When the prince heard this, he felt as if he had been injured internally, and he wanted to vomit blood.

He followed Tang San's words, dispersed the crowd, and helped the king to the room with the two generals.

After settling the king, the crown prince turned around and returned to the place where Tang San was.

"Elder, thank you so much today, otherwise we wouldn't have been controlled by this monster for the rest of our lives. The prince knelt in front of Tang San and said.

"It's a trivial matter, you don't have to worry about it," Tang San said seriously.

"Master, the lion has been washed and peeled, and now it is ready for barbecue," Bajie took the washed and peeled green lion king in his hand and walked over.

Tang San nodded, asked for Wukong's golden hoop stick, strung it from the lion's head, put it on the firewood that Wujing found from the palace, lit the fire, and began to barbecue the big lion.

Since Wukong followed Tang San, his golden hoop stick was not only used to fight monsters, but also a necessary iron stick for barbecue.

The roaring fire makes the fat of the lion's meat run straight down, and the air is filled with an incomparably tempting aroma that makes people can't help but salivate down.

The crown prince didn't leave, he sat cross-legged beside Tang San, looking at the golden roast lion, smelling the fragrant kiss that made it difficult to refuse and wanted to take a few sips, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Elder, this lion is so fragrant." ”

It is not easy to roast a whole lion, starting at two or three o'clock in the afternoon and not fully roasting until dark.

"Master, okay, I'm starving," Bajie kept licking his lips, and Harazi wet his clothes.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it'll be right away," Tang San said as he looked at Bajie's appearance of being dragged by a starving ghost.

At that moment, the sky brightened, and a cloud of white light descended from the sky.

"Master, someone from the sky is here again," Wukong said.

Tang San glanced at it and said in his heart: "It is estimated that Manjushri Bodhisattva is here." ”

The cloud of light dispersed, and a Bodhisattva wearing a scripture robe, a fairy sword in his right hand, and a lotus flower on the left and right appeared in front of Tang San.

"Master, he seems to be Manjushri," Wukong whispered.

Tang San responded, stood up and walked to Manjushri Bodhisattva, folded his hands, and recited the Buddha's name, "Amy, I don't know that the Bodhisattva is coming, and the poor monk is missing the distance." ”

"Sanzang is polite, don't be careful," Manjushri nodded and smiled.

Wukong Bajie saw that the Bodhisattva arrived, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and the prince was dumbfounded, and kowtowed vigorously on the ground without saying a word.

Manjushri looked at the collapsed palace and the cracks in the ground, and asked, "Sanzang, have you ever seen my mount?" ”

"I don't know what he means? You pretend to be me. ”

Tang San pretended to know nothing and replied, "The poor monk doesn't know what the mount the Bodhisattva is talking about?"

"Oh, it's a green-haired lion king," Manjushri said.

Hearing this, Bajie Wukong lowered his head and took two steps back, isn't the green-haired lion king that Manjushri said on the fire.

"Brother Monkey, why do you say that the demon stocks you encountered on the road are all from the sky?" Wujing asked in a low voice.

"Whatever, whoever dares to touch a single hair of my master and I'll kill him," Wukong said in a tough tone.

"The green-haired Lion King," Tang San paused and said, "Look if it's the one." ”

Manjushri followed the place Tang San pointed to and found a lion's skin hanging on a tree, and was stunned for a moment.

"This," Manjushri asked, "why is there only skin left of my mount?" ”

"This is your mount, how did you run away to the mortal realm to be a monster?" Tang San asked rhetorically.

He also did this to see Manjushri's reaction, and if the situation was not right, then he had to think of a countermeasure quickly.

However, what made Tang San particularly different was that Manjushri suddenly stopped asking, and the topic changed and asked, "Hey, why is this so fragrant?"

Tang San was stunned, "This Nima, what's the situation." ”

"I saw that this lion was very good, and the meat was quite fat, so I roasted it, and I was going to use my Buddha body to digest him," Tang San said in a serious nonsense.

"What? you roasted them," said Manjushri, his face abruptly changed, "this is my lion, and I should have my share." ”

"Poof"

Everyone present was stunned, this .....

Tang San thought that Manjushri knew that his mount had been killed and turned into barbecue, and he thought he was going to be angry, but looking at the situation, he seemed to be very happy.

"If the Bodhisattva doesn't dislike it, we will share it," Tang San wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.

"Sanzang is interesting enough," Manjushri said, "Quick, take it down quickly, the meat will not taste good when it is old." ”

Tang San was stunned, he was still a foodie, he knew this.

Bajie hurriedly got the meat down, found a place to take it, and waited to eat it. ”

Bajie was still immersed in a state of bewilderment, and when he heard Tang San say this, he immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly took down the lion meat on the fire.

Several people sat on the ground, and Tang San took out the spirit knife and began to divide the meat.

"Sanzang, give me the lion's whip," Manjushri said, "and the lion's ass, I'm so good." ”

Fuck it! It's weird, the lion's ass loves to eat.

Originally, the lion whip Tang San was going to eat it himself, but he didn't expect Manjushri to eat it, so he had to give it to him.

Manjushri put away the fairy sword and lotus, held the lion's butt left and right, grabbed the nearly half-meter-long lion whip with his right hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth, "Well, it's delicious, fragrant, Sanzang has a good technique." ”

"Master, I want a lion's leg," Bajie said.

"Master, I want it too, I want it too," Wukong Wujing said at the same time.

However, Tang San didn't give each of them a leg, but casually cut a few pieces on his body and gave them them, and the little white dragon got the lion's hoof.

The prince finally stopped kowtowing, he looked at the special fragrance eaten by several people, and also asked Tang San for a piece.

Seeing that the lion meat in Manjushri's hand was about to be eaten, Tang San directly chopped off his hind legs and handed it over.

"Eou" choked on Manjushri because he was in too much of a hurry.

"Sanzang, don't you drink?" asked Manjushri.

"What do you mean?"

Tang San instantly understood that Manjushri wanted to drink at this pace, "Prince, is there no wine in the palace?"

"Our black chicken country is a lot of good wine," the prince replied, swallowing the meat in his mouth.

"Go and bring a hundred and eighty altars. ”

"One hundred and eighty altars, is there such a large amount of wine?"

How dare the prince snub him, he was stunned for a second, and immediately ran out.

After a while, the prince called a hundred and ten people to bring more than a hundred jars of cellared wine and put it behind Tang San.

"Elder, the wine you want," said the prince, he was about to sit down.

"That, you can go out, we have to talk to the Bodhisattva, there is no one within a radius of two or three miles, otherwise you will bear the consequences." Tang San said.

This is a dialogue between gods and Buddhas, how can mortals know about it.

When the prince heard the word conceit, he shuddered, although Tang San's strength he hadn't seen with his own eyes, everything that happened today was enough to show that they were not even as good as ants in front of Tang San.

"The generals obey the order, and there is no one within a radius of two miles," the prince gave the order to the white generals and soldiers, and left with them.