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Chapter 371 Wukong, bring the knife

After summing up his overall strength and feeling that he is not so weak, Tang Sanzan, after confirming that his second apprentice has cheats to eat and supplement, stepped on the white horse again and started a pleasant journey to the west.

Now, I have two apprentices, one who can fight monsters and upgrade, and the other who can eat whatever he wants, plus his own ultimate kill.

The trio formed a group, it was an invincible trio.

When encountering a powerful monster, he hugged his thigh, the Great Sage made up the knife, and after the tender death, Bajie was responsible for destroying the corpse—that is, eating it.

The great sage who makes up the knife can upgrade, and the second senior brother who destroys the corpse can obtain other people's innate supernatural powers.

In this way, it is a perfect match.

So, who should we eat next?

Riding on a white horse, Tang Sanzan took out a traditional version of "Journey to the West" from his ring, and opened it.
Well, there is no way to eat at the next stop.

why? ?

The next stop is another apprentice.

Thinking of my two apprentices now, one fights monsters and upgrades, the other eats and supplements, and the other pricks my heart more than the other.

If a third one is accepted here, who knows what tricks his unreliable master will open?
In case your master's morality is broken, give me a link that can be upgraded by calling 666.
Thinking of that kind of scene, Tang Sanzan felt that he was the only one who could cool down his heart.

In this way, after confirming that the target of the next stop cannot be killed or eaten, Tang Sanzan no longer has the desire to rush on the road.

The three master and apprentice strolled along the way, and it took half a month to cross the [-]-mile Huangfengling.

After passing Huangfengling, there is a vast plain to the west.

After walking for a few more days, the plain ahead was not yet complete, and the sound of rumbling water was already heard in the distance.

"Wukong, Bajie, the Liusha River should be ahead."

Hearing the sound of running water, Tang Sanzan patted the head of the white horse under his crotch. After these days of running-in, the white horse, which had already mastered human nature, understood, and ran forward with its hooves for a stick of incense.

After a stick of incense, Tang Sanzan stopped in front of the rolling river.

Walking up the river for less than a few tens of meters, I saw a big stone standing beside the river, with three big characters written on it - Liusha River.

Under the three characters of "Liusha River", there are four lines of small characters.

"Eight hundred quicksands, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers can't fly, but reed flowers sink to the bottom."

"Master, it's really arrived at the Liusha River. You old man, take a short rest, and wait for my old pig to go to the river and call Junior Brother Nasha up."

These days have been passed with trepidation, and the second senior brother, who was walking in a prudent manner, knew when he saw this stele that it had really arrived at the Liusha River.

Thinking of the past two weeks, my master mentioned this Liusha River more than once, and that there is a Quicksand Spirit living under this river, who is a member of their destined scripture learning team and will become his third junior brother.

The second senior brother who wanted to express himself and refresh his goodwill in Master's heart immediately begged for orders.

Tang Sanzan nodded, and the second senior brother said, "Okay, plop, and jumped into the quicksand river."

But this Zhu Bajie, in his previous life, was the marshal of the canopy who was in charge of the [-] navy in the heavenly court.

Although the three thousand weak waters of the Liusha River are miraculous, they can't help the second senior brother who was born as Marshal Tianpeng at all.

After the second senior brother jumped into the Liusha River, he plunged down and reached the bottom of the river.

The surface of the Quicksand River is turbid with rolling silt, but the bottom of the river is extremely clear.

Falling to the bottom of the river, the second brother's small eyes were as big as two soybeans, and he wandered around, just searching.

After a while, the target was found.

But at the bottom of the water, there is a cave built by strange rocks on the seabed. In the cave, a big man with red hair on his head and a red beard came out of the cave holding a crescent shovel.

"Whoever dares to come to my Liusha River to be presumptuous, eat me with a shovel."

The quicksand spirit came out of the cave, and when it saw the second senior brother, it dropped a shovel without saying a word.

Seeing Lao Sha coming out, the second senior brother opened his mouth to speak, but saw that Lao Sha didn't agree with each other and immediately struck.

Immediately pinched the water-avoiding formula with one hand, and raised the nine-tooth nail rake with the other to block it.

Lao Sha used all his strength to shovel, but the second senior brother responded hastily, and was immediately beaten back more than ten meters.

Seeing that the pig-headed monster was so weak, the quicksand spirit immediately wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Fortunately, after blocking this, the second senior brother took the opportunity to speak.

"Rolling blind, it's me."

As soon as the words came out, Lao Sha stopped what he was doing, "You are."

The one who could recognize him as the Rolling Curtain General was obviously not an unknown person, Lao Sha held the crescent shovel in both hands, looked at the second senior brother defensively and asked.

"Me? My canopy!"

Hearing this, the crescent shovel in Lao Sha's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Under the bewildered expression of the second senior brother, Lao Sha bent his legs and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Lao Sha bowed when he saw the second senior brother's tiger's body shaking.

After kneeling on the ground, Lao Sha got excited and opened his mouth to shout, "Hahaha! Canopy, you pig-headed monster turned out to be a canopy.

I thought that if I rolled the curtain and accidentally broke a glazed cup, I would be sent to heaven and be trapped in the Liusha River. Suffering from the seven swords piercing the heart every day is already miserable enough, but I don’t want your canopy to be worse than me.

Hahaha!Pig head!

No, you can't laugh, Canopy and I are good friends, I can't laugh at him.

But I can't help it~ Hahahahahaha~"

Second senior brother: "."

It's over, the kid is crazy.

Hearing Lao Sha laughing at him at first, the second senior brother was still full of displeasure.

After all, no matter what, the relationship between the two was pretty good when they were in Heaven, and they were friends who could sit together drinking and bragging in their spare time.

But now this bastard saw himself in trouble, and even laughed at himself, laughing so hard.

However, seeing Lao Sha's dispirited state of mind and soul at this time, and his physical vitality on the verge of extinction, and hearing Lao Sha's daily suffering from the seven swords piercing his heart, the second senior brother suddenly stopped being angry.

Seeing the crazy Lao Sha, the second brother's eyes were full of sympathy.

How ruthless is this heaven? ,

The rolling shutter general has followed the Jade Emperor since he ascended the throne, and has served for hundreds of millions of years, with hard work and hard work.

Now just for a journey to the west, I found a reason to smash the glazed cup and demoted to the mortal world.

It is even more so that the charge of breaking the glass cup can be fulfilled, and he will not hesitate to let the other party suffer from the seven swords piercing the heart every day.

That... is comparable to the torture of evil spirits in the [-]th hell.

In comparison, I just cast a pig fetus by mistake, which is already extremely lucky.

Of course, he also knew that he didn't receive those punishments because his background was strong enough, not because he was lucky enough.

"Alas! Curtains."

Seeing Lao Sha laughing and crying bitterly for a while, the second senior brother came to him and patted Lao Sha on the shoulder, "It's over, it's over."

Lao Sha raised his head, and looked at the second senior brother with red eyes, "Tianpeng, who works hard and works hard, has ended up like this. Don't you hate it?"

The smile on the second senior brother's face disappeared, and there was a moment of silence.

hate it? ?
How could it not be hated.

After putting in so much hard work for so long, I reached a pivotal position in the Three Realms.

However, just because of an illusory battle of luck, just because of the so-called general trend of the layout of the world, his practice for thousands of years will be wiped out, and he will end up in a pig fetus and turned into a demon body.

How can you not hate, how can you not complain?
He also wanted to ask, why?
It's just that he knows.

He cannot hate, at least not until he can resist.

Weakness is an original sin.

but
Thinking of the miraculous ability that I have gained after following the new master, and feeling the real fire of the sun and the divine wind of samadhi that I have completely mastered, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the second senior brother.

"Juanlian, Master is still waiting for us, let's go up with brother."

With a sigh, the second senior brother patted Lao Sha on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the shore.

Looking at the back of the second senior brother, Lao Sha knelt on the ground and was speechless for a long time.

Master?

Sutra?

Ha ha!

Hehehe!
Hahahaha!

Lao Sha got up, bent his waist, bowed his back, drooped his shoulders, picked up the crescent shovel, and chased after the figure of the second senior brother.

"Tick tock~"

Where the figure disappeared, a drop of water fell, not just river water, or something else.
Weakness is really a sin.

That sin is unforgivable.

Letting you know that it was a wrong sentence, and despite all kinds of conflicts in your heart, you have to serve in the military according to the punishment judged by those who have mastered the law.

obedience?

or die?
It's just a joke to smash the bones to pieces.
On the bank of the quicksand river, General Shulin saw his "master" for the first time, a handsome monk who looked delicate and tender, but could charm many ignorant girls.

"Pfft."

Facing this predestined master, General Shulin lowered his head and bent his waist, as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, and his back was so pressed that he couldn't stand upright. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Disciple, Sha Wujing, pay homage to Master."

Tang Sanzan took a look at Sha Wujing, nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, finally there is a less scary one."

What he said, of course, is Lao Sha's appearance, and Hao Lai looks like a human.

Hearing this, Lao Sha was taken aback.

This way of speaking seems to be different from the holy monk I imagined.

As soon as Lao Sha raised his head, Tang Sanzan frowned again, "No! Not good."

Lao Sha was taken aback again, and just as he opened his mouth to ask, Tang Sanzan said, "Wukong, bring the knife."

The Great Sage blew on the uprooted monkey hair, and a boning knife fell into Tang Sanzan's hands.

As soon as his hand sank, Tang Sanzan looked down, his face turned black.

"How many times have I told you, we monks, don't always think about fighting and killing, you can't always show your intention to kill on your face.

You just hand over a boning knife every now and then, and the monsters on the road will know that we are going to kill them to upgrade and eat them to gain supernatural powers, so which goblin would dare to wait for us to come to our door? "

Having taught the Great Sage a lesson, Tang Sanzan blew on the boning knife in his hand, and the boning knife turned into a razor.

"I will help you change your hairstyle for the teacher."

Patting Lao Sha on the shoulder, Tang Sanzan showed a gentle smile on his face.

Not long after, a red-haired young man with long hair and shawls appeared in front of Tang Sanzan with a bit of evil charm.

Putting away the razor, Tang Sanzan looked at Lao Sha's new hairstyle and nodded in satisfaction.

When his eyes fell on Lao Sha's neck, he frowned slightly.

"This big chain affects the aesthetics a bit, so don't wear it in the future."

Hearing this, Lao Sha, confused by Tang Sanzan's miraculous performance, replied subconsciously, "Master, the reason why this disciple wears this string of chains is because the nine skulls are very miraculous.

Master, you don't know, the disciple has been trapped in this quicksand river for 500 years, suffering from the seven swords piercing the heart every day, and the pain is unbearable.

Until one day, a monk from the east passed by the Liusha River. His apprentice had just been tortured, and he couldn't bear the madness in his heart, so he caught the monk, boiled him, and ate him. He chewed all his bones, but the skull was the only one. It's hard for a disciple to hurt him half a point.

Later, eight more monks came one after another, and they were all concocted by the disciples according to the law. Seeing the miraculous nature of the nine skulls, they strung together as treasures. "

As soon as Lao Sha finished speaking, Tang Sanzan's face darkened instantly.

Lao Sha opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by Tang Sanzan's cold voice.

"Wukong, bring the knife!"

(End of this chapter)