"Marshal Tianpeng, I, Old Sun, will ask you if you accept it!"
Under the absolute strength gap, Zhu Gangxi was defeated instantly!
But Sun Wukong did not continue to pursue him fiercely. Instead, he withdrew his magical power, turned into his normal appearance, and coldly snorted at him.
At this time, Zhu Ganghye looked quite embarrassed.
I saw him crawling up from the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. His cloth clothes were already in tatters.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but marveled.
You know, the ordinary demon king would have been killed on the spot if he hit him with all his strength!
Although the Zhugang hyena looked a little more embarrassed, he only suffered minor injuries.
It seems that even if he is reincarnated as a demon, the legacy of Marshal Tianpeng remains intact!
"Bah! I, an old pig, can't obey anyone, but I won't obey you, Bima Wen!"
Unexpectedly, this pig-gang hyena not only has rough skin and thick flesh, but also has an unforgiving mouth. As soon as he stood up from the ground, he started yelling at Sun Wukong again.
"In my opinion, I did the right thing by humiliating and bullying you back then, because you were nothing at all!"
"My wife and I are in love with each other, but because my father-in-law refused to agree, we couldn't see each other for three years! Now, you actually come here to fight with each other for a few ingots of gold, and you are even showing off your power now!"
"Let me tell you, even if you beat me to death today, I will never sign the divorce letter! If I am forced to submit, how can I be worthy of my wife's infatuation!?"
Love is stronger than gold and will last until death!
At this time, Zhu Ganghe raised his head high and looked at the extremely powerful Sun Wukong with a cold eyebrow, as if he had a belief in dying!
But hearing such rebuke, Sun Wukong was surprisingly silent.
If it had been someone else's direct output, I'm afraid Sun Wukong would have driven him to pieces.
But what Zhu Gangxi said now made him lose his temper instantly.
Just because he suddenly remembered that the reason why he fought with the pig today was to force him to divorce Gao Cuilan...
"Master, you really have bad intentions! Why do you have to leave it to me, Old Sun, to do such a damning thing?"
Sun Wukong sighed deeply in his heart, and suddenly felt like taking the blame for someone else.
"Bima Wen, aren't you greedy for money and want to separate me and my wife?"
"Then what are you waiting for now? Why not use the same ferocity you used to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace and beat me to death with a stick!"
Seeing that Sun Wukong didn't speak for a long time, Zhu Ganghe immediately scolded again.
Although this pig wanted to die, every word he said directly struck Sun Wukong's soul, making him feel ashamed and wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Damn it, I, Old Sun, have always acted with a clear conscience. When have I ever acted with a guilty conscience like this?
"Perhaps... I think there may be some misunderstanding here."
With this thought, Sun Wukong said hesitantly.
"Misunderstanding? You've already beaten me to such a moral level, how can there be any misunderstanding?"
Zhu Ganghe suddenly became very angry.
"Actually, I don't want to do this either. It's my master..."
Sun Wukong suddenly remembered something and quickly threw the blame away, "Yes, it's my master! He ordered me to do this. He wanted to separate you two! If you want to blame, just blame him. I can't It doesn’t matter at all!”
Ah sneeze! …
"It's strange, who is scolding me behind my back?"
In Gaolaozhuang, Tang Sanzang, who was leisurely sipping tea with Grand Duke Gao, suddenly sneezed for no reason.
"Your master? Who is he, and why does he want to interfere in the relationship between me and Cuilan?"
"He is Tang Sanzang, a holy monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to obtain scriptures!"
"Tang Sanzang!?"
Hearing this name, Zhu Ganghe trembled for no reason, "This person you are talking about is the golden cicada under the seat of Tathagata Buddha. Is he a destined Buddhist scripture collector who has practiced for ten lives in the human world?"
"Why, do you recognize my master?"
Sun Wukong was also surprised by this.
However, Zhu Gangxi didn't respond to him anymore, and he suddenly froze on the spot.
"The man who is destined to learn scriptures from the East... I, the old pig, have been waiting for him for nearly two hundred years, and now he is finally here?"
Zhu Ganghe muttered to himself, joy, sadness, depression, loss... Various expressions changed rapidly on his face, making it impossible to distinguish his happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.
"Great Sage, it seems that there is indeed a misunderstanding between us. I, an old pig, was very offensive to you verbally just now. I hope you won't take it to your heart."
Unexpectedly, Zhu Gangxi, who was still cursing at first, would change his attitude and even take the initiative to apologize to Sun Wukong.
What the hell?
What's going on with this pig? Why did he suddenly change his mind?
The sudden scene made Sun Wukong unable to react.
"Great Sage, if you don't mind, could you let me go back to Gaolaozhuang and meet your master?"
Then, before Sun Wukong could speak again, Zhu Ganghe said this again.
"Of course there is no problem! Anyway, there is a wrongdoer and a debtor. He is determined to beat the mandarin ducks. You just go to him to settle the score. I, Old Sun, will definitely not help each other!"
Sun Wukong agreed without even thinking about it, and responded rather sinisterly.
After all, if his master hadn't insisted on doing this, he wouldn't have been scolded by this stinky pig, and he wouldn't have been able to fight back.
It would be great if it could divert misfortune and make Tang Sanzang feel disgusted!
At this point, the two of them didn't say anything more. They immediately shook hands and made peace, then headed back together in the direction of Gao Laozhuang.
After a while, the monkey and the pig returned to the manor and entered the living room.
"Hmph! Zhu Gangxi, now you have seen how powerful this eminent monk is! Now that you have received such a severe beating, shouldn't you sign the letter of divorce?"
Seeing Zhu Ganghye with a bruised nose, swollen face and ragged clothes, Gao Taigong immediately gave orders and waved the divorce papers in front of him.
But the latter did not pay any attention to his father-in-law, but looked at Tang Sanzang with burning eyes.
Although Tang Sanzang pretended to be indifferent on the surface, there was a burning pain on his face.
After all, breaking someone's engagement is really a sign of lack of virtue!
At this time, Sun Wukong also had evil intentions on his face. Could it be that he had sold me and asked Zhu Gangxi to come and settle the score with me?
"Holy Monk, are you Tang Sanzang, the destined scripture collector from the East?"
Just when Tang Sanzang was panicking, Zhu Gangxi suddenly asked.
After hearing this, Tang Sanzang immediately showed the air of a saint and said, "Yes, it is the poor monk. I wonder what this pig benefactor has to teach you?"
In response, Zhu Ganghe did not respond immediately, but looked at him up and down for a while.
After seeing the brocade cassock Tang Sanzang was wearing and the nine-ring tin staff he was holding, he was relieved of his identity.
"Holy Monk, I, the old pig, have been waiting here for you for two hundred years."
At this time, Zhu Ganghe spoke again, "Two hundred years ago, the Bodhisattva enlightened me and gave me the Dharma name Zhu Wu Neng. He also asked me to give up eating meat and dislike food. Let me wait here for your arrival and follow you. Let’s go to the West to learn scriptures together.”
"But I have been waiting for two hundred years, but you have not been seen for a long time. I thought that my path to seek scriptures had been wasted, so I married a wife and settled down in the Uzbeg Kingdom."
"My first wife was named Sister Mao, but her life was miserable. One year after we got married, she died of illness in the mountains."
"My second wife is Cuilan. I originally thought that as long as you don't come, no matter how much my father-in-law objects, I will stay with her forever."
"But now...since you are here, this relationship that has been tortured for three years is now over..."
Speaking of this, Zhu Gangxi looked around the porch and looked at Gao Cuilan's still locked boudoir, with a hint of sobs in his voice.
Listening to his self-report, Sun Wukong on the side was suddenly stunned, and the little white dragon who was basking in the sun in the yard also raised his head.
Could this five-big and three-thick pig demon be the disciple appointed by the Bodhisattva to his master? ?
