Fahai is used to the shouting of Sha Seng, after all, such a person has no specialty, no appearance, no figure, if his voice is not louder, taking him to Xitian is really just for welfare.

But can you pay attention to the occasion when you are shouting?

Nie Xiaoqian just arrived at the door, you shouted so loudly, outsiders, ahh

Do you want the face of Jinshan Temple?

Do poor monks still want to maintain the image of high monks?

Sha Laosan ran to Fahai and held a letter, "Master, the other party's blackmail letter, saying that if you don't agree, you will tear up the ticket." ”

Fahai glanced at the ransom note, and what was written on the letterhead was simple.

"Fahai, your second apprentice Zhu Bajie is in our hands, if you don't want him to die, send him with a broken arm, otherwise, this pig will only have to give you a skeleton. ”

In the face of such a non-dividing request, Fahai rolled up his cuffs, "Sha Monk, go and get the knife." ”

Sha Seng hurriedly said, "Master has a large number of them, sacrificing his broken arm to save the second senior brother, it is touching, if the second senior brother knows, he will definitely be in tears! ”

Fahai grabbed the sand monk, "What did you say?"

Sha Seng looked at Fahai, "Master, aren't you going to cut off an arm to save the second senior brother?"

Fahai Muran said, "What the teacher means is that you go and get a knife and hack the guy who sent the extortion letter to death!"

Sha Seng said, "But, master, in that case, they will tear up the ticket, and the second senior brother will be dead at that time." ”

Fahai said, "What do you know? The trick to rescuing hostages is to kill them! When the hostages die, the matter will naturally be settled." ”

Sha Seng said, "But, what if the second senior brother is really hacked to death?"

Sun Wukong walked in and said angrily, "Take a step back and say, even if Bajie is really hacked to death, no one dares to accept Zhu Bajie's soul, the bosses of the three major prefectures see Zhu Bajie, and they are all officially demoted by one level, and they all have to kneel to greet Marshal Tianpeng, instead of worrying about the pig, it is better to think about what we have to eat tonight." ”

Xiao Bailong said, "Let's talk about it first, although I am a horse, I don't eat grass, I only eat meat." ”

Fahai waved his hand and said, "Okay, now for the meeting, Sha Seng will go and close the door." ”

"Meeting?" muttered the sand monk, "what is this for?"

The monkey on one side took a futon and said, "Just sit together, chat, and drink tea." ”

In the incense workshop, the Buddha incense is curling, and the atmosphere is warm and warm.

Fahai cleared his voice, "This is the first time we have taken the Western Scripture team to sit down for a meeting, of course, this will definitely not be the last, we will often have such meetings in the future, first of all, let's introduce ourselves, and make our own strength and magic weapons clear, Sha Seng, make good meeting minutes, Wukong, start with you." ”

Sun Wukong tilted his body and pointed at the country, "Master, you are too angry, who doesn't know my name here, who doesn't know the Three Realm......s?

"Ahem-" Sha Seng coughed and gestured to Sun Wukong.

When the monkey saw it, the master's eyes gradually sharpened, and the subconscious Sun Monkey sat up straight and got up seriously.

Fa Hai Dao, "Name, ancestral hometown, age, graduation college, work experience, social attributes, magic weapon exercises, don't leave one behind!"

The monkey can only say.

Name: Monkey King

Origin: It is Dongsheng Shenzhou Aolai National Flower and Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave.

Age: The Divine Soul is more than 5 million years old, and to clarify, my real age is only more than 800 years old.

Graduation College: Sanxingdong of the Oblique Moon.

Work experience: Monkey King of Water Curtain Cave, Monkey King of Heavenly Court, Senior Brother of Western Heaven Scripture

Social attributes: Demon body cultivates immortals and converts to Buddhism.

Magic weapon: Ruyi golden hoop stick

Divine powers: King Kong's incorruptible body, fiery eyes, and wishful spirit

Strength: Yuanying is at its peak, but his passive talent is strong, and his incarnation can't kill me.

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he looked at Sha Seng, "Have you remembered everything?"

Sha Seng said, "Remember is remember, but there is one point, is there a lack of Bi Ma Wen in your work experience?"

The monkey bared his teeth and was about to throw the stick, but Fahai hurriedly stopped, "Okay, next." ”

The white dragon horse lay lazily on the ground, flicking its tail.

Name: Ao Lie

Origin: West Sea Dragon Palace

Age: More than 30,000 years old, I had a period of time in the dragon soul form, which lasted for millions of years

Graduation College: Ryugu

Work experience: The second generation of immortals, vice president of the Heavenly Court Brotherhood, and the leader of the West Sea

Social Attributes: Dragon

Magic Weapon: There are a few treasures, but they are all buried

Divine power: Nine changes of the true dragon

Strength: No more than the eighth level of the Yuan Baby, but because it is a true dragon life, it has a mandate to suppress the demon clan.

Sha Seng said, "As the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, you are also the vice president of the Heavenly Court Brotherhood, how come you don't have a magic weapon?"

Bailongma said, "Haven't you heard of leaving the house?" Also, my father told me that if you don't take the Western Scripture well, you have to go back to inherit hundreds of millions of wealth, I advise you not to ask more, as a second generation of immortals, I have privacy privileges. ”

Sha Seng wrote hard in his hand, "Master, it's almost there!"

Fahai looked at Sha Seng, "What about you?"

Sha Seng hesitated for a moment, "I, do I also need to record it?" But I haven't awakened the memories of my previous life yet, and now I'm just a mortal!"

Fahai looked at the three apprentices who were lazy, "Since everyone has introduced themselves, the poor monk is not special, the name of the poor monk is An Ming, an ordinary identity monk who has no power to tie the chicken and cannot pick it on his shoulders, I hope you can take more care of the poor monk on the way to learn the scriptures, and the poor monk will definitely live up to everyone's hopes, and lead everyone to the west to obtain the true scriptures and live forever." ”

Fahai's speech fell, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

You really haven't done it before, but you've slaughtered a dragon! That Xiangliu has been able to suppress Xiaobai for so many years, and you have made people into sashimi!

You can't pick your shoulders, you don't want to pick them, when you move mountains with a serious punch, you don't say that you can fight?

What are you kidding! Tang Sanzang's apprentice, the new crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, and at the same time a Buddhist genius who has been seen once in a century!

Master, we all report honestly, but you are loading coins, and you make us ugly.

Fahai looked at the constipation-like expressions of the group, knocked on the floor and said, "The poor monk has been unable to sleep at night these days, thinking about it, and realizing that our path of learning scriptures is so chaotic and the progress of learning scriptures is so slow, there is a reason. There are mainly two points, the first point, the tenth Journey to the West that has experienced the burial of my master Tang San, now those monsters who have been fooled have increased their vigilance, blocked the omission, and made it more difficult for us to clear the customs, the second one, mainly because there is a problem with our internal team, this problem involves many aspects, today the poor monk will simply say a few points, everyone please take notes up, I will only say it once, and you will have to review more by yourself in the future. ”

"Master, no, my grandson has a good memory!"

"Master, we are immortals, alas, it's too low to take notes!"

"Master, you underestimate us too much!"

Boom –

Fahai grabbed the monkey by the neck and pressed it to the ground with a thump of hammer.

The entrance of the Dharma Hall was quiet, and the four masters and apprentices of the westbound journey quietly took out their notebooks one by one and began to take minutes of the meeting.