Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 106 The moonlight is like water, and the little piggy is still awake!
Tang Sanzan frowned, saw the woman who had finally regained consciousness, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

The woman wiped her tears, and then said: "I am a widow from this Chen family village. My husband died in the river a few years ago because of fishing."

"Pick up the key points!"

"Since my husband died, I have been pulling shit and piss on the child left by my husband alone. I have worked hard and hoped that he will grow up."

"But who knows..."

When the widow said this, she seemed to be trapped in painful memories, and her whole body couldn't help shaking violently.

Chen Village.

As the westernmost boundary of Chechi Kingdom, Tongtian River is the boundary.

As the saying goes, relying on mountains to eat mountains depends on water to eat water.

People in Chenjia Village have made a living by fishing for generations.

Until one day, a king of inspiration suddenly appeared in Tongtian River!
He claimed to be the god responsible for the good weather here, and asked Chenjiacun to worship a pair of boys and girls every year!
This will bless the local fishermen to return home with a full harvest!

But the waters of the Tongtian River are vast, and the people of Chenjia Village will return with a full load every time they fish, so naturally they don't need the blessing of the King of Inspiration.

So at the beginning, Chenjiacun did not agree to the request of the Inspiration King.

And this inspiration king did not embarrass the people of Chenjiacun, and concentrated on practicing alone in the Tongtian River.

It can be said that during this period of time, the monsters lived in harmony, so that everyone forgot about it.

Tang Sanzong frowned slightly.

This is slightly different from the Journey to the West I have read. In the original book, the inspirational king ate a lot of boys and girls.

I didn't expect to be a good demon for a while at the beginning.

"Since you have said so, then something must have happened later, right?"

The widow nodded and continued, revealing the reason why the Inspiration King turned dark.

"Later, the village head, Chen Fugui, got seriously ill. The doctors invited by the village said it was hopeless, but after a few months, the village head miraculously recovered..."

"Later I found out that the Inspiration King helped cure the village chief, and in exchange, a sacrificial ceremony was held in the village every year!"

This so-called sacrificial ceremony is just a cover, the purpose is to present boys and girls to the king of inspiration.

However, under the control of the village chief Chen Fugui, the originally brutal sacrifice turned into a young hero's challenge.

In the end, the heroes who are selected every year will become the blood food in the mouth of the king of inspiration.

It's just that the villagers didn't care at first.

The child disappeared unexpectedly and thought it was a slip and fell into the river.

Even if the family is sad, there is nothing they can do in the face of such an accident.

Coupled with Chen Fugui's concern and care, and at the same time giving these families some financial compensation, the matter passed quickly.

Until one day, the widow inadvertently saw that the village head took the boy and girl with the iron sword to meet the king of inspiration!

This scene completely woke the widow up.

She was afraid that her child would one day become the food in the mouth of the King of Inspiration!
But let alone the King of Inspiration, she can't even fight against the village chief Chen Fugui!
So she began to publicize Chen Fugui's evil crimes everywhere in the village, hoping that the villagers could unite and bring Chen Fugui to justice!

But no one in the village believed her at all.

After all, there was no real evidence and no one dared to doubt the respected old village chief.

And the original king of inspiration just casually mentioned the matter of sacrifice. There is no sacrifice in the village, and life is still going on normally.

Although no one in the village believed it, the village chief Chen Fugui had to be vigilant.

In order to retaliate, Chen Fugui secretly used methods to make the widow's son a new warrior.

He changed hands and gave it to the King of Inspiration as a sacrifice!

The widow who knew the truth accused Chen Fugui of his crimes over and over again in the village, but everyone thought she was insane.

In this way, the annual ceremony is still going on as usual.

The King of Inspiration received a sacrifice, the village chief Chen Fugui gained a life span, and everything seemed normal.

In everyone's eyes, the only change in Chenjia Village is that there is a mad widow in the village...

Finish the story.

The widow looked at Tang Sanzong with earnest eyes and asked pleadingly: "Master, can you help me?"

In the middle of the night, I was blocked at the door by a widow with messy hair and delirious, asking if you could help her.

what would you do?
Tang Sanzan originally didn't want to take care of this matter, but the matter involved the King of Inspiration, so he had no choice but to take action.

As for rescuing the widow’s child…

It is estimated that there is no hope.

After monsters eat people, they end up in a state of disarray. It can be said that they literally disappear into the three realms.

Even if Tang San had the intention, he would be powerless.

Looking at the widow's eager eyes, Tang Sanzian said: "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter!"

"Really?"

The widow's eyes lit up, as if she saw hope.

"real!"

Seeing the trace of joy in the widow's eyes, Tang Sanzong nodded solemnly.

a woman.

Her husband died, leaving only one child as spiritual sustenance.

But the child still died.

Just say that she doesn't know the truth, but she knows that the village chief colluded with the King of Inspiration to kill the child!
Under such a blow, a person is driven crazy...

Tang Sanzong took a deep breath and said to the widow: "You can sleep here tonight. I will go see the Inspiration King tomorrow!"

The widow froze for a moment, bit her lip and asked, "Aren't you sleeping here?"

"I despise you!"

The widow froze for a few seconds, and finally smiled helplessly.

Tang Sanzan stopped talking and walked out of the room.

Perhaps it was a long-cherished wish that had been cherished for many years and finally had a little hope. The widow was lying on the bed, and her eyes were finally no longer muddled.

His eyes couldn't help but get wet.

……

Tang San was buried out of the door, and the sound of the little pig's snoring in the middle of the night was earth-shattering, so angry that he ran directly to the door and smashed it up.

"Little pig, are you asleep?"

"Little piggy?"

"Little Piggy, open the door, I am Master!"

"Punish the Eight Realms!"

"Little Pig!"

"Little Piggy Eight!"

"I am the master, please open the door!"

bang bang bang...

Zhu Bajie, who was sleeping soundly, finally heard the knock on the door, and reluctantly got up from the bed.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he opened the door, yawned and asked, "Master, why are you here?"

"Little pig, you haven't slept yet?"

???

Zhu Bajie, who was originally sleepy, woke up instantly when he heard this.

Staring at Tang Sanzan with wide eyes, he said aggrievedly: "Master, you feel your conscience and say, you don't know if I slept or not?"

Woke me up in the middle of the night, and asked me if I was still awake?
How could there be such a thick-skinned person in this world?
Zhu Bajie had a bitter face, and he didn't dare to say a word in his heart.

After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with a reason: "The bed is too hard and I can't sleep."

Tang Sanbu nodded: "Okay, since you don't want to sleep, just stand on guard for a while!"

After Tang San had finished speaking, he lay down skillfully on Zhu Bajie's bed and fell into a comfortable sleep.

"Master, why don't you sleep in your own room?"

"Master's bed is too soft to sleep on!"

???

Zhu Bajie glanced at Tang Sanzan speechlessly, and muttered: "Old pig, I like to sleep on soft beds. If that's the case, then shall I go to sleep on your bed?"

Tang Sanyi turned over: "Go if you like!"

(End of this chapter)