Zhu Bajie in the Journey to the West was Marshal Tianpeng in his previous life, because he molested Chang'e and was beaten down from the mortal world and became a pig's fetus, so he became Tang Seng's second apprentice and protected him from the West to learn scriptures, it can be said that there are many calculations.

But the pig in this world was just an ordinary mortal in his previous life, after being killed by his wife and lover, because of grievances, he became a monster because of hatred, and after being influenced by Tang Seng, he went to the west with him to learn scriptures.

Jiang Hao was very curious about whether this pig was also destined to be one of the people who learned the scriptures in this world, so when the beast-shaped fist asked him to ask for the pig gangguana, he casually threw it to him, just as a temptation.

The main reason is that there will be no danger in this temptation, after all, as an exorcist, it is a matter of duty to kill demons and eliminate demons, and this truth is irrefutable even if the Buddha comes.

As a result, I didn't expect Zhu Gangguan to die directly in the hands of the beast-shaped fist, the huge pig head was lifted in his hand, and the Yuan Shen was directly scattered, not to mention learning scriptures from the West, and even the chance of reincarnation was gone.

"The two thousand taels of silver are also for you, as long as you do things well, there will definitely be no less!" Jiang Hao flipped over his right hand, and there was an extra sandalwood box in his hand, and threw it towards the beast-shaped fist.

These things are no different from the rubble on the side of the road to him, and he is naturally not stingy, although he is ready to plant a blood spell on the beast-shaped fist, but if he uses this means to win people's hearts, the effect will undoubtedly be better.

Sure enough, the beast-shaped fist was full of joy, hugged the sandalwood box around his waist, and his attitude towards Jiang Hao was obviously enthusiastic, patting his chest and saying: "The boss is arrogant! As long as the boss doesn't dislike me, I will follow the boss for the rest of my life!"

"Okay, let's go!" Jiang Hao waved his right hand lightly, and the evil devouring directly smashed the nine-toothed nail rake, and the evil thoughts on it were all devoured, and he turned into a golden light and flew towards the outside of the cave, and when he left, a flame ignited, completely burning the corpses full of holes.

From leaving Huncheng to killing this pig Gangguan, it only took half a day, this is still because the speed of the beast-shaped fist is too slow, and it has delayed some efforts on the road, and when the two of them return to Huncheng, it is only noon.

The beast-shaped fist was in a hurry to receive the reward, and Jiang Hao confessed, carrying a huge pig's head and rushing towards the Demon Palace, but it didn't attract much attention along the way, although the locals had heard the rumors of Gao Laozhuang's monsters, but no one could connect the two together.

Jiang Hao found a restaurant at random, chose a window seat to sit down, ordered some wine and food, and looked out the window.

The streets of Huncheng are already bustling with activity, with horses and carts and pedestrians coming and going, and merchants and vendors shouting their own goods, which seems to be full of vitality and vitality.

Different from the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, this world has the existence of the Demon Hall and the Exorcist, although mortals are also suffering from demons and monsters, but life can still go on smoothly.

From this point of view, what I want to do can be regarded as a great merit for these ordinary people.

Jiang Hao picked up a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth, the wine of each world has a different taste, especially these ordinary wines, because there are too many defects, they are more distinctive.

For example, the wine in the world of Journey to the West is full of aura, with a faint sweetness, lubricating and refreshing: in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the yin qi is heavy, with a little cold and jerky, and the taste of wine in this world is more complex, and it seems that each sip is slightly different, as changeable as the human heart.

was quietly feeling the taste of this wine, and suddenly Jiang Hao's expression moved slightly, and his eyes stopped.

I saw that above the bazaar, a man of about twenty-four or five years old was walking with a depressed expression, carrying a bunch of things that seemed to be magic weapons, but in fact they were just mortal things without any aura, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and he was holding a stick in his hand, making him look like a beggar.

But in Jiang Hao's eyes, he could see that there were faintly seven-colored Buddha lights around him, yes, this person was the absolute protagonist of this world - Chen Xuanzang.

"Master, I failed again today...... Chen Xuanzang threw the things on his body against the wall and said weakly.

The master in his mouth has a fat head and a round face, a big belly, obviously a bald and fat monk, but with a wig, seeing Chen Xuanzang's expression, he greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "I know." The bull demon you saw on the mountain today was originally a doctor, in order to save a woman's life, he was mistaken by the villagers for indecent assault and beaten to death, he was unwilling to turn into a bull demon and seek revenge from the villagers!"

Chen Xuanzang sighed and said, "Master, am I too useless, I wasted three years, and I didn't even have a weakest monster, I ......"

What the master and apprentice are talking about, Jiang Hao is not interested in caring, it is nothing more than using love to influence, get rid of demons and leave good thoughts and other words, but this is completely nonsense in Jiang Hao's opinion.

In the original work, when Chen Xuanzang's master stated to him that he would remove the demonic nature and leave the good nature, the example he gave was to pull out the teeth of a snake and then release it away.

Where is this to remove the demonic nature and leave the good nature, for that snake, this is clearly murder.

If you pull out the snake's teeth, it can't hurt any other life, but what about itself? What can it do but starve to death? This set of rhetoric can also be used to fool a naïve fool like Chen Xuanzang!

Jiang Hao couldn't help but complain in his heart, and was about to open the Heavenly Eye to take a closer look at Chen Xuanzang's master, when he saw that the fat monk suddenly stopped when he said this, his brows furrowed, the Buddha's light flashed in his pupils, and he looked around.

"Master, Master, what are you looking at, is it useful for you to give me 300 children's songs here?" Chen Xuanzang said with a little unconfidence.

"Of course it works, if you lose confidence yourself, then there is no possibility of success!" The fat monk smiled, but he was puzzled in his heart, just now I obviously felt that someone was looking at me, why couldn't I find it?

The Buddha light in the fat monk's pupils flickered, and he looked around carefully for a long time, but he couldn't find anything abnormal, and finally had to give up.

"What about the people? I obviously didn't see him go down? Why are the people missing before the wine and food are ready? Forget it, the silver is there! Such a big piece of silver is enough to eat ten meals, and he is really rich!"

In the restaurant, Xiao Er was also puzzled, there was a guest sitting here just now, how could he not find it in the blink of an eye, picked up the silver left on the table, bit it in half with his mouth, stuffed the big one in his sleeve, and prepared to take it to the counter to settle the settlement.

"Who is this monk in Lingshan? He almost found out!

In an alley, Jiang Hao's figure gradually revealed, with a bit of happiness on his face, if he hadn't discovered it quickly just now, he directly displayed his stealth supernatural powers, I am afraid that he would really be seen by this fat monk.

This kind of peeping with the nature of peeping, if it is discovered, it will inevitably lead to misunderstanding, and if he is targeted by Lingshan because of this, it will also be a trouble for him, and now is not the time.

"Forget it, let's go to the Demon Hall first!"

Jiang Hao shook his head, and was about to walk in the direction of the Demon Palace, when he saw two figures flying out of the Demon Hall from a distance.

At the foreground is a lame man on crutches, with white hair and tattered clothes, and his right foot is like a baby's foot, but it is a finger long, and it is painted with cinnabar with mysterious patterns.

It was followed by the beast-shaped fist, his face was full of anger, and he shouted as he chased after it: "Heavenly crippled feet, I have to compete with you today!

In this way, the three major exorcists in the world have arrived.

Jiang Hao's pupils lit up slightly, he wanted to rob the business of the Demon Palace, in addition to relying on gold, silver, jewelry and even heavenly treasures as bounties, publicity was also extremely important, what could be louder than the signboard of the three major exorcists.

"Wait for me, wait for me! Hurry up, hurry up!"

There was movement in the Demon Hall again, and this time it was a group of people who rushed out, to be precise, four women in white carried their chariots, and the empty boy sat on it and shouted loudly, looking anxious.

This time, the quality of these white-clothed women found is barely passable, not beautiful, but at least the facial features are quite correct, it seems that they are some village women, and their bodies are also strong, but if they want to catch up with the heavenly crippled feet and beast-shaped fists, they are still far behind.

"Old ...... Boss, I ...... We really can't catch up......! Or else, you...... You might as well catch up with it yourself!" said the village woman, panting.

"No! if I catch up with them myself, then what's the difference with them!" The empty boy flatly refused, looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees with his side face, and said lightly in a lonely and empty cold tone: "My empty boy must have his own style!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his painting style changed suddenly, took out a few pieces of silver from his arms, and urged: "If you are faster, I will give each of you an extra one or two...... No, half a tael of silver! You don't have to get too excited, my empty boy has always been so bold and generous!"