Sun Wukong looked at the angry appearance of the golden cicada, as if he was about to recite the "Tight Mantra" at any time, and did not dare to reply loudly, only staring at the child on the tree fiercely.

After scolding, the golden cicada came to the bottom of the tree, looked up at the child, and asked, "Whose child are you? Why are you hanging here?" You tell me, I can save you. ”

The child looked at the golden cicada and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Sun Wukong and others behind him, as if he was frightened, and cried with a wow.

This is clearly a goblin, changing so much, although the golden cicada is a mortal with the naked eye, but it can't be ignored.

"Don't be afraid! They are vicious, but they are not bad people, and we are here to save you. Jin Chanzi glanced back and said gently.

"Really?" said the child, crying, "Mother said that monks are good people, you must be a good person?"

"Your mother is right, monks are good people. Where are you from, and how are you hanging here?" asked Jin Chanzi again.

When the goblin saw him ask again, he became more and more vain, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, there is a dry pine stream on the west side of the mountain, and there is a village on the other side of the stream, and I am from there. My grandfather's surname is Hong, and he is known as the red million because of his extensive wealth in gold and silver. After he died, the family property passed on to my father. My father likes to make friends with heroes and heroes in the world, and he is righteous and squandering money, so now he is not as rich as before, and others call me my father 100,000 red. Make friends with the heroes of the four roads, lend gold and silver, and hope for interest.

"Some time ago, a group of bad guys, who claimed to be good men, came to my father. I can't imagine that they are gangs of robbers who kill people. They killed my father, and I saw that my mother was a little colored. What are you going to do to suppress Mrs. Zhai? At that time, my mother could not bear me, and took me in her arms, weeping and mourning, trembling, and following the thieves, not wanting to come to this mountain, and they were going to kill me again, thanks to my mother's lament. lest I die by the sword, but they hang me with a rope from a tree, and I only die of starvation, and the thieves have taken my mother to whence without knowing it. ”

"I've been hanging here for three days and three nights, and no one has come to walk. I don't know what I have cultivated in that world, woo! Master, you are a good person, you save me! You send me home, and I will thank you with all my family's money!"

What a poor child! Jin Chanzi turned his head and asked Zhu Bajie to untie the rope and let the child down.

Zhu Bajie stepped forward and was about to make a move, when Sun Wukong shouted: "Fairy! There are people who recognize you here! You are still making up lies and deceiving people there! Since your family has been robbed, your father has also died, and your mother has also been robbed, who are we going to give you to if we save you? What else do you have to thank us? Your lie is full of loopholes!"

When the monster heard this, he was scared in his heart, and he knew that Sun Wukong was not a good stubble, so he secretly took him to heart, but he trembled and shed tears: "Master, although my father and mother are gone, there are still relatives, although the family has been robbed, there are still fields and real estate." ”

Jin Chanzi was about to speak, but Sun Wukong rushed to say, "What other relatives do you have?"

"My grandfather's house is in Shannan, my aunt's house is in Lingbei, Li Si in Jiantou is my uncle, Hongsan in the mountains is my uncle, and my cousins and cousins all live not far from the village. Master, please save me! Even if I sell my land, I have to thank you. Woo... Woo... Help me!"

Zhu Bajie couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Sun Wukong: "Brother Monkey, such a small child, what are you asking him so much? He was right, the robbers only robbed his house of gold, silver, and money, and could they even tear down his house and property? When we rescued him, his relatives saw him, how could they not thank us? Although we had four people, we didn't want their money, as long as we had food to eat. No matter how big our stomachs are, we can't eat the price of their ten acres of land. Get him down. ”

Zhu Bajie just wanted to eat, what to do there, so that the ring knife broke the rope and put down the monster.

Sun Wukong looked at it coldly, hindering his master, and didn't dare to stop it. The child fell to the ground, thanked Zhu Bajie, and knelt down in front of the golden cicada, kowtowing with teary eyes.

'Son, get up, and I'll pull you on my horse and take you back.' ”

The child choked up and said, "Master, my hands and feet are numb, my waist hurts, my legs hurt, my hands hurt, and I can't ride a horse." I had never ridden a horse since I was a child, and I was afraid to ride a horse. ”

"yes. The golden cicada turned his head and called Zhu Bajie: "Bajie, you carry him." ”

The child glanced at it and said, "Master, my skin is frozen and ripe, and I don't dare to ask this master to carry it." He has a long mouth and big ears, and the hair on the back of his head is thick and hard, and he is afraid that it will hurt me. ”

"yes. Jin Chanzi turned his head and called Monk Sha again, "Wujing, you come to carry it." ”

The child glanced at it again and said, "Master, this master looks the same as those robbers, with a beard, a fierce face, and a frightened face. ”

"yes. Jin Chanzi turned his head and called Sun Wukong again, "Then, Wukong, you can carry it." ”

The child glanced at it again, this time agreed, and said, "I'm not afraid of this master's back." He looks like a monkey, and his fur is soft and pleasant to the touch. He's small, about the same size as me, and I've had a monkey before, so I'm not afraid of him. ”

That's true, kid!

Zhu Bajie couldn't help laughing, and Monk Sha laughed secretly in his stomach and didn't dare to make a sound.

Sun Wukong was furious, and laughed angrily: "Okay, good, good, I'll back, I'll back!"

Sun Wukong had a calm face, walked over and put the child on his back, feeling light as nothing, only more than three catties and less than four catties, turned his head and sneered at the child: "You monster, you should be damned today, dare to make trouble in front of my grandson! They don't recognize you, but I recognize you as that thing!"

The child said innocently, "Master, I am a child of a good family, what do you say I am?"

Sun Wukong said coldly: "If you are the son and daughter of a good family, why are you so light?"

"I'm small. ”

"How old are you?"

"I'm seven years old. ”

"One pound at a year old, it should be seven pounds, why are you less than four pounds?"

"I didn't have milk when I was a kid. ”

"Okay, you're sharp-toothed! Okay, I'll carry you! I can tell you: If you want to pee, you have to tell me first!"

Jin Chanzi walked with Bajie and Sha Seng, and Wukong carried the child on his back and then went west.

There is a poem as evidence, the poem says: The morality is high, the magic barrier is high, and the Zen machine is quietly demonic. Xinjun is going straight to the middle way, and the wooden mother is stubborn. Yima does not say that she has a desire for love, and Huang Po is speechless and anxious. The evil is happy, after all, it is still eliminated from the right place.

Sun Wukong deliberately walked at the back, he knew that this seemingly cute and poor child was a goblin, but Tang Seng insisted that he was a good person, and he had to save him, so he had to carry it first, and then improvise.

He complained about the golden cicada as he walked: "Obviously a goblin, but he came to ask Lao Sun to carry him, even if he is a good person, he has no parents, who will he give to take him on his back?" No, I might as well find a place to fall and kill him." ”

This kid is indeed a little devil, the one in the red cloud before. He originally wanted to start on Sun Wukong's back, but when he got to his back, he found that Sun Wukong's skin and flesh were harder than gold and stone, and if he dared to do it, he was not at all sure.

was thinking about how to restrain Sun Wukong, and suddenly felt a trace of danger, he was keen, quick to respond, not to seek merit, first to seek no fault, immediately opened his mouth and took four breaths in all directions, and made a magical power that gathered into a mountain, blowing on Sun Wukong's back, to suppress Sun Wukong, and then deal with the three of Jin Cicada.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt that the small body weighing three or four pounds suddenly weighed like ten thousand pounds, knowing that it was the little demon king who was making trouble, his eyes quietly glanced ahead, and he wanted to find a stone to kill the little demon king, but his mouth was silent, and he smiled easily: "My son, what are you doing to suppress the master?"

The little demon king was a little surprised when he saw that he couldn't overwhelm Sun Wukong, knowing that Sun Wukong had to fight back, so he hurriedly changed into a fake body and lay on Sun Wukong's back, and his real body flew into the air, constantly inhaling, blowing the air on Sun Wukong one by one, just waiting to overwhelm Sun Wukong, and then go to arrest the other three.

Sun Wukong only felt that the back was getting heavier and heavier, and when he saw a big bluestone in front of him, he walked to the stone quietly, grabbed the hands of the child on his back with both hands, and slammed it on the big bluestone.

The child on his back didn't have time to snort, and he was beaten like a meatloaf by him, and he died with a whimper.

Sun Wukong was still angry, and ripped off the child's hands, feet and head like a chicken and plucked his feathers, one by one, and smashed them on the bluestone.

The little demon king saw Sun Wukong's hideous face in mid-air, and smashed his fake body into bloody flesh and blood, and the cruelty of his methods made him gasp and burn with anger: "This monkey monk, where does he look like a monk! Worse than an evil ghost! Fortunately, I had foresight, otherwise I would not have been killed by him? No wonder they told me that those three ugly monks have some skills, especially this monkey monk is more powerful and difficult to deal with." That white fat monk is still a **mortal, I will go and arrest him first, so that they can't learn the scriptures. ”

The little devil no longer delayed, and caught up with the golden cicada in mid-air, blowing a whirlwind, the sky was dark, and the sand and rocks were flying.

Good wind: Taotao is angry and the water is fishy, and the black air is steaming and the sun is closed. The ridge trees are uprooted, and the wild plum belt is flat. The yellow sand is difficult to walk, and the strange rocks are disabled and the road is flat. The rolling masses were flat and dark, and the birds and beasts all over the mountains roared.

The golden cicada was so scraped that it was difficult to survive immediately, Bajie didn't dare to look up, and the sand monk lowered his head to hide his face.

Sun Wukong knew that it was a monster who made the wind, and when he hurried to catch up, the monster was already in the limelight. The golden cicada was taken away, and there was no trace, I don't know where it went, and there was nowhere to follow.

Wukong stepped forward to watch, only to see the white dragon horse trembling and shouting hoarsely. The luggage was left under the road, and Bajie crouched under the cliff and groaned. The sand monk squatted in front of the slope and called.

Sun Wukong fell to the ground and shouted: "Bajie!"

"Brother Monkey, it's so windy!" Zhu Bajie climbed out from behind the stone, dragging the nail palladium with one hand and wiping his eyes with the other.

"Senior Brother Sha!" Sun Wukong shouted again.

"Senior brother, what a strong wind! It's still a whirlwind!" Monk Sha was hugging a big tree to avoid the wind, and when he heard the call, he walked out from behind the tree.

"Where is Master?" asked Sun Wukong anxiously.

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha hurriedly turned around and raised their eyes to look around, but they didn't find it. Zhu Bajie said: "The wind came so fast and fiercely that it blew sand into the eyes, and we couldn't open our eyes, we all hugged our heads to avoid the wind, and I saw that the master was still on the horse before?"

"Where are you now?"

Monk Sha looked at the empty saddle on the horse and said, "Master is made of lamp grass, and a gust of wind blew him away?"

Sun Wukong sat down on the ground, sighed and said, "Brothers, let's disperse here!"