Chapter 182: Master, You Unjustly Killed Him (Part 3)

"Ho ho, Master, it's so hot! Let my old pig rest!" Zhu Bajie couldn't stand it anymore, and the pig hair all over his body was soaked.

Not only him, but even the green-haired lion and antelope were so hot that they only stuck out their tongues and their limbs were weak.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ Xiaobai, let's rain a little ~" Tang Seng was also hot enough, turned over and got off the pig, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

Zhu Bajie instantly turned into a human form, and directly took off his monk's robe, revealing a hairy horizontal flesh.

"I'll try it~" Long Xiaobai also untied his white robe hotly, revealing his chest, and scolded in his heart: Why is this special flame mountain so perverted? Before I saw the mountain, it was almost dry.

"Aang!" a dragon groaned, and a huge dragon flew into the cloudless sky.

"Boom!" a huge dark cloud drifted in, and suddenly the people who saw it fell to their knees on the ground.

"The dragon is raining!"

"Divine Dragon, save us!"

“......”

"Don't wait, I'm the holy monk of Dongtu...... ! Dry mouth! The rain is coming!"

Long Xiaobai didn't bother to pretend to be forced, and when he opened his mouth, he sneezed.

"Ah~Ah~Ah!"

"Boom!" the clouds were rolling, and it seemed to be raining, but it had been a long time before a single drop of rain fell.

"I'll wipe it!"

"Ah~Ah~Ah~Ahh......h

However, it still thundered and did not rain.

"And, what a dragon, a worm, a waste of feelings!"

"Phew!

"Let's go, wait until I die......"

"Ho-ho! Zhu Bajie gloated.

"Hey, hey! Xiaobai was embarrassed. Sun Wukong snickered.

"Alas......" Tang Seng sighed.

"Twing!" the six-eared macaque flipped on the back of the blue-haired lion, a mocking expression.

Long Xiaobai collected his true body as fast as he could, and then returned to the ground at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. I cautiously glanced around and found that there were no outsiders, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaobai, no one, I've watched it all. Sha Seng said with some amusement.

"Whew...... Damn, it's a shame!" Long Xiaobai untied his white robe, took it off directly, and wiped it on his face very unimaged, like a bandit. Hmm~ handsome bandits.

"Ho ho, Brother Monkey, this radius of hundreds of miles is a desert, it's better for you to be tired, turn over and fight to get some water." "Zhu Bajie is really thirsty enough.

"Apprentices, learning from the scriptures is a test, and this can be regarded as a kind of tempering of body and mind. As a teacher, a mortal can still endure it, can't you bear it? If Chang Bajie said, it would be better to fly directly over this desert. Tang Seng began to teach his disciples again.

It is said that since this product has been taught a good lesson by Guanyin Bodhisattva, he often gives a long speech to the disciples, and it seems that he is really afraid that there will be another Bodhisattva to sue him for having no way out.

"Keep walking, there seems to be a house ahead. Tang Seng said, walking towards a village with a Zen stick.

Apprentices, look at me, I'll take a look, helpless, so I have to follow honestly.

Of course, Long Xiaobai understood what was going on, and at the same time he was very curious in his heart, whether this Flame Mountain without the Iron Fan Princess was now guarded by the Bull Demon King.

When I thought of the Bull Demon King, I thought of Taishang Laojun, and I couldn't help but feel my brain swell. At the beginning, I clearly remembered that Taishang Laojun hinted to the Bull Demon King that he should treat himself well.

......

The master and apprentice led the mount pet into the village, and some of the residents passing by looked at them numbly, and even did not react to the ferocity of Zhu Bajie, Sun Wukong and the mount. They all fell on the side of the road, or walked in hiding, like a walking corpse.

"Old man, what kind of place is this?" asked Tang Seng as he squatted beside a half-dead old man.

The old man shook his head and pointed to his throat.

"Alas~pitiful~It turned out to be a dumb person~" Tang Seng sighed pityingly.

"I~I'm thirsty~" The old man said this with difficulty, and then his eyes were full of hiccup.

"Damn, so dead?" Long Xiaobai was startled.

"Ho-ho, Master, you wrongfully killed him. "Zhu Bajie's mouth!

Sure enough, Tang Seng glanced at him, but he didn't have the mood or strength to worry about him at this time. I had to sit cross-legged beside the old man and meditate on the scriptures.

"A few elders, are you from afar?" At this time, an old man was carried by a young man and walked over.

"Amitabha, this old man, we are monks who came from the east and went to the west to learn scriptures. "Long Xiaobai tithes.

But the handsome and scummy face, revealing the scene of this upper body, doesn't look like a monk no matter how you look at it.

"Oh~ It was originally a holy monk who came to Dongtu. I'm the village chief here, so ask me any questions. The old man coughed a few times, obviously not in good shape.

Tang Seng finished reciting the scriptures at this time, stood up, and saluted: "Dare to ask the village chief, what kind of place is this? Why is it so hot, and why is there such a tragic situation!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, holy monk~ I advise you to go back! There is an eight-hundred-mile flame mountain ahead, and you can't get through it at all!"

The village chief said, gesturing into the distance.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and sure enough, they saw that the sky in the distance was red, and some flames could faintly be seen showing out of the mountain.

"Eight hundred miles of flame mountain? Oops~ How is this good!" Tang Seng was in trouble for a while.

"Well, in fact, once a year, an iron fan fairy would come to extinguish the fire and rain nectar, so that I could wait to store water and grow some food. But the immortal who put out the fire three years ago was replaced, and we asked for a lot of offerings, and we only paid it once, and we couldn't afford it anymore, no, it hadn't rained for two years!"

"Amitabha Buddha ~ good, good, good. Tang Seng had a look of pity on his face.

"Damn, is the Bull Demon King so black-hearted?" Long Xiaobai couldn't help but scold. Talking, according to the joint responsibility, you can't run away. Who told him to kidnap Princess Iron Fan?

"Oh, this little elder knows that Niu Daxian?" the old man asked curiously.

"Phew, bullshit cow fairy, green hat cow!" Long Xiaobai scolded very unscrupulously.

"Well, who's to say it's not. Three years ago, the Iron Fan Immortal would come to extinguish the fire and rain as long as he made a little offering, and even if it was not good to catch up with the year, he would be exempted from the offering. But after the later Niu Daxian came...... Alas, what a wreck!"

"Ahem...... When did this Bull Demon King become so black-hearted!"Sun Wu was in a hurry, so he almost came to the door with a stick.

And then the boy spoke.

"Elders, in fact, they don't all wish for that Niu Daxian. I heard some people say that it was all his wife's jade-faced fox. The jade-faced fox is too greedy, not only does he want money and food, but also a young man who contributes ten Zhiyang (places) every year. ”

At this, the boy shuddered.

", what does she want a man for? Can't the Bull Demon King satisfy her?" Long Xiaobai's words can be said to have shocked everyone.

Tang Seng and the others are okay, they are used to it. But it was bitter for the village chief and the boy, and his frightened face changed.