To Wukong, these words were just the usual instructions from his master.
But when it reached the king's ears, it was like a steel needle, no, a steel drill, inserted directly into the heart.
"Dare to ask the holy monk, Queen..."
Chen San took a deep breath and was a little disappointed with the king.
The majestic king of a country, the queen who speaks her mouth and the queen who shuts her mouth, how can I live with women for the rest of my life?
"To be honest with Your Majesty, the Queen does feel a little sorry for Your Majesty..."
Hearing this, something was wrong in the king's eyes, and something seemed to be burning in his pupils.
Chen San continued: "But this was not the queen's intention, because the monster was too cruel. Even if the queen resisted in every possible way, how could she be the monster's opponent?"
"Just now I sneaked into the palace and met the queen. She was still covered in scars and was too miserable to look at."
The anger in the king's eyes subsided, and a trace of pity appeared. His brows gradually wrinkled, and he looked at Chen San strangely.
Chen San immediately realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.
"Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand. The poor monk did not see the Queen's injuries with his own eyes. He told the Queen through the wall that Her Majesty was not dead, and the Queen reported it to the poor monk."
You can't say that you pressed the queen against the wall and watched her for real, right?
So what's the difference between you and the green-haired lion?
"For the past three years, the Queen has missed His Majesty day and night, but she hates that she is unable to kill the demon and avenge His Majesty. She can only be forced to surrender in order to save the life of the Crown Prince and protect His Majesty's inheritance."
Having said this, the queen's image seemed to instantly become great.
But the king could no longer stand it.
I secretly swore in my heart that I would never die with that green-haired lion!
Seeing the king's reaction, Chen San felt that the time had come.
"What should your Majesty do if you see that monster?"
The king gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "I will definitely fight with that monster!"
Chen San nodded happily: "That's good. The poor monk will create an opportunity for Your Majesty to challenge the monster."
The king was a little dumbfounded.
Wukong Bajie on the side also looked stunned.
The prince's expression was even more exaggerated, as if he had eaten shit.
Does this opportunity still need to be manufactured?
What is the difference between seeking death?
The prince hurriedly held the king down and said, "Father, that monster is very powerful. Don't be impulsive. You must think long term."
The king looked up to the sky and sighed: "There is revenge but cannot avenge, there is intention but powerlessness, what is the use of me being alive!"
As he spoke, he actually wanted to break away from the prince and hit the wall.
Chen San squinted his eyes, gaining another understanding of this seemingly loyal king.
Good guy, why don't you leave me here to show off your acting skills?
A sad drama, right?
"Well, since the poor monk has promised to your majesty and the queen, you can't watch the fire from the other side. Your majesty only needs to listen to the poor monk's instructions. I will take action when necessary."
Sun Wukong was afraid that he would not be able to appear, so he reminded: "Master, where is my old grandson?"
Chen San touched Wukong's head: "Wukong, of course, has to take action in this battle, otherwise no one will be able to match that monster."
It was rare to hear Chen San praise himself, and Sun Wukong's energy level immediately surged: "Master, what should I do?"
Chen San signaled Ao Lie to close the door and elaborated on his plan with several people in the room.
early morning.
After breakfast, hundreds of monks in the temple lined up at the courtyard gate to bid farewell to the "God of Plague".
In order to prevent unexpected events, Chen San asked the prince and Ao Lie to return to the palace first to protect the queen.
The king dressed as a monk, mixed with the team of masters and apprentices, and went to the palace to "face the saint" together.
The fake king listened to Chen San's words last night and decided to make the scene grander and make it known to all women and children as much as possible. In the future, when the Buddha will reward his merits, he will definitely be at the forefront of being responsible for this calamity.
Therefore, on both sides of the dragon wall of the palace, thousands of guards were fully armed, and hundreds of civil and military officials gathered in front of the steps. Flags were flying all around, making it very lively.
Wukong randomly conjured up a book of customs clearance documents, fooled him into passing the customs, and the group entered the palace.
Not long after marching, he looked up and saw the false king in front of the palace.
Chen San took the lead in bowing his head to the fake king and said: "I, the poor monk, see His Majesty the King."
When it comes to acting, you still have to do the whole thing.
Besides, nodding is not kneeling down, nor does it count as insulting others.
But he saw a flash of light flashing in the false king's eyes.
Chen San turned around and saw the true king with a righteous look on his face, his head held high and his chest held high, with a posture that he would rather break than bend.
He probably got it wrong.
I didn't understand Chen San's intention of asking him to change into a monk's robe.
It’s not that I don’t want to expose it too early and leave everyone in suspense.
That's good for you, why don't you just sacrifice yourself?
All the civil and military officials and the imperial guards saw the holy face every day, how could they not recognize it?
As soon as they saw a man who looked exactly like the king coming onto the field, there was a lot of discussion.
The fake king then began to wonder if he had been deceived by Chen San.
Last night, there was no mention of the fact that the true king was still alive!
Now you brought him here, what else could you do if you weren't here to cause trouble?
What a renegade Tang Seng!
If you are unkind, then don’t blame me for being unjust!
"These people are transformed by monsters and intend to murder me. Take them down quickly!"
The fake king wanted to rely on his unexpired identity to let his guards consume a wave of money first.
The guards hesitated slightly, and finally pointed their spears at Tang Seng and his disciples.
Chen San glanced at the real king.
Damn it, you were so tough just now, now it's your turn to show it off, what do you mean by pouting?
The real king and Chen San looked at each other, then took off their monk clothes, revealing the ocher yellow robe underneath, and pointed at the fake king on the stage: "He is the monster pretending to be a common man, take him down quickly!"
All the guards were stunned on the spot, unable to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
In the end, the rational choice was not to help each other.
You can take credit for rescuing the driver, but you must not take the risk of murdering the king.
"Wukong, don't hurt his life, just beat him until he can't move."
Sun Wukong opened his arms and rushed forward with his teeth bared.
Seeing this, the fake king hurriedly grabbed the guard's sword beside him, but how could any mortal weapon resist Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
After just one encounter, the saber was shattered by the golden hoop. The fake king staggered and fell to the ground, revealing his true colors.
When all the civil and military officials saw the king suddenly transforming into a monster with an animal face and human body, they screamed and fled in all directions.
Sun Wukong leaned on the stick and was extremely annoyed: "I thought I was some kind of powerful monster, but it turned out to be a worthless pustule, boring, really boring!"
The green-haired lion stood up straight, with a look of dissatisfaction: "Monkey! If I hadn't come down to earth in a hurry and didn't bring a weapon, you might not have been able to defeat me."
As soon as Sun Wukong heard this, he immediately got excited, threw the golden cudgel aside, and was about to fight with the green-haired lion: "Then I, Sun Wukong, will not take advantage of you on the sword. Let's see what else you have to say."
Seeing Wukong take the initiative to put down his weapon, the green-haired lion seemed to see hope, cheered up again, and started to compete with Wukong. This chapter has been completed!