Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

King Yinjiao wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother, Bajie has already been arrested, why don't you start beating Bajie first?"

"Come on, bring it up!"

The King of Golden Horn called out.

The little demon pushed the heavily tied Bajie over.

The King of Golden Horn squinted, and said: "This fat pig should have been soaked in the clean water pool behind, soaked the sweater, salted it, dried it in the sun, and drank it under the cloudy sky, but he was covered with fat. , eat disgusting people, come, first hang up and beat, whip a hundred lashes a day, pump out the fat and then marinate and drink."

"Grandpa!"

Bajie yelled on the spot: "Putting the meat with a whip will make it sour!"

The King of Golden Horn said impatiently: "It's not for me to eat, it's for the younger ones, what's the matter with me if it's sour? Hurry up, hang it up and beat it, give it a hundred lashes and put it in the prison, drag it out tomorrow and beat it!"

"Yes!"

A group of little demons hung Bajie up, each took out their whips, and whipped them up.

It was full of bloodstains all over his body, and Bajie didn't have Wukong's copper skin and iron bones, so he screamed when he was whipped. Fortunately, the purpose of whipping the whip was to remove the fat, and did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Soon after the hundred lashes were drawn, Bajie was dragged down and put in prison. King Jinjiao took advantage of the strength of the wine and said: "Brother, since you have taken Bajie, there will definitely be Tang Seng. If you go to patrol the mountains, don't Let him go."

King Yinjiao smiled and said: "Brother just drinks, and brother will come whenever he goes." Immediately, fifty little demons were ordered to go up the mountain to patrol.

After Chen E and Wen Jiao temporarily placed a group of vixens in a group of valleys, they sneaked towards Pingdingshan.

"Master, look quickly, why is the monkey head carrying a Taoist?"

Wen Jiao suddenly let out a low cry.

On the mountain road below, Wukong was carrying a Taoist priest on his back, and his steps were staggering. Xiaoe was riding a horse, and was led into the valley by Drifting, separated by three to five miles.

Chen E sneered and said: "This monkey is self-inflicted and cannot live. That man was transformed by a goblin. Don't pay attention to him. We just need to protect Xiao E."

"Oh!"

Wen Jiao nodded, and quietly approached Xiao'e with Chen E.

Before reaching the ground, I heard the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and started to fight. Looking again, the Taoist waved the Seven-Star Sword and fought with the Drifting Monk. Xiaoe was trembling on the side. After a few rounds, Drifting Monk was There was a sign of failure.

Wen Jiao said anxiously: "Master, that goblin came for Xiaoe, let's make a quick move."

Chen E said in a deep voice: "You and I each use our flying swords to cut off one of the goblin's legs, don't hurt your life!"

"Ok!"

Wen Jiao called out the Slaying Evil Sword, and worked out the sword formula together with Chen E.

In an instant, two silver lights flashed away.

The Taoist had already restrained Drifting's treasured staff, and with his big hand, he was about to grab Drifting, holding it under his left side, but a warning sign of extreme danger came from his heart, and he couldn't even turn his head in time, so he just twisted it reluctantly There was a flash of the waist, and then there were two thuds, the root of the thigh hurt, blood gushed out, the two thighs were chopped off at the root, and he couldn't hold his body anymore, he let out a cry of pain, and fell from the air.

"boom!"

The ground was smashed into a deep hole, and the fairy also showed its original shape. It turned out to be a silver fairy with a single horn on its head.

"Msanggong, it's not bad at all, but why can't this monster be killed?"

The flying sword slashed out, and flew back in an instant. The spine of the sword was like a piece of clear water, spotless, and Wen Jiao was afraid of being stained with blood. At this moment, she felt relieved and asked excitedly.

Chen E said: "It's up to the owner to beat the dog. It's Laojun's fire-burning boy. As long as it doesn't hurt his life, Laojun will always have a way to save him. If he really wants to die at our hands, I'm afraid he will be missed by Laojun. , wait, we don't kill someone."

Wen Jiao turned her head to look.

When Drifting saw the goblin suddenly broke two legs and fell from the sky, he was overjoyed.

You know, since he joined the scripture learning team, he has never subdued a demon, never subdued a demon, and was captured alive twice by Kui Mulang, which is a shame.

Although he has a deep scheming heart and never shows it, he still never forgets his merits and virtues. Now that there are ready-made peaches in front of him, how can he not pick them?

Even if he knew that the goblin's broken leg was strange, and the two sword lights were also very strange, but no matter what, if he got it, it would be a good thing. Before no one snatched it, he would take the merit first.

"Fairy, die!"

Drifting picked up the crescent shovel, shouted loudly, and shoveled it fiercely.

King Yinjiao broke his leg, was seriously injured, and his vitality was seriously injured. He couldn't dodge at all, so he just shouted: "Stop, you can't kill me"

Drifting Monk doesn't care, he is usually called by Wukong, he has caused a lot of trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but even Bajie has ordered him. To be honest, the position of Marshal Tianpeng in the Heavenly Court is not as important as that of General Shulin. The emperor developed a temperament of being cautious and tolerant, and he was already troubled.

But not rambunctious does not mean that the heart is not suffocated, on the contrary, people suppressed for too long, the evil fire will flourish, and finally they can't bear it anymore. Today is an opportunity to explode!

A savage light flashed in Drifting's eyes, and he shoveled King Yinjiao's head with a shovel, and with a click, the whole head was blown apart!

At this moment, Drifting felt refreshed all over, and the hostility in his heart was finally released.

Fuck off!

I finally made a fool of myself!

"Wu Jing!"

Xiao E trembled all over, the bloody scene startled him, Drifting became extremely strange in his eyes.

Drifting turned his head, his face regained his calm, he said: "Master, the big brother must be haunted by goblins, let's go back and look for it." "

"Well, it's up to you!"

Xiaoe seemed to be a little afraid of the Drifting Monk, she nodded quickly, and stopped asking the Drifting Monk to lead the horse, and led the white dragon horse by herself, and walked back with the Drifting Monk.

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Seeing Xiao'e's submissive look, Wen Jiao said dissatisfiedly: "Master, isn't Xiao'e the reincarnation of the golden cicada? Why is his personality so soft? No matter how cruel the Drifting Monk is, he is also his disciple. Could it be that he dares to teach you? "

"and many more!"

Chen E's complexion became serious in an instant.

Wen Jiao was startled, she didn't dare to say any more, her beautiful eyes looked at her husband without blinking.

At this moment, in Chen E's mind, it was like turning a page, recalling a story about Tang Seng in Journey to the West, and Wen Jiao's sentence of Xiao E's soft personality suddenly made him extremely uneasy.

Why do Buddhas and Bodhisattvas tolerate themselves following the procession of Buddhist scriptures?

Could it be that with their experience and magical powers, even if they can't calculate it, can't they guess their own intentions?

For these old guys who have lived countless yuanhui, Chen E thinks that they will not make such a low-level mistake.