28 Sha Wujing, I really can't accept this setting

"My name is Sha Wujing, and I am the general of the Heavenly Court Lingxiao Palace, and my duty is to roll up all the curtains in front of the Jade Emperor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Let's not talk about why there is this strange position, not long ago, Heavenly Court and the Western Sect planned a westbound tour group, I heard that there is food, drink and BMW, not to mention that you can also mix qualifications when traveling at public expense, and after the incident, you will be promoted to three levels in a row, and your income will be doubled.

The number of immortals in the heavenly court all sent their subordinates to the nether realm to gild, and even Chang'e sent the Jade Rabbit down.

To be honest, I don't care, really, I don't envy at all.

I didn't deliberately break the glass jar, I didn't break the curtain on purpose, and even if the Jade Emperor sent someone to arrest me, I didn't deliberately violently resist the law.

Really, I'm not envious at all! ”

……

"Do you believe in fate? I believe that all life is a puppet of fate, and what happens in front of us is inevitable, and everything is a certainty! In the turbid quicksand river, Sha Wujing hugged his knees, curled up lonely in a big shell, and a trace of loneliness crossed the corners of his eyes.

"We just play our part on stage with a script that we don't know who wrote it, and I'm one of the very few people who knows 'my own script'... I know very well that I will shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the delicate Tang monks in the future, and form brothers with monkeys and pigs, and start a difficult journey together. I know I have to act on my memory, but I still feel out of place in the world..."

The quicksand river became more and more muddy, and Sha Wujing came out of the shell and swam towards the shore, his two toned and sturdy legs swaying continuously"... Because in that memory, I wasn't a dead library plank girl in a tracksuit. But I don't have time to think about it so much now, today is the day I met Tang Seng, I should be thinking about how to drag the master into the water according to my memory. ”

Boom!

The sound of a heavy object falling into the water spreads through the water, and the fine ripples are conveyed to Sago's firm and tight skin.

"Huh?!" Sha Wujing looked dazed, could it be that Tang Seng fell into the quicksand river by himself?

Goo Rumble Goo Rumble ~~

The underwater tornado raged, a whirlpool from small to large, stirring all the nearby rivers, the mud and sand became more and more turbid, and even the swimming fish and aquatic plants were swept up by the whirlpool.

Boom!!!

The silt at the bottom of the river burst out, revealing the cracked and blooming loess bottom, and the burly and strong figure.

Muscle Demon Monk, online!

"Huh?!" Sha Wujing looked confused, almost stupid by the muscles and flesh of Tang Seng who fell into the water.

Sha Wujing hid behind a stone, watching Tang Seng racing wildly in the water at a sea speed of thirty knots, waving his hands to separate the waves, and a layer of pressure rose from a fish-shuttle-shaped air mask faintly appeared in front of his body.

"What kind of youkai is that? I don't remember a youkai that can run so fast in the water! Sha Wujing was lucky: "Fortunately, he didn't find me, and when he is gone, I will swim to the shore, so that no one will be harmed." ”

Huh?!

Sha Wujing's legs kept fluttering, but there seemed to be no sign of progress at all, and with the stroke of his hands, he began to retreat. Turning his head, Sha Wujing suddenly found that there was a big hole in the landing point of that guy just now, and the whirlpool formed by his entry into the water actually produced a big whirlpool at the bottom of the river.

Save... Oh my life!

On the way, Chu Ci looked at Tang Seng seriously: "Hey, monk, your character is very innocent, you will believe what others say, aren't you afraid that someone will lie to you?" ”

As the saying goes, the eye is the window of the heart, Tang Seng's eyes are just like his character, full of upright brilliance: "Amitabha, the poor monk has always believed that treating people with sincerity will treat me with sincerity." ”

Chu Ci didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Then what if there is a treacherous and sinister villain who deceives you for profit?" ”

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and was very pious: "Amitabha, the poor monk should influence (physically) him well, so that he can understand the integrity of my Buddha." ”

Chu Ci suddenly bowed and became a probation (physics)? Very good and powerful!

“.....”

"Huh? What sound does it seem to have? Sun Wukong plucked out his ears and glanced behind him.

“#¥%#……*&”

True Crimson raised her white and tender little face, and said in unison, "It seems that there is really a voice?" ”

"Wait a minute!" Sha Wujing stretched out his hand towards everyone and ran all the way, his eyes were full of tears, and his voice sobbed: "It's too much! Why did you leave by yourself, I am also the one who wants to escort the master to learn the scriptures! ”

Sun Wukong looked Sha Wujing up and down, flat, dark-skinned, not beautiful, short legs, bad reviews, and immediately lacked interest: "Huh? Say yes, who are you?! ”

Chu Ci looked Sha Wujing up and down, uh, that... I don't seem to know how to make sense of this outfit.

Sha Wujing looked at a large number of people, large and small, and his worldview was about to collapse: "Who are you!! ”

"Hey, funny, you stopped us." Sun Wukong looked disgusted.

The anger accumulated by Sha Wujing's escape from death completely exploded: "What the hell is this, don't tell me that you are Sun Wukong, what kind of resemblance is there except for the tail and the golden hoop stick!" Also, why are you dressed so sassy!! That Zhu Bajie over there, what else do you look like a pig besides ****!! The most excessive is Tang Seng, why is Tang Seng a muscular demon monk, shouldn't he be a weak monk who is soft and delicate and easy to push? ! ”

Xiao Bailong was full of agreement: "Yes, yes, I don't quite understand, although the master is very good and powerful, but I also thought so at the beginning." ”

"Uh, who are you?"

The little white dragon patted his chest and introduced himself: "I am Ao Lie, the third prince of the West Sea, the master calls me Little White Dragon, and my duty is to become the master's shoes to protect him from walking thousands of mountains and rivers." ”

Sha Wujing roared hysterically: "The strangest thing is you!" What about the mounts!! ”

The little white dragon was struck and crouched down to the root of the tree and began to draw circles.

Sha Wujing's terrifying and bleak eyes fell on Chu Ci and the others: "And you, who are you?" ”

Chu Ci saw a trace of real doubt in Sha Wujing's eyes, and smiled casually: "We? We were passing by to make soy sauce. ”

"Where is there a !! of bringing a family to make soy sauce with a daughter-in-law and children"

Sha Wujing trembled, like a defeated dog frustrated and fell to the ground in front of him, muttering to himself: "What to do, things are completely different from what I remember!" ”

Chu Ci squatted in front of Sha Wujing, patted her shoulder, and said with a little pity in his tone: "I couldn't believe it at first, but after accepting this setting, I feel still... It's quite emotional! ”

Sha Wujing didn't say a word, pulled up Tang Seng and ran towards the quicksand river, as if he wanted to die with him.

"Don't!" The little white dragon couldn't stop it.

Click!

The crisp sound of fractures suddenly sounded, and Sha Wujing's arm was visibly struggling to grow, and it looked like his bones were broken.

"Poof!" Sha Wujing vomited blood and threw himself on the street.

"Oh, are you alright?" Tang Seng stretched out his hand to help, and suddenly hit a stone under his feet.

Rumble!!!

Sha Wujing felt that the whole world was very clean, the sky was blue, and it seemed that she saw Manzhu Sawa blooming everywhere in front of her, burning red, a small river was flowing slowly, and there was a bridge on it, and on the bridge stood an amiable old woman, waving to her.

"Come, drink this bowl of setting correction soup, and be a hero in the next life!" (To be continued.) )