Chapter 933: I said it but you didn’t listen, you didn’t understand and you didn’t do it...
“How many times have I told you, master, that you can’t fight, kill, fight, etc. as a monkey? Killing won't solve the problem. When will you correct your irritable character? "
He lowered his head and came to Tang San's funeral, but was scolded by Tang San's monkey. I was filled with emotion in my heart.
It really wanted to tell Sanzang,
Don’t talk about yourself in front of so many people. After all, as the Monkey King, you have your own face, right?
However,
Tang Sanzong didn't seem to have the slightest chance to compare. He still looked at the monkey and kept scolding it——
"Why, you still don't accept what I said to you? As a monkey Monkey, how can you always use your fists to solve problems? What if you encounter something you can't solve? What to do?”
“You don’t listen when I say it, you don’t understand when I hear it, you don’t do it when I understand it, you do it when you do it, you don’t admit it when it’s wrong, you don’t admit it when you do it. After the changes, you are still not convinced, and if you are not convinced, you still want to say..."
Speaking of this,
Tang Sanzian said with a look of hatred on his face: "Wukong, how many times do you have to tell me this?"
"Okay!"
Just when Sun Wukong found the opportunity, When he was about to interrupt, the long-faced Taoist on the side walked up with a dark face, pointed at Tang Sanzang's nose and scolded him coldly:
"As the saying goes, it is the father's fault that a son does not teach; a disciple..."< br>
Whoosh!
Before the long-faced Taoist could finish speaking, a fist as big as a casserole suddenly appeared in front of him, and hit the long-faced Taoist hard on the face.
There was just a 'bang' sound, long-faced Taoist' 'After letting out a long scream, blood Like a peacock opening its tail, it spurted out on the face of the long-faced Taoist.
The next second,
the screaming long-faced Taoist flew out of the palace following the tiger head and tiger head, and then There was a messy sound outside again!
At this time,
Tang Sanbian shook off the blood on his fist, looked at Sun Wukong solemnly, and said word by word: "Remember, don't be so impatient as a monkey, leave the matter of beating people to your master. If you can't beat me, then you Come on!”
After that,
The third burial seemed like As a warning, he looked directly at Sun Wukong and said: "Don't let me, my teacher, continue to repeat this question!"
After unconsciously twitching the corners of his mouth,
The monkey looked at San Zang, convinced. said: "Yes, Master!"
On the side,
Zhu Bajie said that he was just soy sauce. After licking his nose, he set his eyes on the face of the last goatee——
Da!
Goatee suddenly took half a step back, looked at Zhu Bajie with a wary expression and said, "What are you doing?"
But,
San Zang did not even look at Zhu Bajie, but stood in front of Goatee, bowed with one hand and said: "This donor, can we have a good talk now?"
Great Immortal Yang Li: "..."
King: "..."
The king, who felt that he was completely ignored, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
Datang is awesome,
But now Tang San is buried not in the Tang Dynasty, but in his own country of Chechi.
On his own one-third of an acre of land, how dare a monk from the Tang Dynasty dare to be so rampant?
I simply don’t take myself seriously!
Bang!
The king, who had just launched a crime and was preparing to capture this monster monk alive, suddenly remembered Tang San’s other identity——
The younger brother of the Tang Dynasty emperor!
Fuck!
Thinking of this,
The king, who was attracting everyone's attention, looked at Tang San's burial condescendingly, and said with an indifferent expression:
"If I don't want to kill people recently, don't say you are. The younger brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, even if you are the true Buddha of the West, I will definitely cut off your head!”
After saying that,
King Chechi sat down again, waved his hand and said: "Come, see the guests off!"
Holy crap!
After hearing this, Tang Sanzong narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, he didn't even have a bite to eat and he just wanted to leave?
This car is too small for the King of Chi!
That’s it!
After returning to the Tang Dynasty, Che Chi will go to worship in the future, and I will let them prepare their own meals!
Thinking of this,
The dark-faced Tang Sanzong glanced at the goatee who had escaped the disaster, and thought in his mind whether he should beat him away too,
After thinking for a while,
Sanzang finally gave up this idea, turned to look at the two disciples and said: "Let's go!" But at this moment,
a voice suddenly sounded outside the hall——
< br>“Wait a minute!”
Before the sound disappeared completely, half of the tiger’s head was wrapped with cloth, and the long-faced Taoist wrapped his head with cloth and wrapped his nose,
Walking towards Master and Disciple San Zong with murderous intent!
At this time,
the king's expression changed and he asked in a deep voice: "Two national advisors, I will send people to drive them out of Chechi Kingdom now, and I will not let them go in the future. It’s half a step behind my car!”
"Thank you for your kindness, King!"
After thanking Hu Tou and Hu Nao inexplicably, he added: "King, my brother has lost face, and my brother can just get it back by himself, without the king's intervention!"
After saying that,
the tiger-headed tiger-headed head turned to look at Tang Sanzang, with a cold light in his stern eyes, and asked in a domineering manner with his nostrils raised to the sky: "Monk, do you dare to fight with me?"
< br>“Amitabha!”
Tang Sanbian glanced at it with eyes full of amusement The tiger's head in front of him then pointed at Wukong and said -
"The poor monk's great disciple is Sun Wukong who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. You may not believe it, but that big stick not long ago, come to think of it. You still have a deep memory. If you doubt it, I will ask Wukong to give you another stick!”
Speaking of this,
Tang Sanzong rubbed his chin and said in a strange tone: "It just so happened that the poor monk thought that Wukong only had one tiger skin skirt and didn't replace it when it got dirty. He was looking for an opportunity to give me another disciple. I’m going to do something, so here you are!”
After that,
Three Burials pointed again! Xiang Zhu Bajie, looking at the three tiger heads and tiger brains whose expressions changed drastically, and who wanted to speak, said again -
"The second disciple of the poor monk, the former Tianpeng Grand Marshal of the Tianting Tianhe Navy, has three hundred thousand roars under his command Do you want to try the famous navy army in the Three Realms that kills people invisible?”
Then
San Zan didn’t even look at the three people with sallow faces. He pointed out and said expressionlessly: “Even the poor monk’s BMW was transformed by the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea!”
Until then,
Tang Sanzhan looked at the three people with pale faces and asked with a half-smile: "You three...are you sure you want to fight with the poor monk?"
"Oh, by the way, the poor monk is not good at fighting. , The poor monk is good at convincing others with his virtue!”
As he spoke,
Tang Sanbian waved the nine-ring tin staff in his hand and said with a smile:
“If the three of them insist on fighting, the poor monk will agree. It happened that the two disciples, the poor monk and me, were hungry. The three of you can rest assured that the poor monk will never let the three of them die in the wilderness! "By the way, the three donors don't care about the identity of the poor monk as the 'Prince of Tang's Royal Disciple'. It's all a false name!"
Fuck!
Looking at Tang San Zang in front of him, who looked like a human even if he didn't smile, and looked like a ghost when he smiled, the three national teachers of Che Chi had already turned pale with fear, and their hearts were in their throats.
San Zang The first sentence
points out the identity of Hutouhunao as a tiger demon, and the most powerful Hutouhunao has been seen through by Sanzang. Needless to say, the other two?
As for the Monkey King, the former Marshal Tianpeng, the Third Prince of the Dragon King, etc...
Let’s not talk about whether we can beat him,
The three wild monsters couldn't afford to pull out the identity of anyone at random, let alone the masters of these big shots and the imperial disciples of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!
Thinking of this,
Hutouhunao glanced at his two brothers, and then at the queen who couldn't say anything. The cold murderous intent on his face disappeared instantly,
< br>Then,
the three demons all bowed to Tang San’s funeral, and shouted in unison with their big sincere eyes and innocent faces:
"The eminent monk's Dharma is exquisite, but the three poor Taoists are the ones who have achieved it, and the three poor Taoists are willing to be inferior..."
(End of this chapter)