[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

When the fingers moved further inward, apart from the dagger, they also touched a piece of rope, and there was a rough break on the rope.

Having figured out his situation, Xuanzang looked calmly at the direction of the exit not far away, where more than a dozen monsters were coming.

When there are more people in the kitchen, the place to drink soup is smaller.

The monsters who came in at the beginning were almost drunk, but they were reluctant to part with the monk here, and stretched out their feet one by two, tentatively approaching the monk.

Xuanzang stared sharply at the soles of the monsters that were getting closer and closer to him, and estimated in his heart how many monsters he could repel with this knife.

After this calculation, he felt that it might be difficult to get out from here with his own ability.

The content of the scriptures that I have read before will automatically appear in my mind.

With his back against the mountain wall, the monk holding the dagger and the rope tightly in his hand, opened his mouth slightly and silently chanted a mantra.

Outside the cave, Wukong was standing in front of the cave, looking up at the six characters on the door.

Huangfengling Huangfeng Cave.

Just standing firmly, holding on to the stick, he shouted at the closed cave door: "Monster, send my master out as soon as possible, so as not to overturn your lair and flatten your residence in a while!"

Before he could utter a word, the golden hoop on his head, which had been worn for a long time and was almost forgotten by the monkey, suddenly tightened.

The monkey in front of the hole suddenly felt pain, turned somersaults, his ears were red and his face was red, he stretched out his hand to grab something that looked like a golden thread on his head, and tightly strangled it, unable to remove it, and kept pulling.

When Wu Neng saw this scene for the first time, he was so frightened that he quickly jumped off the boulder and dragged him up, "What's the matter with you, why can't my old pig understand?"

"Leave me alone, go and smash that cave, the monk is urging me by chanting mantras inside."

Enduring the pain, Wukong held the Ruyi golden cudgel to stabilize his falling body, and directed Wuneng to smash the door.

When the gate of the cave was opened, the monkey, whose eyes were swollen and ears ached from the pain of the curse, aimed at the little demon who ran out with a pair of fiery eyes and beat it with all its strength.

Vent the pain that was urged by Xuanzang's mantra on those little demons.

In the cave kitchen, Xuanzang looked at the hand that approached him fifty centimeters for the first time. The monster holding the hand was the plant spirit who spoke at the beginning.

Thin white arms stretched out, fingers stretched into the thick fog, three fingers spread out to wrap around the thick fog, and carefully pulled it out.

The other monsters stared intently at this scene, wanting to see if the plant spirit could also pull out the monk's body.

"It's not good! It's not good! There are two monsters shouting outside, and they smashed our gate!!"

The little demon guarding the gate hurriedly rushed into the depths of the cave, raised its neck and started calling people all over the sky.

A group of monsters in the kitchen, who were concentrating on it, were suddenly interrupted, and so was the grass spirit, who reflexively looked for his weapon on his back when he heard the cry outside.

After he touched the weapon, he looked at his empty, three-fingered palm.

The other monsters were also holding weapons. Before they had to leave by reflex, after seeing his movement from the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help looking at the empty hand.

"Did you get it, or did you lose it?" Monster A asked him.

"Yes, yes, did you get it?" Monster B continued to ask without waiting for the grass spirit to answer.

Cao Mujing looked at his empty palm, with a mournful face: "I don't know, I seem to have caught it, or I didn't seem to catch it, and I didn't see it clearly."

"Help! Monsters are killing demons! Your Majesty, help!"

The last young goalkeeper was caught and sent out a distress signal before dying.

The demons in the kitchen once again soberly remembered what they were going to do now.

"Let's go, let's deal with the foreign enemies first, and then study this monk after dealing with the foreign enemies!"

The monster A who just asked the question pushed his companion, and was about to go out to help with a weapon on his shoulder.

It's okay if you don't run, the monsters who just drank the soup when they got up, covered Nao Hai's stomach while running, and ran towards the outside of the cave with ugly faces.

I don't know who started it, the monster walking in the front held his stomach that was getting more and more painful, and couldn't help but jumped out.

Well, this sound is like turning on the magic switch, and a series of monsters all start to make sound one after another.

"Oh, who cooked this soup, my stomach!" Monster A couldn't walk at all, holding his stomach with one hand, and pressing the place where the sound was constantly bouncing behind him with the other, his body stretched out like a board Straight, thinking about turning on your toes and moving in the other direction.

"Which little bastard hurt me? Is there poisonous fungus in this soup?" Monster B also turned into a straight dragonfly, jumping carefully and cautiously in another direction with its hindquarters in its arms, trying to be the first to reach the destination .

"I can't, I can't, I can't hold back!

Monster C, who drank three bowls of soup in one breath just now, has already lost his weapon. He reached out his hands in a panic to grab something, his face turned red from holding his breath, but the sound of air leaking from behind became louder and louder. The looser it was, the more carefully he inhaled, and finally accidentally leaked the bottom.

This leak is more like piercing a hornet's nest.

Huang Mouse was in the deepest part of the cave, holding his right hand that had accidentally touched the mage's clothes just now, and carefully scrutinized every line on his palm in front of Ye Mingzhu.

The indistinct scent of Buddha's light quietly drilled into his nose, and every time he accidentally took a sip, the yellow mouse would move his hand away in disgust, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but lower his head and hug his right hand again. Gnaw and suck.

After gnawing, he continued to move the hand away with regret, and the whole person went through this set of procedures over and over again, until he heard shouts from outside, and then the aggressive tiger pioneer rushed in and knelt at his feet.

"My lord, the monk's two apprentices fought outside again and killed many of our brothers! How should we deal with it!"

The yellow mouse who was fascinated by the Buddha's light heard the two powerful apprentices coming, jumped up from the stool, flicked his cloak, and pointed at the tiger forward on the ground: "What did I tell you before!! I let you go on patrol. Shan, let you catch some goats, wild boars, and Huyang. You caught the monk for me and brought back such a powerful monster. What do you think about it!"

He also absorbed the Buddha's light from that monk's body. How could that guy be an ordinary mortal with such great merit.

Hu Xianfeng thought that the king meant to let him think for himself.

The tiger's eyes turned around, and soon there was a plan.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the young general is not talented, and he is willing to lead everyone to fight against those two monsters. It's just that there are only ten young generals in his hands, which is too little."

The yellow mouse pulled out a token from his waist and threw it down; "Take it, take it, with this token you can command my fifty generals and seven hundred young generals, go ahead and fight, as long as you beat the grandson Monkey, I will sworn brotherhood with you, but if you get hurt, don't blame me then."

Hu Qianfeng caught the token with a smile on his face, not afraid of the two monsters outside, took the token and went to the side to order fifty strong little monsters, each of them was beating drums and waving flags, with two red copper knives wrapped around them, Shouted sharply: "Little ones! Follow me!"

After he got out of the cave around the corner, the scent he had smelled from the king was gone. In this corner, more than [-] generals and young generals were holding their stomachs. Do not open the feet.

Some were still moving forward step by step, and some had given up struggling, dragged their trousers, found the decorative vase in the corner, and squatted down.

Fifty young generals stood neatly behind him, and they didn't expect to see this picture first when they came out.

And among those monsters who were struggling to move, they each saw their acquaintances.

Outside, Wukong and Wuneng have already entered through the entrance of the cave, and most of the monsters inside are real goose eggs. How can birds compete with phoenixes? Sun Wukong, who was tortured by the magic spell, had his teeth broken all the way, his eyes widened, and he was obsessed with the wishful golden hoop. Bang roared all the way, scaring away many monsters just by being scared.

Xuanzang didn't see the scenes of beatings and stomachaches.

He just waited for the monsters to leave the kitchen, and he picked out an unburned log from the fire, and found some flammable items from the shelf.

Holding those that were not lit, but holding them directly in one hand, and walking out all the way with the lit fire stick in the other hand.

The cave is deep, and there are several forks at intervals. Xuanzang shines a torch on the ground, and from the footprints on the ground, he can tell which direction has the least number of monsters walking, and he will enter the cave.

Walking down this road, we soon came to a brightly lit place. There were no weeds that had been cleaned up on the surrounding mountain walls, and there was only a small oil lamp in the entire cave.

The dim blue lights inside danced in the darkness, Xuanzang held the torch and walked up to the oil lamp, looking around.

Seeing behind the oil lamp, there was a small door that almost merged with the wall. Xuanzang glanced at it, then looked back to the way he had just come, and then looked at the oil lamp in front of him that had a separate room.

A touch of sandalwood, emanating from beneath the wick.

Xuanzang looked at the orange lamp oil inside, and directly threw all the flammable items he had taken all the way on the ground, and scattered them.

Then he kicked the table with the oil lamp into pieces, dripping lamp oil on the wooden boards, and stacked them in a flammable posture in front of the hidden small door.

After finishing all this, he tore off one edge of the monk's robe on his body, dipped it in a little lamp oil, and made a straight line with those flammable branches and sundries.

He took the torch and pushed it back to the direction just now, and after making sure that the whole person came out, he directly ignited the monk's robe fragments on the ground.

The raging fire traveled all the way inward along the edge of the monk's robe, and soon completely ignited the room where there was only one oil lamp.

Xuanzang left this place with a blank face, looking for the next direction.

"Put important things in an empty room, because you are afraid that others will not know that your baby is here? Monsters really have no brains."

The author has something to say: Yellow Wind Monster: Can I swear here?

Westward Journey Taiwan reporter: We can't swear here.

Huang Fengguai: Then I have nothing to say.

感谢在2021-01-2421:36:15~2021-01-2423:46:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 Yimen Gate;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Chanchan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!