Sanzang didn't know how he fell asleep last night, but he didn't expect to wake up in good spirits.

I walked out of the firewood room, looked at the clear sky, and thought to myself that the weather was good today.

"Huh, why didn't you see the bull?"

Sanzang looked around and found that Da Niu, who usually sleeps until late, didn't see his figure at all today.

Walking out of the compound, Sanzang suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with today's atmosphere, and there was no one in the backyard of the slaves who should have gone in and out.

"It's weird! Are all the people dead? Why don't you even have a figure?"

Although he was puzzled, Sanzang calmly walked out of the slave courtyard and walked towards the place where he worked.

In Washington, Sanzang is responsible for collecting everyone's night pots, and these tasks must start in the morning, so Sanzang plans to get a bun or something to eat first, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be able to eat it by then.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, Sanzang heard a burst of angry scolding.

"Say, who the hell killed my god of war! If you don't say it, you'll all beat me with twenty sticks today!"

"Young master, you rest the fire, how dare your black god of war villains move, there must be something strange in this, don't worry, let's investigate slowly." ”

Young Master, Sanzang didn't have to think about it to guess who it was. In the entire Washington Mansion, there is only one person who can be called a young master, and that is the Huayi son who entered the lady's carriage that Sanzang saw when he first entered the city.

Listening to their tone, it seemed that something bad had happened, and Sanzang was the most upset about these things, so he felt that it was better for him not to get involved.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Sanzang heard someone speak.

"Young Master, there is still someone who didn't come over today, I wonder if he killed your god of war?"

"Who?"

"The newcomer who just came here is an old monk named Hua'an, and he likes to eat chicken very much, so the villain guesses that he got your god of war and is going to eat it?"

I'll go! As soon as I heard the voice, Sanzang knew who this thing was. This guy's name is Huadong, and when Sanzang first entered Washington, it was this guy who led people to embarrass Sanzang, but later after Sanzang beat him with a big bull, this guy was honest.

I didn't expect this guy to find a chance to bite himself now.

"Yes, yes, young master, we see that it is this old monk who has eaten your god of war. ”

"That's right! It's definitely him, this old monk is very hateful. ”

"The young master is him, no need to check!"

"Young Master......"

Sanzang frowned when he heard this, he has been very low-key since he entered Washington, except for the guy who has cleaned up East China, who has been sorry for himself, no one else has offended.

Why is it that a group of people are all blaming themselves now?But as soon as he thought about it, Sanzang understood that it was all because of the damn system reward for the title of bastard.

Listening to more and more people speak, Sanzang felt that if he didn't stop it, maybe he would become the enemy of the whole people.

"I said, you can eat food indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense! When did the old man steal that black god of war? Anyway, I don't even know what that black god of war is, don't think that I can speak ill of me if I'm not here, be careful that I sue you for slander!"

Sanzang suddenly jumped out and pointed at a group of people who said bad things about him, but those people were startled by Sanzang who suddenly jumped out.

"Who are you?"

Hua Yi looked at Sanzang who suddenly jumped out suspiciously.

"Young Master, he is the old monk Hua'an. ”

Steward Chu on the side hurriedly answered.

"You stole Young Master Ben's God of War?"

Hua Yi looked at Sanzang with an angry look on his face.

"Stop! Lao Ke has never touched your god of war, and I don't even know what it is, don't lie to good people, or you will be thundered by the sky!"

Sanzang stared at Hua Yi with wide eyes, if he really stole it, then he admitted it, but he didn't steal it, even if the old immortals of their Great Wuliang Temple came, he would not compromise.

"It's against you! You dare to talk to the young master like this, I think you owe it to clean up! Come on, drag him down and beat him with twenty sticks first. ”

Before Deng Huayi could speak, Steward Chu roared first.

"Beat your uncle! The young master didn't even open his mouth, but you opened his mouth, are you ill-intentioned? You said that you are a slave family, and you haven't even opened your mouth, so you have spoken, is it that one day this Washington Mansion will no longer be Washington Mansion but Chu Mansion?"

Sanzang saw that there were already people who began to surround him, so he began to make a move to lead the water to the east.

"You, you, you......"

Steward Chu was already angry with Sanzang's words.

At this time, Steward Chu suddenly saw Gongzi Huayi's eyes look at him meaningfully.

Steward Chu's body shook, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his head.

"Young master forgive sins! Young master forgive sins! It's the slave who talks too much! It's the slave who talks too much!"

Steward Chu knelt on the ground and kept slapping himself with his hand.

Hua Yi glanced at him and said nothing. Although he himself is usually a little playful and ignores the affairs of Washington, he also knows the truth that slaves cannot rebel against their masters.

"Okay! Let's pay attention to ourselves in the future! Don't think that you are a steward and take yourself too seriously. ”

"Yes! Yes! The villain understands! The villain understands!"

Although Steward Chu stood up, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Sanzang smiled in his heart, calling you a mouthful!

"Old fellow, it's time to clean you up now!"

Hua Yi saw a hint of smugness flashing across Sanzang's face, so he pointed the finger at him. But seriously, Hua Yi saw Sanzang for the first time, but I don't know why, as soon as he saw Sanzang, he had an inexplicable hatred for him.

Forehead!

The slight joy in Sanzang's heart stopped instantly.

"Wait a minute, can I ask, what's going on? I don't know anything right now?"

Sanzang raised his hand to stop Gongzi Huayi.

"Hmph! The Fighting Black God of War that Young Master Ben bought for a thousand spirit stones was stolen by someone last night, and only a pile of chicken feathers and blood stains were left in the cage where it was kept. ”

"And you're the latest to come today, and you like to eat chicken very much, so needless to say, the god of war should be stolen by you!"

Huayi said affirmatively.

"Hey, hey, can you be reliable? I don't even know what chickens you have, how can you steal them? Besides, the chickens I eat are all bought from outside, where did you steal them? ”

Sanzang opened his mouth to argue.

"Hehe, I don't care about this, anyway, you are the most suspicious here, so whether you steal or not, you have to accompany me today! If you can't accompany you, then you just wait to be beaten!"

Huayi actually played a scoundrel for no reason.

"You're a scoundrel!"

Sanzang glared at Hua Yi angrily.

"I'm going to be a scoundrel, what can you do with me? Who told me that I couldn't find the thief who stole the god of war, and I didn't like you, so I had to cut you!"

Sanzang was dumbfounded, originally Sanzang felt that his reason for playing scoundrels with the monks of Wuliang Temple every time he used to be a rogue was still good, at least it was a reason.

But now compared to this product, Sanzang felt that his previous reason for being a scoundrel was too merciful.

This thing directly played a scoundrel with an unhappy mood.