At the very end of the crowd, the shouts were getting louder and louder, not only the bad-minded Taoist Master Chu squeezed inside.

Sun Wukong, who came from the east, also abandoned Xuanzang and stumbled into the crowd to watch the fun. As a monkey, he was born to love watching the fun.

One person and one monkey squeezed in from two directions, which aroused the indignation of the crowd and insulted incessantly. One person and one monkey just pretended that they didn't hear it, squeezed through the crowd and stood in the forefront.

In the center of the site, one iron cage after another was placed, with all kinds of depressed wild animals, but most of them were monkeys.

A short and strong man in his thirties had a fat face. He held a black whip and slapped hard at a thin monkey. The force was not as heavy as ordinary.

Imagine what it would be like to use an adult to suck a four or five-year-old child with a whip.

"Squeak..."

The little monkey wailed and jumped up and down, which attracted the applause of the onlookers, and the copper coins were thrown all over the ground.

Seeing that there were so many people who were applauding, the monkeys became more and more vigorous. The man who dared to whip the monkey in front of the Monkey King was just saying that he was so fucking!

When Chu Feng saw this scene, he glanced casually. Sure enough, there was a fierce light in Sun Wukong's eyes!

Not bad, it’s not in vain that the poor road changes the mountains and rivers and leads you to this road.

In the original Journey to the West, perhaps it was done by Buddhists on their own. On the way to the West, the five-member Journey to the West did not meet a monkey-playing person. When Chu Feng came, he naturally had to make up for it.

"Squeak..."

The little monkey, who was little taller, continued to scream, jumping up and down, and his body was covered with scars.

The man who played monkeys was psychopathic, but he was getting more and more excited. If he knew that a peerless monkey was standing next to him, he might be frightened.

"I'm so angry that I'm old grandson!"

Sun Wukong finally couldn't help but take action. He waved the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and punched the monkey's head into his body with a stick.

Such a terrifying and "tragic" scene scared the "kind people" who were watching the fun, and some of them fainted on the spot.

"I've murdered, murdered..."

"It's a monkey, the monkey is here to take revenge..."

"Retribution, it's retribution..."

"Monster, monster, I want to go home, I want to go home..."

...

The scene was in chaos, and several children were sitting on the ground crying.

Sun Wukong held the stick and walked towards the poor little monkey step by step, before he could even walk in front of him.

"Namo Puguang Buddha, Namo Puming Buddha, Namo Pujing Buddha, Namo Tamaraba Sandalwood Buddha, Namo Sandalwood Buddha, Namo Sandalwood Buddha..."

A sound of chanting scriptures came.

"ah……"

Sun Wukong roared in pain, knelt on the ground, and for a while, he got up with difficulty, walked to the little monkey, trembling hands, and untied the rope around the little monkey's neck.

"Squeak squeak..."

Seeing that he was the same, the little monkey looked at Sun Wukong with gratitude.

Xuanzang's voice of chanting scriptures began to grow louder, and Sun Wukong's head did not turn back, and blood was already spilling out from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of determination and walked to a row of cages, and used Ruyi Golden Cudgel to lift the cages open, and the various animals that had regained their freedom scattered.

"Namo Puguang Buddha, Namo Puming Buddha, Namo Pujing Buddha, Namo Tamaraba Sandalwood Buddha, Namo Sandalwood Buddha, Namo Sandalwood Buddha..."

Xuanzang's voice chanting continued.
Chapter completed!