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

Chapter 159 Eight Hundred Miles of Thorn Ridge
Seeing a khaki bead that Tang Sanzan took out from his hand, Sha Wujin scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Master, why didn't you take out this treasure earlier?"

Tang San was so angry that he directly hit Sha Wujin on the forehead.

"Boom~"

"His grandma, did you give me a chance to speak, ah!"

Tang Sanzan looked at a stone tablet not far away, and knew that he had reached Thorn Ridge.

The thorns climb eight hundred miles, and there are roads that few people travel in ancient times!
According to the plot of the original work, this difficulty originally meant that the Eight Realms were raking away hundreds of miles of thorns.

Unexpectedly, this time let the drunken killer take the lead.

He sighed helplessly.

Sun Xingzhe smiled and said, "Master, why are you sighing?"

"I'm lamenting how terrible it is to be uneducated. This place is [-] miles away."

Sun Xingzhe chuckled: "Isn't that right? You see, I always say it's a thousand miles away!"

Tang Sanzan rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "How can you be better than others?"

Sun Xingzhe: ...

Zhu Bajie kept beating the electronic wooden fish in his hand, and said solemnly: "Master, this place is weird. There are usually hundreds of miles of thorny ridges. It is obvious that this place is intentional!"

Tang Sanzan naturally knew this well.

Thorn Ridge is essentially a few old trees that prepared sugar-coated shells for Tang Sanzan, trying to corrode Tang Sanzan's Buddha heart.

There is another Xingxian who wants to capture Yuanyang who was buried in Tang San...

To be honest, this difficulty is not difficult at all.

The only thing worth mentioning is that a few well-cultivated old vegetative people came out to find Tang Sanzan's poem...

You said it was kicked on the iron board, right?
As an aspiring young man who had received nine years of compulsory education, Tang San, who had memorized three hundred Tang poems since childhood, was worried that he had nowhere to perform.

You must know that this is the Zhenguan period, and Li Bai and Du Fu, who are awesome in the Tang Dynasty, have not yet been born.

As long as these old vegetative people dare to spell poems with him, he dares to let Li and Du live in his shadow for the rest of their lives...

The master and apprentice got into the car and continued on their way.

After all the killing mission, a few bullets blasted away hundreds of miles of thorny ridge. Not long after the Hummer left, it stopped in front of an ancient temple.

The years are deep in the white cranes, and the spring and autumn are under the green stage.

After Tang San got out of the car, he saw this couplet written on the stone tablet...

To be honest, some of the old vegetative people here like to erect monuments for some unknown reason.

Tang San buried his bald head, and then said: "Okay, ok, that's great!"

Sha Wujin stepped forward to have a look, and then asked: "Master, what's the good news?"

Tang Sanzun felt annoyed when he saw the killing mission completed, and said lightly: "It's good that I can't read!"

After speaking, he kicked over the stone tablet.

"Great Sage, Holy Monk!"

An old man wearing a scarf and light clothes suddenly appeared, followed by a naked ghost with a green face and fangs and a red beard.

The old man said: "The little god is the land of Thorn Ridge. When I heard that the great sage and the holy monk came here, I couldn't welcome them. I prepared a special fruit plate!"

Sun Xingzhe narrowed his eyes and realized that the identities of these two people were fake.

It's just that Tang Sanzan and Sun Xingzhe hadn't moved yet, Zhu Bajie kicked over the fruit plate and snorted coldly: "Who the hell are you fooling? What kind of land is a monster pretending to be here?"

Sun Xingzhe was surprised for a few seconds and asked curiously: "When did you idiot secretly learn from me my piercing eyes?"

"Why are you so fierce and dazzling? In the wilderness, old pig, I have never seen any land that is so kind!"

Seeing that his identity had been found out, the monster stopped pretending, and immediately a gust of evil wind rolled up, trying to sweep Tang Sanbu away.

However, the spell was finished.

Tang San Burian stood motionless on the spot.

The monster makes another trick.

Still not scrolling...

monster:……

Tang Sanzong curled his lips: "You haven't mastered your cultivation yet?"

Sun Xingzhe raised the AK47 and was about to overtake the monster, but Tang Sanzan hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't do it yet!"

Tang Sanzian turned his head and said to the monster: "Let's go to your lair, let's meet friends and talk poetry together!"

???

After hearing Tang San's words, the two monsters looked at each other and fell silent.

These are all my words!
But now that the matter has come to this, the two monsters can only bite the bullet and say: "Holy monk, don't blame me, please come with us!"

Several people followed the two monsters and came to Muxian Nunnery.

The scenery here is pleasant, you can see cranes coming from Cuiyan, and you can hear frogs croaking in the green swamp. Being in it, I feel relaxed and happy, and my breathing is much more comfortable.

Three old men walked out of Muxian Nunnery.

At the beginning, the old man who pretended to be a land said: "Holy monk, this old man is the Eighteenth Lord of Thorn Ridge, and his humble name is Jinjie. These three are Lord Guzhi, Ling Kongzi, and Old Man Fuyun!"

Tang Sanzan glanced absently, and casually nodded to the four vegetative people.

"Four holy monks, please sit down!"

Although the number of people was somewhat different from their expectations, at this point, these vegetative people could only bite the bullet and continue the process.

Tang San was sitting on the stone stool carelessly, waving his hands and saying: "You guys are welcome, just treat it as if you are at home!"

Zhu Bajie also laughed: "That's right, everyone sits down, why are you so polite?"

"This……"

Why do you feel like this monk is the master here?

The four vegetative people looked at each other, and then sat down.

Tang Sanzun was the first to speak: "You must all be Taoists, right?"

"It's the Taoist disciple!"

Tang Sanzun nodded, and suddenly said with a smile: "Then may I ask which of the three religions you are from?"

"This……"

The faces of the four vegetative people suddenly became embarrassed.

Duke Guzhi stood up and said: "The four of us are used to being idle and have never joined the three religions."

Tang Sanzan continued to ask: "Why didn't you join? Did you not like it?"

Lingkongzi hesitated and said: "Now that the three religions have already retreated from the Three Realms, there is no way for us to join even if we want to join."

Tang Sanzian shook his head: "Really? I don't believe it."

Four vegetative people:...

In order to ease the embarrassment, Mr. Jinjie hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Don't mention this, let's just talk about the Zen machine today."

"The holy monk came from afar, so I will start first!"

Mr. Jinjie stood up, paced and thought for a moment, and said: "The mind of Zen is like the moon, and the poetry is renewed like the sky."

Ling Kongzi immediately clapped his hands: "Okay! Okay!"

Tang Sanzan: ...

This guy just read a few sentences and then the commercial exchange started. If I come up with Li Du's poem later, how should you respond?
Duke Guzhi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "From the word 'good' in Duke Jinjie, I have to write a good sentence to make it beautiful!"

Ling Kongzi continued: "Jiawen does not spit on rare treasures."

Not to be outdone, Fu Yunsou pondered for a moment and added two more sentences: "The prosperity of the Six Dynasties was wiped out, and the elegant songs were deleted again in the Fourth Dynasty."

"it is good!"

"Wonderful!"

"Articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance!"

Duke Jinjie laughed and said, "I wait for the monks to pay attention to the beginning and the end. Since there is a beginning sentence, why not have a conclusion? Why don't you ask the holy monk to help you to make a conclusion?"

According to the plot of Journey to the West, Tang Seng was already carried away by the praise at this time, but after finishing the sentence, Xingxian was impressed by his talent and wanted to directly drag him to work.

It can be said that these old vegetative people flattered Tang Seng step by step, making Tang Seng beautiful.

But it is impossible for Tang Sanbu to come according to their plan.

He shook his head and said, "It won't work!"

Duke Jinjie hurriedly comforted him: "With the talent of the holy monk, how could it be impossible to catch up with the few clumsy words we have made?"

If Tang Sanzan is not held up to the sky, there is no way to lead Xingxian out as planned.

Otherwise, if a woman appeared out of thin air and posted it directly, it would appear that the traces of the script were too serious...

(End of this chapter)