This golden cymbal is very powerful, not only can it trap people, but it can also become bigger and smaller.

As long as you are trapped in it for three days and three nights, you will definitely turn into pus, and you will definitely die when the time comes!

Sun Wukong had long noticed that there was something wrong with this Lei Yin Temple, but this Yellow Eyebrow King was too fast, and before Sun Wukong could react, he drove Jin Cheng to accept Sun Wukong and the Black Bear Spirit.

"Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, did you come in by yourself, or did this king accept you?"

Zhu Bajie said with a look of resentment: "Damn monster, you dare to pretend to deceive us. Now you rely on the magic weapon to harm the master and them, if you let Guanyin Bodhisattva know, you are ......"

"You're just a pig demon, what are you doing with so much nonsense!" King Huangmei sneered, and took the chatty Zhu Bajie into his pocket.

Soon, he set his eyes on the sand monk in the distance.

At this time, the sand monk had already retreated outside the hall, and with the cooperation of the little white dragon, he fled from here.

"Hmph, timid and scared. King Huangmei directly picked up the seed bag, pocketed it in the air, and directly took Xiao Bailong and the others into it.

In this way, Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice were wiped out under the gesture of King Huangmei!

"Hahaha, damn Tang Sanzang, let you offend this king. Now that you know how powerful this king is, you can wait for death!"

"Hahaha, as long as three days later, all of you who have learned the scriptures will be transformed into ...... Wait, is this king going to destroy them? ”

The King of Yellow Eyebrows shuddered, and his face changed.

He originally planned to teach Tang Sanzang a profound lesson, and he didn't think about eating Tang monk meat or anything like that.

His descent was just to give Tang Sanzang a calamity, where was he planning to kill their Western Longitude team.

This plot is not going right!

King Huangmei was sweating profusely, and hurriedly asked around about the monsters Tang Sanzang encountered on his way west.

But hearing the death of these monsters, the injuries of the wounds, especially the death of the three national teachers of Che Chiguo, he was even more frightened and almost rolled to the ground.

"Congratulations to the king for accepting Tang Sanzang, no one dares to go against the king again. ”

"Great King, I heard that eating this Tang Sanzang's meat can lead to immortality. This dead monk is so annoying, why don't we eat it to replenish our bodies. ”

Many little demons squeezed forward, drooling all over the ground, and suggested one after another.

The corners of the yellow-eyebrow king's mouth twitched: Eat your uncle, don't you see this king panicking. This Tang Sanzang is a thorny bone, he can't touch it, this king still has to think about how to let him come out.

However, the Yellow Eyebrow King couldn't say this, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth, and sneered gloomily: "This king sees that this Tang Sanzang still has to be well educated, and it is too cheap to eat him like this." This king will slowly torture him to vent his anger for his brothers. ”

"That's right, punish Tang Seng internally, and destroy it externally!" Many little demons began to raise their arms and shout loudly.

King of Yellow Eyebrows: "......"

The King of Yellow Eyebrows held the golden cymbal and hurriedly ran to the house.

As soon as he closed the door, the King of Yellow Eyebrows hurriedly knocked on the golden cymbal and whispered, "Is Tang San hiding?"

"It's dead!" Tang Sanzang squinted, and then burped.

At this time, Sun Wukong and others were arguing next to him, I don't know what they were doing, anyway, it sounded very cheerful.

"What are you doing?" asked the Yellow Eyebrow King with some curiosity.

"Do things. Tang Sanzang said again, and ripped off the skewer of hot beef in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were vague.

Next to him, Sun Wukong and others were sweating profusely and were skillfully sprinkling cumin on the beef.

And Zhu Bajie had already drooled all over the ground, holding a large string of beef and starting to roast the fire.

The inside of the golden cymbal was already filled with smoke, and dozens of meat skewers were on the blazing fire, making a sizzling sound of barbecue.

"The firewood of this thousand-year-old tree spirit is good, and a small one can be roasted for so long. The black bear spirit shook its head and shouted.

"Don't be too loud, or you'll let the monster know and drive us out." Sun Wukong reminded repeatedly.

Feeling that something was not quite right, the Yellow Eyebrow King asked again: "Tang Sanzang, what did you do to my family's golden cymbal, why is there still smoke coming out of this golden cymbal?"

"That's because the poor monk is about to melt. Tang Sanzang pretended to scream, crying and singing: "Turn into wind and smoke and turn into ashes and float towards you, life is like a sound and death is like a shadow, and dreams are far away from the west......"

King of Yellow Eyebrows: "......"

Why are you still singing energetically? Are you kidding this king?

The corners of the Yellow Eyebrow King's mouth twitched, and after brewing his emotions for a while, the Yellow Eyebrow King said in a low voice: "Tang Sanzang, it is not easy for this king to read that you are going west, and now I plan to let you out." As long as you're willing to call me a ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Sanzang righteously refused.

"What are you kidding, the poor monk came in by ability, why did he go out?"

"That's right, as long as you call me...... Wait, you don't want to go out?" The Yellow Eyebrow King was halfway through his words before he reacted, and his face suddenly changed.

"Didn't you say that you were going to get the Western Scriptures?

"The poor monk can't help it, the poor monk is trapped here. Hmmm, delicious. Tang Sanzang began to say vaguely again.

The corners of the Yellow Eyebrow King's mouth twitched, watching more and more smoke coming out of the golden cymbal, and there was a faint smell of barbecue, which made his face change drastically.

"Tang Sanzang, are you burning something in the golden cymbal?" said the Yellow Eyebrow King angrily.

"That's because the poor monk is dying, and my apprentice gave me paper money. Isn't it possible to do things in advance? You're too inhumane. Tang Sanzang said with a sad and indignant face.

"This ...... It's not impossible. King Huangmei felt that his brain was a little short-circuited, and he didn't know how to take it.

"The poor monk knows that King Huangmei, you have always been humane!" Tang Sanzang nodded.

"You still need to say that this king has always been humane...... Wait!" said the Yellow Eyebrow King, feeling that something was not quite right in this conversation.

Why is he talking to this pure-hearted dead monk about whether it is humane or not? Is this king being led astray by his rhythm?

The King of Yellow Eyebrows gasped, and then said in a deep voice: "Tang Sanzang, now this king will let you out, you come out quickly!"

After speaking, the Yellow Eyebrow King hurriedly recited the magic trick, intending to reopen the golden cymbal.

But to his surprise, the golden cymbal couldn't be opened.

"What's going on?" the King of the Yellow Eyebrows was taken aback, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

It's impossible, could it be that the golden cymbal is broken?!

It's too bad for a bad time, isn't it?