"Wukong! Wukong...! Where are you...!"

Tang Monk put on a pergola in his hand and looked at the sky with his eyes narrowed. He sang in his mouth: "What is flying in the sky? House sparrow or monkey paper? I'm shouting on the ground, have you heard it-?"

"I'll go, the game is a bit timed out, I'm afraid it's going to be a tragedy!" Tang Seng was a little scared: "Wukong, the master of this wilderness is so scary! How good it would be for you to put me in the circle before the game starts! Then I don't have to look for you, just waiting for you to find me. That's a game. Didn't we play it like that before...?"

Monk Tang crawled into the woods.

"Wukong, where are you? Master, I'm probably going to be caught by monsters again! Come out and save me! Stop hiding or not! "Shit or not!" Tang Seng shouted hard to the depths of the forest with his throat.

At the same time, a one-eyed tiger monster stood fifty meters behind Tang Seng and looked at it, showing the appearance of a ferocious monster, with its fangs very well.

"My mother, Wukong, it seems that Master, I feel bored and suggests playing hide-and-seek with you is wrong! The long journey to obtain the scriptures, how could there be such a straight tree and a scary tiger on the road. Wukong, can you hear it? Wukong, why are you so a monkey? Don't hide it anymore. The big tiger is coming on the stage, you should be awesome!" Tang Monk continued to scream in the depths of the forest, and his terrified expression was hanging on his face, and his sweat beads were poured out.

The breeze is blowing, and the sun is in the sky.

Before Tang Monk met this one-eyed tiger monster, he had encountered many strange monsters. He should have had enough experience and remained calm and his heart was not beating, but Tang Monk still ignored his demeanor as a Tang Dynasty monk, grinned and shook his arms.

"Wow! Wukong, you are too stubborn. You can't even scream like this. If you don't come out, I will recite the curse of the pain in the brain!" Tang Monk wanted to use the killer weapon to call for help.

"Damn! The bald man was foolish again. He passed by Wuzhishan a month ago and shitted without paper. He grabbed the talisman paper that Tathagata suppressed me and wiped my butt, and indirectly made me jump out. Then I was fooled by him and became his disciple. After wearing a tight hoop, I played hide-and-seek with the bald man almost every day. And every time he played, as long as he couldn't find me and wanted to win, he would call the monster to come and cheat me out. He really thought I was not good at using my brain? Why do I say that I am a few hundred years older than you, bald child!"

Sun Wukong hid behind a big tree deep in the forest and complained.

After the complaint was finished, Sun Wukong looked up at the sky, recalling the glorious days when he was the Monkey King outside the sky five hundred years ago. He patted the Jade Emperor's shoulders, scraped Yang Jian's nose, looked at Chang'e's palms, and flirted with the bottom of the fairy's skirt...

Sun Wukong was so immersed in memory that Tang Seng howled his life.

"Hey hey, I said you're almost done, stop shouting, go with me honestly, the water is boiling, just be just like taking a hot spring bath, it's not painful. After you shouted for a while, my eyes were staring out of my way, and my teeth were numb, which was not easy. Don't you all believe in Buddhism be compassionate? Just take pity on me and give me some love. It's difficult for me to be a demon. I hope you can fulfill it." The one-eyed tiger monster persuaded Tang Seng to despair in a gentle tone.

However, Tang Monk would not despair. He was sweating profusely and threw away the monk's hat on his head and the Zen Staff in his hand. Then he rolled up his sleeves and continued to shout.

"The killer move is useless. You are so monkey. Okay, I have a genital. Master can't think it's really impossible. I started chanting the mantra of brain pain. It's starting, it's really starting!"

Tang Monk gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and his eyes were fascinated. He clasped his hands together, and his mouth was filled with messy spells.

"No house, no car, no money, no son, no brains, no fool, a monkey, a drunken sky court, pressing on Wuzhifeng Peak..."

In an instant, the spell that floated out of Tang Monk's mouth changed into golden lightnings, which penetrated into the forest at the speed of a gust of wind, and swung around the towering trees, hovering in front of Sun Wukong for a moment. Sun Wukong had no time to hide, and then thunder and lightning struck Sun Wukong's head with sparks scattered.

“Ah—ah—ah—ah—”

After Sun Wukong let out a few shrill screams, he flashed to Tang Seng.

Seeing the monkey hair on Sun Wukong's head exploded, and the black smoke blew, Sun Wukong looked desperate.

When Tang Seng saw Sun Wukong coming to him, he was immediately surprised. He first used his mouth that had not been brushing his teeth for half a month to pop on Sun Wukong's face, and then said:

"Wukong, wouldn't it be better to come out early? Is it necessary to see the monster in this thunder monkey's shape? Do you remember the 388th article in "One Thousand Articles of Respect for Teachers" written by Master?"

Sun Wukong nodded in pain and anger after suppressing his inner pain and anger.

"Very good, let me recite it to my master." Tang Seng ordered.

Sun Wukong nodded, and then he recited unwillingly, looking very lazy: "Article 388, Master will be here as you pass, do not be slow, do not fart while coming to Master, cut..."

"stop!"

Tang Monk began to teach again because of Sun Wukong's lazy appearance: "Wukong, don't blame your master for nagging, and your master doesn't want to nag like this. It's just that as a master, the teaching of his disciples is indispensable. Look, when you recite Article 388 of "One Thousand Articles of Respect for Teachers" written by Master himself, you find that your monkey is frustrated, restless and absent-minded. First of all, this behavior..."

The one-eyed tiger monster couldn't listen anymore. He interrupted Tang Seng and said, "Tang Seng, you can't just nag like this just because you call Tang Seng. The very old-fashioned character will not be liked by the world."

After listening to the Tiger Monster's suggestion, Tang Monk nodded and said, "It makes sense. As Tang Monk, you must keep pace with the times and dare to innovate. Isn't it better to just recite the curse of the pain in the brain and punish Wukong?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he took a deep breath and said, "Master, I know you have a big prejudice against me not flashing in time in front of you. You are very angry, but I thought you were lying to me. I didn't expect that there was really a monster this time. Why not do this? Let's talk about the monster in front of me first?"

Tang Monk held up his chin and thought about it, snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, there is time to deal with your monkey problem."

After hearing the conversation between Sun Wukong and Tang Seng, the one-eyed tiger monster laughed wildly: "A mere skinny monkey dares to say something arrogant like killing me, it would be too much for me to look down on myself, right? If you can really kill me, I will be reincarnated as a pig in the next life."

After saying that, the one-eyed tiger monster continued to laugh wildly.

Before the laughter stopped, a huge wave of sand and dust came.

"Oh, I suddenly became powerful, so terrible, so violent."

As Tang Seng said, he hurriedly picked up the monk's hat and Zen staff that he had thrown to the ground, and then ran to the back of a big tree to watch secretly.

In the confusion, Sun Wukong suddenly had his Ruyi Golden Cudgel with a strong golden light in his hand. Of course, he has now been renamed Pili Invincible Papa Golden Bang by Tang Seng.

Sun Wukong stood majestic in the sand, like a majestic peak. While rubbing the stick that was inserted vertically on the ground with his left hand, he used his right hand to pull the haircut style. His movements were slow and vigorous, and his aura was shocking.

"Damn! You're cool again!" Tang Seng gave Sun Wukong a blank look behind the big tree.

The one-eyed tiger monster is not showing weakness. After all, he is used to being a monster, so he doesn't care about this overwhelming dust.

Suddenly, the two tiger claws of the one-eyed tiger monster lit up. Before he could show off his handsomeness, he saw his arm bleeding. It seemed that his claws cut his arm the moment he came out.

"Hiss--It hurts, can you bandage it first?" The one-eyed tiger monster asked Sun Wukong.

"Qiuyi! Please give me a try!" Sun Wukong agreed readily.

"No, monkey, are you stupid? Beat! Beat to death!" Tang Monk, who was hiding behind the big tree, ordered loudly.

"There is no way. The boss said it. If you don't beat it, you will have a headache. Anyway, if you wrap it up, you will die. Why take off your pants and fart it? I'll bother that time!" Sun Wukong shrugged helplessly, then waved his stick, and flashed in front of the tiger monster, and hit the tiger monster's head with a bang.

The tiger monster's brain splashed, and fell down in confusion, staring at its big round eyes.

At the moment when the tiger monster was about to die, he asked, "What are your name, thin monkey?"

"My name is Sun Wukong, a sad monkey who seeks scriptures. Thank you for your care!" After Wukong said that, he put on a self-deprecating look.

Puchi—Vomit—

The tiger monster spat out a mouthful of blood and squeezed out a sentence: "There is no tiger or monkey in the mountains to become the king, and this forest belongs to you."

Then burp directly. If there is a system, such a sound will appear next to the tiger monster's corpse.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations, the burp task is completed!"

There seemed to be a tear in Sun Wukong's eyes. He looked at the tiger monster lying on the ground with a pity, and was a little moved by its last words before his death.

Immediately afterwards, the sand and dust dissipated and the place became quiet again.

There is still a large green forest, with the beautiful scenery of bright sunshine and white clouds floating above us.

"The 16th demon that was killed." Sun Wukong muttered in a low voice.

Tang Monk watched behind the big tree that the one-eyed tiger monster died. He clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha Buddha, good, good, and walked out from behind the big tree.

Tang Monk came behind Sun Wukong a few steps, knocked Sun Wukong with a Zen Staff, staring at the head of the one-eyed tiger monster and said, "Wukong, just kill this tiger demon with a stick. Master will not investigate what happened just now. After all, Master is a generous monk."

After saying that, Tang Seng took a look at the tiger monster's corpse and felt sorry for twitching his mouth.

Sun Wukong nodded, then turned the stick away, then picked up the tiger monster's body with one hand and walked into the depths of the forest, intending to find a Feng Shui treasure land to bury the tiger monster.

Tang Monk saw Sun Wukong's actions. He nodded with satisfaction and whispered: "Wukong is becoming more and more monkey-like. It's not a shame that he is my apprentice. He has a good attitude and kindness in his work. I like it."

After saying that, Tang Seng grinned and gave Sun Wukong a thumbs up at the back.

In just a while, the weather that was so clear just now, dark clouds gathered and rushed towards the sun.

After sitting cross-legged, Tang Monk recited the sutra for the tiger monster, he looked up at the drowsy sky, and sucked his mouth and said, "It seems that it is going to rain. You need to leave here as soon as possible and find a place to shelter from the rain."

Tang Seng said, taking out the picture of the West to obtain the scriptures from the bag beside him, and then unfolding to see.

At this time, Sun Wukong returned from the forest with a drooping head. He walked to Tang Seng and sat on the ground with a blank expression.

"Master, it's going to rain. Where are you going next?" asked Sun Wukong.

Tang Monk looked on the road map for a long time with his eyes, muttering: "Go north, south, south, west, right and east..." Then he pointed to the location of the city with his hand and said: "Qiyang City is thirty miles west of this place."

After Tang Seng finished speaking, Sun Wukong let out a oh, and then turned into a black-maned horse, and stood in front of Tang Seng with his hooves scratching his feet.

Tang Monk looked at it and said, "Damn! The color is wrong. I lost a white horse a few days ago. You can change it again."

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong changed from a black-maned horse to a white horse.

Since Tang Monk's white horse was eaten by the demon dragon in the Demon Dragon Pond a few days ago, Sun Wukong would have to be asked to turn into a horse for him to ride as a ride.

Although the color that Sun Wukong hates most is white, under the constraints of the tight hoop, he could only restrain all his personality and habits. He had to obediently serve Tang Monk and be ordered by Tang Monk.
Chapter completed!