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

Chapter 94 Chicken soup is here! (Please give me monthly votes for recommendation)

"Meet some holy monks!"

By the banks of the Black Water River, just when Tang Sanbu and his disciples were having a good meal.

An old man emerged from the Blackwater River.

Sun Xingzhe's eyes turned cold, and the AK47 instantly appeared on his forehead: "Who are you?"

The old man was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Great Sage, calm down! I am the river god of the Heishui River. This dragon has taken over my home. The little old man is here to thank the holy monk for his righteous action!"

Another river god?
Isn't it why everyone likes to be a river god these days?

Tang Sanzong took a sip of beer, stood up and looked at him with a half-smile but said, "Since you are the River God, can you turn my ax into a golden ax and a silver ax?"

River God:? ? ?
"The holy monk is joking, I am the River God, not the God of Wealth!"

The God of the River laughed awkwardly, glanced at the barbecue grill in front of them from the corner of his eye, and saw that these people actually roasted the dragon and ate it!

Oh shit!

What a group of ruthless people!
He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and waited until Tang Sanzan's teacher and apprentice were happy with the meal, then carefully took out a pot of fragrant chicken soup from his sleeve.

"Hey ha ha ha, chicken soup is here!"

"A few holy monks ate charcoal-grilled dragons just now, are they all thirsty?"

"This is the chicken soup I made myself. After drinking it, I can ensure that several holy monks are not affected by the black water river!"

Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up. He smelled the aroma of chicken soup and raised his hand to take a few sips.

Tang Sanzian shook his head and asked, "Don't drink the chicken soup in a hurry."

"Since you are the River God, let me ask you why the water in the Blackwater River restricts the use of spiritual power?"

There is no record in the original Journey to the West that the Blackwater River has such strange properties.

The God of Heishuihe frowned, and whispered, "The holy monk doesn't know something, this Heishuihe has been like this since ancient times!"

Tang Sanbu let out a groan, squinted his eyes and looked at him: "You are dishonest!"

The Blackwater River God felt guilty.

He has been in this Heishui River for many years, so he naturally knows that the situation here is unusual. It is because of the peculiarity of this river that he has been dormant here for several years.

Now that the dragon is dead, he doesn't want anyone else to delve into the mystery of the river.

"Holy Monk, everything the little old man said is true. If these holy monks hadn't helped to subdue this dragon, I wouldn't have been willing to give this chicken soup to these holy monks!"

"Oh, really?"

Tang Sanzian looked at the River God with an unkind look: "You old man keeps urging us to drink chicken soup. Are you afraid that you have poisoned the chicken soup?"

"what?"

Zhu Bajie was taken aback, and held down the river god with a big hand like a cattail fan: "Old man, what are you doing, dare to poison people in this chicken soup?"

When Tang San's thoughts were exposed, the River God was suddenly shocked and immediately defended: "Holy Monk, this kind of thing is not a joke."

Sun Xingzhe's fiery eyes glanced around the river god, and a faint divine light connected with the black water river.

It is definitely the river god here.

"Master, this old man is indeed the river god here, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Tang Sanzun shook his head: "It's not right, my intuition tells me that things are not that simple!"

As the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do, you are either rape or steal!

Even if they helped the river god get rid of the dragon, it wouldn't make the river god so caring.

His eyes fell on the chicken soup, Tang Sanzian smiled coldly, picked up a spoon, filled a bowl, and handed it to the River God.

"If you didn't poison, you would just drink this bowl of chicken soup."

The expression on the river god's face froze for a few seconds, and he immediately said: "Holy Monk, this chicken soup is to ensure that you are not affected by the Blackwater River. As the river god here, I have no use drinking this chicken soup!"

"So you should drink it, holy monk!"

Seeing the river god's refusal, the disciples also realized the problem.

The three apprentices took out their weapons and locked onto the River God.

Sun Xingzhe said directly: "You old man has been standing on the shore waiting for us since we ate barbecue, and you thoughtfully boiled chicken soup to quench our thirst. It's so hard work, what's the point of drinking a bowl of chicken soup?"

"If you really don't drink it, it means you poisoned the chicken soup!"

Sensing the murderous intent in Sun Xingzhe's words, the River God said with an ugly face: "Isn't this right? These holy monks can't frame me. It's too late for me to thank you. How could I poison you!"

Being stared at by three or four pairs of eyes, River God only felt a chill down his back.

I felt a little regretful.

"Don't drink?"

Zhu Bajie's laser cannon was pushed forward, and the innate spirit treasure breath slightly leaked when it was charging, made the river god feel pressure doubled.

Looking at the chicken soup in the bowl in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, I'll drink it!"

"It's such a beautiful thing to drink soup!"

Heishui Heshen drank the chicken soup in the bowl in one gulp, fearing that Tang Sanzan and the others would not believe it, he deliberately swung the rim of the bowl downwards.

"Not salty, not bland, the taste is really good!"

"Several holy monks have seen it, are you all right?"

The God of the River bite the bullet and said, "Drink it while it's hot!"

Tang Sanzan frowned, but he didn't intend to drink the soup.

The three apprentices also stared at the River God with a playful smile in their eyes.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

The River God was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and urged: "Several holy monks, drink it. If time goes by, the effect of this chicken soup will be gone!"

But Tang Sanzan and the others remained unmoved, with an undisguised sneer on their faces.

"Drink! Why don't you drink from his grandma!"

"Drink! Drink!"

He Shen was furious, and yelled at Tang Sanzan and the others: "Don't drink? You don't want to live today if you don't drink!"

Knowing that there was no need to keep pretending, the Blackwater River God simply broke out and said: "Since you have all seen it, I won't hide it anymore!"

"If you touch the water of the Blackwater River, even if you don't drink chicken soup, you still can't escape my control!"

Originally, he thought that as long as Tang San buried a few people to drink the chicken soup, he wouldn't have to go to great lengths.

Now it seems that my illusion is shattered...

After the words fell, the Blackwater River God recited a spell.

I saw the water in the center of the Blackwater River suddenly parted, and a huge crystal palace rose from the river bed.

The moment they appeared in the Crystal Palace, Zhu Bajie Shawujin and Aaron clearly felt that there was something wrong with the spiritual power running in their bodies.

"Master, there is something wrong with the Crystal Palace!"

And the Heishuihe God's cultivation was soaring at this moment, and it didn't stop until the Taiyi Golden Immortal!

He shouted in ecstasy: "If you get soaked in the water of the Blackwater River, you will be my puppet of the Crystal Palace from now on!"

Sun Xingzhe had never seen such a weird thing before, and his heart couldn't help but pop up.

"Master, what should I do?"

Tang Sanzan looked at the Crystal Palace that emerged from the bottom of the water, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a wonderful thing, you can actually use the power of the Black Water River to bless you!"

"It's a pity that the Crystal Palace is too big to move. It would be nice if it could be smaller."

I saw that the Crystal Palace seemed to have understood the meaning of Tang Sanzan, and it shrunk down a little.

???

When the Blackwater River God saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out.

He has occupied the Crystal Palace for so many years, and he has never heard of this palace having such a function.

"Smaller!"

The Crystal Palace is indeed a smaller circle.

And the discomfort felt by the people in Zhu Bajie also eased.

"Smaller!"

In the blink of an eye, the Crystal Palace, which the Blackwater River God was proud of, turned into a palm-sized model...

"Good baby, good baby!"

The soaring cultivation of the Heishuihe God disappeared instantly, and seeing the Crystal Palace fall into Tang Sanzan's hands, he scolded his mother angrily in his heart!
Fuck!
The Blackwater River God saw that the thing he had made his life for had fallen into Tang San's hands, and his whole body fell into a daze...

(End of this chapter)