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

Wukong jumped onto the boulder with his golden eyes open and looked in the direction of due west, but he couldn't find the figure of the pig's head.

"It's better not to look for it. It's probably hiding somewhere to sleep. Drifting, you pick up the luggage. Master, let's get on the horse and go forward. He must be lying somewhere in front. When you get there, you can see How can my old grandson teach him a lesson!"

Chen Wei also felt that there was a possibility. After packing up the things on the ground, the three masters and apprentices went directly westward, searching for Wu Neng's whereabouts while walking.

After they set out on the road, King Yinjiao had commanded [-] mobs, and carried the fat-headed Wu Neng directly into the Lotus Cave.

"Brother, I took it wrong. If you eat this monster, you won't live forever." When Jin Jiao heard that Yin Jiao had captured someone back, he thought it was Tang Seng who he brought back, and rushed all the way here in a hurry.

But he saw a pig demon lying on the ground, Jin Jiao looked around, there was no one else except this strange pig demon.

"I know it's useless to eat him, but look at his fat body, put it in water for a few days and then shave off his hair, it can make a lot of oil, then smear the meat with salt and hang it on the cliff Blow it dry, and keep it as a snack or appetizer."

With the face of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy on his head, Yin Jiao squatted on the ground to show Jin Jiao the value of this pig demon: "Cut off the pig's ears and soak them in wine, and find a little demon to send to the godmother." Taste it."

"Don't worry about this pig demon. Since you caught Tang Seng's apprentice in the mountain, it means that he and the other two apprentices have also arrived at Pingding Mountain. Let's quickly bring people up to patrol the mountain. We must catch him today!"

Jin Jiao is not interested in the pig demon, all he thinks about is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.

A hundred mobs were recruited on the spot, one and half of them were Yin Jiao, fully armed and armed, they went out of the cave to look for the eminent monk from Tang Dynasty.

As he was walking, he saw misty clouds and auspicious air hovering ahead.

Jin Jiao looked at the direction where the auspicious clouds gathered, turned to Yin Jiao and said, "It's Tang Seng who is here."

Yinjiao probed his head, then looked up in the direction he was looking at just now, looked at it for a while and asked puzzledly: "Where is Tang Seng? Why didn't I see anything?"

"Auspicious clouds are shining on the heads of good people, while black air is rising from the heads of wicked people. That golden cicada has been a good man in his tenth life, and the misty clouds in the sky are the evidence of his arrival."

Following his words, Yinjiao looked at the clouds in front of him again, and he saw the difference. Under the blue sky, there was a small piece of auspicious clouds and auspicious colors on the hillside in the distance, shining with golden light. A monk was wearing a Cassock, holding Buddhist beads, sitting on the back of a horse.

Chen Wei didn't know that the Buddha's light on his body had been exposed long ago, and his right eye twitched more and more seriously.

The person sitting on the back of the white dragon horse took out his portable diary from the luggage on his back, opened the blank one night, tore off the white paper the size of a fingernail in the corner, and then wet it and pasted it all over the place. Jumping non-stop on the right eyelid.

Wukong, who was holding the rein in front of him, turned his head accidentally, and saw the white hanging on one of his eyes, with disgust on Mao's face: "Why did you make such a weird appearance?"

Chen Wei pressed the piece of white paper, looked at him with the remaining eyeball and said, "You don't understand, jumping in the right eye means that I will have trouble, and pasting a piece of white paper means that you jump too." Jumping in vain can avoid disaster."

"Then give me a piece too. When we meet the monster, the three of us will stick a piece of white paper on our eyelids to see if the monster still catches us."

Wukong stretched out his hand and asked him for a blank piece of paper.

Chen Wei had no choice but to tear a small piece from the edge of the diary and give it to him.

As soon as it was sent out, another blue palm stretched out from the side. The owner of the palm looked forward and lowered his hand solemnly.

"Standing so high, you can still hear us talking. Your ears are good enough." Chen Wei muttered, and tore off a corner from the notebook, and put it in Drifting Monk's palm.

The three masters and apprentices each had a small white note, and none of them bothered to find Wu Neng's whereabouts. They all thought that it would be best to have a demon in front for a while, so that they could try the power of this white note.

Along the way, the King of Gold and Silver Erjiao, who had spotted them a long time ago, was also discussing how to take down the three of them, master and apprentice.

"In the early years, I heard that this monkey has supernatural powers. There are only four to five hundred mobs in our cave. I'm afraid we can't take him down. You go back to the cave and call all the mobs out to surround the mountain. I will meet him alone."

After the Golden Horn King finished speaking, he shook himself and changed into a star crown and feather robe. He found an open space and fell down like an immortal with clear eyesight. He pretended to be a wounded green bull Taoist priest, his calf was bloody, and he shouted: " Help! Help! Is there anyone with good intentions to help me!"

The three masters and apprentices holding three blank papers heard the sound, Wukong spoke first, and slapped the white paper in his hand to his right eyelid: "My old grandson is going to try that demon, look at this white paper. Is paper even useful?"

Although Drifting didn't speak, he held the piece of paper that was shorter than his eyelashes, and directly stuck it on his eyelids.

Chen Wei has already begun to regret telling them this little trick just now, and he heard the louder cries for help in his ears, trying to save his image.

"Maybe it's a monster, maybe it's a mortal who was injured there, waiting for us to save him."

The two apprentices looked at him one after another, and it was clearly written in their eyes: "Don't struggle, the land just said that there are two big monsters in this mountain, and Wu Neng is still missing and has not been whereabouts. Except for monsters, there is no second one who can appear at this moment option."

Chen Wei, who was forcibly pulled by his apprentice to look at the demon, helplessly pressed the white paper on his right eye.

The green bull Taoist transformed by the golden horn was lying on the ground, and saw a monk who looked different from ordinary people and was covered in Buddha's light and auspicious cloud, sitting on the horseback, looking down at himself lying on the ground.

On the monk's right eye, there was a strange white thing, which blocked half of the eye. Jin Jiao cried out for pain, pretended to hold his bloody calf, and looked at the two apprentices beside Tang Monk.

Seeing the Monkey King I just saw in the mountain, there is also a white thing on the right eyelid at this moment.

There is also the giant brown-clothed and blue-skinned monster, not to mention the nine bright white skeletons hanging around its neck, and there is also a small white object attached to the lantern-sized eyes that you will miss if you don't look carefully.

Obviously on the mountain, when he and Yin Jiao looked at the three master and apprentice together, there was no such thing on their faces.

But after he disguised himself as a Taoist priest of Qingniu and attracted them over, all three of them had that suspicious white thing on their faces.

It might be some magical weapon that he doesn't know, and now people are lying here and can't get away, Jin Jiao fell directly on the ground, stretched out his arms vigorously, hugged the horse's hoof with the general hook, and cried bitterly: " Elder help, Pindao is a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple in the west, just now I met a colorful tiger and took my apprentice away, Pindao struggled desperately to escape all the way here, Master Wanwang showed mercy and saved my life.

Sitting on the horseback, Chen Wei saw the bloody image of the young Taoist priest's calf on the ground, his right eyelid twitched even more violently, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he helped him up solemnly: "Please get up, I don't know if I want to How can we help you."

Jin Jiao clutched his injured leg and fell to the ground to beg him; "My leg is injured and I can't move. I can't go back to the temple and ask someone to save my apprentice. I want to find someone to give me a ride."

"Then get on the horse, I'll give you this seat." Chen Wei jumped off the back of the white dragon horse, bent down to pull up the person on the ground, among other things, the wound the monster pretended to be was the same as the real thing Well, if it's a real mortal, it's quite dangerous to be injured and fall alone in the mountains like this.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Jin Jiao clutched the wound, and when he pulled his arm, he cried out that it hurts, and when the pain was over, he hugged his injured leg and cried: "Elder, I can't move my leg, let alone ride on it." For your tall horse, you should find someone to carry me on your back."

Drifting took the initiative to stand up, mainly because he wanted to try the effect of the white paper on his eyelids.

"Here, my disciple took the initiative to carry you on his back." Chen Wei patted Drifting's thigh, which was full of hard muscles: "My disciple is tall and broad-shouldered, and he walks smoothly, and he will definitely not let your legs hurt again."

Jin Jiao only glanced at the monster. In order to see the face of the blue-faced monster clearly, his chin almost stuck to his back before he saw the blue face as high as a cloud. Half of the soul was scared by the tiger, and if you let an apprentice who looks like a monster carry me, I'm afraid I won't survive the Taoist temple."

He doesn't want this, and he doesn't want that. It's the first time Chen Wei has seen a demon who asks for so many.

Spreading his hands, he looked at him speechlessly: "You don't want a white horse for you, and you don't want a sand monk to carry you. Do you want me to carry you? I can't carry you." Chen Wei looked at the Taoist robe on his body He said affirmatively: "If you take off your Taoist robe and tie one of your arms, and the three of us, master and apprentice, drag it in front, then that's fine."

But that way, normal mortals would lose a layer of skin if they were dragged all the way down the mountain.

The King of Golden Horn rolled his eyes, and after turning around on the three masters and apprentices, he pointed unswervingly at Monkey King: "Elder, why don't you let this apprentice carry me."

"puff……"

Chen Wei covered his mouth, trying to hold back his smile, but he couldn't help it when he thought that the three-foot-tall Wukong was going to carry a Qingniu Taoist priest who was taller than both of them.

Sun Wukong's face also darkened, he lifted the white paper pasted on his eyelids, took out his Ruyi golden cudgel from his ears, pointed monkey cheeks, and walked towards the pretending fake Taoist priest with a ferocious expression.

"Your nonsense words are useful for deceiving my master, but they cannot deceive me. If you are a real Taoist priest, why didn't you just recite the Big Dipper Sutra."

"Wukong, what is the Beidou Jing?" Chen Wei raised his hand, eager to learn.

"The Big Dipper Sutra taught by the Taishang Laojun has the power of eliminating disasters and relieving disasters, and bringing back life to prevent death. These Taoist priests recite it all day long." The golden cudgel raised the demon's chin, and Wukong looked at him contemptuously. Lai: "You said that you are a Taoist priest in your temple. How about opening your master's horizons and reciting a passage of the Big Dipper Sutra. As long as you can say it, my old grandson will carry you down the mountain in person."

The Golden Horn King doesn't know anything about the Beidou Jing, he is just a boy in the alchemy room of the Taishang Laojun, and he has been doing the work of looking after the alchemy furnace for many years.

Therefore, being asked by Wukong, he was directly punctured. He rolled his eyes on the spot, chanted a spell, and cast a spell that moved mountains and seas, moved a Mount Sumeru out of thin air, and smashed it directly at Monkey King.

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