It was another half a day, a few people came out of the mountains, and they didn't know where they were, and the number of pedestrians along the way began to increase slowly, and it was estimated that they should have arrived in an unknown small country.

It's just that Tang Song faintly felt a little strange, as if everyone on the road was staring at him with a complex expression of surprise and a hint of fear, as if he had done something incredible.

And what is even more speechless is that even if someone noticed the monkey next to him with a fierce face and extremely stylish dress, they just glanced at it casually, and then quickly focused their eyes on Tang Song.

"Are youkai so common here? ”

After walking for a while, a tall city wall stood in front of me, with three golden characters engraved on it - Ha Xuan Kingdom.

"Bold demon monk, don't get off the horse quickly!"

As soon as the two of them walked to the edge of the city gate, they were surrounded by a group of soldiers defending the city, their swords facing each other, and they shouted to Tang Song with a fierce and vicious look, and the disgust and anger in their eyes were clearly visible.

"Huh?" Tang Song looked at the second monk with a puzzled face, Lao Tzu has arrived in Che Chi Kingdom?

"Get off the horse quickly! Kowtow and confess!"

Dozens of soldiers were stunned, roaring in unison, and the momentum was overwhelming, if it was an ordinary person, I was afraid that they would have been scared to the core. It's a pity that the Tang and Song dynasties standing in front of them now are not Wuxia Ameng, they have already experienced the ferocious spirit of the murderous demon and the baptism of the iron-blooded momentum of the Tang soldiers, how can they be shocked by the small national soldiers, as for the Monkey King next to him, uh-when a group of ants keep whining and chirping at your feet, what will you do? Joke! Of course, choose to forgive him!

"Get out!"

But obviously the monkey does not have that kind of noble sentiment, his eyes are wide, his hair is open, the air seems to be shaken, and the dozen or so soldiers seem to have seen the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, and it seems that they have been hit by the domineering color of the overlord, their faces are pale, cold sweat flows, their feet are soft, and they sit on the ground one after another, and they dare not say anything again.

"Youkai!"

"That demon monk is good at witchcraft, everyone be careful!"

"The demon monk is weird, not you and I can deal with it, quickly tell Your Majesty and the national teacher!"

“......”

It seems that a century has passed, and the soldiers defending the city have reacted from the spiritual impact of the monkey, and then look at the eyes of Tang and Song as if they have seen a ghost, and they crawled back to the city with a loud bang, and the city gate fell quickly, as if facing a great enemy.

Tang Song swallowed his saliva, raised his arm stiffened in mid-air, and only after a while did he smile bitterly: "You guys listen to me!"

"This old man, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, and when he first arrived in the treasure land, he didn't know what a taboo he had committed, and he hoped that the old man would tell him one or two. Tang Song looked at the old man in front of him who was so scared, he felt so tired, it was the vicious monkey who did it, why was he the one who took the blame in the end, but in order to find out the truth, he had to ask patiently in a slow voice.

"Monk spare your life, don't eat me! The old man is old, his flesh is sour, it's really hard to eat!" The old man sat on the ground and kept crying, looking at Tang Song's head with a black line, he hurriedly took a deep breath, in order to clear the customs documents, I endured it!

"Uncle, the poor monk is from the Tang Dynasty in the East ......"

"Wow, please don't eat me!"

"A poor monk is a high-ranking monk......

"The rotten meat is not delicious, and I am afraid that it will dirty the mouth of the monk. ”

"I repeat, poor monks don't eat people!"

"The old man also has a three-year-old grandson in the family, how can this be good. ”

"Shut up! If you want to make noise again, Lao Tzu will eat you raw!"

Tang Song suddenly laughed and shouted, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, like a man-eating demon king.

"Hmm......" The old man hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, and looked at Tang Song with a hideous expression on his face.

"From now on, I will ask you to answer, if the answer is not satisfactory to the poor monk, I will let the monster next to you eat you raw, he eats people without even touching the condiments, very cruel, do you understand?!" Tang Song patted the old man on the shoulder and said slowly, the old man hurriedly nodded again and again, indicating unconditional cooperation.

Tang Song sighed, obviously he is a template for a high-ranking monk, why did he become a villain in his life, the poor monk also wants to respect the old and love the young, and the poor monk also wants to be a good person!

"It's hard to be a good person!" Tang Song looked up to the sky and sighed, there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Say, tell me everything you know!" After sorting out his emotions, Tang Song lowered his head and stared at the old man who was sitting on the ground viciously and asked viciously, at this time he had automatically substituted into the character of the bald underworld brother.

The old man was frightened, and said tremblingly: "The holy monk first came here, so I don't know, this place is called the country of Ha, also known as the country of ten thousand horses, and the monarch of his country loves horses and is obsessed, so it is named." It's just that although the monarch loved horses before, he was not sick, but since the national teacher came here twenty years ago, His Majesty's temperament suddenly changed greatly, not only the horse was enshrined as a sacred object in his country, but the status was far higher than that of people, and the horse herd became the most noble profession. Then he issued a decree that only the king and the national teacher could ride the holy relics, otherwise they should be beheaded, and they would usually be punished if they collided with the holy relics slightly. ”

Tang Song narrowed his eyes slightly, so it was so, at first I thought it was like Che Chi Guo like the fight between Buddhism and Taoism, but now it seems that the problem is on the white horse, no wonder the group of soldiers hurriedly asked him to get off the horse quickly, it turned out to be a collision with the so-called holy relics, it is really a distorted country.

It seems that another catastrophe of the Journey to the West is going to be here.

"Yuan Fang...... Ah no, Goku, what do you think?"

Sun Wukong said disdainfully: "Hmph, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, let him be charming, with my old grandson here, you will be safe and sound!"

Domineering! Gentlemen! Responsible! But who asked you this? Tang Song rolled his eyes, and it was really hard to talk to someone with muscles in his head.

Tang Song slowly rubbed his chin, it seemed that the problem must be with the national teacher.

There is almost a law in Journey to the West, all national teachers are basically not good people, either monsters have changed, or they have farts in their brains, proper villain templates.

However, this national teacher loves horses so much, I'm afraid that either wild horses become essences, or they are sycophants?

Think about it, a thick yellow smoke gushes out from a certain cavity of the horse, and then slowly turns into a human form in mid-air, uh - this picture is so beautiful, you must be more careful if you meet later, be sure to stay away, the so-called shit and fart are not separated, the ghost knows if the horse has a little shit when he farts, well-why does he suddenly feel a little disgusting.

Tang Song felt a chill on his body, and he made up his mind in his heart, he must stay away from that monster who may still have a little into essence, well, definitely!

"Holy monk, old and decayed...... Can I go?"

Just as Tang Song fell into an increasingly dirty reverie, a weak voice suddenly came from under him, looking down, the old man was looking at him pitifully, his eyes were full of begging.

Tang Song sighed slightly, slowly squatted down, looked directly into the old man's eyes, and said word by word: "Old man, the poor monk is from the Tang Dynasty, and he is really a high-ranking monk, forget it, you can go!" Looking at the old man's still frightened gaze, Tang Song waved his hand helplessly.

"Thank you, Holy Monk!" the old man let out a sigh of relief, and a carp rolled over from the ground, and then seemed to perform some unknown light gong lifting technique, and disappeared from the sight of the two in the blink of an eye.

"Old man—he's in good health......"

"Crunch—"

At this moment, the city gate was slowly hoisted, and I saw a group of soldiers slowly walking out of the city gate surrounded by a man and a woman.