A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Tang Sanzang's heart, and he tried to persuade him:
"Your Majesty the King, after the poor monk leaves this place, he will definitely discuss with General Li Erlang and treat the Queen and the Prince well."
"There is no end to the sea of suffering, it is better to let go..."
Suddenly, the King of Wuji Kingdom grabbed Tang Sanzang by the collar, lifted him up in the air, and said angrily:
"Shut up! You evil monk!"
"How can you have the face to say that you will treat the people of our Silky Country well when you destroy our Silky Country!"
"I am going to kill you!!"
at this time.
The Jing Dragon King with the body of a dragon suddenly appeared. With a wave of his hand, he rescued Tang Sanzang and suppressed the King of Wuji Kingdom. He said:
"Holy Monk, are you okay?"
"You thief, you don't dare to trouble that lion spirit, how dare you be rude to the holy monk!"
"I will let the ghosts from the underworld send you to the eighteenth level of hell to atone for your sins!"
While talking, King Jing Long lit a Yin Talisman to summon ghosts from the underworld to come here.
The king of the Wuji Kingdom was pressed to the ground. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move. A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he begged:
"The villain realizes his mistake, please ask the holy monk to spare his life!"
"The villain wishes to be reincarnated, please ask the holy monk to bypass the villain!"
Seeing this scene, Tang Sanzang smiled bitterly and said:
"Amitabha, Your Majesty the King, why are you doing this?"
"King Jing Long, I wonder if I can spare His Majesty the King and just send him to reincarnation."
King Jing Long nodded and said flatteringly:
"Everything is decided by the holy monk. Xiaolong and the horse-faced ghost messenger from the underworld are close friends. The king of the Wuji Kingdom will definitely be reincarnated into a good family."
Different from ordinary monsters, King Jing Long is from the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, so he naturally knows the identity of the person who has learned the scriptures.
Not to mention Tang Sanzang's three disciples with great supernatural powers, Tang Sanzang alone could not afford to offend him.
That was the second disciple of Lingshan Tathagata Buddha, Jin Chanzi!
However.
One breath!
Five breaths!
Half an hour passed, but no ghost from the underworld appeared.
King Jing Long took out a handful of Yin Talismans from his sleeves, lit them all, and said with a forced smile:
"Ahem...Holy Monk, Brother Horse Face must be busy with trivial matters. He should be here later."
…
A few more hours passed.
No ghost from the underworld ever appeared. Tang Sanzang felt sleepy and said:
"I wonder if King Jing Long can send the young monk away from here first?"
King Jinglong took the King of Wuji Kingdom into his hands and said flatteringly:
"Holy Monk, look at Xiaolong's memory. He actually forgot that Holy Monk is now a mortal body."
"Holy Monk, walk slowly. After Xiaolong delivers the reincarnation of the King of Wuji Kingdom, he will go to you in person to report."
After that, King Jinglong enthusiastically sent Tang Sanzang's soul out of the Crystal Palace.
…
early morning.
The sun is rising.
Sun Wukong sat in front of the desk, looked at Tang Sanzang who was still sleeping, and muttered:
"Idiot, why do you think Master is sleeping so deeply? Could it be that he had some kind of sweet dream? He couldn't bear to wake up?"
Zhu Bajie swallowed a whole roast goose in one gulp. His mouth was full of oil. He covered his cheeks with his sleeves and said vaguely:
"Wait a moment... wake up the master... I'm not full yet..."
Sha Wujing drank a jug of wine and said with emotion:
"With wine to drink and meat to eat, this is how people...ahem, monsters live."
"Those vegetarian dishes were so unpalatable that I almost vomited."
Suddenly, Tang Sanzang opened his eyes in a trance, and saw that he had returned to the camp, sat up, frowned, and said in surprise:
"Strange, where does the smell of meat and wine come from?"
Seeing this scene, Zhu Bajie quickly lowered his head, and Sha Wujing also stuffed the empty wine bottle into his arms.
Sun Wukong smiled and joked:
"Master, maybe the common people are grateful to Erlang for saving them from the sea of misery, so they brought wine and food to the camp early in the morning to express their gratitude."
"By the way, I called you just now, but you couldn't wake up no matter how much I called you. Could it be that you had a sweet dream?"
Tang Sanzang stood up and walked to the table. After sitting down, he sighed:
"Wukong, my master almost died last night. Fortunately, King Jinglong rescued him."
"It turns out that the lion spirit is a fake king. The real king was killed three years ago and his body was pushed into the well..."
As Tang Sanzang recounted his experiences last night, Sun Wukong and others couldn't help but laugh.
The queen was robbed, the emperor was beaten... The king of the Black Chicken Kingdom was actually a pitiful man.
…
at the same time.
Inside Wuzhuang Temple.
"Ah~ I really can't eat anymore, what about you?"
I saw that Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's belly was bulging, and his hands, face, and clothes were all dark.
People who didn't know about it thought that Ming Yingzong was burned.
Sima Zhong, Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty, covered his cheek with one hand and made a fist with the other, saying with a grimace:
"This ginseng fruit tree is so hard that I lost a few of my teeth..."
Looking at Emperor Hui of Jin whose two front teeth were empty, and Ming Yingzong who had turned into a black coal.
Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, who was spotless and his clothes were as clean as new, smiled from ear to ear, with tears streaming down his face, and joked:
"Hahaha... You are so stupid... Ouch, you're going to make me laugh to death."
Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, turned his head and exclaimed:
"Wan Yangou, why didn't you eat with us? Don't you want to live forever?"
Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, grabbed a dead branch and thought about it, and strands of evil energy lingered in his palm.
Within a few breaths, the dead branches turned into fly ash, blowing in the wind.
Song Gaozong Zhao Gou clapped his hands and said proudly:
"Hehe...Zhu Qizhen, have you forgotten about my practice of magic skills?"
"Why do you need to chew it with your mouth? Can't you just refine it directly?"
Ming Yingzong angrily punched the tree stump and said angrily:
"Damn! If I had known earlier, I would have taken him away and made some soup."
"Kakaka"
A crack suddenly appeared in the ginseng fruit tree stump that had been burnt to pitch black, and soon the crack continued to spread.
Ming Yingzong touched his fist and said in surprise:
"Is it really useful to eat ginseng fruit trees? Am I so powerful now?"
Song Gaozong Zhao Gou was just about to test whether there were any changes in himself. Suddenly, a hazy fairy light attracted his attention.
I saw the ginseng fruit tree stump cracked into countless pieces and scattered on the ground, revealing two fruits that looked like full-moon babies.
Sima Zhong, Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty, grinned and wished he could cry with joy:
"This...this must be ginseng fruit!!!"
"If you eat just one, you can live forty-seven thousand years!"
However, Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, discovered the problem.
Although I don’t know why these two ginseng fruits are hidden in the tree stump, there are only two ginseng fruits, and there are three of them... This is not easy to distinguish~
The next second, Song Gaozong Zhao Gou winked at Ming Yingzong and pointed at Emperor Hui of Jin who was still smiling.
Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen only hesitated for a moment, nodded, pretended to be surprised, looked behind Emperor Hui of Jin, and shouted:
"Who are you!"
Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty, Sima Zhong, turned his head in astonishment. After seeing the dark space passage behind him, he said doubtfully:
"Hey, this is not space..."
Before he finished speaking, Emperor Jin Hui suddenly felt a pain in his butt, a huge force came over him, and his whole body was kicked directly into the space passage.
Song Gaozong Zhao Gou took back his feet and said with a smile:
"Okay, now we have enough ginseng fruit, Zhu Qizhen, one for each of us."
Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, showed no guilt at all on his face and echoed:
"That's right, Emperor Hui of Jin was a fool, but he also dreamed of immortality. He was really stupid."
(End of chapter)
