After Sun Wukong put his intestines, he pinched his belly with both hands, closed it in the middle, and blew, and the dissected belly grew back again, without any scars, as if nothing had happened. Fastest updates

A warden had already run in and reported to the king. The king was shocked when he heard this, and thought to himself, this is a terrible thing, these monks have great powers, if they don't let them go, how can we let them go?

Just thinking about it, Sun Wukong walked into the hall and said to the king: "Your Majesty, the little monk has already cut open his stomach and cleaned up his intestines." ”

The king said cautiously: "The holy monk has great powers, and the widow is really an eye-opener! Now that the holy monk has won the game, everything is not exhausted! It is not too early, don't miss the journey, please let the holy monk set off!"

Sun Wukong sneered and said: "It's a small matter to rush the road, but it's a big matter to win or lose!" The little monk came over to ask the two national teachers to also go and cut it out!"

The king was really afraid, and said to Luli Daxian: "National teacher, this matter has nothing to do with the widow, it is you who want to be the opponent of him, please go!

Luli Daxian stood up and said with some sadness and indignation: "Don't worry, I will never lose to him!"

Luli Daxian thought that his senior brother died tragically at the hands of the monks, and secretly gritted his teeth: He must win those monks and avenge his senior brother!

He walked out of the main hall and came to the altar, and he was not afraid, but asked the executioner to put him on a rope and tie him to a stake.

The executioner looked nervous, and he didn't make a gesture, and the sharp knife of the ox ear cut it, and with a bang, it cut the belly, and the man ran away.

Lu Li Daxian was disemboweled, and there was no blood flowing out, and he was still leaning on the stake as if nothing had happened. He thought to himself: If you want to win Sun Wukong, you can't lose the momentum.

He lowered his head, followed the previous appearance of Sun Wukong, stretched out his hands, took out the intestines, and slowly combed them one by one, with a smile on his face, as if he was doing a very interesting and pleasant thing.

Sun Wukong watched from the sidelines of the law field, and saw that Luli Daxian really had some skills, and he was secretly surprised. With a turn of his eyes, he came up with an idea again, stretched out his hand and plucked a hair, blew a breath, turned into a hungry eagle, and with a bang, spread his wings, flew over the stake, swooped down, poked out two sharp claws, and grabbed the belly of the old Taoist priest with a hard time!

Poor old Taoist priest was caught by the eagle with his stomach and intestines, and he was connected to the liver and gallbladder, and he flew away without a trace in an instant.

Luli Daxian emptied his belly, screamed miserably, died on the stake, and turned into a white-haired deer!

The supervisor ran into the hall in a panic and said, "Hooray, it's not good!" When the Second National Division was disemboweling, he was robbed of his stomach by a hungry eagle. Died there, turned into a white-haired horned deer. ”

The king was terrified. What happened on this day was really unbelievable, I was living a peaceful life, but when these monks came, they were all disrupted!

Is the monk an evil monk, or is the Taoist priest an outsider?

The king was also in a mess for a while, and he couldn't figure it out, and sat on the dragon chair, panicking. Glancing at Tang Seng and his apprentices, and then at Yang Li Daxian, his voice trembled and asked, "How can it be a horned deer?"

Yang Li Daxian endured his grief and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, it was that monk who made the evil law frame us! Since my senior brother is dead, how can he become a horned deer? These monks know at a glance that they are not good people! One is like a monkey, the other is obviously a wild boar into a spirit, the other is obviously a demon incarnation, and that white fat monk is their master, presumably he is a higher Taoist, and he can't see any changes, but he must also be a goblin! I have an enmity with the monks, and I don't share the sky! I must kill these demon monks today to avenge the senior brothers!"

The three old Taoist priests have assisted the king for 20 years, and they have been making the country smooth and peaceful, and now the two have died at once, and they have lost two major dependences, and the king is also clear, and asked: "What magic power does the Three Kingdoms Division have to win him?"

Yang Li Daxian said with a sad expression: "I bet with him to take a bath in the oil pot!"

The king asked, "Can you win him?"

"Definitely win him!" Yang Li Daxian gritted his teeth.

The king called Sun Wukong to come forward and told him that he wanted to get out of the oil pot.

Sun Wukong smiled: "Thank you for taking care, little monk, I haven't taken a bath for a long time, and my skin has been a little itchy for the past two days, so I just washed it." ”

The king had no choice but to pass on the decree again, and according to the performance of the Three Kingdoms, another game. The lieutenants received the order, set up a large cauldron outside the hall, poured it with sesame oil, set up dry wood, and burned a raging fire, burning the sesame oil to the ground.

The king was worried about the Three Kingdoms Division, so he sent a decree to the monk to go down first.

Sun Wukong didn't shirk either, and asked: "I don't know if I want to wash the text or the martial arts?"

And this exquisiteness? The king asked rhetorically, "How is Wenxi?"

"Wen Xi doesn't take off his clothes, just fork his hands, go down to the pot and roll out, don't dirty and damage the clothes, if there is a little greasy, it will lose. Wu Xi is to take off his clothes, take a towel, and go down to the pot, just like taking a bath and playing in the water in a pool, turning somersaults at will, erecting dragonflies, and washing while playing. Sun Wukong smiled and gestured as he spoke,

The king turned his head and asked Yang Li Daxian, "Do you want to wash with him or Wu Xi?"

Yang Li Daxian thought for a while: "If it is Wen Xi, I am afraid that his clothes have been refined with medicinal water, which can separate oil, so it is better to wash Wuxi." ”

Sun Wukong smiled when he heard this: "Then I will be out of company and take a bath!"

Sun Wukong took off the cotton cloth, took off the tiger skin skirt, jumped in the pot naked, and jumped in the pot!

Everyone looked at the past with their own thoughts, but they saw Sun Wukong standing in the boiling oil, holding a towel in his hand, wiping left and right, scratching his back with a footboard, looking calm, like taking a bath in warm water.

Zhu Bajie saw it and said to Monk Sha: "We also mistook this monkey." This monkey usually speaks harshly, loves to play tricks on people, but has real skills. ”

Monk Sha also praised repeatedly, "After all, it is the Monkey King who makes the Three Realms tremble." The two of you say a word, pointing at Sun Wukong, and talking non-stop.

Sun Wukong was in the oil pot, and suddenly saw Zhu Bajie pointing at him there, and thought: "That pig's head is laughing at me for not wearing clothes?

In the boiling oil pot, a splash of oil suddenly appeared, and I saw Sun Wukong fluttering in it a few times, slowly sinking to the bottom of the pot, and never seen again.

The warden hurriedly went to the king and said, "Hurrah! The monkey monk was cooked to death in boiling oil!"

The king is overjoyed, the great revenge of the national teacher can finally be avenged, and the three kingdoms can continue to assist the country with peace of mind. The king immediately sent a decree and asked someone to fish out the bones to see what kind of monster turned into a demon monk.

The executioner took a handful of iron fences and went to the oil pot to fish, and after a few handfuls, he felt that there was only oil in the pot, no bones, and nothing could be fished. He turned back and said, "Long live, that monkey monk has a small body and tender bones, and he can't catch it when it's finished." ”

The king's heart fell to the ground, the monkey monk has the greatest ability, and since he is fried to death, it is much easier to do. He patted the imperial case and preached: "Tie up the three monks!"

The lieutenants on both sides got the order, rushed over to tie up people, and saw that Zhu Bajie had the most fierce face, so he came to tie him up first, overturned him, and tied his hands behind his back.

Jin Chanzi thought to herself, it shouldn't be. With Sun Wukong's ability, he has been loyal all the way, so he knew that something was wrong, recited Amitabha, and said to the king: "Your Majesty, my apprentice, collided with the national teacher and died in the oil pot, and the poor monk did not dare to be greedy for life, and was willing to die." It's just that he has been diligently protecting the poor monk along the way, and now that he is dead, please be merciful and tolerant for a while, give me some herbal tea and rice, a few pieces of yellow paper, and the poor monk will go to the oil pot, burn some paper for him, and then come back to confess. ”

The king admired the dying man and said, "The Chinese people in the east are really righteous!"

After a while, the officials took some berry rice, a few stacks of yellow paper, and handed them to the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi took it and called Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha to go together. A few lieutenants followed, grabbed Zhu Bajie's ears, and also pulled them to the edge of the oil pot.

Jin Chanzi prayed to the oil pot: "Poor monk apprentice Sun Wukong! Counting on the same time to become a great avenue, when will the fate return to the yin today! Before he was alive, he only wanted to seek the scriptures, and after he died, he still remembered the Buddha's heart. The soul of the Thousands of Miles must wait, and the ghost will be a ghost!"

Zhu Bajie knew that Sun Wukong was definitely not dead, and he must be playing tricks on people again, and when he heard the golden cicada praying, he shouted: "Master, it's not like this, you listen to me to wish a blessing!"

Zhu Bajie prayed angrily: "The monkey who caused trouble, the Bi Ma Wen who suffered from the plague! The damn monkey who splashed the monkey, the Bi Ma Wen who was cooked in oil! The monkey is in the tent, and Ma Wen has broken the roots!"

Where is this a congratulatory message to the deceased, clearly bitter and bitter, and scolding the street!

Sun Wukong turned into a jujube core iron nail and sank to the bottom of the pot, originally to play tricks on Zhu Bajie, but at this moment he heard Zhu Bajie scolding fiercely, obviously seeing through his tricks, he couldn't help but show his true appearance, got out of the pot naked, and scolded loudly: "The pig's head that eats chaff!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong was not dead, Jin Chanzi was surprised and delighted: "Wukong, you scared me to death!"

Monk Sha smiled: "Master doesn't know yet, Senior Brother is used to pretending to be dead!"

Zhu Bajie smirked.

When the captains saw this, they were so frightened that they ran into the hall and said, "Long live, the monkey monk is not dead, and he has come out of the oil pot again." ”

The supervisor saw Sun Wukong being cooked to death with oil before, and he didn't believe it, so he said: "Death should be dead, maybe he was cursed by the pig monk and scolded the ghost to show his soul." ”

Sun Wukong had fire in his heart, and when he heard this, he was furious, jumped out of the pot, shook off the oil and water, rubbed the greasy, put on his clothes, took out the golden hoop stick, rushed into the palace, dragged the prison officer, and hit the head with a stick, and scolded in his mouth: "What kind of soul do I show?"

The supervisor didn't have time to snort, and he was beaten into a lump of meat!

The civil and military officials in the palace saw that they had killed someone, and they were so frightened that they flew out of the sky.

The lieutenant hurriedly untied Zhu Bajie's rope, knelt on the ground together, kowtowed and begged: "Spare your life!"

When the king saw that the monkey monk was fierce and that the situation was not right, he stood up, jumped off the dragon chair, and ran to the back door.

Sun Wukong rushed over in one step, grabbed the king, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, don't run!

The king trembled, and looked at Yang Li Daxian with his eyes: "Three Kingdoms Division, you save me! Go to the pot, don't let the monk beat me!"

Yangli Daxian was about to run, but when he saw Sun Wukong grabbing the king, the king shouted for help and had to go out of the palace.

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