Chapter 200: The Masked Man
"You're amazing. After saying this, the man turned and was about to leave.
"Ride slowly. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhuangyuan stopped him behind his back.
"What do you want?" the man didn't even look back.
"It seems that Zunjia is still a little self-aware, if this champion didn't show mercy to his subordinates just now, I'm afraid that Zunjia would have been scattered. Lu Zhuangyuan said with a smile.
"So, what are you going to do?" the man asked impatiently.
"The loss of money is also a sale, and the champion did not refuse to obey the driver. Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"So, you agreed?" the man put down his steps again, and he turned his head, his eyes shining with excitement.
"However, even if it is a loss-making transaction, you can't let this champion lose too much, right?" Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"What else do you have?" the man asked.
"Sun Wukong is not easy to deal with, we need the help of the Zunjia. Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"Don't forget, I'm a life-buyer, not a killer. The man said.
"But the decision is in the hands of this champion, isn't it?" As soon as Lu Zhuangyuan stretched out his hand, the fan that had been broken into three pieces immediately returned to its original state and returned to his hand.
The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Deal!"
Unexpectedly, Lu Zhuangyuan laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" the man asked, puzzled.
"You don't have to do anything, just wait in this shop, and when the time comes, you will naturally understand how to help. Lu Zhuangyuan fanned his fan and said.
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Yin Yang City, Inn.
Sun Wukong has found all the clay pots in the inn and put them in a room. The clay pots were piled up into a hill, and he counted them, and there were three hundred and seventy-seven of them.
"Senior brother, there are too many clay pots, right?" said Sha Seng as he looked at these identical clay pots.
Yang Jian handed over a piece of paper:
Great Sage, do you have any good ideas?
Sun Wukong shook his head, and then asked, "What about you?"
Yang Jian and Sha Seng glanced at each other and shook their heads.
"It seems that we can only look for them one by one. Sun Wukong said.
An hour later.
Sun Wukong, Sha Seng, and Yang Jian sat on the couch sweating profusely, and the three of them had searched for all the clay pots, but these were just ordinary clay pots, and the immortals of the heavenly court were not in these clay pots.
Sha Seng wiped the sweat dripping from his head and said, "Senior brother, the clay pots in the inn are all here, could it be that the gods in the jars have deceived us?"
"Probably not, he has no reason to lie to us. Sun Wukong shook his head, and continued: "Senior Brother Sha, Erlang Zhenjun, the immortals of the Heavenly Court are not in these clay pots, which just shows that we have ignored a problem. ”
"What's the problem?" asked the sand monk.
Yang Jian's eyes also looked at Sun Wukong.
"If there are clay pots in the inn, then there can also be clay pots outside the inn. Sun Wukong said.
"That's right!" Sha Seng suddenly realized, but he said again: "But Senior Brother, this Mongolian realm is so big, how can we find it?"
However, Sun Wukong did not answer him.
In the next second, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian flew out of the room one after the other.
Only two muffled sounds were heard, and outside the door, two geists fell to the ground.
"Bang! bang!"
Three heavy applause came from downstairs, and immediately after, a champion-looking person flew up from the first floor with a geist.
"Who are you?" asked Sun Wukong, the man in front of him.
"In the next surname Lu, the name has long been forgotten, and everyone else is called the champion in Xialu. Lu Zhuangyuan fanned his fan and said.
"Lu Zhuangyuan?" Sun Wukong looked at Lu Zhuangyuan from head to toe and said, "What Lu Zhuangyuan, you are a monster, and you still want to deceive my old grandson?"
"Could it be that in the eyes of Sun Wukong, everyone is a monster?" Lu Zhuangyuan walked down from the body of the wandering spirit.
A golden light came out of Sun Wukong's eyes, and under the illumination of the golden light, Lu Zhuangyuan in front of him quickly turned into a decomposing corpse wearing a champion suit.
"It turned out to be a champion who died unjustly. Sun Wukong thought in his heart.
"What are you looking for my grandson?" asked Sun Wukong.
"This champion is here this time and wants to make a deal with you. Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"What deal?" asked Sun Wukong.
"I've got something here, and I think you want it in particular. With that, Lu Zhuangyuan took out two villains, one green and one white, from his arms.
"This is ............" Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, took a closer look, and then exclaimed: "It turns out that the soul and soul of Bajie are here with you!"
"Sun Dasheng really has good eyesight!" Lu Zhuangyuan exclaimed.
"Monster, quickly give the soul of Bajie to my grandson, otherwise don't blame Lao Sun for being polite!"
"Now Zhu Bajie's soul and soul are in the hands of this champion, in other words, this soul and soul are the things of this champion. Sun Dasheng, as a member of the Buddhist sect, are you unable to rob other people's things?" asked Lu Zhuangyuan.
"Monster, don't want to talk here, clever words, if you don't hand over the soul of Bajie, my old grandson will not be polite!" Sun Wukong said excitedly.
It can be seen that Sun Wukong cares about Zhu Bajie very much.
"Sun Wukong, this champion just wants to make a deal with you, why should you be angry?" Lu Zhuangyuan said unhurriedly.
Sun Wukong really asked, "What deal?"
"You help me catch someone, and this champion will give away Zhu Bajie's soul and soul. Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"What person?" asked Sun Wukong.
"A man who came to buy his life. Lu Zhuangyuan said word by word.
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Yin Yang City, in a shop.
This shop wasn't that big, but there was nothing in the shop, so it just looked bigger.
Lu Zhuangyuan tied Sun Wukong with a thick iron chain and walked in swaggeringly.
Sun Wukong's face and body were full of some shocking wounds.
"Sun Wukong has been captured by this champion, please show up. Lu Zhuangyuan said to the empty shop.
As soon as he finished speaking, a person came out of the ground, this person was masked, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, his figure was unobstructed.
This man has a large waist and a bulging belly, arms thicker than the mouth of a bowl, and thighs fatter than a pig's leg.
"Lu Zhuangyuan, I didn't expect you to really capture Sun Wukong. The masked man came up and said, "But didn't I tell you to kill him, and why isn't he dead yet?"
"This champion doesn't like to kill, not to mention, Sun Wukong should also be handed over to the honorable driver. Lu Zhuangyuan handed the chain in his hand to the masked man.
But the masked man did not pick it up, but walked to the door of the shop and kept looking.
"What are you looking at?" Lu Zhuangyuan wondered.
"You only caught the Monkey King?" the masked man asked.
"Otherwise?" Lu Zhuangyuan asked rhetorically.
"Then, what about Zhu Bajie and the sand monk?" the masked man asked again.
"As long as the champion helps you catch Sun Wukong, he doesn't ask the champion to help you catch Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, doesn't he?" Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"Let me ask you, where is Zhu Bajie?" The masked man suddenly grabbed Lu Zhuangyuan's collar in a fit of rage.
"What is this doing? Where is Zhu Bajie, how does this champion know, if you want to ask, you should also ask him. Lu Zhuangyuan glanced at Sun Wukong Dao.
"Sun Wukong!" At this time, the masked man ran over and grabbed Sun Wukong's collar and asked loudly, "Tell me quickly, where is Zhu Bajie?"
But in the next second, Sun Wukong kicked the masked man to the ground.
only heard a "quack", and the chains on Sun Wukong's body were torn alive by him, and the wounds on his body healed in the blink of an eye.
"Sun Wukong, you're not injured?" said the masked man in shock.
"Yes, my grandson is not injured. Sun Wukong walked over.
"You ............" The masked man pointed at Lu Zhuangyuan, his eyes were full of anger, and he only heard him grit his teeth and say, "Why are you lying to me?"
"If anyone wants to kill Sun Wukong, then his brain must be broken. Lu Zhuangyuan said with a smile.
But before he could finish his words, the masked man turned into an afterimage and flew out.
"Where to go!" A golden light flashed, and Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in front of the masked man.
"Who are you, why did you kill my grandson?" asked the masked man.
only heard the sound of "whoosh", and a black gas came straight towards Sun Wukong.
"Go!" Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick, and a golden light dispersed the black gas.
Another cloud of black gas struck, but this time, Sun Wukong went directly to the back of the masked man.
"Go down, you!" Sun Wukong kicked the masked man down.
The masked man fell from the air to the ground, and his black mask was soaked in blood with a "poof".
"Now let my grandson see who you are!"
Sun Wukong walked over and was about to tear off the mask of the masked man, but at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew around, and Sun Wukong only felt that his vision was dark.
The wind blew for only three seconds, but in those three seconds, the masked man disappeared.
"I didn't expect to be run away by this monster!" Sun Wukong slapped his thigh and said hatefully.
Lu Zhuangyuan walked out of the shop, he saw that Sun Wukong was the only one outside, and couldn't help asking, "What about the masked man?"
Sun Wukong looked at the dark green sky and said, "He was rescued by 'people'." ”
"Who can actually rescue people under Sun Wukong's nose?" Lu Zhuangyuan seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Sun Wukong.
"What do you mean?" asked Sun Wukong.
"Sun Dasheng, don't get me wrong, this champion doesn't mean anything else, just doubts. Lu Zhuangyuan said.
"Yes, who is this masked man, and who rescued him?" Sun Wukong muttered as he looked at the ghost fire floating in the air.