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

Chapter 97: The National Master prays for rain, and the ticket is only 99!

After hearing Xiaozhuzhu's words, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but lick his lips.

Although the origins of these three monsters in Chechi Kingdom are not mentioned in the original work of Journey to the West, their identities are clearly explained.

Immortal Tiger Power, Immortal Sheep Power, Immortal Luli!
Just by hearing the name, you know that it is definitely a good dish!

Zhu Bajie asked: "Master, what should we say about this ingredient?"

Shawujin stood up with Gatlin in his hand with a look of disdain on his face: "Master, if you ask me, we can just kill him directly!"

Ever since they ate the dragon from the Blackwater River, the master and disciples couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they heard about monsters that could transform.

Tang Sanzian hesitated and said, "This is the kingdom of mortals. If we act rashly, we may have unpredictable consequences!"

"Let's sneak in in disguise!"

Just when Tang Sanbu and his master and apprentice were discussing.

"It's here!"

A voice suddenly sounded outside the cave.

Tang Sanzan and the others hurried out, and saw a group of soldiers holding steel forks chasing after them.

"General, it was these monks who killed Xiao Shan!"

A soldier pointed at Tang San and buried several people.

When the general in armor saw Tang Sanzan's bald head, a trace of disdain appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, under such a large-scale arrest in the past few years, there are still monks who slipped through the net and hide here.

"Are you the monk who dares to kill people in my country of Chechi?"

Sun Xingzhe bared his teeth and said coldly: "So what?"

The general saw that Sun Xingzhe looked like a monster, but he was not afraid. Instead, he said with a straight face: "I, Che Chiguo, respect the monk!"

"When the Taoist comes, he will be given fine wine; when the monk comes, he will be given a whip!"

Zhu Bajie snorted twice, and then said: "The last person who dared to talk to Brother Monkey like that, now the grass on the grave is two meters high!"

"Oh? That means you guys are good at fighting?"

The general looked at Zhu Bajie calmly, the sarcasm on his face became even heavier.

"Spanking is useless!"

"When you come out, you have to talk about your strength and your background!"

"Just yesterday, I became a disciple of the Great Immortal Huli!"

"Do you, a monk, dare to go against the Great Immortal Huli?"

In the Chechi Kingdom, the words of the three national advisors were much more useful than the king's orders.

With the blessing of being a national master's apprentice, the general has nothing to fear!
Even if these few foreign monks have some skills.

But after all, there is an old saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake!

There are three national teachers in Che Chi State. If it is a dragon, you have to coil up, and if it is a tiger, you have to lie down!

Tang Sanzan stepped out of the cave, went straight to the Humvee, opened the door and got in.

Then he said to his disciples: "Disciples, please find a place to sit down first."

Tang Sanzan had already spoken, and without further ado, several disciples found places to sit down.

The general rubbed his head, somewhat confused about Tang Sanzong's operation, and was about to speak.

Tang Sanzian's bald head was seen sticking out from the car window, and a contemptuous voice sounded.

"I'm not targeting anyone, I mean everyone standing at the scene..."

"It's all rubbish!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of a dozen soldiers headed by the general suddenly sank.

The general said angrily: "You foreign monk dare to be so arrogant in our country of Che Chi, I want to see what you are capable of!"

"There is a price to be paid for speaking out!"

Tang Sanzian smiled slightly: "Whether I'm making such wild claims, I'll find out when I meet your Imperial Master!"

Just want to see our national teacher?
The general raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Just because you are not qualified to see the national teacher, I alone can surrender!"

After the words fell, the general took out a piece of talisman paper and muttered something.

In an instant, the talisman paper spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into a golden light cover and striking towards Tang San and the others.

"Little monkey, remember to stay alive and lead the way!"

Tang Sanzong waved his hand and rolled up the car window.

Tang Sanzong had no interest in looking at spells of this level.

Sun Xingzhe didn't talk nonsense, he raised the AK47 and directly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

A barrage of bullets passed by, and except for the leading general, the rest of the soldiers brought were beaten to a pulp on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the general's expression suddenly changed!

But he still gritted his teeth and said in a cold tone: "I don't care what magic tricks you use, but in the face of my master's Taoism, all struggles are in vain!"

The golden mask formed by the talisman paper covered Tang Sanjian's master and apprentice as he wished.

"Hahaha! You have been captured by this golden mask, just follow me as a coolie!"

The general suddenly laughed wildly, looking determined to win.

He walked up to the Hummer with his head held high and knocked on the window.

"You have two arms?"

Tang Sanzian rolled down the window and looked at the general who looked like a fool and sneered.

"You don't even know you're about to die!" The general's face turned cold, and he immediately urged Taoism, trying to shrink the four masters and apprentices.

But after reciting the incantation, Tang San buried his master and his disciples unmoved.

He read again.

But instead of shrinking, the golden mask had a tendency to dissipate.

The general became anxious, made a secret with his fingers, and yelled out the spell.

But in the next second, Zhu Bajie lifted his foot and stepped lightly on the ground, and the golden mask was torn into pieces like waste paper.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Do you still have the ability, little brother? If not, your Grandpa Pig will take action next."

Zhu Bajie came over with a smile, and the general was so frightened that his calves trembled.

"You...you monster monk, I...I am a disciple of the Imperial Master. If you dare to attack me, the Imperial Master...the Imperial Master will not spare you!"

To be honest, the general is panicking now.

He had just worshiped Immortal Huli as his teacher, and he didn't learn much Taoism. Even the talisman just now was for his life.

Without the talisman, he is no different from an ordinary person!
"Master, how do you do it?"

Tang San asked: "Do you know where the three national masters are?"

Surrounded by Zhu Bajie, Sun Xingzhe and Sha Wujin, the general shook his head like a rattle in fright.

do not know?
Tang Sanzan shook his head in disappointment: "Since you don't know, it's of no value!"

"I recently heard that Buddha's place is short of a juggler, so I'll send you there first!"

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the general's face...

Seeing Zhu Bajie's ferocious head approaching him, the general, who had already been frightened, fell to his knees in fear.

"Ahhh...I surrender, I surrender!!"

"Although I don't know where the Imperial Preceptor is, I heard that the Imperial Preceptor asked for rain when I went out today. I can take you to the altar to pray for rain!"

Tang Sanzian closed his eyes: "I guess you are still of some use, lead the way!"

Hearing the words of forgiveness, the general wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

After taking a look at the steel monster on which the master and disciples were riding, he quickly got on his horse and led the way.

With the general leading the way, the Humvee entered Chechiguo unimpeded.

But as soon as he entered, he heard a burst of cheers from the city.

"A great joy, a great joy! The three national masters are here to pray for rain!"

"Tickets don't cost NT$99, the special price is only NT$[-]!"

Tang Sanzun looked out of the car window, and saw a few monsters transformed from cattle, running around the street with a stack of leaflets in their hands.

"This car, Chiguo, has evolved to the point where tickets are charged for rain?"

"Why the hell are scalpers selling tickets?"

　Please give me a monthly ticket recommendation ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)