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

Chapter 77 Is the black-bone chicken country most famous for?

After half an hour of Lao Jun's output, Golden Horn and Silver Horn covered their buttocks and never dared to mention the matter of making decisions for them.

Drooping his head tearfully, he silently cursed Tang Sanzan a hundred times in his heart!A hundred times!

Taishang Laojun, who had lost his trouser belt, quietly lifted his trousers.

He said solemnly: "Holy Monk, it's not too late. The poor Taoist will take the two boys to Tushiita Palace to start refining the elixir!"

Tang Sanzan nodded.

Watching Taishang Laojun and others leave, the loli notification sound rang in his mind.

[Ding, it was detected that the host influenced Taishang Laojun, changed the script of Journey to the West, and rewarded the host with massive cultivation! 】

[The host's cultivation base has been raised to the third level of the Celestial Immortal! 】

At the same time, three wisps of resentment drifted towards the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven.

The color of the Golden Lotus of Merit and Virtue in the Pure Lotus Pond became a little darker again.

The lamp-burning ancient Buddha who was responsible for guarding the Dark Demon Land instantly noticed that the cracks here were showing signs of opening again.

"It's not right, something is not right!"

Ran Deng shook his head and murmured to himself: "This place has been peaceful for hundreds of millions of years, why did it become so abnormal when the Journey to the West started?"

"Could it be that the Journey to the West is not as simple as the great prosperity of the West?"

……

Tang Sanzan and his group continued to move forward over mountains and ridges. With Aaron's Humvee, the group could not be exposed to wind or rain in the car.

It is better to say that it is a journey than a journey.

There are no guests in the ten-mile pavilion, and there are stars in the nine-fold sky.Ships from the eight rivers are all closed, and all seven thousand states and counties are closed.

The six palaces and five mansions return to the officials and slaughter, and the four seas and three rivers stop fishing.Bells and drums rang at the top of the two towers, and a bright moon filled the universe. (Note 1)

Finally, Hummer Aaron stopped in front of a temple.

"Disciples, we have been on the road of learning scriptures for so long, and we have never lived in a temple. Today is considered to be home!"

Tang San was the first to get out of the car. When he saw the temple's eight-character brick walls with red mud and gold nails on the doors on both sides, his eyes suddenly lit up! (Note 2)

Damn it, it’s still a popular place!

It's just that the plaque is covered with dust, and it's getting late, so it's hard to see what kind of temple this place is.

Zhu Bajie took a step forward: "Master, I'm going to knock on the door!"

Tang Sanzong waved his hand: "You are ugly, but you should go as a teacher!"

With that said, Tang Sanzong stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Not long after, a young monk came out and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

"The poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and wanted to stay in the temple for one night." Tang Sanzian said with a smile.

"Oh, I can't be the master..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged monk came out and said in a cold voice: "Where did this wild monk come from? Baolin Temple is a royal temple and only accepts relatives of the emperor!"

"There is an inn thirty miles ahead. If you want to stay, go and stay there!"

Tang Sanzian's face darkened: "I can stay here because I think highly of you. If you are shameless, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"The little monkey broke his leg and threw him out!"

The middle-aged monk's face turned stern: "Damn monk, get out of here and you are paralyzed, I am the monk official of Baolin Temple!"

"As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. You are so arrogant in my territory, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Bang bang bang!"

Without saying a word, Sun Xingzhe took out his AK47 and shot the monk's legs to pieces.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Call you paralyzed! Call again and I will send you to see the Buddha!"

Sha Wujin carried Gatlin to the only upper half of the monk official's body.

"Old man, have you always been this brave?"

"Little pig, break the door!"

"boom!"

The gate of Baolin Temple was directly blasted open by a strong blast of artillery.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, Zhu Bajie appeared at the gate respectfully and said: "Master, please!"

"Your courage is commendable. I will send you to see the Buddha. He will be very satisfied!"

Tang Sanzun glanced at the middle-aged monk who was breathing in less and exhaling more, and stepped into the mountain gate.

The little monk had never seen such a formation before, and hurriedly said: "This master..."

Zhu Bajie turned his head, pointed the laser cannon in his hand at his head, and said coldly: "What? You want to die too?"

The little monk was so frightened that his knees weakened and he collapsed directly on the ground.

Oh shit……

This is the so-called foreign monk who can chant scriptures, right?
Walking into Baolin, the temperature suddenly dropped a few points.

Tang Sanzan frowned.

In the dog days of summer, shouldn't the royal temple have such a gloomy atmosphere?

Passing through the lobby, an ancient well appeared in the center of the courtyard.

The cold air of the entire temple emanates from that well.

Sha Wujin said doubtfully: "Master, I think there is something wrong with this well?"

After hearing the words that the killing mission was over, Tang Sanzian rolled his eyes.

Everyone can see that something is wrong, right?
However, as a royal temple, it seems reasonable to make a self-made cold storage for air conditioning.

Tang Sanbian didn't think much, and directly chose to take a detour, following the aroma of the food, to the dining hall.

Because it happened to be meal time, most of the monks in Baolin Temple were eating here.

Tang Sanzong slapped the table.

"Young ones, bring me any delicious food you want!"

"Who are you? Why did you break into my Baolin Temple without permission?"

A muscular monk with his upper body naked stood up.

Thinking of the scene at the temple gate just now, Tang Sanzian said directly: "I am your father!"

"It's mine!"

The monk threw the steamed bun in his hand towards the ground and rushed towards Tang Sanzong.

But before he could take a few steps forward.

Shawujin stood up with Gatlin in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Don't dirty the table."

Hearing Tang San's acquiescence, Gatlin directly pressed against the monk's chest.

"Goodbye!"

The monk had never seen such a strange weapon before, and said in a cold voice: "Dead fish eyes, get out of here and paralyze you!"

"Da da da da da..."

Sha Wujin pulled the trigger, and powerful spiritual power gushed out instantly!

Before all the bullets were fired, the monk in front of him was blasted into blood foam and scattered in the air...

"Fuck?!"

Seeing that a big living person disappeared in the blink of an eye, the chopsticks in the hands of other monks who were eating fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Only the abbot of the temple managed to maintain his composure, bit the bullet and said: "Monk, you are miserable!"

"The one you killed just now was the monk sent by King Wuji to this Baolin Temple. You are about to get into a lawsuit!"

Sha Wu turned a deaf ear and walked up to the abbot, Gatling slowly aimed at his head.

"This……"

Cold sweat instantly wet the abbot's cassock.

Sha Wujin said, "I'll just ask you once, can you serve the food?"

"Yes! It must be possible!"

The abbot hurriedly spoke: "Come here, quickly serve these mages who have come from afar, some good food!"

The voice fell.

The monk in the kitchen carefully carried several plates and placed them in front of the table where Tang San buried several people.

Looking at a table of vegetarian dishes, Zhu Bajie's expression changed: "That's it? Your royal temple in Baolin Temple treats us with this thing?"

"We haven't eaten meat for a long time, and we're all dumbfounded. You actually want us to be vegetarian?"

Sun Xingzhe also said: "Old man, we just ate a lot of vegetarian food at noon, who can still eat vegetarian food now?"

Sha Wujin tilted his head and asked, "Master, are we eating vegetarian dishes at noon? Why don't I know?"

Sun Xingzhe: "Scallions sprinkled on top of grilled fish, isn't that considered vegetarian?"

These words made all the monks in Baolin Temple speechless.

Tang Sanbian slapped the table: "Host, serve the meat!"

"The third master walked such a long way, killed so many demons, and came to a temple with so many people, isn't it just for today!"

"Is the black-bone chicken the most famous in your black-bone chicken country? Grab two to make soup, and then make two large plate chickens and roast chickens!"

PS: The poems in Note 1 and Note 2 are excerpted from the original chapter of Journey to the West

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