So, in the largest living room of the Linglong Pavilion, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, the murderous atmosphere is soaring, the master and apprentice are each on one side, their expressions are focused, their faces are solemn, and they touch the cards and shuffle the cards like flowing water, easy and freehand, and come and go freely. At that moment, Tang Sanzang was dripping with cold sweat, and he flinched and slapped a card, and the next family's Bajie suddenly saw a golden light in his eyes, and shouted: "Hehe, just wait for your mile, all of them are bearded, Master, this is forty-eight, give money and give money." ”

Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded, he couldn't help screaming loudly, vomiting blood, the archmage who had always been known as a god of gambling skills never expected that in just half a month, several apprentices had made rapid progress, so that he who felt a little rusty fired his cannons again and again, and couldn't help but lose thousands of acres, miserable. Sanzang Khan remembered Sha Wujing, who was praised as a god by Wukong, and was extremely shocked in his heart, I rely on, Shibei was impressed by it for three days, Sha Wujing, who was known as the boy of scattered wealth at that time, had such a long progress, it was really incredible, this may be a fool's thousand worries must have a gain.

That night, the unlucky holy monk Tang Sanzang suffered the biggest fiasco since his debut, the apprentices were in full bloom, killing the master to lose his armor and lose his armor, and the army was defeated by thousands of acres, all the big names appeared almost all overnight, and a steady stream of them emerged, sucking Tang Sanzang's increasingly shy pocket, so that the archmage had to question whether the apprentices' luck came from another cheating method, but he never saw the clue.

That night, the screams that Gao Xiuning had missed for a long time couldn't help but resound throughout the night, stirring in the empty exquisite pavilion, making the sleeping Wen Tianshu wake up from his sleep repeatedly, and his heart was quite uneasy, wondering if this seemingly gentle master was suffering from some kind of disease, and he screamed like this at midnight.

The defeat was unbearable, Tang Sanzang lay on the back of the horse in a gloomy manner, muttering that gambling is harmful. At this time, the archmage suddenly remembered that Wujing seemed to owe him dozens of taels of silver in gambling debts, and he was overjoyed, regardless of his face as a master, squinted his eyes and smiled cheaply: "Wujing, I heard that your kid has been very lucky recently, and he has won a lot of silver, you think that the master is not very rich, do you want to return the thirty taels of silver you owe me?"

Sha Wujing touched his head embarrassedly, and said shyly: "Master, I really didn't have the money to pay back that day, didn't you say that the Sanzang Army doesn't raise idlers, and do your own thing, so if I want to repay the money, I have to wash everyone's clothes, which is at the price of one or two pieces of silver, and as of today, I am afraid that Lao Sha's debt has already been paid off." ”

As soon as the words came out, the archmage was sweating, looked up at Sun Wukong, who was holding the horse rope, and asked if there was really such a thing. The monkey looked back at the master with a sad face, and nodded dejectedly, it seems that he has not suffered the secret loss of Wujing. The master and apprentice unanimously finalized that Wujing seemed to be getting smarter and smarter, which was really a mixed blessing. With no money to repay, Tang Sanzang patted his shriveled pockets and lamented, alas, there have been fewer and fewer fools these years, and business has become more and more difficult to do.

At this time, it is the time of stunning, the earth is rejuvenated, such a lofty mountain, towering mountains, sharpening peaks, indescribably full of greenery: under the deep stream of the bay ring, the fish and shrimp swim shallow bottom, the mandarin ducks play each other; on the lonely cliff, the tiger roars and the rabbit go in a hurry, and the deer and fox jump and the birds fly one after another. Looking up, the mountain head is abrupt and penetrates the green night, the mountain is high and covers the sun and the stars; looking back, the ravine is deep and the neighbor is blue, and the grass path is full of horses and difficult to walk. In the high places, it is like a ladder and a stool, and in the low places, it is like a ravine and a pit. Such a strange pinnacle ridge, even sharp cliffs, is really steep and tactful, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Looking at this situation, Tang Sanzang felt a relative, such a dangerous mountain is really a rare family, and it is even more difficult to have robbers cut the path, it seems that Lao Tzu has to live a poor life for a while, how can it be a miserable word?

Just as he was thinking about it, the archmage suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Tianshu, who was silently hurrying behind him, and at this moment, he had fallen behind the boss by a distance. Sanzang was about to turn around to say hello, when he saw Tianshu's face, he couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that the big beauty who was born blue was already out of breath, slender and slender, looking at the pretty face of the pale face, as if he would fall to the ground and die if he took another step forward. But the big beauty still stubbornly shook off Sha Wujing, who was kind enough to come to help, gritted her teeth and insisted on chasing the team in the distance.

Sanzang saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly feel ashamed, I damn, Lao Tzu is too slow, I am on a horse, so I naturally don't care about the length of the journey, but I really suffer the weak and slender Wen Tianshu. The archmage turned around and asked Bajie how long everyone had been on the road. Bajie looked up at the sky, carefully wrenched his fingers, and replied, Master, it should be two hours to say the least.

Sanzang gasped when he heard this, two hours, in the midst of this heavy mountain, Wen Tianshu, who was powerless, actually followed the team closely for two hours, what a huge courage and perseverance it should take. Thinking of this, the archmage couldn't help but burst into tears, immediately turned his horse's head, and shouted loudly: "Okay, everyone has worked hard, let's camp here and rest." ”

Wen Tianshu, who was already exhausted at this moment, suddenly heard the master shout to stop, and the exhaustion he had endured was suddenly fully relaxed. I saw the big beauty clenching her fists tightly and proudly making a victory pose, and she couldn't help but look dark in front of her eyes and fall to the ground in despair. Tianshu struggled desperately to get up from the ground, but he couldn't resist the hazy exhaustion, and suddenly fell into endless darkness. At this moment, what was constantly in the ears was the concerned shouts of all the senior brothers, which made Wen Tianshu suddenly feel that being in the Sanzang Legion was so warm, and this feeling was really wonderful.

Han Ran looked at Wen Tianshu who fell asleep with a smile, Sanzang couldn't help but blame himself again, and immediately ordered Wujing and Bajie to carefully carry Tianshu into the Linglong Pavilion, and Wukong was responsible for finding some food to come back, and inquired about the road conditions by the way.

Soon the monkey flew back with a large boar on his back and dozens of fruits in his arms. At that moment, the master and apprentice gathered around the bonfire, roasted pork, nibbled on the fruit, and started a party.

Wukong enjoyed the food comfortably, and reported the news to everyone along the way: "Master, we have reached the boundary of the Pingding Mountain for eight hundred miles, and then we will go over two mountains to the main peak of the Pingding Mountain, there is a lotus cave on the mountain, and there is a group of monsters in the cave. The two kings of the silver horn, it seems that they are quite big, relying on the five magic weapons to protect themselves, collecting many demon kings in the nine caves and eighteen caves of the Pingding Mountain Realm, leading thousands of subordinates to entrench here, and they have been invincible, invincible, and powerful, and it seems to be a critical opponent. When the monkey said that, he couldn't help but rub his hands and his face was so bright that people could see that he was starting to itch again.

After listening to the report, Tang Sanzang was shocked into a cold sweat, and he was secretly afraid in his heart, obediently, his feelings were in Pingdingshan, no wonder I was always up and down in my heart, alas, the two precious apprentices of Taishang Laojun, relying on the magic weapon to protect themselves, are indeed difficult enough.

The archmage looked back at Sun Wukong, who looked disapproving, and reminded: "Wukong, don't underestimate those two monsters, they have two treasures that can accept people, if you call you, you casually agree, and you will be put in, and after a while or three, it will turn into pus and blood, which is really powerful." Let's go all the way to the west, it is inevitable to encounter them, if they take out the treasure, no matter what, they can't agree, otherwise if they are loaded in, even if it is a Daluo immortal, it will be difficult to save. Dead monkey, don't stare at Lao Tzu with this kind of look, just say that you, a megalomaniac, want to challenge everything, be humble to Lao Tzu, don't be able to stand the agitation when the time comes, and be put into the baby. ”

Seeing the master's blame, the monkey said with a sneer: "Master, you can put a hundred hearts, what your old man said, when will my grandson not take it seriously, and when the time comes, I promise to kill and not say a word, this is always okay, right?"

Looking at the dead monkey with a smile on his face, Sanzang was disdainful in his heart, girl, you still take it seriously, liar, you kid don't make trouble for Lao Tzu, I will be Amitabha, thank God.