Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Dragon King of the West Sea
After a cup of tea.
Under the appeasement of the tiger demon, the Jinghe Dragon King was slightly less angry, and began to intercede for the little white dragon, saying: "Master, this kid doesn't have long eyes, why don't you come out first, and I'll help you beat him out of anger?"
"Dao Chief, come out, Xiaolong knows that he is wrong, and I will follow you wholeheartedly to learn from you in the future. The little white dragon clutched his stomach and groaned in pain.
"It's good here, Bendi suddenly became interested in the dragon body structure, and when I studied it, I would naturally go out. Xie Yun is still studying the internal organs of the little white dragon.
The third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, Xiao Bailong, has been hammered stone is a playboy dragon.
At a young age, he ate, drank, prostituted and gambled and broke his body, so there was discord in sex, no wonder his wife cheated and had a leg with Hydra.
Dragon body structure?
The Dragon King of Jinghe shuddered, not wanting to care about this.
In case the owner is also interested in himself, what can he do?
"Uncle clan, save me!" the little white dragon looked dead, hugging the thigh of the Jinghe Dragon King and howling.
"You bastard, if it weren't for your father's face, this king would have kicked you to death. The Jinghe Dragon King kicked the little white dragon and scolded angrily.
I don't know why, now the Dragon King of Jinghe, the Tiger Demon and Sun Wukong have the habit of kicking people's butts, and their posture looks like Xie Yun.
"Master, don't you often say that we have to be reasonable? If you let us recite "Three Hundred Children's Songs", don't you just want us to be kind monsters? Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, is a good person, with a lot of money, and is a local tyrant. ”
"Is Emperor Ben a person who sees money?" Xie Yun grabbed a handful of the little white dragon's liver and said, "Emperor Ben is helping this kid check his body, it's for his good." ”
The little white dragon twitched frantically and burst into tears: Dao Chief, if you check it again, I will die.
Sun Wukong couldn't stand it anymore beside him, and pleaded: "Master, have you checked this kid's body?"
"Well, almost. Xie Yun patted the little white dragon's dragon liver and said in surprise: "Hey, this liver is not bad, let's cut a piece and taste it?"
"Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are the best delicacy in the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, and the one just cut must be more delicious, who among you can cook?"
"Master, I won't. The Dragon King of Jinghe said dryly.
Looking at the sky, what if the owner thinks the dragon liver is delicious?
Will I be able to be a mount in the future?
"Master, my grandson is now quitting meat and eating a vegetarian. Sun Wukong also shook his head frantically and said.
Looking at the sky, what should the master do if he wants to eat dragon liver today, and if he wants to eat oil and splash monkey brain the day after tomorrow?
"Master Dao, I used to cook for a few days, I can ......" The tiger demon's saliva was half a foot long, eager to try.
Bang!
The tiger demon was hit in the back of the head by the golden hoop stick and the ferryman's green lantern at the same time, and fainted.
"Master, this stupid tiger can't cook, forget it. Sun Wukong said with a very weak heart.
"Forget it, I'll just ask as a teacher. Xie Yun put away his knife and went to wander around other places.
At this time, the little white dragon had already fainted with fright.
Benlong is homesick, who loves to do this experience-learning work!
Sun Wukong looked at Xie Yun, who couldn't make up his mind, and asked the Dragon King of Jinghe with a headache: "Hanlong, what should I do now?"
"What should I do, my son is in trouble, of course his father wipes his ass!" Jinghe Dragon King said helplessly: "I hope Ao Yan can come up with something good that will interest the master." ”
Sun Wukong threw the tiger demon and the little white dragon into the carriage, and the two flew towards the West Sea Dragon Palace.
Xihai is located between Xiniu Hezhou and Zhanzhou in the south, with a warm climate and abundant products.
The financial resources of the West Sea Dragon Palace are not below the East Sea Dragon Palace.
"Calculate the time, the person who learned the scriptures should go to the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, and I don't know if the rebel can grasp this opportunity, the old man has promised a lot of benefits to Rulai for his opportunity. In the white jade hall of the West Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Yan sat on the dragon chair and said worriedly.
"Dragon King, you are too worried, although the third prince has been weak since he was a child, but his talent and understanding are first-class, didn't Guanyin Bodhisattva also say it? The turtle prime minister not far away comforted his dragon king.
"I hope so. Ao Yan touched the armrest of the dragon chair.
Today, he always felt that his two eyelids were jumping hard, and he didn't calculate anything.
The path of learning the scriptures has been blocked by Daozu and the six saints, and no one can guess the clues.
According to the default law of the Three Realms of the Flood and Wilderness, the left eyelid jumps, there are good things, and the right eyelid jumps, there are bad things, good things and bad things will probably come to the door!
"Dragon King, no, the monkey from Huaguo Mountain came to the door with a carriage, and our shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't stop the Yaksha of the sea patrol!" A crab spirit with broken pincers ran in sideways and reported.
Ao Yan was startled, and Shengsheng broke off the handrail: "What? Isn't that monkey on the way to learn scriptures?"
"I don't know about the little one, but the monkey is about to hit the door!" the crab spirit continued, spitting white bubbles.
Bang!
The crystal door of the white jade hall was kicked away, and a humanoid demon with a stick stood in the doorway.
"You goblin, you live impatiently, what do you call me old grandson?" Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick and kicked the crab spirit away.
"Splash ......"
"Dragon King, be cautious, we can't beat this monkey. Prime Minister Gui hurriedly grabbed Ao Yan and persuaded in a low voice.
"Great Sage, what are you doing here?"
"What can it be? It's not for your good son who is in Eagle Sorrow!" Sun Wukong took out the little white dragon who was still in a coma from the carriage.
"This little white snake...... , son, what's wrong with you?" Ao Yan was stunned.
How did his personable third son become like this?
Ao Yan hurriedly took out the Xihai Healing Saint Pill and gave it to the little white dragon.
After a while, the little white dragon woke up leisurely, saw his father, and immediately knelt down and cried: "Dad, I don't want to learn from the scriptures, I miss home, I miss you and my mother." ”
"What's the matter, aren't you waiting for someone to learn the scriptures in the Eagle Stream?
"Dad, the scripture learner was eaten by me, and now he is in my stomach and refuses to come out. The little white dragon touched his stomach and wanted to cry without tears.
Hiss!
Ao Yan is stupid, you ate the scripture learner? What the hell is going on in your child's head?
Smack!
Ao Yan gritted his teeth and slapped the little white dragon, got up and saluted, bent down and said: "Holy monk, you are magnanimous and compassionate, this child Xiao Wang has already been taught, you can come out." ”
"Who is the holy monk, system, I reported the Dragon King of the West Sea for slandering me to join Buddhism. ”
"Ding, the reporting system is verifying, congratulations to the host for the successful report, and reward the host space with a true spirit. ”
Ao Yan was stunned.
Who is it that is speaking? He knows the golden cicada, not this voice!
"Splash monkey, beat this old man for me, don't beat him to death. Xie Yun has finished reporting the little white dragon's organs, and is ready to come out to check the hidden transaction of Eagle Chou Jian with the person concerned.
PS: It's so cold in Taiyuan today, I went to get a haircut, and I updated it on time at eight o'clock in the evening.