Traverser Management System

Zhu Bajie doesn't look like a pig at all at this moment. It is impossible to say that he is a pangolin. At this moment, he is scratching his head in anxious manner. This action looks a bit like a fat monkey.

Zhu Bajie didn't give up, seeing that the door hole made of crushed stones placed behind him was about to be smashed, and the ground and wall in front of him were completely hardened.

In this way, he can't dig it out anyway. You must know that the rake in his own hand is not a mortal thing. Speaking of which, he and Sun Monkey were made from the same thing.

At this moment, Tang Seng had committed another enthusiastic illness, and he was still carefully understanding with the senior officials and foreigners of Gao Laozhuang, what serious crime the pig demon on this mountain had committed.

And this high-ranking member did his best to add fuel and vinegar, and one little thing made him fly into the sky.

Even Zheng Yu, who was observing Zhu Bajie in the distance, rolled his eyes.

What is it: The pig demon sees that my girl is beautiful, so he wants to take her forcibly, and he will come to the village to harass every day! ?

What is meant by: The pig demon can eat food from a warehouse, and there is really no surplus food in the house. The pig demon snatches it all clean, and the rats eat so much that they don't want to come to patronize! ?

Zheng Yu was too lazy to bother, as long as the monk and the vulgar chat happily, he still seemed to close his eyes, observing Zhu Bajie and Monkey King in the distance.

Zhu Bajie bends up, down, left, and right in that not too wide hole. In the end, he couldn't help but turned his head and digged.

He didn't expect that the soil that he turned around and dug was incredibly soft. It was much easier than when he dug in just now. He couldn't control that much at this time. He wielded his rake and wanted to return to his cave. Find another direction to dig.

Who knows what's going on here, he thought in his heart: If it wasn't for the time right now, I would definitely take down this treasure, old pig, there must be something abnormal in this piece of land, maybe it's something else. What about treasures.

If Zheng Yu knew what Zhu Bajie was thinking at the moment, he would definitely have a laugh and laugh three times.

Zhu Bajie finally got out of his hole. He shook the dust on his body and stood in his cave, looking at the cracked hole in front of him and the grandson monkey clamoring outside. He was impatient. Waving his rake in the other direction.

There was a ding jingle, and Zhu Bajie was horrified to find that all the surrounding walls in his cave had become extremely hard.

His treasure harrow smashed up, leaving only a white mark. After the white mark, it returned to its original appearance within a second or two, and even the silk white mark disappeared.

Zhu Bajie's eyes widened, he glanced around, and shouted at the Monkey King outside: "The plague-stricken monkey! What did you do to my cave house? Why are the walls so hard? I am old. Can the pig be broken?"

When Sun Wukong heard it outside, the stick in his hand stopped dancing, and he shouted inside: "Dighead, my old grandson is only entrusted to catch you, and he never wanted your life. Why are you running? Hurry up and open this cave, or my grandson will really go crazy!"

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he also exploded his hair: "You Bi Ma Wen! The monkey who suffered from the plague! Old pig, I myself stayed well in this Yunzhan Cave, there are *** under the mountain, I don't know where to provoke me. When it comes to you, are you going to catch me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Bajie seemed to have reacted to something, and suddenly shouted: "Monkey, you are not under your Wuzhi Mountain. You are lying on your stomach, why did you come to me?"

"My grandson has received the work of the Guanyin Bodhisattva. I want to send a monk to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for sutras. Passing by you, then I will come to catch you!" Monkey King was also tired at the moment, standing at the door panting. Roared inside the cave.

When Zhu Bajie heard it, the eyes of the two pigs were wide and round, and even the drooping ears stood up: "The monkey who suffered from plague, please speak clearly, who should be sent to Xitian to learn the scriptures?"

Sun Wukong tried the idea of ​​delaying time in his heart. After a while, his strength recovered a little, and then he continued to smash the door, but the Zhu Bajie inside was ready to cancel the mana at the door and block the pile of rocks. The door to live was opened.

"It was the Tang monk from the East of the Tang Dynasty, Tang Xuanzang, who sent him to the west, and after I went to Lingshan and asked for the truth, my grandson was completely free."

As soon as Monkey King finished saying this, a pool of gravel at the door immediately exploded out, and Zhu Bajie rushed out with a rake.

Monkey King originally thought that Zhu Ba Jie wanted to make his move first. When he saw the sound inside, he danced his stick and swung it over.

With a horrible howl like a pig, the speed of Zhu Bajie coming out will be as fast as the speed of returning.

Sun Wukong was still a little surprised. Why did he get it so easily? How did he think that Zhu Bajie was anxious, and after unlocking the mana, he rushed out along the pile of smoke and dust. He didn't expect that Sun Wukong would directly Give him such a stick.

"The monkey who suffered from the plague, my old pig was also transformed by a disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and found me a job to protect people from the west. This time, you really hit the wrong person."

Amid a mournful howl, Zhu Bajie's words intermittently came out of the billowing smoke.

Sun Wukong immediately stopped the stick in his hand, and stopped as he was about to rush into the cave. He scratched his head awkwardly as he watched the fat figure gradually appearing on the ground.

Zheng Yu in Gao Laozhuang at the foot of the mountain was smiling. He knew that he didn't need to spend any more words. This Zhu Bajie would follow him on the road. The westbound group of four had reached three.

It’s just the White Dragon Horse and the Drifting Monk. The White Dragon Horse is a product of mixed merits from beginning to end, and there is no performance along the way. Even after the Western Heaven, he is still a small character standing outside Lingshan waiting to be sent off. Heaven’s merits. There are few people who are mixed up, and there is no sense of existence at all, and Zheng Yu unconsciously excludes him.

After calculating in my heart, it seems that the next stop should be the sorrowful little white dragon.

After a while, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie flew towards Gao Laozhuang, with two bangs, they didn't even enter the door and landed directly into the yard from the sky.

After a while, the high-ranking officer saw that besides the pig demon, there was another monkey demon beside him. He was so frightened that he almost didn't belch on the spot.

Zheng Yu didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, he walked directly towards Monkey King and Zhu Bajie, while Tang Seng was hurriedly helping the senior staff to get along.

No matter how reluctant Zhu Bajie was to let go, he couldn't squat on the spot, so he had to follow this small westward team and march towards the west.