As soon as these words came out, several Taoist priests laughed one after another.

Even the one who was slapped just now forgot about his embarrassment for the time being, and then laughed at the master and apprentice.

Judging from Bajie's crackling fists and Wukong's flushed face, the two of them are already accumulating strength.

"No wonder Master wants to beat you!"

Bajie grabbed a Taoist priest with one hand and threw it aside, and Wukong followed it with a chaotic punch.

At first, a few Taoist priests who had not yet taken their turn dared to point at Wukong and Bajie and reprimand them.

It's nothing more than "bold" and "you're dead" and the like.

But after Wukong was wet with rain and dew, and beat them up one by one, they cried their fathers and called their mothers one by one, and they no longer had the arrogance at the beginning.

After the anger in his chest almost subsided, Wukong jumped in front of Chen San, knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists and said, "Master, Fang Cai didn't understand the situation and collided with Master." ”

Chen San looked at the group of Taoist priests again, they had already gathered in one place, all of them crying and mourning, whining and wailing.

Bajie was also tired, so he sat on one of the Taoist priests, with a weight of three hundred catties on his body, and the Taoist priest used his hands and feet uncomfortably, constantly struggling.

An old monk walked up to several people, saluted each other, and said, "This elder, please spare them, otherwise they will report to the national teacher when they go back, and we will inevitably be punished again." ”

Hearing the word national teacher, Wukong immediately came to his senses, leaned in front of the old monk and asked, "Is the national teacher a monster?" ”

The old monk looked puzzled: "The old monk has only one relationship with the three national teachers, and I really don't know where they come from." ”

"Three?"

The old monk nodded: "However, there is a rumor in Chechi Guozhong, saying that the three national teachers are all immortal masters who are famous and enlightened, with strong spells, and have the ability to call the wind and rain and turn stones into gold...... Why, are they youkai? ”

"I'm asking you, why did you ask me instead!"

Sun Wukong looked at Chen San: "Master, it seems that the initiator of this must be those three bullshit national teachers." ”

Zhu Bajie knocked the struggling Taoist priest under him with a punch, and said angrily: "What kind of powerful ability is it to call for wind and rain and turn stones into gold, just dare to offend your grandfather pig!" ”

Xiao Bailong looked at the ragged and scarred monks in front of him, and couldn't help but be moved: "Master, they are so pitiful, help them." ”

Without waiting for Chen San to express his position, Wukong first poured a basin of cold water on the little white dragon: "How to help?" Go and intercede with the king? ”

"To be able to get so many monks here as hard labor, those three bird country masters must be deeply favored by the king, just with the master's words, I am afraid it is extremely difficult."

Chen San's face changed slightly: "Wukong, it's just that you don't trust the words of being a teacher, why don't you have any confidence in yourself?" ”

Wukong looked at Chen San ignorantly.

Chen Sandao: "This kind of thing of pleading for mercy and reasoning, in the final analysis, does not depend on how good you say, but depends on whether your fist is hard enough, the so-called range is the truth, this is what it means." ”

"Since Master said so, then my grandson will understand."

Wukong held the golden hoop stick and knocked it on the ground.

"Wukong, why are you going?"

Sun Wukong turned his head: "Didn't Master ask me to reason with the king?"

"You monkey, how can this kind of face-showing thing be less than a teacher, let's go together."

Che Chiguo's group of monks is actually not optimistic about Chen San's master and apprentice.

Although the name of the Tang Dynasty Holy Monk is loud, this place has long been out of the Datang territory, and the so-called raptor crosses the river and swims in shallow water.

As far as the two hands of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajielu are concerned, they can be regarded as capable of fighting at most, but compared with the supernatural powers of the three national teachers, they seem to be inferior by more than a dozen points......

But those few samples with blue noses and swollen faces were on the side, and the monks didn't dare to say anything, so they had to lead the way obediently.

Due to the road to the construction site, the group returned to the city and it was getting late.

Several people were still discussing whether to face the saint overnight or enter the palace early tomorrow morning, but they were blocked by two bright spears.

"There is an order from the national teacher that monks from the outside world are not allowed to step into the country of Chechi!"

Wukong snorted coldly and said angrily: "Master, my grandson thinks that when you beat that little Taoist, you still started lightly!" ”

Bajie, who was standing at the back, was worried that Wukong would fight with the guards again, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly took off his monk's hat and stepped forward to explain: "This official is an adult, we just have less hair, but we are not monks. ”

The guard didn't even look at him, and pointed to the notice posted outside the wall.

Sha Seng put down his burden and came to the notice: "The monks of Chechi country are in trouble, blinding the holy hearing, from now on, all monks in the country will be punished with hard labor, and monks from other places are not allowed to enter the territory of Chechi, and the same is true for those who cut their mane, baldness, and thin hair." ”

When Bajie heard this, he also walked over to take a look, and suddenly lost color: "This ......"

Wukong looked at Chen San and said in a deep voice, "Master......"

Chen San summoned Wukong to his side: "These guards are all acting on orders, they are innocent people, don't hurt them." ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, it's really troublesome!"

Wukong crouched down again, don't overdo it, and get angry with himself.

Xiao Bailong came to the two of them and said with relief: "We are here to rescue these monks, if we come up and have a conflict with the city guards, we will be pinched by the national teacher, and then we will be rude first, and then it will be difficult to say peace for the monks." ”

Wukong sneered: "That's a good thing, you just tell me how we get into the city, right?" ”

Chen San said: "A little disguise, pretending to be the people to go in, isn't it a piece of cake for our great sage?" ”

A great sage, called Wukong's anger disappeared, and Mei Zizi stood up: "It's still the master who is right!" ”

A few people moved a little away from the city gate, or wrapped their heads in long cloths, or used the art of change, and entered the city gate again, and the guards did not stop them.

Fortunately, the group of monks were wearing shackles and walked very slowly, and it didn't take much effort for them to catch up.

Seeing that there was no one around, he changed back to his original appearance.

This operation frightened this group of monks, especially the old monk who was the leader, after seeing the changes in several people, he immediately regretted Fang Cai's contempt: "The elder is really a god, he was an old monk who was clumsy and didn't know the true Buddha, and he begged for forgiveness. ”

A change technique calmed down this group of monks, and they really hadn't seen the world.

However, Chen San didn't say anything, but asked, "Is there a place to rest?" ”

"Yes, yes, a few elders come with me."

A courtyard that looks grand but has long been dilapidated, can only be recognized as a temple by the crumbling "Zhiyuan Temple" plaque on the door.

Cautiously walked into the courtyard door that collapsed as soon as he pushed it, and saw dozens of tombs of different sizes in the corner.

Seeing Chen San's doubts, the old monk explained: "There are more than 2,000 monks in this Zhiyuan Temple, since the three national teachers came to Chechi country, the monks were punished for hard labor, many people died due to lack of food and clothing, and now there are only more than 500 people left in the whole temple. ”