At this time, Ao Lie happened to lead the king to the door.
At a glance, he saw his son being choked by Chen San.
"Holy Monk..."
The king was concerned about his son's safety and immediately stepped forward to stop Chen San.
Chen San let go of the prince and patted his sleeves calmly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the poor monk just has a temporary itch and wants to try out the skills of the prince."
The king frowned and said, "Thank you to the holy monk for showing mercy."
The prince looked up and saw the king in front of him who had changed into monk's robes. He was stunned. Then he immediately lowered his head and said solemnly: "Father...Father!"
There was a lot of fear in his tone.
When the king saw the prince again after three years, he was so excited that he opened his arms to give his son a loving hug.
The prince, however, retreated quickly as if he was frightened.
"Wang Er...don't you know your father?"
The king said, taking another step forward and tentatively embracing the prince again.
The prince took another step back, his hands shaking slightly as he bowed.
The king looked at Chen San doubtfully: "Holy Monk..."
Chen San knew that the prince probably thought the king in front of him was the monster in the palace.
Seeing how cowardly the prince is, I guess his life has not been easy these past three years.
Chen San explained to the prince: "Your Highness, the man in the palace was transformed by the Quanzhen Taoist back then. The man standing in front of you now is the real king."
When the prince heard this, he suddenly shivered, and a cold sweat broke out on his temples. His eyes moved quickly, and he suddenly raised his head and pointed at the king: "How brave, how can you be such a monster, and you actually teamed up with these monster monks to seduce me!"
Chen San's brows gradually wrinkled.
"Your Highness, could you please think back and see if there has been anything unusual about the person in the palace over the past three years?"
This sounds euphemistic, but normal people should be able to understand what Chen San means.
As for whether the fake king is abnormal, apart from the queen, the prince probably has the right to say.
The change was not only abnormal, it was as if he had changed into a different person.
When he was a child, he was regarded as a treasure by the king and never scolded him. The relationship between father and son was a happy one.
But starting from three years ago, the prince made up for the scolding he had not received in the first ten years.
At first, the prince had doubts about whether his father had been possessed by a monster, and he even went to the queen to confirm it.
But the queen was worried and could only tell the prince that he was suspicious. The fake king said that a father's love is like a mountain, and a strict father produces a filial son.
Not to mention, I got used to these beatings one after another, and subconsciously I thought that my mother was right, my father hated iron and could not become steel.
"Hmph, don't even think about tricking me with clever words. My father and my son have a deep love for each other. How can I provoke you and others!"
Chen San was numb.
This prince's IQ is definitely as good as his mother's.
It’s so hard to communicate!
Chen San had no choice but to repeat his old trick and once again showed the king's golden chamber and white jade gui as evidence.
When the prince saw Bai Yugui, his pupils suddenly dilated, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a long time.
After becoming Chen San, this kid finally got the idea.
The prince said angrily: "How dare you, the evil monk, steal your father's jade pendant!"
Chen San yelled, "F*ck!"
"Wukong Bajie, don't stop me, I must kill this idiot today!"
Sun Wukong said "Oh" and immediately stood far away.
Zhu Bajie, however, was well versed in the slang of various industries and understood Chen San's subtext. He pretended to pull Chen San's sleeve: "Master, calm down!"
Chen San glanced sideways at Bajie and nodded approvingly.
Then he looked at the king, his eyes seemed to say: Your own son, watch and train him yourself.
The king understood, and recounted his experience with tears and runny noses.
After hearing this, the prince finally believed Chen San's words.
"Are you really my father?"
The king nodded heavily: "My child, I am really your father. If you don't believe me, just look at this!"
The king rolled up his sleeves, revealing an irregular birthmark on his forearm.
The prince also pulled up his sleeves and compared them with his own birthmark.
Perfect reproduction.
The prince has nothing to say now, right?
Chen Sangang was about to congratulate the king on the recognition of father and son, but the prince once again made a shocking statement.
"I will go back to the palace right now to question my father whether this is true or not."
If Chen San had heard these words in the past, he would have reluctantly understood that the prince was cautious, did not listen to one side or believed the other, and wanted the truth in everything.
But now that I have opened my eyes of great wisdom, I can see through cause and effect, but I still can’t see through his little thoughts?
The prince's mental activities were like those of a naked man who had been stripped and nailed to the bed, and could be seen at a glance.
"If the man in the palace is really transformed by the Quanzhen Taoist priest, what should we do?"
"That Taoist priest can summon the wind and rain, and his magic can reach the gods. Even if he knows that he is a fake, who in this Wuji Kingdom can subdue him?"
"If I listen to this monk and go to question him, I'm afraid my life will end..."
A series of psychological activities made Chen San not want to pry anymore.
You are a son of man in vain!
Chen San raised his hand and slapped the prince loudly on the face.
The prince looked confused. After a long time, he pointed at Chen San and said tremblingly: "How dare you beat me!"
Chen San said angrily: "It is unprecedented for a prince to be as good as you are. Even ordinary people are hundreds of times stronger than you!"
"My father was killed by an adulterer, my mother was humiliated for several years, and the inheritance accumulated by generations of ancestors was given away to others. You are still worrying about your personal safety here. If I were you, I would have fought with that monster!"
The king suddenly interjected: "What does the holy monk mean when he says that the queen was humiliated...?"
"I will discuss this with Your Majesty in detail later."
Chen San paused briefly and continued to output to the prince: "You are so weak and bloodless. You know that the man is a monster, but you are afraid of his cruel methods. You are willing to accept the thief as your father. According to the opinion of the poor monk, don't even think about doing it.
Why don’t you secure the prince? Hurry up and dig a hole and bury yourself, lest the news spreads and the whole country laughs."
Zhu Bajie stepped forward and patted Chen San's chest, comforting him and saying, "Master, please don't get excited. Calm down your anger. Calm down your anger."
When the prince was told the central issue by Chen San, he was immediately ashamed and his face turned red.
At least I know I'm sorry, and there should be some redeeming value.
It is said that no one knows his son better than his father, and he knows best the virtues of his own son.
The king guessed that the reason why the prince did this was most likely because he thought that he was no match for the monster. Rather than hitting the stone with eggs, it would be better to leave the green hills without having to worry about having no firewood.
So he reminded the prince: "My son, this holy monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east. He was a man of destiny selected by the Buddha in the west. His disciples are also famous capable people in the three realms."
Sir, I think there must be a way to deal with that monster."
Before the prince could express his position, Sun Wukong, who was squatting in the corner, came over first.
If you don't call it a monkey, it's just a monkey. There is no scheming at all. When I heard the king boast that he was a capable person in the three realms, I felt relieved all over, as if I owed him something if I didn't get rid of the monster for the king.
"Master, I, Sun, will go meet that monster!"
Chen San glared at him: "Each family should clean up the snow in front of their own door. That monster didn't steal your wife. Why are you so excited!"