At this time, the pig clan was in tatters, with stumps and broken limbs everywhere. There are pigs, and there are other races. Obviously, there was a big war here, and the result should be that the pigs won!

Otherwise, it wouldn't be the pig clan cleaning the battlefield, and on the battlefield, there is a monk wearing a golden silk robe who is overtaking the soul.

From time to time, he let out a lament! His face was full of compassion and compassion, and the living pigs all looked at him with admiration, and they almost knelt down to worship.

"Master, thank you for your help just now, otherwise my pig clan would have been wiped out. "Zhu Eleven was very tired at this time, and there was a foot-long knife wound on his back, although it was bandaged, it still oozed blood.

"Amitabha, good and good! The monks have compassion and can prevent sentient beings from killing their sins, but can they not stop it?" The monk's face was full of kindness, like that of a saint.

"Master, you said earlier that you have a relationship with my son, can you tell me?" Zhu Shiyi never knew how his son Zhu Jiu Shi died, and now this monk actually said that he had a relationship with his son, so he naturally wanted to know.

"Donor, mourn!" the monk stretched out one hand and saluted, and then said: "Fifteen years ago, the poor monk traveled to the secret realm of Tongtian and met Lingzi and his daughter-in-law in a mountain col. At that time, they were seriously injured, and the poor monks couldn't save them, so they had to use their magic to help your daughter-in-law give birth to a grandson.

Originally, they were waiting for them to name Ling Sun, but unfortunately they choked their breath after seeing Ling Sun born. The poor monk felt that this child was destined for me, so he took it upon himself to give him the name Eight Precepts, and asked the donor not to blame. ”

Zhu Shiyi immediately replied: "The master is serious, you are kind to our pig clan, I can blame you." ”

To tell the truth, when this monk sent his grandson. He was very unimpressed with this monk, especially with his grandson's name, so after the monk left, he gave his grandson the name of Zhu Gangguan.

It's a pity that somehow, Zhu Bajie's name actually spread faster than Zhu Gangguana, so that the surrounding demon clans are all called Sun Tzu Zhu Bajie.

"Master, I don't know if you know why my son and daughter-in-law died?"

Zhu Eleven had a hunch that this monk must know the cause of his son's daughter-in-law's death.

"When is the time for retribution, the donor should let it go!" The monk folded his hands and his face was embarrassed, obviously not wanting to say.

Suddenly, he glanced to the east and said, "Good, good, good! The poor monks and others are here." ”

Zhu Eleven didn't know what this monk meant, and wanted to ask again. But he was afraid of offending this monk, this monk is not simple, and with a slight wave of his right hand before, he repelled the army of the Leopard King.

This strength wants to destroy their pig clan, and it will not be wasted at all.

A gust of wind blew, and a woman appeared in front of Zhu Shiyi, and then he saw a pig demon older than him lying in the woman's arms.

For some reason, he felt that this old pig demon was very close, but he just couldn't say it.

"Master, master!" Zhu Ganglie opened his eyes and looked at this cheap grandfather weakly.

Hearing this sound, Zhu Eleven stumbled and fell to the ground, followed by old tears. "Grandson, grandson, my poor grandson, how did you become like this?"

Zhu Ganglie was about to say a few words of comfort, when he suddenly saw the monk beside his cheap grandfather, and this monk gave him a bad feeling.

"Who are you?"

The monk smiled: "We met again, it's really fate." ”

There is a fate for your sister, Lao Tzu has no fate with your monk at all, it is best not to see a monk for the rest of your life. "I don't know you! ”

Now that he is dying, he is naturally not polite to this monk. Anyway, with the hypocrisy of the monk, he will not embarrass the pig clan.

"Amitabha! It's normal for the donor not to know the poor monk, and the last time I saw the donor, Shi Zhan had just been born. But you do have a relationship with my Buddha, and when my Buddha gave you the Dharma name, it was also for you and me to get together today. The monk still replied with a smile on his face, not changing anything at all because of Zhu Ganglie's attitude.

Zhu Ganglie was taken aback! He finally guessed who this monk was. According to the memory of his previous life, the one who gave Zhu Bajie the name of Bajie must be Tang Sanzang.

And now it should be the golden cicada, that is, Tang Sanzang's previous life.

Yaya, why did this girl come here so quickly. No, the pig clan seems to have experienced a big war, what's going on?"Grandpa, which grandson dares to come to my pig clan?"

"Sun Tzu, you take good care of your illness, the Leopard King should not dare to send the demon army again, the wave of this master just now should be enough to shock them. "Zhu Shiyi cares about Zhu Bajie's body, but he carries the hope of the pig clan.

"Leopard King!" Zhu Ganglie gritted his teeth, and then let go again. Even if he has a great hatred, what can he do? He is about to die, with his grandfather's body, if he goes to take revenge, it is looking for death.

Hey, it's a bit wrong, this golden cicada can't come here just to save the pig clan, is it to save himself?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. He is one of the pawns of the Buddha's journey to the west, how can it be so easy to hang, this monk must have a way to save himself.

"Master, it turns out that you took my name, thank you. Zhu Ganglie changed his respectful expression and sighed: "Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with the master, but unfortunately I didn't die long after! ”

It's really disgusting, but Zhu Ganglie endured it, and in order to survive, he had to say anything disgusting.

"Don't worry, little donor, you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, and the poor monk knows a little about medicine, maybe it can save your life. "For Zhu Bajie's attitude, Jin Chanzi is very satisfied.

Although there was a slight change in heaven and earth, it did not exceed the calculation of the Buddha. It seems that someone wanted to disrupt the Buddha's plan, so he wanted to kill Zhu Bajie halfway.

Fortunately, the Buddha felt it, so he sent him here, otherwise the Buddha's plan might really be destroyed. I have made up my mind in my heart that when I wait for what happened here, I must tell the Buddha what he guessed.

"Then it's troublesome master!" Zhu Ganglie stretched out his old arm, and the golden cicada took the pulse very unceremoniously, and frowned after a while. "The little benefactor has been cursed, and the longevity is basically exhausted, who is this victim?"

Jin Chanzi asked this, of course, not to stand out for Zhu Bajie, but to know who wanted to destroy the Buddha's plan, so that he could return to Lingshan so that he could give the Buddha an explanation.

"It's the King of Doom, Wu Manman. "It's the second sister who speaks, she is full of hatred for Wu now, if it weren't for that bastard's fast, she would definitely break him to death.

"The female benefactor is too murderous, which is not good. Jin Chanzi glanced at the second sister egg, a little pity, but he didn't explain.

This banshee is destined to die, and she lives to fulfill Zhu Bajie, so he ignores the congenital deficiency of this banshee and pretends not to know.