"Master, what are you?"

Li Ke looked at Xuanzang, who suddenly got up, and asked with a confused expression.

"Amitabha, how excited are the poor monks?"

Xuanzang smiled at Li Ke, looking at Li Ke with a mouthful of snow-white teeth, his eyes hurt.

Excited!

Can you not get excited?!

Even when I knew that the monkey ran out of Wuzhi Mountain, I was not so excited!

If you say, there is a ranking of the most you want to beat in Journey to the West.

Then the first place is undoubtedly Rulai.

After all, it is because of Rulai that he has been a monk for so many years, and he can't even return to the vulgar.

The second place is Monkey King.

Although many things have not happened yet, Xuanzang remembers the original trajectory-

On the way west, so many banshees wanted to plot against the poor monks.

Then, every time always to the most critical step, this monkey comes.

"Youkai watch sticks!"

Look at your uncle's stick, you have two sticks and you can beat people every day with a golden hoop stick?

This monkey cliff is aimed at the poor monks!

The third person who wanted to be beaten was Sha Wujing.

A skull around his neck.

According to his own words.

He ate countless people in the quicksand river, and there were a few people who came here to cross the river before, and they were all eaten by him.

Eight hundred miles of quicksand river, goose feathers can't float. All the human bones that were eaten sank to the bottom of the river, but the skeletons of the nine scripture learners floated on the quicksand river and did not sink, and Sha Wujing felt strange and strung these nine skulls into a string and hung them around his neck.

In the end, when he crossed the quicksand river, it was the sand monk who used these nine skulls to grow larger and carry himself across the river.

After I am done, I still have to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Take a look~

Look, is this something that a human being can do?

The nine skulls, if nothing else, are all monks who have been reincarnated in other lives.

was eaten by the sand monk, and this group of grandsons also sent Sha Wujing to their side to respond to themselves, and they also hung a necklace made of the skull of the poor monk.

What is the difference between this Nima and selling films in front of the spirit, and jumping on the grave?

Durima is a pack of dogs!

"Master calm down, calm down, although these monsters are hateful, as long as we suppress the other class demons who have gone to the territory of Datang to make trouble, under the Datang Iron Horse, they will all be wiped out, and we got the news in time, and there were no casualties among the people!"

Li Ke hurriedly comforted.

The admiration for Xuanzang in my heart instantly went to the next level.

Not only is the poetry and song done well, but also such a patriotic and sympathetic heart for the people, it is a pity that he is a monk, otherwise if he can enter the court as an official, he will become a pillar of the country! .

"The top priority is to find what these monsters want to come to Chang'an City to find, it is said that it seems to be the meat of some golden cicada, if you eat it, you can live forever, this group of bald donkeys will make trouble!"

Li Ke said disdainfully.

The gaze of choice suddenly became a little wandering.

"Hmph, if there are really any monks' flesh that can be immortal, how can it be their turn, this king directly grabbed the monk and boiled it into soup, and gave a mouthful to each soldier in the army, and then everyone will be immortal - Master, why are you looking at me like this, in fact, I just said some angry words. ”

Li Ke looked at Xuanzang's gaze and felt a little panicked.

"Amitabha, good idea. ”

Xuanzang nodded in agreement

Well, it's just a little narrower.

"Hehe, the master laughed. ”

Li Ke said with a dry smile.

"By the way, where is the quicksand monster in the Weishui River?"

Suddenly, Xuanzang asked.

"In-master, what do you want to do, Wei Guogong said that the monster's strength is extraordinary, and nine times out of ten it is a fairyland, master, don't think about it. Li Ke said solemnly.

"Amitabha, don't worry, the poor monk still has two strengths. ”

Xuanzang clenched his fists and said.

In fact, you can find Sha Wujing on your own.

It's just—

It's just that the Weishui River is the largest tributary of the Yellow River, and even I am afraid that it will take some time to find the location of that guy.

"Master, this is not something that can be solved with two strengths. ”

Li Ke looked at Xuanzang's thin arms and legs, and felt that he still had to make it clear, but he had to be tactful.

"Master, Tianlong you know, right?"

Li Ke asked with a serious face.

Xuanzang nodded.

Of course you know this, and even your own mount is still a celestial dragon!

Wait, according to the system task, he must not accept Sun Wukong and others as apprentices, nor can he accept the little white dragon as a mount.

So in the future, if these four people come to apprentice in a group, what will they do?

Or—

Put these four guys and poor monks together, build a gang, make a combination, and wait to be a trainee for more than ten years, and make their debut directly?!

"The power of the dragon can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and a soak of urine can make the fish and snake seeds turn into dragons and wreak havoc on the world. ”

Li Ke's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"So—"

"Click~"

"Who, didn't see that this king is in—!"

Then Li Ke, the king of the county, saw a huge black and white beast, the key is not this, this beast is the mount of Master Xuanzang, something that the entire Chang'an City knows.

The point is –

The beast had a white dragon wrapped around its waist.

Looking at the pure coercion in his blood, coupled with the Tianlong peeing incident that he heard about a few days ago.

This special mother's is the one - Tianlong?!

How did this become a belt?!

......

"Hiccup~"

At the bottom of Weishui, Sha Wujing pulled out the bone of a finger from his huge mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva.

The taste of this human flesh is not bad!

This was Sha Wujing's first thought.

Although he used to be the general of the celestial realm, he is not averse to cannibalism.

Many gentlemen eat people after the Netherworld.

Taishang Laojun's green bull is a majestic beast in the sky, and it is a demon on the evil side in the mortal world.

If you come to the Buddha's uncle, the golden-winged roc.

In the mortal world, he is the demon king, and in the Buddha world, he is the respected demon king.

Don't do too many things like this, I heard that the guy Kui Wood Wolf also went down to earth a few days ago.

After all, not every immortal is cultivated by humans, and the ontology of heavenly court immortals is many and mixed, and in the eyes of many immortals, there is actually no difference between monsters and humans.

Monsters can eat it, why can't people eat it?

"I don't know when the scripture taker will find me. Then Sha Wujing said with a bitter face.

Although his life looks quite chic now, he has to suffer from the flying sword piercing his heart at noon every day, and this kind of suffering is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Just follow the instructions above.

You just need to wait until the person who learns the scriptures appears, and you don't say a word.

Kowtow to the teacher, the other party agrees that even if I complete the task, I will not have to suffer from the flying sword piercing my heart in the future.

Well, that's the command from above.

But Sha Wujing felt that he could actually change it.

His predecessor was a roller shutter general, and it would be too cheap to do so.

At the very least, this monk must suffer some hardships before he can worship him as a teacher.

"Hey, someone's coming!"

Sha Wujing looked at the bank of the Weishui River, where a graceful figure stood by the river.

This must taste good, Sha Wujing thought, and his figure rushed out.