"Absolutely no way, how can I let Master be in danger while I am lazy here alone!"
Chen San frowned: "Don't be impatient like a monkey. Listen to what I have to say... You stay here and go to Tushita Palace to find the Supreme Master at this time tomorrow."
Sha Monk asked again: "Why are you looking for Laojun? What should I say?"
"No need to say anything, that old man knows everything!"
mock up!
This was obviously an agreement between Taishang Laojun and Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he deliberately let the two fairy boys descend to earth to set up this calamity for his master and disciple.
Do you really think that Chen San is like Tang Monk, who knows nothing?
If you see through it without telling it, you won't be embarrassed when you meet in the future. I believe Taishang Laojun will understand what you mean.
Although Sha Seng's task was leisurely, he was assigned an errand anyway, so he didn't care about it anymore.
Chen San and Ao Lie left respectively, one to the west and the other to the south.
Not long after walking, Chen San smelled a strange fragrance, so he stopped and looked around with his peripheral vision.
The reason why I use my peripheral vision to peek is because if I peek into my head sneakily, it will damage my character of being calm in times of crisis.
However, nothing unusual was found.
"Now that you're here, why are you hiding?"
Chen San pretended to be profound and said loudly.
call--
A breeze blew by, and the grass beneath my feet moved slightly.
Still no one.
Chen San couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
But it's okay. If you fool others, you have no idea. If you can't fool others... Anyway, there is no one, so what's the shame?
Just as he was about to move on, a figure suddenly fell in front of Chen San.
It is Golden Horn who appears in the form of a monster.
"I didn't expect that you, a monk, are quite powerful. Even if I conceal my aura, I can still be noticed by you."
Chen San stared at the monster in front of him. He had big eyes and pointed chin, as if he had failed in plastic surgery. His face was swollen and had pits.
The only iconic feature is probably the two little golden horns on the top of his head.
"Why is this golden horn so ugly? It's much uglier than the one on TV."
Chen San looked painful, couldn't see, and even retched a little.
Jin Jiao was also slightly surprised: "You monk, aren't you afraid when you see this great king?"
Chen San couldn't help but look at Jin Jiao's face and said with disgust: "Ugly is really ugly, but where can I start talking about fear?"
Jinjiao was a little angry.
This monk, even if he is not afraid of himself, actually calls himself ugly?
At that time, I stamped my feet angrily.
This move made Chen San even more disgusted, and he frowned and said: "The boy under Laojun's seat, why are you such a bitch?"
Jin Jiao was shocked.
This monk is so amazing, he can actually see his origin at a glance!
But I absolutely cannot admit it!
Jin Jiao had no choice but to change back to his original appearance.
Chen San was stunned.
Her golden hair swayed in the wind, exuding the charming fragrance that she had just smelled. Her red outfit was very close-fitting, and her curved figure was clearly visible.
She is youthful but very talented. Not only does she have an outstanding figure, but her facial features are also beautiful.
"Are you sure this isn't Asuka's intrusion?"
Chen San swallowed: "Aren't you the Golden Horned King?"
In Chen San's opinion, the prototypes of Golden Horn and Silver Horn should be eight or nine-year-old boys whose gender is indistinguishable.
How could it be this little cutie with pure lust in front of me?
Hearing Chen San question his identity as Jin Jiao, Jin Jiao suddenly became happy and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, how could I be Jin Jiao!"
This plot is too outrageous!
In line with the principle that appearance is justice, Chen San, who boasts an incredible IQ, chose to believe in the Golden Horn without any suspense.
Chen San was immersed in fantasy, and a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
"Tang Monk!"
"Who? Who called me?"
Chen San raised his head suddenly and suddenly felt his body flying up uncontrollably.
And it flies very fast.
When he saw the white glaze bottle in Jin Jiao's hand, he secretly shouted: "Fuck!"
Until he was sucked into the bottle, Chen San was still very depressed.
A series of question marks in my mind.
"Is this the mutton-fat jade purifying bottle?"
"Is this girl really the Golden Horn?"
"But why is Golden Horn so beautiful?"
"My real name is Chen San, why would I be sucked in even if I said "Tang Monk"?
It's really puzzling.
But now that we have reached this stage, it is not the time to dwell on these problems. The more serious thing is to think about how to get out.
It is said that this mutton-fat jade pure bottle is a vessel used by Taishang Laojun to hold water. It contains the universe and can contain water from all over the world.
Moreover, after a person is sucked in, as long as a rune is affixed with the words "Tai Shang Laojun is as urgent as a law", no matter how powerful the person in the bottle is, he will turn into pus in a matter of seconds.
However, most of the monsters on the pilgrimage are seeking immortality by eating a piece of their own flesh, so they probably can't get used to drinking water.
Therefore, to a certain extent, there is no fear for one's life.
But Chen San didn't dare to gamble.
After all, this stupid plot is too unreliable.
What if there is an eventuality that I really turn into pus?
Chen San cheered up and began to think about ways to escape.
"Yes!"
Chen San thought of the origin of the Golden Crow in his body.
The fire of the sun can't burn a vase?
Thinking of this, Chen San began to try to mobilize the power of the Golden Crow in his body and attach the power to the red lotus of karma.
A flame in the shape of a lotus appeared in front of his eyes. The red inner flame was surrounded by a weak but powerful golden outer flame. Chen San suddenly felt a wave of heat.
"What a genius!"
On the first try, he mastered the "fusion technique", and Chen San couldn't help but praise himself.
Carefully placing the flame at the bottom of the bottle near the wall, Chen San squatted down and waited patiently for it to burn through the bottle.
Outside the bottle, in the lotus hole.
Jin Jiao, who was holding the bottle, suddenly changed his pretty face and the bottle slipped from his hand: "This bottle is so hot!"
Yinjiao looked down and saw that the originally white bottle had turned red for some reason.
"It must be the fault of that monk. Sister, you should put the charm on it!"
"No. If he really dies, our sin will be great."
Yinjiao pouted and said, "What should we do?"
Jinjiao thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes, sister, please help me open the bottle."
Yinjiao leaned down and opened the bottle carefully as he was told. He felt that the mouth of the bottle was also hot, so he quickly retracted his hand and pinched his ears.
Jin Jiao stood in front of the mouth of the bottle and took out the banana fan from behind: "You all give way!"
When Yinjiao and the other little demons saw the banana fan, they quickly stepped aside.
Jinjiao waved his banana fan, and a blast of bone-gnawing wind blew in from the mouth of the bottle.
However, the mouth of the bottle was too small, so some wind still leaked out, causing sand and rocks to fly and shake violently in the cave.