The owner of the matter said so, and Chen San naturally had no need to investigate further.

The host took Chen San's master and apprentice into the temple, for fear of provoking Sun Wukong again, and gave his room to Chen San to live in, and ordered someone to recook the meal, send it to several people's rooms, and fled after consulting Chen San's opinion.

According to the custom, Chen San and Ao Lie live in one room.

The presiding room, like the temple, was extremely luxurious, even more elegant than the meditation room of the elder of the golden pool.

But Chen San didn't feel sleepy.

Thinking about the king of black chickens in the temple well.

Taking advantage of the work of getting up at night, Chen San walked around the courtyard, he didn't know if he didn't wander, he was startled, there were more than a dozen wells in the courtyard......

Who knows which one the black chicken king is in?

Chen San sat late at night, and he couldn't help but wonder when he didn't see the king's ghost coming to him.

Why, this plot has also changed?

After thinking about it for a while, Chen San suddenly realized.

The king seems to have told his grievances in a dream after Tang Seng fell asleep?

Chen San was in the Jindan Realm at this time, and it was already easy to fall asleep quickly, only to see him sitting cross-legged, and in a moment, he was too empty.

Sure enough, the king's unjust soul performed the soul seduction technique, luring Chen San's primordial spirit to an octagonal glazed well.

"Holy monk save me!"

The king dragged the tail note of yin and yang not alive, which sounded heart-wrenching.

"Your Majesty, can you speak well?"

Chen Sanyi broke the identity of the other party and directly rectified the king.

After a moment of astonishment, the king asked, "How does the holy monk know that the widow is the king here?"

Chen San pointed to the king's clothes.

The crown on his head is sky-high, the jasper belt is tied around his waist, he is wearing a yellow robe of flying dragon and phoenix ochre, stepping on the cloud head and embroidering his mouth without worry, and holding a Douluo Star White Jade Gui in his hand.

This dignity should not be uncommon to be guessed.

The king was overjoyed: "The holy monk of Dongtu really has a unique vision, and he also asks the holy monk to have mercy and appeal for the grievances of the widow."

Chen Sandao: "You mean the monster who turned into an all-true Taoist priest?"

Seeing that Chen San guessed the murderer, the king was even more impressed, and suddenly felt the hope of complaining about his grievances, and nodded busily.

Chen San said: "It's not difficult to redress your grievances, but the poor monk has a question in his heart."

"The holy monk says that it is okay, and the widow must know everything."

Chen San said the question that had plagued him for more than 20 years: "Looking at the grandeur of this royal temple, your country should believe in Buddhism, but why did you find a Taoist priest to be the national teacher?"

The king replied: "The widow since the succession, sincerely worship the Buddha, day and night, in the early years, the wind and rain are smooth, the people are rich, and the Tao is the blessing of the Buddha, so he squandered ten thousand gold, built this royal temple, but a few years ago there was a sudden drought, the widow burned incense and prayed day and night, but still did not drop rain, then suddenly came a Taoist, claiming to be the Tao on the Zhongnan Mountain, the magic through the sky, the widow invited him to the altar to pray for rain, if the rain was really pouring, it was a great favor to the widow, not only entrusted with the position of the national teacher, but also became a brother with him, sleeping and eating together. ”

Chen San felt that this was somewhat unauthentic.

Although it is not a matter of the spiritual mountain to travel clouds and rain, but the loss of a believer with a prominent status in vain, I don't know what Rulai thinks.

Can you die when it rains on someone?

However, Chen San knows that everything in the world has a cause and must have an effect, when did this king offend Buddhism, or Lingshan simply regarded him as a great injustice, and the purpose of his existence was to make up the number for Tang monks and apprentices.

"How do you want the poor monk to help you?"

Of course, Chen San knew that the king was pushed into the well and drowned by the Quanzhen Taoist priest, but it was better to let the subject say it himself to help this kind of thing, otherwise he would seem to be licking.

The king said, "Three years ago, the man deceived me that there was a treasure in the well, and when the widow came to check on it, he suddenly made a move, and pushed me into the well, and took the form of a widow, and occupied my country, and the queen and my son did not know about it to this day. ”

Chen San couldn't bear it and didn't want to demolish the king.

What does it mean that the queen and the prince don't know anything?

The prince doesn't know, forget it, but the queen and the king have been married for many years, and suddenly a man changes by the pillow, can she not notice it for three years?

"Your Majesty, is there a possibility, the poor monk is saying that it is possible, the queen actually knows that the current king is a fake?"

The king was stunned, and then a look of anger appeared on his face, and his already gloomy face turned green: "The queen is by no means such a merciless person as the holy monk said!" ”

This made Chen San a little moved.

"The poor monk didn't say that the queen was unkind, the poor monk said, maybe the queen had already noticed that the person next to the pillow was a monster, but in order for the prince to be able to ascend the throne smoothly in the future, he deliberately pretended not to know, and bent over the monster just to keep His Majesty's country?"

Chen San's words were actually to comfort the king, showing that the queen was enduring humiliation and thinking about the society of the Wuji country.

But he didn't expect the king's face to be greener.

The two key words "pillow" and "bend down" were like two thunderbolts, which forcibly split the anger in the king's heart.

This kind of thing is a great shame for ordinary people, not to mention that the other party is the king of a country?

If it weren't for being in the Journey to the West, Chen San would almost doubt that the king was going to "charge for love".

"But these are all the speculations of the poor monks, and what the truth is, we have to wait until the monster is removed and the queen asks the queen to know."

When the king heard this, his face was surprised: "The holy monk can get rid of this monster?" ”

"A green-haired lion, what a way!"

The king was even more shocked.

He didn't mention a word, but Chen San already knew the origin of the monster, and the Tang Dynasty Holy Monk was really unfathomable.

In fact, Chen San just said casually, pretending to be a force,

It is indeed not difficult to get rid of this green lion spirit, but as we all know, behind every monster who has acted against the sky, there is a boss in the upper realm.

But Chen San couldn't say it directly, at least when this monster was dying, let the big guy who came to save him say it himself.

Otherwise, Chen San would not come and insisted on embarrassing the big guy.

Therefore, Chen San still abandoned simplicity and complexity, and played cards according to routines.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not big or small, but for the sake of safety, it is still necessary to think long-term, so as not to startle the snake and bury the disaster."

The king nodded, feeling polite.

"Holy monk, on the fifteenth day of the first month of every month, my child will come here to burn incense, and then the holy monk can tell the widow what has happened to him, and he should cooperate with the prince to remove this scourge!"

Chen San was puzzled: "What if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe in the poor monks? ”

As if he had been prepared, the king handed over the golden box Bai Yugui in his hand to Chen San: "This is the widow's belongings, and the prince will definitely believe it when he sees it." ”

Chen San took the white jade and stroked it slightly, only to feel warm and cool, it was really the best mutton fat white jade, and he happily put it in his sleeve: "Poor monk, thank you for your generous gift." ”

The king was directly dumbfounded, and thought to himself: When did the widow say that he was going to give Yugui to him?