After figuring out the cause and effect, the old man looked at Tang Sanzang with a resentful expression, and said in his heart how could this elder speak so unreliable, causing him to think wildly.

After a bag of cigarettes, the doctor with the medicine box ran over panting.

"Which elder needs to be seen?"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard him howl, which shook Tang Sanzang's brain.

It's a pity not to be a trumpeter.

The old man hurriedly greeted him, approached the doctor and said loudly: "It's this monk from the Tang Dynasty, he wants to see the doctor!" ”

"Oh, oh! Elder, what kind of illness are you going to see? ”

The doctor walked up to Tang San with a smile and shouted loudly.

"No, doctor, can we speak quietly?"

A loud roar at such a close range can be regarded as a sonic attack in a sense.

"Huh? What did you say? ”

The doctor leaned in and raised his voice a little.

"Elder, this doctor in our Zhuangzi had a serious illness in his early years, and his ears are not good, so you have to speak loudly to be able to hear him."

Tang Sanzang was speechless for a while.

Why is it only said now that something is so important?

"Doctor, help me see!"

He raised his voice.

"Okay, what's wrong with you?"

"I ......"

Tang Sanzang suddenly stopped talking.

Is this a disease that can be said loudly?

I'm afraid that as soon as he finished speaking with his front foot, his back foot will spread all over Chenjiazhuang.

Tang Sanzang thought that his life had just begun, and he didn't plan to die so easily.

It's hard to talk about......

"What? Not quite easy to say? It's okay, I'll keep it a secret for you! ”

The doctor seemed to see through Tang Sanzang's mind and said with a smile.

Tang Sanzang: ......

With such a big mouth to keep secrets, I know what the secrecy is.

But you don't need a doctor, your body can't bear it.

"Wukong, do you have any spells to silence your voice?"

Sun Wukong thought for a while, "Master, how about isolating the magic circle?" ”

"Can you block out the sound?"

"Naturally, you can."

"Okay, that's it!"

Tang Sanzang said categorically.

Sun Wukong didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly cast a spell and built a magic circle that isolated the entire Chen family ancestral hall.

Without any worries, Tang Sanzang was finally able to discuss his illness with the doctor in depth.

The doctor simply prepared the medicine for Tang Sanzang and put it on.

Suddenly, a long-lost feeling of coolness hit.

The illness that had tormented him all the way was finally relieved.

This night, he slept very soundly.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, the sound of gongs and drums was heard, which disturbed the people.

Tang Sanzang suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up.

"It's early in the morning, what's the noise? Lao Tzu finally got into the cave room, and he was about to go to the kang! ”

Wukong hurriedly got up and rushed out to check in three or two steps.

After a while, he ran back.

"Master, something terrible seems to have happened in this Zhuangzi, a pair of boys and girls are beating gongs and drums!"

"What's that?!"

Tang Sanzang turned over and stood up from the bed and put on his robe.

"It's all 2021, and you dare to find a childhood virgin sacrifice, what kind of bad habit is it?! Apprentices, copy the guys! ”

When he returned to the cage, he didn't sleep well, and when he got up, Tang Sanzang, who was very angry, took his apprentices with him and went to the sacrificial scene in a hurry.

On the banks of the river, people huddled together.

The three apprentices protected Tang Sanzang in the middle in a zigzag shape, and smoothly squeezed from the crowd into the front row.

I saw that on the high altar, the little boy and girl like porcelain dolls were wearing red clothes, standing in the corner and shivering.

And their parents and relatives were stopped on the side, and their eyes were swollen into hickory nuts from crying.

The patriarch was unmoved, and reprimanded harshly.

"It's all for our Chenjiazhuang! It is their blessing to be appreciated by the King of Inspiration, and you don't know how to lift it up! ”

On this altar, there is also a guy with feathers all over his body, jumping up and down, and muttering words in his mouth.

He grabbed a big rooster, untied a sharp knife from his waist, cut the big rooster's neck, and sprayed the hot chicken blood on the yellow rune paper.

At the end, he suddenly shouted, "Respectfully the King of Inspiration", and knelt on the ground.

Everyone did the same, and knelt on the ground in unison.

Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice were very abrupt.

"Wukong, Bajie, go and save the child!"

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie turned into a puff of green smoke and kidnapped the boys and girls, and then turned into their own appearance and stood in place.

"Wujing."

"Master?"

"At the end of the matter, you will take care of the two children."

"Good!" Sha Wujing simply responded, and then disappeared into green smoke.

Not long after Tang Sanzang's arrangement was completed, he saw that the vast Tongtian River suddenly seemed to be boiling and tumbling.

When the crowd saw this, they shouted even more happily.

In the middle of the water, a crimson goldfish suddenly jumped out, it transformed into a human form in the air, holding a steel gun, standing on the water.

"Where's the tribute?"

The feathered fellow hurriedly got up from the ground, lifted the boy and girl one by one, and threw him into the river.

Only two pops and pops were heard, and the boy and girl were thrown into the river.

Not even a single bubble bubble bubbled, it sank to the bottom.

The parents of the bitter master, who witnessed this tragic situation, let out a long cry of sadness and fainted.

"Quick, two of them, send them back! Don't anger the King of Inspiration! ”

The patriarch was shocked and angry, and hurriedly gave an order to the young and strong man in the Zhuangzi.

A few half-sized men carried people and left the scene.

Speaking of the King of Inspiration, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he nodded.

"This year's tribute is good, I love it! Harvest for you! ”

Hearing this, everyone was excited, and they quickly knelt down and kowtowed, shouting in unison: "Thank you for the reward!" ”

Tang Sanzang heard a burst of fire.

These stupid bastards!

Do they think they worship the true God?

Wrong!

It's just a wild monster that occupies the mountain and falls into the water!

Just right now, it's not the best chance to make a shot.

He needs to be patient a little longer......

It's just that he looked at the self-proclaimed "Inspiration King" monster, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames.

The King of Inspiration naturally noticed Tang Sanzang.

After all, everyone knelt and he was standing alone, which was too conspicuous.

On top of that, his eyes seem to be very unkind.

The King of Inspiration suddenly became interested, stretched out his hand, pointed at Tang Sanzang, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you waiting for, why didn't you kneel when you saw this king?" ”

The patriarch hurriedly raised his head, saw that it was the monk who stayed overnight yesterday, and hurriedly said, "The king forgives his sins!" This is a monk who claims to have come from the Tang Dynasty in the East and passed by to spend the night! ”

"From the Tang Dynasty?" The Inspiration King raised his eyebrows, "Does he call himself Tang Sanzang?" ”

"Returning to the king, this person does call himself Tang Sanzang!"

The King of Inspiration laughed, "Give me this monk as well!" This king will protect you for ten years...... No! Twenty years of good weather! ”