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

"Isn't this bullying an honest monkey?"

Sun Xingzhe looked up to the sky and shouted angrily.

I was confused and plotted by Heavenly Court and Buddhism, and caused a big fuss in Heavenly Palace.

But at most, he just smashed some things and vented his dissatisfaction with being Butima Wen.

Not to mention the losses that Hei Wuchang mentioned were caused by him, there is no telling whether Heavenly Court's inventory is that large.

For a place as big as the Peach Garden, there are three hundred tons of flat peaches?
Not to mention the peaches, there are peaches and trees in the entire garden, and it’s hard to say whether the land is 300 tons or not.

Let’s talk about Taishang Laojun’s elixir.

The master took Lao Jun and asked him to refine the elixir. After such a long time, he only managed to refine it day and night, only over 100,000 pills.

Can there be two tons of inventory in the Tushita Palace?

There is also the book of life and death in the underworld...

Although I have indeed participated in each of these incidents, the nature is completely different.

Even if they are sentenced, for stealing one piece or ten pieces, the punishment standards are one in the sky and one on the earth!
Hei Wuchang saw Sun Xingzhe's face full of anger and did not dare to raise his head. He just lowered his head and continued: "By the way, I almost forgot, in addition to these losses in heaven and hell, the Dragon King of the East China Sea also reported losses..."

"How many more reports did he report?" Sun Xingzhe's eyelids twitched, feeling that he could no longer control his anger.

"He...he said that the Great Sage made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace. Not only did he take away the East China Sea's Dinghai Divine Needle, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, but he also...took away all the treasures accumulated in the Dragon Clan's Dragon Palace treasure house over millions of years... …”

At the end of the sentence, even Hei Wuchang was embarrassed to say it.

This old Dragon King has gone too far.

Others are exaggerating the losses, but it would be better for you to just let the Great Sage take over everything in one fell swoop...

"Fuck, Ao Guang, fuck@%#*..."

Sun Xingzhe was so angry that the hair on his face stood up.

"Master, I won't talk about it for now because Heaven and Earth have wronged me. Why does this Old Dragon King of the East China Sea have him?"

"Is it because he doesn't take a shower just because he's old?"

"My old grandson must go there today and let him know why the flowers are so red!"

Tang Sanbing grabbed the furious Sun Xingzhe and said, "Little monkey, you have forgotten that Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, was sliced ​​into pieces by the little pig in Fengxian County."

"I'm afraid it's already over a year old."

Sun Xingzhe stamped his feet on the ground angrily: "Is this the end of it?"

"Don't be hasty yet. Don't be overwhelmed by the debt."

Tang Sanbian waved his hand, signaling Sun Xingzhe to calm down first.

After all, it happened.

Now Ao Guang, the only dragon king of the East China Sea who can be touched on the surface, is gone.

As for heaven and hell...

Before you have absolute strength and a complete strategy, you can't take action easily!

The new Eighty-one Dilemma of Journey to the West is not over yet, and my own strength can only rely on the experience card to be invincible for sixty seconds.

Otherwise, the peak strength of Taiyi Golden Immortal would not be enough to fight against Tiantian Ting.

"This account will be paid back in the future."

"But……"

Tang Sanzian's face turned cold: "Little monkey, you don't believe me?"

"letter!"

"Since the moment Master rescued me from Wuzhi Mountain, I have believed in Master unconditionally!"

Seeing Tang Sanzian's face, Sun Xingzhe couldn't help but shudder, and some not-so-good memories suddenly came to mind.

This is why Master hasn't taken any action recently, almost forgetting that the monk in front of him is not a good person!

Sun Xingzhe calmed down, and Tang Sanzian looked at Black and White Wuchang again and said, "What are you two doing here?" "Didn't you just say that the zombies here were caused by problems with the Book of Life and Death? Are you thinking now? Are you taking them back to the underworld?”

Now that the little monkey has shouldered this debt, given the current situation in the underworld, can he still take the initiative to make up for his mistakes?

There are three realms, heaven, earth and humans. Although the human realm is weak now, the tunnel realm is actually not much better!
On the one hand, because Empress Houtu reincarnated into reincarnation, there were no real saints in the underworld. In addition, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of Buddhism took away part of the luck in the underworld.

Today's underworld can be said to have become a subordinate agency of heaven.

Now that the accounts are all settled, there must be something fishy about coming here again.

"Holy Monk, if, I mean if, I say that the two of us coming here is a coincidence, do you believe it?" Bai Wuchang said cautiously.

Tang Sanzian raised his brows and slowly moved his wrist, "If, I mean if, the poor monk makes a mistake and beats you two to death, it would be an accident. Do you believe it?"

Black and White Wuchang's face suddenly turned earth-colored, recalling the scene when he was caught by Tang San at Liu Boqin's house near Liangjie Mountain.

Bai Wuchang couldn't help but trembled, gritted his teeth and said, "Holy Monk, can you please stop asking this question?"

"Can't a poor monk ask?"

Hei Wuchang had a bitter look on his face: "If you ask, Holy Monk, and if others find out about this, we two will be devastated when we go back!"

Tang Sanzian spread his hands and lightly shrugged: "Then let me ask another question, will you tell the poor monk voluntarily, or will you let the poor monk speak for you?"

next second.

The gun was instantly aimed at both of their heads.

The momentum of the three innate spiritual treasures locked onto Black and White Wuchang, and actually suppressed them and caused them to kneel on the ground!
"Holy monk, spare your life, I say, I will say anything!"

Hei Wuchang yelled hastily.

Tang Sanzong waved his hand, and his disciples put away their guns.

"Now, this is not what the poor monk forced you to do. You said it voluntarily."

Black and white impermanence:? ? ?
This is crazy...

"Why, you don't seem to be willing?"

Seeing Sha Wujin mentioning Gatling with a perverted look on his face, he began to accumulate blue light.

Hei Wuchang shuddered: "Voluntary, we two brothers are very willing!"

"Holy Monk, this is what we are here for!"

Hei Wuchang snatched an opaque jar from Bai Wuchang's hand and raised it respectfully.

"What's in this?"

"Meng Po milk tea!"

Tang San's burial:? ? ?

"Do you think this is funny?"

Also Meng Po milk tea... Why don't you have the King of Hell hot pot? Is there milk tea in this fucking world?
“Holy Monk Mingjian, what’s inside is really Po Meng’s milk tea!”

"It is a substitute carefully prepared by Meng Po based on Meng Po Soup. It has one-tenth of the efficacy of Meng Po Soup!"

Bai Wuchang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained hurriedly.

"Even if what you said is true, then what's the use of bringing this thing here? Is there a ghost here?"

Meng Po soup is drunk by ghosts to forget the memories of past lives and reincarnate.

This is common sense within the Three Realms.

"Useful, very useful!"

Hei Wuchang took out a contract from his arms and handed it to Tang Sanzian's hand.

"This is a contract signed between our underworld and the Dashang Demon Subduing Department. We will provide a certain amount of Mengpo milk tea every year and hire them to be our non-staff personnel in the underworld, responsible for hunting down some fugitive ghosts in Luzhou, Beiju."

"Although this Meng Po milk tea is only one-tenth as effective as Meng Po soup, it can be used in the world of the world."

"Especially for the zombies in Beiju Luzhou, it has a very good inhibitory effect, which can prevent these zombies from developing intelligence due to their past life memories." (End of this chapter)