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

Chapter 72 I Have a Purple Gold Gourd, too

The old vixen kept chanting formulas in his mouth, trying to make the gold rope stand up.

But at this moment, the gold rope seemed to be frightened, and it surrendered softly in front of the gold rope buried in Tang San.

"Reply this letter. Your golden rope is fake, but mine is real!"

When the old fox saw that something was not going well, he wanted to run away.

"Still want to run? Did I let you run away?"

Tang Sanzian's eyes turned cold, and the golden rope seemed to have a connection with him, and he walked straight towards the old vixen.

Before the old vixen could take a few steps, Tang Sanzan's golden rope passed under her armpits, tied her hands together backwards after tying a knot in front of her chest.

Emmm...

How should I put it (·人·) is outstanding!
This knotting method is very Japanese!

Tang Sanzan looked at the bound vixen with a face full of black lines. Although he was a bit old, he had to say that his figure was protruding and backward, and coupled with the superb binding skills of the golden rope, it seemed to have a special flavor.

"Aaron, thank you, Master, for solving the problem!"

Aaron held up the old vixen's golden rope and handed it to the master respectfully.

Looking at the bound old vixen, he reached out to take her life.

I saw that the old vixen was not only not afraid, but smiled coldly.

"I think some of you can be considered successful in cultivation. I advise you to leave behind the golden rope and don't make any mistakes!"

After finishing his killing duties and worrying that he had nowhere to show off, Gatlin directly pressed against the old vixen's forehead and said in a cold voice: "Come on, can you explain to me what self-error is?"

The old vixen took a deep breath: "There is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but if there is no door to hell you break in!"

"If you dare to attack me in the Three Realms, you already have a way to die!"

After the words fell, the old vixen slowly closed his eyes and muttered something.

Within a moment, two wisps of demonic wind swept from the horizon.

"Mother, who dares to be arrogant here in Longshan, waiting for my two brothers to capture me!"

Yaofeng fell to the ground, and Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao appeared in front of Yalong Cave.

When they saw Tang San burying their master and apprentice, the expressions on their faces instantly froze.

"Master, let me tell you that these two little monsters are lying to you. Can Xiao Sha take action this time?"

Shawu Jin's eyes lit up and he looked at the two of them eagerly.

"Holy...holy monk, can you give us two brothers some face and let your godmother go?"

King Golden Horn bit the bullet and spoke.

In addition to completing the tasks assigned by the Heavenly Court, the most important thing for me and my younger brother to go down to the lower realm is to guard the old vixen who presses the dragon mountain.

If this old vixen has any troubles, the two brothers will never even think about returning to heaven in this life.

"Golden Horn and Silver Horn, you two are lads under Laojun's seat, how can you beg for mercy from this monstrous monk?"

"Why don't you quickly tie up this group of people and drink?"

When the old vixen saw the weak looks of the two brothers, his heart suddenly burned with anger.

"Godmother, please calm down and let me handle this matter!"

King Golden Horn smiled at the old vixen, but secretly cursed the idiot in his heart!
We two brothers tried our best to send away the Buddhist scriptures, but you sent these disaster stars to your eyes in a blink of an eye, do you want our brothers to die?
King Jinjiao took a deep breath and said to Tang Sanzong: "Holy Monk, my godmother doesn't know the Holy Monk's methods, so why should I ask the Holy Monk to be noble?"

Tang Sanzun shook his head: "What face do you two have with me?"

King Jinjiao and King Yinjiao looked at each other, their eyes full of bitterness.

And the old vixen behind them was even more dissatisfied now!

I called you here to help, not to beg for mercy from this monk!
The old lady leans on the Taishang Laojun, how can she be afraid of these monsters who have become spirits?
"Jinjiaoyinjiao, is this how you two are responsible for my safety?!"

"I tell you that if something happens to me, you two will have nothing to eat!"

Hearing the voice from behind, King Golden Horn's expression changed from cloudy to cloudy.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the Golden Horn King suddenly raised his head and said to Tang Sanzian: "Holy Monk, although we two brothers don't want to offend you, it is related to the safety of my godmother, so I will offend you!"

Looking towards Yinjiao and nodding, King Jinjiao said with a dull expression: "Second brother, give him some color and see!"

"Okay brother!"

King Yinjiao immediately took out the purple gold gourd and shouted: "Spiritual learner, do you dare to agree to my call?"

Shawujin and Aaron were stunned for a few seconds, not understanding what Yinjiao was doing.

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie looked curious.

Ever since they saw these two wonderful Wendou in Lianhua Cave, the two of them had the illusion that these two monsters might be a little mentally ill.

Tang Sanbian also rolled his eyes at him as if he were a fool.

Seeing that Tang San was unmoved by the burial, King Silver Horn became even more anxious.

The two brothers' cultivation bases are mediocre. If they want to save their godmother, their only chance is to rely on the magic weapon bestowed by Laojun!
"Spiritual learner, let me call you, do you dare to promise?"

……

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the atmosphere.

King Silver Horn noticed that everyone was looking at him, and suddenly felt his face burning.

Fuck!
Who knows why such a good magic weapon has such a use restriction!

Everything is for the godmother, so be ashamed of yourself!
Thinking of this, King Yinjiao took a deep breath, and continued to speak: "Spiritual learner, do you dare to agree to my call?"

"Your grandfather is here!"

"Wa hahaha!!"

Hearing Tang Sanzong's response, King Silver Horn suddenly laughed wildly.

After covering the lid of the purple-gold gourd, King Yinjiao turned around with his chest upright and asked for credit to King Jinjiao: "My good brother, I have taken the Buddhist scriptures into this gourd. It won't take a while, and I will definitely call him!" He knelt down and begged for mercy!"

"Are you an idiot?"

Tang Sanzan stood at the same spot, looking at King Yinjiao who was smiling like a fool, he couldn't help interrupting his fantasy.

"what?!"

King Silver Horn's laughter stopped abruptly, he glanced at Tang San Buran who was standing there, opened the lid of the purple gold gourd, and couldn't help but swing it out.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Haha, to be honest, this poor monk also has a purple gold gourd like yours."

"But mine is a male, and yours is a female. The female won't work when she sees the male."

???

With King Yinjiao's surprised expression on his face, Tang Sanzan slowly took out a purple gold gourd that was exactly the same as in his hand.

Then he shouted with a smile: "King Silver Horn!"

"what?"

Swish!
After the words fell, a gust of wind was heard. Before King Silver Horn could react, he felt his body being sucked into the gourd uncontrollably.

"Second brother! Second brother!"

"Monk! What kind of sorcery did you use to suck my second brother into your gourd?"

King Jinjiao panicked and saw his brother being sucked into the gourd. At this moment, he didn't care about the identity of the Buddhist monk and started yelling.

He took out the jade bottle, just about to use it.

But then I thought about it, even if the purple gold gourd didn't work, would the jade purification bottle in my hand definitely work?

Seeing the hesitant Golden Horn King, Tang Sanzan raised the purple gold gourd in his hand and shouted, "Golden Horn King!"

King Golden Horn trembled instantly, and hastily stretched out his hand to cover his mouth tightly, for fear of making a sound.

Although he didn't know why the pilgrim had an identical purple gold gourd, but he knew that if he was sucked into it, his life would be completely over!
　Come over with all the tickets and rewards.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)