Zhu Bajie was overjoyed, took all three cotton vests, walked downstairs, walked out of the hall, returned to the gatehouse, and said with a smile: "Master, look, I found three cotton vests!"

"Where did it come from? or did it come from the benefactor?"

Jin Chanzi looked at the clothes, a little strange, although very new. But in the wilderness, but on second thought, this is their arrangement again. "What a good man this benefactor is!"

"It wasn't made or given, but I picked it up. Zhu Bajie looked proud.

"Pick up the things in someone's house, you don't tell them, it's stealing! Send them back quickly! Amitabha! Sin! Sin!" The golden cicada clasped his palms together and reproached softly.

"Master, don't worry, this is an ownerless thing!" Zhu Bajie said, "There is not a single living person in the house! It is a house of the dead, and the head of the house has long been dead." The old pig walked inside, went straight to a tall building, and saw a yellow silk tent there, with only a pile of bones in the tent, and these three Najin cotton vests on the table next to it.

"I saw that it was freezing on this day, so I brought it. Master, take off your shirt and put this cotton vest inside! It's very cold, dress warmly, don't catch a cold. ”

Zhu Bajie said as he handed the cotton vest to Tang Seng.

Jin Chanzi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No! No! Law Cloud: Public theft is theft." If someone finds out, catches up with us, and takes us all to the government, it is a crime of theft. Let's take shelter from the wind at the foot of this wall, sit down, and wait for Wukong to come back, and then hurry. Monks, don't be greedy for such a small bargain!"

Zhu Bajie got the things in his hand, how could there be any reason to send them back?

"Master, in the barren mountains and mountains, people don't know the ghosts, except for ourselves, how can anyone sue us? Even if someone sues, what evidence is there? It's like picking it up, what kind of public stealing is it?"

"Nonsense! People don't know God, heaven doesn't know the earth, the earth doesn't know me, I don't know the heart! The so-called god is like electricity! Send him back quickly, don't love this thing of unknown origin!" The golden cicada was a little annoyed, and her voice became louder.

Zhu Bajie could not listen to it, and smiled at Tang Seng: "Master, since I followed you, I haven't worn such good clothes, if you don't wear them, the old pig has to wear them, taste fresh, and warm his body." When Brother Monkey comes, take it off and give it back to him. ”

Monk Sha next to him also felt that the cold wind was biting, so he came over and took one in his hand: "Second Senior Brother, since this is the case, I will also wear one, it will be warm and warm for the time being, and I will take it off and return it to him later." ”

It's really cold on a snowy day!

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were quick with their hands and feet, took off their outer straight monk's clothes, and put the cotton vest on their bodies.

I was about to reach out and take the straight jacket to put it on, but suddenly I couldn't stand steadily, and I fell to the ground together!

Looking at the two of them again, where are they wearing a vest? It is clearly tied tightly with rope nets and their hands, and they are tied so tightly that even if they are tied hands in the yamen, they can't be tied so quickly and tightly!

The rope net strangled the flesh, and the two people fell to the ground, only to feel pain all over their bodies, and they couldn't break free, and they screamed in unison for a while.

The golden cicada hurriedly came over to untie the rope, but he couldn't even find the end of the rope, where could he untie it? For a while, he complained and was anxious, and he didn't know what to do.

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came, and the three of them looked for their voices and fought a cold war.

I saw a team of goblins coming there, and one of the demons strode over!

The demon had a large bull-like nose on his face, a wide mouth, thick, dark skin, a horn on his head, and a steel spear in his hand.

This group of demons poured out of the door and carried the golden cicada, who had already been frightened, and Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk who fell to the ground, into the hole. And the little demon took the white horse and the luggage into the cave.

With a wave of his hand, the demon took the courtyard platform that had changed in front of him, returned to the cave, and sat on the high seat, laughing.

The little demons pushed the three golden cicadas over and pressed them to their knees.

The demon asked, "Where did the monk come from, who dared to steal my clothes in broad daylight?"

The masters and apprentices knew that they had fallen into the trap of demons, but they had nothing to do. 、

Jin Chanzi thought that this thing should be a thing of Buddhism, but how could it be in the hands of this demon. Aren't you a disciple of Buddhism? By the way, when Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was beaten by Taishang Laojun with a diamond circle, could it be a disciple of Taishang Laojun.

Jin Chanzi pretended to shed tears, and said loudly: "The poor monk is a Tang Qincha in the Eastern Soil, and he went to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures. Because I came to avoid the wind and cold, I accidentally bumped into the fairy court, and my two little apprentices were greedy and took out two vests.

The poor monk would never dare to be greedy, and asked him to send him back to his original place, but he didn't listen, so he fell into the king's organ.

"The King of Wanwang was merciful, spared our lives, and let me go to the west to learn scriptures. When I return to the eastern soil, I will always feel the kindness of the king, and set up a monument for the king to praise through the ages!"

"Hahaha......" The Demon King raised his head and laughed loudly, "Everyone has stolen goods, and there is a face to reassure me?" I heard that you are unclean monks, but when I saw you today, sure enough! Hahaha......

"My master, the holy monk of Buddhism, you dare to say that it is not clean! When my senior brother comes, you will die without a whole body!" Monk Sha scolded.

"I didn't say that your master was not clean, I meant that the three of you were not clean. Your master has done a very good job! He is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, a good person who has practiced in the tenth life, and his meat is the treasure medicine of the world, which is healthy and beautiful! After eating his meat, my white hair has turned black, and my teeth have fallen back, and I still want to eat his meat, counting on him to nourish my skin a little smoother, how can I eat it if it is not clean? Hahaha......

The demon laughed again and touched his face.

His skin is really thick enough, and the pores are thick, and the complexion is dark, which is better than Zhu Bajie's skin, if you peel off the skin, you can make a good drum, and it is estimated that it will not be broken in 10,000 years.

The demon's words made people laugh and angry, but Jin Chanzi understood that this was a disciple of Taoism.

Other demons are going to eat golden cicada meat to live forever, but this demon is going to eat it as a tonic, and he still wants to beautify his face!

This demon is more stinky and beautiful than an old pig!

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but scold: "My senior brother is coming! He is the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!

"It's all your pig's head, it's my good thing!"

As soon as the demon heard Sun Wukong, he no longer laughed, but scolded: "I originally prepared three Najin cotton vests, just to tie up your three brothers, but you were reckless, and you didn't wait for the monkey to come, so you put on your clothes first! One of the three escaped, and when he came, I had to spend another time!"

This demon knows a lot about Jin Chanzi and others, and he also prepared a vest for Sun Wukong, obviously prepared. However, listening to his tone, he still has some scruples about Sun Wukong, "I have long heard that the monkey has great powers, and now how can it be good."

Zhu Bajie has a vulgar appearance, but his mind is coarse and detailed, and he understands that the demon king is afraid of Sun Wukong, and his heart is a little calmer. I was about to use Sun Wukong's majesty to scare the demon king again, but I heard the demon staring at Tang Seng coldly and asking:

"Where's that monkey?"

Jin Chanzi pretended not to hear, recited Amitabha, looked at Zhu Bajie and said, "My eldest apprentice went to Huazhai and will come back immediately." ”

"Okay!" the demon waved his hand, "little ones, tie him up too! Untie the treasures from those two people, tie them up with two strong ropes, and carry them all behind! ”

"Yes, King!"

The little demons agreed, and they all came to do it, tied the three of them firmly, and carried them in the hole in the back, and the white horse was led to the back and tied up, and the luggage was placed in the corner.

Let's say that Sun Wukong stole a bowl of rice from the house in the south and returned the old way. When I got to the flat ground on the hillside, I pressed the cloud head, but found that the master and the junior brother were gone, leaving only the circle drawn by the stick.

Looking at the horseshoe prints, I went to the place where the towers in the valley I saw before, and then I went to see the towers in the valley, which were long gone, and I saw only ancient trees and strange stones.

"Needless to say, it must have been poisoned by the demons in the mountains!"

Tell them to sit here and wait, but they don't listen, but they want to send it to the monster's mouth, afraid that he will have nothing to eat?

Don't even think about it, the pig must have had some idea again!

Lao Sun is going to steal food, you are going to deliver food!

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, it comes very quickly!

Sun Wu screamed strangely, took out a golden hoop stick in his ear, held the bowl in one hand, and carried the stick in the other, and went into the valley to find the monster.

I walked straight for five or six miles, but I didn't see a demon cave. I was anxious and worried in my heart, and suddenly I heard someone talking on the hillside to the north, and I thought to myself, could it be a monster?

When I ran over and looked, it turned out to be an old man walking with a little boy over there.

The old man was dressed in a leather coat, with a fur hat on his head, a pair of half-new and half-used oil boots on his feet, and a dragon-headed cane in his hand.

The child who followed behind was holding a plum blossom that had been folded out of nowhere, and the two of them were reciting lyrics and songs while walking down the hillside.

Sun Wukong walked over, put down the bowl, saluted with both hands, recited "Amitabha", and said: "Old man, the poor monk has inquired!"

The old man hurriedly returned the salute: "Where does the elder come from?"

"The poor monk and his apprentice came from the east and went to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures. When I walked to the front of the valley, my master was hungry, so I went to fast, and told them to sit on the flat ground at the valley and wait for me, and when they came back, they were all gone. May I ask my husband, did you see them?"

"Is there any of your other three who has a long mouth and big ears?" asked the old man with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sun Wukong agreed, it seemed that he had seen Zhu Bajie.

"And another, with a gloomy face, leading a white horse. Is there a fat monk with a white face?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"They're going the wrong way, don't look for them, run for your life!" the old man smiled.