"Don't, don't!"

The wooden fork messenger shouted, but he couldn't break free, and then was hit down by Xuanzang again with a ruthless hammer.

"The legs of this seat, ahhhh

The wooden fork messenger let out a scream, and then fell to his knees weakly.

"Demon monk, you have gone too far!" the wooden fork messenger covered his two injured legs, wanting to cry without tears.

Ma Dan, if you knock on this seat, you can hurt your leg, and this seat will endure it.

But why do you knock Lao Tzu on the other leg, what do you mean?

"Alas, they all told you not to move, but you didn't listen. Xuanzang shrugged his shoulders, sighed, and said, "Forget it, just buy one get one free." The poor monk is reluctant to help you heal the other leg. ”

Buy one get one free for your sister!

The wooden fork messenger struggled to stand up, but his legs were broken, and he was still standing a ghost.

The wooden fork messenger, who was extremely helpless, had no choice but to lean on to the chair weakly. Before he could fully erupt, Xuanzang hurriedly stuffed a bowl of holy water with a smile.

The wooden fork envoy looked at the monk in front of him with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth, and then unceremoniously swallowed it all.

"Gollum, Gollum...... Mutter...... Woooooooo

The wooden fork messenger, who was still gloomy, suddenly turned purple in a moment, and he desperately covered his throat and made a sharp sound.

"There's ...... in this bowl Damn, what did you put down, this immortal is going to be choked to death!"

The wooden fork messenger grabbed his neck and struggled desperately, his face becoming purple.

"You...... Have you drunk it all?" Xuanzang looked shocked, and under the angry gaze of the wooden fork messenger, he said slowly: "The poor monk is afraid that you will recover slowly from drinking the holy water treatment, and he specially added a piece of fish tail to you to replenish your body bones, what are you doing so anxiously." ”

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for breaking the other leg of the wooden fork messenger again, rewarding experience points +50, and obtaining the title: One Hammer and Two Legs! ”

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for persecuting the Wooden Fork Messenger again, rewarding experience points +80, and obtaining the title: If you are not greedy, you will not die! ”

Xuanzang sighed, then slowly raised the nine-ring tin staff and gently knocked it on the back of the wooden fork messenger, and then the fish bone stuck in his throat flew out of the mouth of the wooden fork messenger.

"Gotta ...... Saved!" The wooden fork messenger was sweating profusely, and he was almost about to confess here, so frightened that he quickly stood up.

It's also strange to say, after drinking two bowls of holy water, the wooden fork messenger's originally broken leg turned out to be so good that even the wooden fork messenger was shocked.

"It's amazing, it seems that this demon monk is not a lie. ”

The wooden fork messenger's face turned red, and he thought to himself that he had been suspicious of this person, and how guilty he was.

The only thing that made him sad was that he was broken twice for no reason, which was really speechless.

"Isn't it okay for me to find trouble? No, the top priority now is to save Tang Sanzang and them. The wooden fork messenger remembered Guanyin Bodhisattva's explanation, and hurriedly clasped his hands and wanted to say goodbye, but was pulled down by Tang Sanzang.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, you are recovering from a serious injury, it is better to drink an extra bowl and replenish your body. ”

In the face of Xuanzang's warm invitation, the wooden fork messenger picked up a bowl of soup with a proud face.

Only this time he didn't drink it anxiously, but tasted it one by one.

Sure enough, when he was halfway through the drink, he found that there was still a foreign object hidden at the bottom of the bowl.

"Hmph, I want to plot against this immortal, wishful thinking. Do you think that with the same means, this immortal will be fooled twice?"

The Wooden Fork Messenger sneered, but how could the thing at the bottom of the bowl look so familiar, especially the round, dead fish-eyes, looking up at the starry sky, looking at him with a resentful gaze.

"This ...... It's a bit like the dead goldfish in the lotus pond. ”

The wooden fork messenger shuddered, and was so frightened that he hurriedly put down half a bowl of soup and looked at the monk in front of him with a wary face.

"Holy monk, how can there be a fish head in this soup?"

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and said with a slight smile: "This is fish soup, there must be a fish head." What do you think would be?"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter and said, "That's right, this holy water is made of fairy fish." Holy monk, he has been carefully boiling for nine hundred and eighty-one days. ”

Ninety-nine eighty-one days?

The wooden fork envoy said disdainfully, but he still pretended to have a sudden realization on his face: "I see, I think this soup is extremely delicious and nourishing, and it should be made with a lot of good ingredients." ”

"No, it's just the fish. Xuanzang replied very honestly.

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

The wooden fork envoy smiled awkwardly, and then said, "This fairy fish must have an extraordinary origin, which is why it is so much supplemented." ”

Xuanzang nodded heavily and said, "No, the poor monk took a lot of effort to catch it." This fish has been staying in the lotus pond before, baptized by the supreme Buddha's light, and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth......"

Slow down, stay in the lotus pond?

The wooden fork messenger shuddered, and a trace of bad thought came to him.

A little flustered, he looked at the monk in front of him again, and suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw the nine-ring tin staff resting next to him, and the whole person was not good.

is dying, this guy in front of him shouldn't be Tang Sanzang, right?

No, what about his apprentices?

The wooden fork messenger's heart sank directly to the bottom, and even worse thoughts came up.

None of this matters, it's the ...... This immortal ate the beloved goldfish of Guanyin Bodhisattva?

The wooden fork messenger shuddered, felt dizzy, and stood up tremblingly.

For some reason, he suddenly had an urge to leave this hellish place right away!

"Tang Sanzang?!" In order to understand the doubts in his happiness, the wooden fork messenger suddenly shouted.

And Xuanzang in front of him slowly raised his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

Ma Dan, it's really Tang Sanzang, the dead monk!

If you are dying, this immortal will be pitted to death!

The wooden fork messenger wanted to cry without tears, and then said angrily: "Tang Sanzang, since you know this seat, why do you still pretend not to know me to harm me!"

Facing the aggressive wooden fork messenger, Tang Sanzang shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "You didn't call my name, the poor monk thought that you were suffering from a stubborn illness and had an indescribable strange disease, so he didn't dare to recognize you." ”

"By the way, in addition to your foot injury, you shouldn't have any flowers, willows, plums, or the like, right?" Xuanzang blinked his eyes and muttered in a low voice. Then he carefully washed his hands again with water.

"There's your uncle!" the wooden fork messenger stood up violently in anger, the corners of his mouth twitching, and he almost died of anger.

"If you do, don't get angry, otherwise you will be in trouble. ”

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

Tang Sanzang, I'm a day, you're an immortal!