Hong Huang: What should I do if I hug the wrong thigh?

The king of Che Chi quickly stamped the customs clearance documents and sent the plague gods away.

No one cares about Jin Chanzi's black face. Anyway, Monkey King is very happy and the matter has been resolved satisfactorily.Zhu Bajie and Drifting were also very happy, they didn't try their best, if they lost, even if they didn't die, it would be considered incompetent, and they would be easily liquidated in the future.

Just as he was on his way, Monkey King suddenly raised his head and glanced at the sky.With piercing eyes piercing through the clouds, it was a group of monsters who headed aggressively to Xitian Lingshan, apparently to seek revenge.It should be that the fire spirit conveyed the words of the green lion spirit to the demon emperor before, causing the demon emperor to be furious, and directly sent so many monsters to the west.

I really hope that it is to seek revenge, and it is best to fight more fiercely, to destroy Buddhism, so that he doesn't have to go to the west to get Naoshizi's scriptures.

There were countless demon clans flying in the sky, and Sun Wukong became more and more excited as he watched from below. Jin Chanzi called him several times but he didn't hear it.

It wasn't until Zhu Bajie pulled Monkey King several times that Monkey King came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Jin Chanzi was dissatisfied and said: "Wukong, I mean you have worked hard on this journey. Your identity as a disciple of the Taoist sect accompanied me to go to the West to learn scriptures is indeed unfair. Otherwise, you will call yourself a disciple of Buddhism when you meet a human race again. Wait until you get it back." The scriptures, I’m going back to intercept the teaching!”

Sun Wukong sneered twice, restraining the thought of killing Jin Chanzi, and said: "My old grandson has only one teacher in this life, no matter it is true or not, I am a Taoist disciple!"

"As for the inconvenience, you don't need to worry about it. My old grandson has his own way." As if he didn't say it cheerfully enough, Sun Wukong added: "I didn't see you being useful before, but now you're still stained."

Jin Chanzi was attacked again, but there was nothing he could do.He hasn't seen the Bodhisattva for a long time, and even if he wants to change the protector, he can't communicate with the Bodhisattva?What's more, Monkey King is destined to be like this, and it is really difficult to replace.

Seeing Jin Chanzi's cowardly appearance, Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk felt even more contemptuous in their hearts, so they dared to play tricks on them, and it was useless at critical moments!
Walking to the front of the river, you can see the turbulent waves, unfathomable, and there is a monument beside the river, named "Tongtian River".There are also two lines of small characters at the bottom, "Across eight hundred miles, few people have traveled since ancient times."

"Wukong, may you carry me across the river?" Jin Chanzi first pinned his hope on Monkey King.

Sun Wukong looked at the river with fiery eyes, and refused: "My grandson is not good at water, if I accidentally fall into the water, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you!"

"Bajie, may you cross the river as a teacher?" Jin Chanzi looked at Zhu Bajie again. Zhu Bajie was once the marshal of the canopy. He often boasted about managing the navy, and his underwater skills will not be weak!
Even if he wanted Zhu Bajie, he would not want to do that hard work, he hesitated and said: "It's easier for the old pig to cross the river by himself, but it's heavy to carry mortals on his back!"

Drifting didn't need to wait for Jin Chanzi to ask, he lowered his head to reduce his presence, so that Jin Chanzi couldn't even call him out.

Jin Chanzi couldn't cross the river, and was at a loss again. The journey to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures was endless, but monsters and ghosts emerged endlessly. The difficulties and obstacles were closely intertwined. How should he go to the west.Once the helpless thoughts emerged, it was impossible to disappear as if they had never appeared, and tears were shed immediately.

Monkey King: Crying and crying, it's so annoying!
"Don't cry, it's just a river! Wait for my old grandson to find the dragon king in the river and ask him to give you a way to cross the river!"