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

Chapter 177 If you had met me earlier, your illness would have been cured long ago (please vote)
Tang Sanzian looked at the people surrounding the city gate and knew that the plot this time was not much different from the original content.

Along the way, some catastrophes deviated greatly, while others did not make much difference.

As for what the rules are, Tang San has not figured it out until now.

However, Tang Sanzan already knew the situation of Zhu Ziguo in his mind.

Three years ago, Empress Jin Shenggong performed a striptease for His Majesty the King on the Dragon Boat Festival.

As a result, a gust of yellow wind blew by and took away the empress of Jinsheng Palace, scaring the king so much that the rice dumpling was stuck in his stomach.

In addition, Golden Retriever Roar was too arrogant, and left a sentence before leaving: I am Sai Taisui of Qilin Mountain, if you have the ability, come and catch me!
As King Zhuzi, he couldn't stand this kind of provocation, so he immediately sent someone to arrest Sai Taisui.

It's just that Qilin Mountain is a long way away, and the ordinary soldiers of the Zhuzi Kingdom traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and many people died on the way.

By the time we arrived at Qilin Mountain, there were very few people left.

As a result, it is conceivable that many mortals are free to face monsters.

King Zhu Zi lost his wife and lost his soldiers, which directly caused the vitality of the small country to be greatly damaged!
On the one hand, the king was worried that his wife would be taken advantage of by monsters, and on the other hand, he was afraid that neighboring countries would take this opportunity to provoke war.

Worried, King Jade also fell ill.

Tang Sanzan didn't get out of the car either, and said directly: "Xiao Sha, get out of the car and expose the imperial list!"

With Laojun in hand, the system rewarded him with full-level medical skills.

Isn't it a matter of minutes to treat the king of a noble country?
Sha Wujin opened the car door and stepped out of the car, just as he was about to take off the royal list.

The soldiers guarding both sides of the imperial list suddenly stretched out their hands to stop him.

"stop!"

"This is the list of medical seekers promulgated by His Majesty the King. If you dare to reveal the list, do you have medical skills?"

"Yes." Sha Wujin nodded.

The soldier frowned and asked, "If an ordinary country doctor can't cure the king's stubborn illness, how about your medical skills?"

"Very high." Sha Wujin looked slightly displeased.

"How tall is tall?"

"It's probably as high as three or four stories."

"No, since you have superb medical skills, you can't reveal this imperial list!"

Immediately after killing him, his eyes widened, and he frowned and asked, "I have medical skills but I can't reveal it. Is it possible that this imperial list should be revealed by someone without medical skills?"

The soldier nodded: "That's right."

"What the hell is your reasoning?"

The soldier took out his sword and gun, pointed it at Killing Wu Jin, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you can't expose it, you can't expose it!"

"Damn, are you scaring me with this thing?"

Seeing that the soldier was about to take action if he disagreed with him, Sha Wujin immediately took out the Gatling and pushed it to the soldier's chest.

"Why don't you explain things clearly today? I'm going to surprise you. Believe it or not?"

Sha Wujin was already tall and burly, and Gatling's muzzle was bigger than the soldier's head.

Not to mention a hot weapon that spans the ages, even if an iron lump hits it, these two soldiers can't stand it!
The two soldiers immediately threw away their weapons in panic.

"Hero, spare your life, this is not our intention, this is the intention of the national master!"

"This imperial list is just a formality!"

"The imperial master issued this imperial list just to prevent people with medical skills from entering the palace!"

Tang San was sitting in the car, and through the conversation between Sha Wujin and the two soldiers, he basically understood the cause of the matter.

How dare the Imperial Master of the Zhuzi Kingdom engage in eunuch faction and chaos in government?
"Xiao Sha, reveal the royal list and enter the city!"

After the killing was done, he immediately stepped forward and tore off the imperial list.

The two soldiers still wanted to stop them, but Sha Wu stared back a few steps.

When the Humvee where Tang San was buried moved out of sight, the soldiers hurriedly said: "Let's go and report to the National Preceptor!"

"There is something wrong with the imperial list we are guarding. We may be punished by the Imperial Master this time..."

Tang Sanzian, who was sitting on the Humvee, naturally didn't know what these two soldiers were thinking.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Just a national teacher of a small country.

At best, he has some mediocre skills. If he were powerful, he might have fought with Jin Maohou.

My goal is to cure the disease of the noble king and then quickly clear this difficulty.

He didn't want to care about other things, and he didn't bother to care about them.

The group of people arrived at the palace quickly, and Zhu Bajie got out of the car and opened the palace gate.

"The genius doctor of the Tang Dynasty revealed the imperial list, and came to treat the king!"

After a loud roar, no one in the entire palace dared to stop him.

After all, Tang San was buried here to treat the king.

Even if the palace is full of national masters, under the roar of Zhu Bajie, no one dares to come out and stop it openly.

Instead, a few clever soldiers led them to the king's palace.

"King, the doctor is here!"

"Another group of quack doctors, let them go. My disease is beyond cure."

The king's impatient voice came from the palace.

Obviously, he has given up hope on doctors outside.

"Guys, the king is not willing to accept treatment, please come back!"

The soldier made a gesture of invitation to Tang Sanzan with an embarrassed expression.

His grandma's little king is still arranging a score in front of me?

I've come all the way here and I haven't even given you a doctor yet, so why don't you just drive me away?
Tang Sanzun wiped his bald head, stepped forward and kicked open the door of the bedroom.

"How dare you, a monk, dare to break into the palace?"

A group of guards immediately took out their swords and surrounded Tang San and several others.

Several apprentices took out guns and bared their teeth and shouted angrily: "Don't meddle in your own business!"

Tang San walked into the palace as if there was no one around, with a somewhat compassionate smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk has traveled thousands of miles to come here. Today, you have to cure the disease whether you want to cure it or not!"

King Zhu Zi, who was on the sickbed, felt a little dazed seeing this scene.

This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant doctor.

But thinking that the other party came all the way, he didn't care about Tang Sanzan's attitude.

Then he said: "To be honest, I have seen many doctors before and after my illness, but they all shook their heads after seeing them... I am afraid that my illness is hopeless."

Tang Sanzian said disapprovingly: "Then you haven't met me. If you had met me earlier, your illness would have been cured long ago!"

Hearing this, King Zhuzi, who was originally heartbroken, suddenly showed a look of hope on his face, and said hurriedly: "If possible, sir, please save me!"

Without saying a word, Tang Sanzong directly opened the space of the pagoda and shouted: "Old man, come out to save people!"

Although the system rewarded his medical skills, but based on the principle of not doing anything if he could do it, Tang Sanzan directly called out the Supreme Lord.

He's the best at rescuing people.

Taishang Laojun came out cursing, looked at the frail King Zhuzi in front of him, and sighed softly.

Tang Sanzun said: "Old man, why are you sighing? Are you curing your illness?"

Taishang Laojun pondered for a moment, then said: "It's not that I didn't save him, but I really didn't see what kind of disease he had?"

"My job is to make alchemy. It's really too much for you to ask me to treat a mortal..."

"How about I give him a golden pill to try?"

Tang Sanzan nodded: "Okay, you can do whatever you think can be cured!"

After hearing this, King Zhuzi, who originally felt that he had hope of being cured, suddenly turned green.

"Holy...Holy Monk, otherwise we'd better not treat him."

"I...I think I can live for a while longer..."

(End of this chapter)