Su Yitian's eyes widened slightly, and he saw this group of demons and monsters coming from a distance.

Wukong's eyes are injured and he should not overwork, and Zhu Bajie is also eating well, so it is inconvenient to disturb his interest.

Su Yi has achieved immortality at this moment, no matter how strange and mysterious this body is, this mana alone is also qualified to rank in the immortal class, be awarded the immortal urn, and cut off ordinary demons.

"Wukong, Bajie, you go on, go out for the teacher. As he spoke, he was about to get up and send the goblins away.

Chen Wenju, the county magistrate who accompanied the wine on the side, heard a little bit of the doorway, he thought that this white-clothed monk was just a pig demon and a monkey demon follower, listening to this tone, not only was it not a follower, but their master.

This is not surprising, though. Some monsters do not like to show their true appearance as their mana is profound, but they like to change their human appearance and play in the world. Such monsters tend to be more difficult to deal with, and their Taoism is extremely high!

Chen Wenju hurriedly picked up a glass of wine and saluted Su Yi, he regretted that he had only thoughtfully served the pig demon and the monkey demon just now, but he had neglected this human-looking monk.

When the banquet was in full swing, he left the table angrily, and named himself as the master of the two demons, as an old fritter who has been wandering in the officialdom for a long time, Chen Wenju still didn't understand what Su Yi meant.

This is to wake yourself up and make up for the loss of etiquette!

"The master is slow, the lower official just didn't entertain well, and he is very ashamed. Please drink this cup and accept Chen Wenju's reparation!" Chen Wenju knelt down on one knee and offered a glass of vegetarian wine with both hands.

This vegetarian wine is a low-alcohol wine made from pure grains, which is used in temples to worship gods and Buddhas, and it is also a kind of wine that can be drunk by monks and nuns.

The other party's sudden etiquette made Su Yi a little surprised, he glanced at the wine glass that Chen Wenju was holding, the jade cup was brewed, and a trace of white smoke steamed at the mouth of the cup. This is just Chen Wenju boiling wine in a copper kettle, and the temperature of the wine is controlled at the most suitable temperature for human drinking.

Old and refined, Chen Wenju is familiar with the etiquette on the officialdom wine table, and every service is extremely thoughtful and warm.

"The old county magistrate is polite. Su Yi hurriedly lifted Chen Wenju's arm and asked him to get up.

The master didn't drink this wine, and Wenju didn't dare to get up. He persisted, holding his glass high above his head and offering it.

Su Yi didn't want to refuse again and again, he took the vegetarian wine and handed it to Wukong, who was sitting aside: "Apprentice, you take this glass of wine with the teacher first, and go back when you go." After making some merits and drinking this wine, you are worthy of your love for the old county magistrate. ”

Wukong took the wine glass with some doubts, he rubbed his eyes, radiated golden light, and when he saw a dry demon landing on the wheat field not far away, he already understood that Su Yi was going out to get rid of demons.

Zhu Bajie didn't know that there were demons outside, and he still ate and drank nonsense, so unhappy.

"Master, why are you still running around during dinner? If you come back late, don't blame me for the old pig who can't keep his mouth shut and reimburse all the meals. ”

He grabbed a whole plate of cucumber fried winter bamboo shoots, opened his long mouth, poured it into his mouth, and took a large plate of steamed buns with another split, and threw it into his mouth.

Seeing Zhu Bajie's eating appearance, Su Yi couldn't help but wonder, he could understand the difficulties of the Big Stomach King, after all, the main body of the Yuan Qi Continent was hungry and panicked in three days.

"Master, be careful. Wukong admonished.

Su Yi smiled and waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to worry, twisted his front placket, slowly went downstairs step by step, and walked to a threshing floor not far away.

Chen Wenju didn't know why, he asked himself that he had done his etiquette to the limit, but why didn't this white-clothed monk still appreciate it? He insisted on not drinking his wine, and he spoke strangely, saying what kind of merit he wanted to repay him.

Wukong grinned and said, "Old official, don't be impatient, just sit down and eat." Didn't you just ask if you could give you a few days of grace when the sesame oil was handed in? ”

Naturally, the more Chen Wenju listened, the more confused he became, weren't these monsters here to collect the sesame oil? Do they still have to ask others for a grace date? Could it be that he guessed wrong, they were not sent down from the mountain to collect the sesame oil?

Roar!

At this moment, an earth-shattering sound came from outside the window.

"Chen Lao'er came out to die, the stipulated day has come, why is there no trace of a cart of sesame oil? This seat has always enforced the law like a mountain, according to the previous regulations, I will slaughter you a thousand people if you have one less car, Mo Feier and the others really want to defy the law?"

This roar frightened Chen Wenju who was sitting on the chair, trembling all over, and almost shrunk under the table. He recognized this voice as the Tiger Pioneer under the command of the Rat King on the Mountain.

He had long wondered how the demon who escorted the sesame oil had changed people today? It wasn't that he had changed people for a long time, but that he had made the wrong person to stammer.

"My life is at stake, and the lives of the people of my county are at stake!" Chen Wenju sat slumped under the table.

Tiger Pioneer flaunts that he enforces the law like a mountain, and before the sesame oil arrives, he obviously wants to kill people. Now when I go to give gifts, I have missed the best time, because no one dares to openly accept bribes in front of my subordinates!

After all, this Tiger Pioneer is just a small pioneer, and there is a commander above the vanguard, and there is a rat king above the commander. If you dare to take a bribe after setting up the archway, that is, you are looking for a report.

Chen Wenju sat paralyzed on the ground, and two waiters went to help, but the old man was like a puddle of mud on the ground, and he couldn't help him.

Bajie was still eating, and only Wukong came to the window to follow the prestige.

The sound came from a huge threshing floor not far away, which was the place where the sesame oil was usually handed in, because every time the Yellow Wind Monster ninety-nine carts of the best small grinding sesame oil had to be given, the ordinary field could not hold so many materials, and it had to be done in an extremely open place.

The golden wheat straw is piled up into stacks, like a beautiful room, which fills a circle of threshing floors, and in the middle is an open field, where there are already strange demons, carrying axes, hooks, forks, and all kinds of weapons, and standing on both sides with great vigor.

In the middle, a tiger monster, armed with an eight-treasure bright silver hammer, casts a sound amplification method similar to a lion's roar, and shouts in the center of the wheat field.

"Where is Chen Lao'er? Hurry up and come out to die, you can't get sesame oil, Lao Tzu slaughtered the city today!"

The tiger's head flickered, the spell was cast, and a magnified giant tiger head appeared above the sky, like a cloudy cloud, blocking the sun, and the huge shadow was suppressed in the hearts of everyone in Lichang County like Mount Tai.

"Oh no, today is the day to hand in the sesame oil, but the convoy hasn't returned to the city yet!"

"Yes, the first half of the month was rainy, the weather was cold and the road was slippery, and the team of the child's father and our family to deliver oil has not come back yet, and I am worried. "There are women.

"It's over, it's over, I can't pay the oil today, this demon is going to kill someone. ”

Just when the villagers were panicking, a white-clothed monk, stepping on the strands of golden wheat scattered on the ground, slowly walked towards a group of demons in the middle of the field.

He folded his hands, came to the tiger demon, and bowed his head: "The poor monk Fa Yi, entrusted by the county Cheng Chen, begged the beggar general to collect the sesame oil for a few more days!"