Meal.

Tang Seng called the three apprentices out of the house.

The destination of this trip was the imperial city, but he first spared a big circle and walked around the capital of the Wuji country.

See and feel through your own eyes.

No matter how much effort is done on the surface, the subtleties can't be hidden.

Those who cheat will always be exposed.

Sun Wukong was nibbling on fresh peaches, Zhu Bajie was holding a handful of sugar gourds, and even Sha Wujing was holding a bag of fried chestnuts with sugar in his hand.

Lively and peaceful.

Every resident has a happy smile on their face.

Finally, the Imperial City is close at hand.

The gates of the city were opened, but there were no guards on either side.

In the middle stood a white-haired old man.

When the Tang monk and apprentice got closer, the old man asked, "Is the holy monk Tang Sanzang?" ”

"It's the poor monk."

"Amitabha, my emperor has been waiting for the holy monk for a long time." The old man smiled and gestured, "Here, please." ”

Tang Sanzang did not doubt that he had him, and led the three apprentices to follow behind the old man and walked towards the imperial city.

The palace walls seem to have not been repaired over the years, and they look slightly dilapidated and old.

"In the land of the black chicken country, the national surplus is limited, so it can only be gathered in one place, and the priority of things is determined according to the priority, and they will be dealt with one by one."

The old man seemed to feel Tang Sanzang's gaze and explained.

"The palace wall has not been refreshed and repaired for three years, which makes the holy monk smile."

Tang Sanzang shook his head.

"Although your country is small, the monarch is sage, the ministers are strategic, and the people are united, which is the Meiji atmosphere."

"Thank you, Holy Monk, for your compliment."

Listening to Tang Sanzang's words, a smile of relief appeared on the old man's face.

After walking a short distance, everyone came to a secluded water pavilion.

The water pavilion was surrounded by veils, and it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a person sitting inside drinking tea.

The old man stood on the side of the trail, "Holy monk, please." ”

"You stay here."

After Tang Sanzang finished giving the order, he walked on the trail alone.

Come to the pavilion.

Tang Sanzang was also not polite, and sat opposite the pirated old king.

The pirated old monarch didn't speak, and made him a cup of tea.

After Tang Sanzang finished drinking, he returned the teacup to its original place.

"I'm not going to go around in circles, first of all...... Should I call you the blue-haired lion spirit, or the king of the black chicken country? ”

"Is there a difference between the two?"

Although Tang Sanzang named the true identity of the old monarch at the beginning, his face did not seem to show a look of surprise.

"Of course there is a difference," Tang Sanzang looked at the blue-haired lion spirit seriously, "If you are the former, then I will naturally subdue the demon guard." ”

"What if I'm the latter?"

"If it's the latter, I'd like to talk to you about what social death is."

"Social death?"

The old king didn't quite understand what the word meant.

"It's short for social death."

The blue-haired lion spirit said that he still didn't understand.

Tang Sanzang didn't want to dwell too much with him on this topic, so he waved his hand.

"Don't worry about the details. Let's talk about it, how do you plan to deal with the aftermath of the dove's nest? ”

"Aftermath? Why did I take care of the aftermath? The blue-haired lion spirit smiled, "The black chicken country can have such a grand scene now, it is all created by me!" ”

It looked excited, and suddenly stood up, leaned against the railing, and opened its hands with its back to Tang Sanzang.

"National security folk music, never closed at night, such a grand scene! Do you think that the incompetent old monarch can do it? Joke! ”

"But is it really good for you to do this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Literally." Tang Sanzang opened a can of beer, "No matter how mediocre and incompetent the old monarch is, but what is written in this history book is his name - you have been working in vain for so long, aren't you making wedding dresses for others?" ”

Hearing this, the blue-haired lion spirit froze in place.

It took him a moment to react, and he paced back and forth rapidly, looking very uneasy.

"This ...... There's a way to do that, too! I'll fake my death and get out first, so that the crown prince will inherit the throne, but I'll just give up one more body. ”

Tang Sanzang shook his head.

"The green-haired lion, you beast is not too daring, dare to do it under Lao Tzu's nose."

"Jin Chanzi, I respect you as the reincarnation of the great apprentice of Rulai, so I treat you with courtesy! Don't be ignorant of lifting! ”

"No, no, no one really thinks that Manjushri's mount can be compared to the great apprentice of Nyorai, right?"

The blue-haired lion spirit was furious, a pair of flesh chiefs recovered their body, and slapped Tang Sanzang with a slap.

"Look for death!"

Tang Sanzang sat upright, not moving.

At the last moment, the blue-haired lion spirit gritted his teeth and turned the direction and slapped it the low table.

The dwarf cracked silently, shattering into sawdust.

"If you really dare to slap it, you're still a character." Tang Sanzang looked disdainful, "It's a pity, a beast is a beast, and no matter how much you pretend to be like it, you can't become a human." ”

The blue-haired lion's eyes were red, and he was ruthless, his face was hideously distorted, and gradually turned into a lion's head.

"Roar——! I'll kill you! ”

It roared and rushed towards Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang followed the brains of the blue-haired lion spirit and punched.

Ordinary punch.

Boom!

The seemingly unpretentious and unconventional punch actually hit it firmly in the head.

The sturdy lion spirit was lying on the ground, and the seven orifices were gurgling out.

Tang Sanzang stepped on its neck, making it unable to move.

"I respect you for your diligence and dedication in the country of Wuji, and you have not extorted violently. But what did you do to me? Give you three points of color, and you will open a dyeing shop? ”

The blue-haired lion spirit was held at his feet, and his big mouth was closed one by one, but he couldn't even pronounce a complete syllable.

"Toast without eating and drinking! There are so many weapons in the world, you have to practice swords, and if you don't practice swords, you have to practice swords! Phew! ”

Just scolding was not enough, Tang Sanzang took out the Zen staff again, wanting to give it an unforgettable lesson.

Beasts are like this, either they don't fight, or if they want to fight, they must be afraid!

Just as Tang Sanzang's Zen staff was about to smash his head and face down, a "and slow" came from a very long distance.

Tang Sanzang knew that this must be Manjushri Bodhisattva to protect him, so he forcibly pretended not to hear, and the Zen staff still hit it hard.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo......"

The blue-haired lion spirit suffered from pain, and could no longer maintain its human form, and reverted to the image of a big cat.

Manjushri's face was a little unpleasant.

He calculated that his mount was in trouble today, so he hurried over from the Great Lei Yin Temple, but he was still one step too late.

watched the golden cicada pound his mount with a Zen staff.

And the evil animal, under the pain, was beaten back to its original form.

Just this Zen stick, let alone waste 500 years of cultivation!

Manjushri Bodhisattva's heart suddenly had a burst of ignorant karmic fire, there is a way to beat the dog and look at the master!

The golden cicada actually beat his lion in front of him!

There is no one in sight!

Manjushri held back the anger in his heart, lowered the Dharma cloud, and stood in front of Tang Sanzang.

"Amitabha! My big cat has already made a mistake, but Senior Brother Jin Cicada is still struggling with each other, why? ”

"Heh, you cosmphile bodhisattva still has the face to ask?" Tang Sanzang sneered, "There is a way that 'the father does not teach, the father's fault, the teaching is not strict, and the teacher is lazy', we mortals understand the truth, will you be a bodhisattva?" ”

"Golden Cicada, don't go too far!"

"Lao Tzu is too much, what can you do?"