"Great Sage, I heard that you made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago and beat the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to the ground? Is it true? ”

Sun Wukong didn't look at Chen Yang, he had a piece of grass in his mouth and walked slowly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Yang walked from Sun Wukong's left to the right and said, "Great Sage, do you remember the incident of making trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago?" ”

Sun Wukong suddenly stopped, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, stared at Chen Yang and said: "You are chattering about not having fun, it's really annoying, you are rambling for a long time, believe it or not, Lao Sun will blow your head off with a stick?" ”

Chen Yang shrunk his neck in fright, and said, "Great Sage, I just admire your behavior of making trouble in the sky, you are my idol, I just want to know more about you." ”

Sun Wukong snorted, but there was an expression of enjoyment on his face, Chen Yang's sycophant shot was just right.

"Those heavenly soldiers and generals are vulnerable, and my grandson smashed it down with a stick back then, and I don't know how many people died." Sun Wukong said as he walked.

Chen Yang asked: "Great Sage, were you a person who made a lot of trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then?" Isn't there anyone to help you? ”

Sun Wukong suddenly stopped and didn't leave, and the expression on his face froze.

When Chen Yang saw his appearance, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. When he asked, he was testing Sun Wukong, and he wanted to know if Sun Wukong had really forgotten about himself completely.

Sun Wukong paused, continued to walk forward, and said expressionlessly: "Such a weak heavenly soldier and general, still use others to help?" My grandson alone has a golden hoop stick, and he stabbed the heavenly palace through. ”

Chen Yang's eyes darkened, Sun Wukong really didn't remember himself. He really doesn't remember.

How long is 500 years?

It's long enough for the gods to forget a person, a brother.

Chen Yang suddenly stopped, and he asked himself in his heart, if it was another five hundred years, would he forget Su Zhen, Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian?

No, I won't forget them.

Everything I'm doing now is to find them as soon as possible. Even if the road ahead is difficult, even if time passes, I will never forget them.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a tiger roar in the woods ahead. Tang Seng on the horse was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Sun Wukong dragged Tang Seng with one hand, with a look of disdain, and said: "You monk, it's time to practice your courage." A brute can scare you like that. ”

Tang Seng sat down on the horse's back, straightened the monk's robe, and said, "Master Sun, the poor monk is your benefactor, how can you laugh at me?" ”

"Hmph. What if my grandson laughs at you? If you are a monk, can't you hear the truth in your ears? Sun Wukong said with a sneer.

Tang Seng shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't have that useless verbal dispute with you. ”

Sun Wukong glanced at him disdainfully and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a few minutes, a big tiger suddenly jumped out, Chen Yang was about to make a move, and Sun Wukong suddenly opened his mouth and let out an angry roar.

The roar shook the sky, and the tiger was so frightened that it lay on the ground, and the tiger's body trembled.

Sun Wukong smiled disdainfully and said, "Little beast." ”

Tang Seng suddenly asked, "Master Sun." What are you going to do with this tiger? ”

Sun Wukong glanced at him and said, "My grandson is in a good mood today, and I decided to let it go." ”

Tang Seng said: "Master Sun, I see that there are houses not far from this mountain, and there are tigers in the mountains, I am afraid that it will affect those households, since you can subdue this tiger, why not help those households with your own strength?" ”

Chen Yang listened to Tang Seng's words, how did he feel strange how to listen to it. What does that mean? How did he feel that Tang Seng seemed to be instigating Sun Wukong to kill the tiger?

"Monk. Are you a monk? The monks are merciful, but you, the monk, let my grandson kill? Sun Wukong suddenly looked at Tang Seng with great interest and said, "You monk has a demon in his heart." ”

Tang Seng didn't get angry when he heard this, but smiled and said, "Master Sun's words are wrong. If you kill this tiger, it is equivalent to saving those homes, how can this act be called killing? The poor monk is exhorting you to be good. ”

Chen Yang listened to it on the sidelines, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

This Tang monk didn't look like a monk at all, and Chen Yang even remembered the first time he crossed over. When Tang Seng learned that Sun Wukong would somersault clouds, he actually asked Sun Wukong to take him directly to the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple.

This kind of opportunistic mind, this monk even dares to think about it???

Sun Wukong grabbed the tiger void with his left hand, and the tiger's huge body immediately flew to Sun Wukong's side.

Tang Seng faced the tiger at close range, and did not appear to be afraid as Chen Yang imagined, but looked at the tiger with a very calm face.

Sun Wukong suddenly smiled very evilly, and suddenly swung out the golden hoop stick, and the stick smashed on the tiger's head, blood splashed, and the tiger didn't even have time to scream, so it became Sun Wukong's ghost under the stick.

And Tang Seng looked at the tiger with calm eyes from beginning to end, and when the tiger was killed, Tang Seng folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name indifferently.

"Amitabha." After Tang Seng finished reading, he said: "Master Sun, this tiger's fur is good, you can help the poor monk peel it off, if it is windy, cold weather, you can resist the wind and cold." ”

Sun Wukong snorted: "What the monk thinks is beautiful, my grandson has been with you naked for so long, this tiger skin, my grandson wants it, wait to go down the mountain to find people, borrow some needlework and sew clothes." ”

Tang Seng looked at him with a golden retriever, and said very seriously: "Master Sun, you are a monkey, why do you have to wear clothes?" It's not beautiful. According to the poor monk, this tiger skin is only made into a blanket, and it is better for the poor monk to resist the wind and cold. ”

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, murderous and wanton, and said coldly: "Bald donkey, if you are looking for death, even if you tell my grandson, my grandson will definitely satisfy you." ”

Chen Yang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Great Sage, don't be angry, there must be more than one tiger on this mountain, Elder Tang wants a tiger skin, just kill another one." ”

Sun Wukong didn't give face at all, and said: "If you want to kill him yourself, my old grandson doesn't kill him." ”

Tang Seng sighed and said: "You monkey head, in order to save you, the poor monk climbed the Five Elements Mountain to tear the seal, and the Guanyin monk wanted to wear a golden hoop with you, and the poor monk spoke to you." Now a tiger skin, but you are not willing to be with the poor monk, eh! ”

Sun Wukong twitched his mouth, and suddenly squatted next to the tiger's corpse, the golden hoop rod turned into a sharp dagger, and after a few clicks, a complete tiger skin that was still stained with blood was peeled off.

Sun Wukong casually threw it at Tang Seng's feet and said: "Don't say that my old grandson is ungrateful, this is the tiger skin that your bald donkey wants, give it to you." ”

Tang Seng glanced at the tiger skin under his feet, sighed again, and said, "When did the poor monk get blood?" These hands only hold scriptures and only knock on wooden fish, how can they get bloody? ”

Sun Wukong exhaled heavily, Chen Yang knew that this monkey must be burning with anger in his heart.

"My grandson will get it for you."

Sun Wukong grabbed the tiger skin and dragged it forward.

Tang Seng showed a satisfied smile at this time, slowly followed behind, walked a few steps and suddenly turned around, looked at Chen Yang, and said, "Master Chen, please lead the horse for the poor monk." ”

"No...... No hassle. The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, Nima's, what kind of monk is this.

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