In the quiet forest, there was a hint of discordant sound......

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The girl's delicate panting is particularly harsh in the silent forest,

"I'm going, I'm going to see Lang Zhong!"

Sanfu looked speechlessly at Wukong, who was lying on the ground with his hands on top of his head, his legs clamped, twisting around, his face flushed, as if he had just experienced something indescribable, the corners of his mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to step on this cheap monkey in his heart, and tried to keep his mouth calm,

"Get up, pack up your things and sleep here, and set off early tomorrow morning to learn the scriptures!"

"Ang~ People have no strength, they can't get up, they have to take off the sleeve to get up!"

Goku continues to wriggle and twist on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The face of the three burials was black, and the blue tendons on the forehead burst out,

"Then lie down!"

With a roar, he turned and went into the woods in search of dinner.

When he came back with the carcass of a huge boar spirit, he saw Wukong standing beside the horse with a spring breeze on his face waiting for him, as if he had encountered something happy.

"What's the matter, so excited to pick up the money?"

The third funeral asked casually.

"Lao Sun just went back to Huaguo Mountain, the little monkeys are doing well, Lao Sun can rest assured!"

Looking at her gentle smiling face, Sanfu's heart seemed to be touched, as if there was a kind of ...... Homely feeling.

"Yes. ”

The third burial smiled, went to the forest to pick up some dead branches, put them together, took out a fire fold, lit the dead branches, and turned them into bonfires.

Pick up the knife, walk to the wild boar essence, skillfully peel the skin and shave the meat, remove only the tenderloin with the best taste, clean it, cut it into small pieces, take out the bamboo skewers and put it on the fire.

"Well, master, why don't you eat this at night? Aren't monks not allowed to eat meat?"

Wukong saw him barbecue and asked suspiciously, this monk is really strange, he looks so thin but has a surprising strength, he actually drinks wine and eats meat!

The third funeral glanced at her when she heard this, "What do you know about this little girl, I have wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha will stay in his heart!"

"I'm young, I'm five hundred and seventeen years old!"

Goku waited for him dissatisfied,

"I'm old enough to be your great-great-great-great-grandmother!"

Sanfu glanced at her, flicked her fingers, and an invisible shockwave instantly hit Wukong's forehead, she covered her forehead with an "oops" and looked at him aggrievedly.

"You're not my apprentice yet, I said you're a little girl, aren't you too, do you hear!"

"You!...... Yes!Master~~"

Wukong wanted to refute, but when he saw his two fingers stretched out, he trembled, and could only helplessly say yes.

After a while, the meat is roasted, the aroma spreads, the monster is full of treasures, the meat is even more tender and juicy, just roasted will exude a charming aroma, plus the sauce on the three burial brushes, it is even more fragrant, the wind is fragrant for ten miles, the three burial masters and apprentices have not yet eaten, but the various little demons in the forest are restless first......

"It smells so good!" "What smells so good!" "Made's starving me, go see something!"

The goblins and beasts within a radius of ten miles gradually surrounded them.

The three funeral masters and apprentices were feasting, Wukong ate too fast, almost bit his tongue several times, and muttered while eating,

"It's delicious, it's delicious, master, your skills are awesome!

Sanfu looked at her gobbling up, smiled, and her heart seemed to be filled with something called warmth, and touched her head,

"You like me to make it for you every day in the future. ”

Suddenly, a pair of green eyes gradually appeared behind her, and the three buried grinned nonchalantly,

"Yo! Summoned the goblins?"

He has no fear, and Wukong has seen these monsters a long time ago, but she is the Monkey King who dares to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and she is even more afraid.

The three burials looked at this group of drooling goblins, sneered, and said to Wukong:

"It's up to you, Wukong Beast, go ahead, it's time to protect your teacher!"

"Okay!"

Wukong stood up and patted his buttocks, clenched his fists, and shouted: "Little goblins, Lao Sun is here, don't run!"

Shouting and rushing to the goblin pile, without using a golden hoop stick, three punches and two kicks beat the goblins to pieces, crying dad and calling mother, a wolf demon saw Wukong so ferocious, he didn't dare to step forward to find a beating, he caught a glimpse of the three burials, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pounced with a roar!

The three burials looked at the wolf demon who didn't know whether to live or die calmly, picked up a piece of firewood from the bonfire, and gently threw it at the wolf demon, and the firewood slid through a graceful arc and smashed towards the wolf demon.

"Cut!"

The wolf demon sneered, a small piece of firewood wants to smash your wolf master, this monk is scared stupid!

With a slight wave of his claws, he heard a click, and the inconspicuous firewood actually broke his claws!

No way!!

The wolf demon roared angrily in his heart, his claws were as sharp as clay, and he could easily grab a thousand catties of boulders, and his bones were even harder than steel, and he was actually broken by a piece of firewood!

The thought stayed here, because his head was also smashed by the firewood, and the firewood then passed through the bodies of several little demons and disappeared into the forest sea.

The little demons froze together, and after a while, I don't know who shouted,

"Run! That monk is Tang San's burial!"

In an instant, the eyes of the little demons flashed with great horror, as if they had seen some desolate monster, they all turned around and ran away!

When the three burials heard that they knew their names, they were stunned, and then shouted to Wukong,

"Wukong, grab one alive!"

"Alas!"

Wukong agreed, grabbed the neck of a little demon casually, lifted it up, and carried it in front of the three burials, and the three burials stretched out their hands and "snapped" to the monster in the head, shaking their legs and squinting at him,

"Say, how did you know that my name was Tang San's burial!"

"Three...... The three funeral masters spare their lives, the little one is to listen to the little demon who escaped from General Yin's mansion, and he said...... It is said that a high monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and made a 108,000-pound Zen staff, a pair of iron fists to bury demons and demons to bury all beings, and there were no chickens and dogs left where he passed, so as soon as he heard your name, he quickly fled for his life......"

The three funerals couldn't help but be happy when they heard it,

"Hey, who is so talented, and a 108,000-pound Zen staff, my Zen staff has been hanging on the horse for two days and I haven't seen the horse crushed to death, heh, it's really funny!"

After speaking, he carried the little demon neck stalk and threw it away, and the little demon screamed and turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the sky in the distance.

Shaking his head, he took out the tent from his luggage and set it up,

"Wukong, you go in and sleep, I'll spend the night outside, and I'll find a way to get another one tomorrow. ”

"No need!"

Wukong jumped up as he spoke, jumped on a thick branch, fell backwards at will, lay on the branch, and lifted Erlang's legs, so comfortable,

"I'll just sleep in a tree. ”

"Okay. ”

Remembering that she was a monkey after all, she was not reluctant, and slept in the tent by herself......

When I woke up, the sky was already bright, I got up and nibbled on some dry food, beckoned Wukong to get up, the master and apprentice two packed up and continued on the road, this time Wukong opened the road in front, she plucked out her ears, took out the golden hoop stick, and threw a pestle on the ground, the action was chic, but the face of the three burials behind was black like the bottom of the pot,

"Wukong, what's that stick in your hand?"

"The golden hoop stick, Lao Sun's golden hoop stick weighs 108,000 catties, and it is the Dinghai Shen Needle given to Lao Sun by the old dragon king back then!"

"It's not this, I'm asking you what that trembling mosaic is on the head of the golden hoop!"

The three burials gritted their teeth and shouted,

Wukong was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and with a whoosh, he carried the golden hoop stick behind him, and laughed dryly,

"Ahaha, that, I forgot to change it back after using it last night, ahaha, ahaha!"

Sanfu looked at the trembling thick vibrating stick, tried to calm down, suppressed the urge to slap this cheap monkey to death, cursed secretly, and continued to walk forward......