"Tang Song!"

"Huh?" Tang Song woke up and subconsciously touched his buttocks, which were still so tight and silky.

"My grandson asks you for some silver taels, why are you in a daze!"

"Wukong, don't be in a hurry to eat and drink beforehand, it's better for us to chat for a while. Tang Song pulled Sun Wukong to sit aside.

Sun Wukong scratched his head, always feeling that this person had changed too much before and after, one moment he was clearly eager to eat meat and drink wine, but the next moment he suddenly became desireless again.

"Wukong, I remember that you have a skill of drawing circles!" Tang Song stared at the monkey in front of him with a smile on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "I heard that as long as the people in the circle are willing to stay in it honestly, they will not be able to get close to any demons and monsters, right?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were full of surprise, "I can't imagine that you, a monk, still know my old grandson so well, that's right, the painting of the ground can really keep you safe and sound, and the demon beast can't hurt you." ”

"It's all nonsense!" Tang Song stood up suddenly, with an excited look on his face, and the spit stars spewed out far away, "Don't say anything about demonic beasts, even a few thieves can't protect them at all!"

But he didn't expect Sun Wukong to nod calmly: "That's right, although my old grandson's hand can prevent demons and beasts, it has no impact on mortals, and thieves, thieves and robbers and others really can't be protected, I can't imagine that even you know this." ”

Tang Song was speechless for a while, could he not know? It was the experience he had gained with his flesh and blood, and he almost caught up with the festival, which was simply a cruel history of blood and tears, but now he could only be silent and silent, and the camel bell sounded in his ears.

"That great sage, you have vast magical powers, what immortal methods can you teach one or two? Tang Song had a little idea in his heart, crossing into the world of mythology, in addition to immortality, who doesn't want to travel in space like those immortals, and don't seek to beat Sanqing, just to protect themselves, otherwise they will be killed by some robbers and robbers at every turn, and they are really sorry for the old face of the traverser.

And there are also ready-made resources next to it, that is the Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, whether it is seventy-two changes or somersault clouds, just leaking a little from the cracks of his fingernails is enough for him to benefit for life. As for whether or not he can cultivate as a scripture learner, he has already been thrown out of the clouds at this time.

Sun Wukong frowned and glanced at Tang Song, "My old grandson's supernatural power is taught by the ancestor, how can it be passed on lightly without the permission of the ancestor, there is no need to talk about this matter!"

Tang Song bared his teeth, and was just about to say something more, when he heard a familiar voice in the distance: "Big brother, come quickly, I found a lonely monk here!"

"Little Wang and eight calves, how dare you come!" Tang Song's eyes were red, and he stood up, and Sun Wukong next to him was stunned.

"Monk, listen to me! Lao Tzu is a robber in this mountain, killing people without blinking, and those who know each other hand over the valuable things on their bodies, perhaps—it! Monsters!" Originally, a few people were scolding and scolding towards this side, but when they got closer, they saw a monkey demon with a fierce face, wearing gold armor and holding an iron rod, standing there, staring at them coldly, so frightened that several people were so scared that they urinated directly, their voices were distorted, and they were about to run away.

"Whoever dares to run, the poor monk will kill whoever he wants first!" seemed to come from the voice of the Netherworld, cold and cold, frightening several people as if they had been immobilized, and they did not dare to move.

Tang Song slowly came to the leader of the person, smiled at him, and suddenly a big mouth jerked over, his hands were painful, and then asked in a deep voice: "You are the king of this mountain?"

"Back to the mage, how many of us brothers-"

"Smack!" Tang Song twitched his mouth again, "Did the poor monk ask you so many words? You just need to answer 'yes' or 'no'." ”

"The poor monk asks you again, are you the king of this mountain?"

"Yes. "The robbers learned to be honest this time, and they didn't dare to say a word more.

"Smack!" "I thought I was slapped with a big mouth again, and the robber was directly stunned, "Do you look down on the poor monk, and the answer is so perfunctory." ”

Robber: "......"

"The poor monk asked you one last time, are you robbers in this mountain?"

The robbers are about to cry, what the hell is Lao Tzu going to say! This bald donkey is too unreasonable, who are the robbers of us!

The robber stared at Tang Song with his eyes, moved his lips twice, and was stunned for a long time and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Smack!"

"It's a tough attitude! It seems that he is still a tough guy, and the poor monk will beat him until you say. ”

Robber: I'm you, you're paralyzed, you're blind, I'm already so soft, okay! God, what did I do wrong!

A fat beating, Tang Song rubbed his wrist and stood up panting, this calf was the blackest when he kicked him just now, so he didn't kick his out, this time it was finally out of breath.

Seeing Tang Song's gaze sweeping, several other people were so frightened that they hurriedly lowered their heads, pretending to be a good baby, and occasionally peeked at the eldest brother, they all shivered, this bald donkey is really black, what kind of hatred and grudge, didn't the brothers encounter perverts this time!

......

"Back... Back to the words of the master, the seven of us have been living in this mountain for generations, and the villain's name is Eyesight. The robber's nose was already blue and his face was swollen, and two lines of crystal tears slowly slipped from his eyes, too aggrieved - it seemed that there was a song echoing in the mountains and forests.

"I call the ears to be angry. ”

"My name is Nose Sniff Love. ”

"I'm the tongue. ”

"I'm opinion-hungry. ”

"I'm worried. ”

"My name is Wang Ergou. ”

"Oh...... Huh?"

"What is your name again?" Tang Song asked in disbelief as he gouged out his ears.

"The villain's name is Wang Ergou. ”

Tang Song: "......"

Comrade Ergou, are you a tease left over from the organization? It's really hard for you all these years, you must have suffered a lot among the six of them during this time! But you have never felt awkward yourself? Come out and mix at least take your name well, if you want to change your surname to Chen, I may be able to look at you twice, maybe in the blink of an eye, a few years later, you can win and marry Bai Fumei and go to the peak of life.

But Tang Song finally remembered this plot, but - Tang Song frowned, wasn't it originally six people? A metaphor for the six meanings, why is there an inexplicable more tease now, why do I think it has become the Seven Deadly Sins! No matter how many old men there are, I almost thought that I could see the bridge of the gourd baby vs. Sun Wukong, so as to fulfill my childhood dream.

Many people have doubts about the six people's metaphors and six meanings when they read Journey to the West, but in the eyes of the Tang and Song dynasties, this is a scar on the top of the bald man - an obvious thing, you listen to the names of these six people, what are the eyes and ears, and one of them is a person's name? At first glance, I thought it was a plastic surgery hospital!

"What nonsense are you talking about with these thieves, just kill them clean!" Sun Wukong looked impatient, and the iron rod in his hand was already hungry and thirsty.

Tang Song shrugged his shoulders and silently stepped aside, he was not the fake merciful Tang Seng in the original book, he would never be soft on such a person who should be killed, not to mention that he had a special grudge.

"Big brother, this monk is too deceitful, let's fight with him!" Several robbers glared at Tang Song with a sad and angry face, this monk is too inhuman, you beat and scolded, and in the end you still didn't let us go, is there still Tianli?

Tang Song: "I'm so proud of your courage. ”

Then he watched Sun Wukong throw the seven people who cried his father and mother into the air like playing golf, Tang Song shook his head secretly, this is definitely not to blame on his head, I can only say that you hit the monkey, even if there is no me, you will still be killed by this monkey after more than ten years, maybe this is the number of lives, you can't escape.