Chapter 934: You said it but you didn’t listen; you heard it but you didn’t understand it; you understood it but you didn’t do it...

"How many times have I told you that as a monkey, you can't fight and kill. Fighting and killing won't solve the problem. When will you correct your irritable character?"

The monkey who lowered his head came to Tang San's burial, but was scolded by Tang San's burial. At this time, he felt extremely emotional in his heart.

It really wanted to tell San Zang,

Don't talk about yourself in front of so many people. After all, as the Monkey King, you have your own face, right?

but,

Tang San's funeral didn't seem to have the slightest bit of competition, he still looked at the monkey and kept scolding it——

"Why, my teacher told me that you still don't accept it? As a monkey, how can you just use your fists to solve problems? What should you do if you encounter something that you can't solve?"

“I’ve been told but you don’t listen, I heard you don’t understand, you understand but you don’t do it, you do it but you do it wrong, you don’t admit it when it’s wrong, you admit it but you don’t change it, you don’t accept it after it is changed, you don’t accept it.

You still want to say..."

Speaking of which,

Tang Sanzian said with a look of hatred on his face: "Wukong, how many times are you going to tell me this for my master?"

"alright!"

Just when Sun Wukong found an opportunity and was about to interrupt, the long-faced Taoist on the side walked up with a dark face, pointed at Tang Sanzian's nose and scolded him coldly:

"As the saying goes, if a son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault; a disciple..."

Whoosh!

Before the long-faced Taoist could finish speaking, a fist as big as a casserole suddenly appeared in front of him and struck the long-faced Taoist hard on the face.

There was only a "bang" sound, and after the long-faced Taoist let out a long scream of "ah", blood spurted out on the long-faced Taoist's face like a peacock opening its tail, with a snap.

The next second,

The screaming long-faced Taoist flew out of the palace following the tiger-headed man, and then there was another chaotic sound outside!

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 again!”

After saying that,

As if giving a warning, San Zun looked directly at Sun Wukong and said, "Don't let me, my master, continue to repeat this question!"

After the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously,

The monkey looked at San Zang and said sincerely: "Yes, Master!"

aside,

Zhu Bajie said that he was just soy sauce. After licking his nose, he set his sights on the face of the last goatee——

clatter!

Goatee suddenly took half a step back, looked at Zhu Bajie warily and said, "What are you doing?"

but,

San Zang didn't 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 Yangli: "..."

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 not buried in the Tang Dynasty, but in his own country of Chechi.

How dare a monk from the Tang Dynasty dare to be so arrogant on his own one-third of an acre of land?

You simply don’t take yourself seriously!

Bang!

The king, who had just launched a crime and was preparing to have this monster monk captured alive, suddenly remembered Tang San's other identity -

The younger brother of the Tang Dynasty emperor!

grass!

Thinking of this,

The king, who was attracting everyone's attention, looked down at Tang San's burial and said with an indifferent expression:

"If I hadn't wanted to kill people recently, let alone the younger brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, even if you were the true Buddha of the West, I would have cut off your head!"

After saying that,

King Chechi sat down again, waved his hand and said, "Come, let's see you off!"

Damn it!

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,

Tang Sanzong, who had a dark face, glanced at Goatee, who had escaped the disaster, and thought in his mind whether he should also beat him away.

After thinking for a while,

Sanzang finally gave up the idea, turned to look at the two disciples and said, "Let's go!"

But at this moment,

A voice suddenly sounded outside the hall——

"Wait a minute!"

Before the sound completely disappeared, half of the tiger's head was wrapped with cloth, and the long-faced Taoist wrapped his nose with cloth,

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 masters, I will send people to drive them out of Chechi country now. I will not let them enter our Chechi territory in the future!"

"Thank you King for your kindness!"

After the tiger-headed tiger-nao thanked him inexplicably, he added: "King, my brother can get back the face he has lost by himself, without the king's intervention!"

After saying that,

The tiger-headed tiger-head turned to look at Tang Sanzang, his stern eyes were filled with cold light, his nostrils were pointing upward, and he asked domineeringly: "Monk, do you dare to fight with me?"

"Amitabha!"

Tang Sanzong glanced at the tiger head and tiger brain in front of him with eyes full of amusement, then pointed at Wukong and said -

"The great disciple of the poor monk is Sun Wukong, who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. You may not believe it, but I think you still remember that big stick not long ago. If you doubt it, the poor monk will ask Wukong to give you another one."

stick!"

Speaking of which,

Tang Sanfang 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 make another one for my disciple, so here you are!

"

After saying that,

San Zang pointed at Zhu Bajie again, looked at the tiger-headed and tiger-brained three people whose expressions changed drastically and wanted to speak, and said again——

"The second disciple of the poor monk, the former Tianpeng Grand Marshal of Tianting Tianhe Navy, with 300,000 soldiers roaring in the three realms, famous in the world, killing people invisible, do you want to try it?"

then,

Sanzang 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 San 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, but the poor monk is good at convincing others with his virtue!"

talking,

Tang Sanbian waved the nine-ring tin staff in his hand and said with a smile:

"If the three of you insist on fighting, the poor monk will agree. It happens that the two disciples, the poor monk and me, are hungry. 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 should not care about the identity of the poor monk as the 'Prince of Tang's Royal Disciple'. Those are all false names, false names!"
To be continued...