After the first night, the boss of the Meng family died as usual, Tang Song looked at the Meng family brothers who seemed to be sad and sighed, and comforted him very heartily: "Don't be too sad, it's a matter of one day sooner and one day later." ”

The old monk on the side was speechless for a long time, is this still human talk? Isn't this monk having an enmity with the Meng family brothers?

Sure enough, the brothers of the Meng family looked excited: "My eldest brother is already dead, how can you, a monk, still say such cool words!" glared at Tang Song viciously, but the vicious monkey next to him did not rush up.

"The donor misunderstood, as a monk, how could a poor monk speak disrespectfully to the deceased. ”

This is still a human sentence! Several people nodded, their expressions eased slightly, and the clenched fists of the Meng brothers gradually loosened.

"The poor monk said this to the two of you. Tang Song showed a malicious smile.

Meng Brothers: ...... Why don't you pull me this time, I'm going to kill this bald donkey!"

Tang Song pouted, these two unlucky ones didn't know that they would die tonight, and they were still here dreaming of being happy and enjoying their robes, but they didn't know that when they became pawns in Journey to the West, how many of them could have a good death!

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little weird, the old monk hurriedly coughed, inserted himself in the middle of several people, and whispered to Tang Song, "Who does the elder think the murderer is?"

Tang Song sighed slightly in his heart, I especially said that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva, do you dare to believe it? He shook his head slightly, "At this time tomorrow, everything will be known." With that, he quietly left, leaving only the confused crowd.

The second night came quietly.

The night is like water, and everything is quiet. In the wing room of the east courtyard, Tang Song was lying on the bed and seemed to be asleep, and Sun Wukong on the side was floating in the air and closed his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly seemed to hear something, and suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared into a golden light.

No one noticed, everything was still so peaceful.

Time passed quietly, and the night was still long.

Suddenly, there was a soft, creaking sound from the window, and the window crept through a crack outside, and a faint moonlight mischievously crept in.

After a squirming sound, I saw a blood-like red robe slowly poking into the corner of the window, sliding quietly into the room like flowing water, and slowly walking towards the bedside.

The air in the room seemed to be much colder, and through the faint moonlight, I could vaguely see a strange human face looming on the robe, staring at Tang Song who was sleeping on the bed with resentment, and one after another black gas quietly overflowed, as if the person on the bed would be swallowed up in the next moment.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the temperature plummeted, and the chilly air rushed into the room through the doors and windows, turning into a cold air current, quietly covering the floor, wardrobes, doors and windows with a thin layer of frost.

"Since you're here, why leave in a hurry!"

A low man's voice suddenly sounded outside the house, the strange robe seemed to know that something was wrong, a resentful face was even more distorted, and suddenly let out a sharp hiss, like an octopus spitting ink, opened its mouth and spit out a large amount of black gas, which quickly spread throughout the room, taking this opportunity to quickly float out the window, as if it would escape from this dangerous place in the next moment.

But alas—

A cold current blew through, and the extremely strong cold air suddenly exploded, not only blowing away the black air all over the house, but also freezing the entire room instantly, as if turning into a beautiful ice and snow world, turning all existence into transparent ice crystals.

The strange robe swayed a few times in the air, and it was visible to the naked eye that it was covered with a layer of white frost, and in the blink of an eye, it was frozen in the air, condensed into an ice plate and fell to the ground, turning into countless pieces of ice.

A black gas quietly overflowed from the fine ice cubes, turning into that familiar face in mid-air, but the resentment on his face had long since disappeared, his eyes were full of gratitude and relief, and he nodded silently in the direction of the bed, and then dissipated into the air.

At the same time, a muffled snort came from outside the window, and the voice was full of pain and unwillingness.

"Xiaobai, hurry... Collect the supernatural powers!"

Tang Song got up from the bed wrapped in a quilt, and shouted outside tremblingly, thanks to the precision of the cold control, otherwise Tang Song would have been frozen into a human-shaped popsicle if he was not killed by the evil art.

The cold came and went as fast as it came, and in the blink of an eye, the frost subsided, as if it had come from cold winter to early spring.

With a creak, a man in white pushed the door and walked in, holding a little monk with a depressed face in his hand, it was that Guangyong.

I saw that Guang Yong's face was pale at this time, his face was languishing, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, obviously the natal robe of cultivating evil arts was destroyed, and both physically and mentally suffered a heavy blow, and there was not much left of his Taoism.

"See you again. ”

Tang Song paced in front of Guang Yong, looking at this smart and ambitious little monk with a complicated expression, but it was a pity that the luck was not good, and he was calculated by Guanyin in vain and became a victim of the Journey to the West.

"How did the elder know that the little monk was coming to kill you tonight?" Guang Yong looked at Tang Song with a smug face, sighed, and asked puzzled.

"Guess?"

Guang Yong smiled bitterly: "If the little monk can guess, he won't ask." ”

Tang Song nodded, and suddenly said with a serious face: "In fact, the poor monk is the reincarnation of a great power, and his eyes can see through the past and the future. ”

"I see. Guangyong exclaimed: "Such a little monk is not unjustly lost." ”

"Lie to you. Tang Song pursed his lips, it is still the reincarnation of the great power, and the reincarnation of the milk power is almost the same.

Guangyong: "......"

"Well, you actually told me yourself. ”

Tang Song blinked mischievously, and then waved his hand at Xi Lie: "Xiaobai, kill him!" The questions that should be asked have been asked clearly last time, and the answers that should be answered have been explained, so Tang Song didn't have the heart to rub it off any longer, after all, there were still a few unlucky monks over there who needed him to deal with.

"Wait, what does it mean to be in person?

didn't wait for Guang Yong to finish asking, this poor guy was strangled to death, and ended his life with a full stomach full of questions and a confused face, and also ended all the scenes in the Journey to the West.

"After dying so many times, it is inevitable that you know more than others. Looking at the unwilling corpse, Tang Song chuckled, "This time you will also be a fool, and it can be regarded as a causal cycle." ”

Tang Song shook his head, secretly saying that he was really a little child, came to Xi Lie's side and patted him on the shoulder, and praised him: "Prince, thanks to you this time, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Xi Lie shook his head with a look of admiration: "This time, thanks to the elder who anticipated the demon monk's trick in advance, he made the arrangement first, otherwise Xiaolong would not have noticed it." ”

Tang Song sneered, and said in his heart that he still needs you to pat his ass, of course Lao Tzu knows that he is the most powerful, otherwise I don't know how many times I will die just with your few pieces of material.

But the poor monk is well versed in the way of being a leader, although he must be gracious and powerful, and keep it mysterious, but he must not be stingy with his praise, after all, this thing does not need money.

"I don't know where the Great Sage went, why hasn't he come back yet?" asked Lie strangely as he looked at the sky outside.

"I'm afraid I don't know where to see the excitement. Tang Song shrugged his shoulders, this time he will plan the plan, naturally he did not notify the monkey in advance, presumably he should be watching the excitement in the west courtyard now.

"Boom!"

As he was talking, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky, as if there was a muffled thunder out of thin air, which shook Tang Song and fell to the ground.

"Bi Ma Wen, don't bully people too much!"

A roar that seemed to be a little weak came into his ears, Tang Song blinked, this plot is going a little fast, the black wind monsters have already appeared.

Hurriedly and Lie rushed to the west courtyard, and as soon as he approached, he saw that Sun Wukong and the Black Wind Monster were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and the golden light was dazzling and the black wind was howling, so frightened that the monks below did not dare to breathe.

"Elder—"

Seeing Tang Song coming, the old monk hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, but now Tang Song still had the heart to talk nonsense with them, and smiled fiercely at a few people, "Prince, kill them!"

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the bodies of the four people instantly froze into ice cubes, and the shocked expressions on their faces also froze at that moment, as if they couldn't believe that Tang Song would suddenly kill them.

"Ahh

When several little monks saw the tragic death of the abbot, they were shocked, and they exclaimed in surprise, hugging their chests and shuddering, for fear that Tang and Song would kill them together with their ferocity.

Tang and Song have a black line, you can call it when you call it, what does it mean to hug your chest, does Lao Tzu look like a pervert like this?!

"This time the poor monk passed by here, and found out that the abbot of this hospital practiced forbidden evil arts, and murdered innocent people in the name of Guanyin, which is really a great crime, and today the poor monk killed the demon is a merit, you don't have to make a fuss. ”

The monks are silent, your head is the brightest, you have the final say.