Seeing Zhu Bajie leaving, at this time, all the little brothers breathed a sigh of relief, just now I almost thought that Zhu Bajie had swine fever, it was terrible!

Looking at the little brother next to him, everyone carried him down, fortunately Zhu Bajie didn't use a nail rake, if he used it, this little brother would definitely be killed.

Such a unique thing happened in the Yunzhan Cave of Fuling Mountain, at this time, the Gao Laozhuang Grand Theater, under the arrangement of Tang Seng, specially invited artists to perform, and they rejected themselves one after another!

Originally, I promised to do it!

Why do you suddenly change your hexagram now?

"Master, you see that everyone else is here, but this one from Fuling Mountain didn't come, it must be that fat pig who made a .....ghost," Sun Wukong said very firmly.

Tang Seng nodded and said: "Wukong, what you said is right, I'm afraid it's really this Zhu Bajie who made a ghost, tonight's show, a total of eight, one is set, and I'm afraid the show of the seven artists in Fuling Mountain will not be able to perform!"

These eight programs were all originally discussed by Tang Seng, but now there is no other program except for the remaining Wuchao singing.

"Master, don't worry, wait for my old grandson to go and beat the fat pig's cave, see if he dares to go against us......" Sun Wukong said confidently.

"Amitabha, Wukong, violence can't solve the problem...."Tang Seng clasped his hands together and muttered.

"But, Master, this is too annoying..... isn't it?"

"If you give the poor monk the temper in the west back then, the poor monk must be, forget it..... Don't mention it, let's have less, and the poor monk will also go to sing a song tonight......," Tang Seng said compassionately.

In fact, until now, Tang Seng is struggling whether he should go or not, on the one hand, it is his own great cause, and the rules that he needs to adhere to, and his own heart!

After weighing up, he stuck to his rules!

In his heart, he must have his own professional ethics!

Sun Wukong sighed, in the end, he wants to listen to the master!

.....

"It's not good, Elder Tang, the restaurant opposite Zhu Bajie has also started to build a big theater......" Gao Taigong hurriedly ran in and said in a panic.

"Elder, it seems that this Zhu Bajie is deliberately on the same page as me..."Mage Wuchao said.

"Yes, Elder, you can give me an idea..... "Gao Taigong said.

"Master, don't ink, if the enemy wants to fight, then fight! I asked my grandson about this iron rod in his hand first!" Sun Wu gritted his teeth, shook the golden hoop stick in his hand, grabbed it tightly, looked at Tang Seng and said.

"Amitabha, Wukong should not be impulsive, this Zhu Bajie is not rude, since he did not open the door, then we can't be rude, since we want to fight, then fight, see who is afraid of whom!" Tang Seng said with a raise of the corners of his mouth.

"Alas....." Sun Wukong sighed heavily and remained silent.

The Fuling Mountain Restaurant on all streets also sent people to keep an eye on the movements of Gao Laozhuang, anyway, everyone is now well water and does not interfere with river water.

"How is it, what did they do?" Zhu Bajie asked, sitting in the middle of the restaurant.

"Mr. Zhu, I have inquired clearly, they originally had eight programs tonight, because no one dared to go to our artists in Fuling Mountain, so there is only one program left....." The experience of Fuling Mountain Restaurant smiled at Zhu Bajie.

There's no way, this restaurant is also the industry of Zhu Bajie, who makes people rich!

"Why is there still a program?" Zhu Bajie was immediately displeased when he heard that there was still one program left, glared at the little brother behind him, and asked.

"Big brother, it's not our fault, it's that the monk put out a show on his own, so ..... "The younger brother is embarrassed."

Zhu Bajie waved his hand and said impatiently: "No matter what method is used, I don't want to see them have a show....."

"We only have one program in Wuchao, what can we do? In this half a day's work, where are we going to find someone?" Gao Taigong said anxiously.

"Don't worry, let the poor monk think about it!" Tang Seng folded his hands and bowed.

Master Wuchao received a text message and showed it to Tang Seng, who smiled slightly and said, "It seems that this Zhu Bajie wants to kill them all....."

It turned out that the little brother got Wuchao's number out of nowhere, and directly sent a text message to Wuchao, threatening him not to perform, otherwise he would not be able to mix in Fuling Mountain, Gaolaozhuang, and Wusi Tibetan Country in the future.

"This Zhu Bajie is really long-faced, I guess, this is how the artists of Fuling Mountain are threatened and dare not come....." Master Wuchao waved his hand and said.

"What then?" asked Gao Taigong.

"Hmph, I have to perform so that I don't care about his threat.....s," Mage Wuchao said.

"Master, you know so many artists in Fuling Mountain, can you persuade me on the phone? I am willing to pay three times the performance fee....." Tang Seng stretched out three fingers and said.

"This... Okay!" Mage Wuchao thought for a moment, then nodded, willing to give it a try!

Several phone calls were made, either because of illness, or because there was something, and some were more direct, saying that Zhu Bajie said hello, otherwise the performance!

There is no way for the Black Nest Mage, this is already the biggest contribution he can make!

"Alas, there's no way, let's start for the first time today, so many people want to come and see, there must be a program, Master Wuchao has a program, I have a program, and Wukong also has a program, these are three programs, at least five programs, and the time will be a little longer....." Tang Seng began to calculate.

"Well, Elder, my three daughters, walk the runway again, or dance. Gao Taigong said.

"This ....."

"Elder, don't go here, where we live, we live in vain, eat and drink for nothing, don't make any effort, how can we go carelessly..."

"Okay, that's four shows, let's see if we can find another show. Tang Seng looked around and said.

It's a pity that none of these subordinates are qualified, whenever they meet Tang Seng's gaze, they don't dare to look at Tang Seng, obviously they don't have anything in their hearts!

"Master, four shows are almost, almost....." the monkey said.

"Alas, our four programs are not long, and they will end in a short time, there is no way..... You have to find a ..... for a longer time," Tang Seng sighed and said.

"Why don't you let my three daughters dance a dance separately?" Gao Taigong suggested.

"No, no, no, Taigong, I'd rather have a shorter time than split the three sisters apart. Tang Seng refused.

"A little longer?" Mage Wuchao was slightly stunned, and secretly thought in his heart, and said, "Elder, if you say that it is a long time, I think of a pair of brothers.....

"Oh, where?" Tang Seng asked eagerly.

Mage Wuchao frowned slightly, and thought, "It should be there..."