Chapter 8: The Corpse King Running in the Sunset
"Master, how much is this thing worth?"
Huiming happily asked Sanzang.
"I don't know, but it's worth tens of thousands of taels!"
Sanzang stroked the red and green gems on the coffin.
The Corpse King was really angry, these two fools were not afraid of themselves! I thought how could a corpse king be so aggrieved.
Roar!
couldn't hold back the anger anymore, and frantically pounced on Sanzang and the two.
Sanzang, who was stroking the gem, suddenly felt something sneaking up behind him, turned his head and saw that it was the ugly corpse demon, and without saying a word, he slapped it over.
"Stay and don't disturb the old man's mood. ”
The corpse demon that was originally flying over was like a cannonball after being slapped by Sanzang, and smashed deep into the stone wall.
Immediately a human-shaped crater appeared in the stone wall. The Corpse King was deep in the stone wall and trembling, the most seriously injured he had ever been a zombie.
Now it is a little scared of Sanzang, and it doesn't dare to provoke Sanzang easily.
"Apprentice, go and see if the jewels on the coffin board are broken. ”
Sanzang instructed Huiming to check the coffin board that had smashed into the stone wall, and Huiming naturally ran over to check it.
The corpse king hiding in the stone wall pit saw Hui Ming leaving Sanzang's side, and it could feel that Hui Ming was very weak, not as strong as the old monk Sanzang, so it suddenly thought of sneaking up on Hui Ming.
At this time, Hui Ming was inspecting the coffin board that had smashed into the stone wall, and the Corpse King felt that this was a good opportunity, so he flew to Hui Ming excitedly.
Huiming, who was inspecting the coffin board, suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and he didn't have to guess to know who it was.
Now there is only one ugly corpse demon here besides himself and his master, and in the face of the powerful corpse king, Huiming naturally can't beat it, but Huiming is not afraid of it at all.
I saw Huiming shouting loudly at the top of his voice:
"Master, someone has grabbed the coffin board!"
The fluttering corpse king is a little confused, this petite human doesn't call for help, how can it be called snatching things?
But it realized it in the next moment.
A figure appeared in front of it, and the corpse king's frightened body shook when he saw it.
"You dare to snatch the coffin board of the poor monk! Do you think that dying once is not enough? If it is not enough, the poor monk will let you die a second time now. ”
Sanzang grabbed the head of the corpse king and dragged it out of the cave.
Huiming, who was in the cave, clearly felt that the earth was trembling, and it didn't take long for Sanzang to walk in leisurely.
"Master, you're not going to really kill that corpse, are you?
Hui Ming asked, sticking out his head.
Sanzang clapped his hands and said:
"Don't worry! I'm not dead, I still have a few breaths!"
Sanzang is really a little angry, since the last time the bewitching white-haired shemale destroyed the gold, what he is most afraid of is that someone will rob him of money. When he heard Huiming shouting that someone was grabbing the coffin board just now, he immediately became anxious.
In order not to have an accident, he has now taken absolute defensive measures against the Corpse King.
"By the way, take a good look at this cave, maybe there are other good things!"
Sanzang reminded Huiming, and Huiming heard Sanzang's reminder, and his heart moved, yes! Maybe there are other treasures!
Excitedly, he hurriedly carried out the three-light policy of the master to educate himself in the cave of the corpse king. Robbing, stripping, cheating.
And outside the cave, the corpse king wanted to cry sadly, big brother! I didn't want to steal the coffin board! I wanted to drink blood! Besides, the coffin board was originally mine, and you were the ones who robbed it, right?
Looking at the mountain that pressed on itself, exposing only one head to itself, the Corpse King felt for the first time that it was a wrong decision to drive people to his cave, and he swore that it would never do it again.
It took a full two hours for Sanzang and Huiming to clean up the Corpse King's cave. In addition to the coffins inlaid with precious stones, Sanzang and Huiming also found some scattered gold, adding up to about a few hundred taels.
Carrying the coffin outside, the two began to discuss leaving.
"Master, how can we take so many things with us now?"
Looking at a heavy coffin, Huiming felt that it must be very heavy to carry.
Sanzang also feels that there is a problem now, although he is strong, but carrying such a coffin, he will definitely be tired after a long time. Now there's no good way, and I don't know what to do.
Suddenly, Sanzang saw the corpse king who was pressed under the mountain by himself, and a good idea came to his mind.
Sanzang whispered something in his ear, and Huiming suddenly looked at the corpse king with a fascination in his eyes. And Sanzang walked towards the corpse king who was crushed under the mountain with a malicious smile.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The Corpse King's body trembled uncontrollably, and looking at Sanzang's malicious smile, it felt that something terrible was about to befall its head.
"How about the apprentice? Master, this is a good method, right?"
Sanzang asked Huiming with a happy smile.
Huiming also replied happily:
"It's the first time I've sat in a coffin like this, but I didn't expect the coffin to sit like this!"
"Of course, I don't see who the master is. ”
Sanzang lay down proudly and opened his mouth.
Suddenly, there was a violent tremor, and Sanzang poked his head out of the coffin and said:
"Ugly man, you hold me up a little steady, or I'll be careful that I'll beat you!"
The Corpse King hurriedly lifted the coffin to prevent it from shaking. It turned out that Sanzang's thought of the solution was to let the corpse king carry the coffin and run, while he and Huiming sat in the coffin, so that it was almost the same as making a sedan chair.
As for the Corpse King, it has now been subdued by Sanzang, and has taken the name Ugly Man.
Sanzang gave the corpse king two choices, the first, to be his palanquin bearer, to carry the coffin for him.
The second is to be a sedan chair driver for him and continue to carry the coffin.
In the face of Sanzang's request, how could it agree to the dignified corpse king! So he would rather die than give in, but half an hour later, the corpse king obediently became Sanzang's sedan chair man, and accepted the name of the ugly man.
"Really ugly man! I really like to kick you as a ball, or you don't want to be a sedan chair driver and keep making balls for us! I haven't played enough yet!"
Hui Ming stretched out his head and said seriously to the corpse king who was running with the coffin below.
The Corpse King didn't say anything, lowered his head and sped up his speed.
The Corpse King found a problem, although Sanzang is very powerful, but he generally does not cheat people, but the little monk Huiming will always find a way to harm himself, so he thinks it is better not to contact the little monk.
Under the guidance of the corpse king and the fast running, Sanzang and the others went out of the ghost gate before it was dark. When he came out, it was just as the sun was setting, and there was a scene of a corpse running on the forest road carrying a coffin inlaid with precious stones.
The little monk looked at the current scene, and suddenly thought, when he tells his own story in the future, can he add a corpse demon running in the sunset!