes, because Tang San's funeral distressed shoe money and walked barefoot, Tang San's funeral master and apprentice finally came to the edge of a mountain range at dusk on the fourth day.

In the world of Xianxia, there are many immortals in the famous mountains and rivers since ancient times, and the caves are full of spirits.

Looking at the rolling mountains in front of him, Tang Sanfu's fingers pinched slightly, and there were words in his mouth.

"Apprentices, the teacher has just pinched his fingers, this mountain range should be called Horn Mountain."

Great Sage: "......"

Second Senior Brother: "......"

Sha Laosan raised his head cutely, looked at a boulder erected on the side of the road in front of him, thought about it, and asked weakly by pointing to the two big characters on the stone.

"Master, are the two words written on the stone the two words "Horn Mountain?"

Tang San's funeral: "......"

Great Sage: "......."

The second senior brother suddenly covered his face with both hands, third brother, the second senior brother can't save you.

Tang Sanfu looked at the big stone erected in front of him, and looked at the word 'No. Mountain' clearly written on it, his face changed again and again.

After changing a few times, the nine-ring tin staff in Tang San's hand poked down, and smashed it squarely on Sha Laosan's head, leaving a bag.

"Nonsense, that's obviously three words, how can it become two words?"

Sha Laosan looked up at the two words on the stone, counted them with his fingers for a long time, and the doubts on his face could not be answered.

As for whether those two or three words were the number mountain, he didn't ask again.

His master said that it was three words, so naturally it couldn't be the number mountain, after all, ..... The number of words doesn't match the number, right?

I finally brushed up on my sense of existence in the past few months, but it ended up like this, and Sha Laosan didn't feel how sad it was for him to be cut by the director.

After folding his hands and counting for a while, Sha Laosan nodded to show that he understood.

It's just that maybe the ghost doesn't know what he understands.

After understanding, Sha Laosan continued to carry Tang Sanfu and the second senior brother of the Great Sage up the mountain.

Walking through the rolling mountains, the faceless Sun Father-in-law had already hidden half of his face on the other side of the mountain.

In the distance, a cry for help was heard from nowhere.

"Help!"

"Help~"

"Who's going to save me~"

Although this voice was far away, it was extremely clear in the ears of Tang San's funeral master and apprentice, so that they couldn't ignore it if they wanted to.

Hearing this voice, Tang San's master and apprentice glanced at each other, and there was a burst of understanding in their eyes.

"Wukong, did you hear any sounds?"

Seeing Tang San's burial give him a look, the Great Sage nodded, "Master, my old grandson really seems to have heard a strange sound, like the cry of Bajie's dream when he was in spring. ”

Second Senior Brother: "??? ”

Hearing the words of the Great Sage, the second senior brother had an innocent face, and Tang San glanced at his eldest apprentice.

If you don't pay attention for a while, when did his great sage become so skinny?

However, skin to skin, for this answer, Tang Sanfu is still relatively satisfied.

Nodding, Tang Sanfu said in a loud voice, "In that case, think about the sound of most of the animals, let's not pay attention to it." ”

As he spoke, Tang San motioned to Sha Laosan that he didn't need to stop, and the group continued to walk towards the other side of the mountain.

"I just opened the parachute, and I almost became a box when I landed, why is he so much of a chicken master~"

Sitting on Sha Laosan's body, Tang Sanfu was holding his mobile phone and playing the chicken game on the mobile phone, and he was still singing the chicken drama adapted from the theme song of Journey to the West.

In this demonic song, the seemingly pervasive cry for help has been suppressed, and it is no longer so noticeable.

Just walked like this, and soon Tang Sanfu once again successfully used his hands to eat chicken.

Putting away the mobile phone, Tang Sanyu listened carefully, and saw that the cry for help did not ring again, so he nodded with satisfaction.

"Mom sells batches, is it really a fool to be a poor monk?

The monsters of this year want to catch the poor monk to eat the meat of the poor monk, and the routine is not innovative.

In this wilderness, there are no homes within a radius of 800 miles, and you said that you suddenly heard a cry for help halfway through.

As long as the poor monk's IQ is a little bit online, the possibility of being scared away is much greater than the possibility of a stupid person really saving people, right?

This kind of behavior, isn't it clear to tell the poor monk that you are a monster and want to eat the poor monk? 、

If the poor monk wants to go to deliver meat stupidly, he won't be regarded as a fool by others. ”

Listening to Tang Sanfu's low scolding, the second senior brother nodded thoughtfully.

When he was still Marshal Tianpeng, he had seen a lot of demons and monsters, many of which were low-level demons who liked to pretend to be innocent and vulnerable people in the wilderness to ask for help, and then eat the people who helped them without even spitting out the bones.

It's not just a bad taste, but there are still many people who are fooled and sent to death in such a situation.

Now listening to Tang Sanfu's words, the second senior brother thinks that those people are dead...... In fact, it's not wrong, the IQ tax is worth this price.

There was no cry for help, and the master and apprentice walked to a relatively flat area on the mountain before the sun set.

Sha Laosan traveled for four days and three nights in succession, and traveled more than 1,300 miles, and when he arrived here, Tang Sanfu finally decided to let Sha Laosan stop and rest.

"Third brother, I've been on the road for a few days in a row, the teacher and your two senior brothers are tired, and Xiaobai is already tired, let's stop here and rest for the night."

Hearing this, Sha Laosan stopped, and Tang Sanbu and several people jumped off Sha Laosan and fell to the ground.

"Third child, this place is flat, the wind direction is just right and close to the water source, it is a good place to stay.

Before it gets completely dark, you can quickly build the house. ”

After Tang San's funeral was finished, Sha Laosan explained to the second senior brother, "Bajie, let's roast rabbits to eat tonight, you go and pick up some firewood." ”

In the end, Tang San's eyes fell on the Great Sage.

"Wukong, it's best for you to stretch out your hand, eat roast rabbits at night, we still have shortcomings in accessories, you go and hunt a few rabbits and come back."

Great Sage: "....... please, can you tell me what is the main material of roast rabbit if rabbit is an auxiliary material?" Wood?

Although he was so angry in his heart, looking at Tang San's strange expression, the Great Sage still nodded and left this plain to hunt rabbits.

The three apprentices collected firewood, the rabbits were hunted, and Sha Laosan had to cut down a few trees before building a house.

In the entire flat halfway up the mountain, only Tang Sanfu was left alone, and a white horse.

At this time, the wind suddenly rose, rolling up the brocade robe of Tang San's funeral.

Tang Sanfu patted the white horse's head and signaled the other party not to speak for a while, walked a few steps against the strong wind, and made it to a big stone sheltered from the wind.

"Sha~Sha·Sha~Sha·Sha~"

Not long after Tang Sanfu sat down, there was a rustling sound in the distance.

For this strange sound, Tang Sanfu seemed to be undecided, sitting on the stone holding a thread-bound book and looking at it, not knowing what he was studying.

"Are you the Tang monk from the Tang Dynasty?"

Just as Tang Sanfu was reading the book seriously, a childish voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, Tang Sanfu subconsciously raised his head, and saw a little doll still wearing a small belly pocket with three pigtails standing in front of him with a little adult face.

"Nezha! It's you Manna! ”

Just as the little doll was waiting for Tang Sanbury to answer, Tang Sanbury suddenly jumped up from the stone, and a pair of magic clutches pressed on the little doll's face.

His hands rubbed on the little doll's face, and he asked the other party if it was Nezha while pinching Tang Sanfu.

Little Doll: "......."

What the god is Nezha, where does his Holy Infant King have anything to do with Nezha's dwarf who can't even grow up with Little Jiji?

"I, the Holy Child King, the Red Child."

With a wave of his hand, he slapped away the pair of magic grasps that Tang Sanbury had made a mistake on his face, and the red boy crossed his waist with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and introduced himself to Tang Sanbury domineeringly.

Looking at the red boy's performance like this, Tang San's funeral is a joy.

"Red Child?"

Repeating the name on one side, after the red boy nodded, Tang San's funeral was still coming.

"Amitabha, the burial of the poor monk Tang San, the burial of the heavens, the burial of the ground, the burial of the common people, the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the Tang San burial who eats a piece of meat of the poor monk can live forever."

Red Boy: "......."

mmp, he was still wondering who came out with the news that eating Tang San's burial meat could live forever, which made almost everyone in the Three Realms known, so that in order to be able to eat Tang Seng's meat, in order to prevent Tang Seng from being cut off by others, he ran directly from the Flame Mountain to the Huoyun Cave where birds don't and became the king of the mountain.

After co-authoring for a long time, it turned out to be the idiot monk himself who came out with the news.

This monk ...... Is it an idiot?

He didn't know how he introduced himself...... Will it kill him?

When he thought about it like this, the red boy didn't think about it...... If he introduced himself like this since he was a child, how could he Tang San bury live to stand in front of him today.

"Very good, it's good if you admit that you are Tang San's burial, this king is here to arrest you."

The red tassel gun in the red boy's hand was pointed, and the tip of the spear almost poked Tang San's nose.

Tang San's funeral chop pulled away the red tassel gun of the red boy and frowned.

"You're a red child? It just so happens that the poor monk has something to do with you. ”

Red Boy: "??? ”

The black man has a question mark face, "What are you looking for this king?" ”

Tang Sanfu wiped some onion juice on his hands and rubbed his eyes, looking at the arrogant red boy with red eyes.

"Child, the poor monk doubts...... The poor monk is your long-lost biological father! ”