There are more fish and shrimp in the Jing River, and there is nothing to do with less, but the Dragon King of Jing River doesn't think so, this is breaking ground on his head, and he is obviously against him.

One day, the Dragon King of Jinghe turned into a human form, found the fortune teller Yuan Shoucheng and made a bet with him, but lost, and then was beheaded by Wei Zheng in his dream.

Although his body is dead, his soul is still there, and when he arrived at the Netherworld, he didn't know why the king of Hades secretly let him go, and he didn't know who placed him in the ancient well of this black chicken country, and he never dared to appear in the world himself since then.

A year ago, after the king of Wuji Kingdom was beaten to death and still entered the well, the Dragon King of Jinghe suddenly got a notice, saying that he should protect the corpse well, and told him that someone would come to fetch it, and this guard was one year.

"Marshal Hui Tianpeng, I am the Dragon King of this well," the Dragon King of Jinghe made a gesture of please, and said, "Marshal in the room, please." ”

After learning that he was only the Dragon King of the Well, Bajie cleared his throat, held his head high and made it look like an adult had arrived, and said: "You are a little unqualified as the Dragon King, no matter what, you have to popularize my name with your subordinates." ”

"Yes, yes, it's the fault of the little god," the Jinghe Dragon King nodded, and said, "I don't know why Marshal Tianpeng is interested in coming to my small place today?"

Bajie was enjoying the feeling of being worshipped, and suddenly heard the question of the Dragon King of Jinghe, and then remembered the main purpose of coming today.

"I heard that you have a dead body hiding here, is that true?" Bajie asked as he came back to his senses.

"Corpse," the Jinghe Dragon King paused and said, "You mean the corpse of the King of the Wuji Kingdom?"

"It's really here. ”

"My master asked me to come and get this corpse," Bajie said, "Hurry up and take me to get it, my monkey brother is still waiting on it." ”

The Dragon King of Jinghe didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took Bajie and walked towards a secret room in the Crystal Palace.

Opening the small black door, a crystal clear ice coffin appeared in front of him, on which lay a middle-aged man in a dragon robe.

The Jinghe Dragon King fingered the corpse and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, that is the corpse of the king of the Wuji Country." ”

Bajie looked at the corpse of the king of Wuji Kingdom, and said to the Dragon King of Jinghe: "Go, ask them to carry this corpse out of the Crystal Palace for me." ”

When the Jinghe Dragon King heard this, he immediately summoned two crab generals and carried the corpse out.

Out of the Crystal Palace, the two crabs put the corpse on the ground and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, we will let him go here." ”

Bajie nodded, picked up the corpse and jumped in.

"Marshal, come here often when you have time," said the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Broke the vacuum and entered the water, the cold well water made Bajie feel trembling, and swam more than ten meters to the water level, Bajie took a deep breath and said: "Brother Monkey, the corpse has been found, pull me up, the water in the well is too cold, I am about to catch a cold." ”

Wukong had been waiting impatiently, and when he heard that Bajie had found the corpse, he immediately pulled Bajie and the corpse up.

"Brother Monkey, you don't know how big the ground is, I searched for a long time to find it, I'm tired to death," Bajie came up, shook the water on his body, and said, "Next, you should carry him back." ”

Bajie didn't tell Wukong the truth inside, he felt that he couldn't do everything alone, which was unfair, so he told a lie to deceive Wukong and tried to get Wukong to carry the corpse back to the temple.

Wukong raised the golden hoop stick, shook it in front of Bajie's eyes, and said with a smile: "Bajie, what are you looking at?"

Bajie was stunned, hurriedly jumped back a few meters, and said, "Brother Monkey, what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do, hehe, if you don't carry him, you know what I want to do," Wukong sneered.

In the end, Bajie still chose the latter among being beaten and carrying the corpse, because Wujing's stick beat people was too painful.

Wukong and the two returned to Baolin Temple, pushed open the door, and saw Tang San doing it at the square table, drinking tea, and Wujing sitting next to him to mix water.

"Master, we're back," Bajie said.

Tang San stood up and asked Bajie to put the body of the king of Wuji Kingdom on the ground, and said, "You have done a good job in this matter, and I want to praise you for the teacher." ”

Bajie thought to himself, these are all done by me alone, Brother Monkey is a decoration, and if you want to praise him, you can praise him alone.

"Master, I got this king's corpse alone, and Brother Monkey didn't even have a handle," Bajie snorted coldly at Wukong and said.

"Hmph, let you be a Bi Ma Wen and don't help me, how can Master Ken train you. ”

Tang San knew that Bajie was playing tricks again, if he didn't train Wukong, he might be more difficult to let him work in the future, so he said: "Wukong, this is your fault, as a senior brother, how can you not help Bajie, pay attention in the future." ”

"Master, be sure to pay attention in the future," Wukong replied.

Bajie was very proud when he heard this, pouted the pig's mouth, and glanced at Wukong.

Tang San looked at the corpse of the king lying on the ground, took out the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill that had been exchanged in the system a long time ago, handed it to Wu Jing, and said, "Wu Jing give him this pill to take. ”

"Yes, master," Wujing took the pill, broke the king's dark lips and put it in.

The king did not wake up immediately after eating the Nine Turns Golden Pill, but slowly woke up after a few minutes.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw two people and two demons standing in front of him, and he fainted again.

"What's going on?" Tang San turned his head to look at Bajie Wukong, and suddenly understood, "I'm afraid this king was stunned by Bajie Wukong again." ”

"Wukong, wake him up," Tang San finished speaking, and Wukong immediately squatted down and spat lightly at the king.

"Master, he's awake," Wukong woke up immediately after a breath of true qi was sent into the king's body.

"Youkai, don't kill me," the king said as he woke up and looked at Tang San and the others in horror.

"Amitoto, don't be afraid, the king is not afraid, we saved you, they are all my apprentices, and they will not hurt anyone," Tang San helped the king up.

The king's frightened expression eased a lot when he heard this, he bowed his head to Tang San and said, "Thank you Elder for saving your life." ”

"I said that you are the king, I carried you out of the well, why don't you come to thank me," Bajie snorted coldly.

"Thank you, Elder," the king said with another bow to Bajie.

"Amito, my Buddha is merciful," Tang San invited the king to sit down, and said solemnly: "I heard that you were killed by the Quanzhen Dao people, right?" ”

Note: The king gave Tang San a dream, but the king himself was unconscious.

"How do you know, Elder?" the king asked.

"My master knows a lot," Bajie looked at Tang San, thinking to himself, the opportunity to slap the horse has come again, so he said: "My master knows astronomy and geography, demons and monsters have no shield, and it is omnipotent to see demons and demons and slay demons." ”

"Bajie, you must know how to be humble," Tang San said solemnly, "Not only do I know that the Daoist of the whole town is a monster, but I also know that he has now become a king in the form of you." ”

PS: A small paragraph.

Hello everyone, I am a working-class employee, although my income is only 3,000 yuan a month, but every month I will give 1,500 yuan to do some charity, to help those young girls who have lost their footing.

Although my approach was collectively opposed by my family, dear Lao Tie, I will do it without hesitation.

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"you, ticket, sing and tell the old lady that it's so great, see if I don't call you to death." ”

"Bang bang," I had dozens of slap prints on my face, and I dared to ask the old irons why it was so difficult to be a philanthropist. "Woooooooooooo