After leaving Chang'an, Tang Sanzang and two foreign slaves traveled westward, but they had never encountered a monster on the way.

Three or four days ago, I didn't catch up with the town to stay in the city. I encountered a large wild boar while sleeping in the woods. However, the wild boar was killed by two strong slaves with two javelins. This was the most thrilling experience.

There is no need to take action, Tang Sanzang just thought he was traveling around the mountains and rivers. It seems that monsters gathered around Jinshan Temple. It was entirely because of him that there were still few monsters in the Tang Dynasty.

A few days later, I arrived at Hezhou Guard, where I had reached the border of the Tang Dynasty. The generals of the border town and the monks and Taoists respectfully welcomed me. I stayed in Fukuhara Temple that night.

Lying on the bed in the simple and elegant Zen room, Tang Sanzang thought about the scene he saw along the way. The people of the Tang Dynasty lived a stable and peaceful life, which shows that Li Simin is still very successful in handling political affairs.

Tang Sanzang actually didn't know much about Journey to the West in his memory in his previous life. He really didn't know what he knew about it, such as the scene of making a fuss in the Heavenly Palace, the three-hit blow to the White Bone Spirit, the scene of Zhu Bajie carrying his wife, and how Tang Monk and his disciples went to the West.

However, this world seems to be different from the world of Journey to the West, so it doesn't matter to Tang Sanzang. Just go west all the way. If you take the wrong path, Guanyin and Buddha will probably be even more anxious.

Just as he was about to go to bed, Tang Sanzang's ears moved and he narrowed his eyes to the room next to him. The two slaves lived there, and were talking in a low voice. With Tang Sanzang's ear power, he concentrated on listening, and naturally he heard it all the time.

The two of them used the language of the Western Regions, which was generally not understood by the Tang people. However, a few years ago, Tang Sanzang was worried that if he really wanted to travel west, he would not even ask for a road if he had no language, so he went to learn the common language of the Western Regions, which would come in handy.

"Brother, we will leave the territory of the Tang Dynasty tomorrow. When we enter the mountains and forests, we will run away."

"What are you running away? That monk is fair and beautiful than the Tang people's ladies. We brothers have not met a woman for so many years. We will take him to eat meat tomorrow and then snatch his luggage and go back to Baoxiang Country."

"Brother is really easy to plan. I have long disliked this monk..."

Tang Sanzang took out his ears with a strange expression and did not continue to listen to the conversation between the two slaves. A few days ago, he saw that these two guys were restless. If he just wanted to escape, he wouldn't bother to stop him, but if he had the idea on him, it would be a bit unkind.

The next morning, after eating vegetarian food, Tang Sanzang bid farewell to the monk in the temple, rode a white horse, and led two slaves to continue traveling west.

After leaving the Tang Dynasty, there was no wide avenue. The mountain path was steep and difficult to walk. Many places were covered by bushes. Two slaves carried their luggage and carried hatches in their hands to open the road ahead. Tang Sanzang led the white horse and followed them slowly behind them.

Even monsters are not afraid, so Tang Sanzang naturally would not use two slaves whose combat power is only stronger than wild boars, but he wanted to see what these two guys wanted to do, which would be considered a long-term understanding.

After walking dozens of miles, even Tang Sanzang admired the patience of these two slaves, the two men who were leading the way finally stopped, turned around and walked towards Tang Sanzang with hatchets.

Both slaves were tall, bald, covered in bronze-colored skin, and a slave with a branding iron on their faces. They were slaves for life. They should be soldiers captured by the Tang Dynasty's Western Expedition to the Western Regions the year before yesterday, and all of them acted as slaves.

Tang Sanzang looked around and showed a bit of surprise. He felt the aura of monsters nearby. He had been in contact with monsters since he was a child, and he was very sensitive to these things.

"That monk, our brothers want to get you. Take off your clothes and lift them up, otherwise, or I will kill you." The slave a little taller among them pointed the hatchet in his hand and shouted, saying, "The Tang Dynasty is quite simplistic."

Tang Sanzang glanced at the two of them, turned over the horse's back, whipped the horse's whip, and rushed towards the dense forest beside him.

"Don't run! Don't run!" The two slaves shouted loudly in Western languages, chasing Tang Sanzang with big strides.

In this dense forest, the two slaves had already stopped Tang Sanzang's horse. The shorter slave said viciously: "Monster, you dare to run away, I want to... kill you." After that, they were about to step forward.

Tang Sanzang looked at the two of them but raised his hand and waved it, and said with a smile: "By bye."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them were empty-handed, screaming and falling down. It turned out that the two of them were standing on a trap.

Tang Sanzang rode his horse and took two steps forward, poked his head out and took a look. The pit was really not shallow, three or four meters deep, and the two foreign slaves fell and fell to death, screaming from below.

"Young guys, come and have some snacks!" At this moment, a tiger roar came with a strange cry, and suddenly there was a rustling sound from all directions of the mountains and forests, and a bunch of monsters rushed out, including tigers, leopards, wolfs and snakes, and even a few running trees, all around.

Tang Sanzang's white horse was shocked by the tiger's roar, and his legs fell down, shrank his head and did not dare to move. Tang Sanzang landed on the ground, looking at the monsters that were several times larger than normal animals, his expression remained unchanged at all.

However, when his eyes fell on the man who was leading the leader with a tiger-toothed, bearded and holding a big bone stick, he showed a hint of curiosity.

This guy seems to be talking humanly, right?

Over the years, Tang Sanzang hasn't seen a monster who speaks humans. The first time I saw it, I was naturally very curious. He no longer believed that monsters could speak.

Judging from his appearance, he should be a tiger spirit. The little girl has tiger teeth and two small ones, which is cute. This guy has a mouth, and looks like a jagged teeth, which is very ugly.

The tiger spirit usually calls himself General Yin, and was also looking at Tang Sanzang. As long as he met in these years, no one of the humans he had met was scared to make his butts flow. The bald man was not afraid of them at all when he saw them, but instead looked at them, which made him feel a little careful.

He can cultivate into a human form, his IQ is no worse than that of ordinary people. He has also heard of some rumors that immortal cultivators are powerful. He was planning to let the little demon beside him test the bald head, but the bald head has already spoken.

"Hey, that cat monster, do you speak human words, right? Let me tell me a few more words." Tang Sanzang looked at the tiger monster and said with a smile.

General Yin's face darkened. Although he didn't quite understand what the cat monster was, he instinctively felt that the bald man was mocking him. While he was angry, he was also a little more alert. He looked at Tang Sanzang and shouted: "Little bald man, who are you? You dare to run into this king's realm. Aren't you afraid of being eaten by me?"

The monsters on the side also shouted in response, and for a moment they howled, with a terrifying momentum.
Chapter completed!