As he spoke, he stepped on the clouds, turned around and walked away in a dashing manner, taking out a small fan as he flew back. With a shake of his hand, the small fan rose in the wind, and when it flew to the top of the Flame Mountain, it had already turned into a large fan that was more than two meters long.

Le Zihuang held the book high and said to the remaining people embarrassedly: "Why don't we hide first?" Otherwise, it will be too late to catch fire. ”

As he was talking, Sun Wukong was facing the Flame Mountain, and the flames on the mountain were surging like chicken blood, even with Zheng Lang's physique, he felt a heat wave coming to his face.

It was another fan, and the flames were steaming, and it seemed that even the surrounding air was burning. Tang Seng finally couldn't maintain that calm and breezy Gao Caisheng look, panicked, Zhu Bajie was even more hot and crying dad and mother, picking up Tang Seng and about to run. Zheng Lang silently took out two life support collars and put them on. For a while, the two of them only felt that the heat around them disappeared instantly, as if they had returned to the spring of March, and the spring breeze was blowing.

The Monkey King over there still doesn't believe in evil, and he goes down again. At this time, the color of the flame changed, from yellow to dark red, and spread along the mountain peak in a large circle, Sun Wukong couldn't dodge, was caught in the flames, and the fake banana fan in his hand instantly turned into ashes, and his hair was burned black. Riding the somersault cloud, he flew to the edge of the sky, thinking that he was looking for water to extinguish the fire.

Zhu Bajie still couldn't figure it out: "Senior sister, what are you doing, isn't it cool, the fan is working, hey, why did she run away." ”

"No, it's the collar that works." Tang Seng touched the collar around his neck and said, "I didn't expect the donor to have such a magical magic weapon, it's really amazing." ”

Zheng Lang waved his hand and hit the snake with the stick: "It's a trivial matter, not enough to worry about." Master Sanzang, the two of us are just going to Da Lei Yin Temple to visit the beard brigade, you and I are on the same road, can you make it convenient, walk together with a companion, and have a good response on the road. ”

Although Tang Seng felt that Zheng Lang's origin was unknown, since it was brought back by Sun Wukong, it was definitely not a monster, and Sun Wukong had never made a mistake in judging whether he was a human or a demon. Since it's a human being, it seems that he has some ability, and it's good to go on the road together and have a care, so after thinking about it, he agreed.

It didn't take long for Sun Wukong over there to finally extinguish the fire on his body and rush back, all black, and the already small hairs were burned to the ground.

Looking at the slick Monkey King, Zheng Lang couldn't help but think that if he was going to become a little Monkey King, he didn't know where to pluck his hair. After the hair on a monkey's face was burned, it looked more like a human girl.

Sun Wukong hung his head down, and as soon as he came back, he took the initiative to find Le Zihuang to admit his mistake, and then took the hardcover version of "Journey to the West" and read it carefully. While looking at it, he scratched his ears and cheeks with joy: "There are still such treasure books, although there are some discrepancies, but the above records are generally correct." ”

Scroll down to chapter 60, the Bull Demon King strikes and goes to the Chinese feast, and Sun Xingzhi has a second-tone banana fan. Oh. I see, pretending to be the Bull Demon King can go and deceive the real fan, oh, you have to trick yourself into using the formula, otherwise you won't use the fan.

Tang Seng saw that Sun Wukong was reading seriously, and thought to himself that this monkey, it is estimated that he has never sat down and read a book so seriously in his life, what kind of book is he reading, and he also came forward to take a few looks, in case he saw an evil book such as a playboy, the master should come forward to stop it, and then collect it for safekeeping.

Who knew that Sun Wukong directly stuffed the book into Tang Seng's hand and said: "Master, how to cross this flame mountain, my grandson has already counted, so I will go and get a banana fan to extinguish the fire." ”

Tang Seng grabbed him: "Wukong, you don't have to go for the sake of the teacher." The collar that Master Zheng had just put on me seemed to be able to offset the temperature of the flames of the Flame Mountain. We can pass by as long as we wear a collar, and it doesn't matter if the fire of the Flaming Mountain is extinguished or not. ”

Sun Wukong became curious, and he didn't dare to touch Tang Seng's collar, so he took off Zhu Bajie's collar and played with it.

Just looking at it, a big bag suddenly bulged from the ground under his feet, and an old man with a long beard came out of the ground, arched his hand and said, "Auntie, this is not good." The little god is the land fairy here, and he also hopes that the eldest lady will extinguish the fire of this flaming mountain, and it will be cool. Auntie, you can't ignore it. The title of this eldest lady really made Zheng Lang not know how to complain.

The person who came turned out to be the father-in-law of the land here, and when he heard his title, Le Zihuang on the side was relieved, it seemed that Aunt Qi Tian was indeed referred to as Auntie, and he had not shouted wrong before.

The father-in-law of the land continued: "Besides, auntie, this flame mountain is still a sin created by you. Back then, you were put in the gossip furnace by Taishang Laojun, and when you came out of the oven, you kicked over the gossip furnace, and the flames poured down, only to form a flame mountain here. ”

Zheng Lang always felt that something strange had mixed in, and Xiqiu's colloquialism was too down-to-earth. Although Sun Wukong was thick-skinned, he also blushed after hearing this, and Tang Seng came out to play a round: "Wukong, since this is the case, you should go for a trip, the teacher is waiting for you here, by the way, chat with this Zheng Shizhu, talk about life and ideals, See you later." ”

"Okay." Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop stick from his ear and said, "My old grandson is gone!" ”

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Zheng Lang suddenly called out to Sun Wukong: "Is this the legendary golden hoop stick?" I've admired the daimyo for a long time, can you let me see. ”

Sun Wukong smiled proudly: "Yes, this is the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which can become bigger and smaller as you like, it is Lao Sun's good baby." However, it's not that I look down on you, even if I give you the stick, you won't be able to play it. ”

As he spoke, he casually thrust the golden rod into the ground and stood up. Zheng Lang stepped forward and took a closer look. The famous Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick is right in front of you, so how can you miss the opportunity to take a good look.

At this time, the golden hoop stick was just an ordinary stick, stuck in the ground and did not move. It is said that this thing weighs more than 10,000 catties, so the pressure at the tip of the stick at this time should have been astronomical, and theoretically it should go straight to the ground and reach the center of the earth. The world of magic really can't be explained by technology, and Pascal's coffin board can't be pressed.

Zheng Lang rubbed it with his hand, a metallic texture, he could only feel that the density was very high, and he didn't know what metal it was made of, so he tried to pull it out hard, let alone pull it up, and he didn't even shake it left and right, it seems that this weight should not be blown. Zheng Lang's strength at this time is far beyond ordinary people, and even he can't shake it, let alone ordinary people.