"Haired skin?"
After hearing this, San Zan looked at Zhu Bajie curiously. When he saw the wig in Zhu Bajie's hand, he suddenly understood, and then smiled slightly and said -
"This is the tradition of Jinshan Temple where I am a master. Every monk must have a magical artifact. This thing is called in the Tang Dynasty - a wig!"
San Zang said,
He reached out to take the wig and put it directly on his head!
In an instant,
The kind-hearted Tang San was buried and turned into a vicious gangster!
Looking at San Zang's face full of flesh, as well as the sky-high sword eyebrows, coupled with the flowing wig, even Zhu Bajie was so frightened that he shivered!
And at this time,
San Zan looked at the monkey who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and Zhu Bajie who was so frightened that his heart was trembling. He couldn't help but smile proudly:
"As a monk, it is inconvenient to participate in many things, so the monks of Jinshan Temple, from the old abbot to the young novice, each wear a wig and carry it with them everywhere!"
"In this way, if there is an occasion where it is inconvenient for a monk to appear, this wig will come in handy!"
After saying that,
Tang Sanzong looked at Zhu Bajie again, who had not yet recovered, and said with a smile: "So... Isn't it handsome to wear a wig as a master?"
"Gudu!"
Zhu Bajie swallowed a mouthful of old phlegm, wiped off a cold sweat, and then said with erratic eyes, half-seriously: "Handsome!"
"Hahaha……"
Tang San was very happy. After laughing a few times, he said loudly: "If you put on the wig, no one will know that your master is a monk. Let's go on our way!"
After saying that,
The third funeral was the first to get on the horse, and they didn't care about Zhu Bajie knocking over the luggage!
but,
At this time, Zhu Bajie looked at San Zang, who was wearing a cassock, and opened his mouth, but seemed to remember something, and finally curled his lips,
He quickly packed his luggage and followed him in three steps at a time.
…
Not long after,
The three masters and disciples came to the vicinity of Chechi Kingdom. From a distance, they saw a group of monks doing hard labor. There were even many monks who were being served by some Taoists with small leather whips.
Even on the ground, you can see pools of fresh or black blood. Obviously, there were many monks before, and they may have suffered!
Because Tang San's burial came quickly, the monks of Chechi Kingdom had not yet reached the end of their rope!
but,
Just after they saw a fierce bandit wearing a cassock, with long hair, riding a tall horse, and bringing a monkey and a pig,
Both the monks and Taoist priests present were stunned!
After a while,
Five young Taoist priests with unkind expressions came to San Zang with their nostrils turned upward. They pointed at his nose and asked, "Wai... are you a monk or a Taoist priest?"
"What?"
San Zan's eyes widened, he looked condescendingly at the few ignorant things in front of him, and said coldly: "Whether the poor monk is a monk or a Taoist priest, what does it have to do with you?"
After saying that,
San Zan looked at the monks around him again and asked with an indifferent expression, "Also, what's going on?"
"Damn it, I've never seen such a crazy monk!"
"No, in our country of Chechi, there is still such a reckless monk. Brothers, arrest this monk and lock him up for a few days to sharpen his spirit!"
"Yes, this group of people who deceive the world and steal their reputation are used to being arrogant outside, and they actually came to our country of Chechi to run wild and were directly arrested and worked as coolies!"
As those little Taoist priests shouted, just when they were about to take action, Tang Sanzang suddenly jumped off his horse and stood in front of the five little Taoist priests alone.
He said with a bad look on his face: "What's the matter? I can't handle reasoning, but you still want to take action?"
"Fuck!"
The leading Taoist priest subconsciously cursed when he saw this, and then without saying a word, the Taoist priest, whose temper was aroused, directly raised his whip and struck San Zang fiercely.
but,
Who is the third burial?
The most reckless man in the Tang Dynasty!
Seeing that little Taoist priest who didn't know how to live or die, he actually dared to take action. He grabbed the tip of the whip with his backhand, stared at it without saying anything, and shook his arm suddenly.
Crackling...
In a crisp burst of sound, the whip in the Taoist priest's hand exploded instantly, and then the huge force crashed into the little Taoist priest like a wild dragon,
boom!
"ah……"
After a muffled sound, the little Taoist priest seemed to have been hit by a speeding train. The hand holding the whip split into pieces with a "click" and he flew backwards screaming.
He hit the ground with a plop, and after spitting out half a basin of blood——
Kick your legs,
He fainted from the pain on the spot!
The remaining four little Taoist priests' eyelids twitched wildly as they watched, and wordless anger surged out of their hearts instantly——
"Come on, a monk is rebelling here!"
"Senior Brother Zhao is injured. This monk is in trouble. Come quickly and kill this naughty monk together!"
"Fuck, you dare to act wild on our territory, Chechi Country. If I don't beat you to death today, what else can I do to see the Master!"
…
Amidst a burst of curses,
The Taoist priests who were watching the excitement rushed towards Tang San's burial like leeches!
At this time,
Tang Sanzang raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the Taoist priests who numbered no less than a hundred people, and with a look of joy on his face, he threw the nine-ring tin staff to the monkey.
He clasped his hands together, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "My Buddha is compassionate... the palm of the Tathagata the Great Merciful and the Great Compassion!"
The moment the words fell,
The three pairs of abdominal muscles vibrated suddenly, and those thick, long, hard, powerful and hairy arms were like pile drivers, slapping the oncoming Taoist priests!
The next second——
Snapped!
"ah……"
Bang bang!
"Ahh..."
Bang | Bang | Bang!
"Ahhhhh..."
In a moment of close contact between flesh and flesh, those Taoist priests whose strength was not on the same level as San Zang could not even block a single slap.
He was immediately sent to the sky by three burials!
True Feitianmao...
Soar into the sky!
at the same time,
In the third burial, one man was in charge and no one could stop him. In a series of "papa" sounds,
Those Taoist priests were either howling and flying into the sky one by one, or lying on the ground with their mouths wide open and breathing heavily, or holding their stomachs and shaking...
In short,
After San Zang slapped her for more than a hundred times in a row, there were only subconscious hums and "ouch, ouch, ouch" sounds left in the world!
certainly,
There were also sharp-eyed little Taoist priests who, after seeing the unstoppable strength of Sanzang, directly smeared Kaiseilu on the soles of their feet and disappeared in a whoosh!
It's obvious that he's trying to shake people up!
After beating people,
The third burial also feels comfortable!
But the monkey and Zhu Bajie have long been accustomed to it, and they are sitting there bored and catching lice!
Until then,
San Zang looked at the monks who were doing hard work around him, and finally waved his hand to an old monk. When the old monk came to him,
San Zan then asked with a smile: "Amitabha, what's going on? Do the monks here have no human rights?"
"Why……"
The old monk let out a long sigh and said with tears: "Eminent monk, you really can't blame us for this..."
"This place is called Chechi Country. It has not rained for a long time, so the king Jili Gulu, Wali Waka, and Mi Mi didn't even touch..."
