Sun Wukong got the decree of Guanyin Buddha, his expression was excited, he returned to the clouds, came to the entrance of the cave, made a fist with one hand, made a stick with the other, and shouted: "Open the door of the monster!"

Those little demons hurriedly went in and reported: "There is a monk outside knocking on the door!"

The red boy smiled and said, "Close the door tightly! Don't pay attention to him!" He knew that Sun Wukong's somersault cloud was powerful, and even if he had Samadhi True Fire, it would be difficult to trap Sun Wukong again, so he was ready to lure Sun Wukong into the cave and turn him into a roast monkey.

There is Tang Seng in the cave, and the red boy is not afraid that Sun Wukong will not come in.

Sun Wukong shouted one or twenty times in a row, but the red boy ignored it, he rolled his eyes and shouted: "Red boy, my son, why did you block Lao Tzu from the door?"

The little demon reported again: "The man scolded that!"

The red boy's face flashed with shame, and he reluctantly suppressed it, and said, "Don't pay attention to him!"

Sun Wukong saw that the red boy could bear it, and sneered in his heart: "I think you can endure it for a long time?" and shouted again: "My son, when I was intimate with your mother in the past, he told me that he wanted me to treat you like a parent. Now that my father is here, why don't you open the door to greet me? Aren't you welcoming me, a cheap father?"

The red boy has always disliked the Rakshasa girl, but he can't bear to be insulted by someone like this, so he jumps out, holds a spear, and scolds the walker: "Splash the monkey's head, the boss is not interesting! I let you get some cheap words, and you are not satisfied, and you come to deceive me again! Are you looking for death?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "My son, how can I get a little cheap in words? Your mother let me take advantage of the boss!"

Sun Wukong was afraid that the red boy would not come out, but he steamed Tang Seng in the cave, so he could only venture into the cave to die, so he left no room to speak.

The red boy was suddenly ashamed and angry, and Sun Wukong's words hurt him too much. He didn't speak, but stabbed him in the chest with his spear.

Sun Wukong raised an iron rod and returned the frame.

After four or five rounds of fighting, Sun Wukong clenched his fists, dragged his stick, and was defeated.

The red boy stood in front of the mountain and said, "I'm going to scrub Tang Seng!"

Sun Wukong's heart froze, he opened his palm, and a white light emitted from his palm, which shot into the red child's eyes, and said: "Good son, the sky is watching you!

When the red boy heard this, he became more and more angry, shouted, rushed to the front, and stabbed again.

Sun Wukong fought a few times with a wheel, and then lost and left.

The red boy scolded: "Monkey, you have the ability to be twenty or thirty in front of you, why are you going to leave when you are fighting now, why not?"

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Xianlang, Lao Tzu is afraid that you will set fire." ”

The red boy said, "I won't set the fire anymore, you come up." ”

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Don't set fire, go away, a good man don't beat people in front of his house." ”

Since the red boy was shot into his eyes by the white light, his spirit was a little overexcited, where could he see that it was fraud at this time?

Sun Wukong dragged the stick and flew in front, and the red boy was confused and just wanted to catch up. Those who walk forward are like shooting stars, and those who walk back are like crossbow arrows off the string.

After a while, I saw the Bodhisattva. Sun Wukong said: "My son, I'm afraid of you." Why haven't you gone back to the Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea now?"

The red boy blushed and gritted his teeth, just rushing.

It turned out that although the red boy had great magical powers, his marksmanship and Samadhi True Fire Divine Powers were both top-notch magical powers, which were enough for him to run rampant in the Three Realms.

But there is one point, although his magical power is strong, his cultivation is only in the realm of heavenly immortals, and he has not been able to advance to the golden immortal, and his spirit is not solid.

Guanyin started from here, using the word "mystery" to invade his spirit, causing the red boy to fall into confusion, which attracted him.

Sun Wukong hid his body in the divine light and shadow of the Bodhisattva.

Seeing that there was no walker, the red boy approached, opened his round eyes, and said to the Bodhisattva: "Are you the rescuer invited by Sun Monkey?" He had seen Guanyin in Tushi Palace before, so he spoke very politely, because Taishang Laojun didn't take Guanyin seriously, so he naturally didn't take Guanyin seriously.

Guanyin closed his mouth and did not agree.

The red boy swung his spear and shouted, "Duh, are you the rescuer invited by Sun Monkey?"

The Bodhisattva did not agree.

The red boy snorted angrily, stabbed the Bodhisattva in the heart, Guanyin turned into golden light, and walked straight into the nine skies.

Sun Wukong followed closely behind Guanyin and said, "Bodhisattva, you are so deceitful to ambush me!" The red boy asked you again and again, why did you push the deaf and pretend to be dumb, and you didn't dare to make a sound, and he took it away with a shot, but he left the lotus platform behind!"

Guanyin said: "Mo Yan, see what he wants." ”

After saying this, Guanyin stretched out his finger and pointed out a cloud of white light, and the white light quietly disappeared into the Red Boy Mud Pill Palace.

Sun Wukong and Mu Fork are both in the air, looking at each other side by side. I saw the red boy sneering: "Splash monkey head, you recognized the wrong person, ran to the South China Sea to invite a pustule Bodhisattva, but I shot him, and he was knocked out of sight, and he lost a Baolian platform, and waited for me to go up and sit down." ”

The red boy didn't know that he had fallen for Guanyin's spell, and he also learned from the Bodhisattva, sitting in the middle of it.

Sun Wukong and Mu Cha glanced at each other, and they both felt a chill in their backs. The red boy was originally looking for Sun Wukong to avenge him, but after falling into the Guanyin spell, he didn't ask Sun Wukong, but ran to sit on the lotus platform of Guanyin.

Sun Wukong said: "Bodhisattva, the red boy has powerful powers, please take a quick shot to capture him, so that he will not wake up." "The red boy is the illegitimate son of the Dao ancestor, how can the Daomen let him be bullied? If someone exerts great magic power to wake up the red child, and the red child uses the true fire of samadhi, Guanyin may not be able to descend.

"Wukong, you see he is sitting firmly on the lotus platform!" Guanyin said as he stretched out his hand and pointed downward.

Sun Wukong looked down intently, only to see Guanyin designate the willow branch down, and shouted "Retreat!" I saw that the lotus platform was gone, the auspicious light was gone, and the demon king was sitting on the tip of the knife.

"Make the demon pestle, and beat the hilt of the sword. Guanyin said to the wooden fork, his voice calm, but with an unmistakable taste.

The wooden fork pressed the head of the cloud, and the magic pestle, like building a wall, was built more than a thousand times.

The red boy pierced through his legs and the tip of the knife came out, and the blood flowed into a flesh.

At this time, he was in pain all over, and finally woke up from the word "mystery", he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and threw away his spear, and pulled the knife out with his hand.

Sun Wukong smiled: "Bodhisattva, he is not afraid of pain, and he also draws a sword." ”

When Guanyin saw it, he called Mu Zha up and said, "Don't hurt his life." But he hung down the willow branches, chanted a spell, and that day the knife became a barbed hook, like a wolf's tooth, and it could not fade.

The red boy panicked at this time, and hurriedly raised his fist, ready to smash it into his nose, Guanyin stretched out his hand and pointed, and a circle of light appeared, telling him with both hands.

The red boy couldn't resist, so he had to say bitterly: "Bodhisattva, the disciple has eyes but no beads, and he doesn't know your vast mana. A thousand beggars are merciful, spare my life. ”