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Chapter 1575 The poor monk asked about a wife, a wife

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Surprisingly, the old man stood up unsteadily, looking crazy.

"Who! Who is breaking down the door of this old man's house?! Where is the bandit, where is the monster coming from!!"

This old man wears a dark Gebu collar and a silk straw hat. He holds a bamboo cane in his hand and wears a pair of sandals. His face is like red copper, and his beard is as white as white. His two long eyebrows cover his blue eyes.

A mouth showing gold teeth.

But his body is as strong as an ox, and he can still stand up as if nothing happened after being knocked over by a wooden door. He is such an awesome person.

Tang Sanzang touched his nose and felt that this old man didn't seem to be a monster or a bandit. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and whispered:

"Wukong, go to that person's house and ask for news. Find out what's causing the heat."

If something goes wrong, let me take the blame, good master... Sun Wukong twitched the corners of his mouth, put away the golden cudgel, straightened his clothes, pretended to be polite, walked down the road, and walked to the door.

Before he could speak, the old man directly picked up his cane and danced like a tiger. The old man glared at Sun Wukong and shouted:

"Where are you this weirdo? Why do you belong to my family? You must be the gangster who seeks wealth and murder!"

Sun Wukong turned around and glanced at Tang Sanzang, who was chanting sutras as if nothing had happened. Sun Wukong glanced at him. If it hadn't been for the fact that his master had gone all the way to rescue him, Sun Wukong wouldn't have been angry at him.

Sun Wukong turned around, smiling superficially but not smiling at all.

"Old benefactor, don't be afraid of me. I'm not a weirdo. I am an imperial envoy of the Tang Dynasty from the East who went to the West to seek scriptures.

The four masters and disciples are in a precious place. They see that the weather is very hot. Firstly, they don't understand the reason. Secondly, they don't know the names of the places. I would like to ask for some advice."

Sun Wukong came closer and whispered viciously:

"Old man Deng, you'd better explain what Xitian ordered as soon as possible. I don't have much time to play guessing games with you here..."

Sun Wukong has just climbed out of the eighteenth floor of the Infernal Purgatory, and the evil spirit has not been washed away from his body.

He is also tempered by demonic energy and has the effect of the God of War’s heart.

At this moment, Sun Wukong did not show any strength, but a look in his eyes caused the old man to lose all resistance in an instant.

The old man is naturally the NPC placed here by Xitian. This is not the first time or twice. Xitian must have someone to guide him on the journey to the west, otherwise they will not rest assured.

As for the old man's Arhat body and the background of the Western Heaven, he would not be frightened by people traveling to the West. However, the Monkey King in front of him was so terrifying. The old man immediately became frightened and said quickly:

"Our land is called the Flame Mountain. There is no spring or autumn, and it is hot all year round."

Although Tang Sanzang himself couldn't tell whether it was a monster or an Arhat, looking at Sun Wukong's attitude, he understood that this old man was not a good man.

Tang Sanzang was already very unhappy with being monitored and controlled by Xitian. He also remembered that Xitian had kidnapped Sun Wukong in this way before, and he became even more angry.

Tang Sanzang approached, grabbed the old man's collar, and asked coldly:

"Old man Deng, just tell me how to get there? This poor monk is going to the West!"

The old man was also startled by Tang Sanzang's aura. Good guy, is this still the compassionate Buddhist monk?

The old man quickly followed Xi Tian's previous instructions and said word by word:

"But you can't go to the west. The mountain is sixty miles away from here, which is the only way to the west, but there are eight hundred miles of flames, and there is no grass growing around. If you cross the mountain, even your copper head and iron body will turn into juice.

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Tang Sanzang glared, raised his fist as big as a sandbag,

"The poor monk asked you how to get there? Tell me quickly!"

The old man almost cried,

"If you want it, ask for the banana fan!"

Tang Sanzang gritted his teeth, rounded his sandbag-sized fist and hit the old man on the head, saying fiercely:

"Please? I, the great Tang Sanzang, ask me to beg every day. I don't want to go. I love so and so. The poor monk will return to my eastern land, Tang Dynasty. Let me see who can stop me!!!"

Tang Sanzang became angry and turned around and left angrily.

If Tang Sanzang left, there would be no journey to the west.

The old man was extremely panicked. It was over. If Tang Sanzang ran away, he would have committed a big crime!

The old man quickly shouted:

"Elder, wait a minute. Elder, don't be impatient. Let me finish what I have to say!"

"Actually, it's not a request, it's just some common operations. Princess Iron Fan has a banana fan with a handle. If you ask for it, one fan will stop the fire, the second fan will make the wind, and the third fan will rain, so we will plant seeds and harvest in time, so

Get grains to maintain your health. Otherwise, not even an inch of grass will grow."

"As long as you ask... and get this fan, you can naturally cross the Flame Mountain and go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures!"

However, Tang Sanzang remained firm and left without looking back.

Who is Tang Sanzang? Haven't you been exposed to Western Heavens enough along the way? All clay figures have a bad temper, not to mention that Tang Sanzang has just rescued his great disciple from the Infernal Purgatory.

This hatred and hatred are irreconcilable!

Tang Sanzang swore that he would never forgive this damn Xitian!

Definitely, one day, I must get them all back!

How determined was Tang Sanzang?

Basically, Sun Wukong and several other disciples came forward and tried their best to hold Tang Sanzang, and kept persuading:

"Master, just be patient, they are just saying it, we are not really asking for it."

"Yes, Master, it's just a fan anyway, it's not difficult. The most important thing is to learn from experience, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."

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"Master, senior brother and second senior brother are right."

However, even though the three brothers and three brothers pulled hard, Tang Sanzang still didn't stop half a step, and even dragged the three disciples along with him.

But at this moment, the old man panicked and said:

"It's not difficult to find that person, you just need to find him. I only know that she is called Rakshasa Girl, and she is the wife of the powerful Bull Demon King..."

At a certain moment, Tang Sanzang's forward-moving steps suddenly stopped, and the scene seemed to have stopped.

Sun Wukong and the three people who had been pulling Tang Sanzang suddenly felt another huge force coming from their arms!

The three of them were actually carried up by Tang Sanzang and jumped directly in front of the old man!

Tang Sanzang, who had just made up his mind to leave and never return, now stood in front of the old man very gently, holding the old man's hand, and said warmly:

"Old man, is what you just said true?"

The old man was dumbfounded, what happened? What did I just say? Why does this Tang Sanzang look like a different person?

The old man coughed lightly and said seriously:

"Of course it's true. The banana fan is extremely important to this place. People here have prayed for it for ten years and offered countless money and food, bathed in piety, worshiped the fairy mountain, and asked her to come out of the cave so that everyone here can live in peace..."

However, as the old man was talking to himself, he did not see Tang Sanzang's face darken.

Tang Sanzang interrupted directly and rudely:

"Who cares about your well-being? The poor monk is asking about wives, wives, wives, wives!!!"

Everyone: "..."


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