Chapter 769

"It's better if you don't go, it's better if you don't go, divide the things, I will go back to my Gao Lao Zhuang, Junior Brother Sha will go back to his Liusha River, Brother Monkey will go back to your Huaguo Mountain, we will go away on our own, and we will also take Lao Shi Zi Jing. what."

Zhu Bajie is very good at holding chimes, and while talking, he can't wait to divide his luggage.

"Idiot is right, old man, I have to thank you, I don't want to go to learn scriptures." Sun Wukong said with a smile while looking at Taishang Laojun.

Sha Wujing didn't say a word, but expressed his attitude with actions, and concentrated on helping to divide the luggage.

"Tang Sanzang! You are shameless!"

The golden and silver boys cursed in unison.

"Can't stop talking!"

Taishang Laojun scolded, if it was because he broke the plan, it is estimated that Buddhism would try his best to find him unhappy.

After all, this is about the prosperity of Buddhism.

Moreover, Heavenly Court also participated in it to get a share of the pie, and he couldn't bear the responsibility if his westward travel was blocked.

Because that's the equivalent of stabbing a wasp.

No matter how awesome you are, you are afraid of a group of wasps.

"Tang Sanzang, there may be some misunderstanding here. These two boys are stubborn, and I will definitely discipline them. Since you are devoted to the Buddha, how can you say that you can't go west and not play like that?" Lao Jun said in a deep voice.

Su Xun's face was expressionless, and he folded his hands to face the west: "Amitabha, the poor monk is afraid that he will face the Buddha without face after going to the Western Heaven with a stigma behind his back."

"Forget it, you go by yourself." Taishang Laojun has now believed that the baby is not with him.

Because Tang Seng is definitely not such a person.

The second is that he does not have the strength.

The two gold and silver boys walked down the realm, and there was no one to discipline them. Maybe they had other thoughts.

The two gold and silver boys felt a chill behind their backs.

Tang Seng said: "The old gentleman is watching the autumn, the poor monk retire, Wukong, lead the horse."

"Master." Sun Wukong led the white dragon horse over, and then supported Su Xun onto the horse.

Seeing this, Lao Jun shook his head. How could a mortal who even mounts a horse be supported by someone with the strength to steal the treasure from the golden and silver boy?

Soon, the four master and apprentice left on horseback.

Taishang Laojun glanced at the two gold and silver boys.

"Master." The Jinyin boy was inexplicably vague.

Taishang Laojun didn't pay any attention to them, and shouted directly: "Where is the four-point meritoriousness?"

"See Laojun." The four-value Gong Cao appeared.

Taishang Laojun said: "The four of you secretly protected Tang Seng along the way, and tell us what happened."

"Yes, yes, the four of you quickly say, did that Tang Seng rob our treasure?" The two golden and silver boys became excited again, and finally there was a witness.

"This……"

The four of the Four Values ​​Gong Cao looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

Taishang Laojun frowned: "Don't tell me soon!"

"If that's the case, then what are our brothers saying?" Yue Zhigong, Cao Yi gritted his teeth, looked at Taishang Laojun and said: "Tang Seng is a mortal, where does the strength come from to grab the treasure from the two boys? As for the treasure. Where is it, I'm waiting but I don't know."

The smiles on the faces of the golden and silver boys who were full of joy instantly froze, and they pointed at him with wide eyes: "Why are you talking nonsense..."

"Shut up!" Lao Jun's face was gloomy, he felt that it was obvious, he had seen through everything.

The two boys have been in the realm for too long. After being disciplined, they feel strange and want to do something.

"Lao Jun, I'm waiting to retire."

Four-value Gong Cao's voice fell, and his figure disappeared from the air in an instant.

As the saying goes, eating people is short-mouthed and taking people softly.

They can only choose to speak for Tang Seng.

Lao Jun looked at the two gold and silver boys coldly.

The two of them shuddered together and knelt down on the ground with their legs soft.

"Master, Master Mingjian, that treasure was really taken by Tang Seng, we dare not lie to you."

"Yes, sir, we are wronged."

The two were crying and defending themselves, their hearts were full of grievances, why, why!

"Humph! Injustice? I think you are daring!" Taishang Laojun's tone was cold.

The two of them almost lost their minds.

Taishang Laojun directly took out a bottle and put the two in.

"The two of you should think about it inside. When you reform, Da Che Dawu will hand over the hidden treasure, and I will let you out."

Inside the bottle, the two brothers Jinyintongzi looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

The baby is not with them at all, how can they take it out?

Does that mean they will never get out?

"Tang Sanzang! My mother is calling!"

"My fellow!"

Two angry curses echoed in the bottle, followed by the heart-wrenching cries of the two of them.

It was really sad for the listeners, and tears for the listeners.

They feel that there is no one more wronged than themselves in the world.

It's clearly telling the truth, but there's no evidence, and no one is willing to believe it, so you have to take the blame.

woo woo woo woo……

"Ache! Ache! Ache!"

Su Xun sneezed three times in a row and sniffed, "Which young lady is thinking about the poor monk again."

After finishing speaking, he took out the copied seven-star sword and distributed it to Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing.

Revealing the truth to the five parties, the eighteen guardians Jialan, the four-value meritorious cadres, and the six Dings and six Jias also came.

Let them be grateful.

After all, if you want to let the horse run, you can't just eat hot pot for the horse, you have to give the horse some sweetness.

The Three Thousand Revealing Truths of Lingshan and the five hundred Arhats have long been thoroughly corroded by Su Xun.

I don't know where they normally eat meat and drink secretly now.

I heard that there are still a few Arhats who are self-taught. They are already at the forefront of Lingshan's era. They have learned to prostitute, and they also play the multiplayer sports that Su Xun mentioned.

Su Xun said that he was really a good person, and he helped them return to normal human nature step by step.

blue star.

The capital of the three districts.

Tang Seng, dressed in a bright red cassock, walked out of the airport, attracting the attention of many people.

"Is this the third district?"

Looking at the street full of white-skinned, golden-haired, or dark-skinned, curly-haired foreigners, Tang Seng took a deep breath. The air abroad was so sweet, and the smell of bullets was everywhere. It was perfect.

The more chaotic it is, the more spiritual support is needed, and the more foolish it is... it is wrong, the easier it is to develop believers.

"Robbery! Robbery!"

Suddenly, a harsh scream sounded.

Although it was in English, Tang Seng could understand it, because he had already made a foolproof plan before he came to the third district.

Not only in the reincarnation space exchanged for the great success of the King Kong Indestructible.

Also exchanged for language proficiency skills.

These two have already spent the few lucky lucks that he was confused about.

In particular, King Kong is not bad magic, I practiced too slowly, and it took all my luck to directly exchange it to Dacheng.

He turned his head and saw a white woman chasing a bald black man.

Tang Seng's eyes turned cold, insulting my hairstyle.

He jumped up and kicked out.

"boom!"

The thief who was fleeing was kicked and flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was in an uproar and widened their eyes.

"The benefactor, your stuff."

Tang Seng picked up the bag, walked to the white woman, and said calmly.

"You... are you a reinforcement person?" the woman asked dumbly as she took the bag.

Tang Seng's face was calm, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha, a Buddhist disciple of the poor monk, Tang Sanzang."

A gust of wind blows.

The red cassock rolled up and made a cold sound, and Tang Monk stood tall and straight like a long spear.