Journey to the West: The Evil Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 23 'The Vicious Dog Takes the Food'
Yellow spring water is surging, accumulating grievances.

"Your uncle, I won't come out. If you have the ability, you can bite me." Chen Xuan has already recovered from his injuries under the warmth of the tin stick. At this moment, he just feels like he is playing video sparring. , so not fresh.

"Boy, I've put up with you. Now you come out and hand over the Lingbao. I'm willing to accept you as a closed disciple and guarantee your life." Dao Gui had a sullen face, suppressing his anger and trying to calm himself down. road.

"Cheating ghosts, you can be their master alone?" Chen Xuan was quite disdainful, thinking that as the master of the monkey, he would have to accept a marshal of the canopy in the future, and the personal bodyguard of the Jade Emperor-the general of the curtain, thinking of himself How could this peerless person be mixed up with an Earth Immortal?

Isn't that self-willed and depraved?

"You don't have to worry about it. We have discussed it. As long as you hand over the magic weapon, we swear to God that we will never make things difficult for you." , Not forgetting the dishonesty in his hands, making all the Yingying Yanyans around him tremble.

"Nonsense, you are the most bastard among all the people, you are here to win the treasure, can you be more serious." Chen Xuan looked at the prodigal enjoyment, feeling so angry in his heart.

He vowed that when he succeeds in cultivation, he will also show off like him.

"Fuck off, you are also qualified to judge my son. You clearly agreed that as long as the ghost girl dances Duan Yanwu, you will hand over the Lingbao. What happened?" Hearing Chen Xuan's abuse, the prodigal son immediately sat up angrily, and pointed at him with a fan. Pointing at his nose, he cursed loudly.

"It's as if you are at a disadvantage. When you watch the dance, it's your happiest moment." Chen Xuan curled his lips. He felt that everyone was enjoying the fun together, so why should he pay for it himself.

"Hey, if you weren't such an asshole, I really have a heart for talents." The prodigal son said with a smirk on his face, and winked as he spoke, without any regard for the feelings of the ghost girl next to him.

"Since the prodigal son has a heart, then this boy's fee will be on your shoulders." Gui Ji said to the prodigal son a little annoyed seeing that the two of them were enjoying themselves.

"Cough, Fellow Daoist Ghost Ji, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me." The prodigal coughed dryly and said dissatisfied to Ghost Ji.

"That's fine. From now on, if you come to Fengyue Palace to seek pleasure, don't even think about taking a cauldron with you." Gui Ji said with a charming smile, nonchalantly.

"Unlucky, really unlucky." Hearing Gui Ji's words, the prodigal son glared at Chen Xuan bitterly, and then started picking flowers and butterflies again.

Chen Xuan became a little impatient when he saw that the prodigal son ignored him, and the rest of them were either cross-legged, meditating, sharpening their knives, or teasing the devil. They all looked exhausted.

Just when he was restless, a ghost soldier was brought in front of the ghost general by two ghost generals. When Chen Xuan saw the ghost soldier, he recognized the guy at a glance, because if it wasn't for this turtle grandson, how could he be reduced to today's status? situation.

Chen Xuan saw the turtle grandson bend his knees and say a few words to the ghost general, then he saw the ghost general order his subordinates, and soon he brought an old woman and came to the river bank to stand still.

"Boy, I heard that this old woman is your savior." Ghost General grabbed the sleeping old woman and laughed loudly.

"So what, did the grandson tell you about the old woman, but didn't say that I am a guest of the King of Hades?" Chen Xuan knew it was bad when he saw the old woman, but he couldn't show too much concern at the moment, otherwise the old woman Only more dangerous.

General Ghost's actions naturally attracted everyone's attention. They thought they would have to wait for a while, but they didn't expect the key to breaking the game so soon.

"Haha, I don't know if he is a guest of Hades, but if you stay in the water, this old guy will lose his soul." General Ghost didn't care much when he saw the eyes of the crowd. It's too hard to do little tricks in the dark.

"Oh, then what are you going to do?" Chen Xuan's face was sullen, he didn't want to bet against this guy because it was too uneconomical.

"It's very simple, hand over the Lingbao, and I will let the old woman go." Ghost General said, he already felt that Chen Xuan would obediently submit.

"There is only one Lingbao, how do you divide it among so many of you, and I am so weak, if I hand over the Lingbao, let alone whether I can keep the old woman, I guess I can't protect myself." Chen Xuan looked at everyone and said with fear.

"Don't worry about this. As long as you hand over the Lingbao, I think everyone here is willing to swear an oath." General Ghost swept a group of monks, with a smile on his lips, and turned to face Chen Xuandao.

"In this case, you must agree to my three requirements before I will hand over the tin staff." Chen Xuan took a deep breath and said to everyone.

"Boy, don't take an inch..." Seeing the endless chatter, the sword ghost drew his sword and pointed in the direction of the old woman, his eyes gleaming scarlet.

"Let's talk about it, boy, don't worry about this stupid dog." The prodigal son stopped the sword ghost, spread his folding fan and shook it lightly, as if I was in charge.

"Okay, first, you wake up the old woman first, and use these resentful soul stones casually." Chen Xuan threw the resentful soul stones together with the straw basket. Anyway, these resentful soul stones were prepared for the old woman, so he didn't feel bad.

General Ghost caught the straw, and was a little surprised to see the resentment stones full of it. Then he thought that there were no resentment spirits in Huangquan, and he became even more envious of the tin stick.

He grabbed a handful of Wraith Stones, refined them into a cloud of gray gas, injected them into the old woman's body, and then put the remaining Wraith Stones into his arms.

Seeing the general's actions, Chen Xuan hated his teeth itching, but saw that the old woman gradually woke up, her body seemed to be a little stronger, her waist was straightened, and the years and frost on her face had subsided, so she pressed her anger and continued: " Second, you all swear that as long as you hand over your tin staff, none of you will be allowed to settle accounts with Qiuhou."

Everyone was a little surprised by this request, because it was agreed a long time ago, and there was no need to make a fuss, but when they thought of the tin stick, they all didn't want to make any troubles, and all swore to Chen Xuan.

Seeing that he had sworn, Chen Xuan then made a third request. Although he knew that the second request was a little redundant, but because he didn't like being given alms, he felt that it would be prudent to ask it as a condition.

"Third, those of you who got the tin stick must take me to find my apprentice." Chen Xuan said with a strange smile.

"it is good."

Everyone looked at each other and swore an oath again.

Chen Xuan saw that he had fallen into the trap, so he took the tin stick out of the Huangquan River, he felt like a lamb exposed to the sight of the wolves, so helpless, so hesitant, although he knew that these people could not do anything to him. , but still can't help being afraid.

"Throw the tin staff to me." Seeing that Chen Xuan had left the Underworld, General Ghost quietly kept some distance from the crowd before saying to Chen Xuan.

"Send the old woman here first, and wait until you start fighting. There is a lot of noise, and we mortals can't bear it." Facing the greedy eyes, Chen Xuan said calmly.

"Go." The general ghost cast a spell on the old woman, and after she was fully awake, a gust of ghost wind was drawn to sweep her towards Chen Xuan.

"Little monk, what's going on, and who are these people." The old woman woke up slowly, looked at the dark crowd, and said worriedly to Chen Xuan.

"Mother-in-law is fine, this is a troupe specially invited to celebrate your waking up." Chen Xuan comforted her first, then helped her up, and said to the old woman again with countless angry eyes: "Next, I will let you They acted out a 'vicious dog grabbing food' scene for the mother-in-law."

After Chen Xuan finished weighing the tin stick, he threw it at the ghost general, then he picked up the old woman and ran in the opposite direction, he didn't want to be hurt.

"Ghost marching, set up the formation." The ghost general saw the tin rod coming, although he wanted to catch it, but the surrounding devil energy, horse training, sharp wind, sword light, and tree branches were all hitting him, so he didn't dare to hold back. After dodging temporarily, he shouted at his subordinates.

"Fengyue Palace, set up the formation." Seeing that the tin staff was hard to get, Gui Ji also turned her head and scolded coquettishly.

"Chunqing Pavilion, set up the formation." The prodigal son was just about to snatch the tin stick, but he was beaten back by a sword light, and he also shouted to his subordinates.

"Ghost Saber Sect, set up the formation." Although Dao Gui repelled the prodigal son, he was also forced to retreat by the sudden devil energy, so he could only plan like the first three.

"Demon Soul Palace, set up the formation." Just as the ghost boy was about to take the tin stick, a vine suddenly swept towards him, but he could only retreat back to the big formation.

"Ghostwood Ridge, set up the formation." The old ghost saw that everyone lifted the cards, so he didn't intend to hide them anymore.

After Chen Xuan fled to a distance with the old woman, he turned his head to look at a phantom of a skeleton more than three feet high, raised his sword and roared, and then a phantom of a pink butterfly with a size of one foot flew up and rushed towards the tin staff.

"call……"

Seeing that the butterfly was approaching, a two-foot-long folding fan fanned out in phantom. After fanning the butterfly, it fanned out bursts of tornadoes and tin sticks.

"boom……"

A flash of light flashed, the tornado was completely cut off, and a phantom of a Zhang Xu long ghost knife slowly appeared.

"Ouch..."

Just when the ghost knife and the folding fan were facing each other, a phantom of a four-foot-long demon head flew towards the tin staff, and was about to swallow it. The phantom covered it, and it was necessary to drag it towards a huge ghost tree phantom.

"Male Gobi, what the hell is this?" Chen Xuan looked at the monsters fighting together, and felt that he still underestimated the monks.

"Hehe, you're in a good mood, but it's a pity that the good times are coming to an end." Lao Ding suddenly appeared behind Chen Xuan holding a soul wounding stick, looked at Chen Xuan and sneered.

"Bie grandson, where did you come from?" Hearing this laughter, Chen Xuan only felt a chill in his heart, making his limbs feel cold.

"What do you think?" Old Ding suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, and he was about to hit Chen Xuan with his soul-wounding stick.

(End of this chapter)