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

Chapter 24 Brother?

Seeing Lao Ding throwing his stick at him, Chen Xuan was about to hold it up, but found that his hand was empty, so he didn't have time to think, and instinctively turned sideways to avoid the attack.

"Little monk, are you okay?" Seeing the menacing approach, the old woman hid aside and worried.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, this grandson is no match for me." Although Chen Xuan was hurt by the strong wind, he was unwilling to give in.

"The boy is really able to hide, let's see if this old woman can hide too?" Old Ding heard Chen Xuan's stubborn mouth and saw the worry on the old woman's face.

"Bie grandson, if you dare to touch your grandma, I'll see if I'll take your skin off." Chen Xuan's eyes were full of cold stars, and he only wished he had no soldiers in his hands, otherwise he would have chopped it up and fed it to the dogs.I thought I was a scumbag enough, but Unexpectedly, Youming still has such a wonderful thing.

"Then let's give it a try." Seeing Chen Xuan leaving violently, Lao Ding knew that the poisonous plan was feasible, so he ignored Chen Xuan, hurried to the old woman, and beat him as soon as he said.

"At most, I have moths, but you are a fucking pest. People like you can't be kept." Seeing that Lao Ding was really daring, Chen Xuan immediately swooped down, threw him down, and slapped him in the face. .

"I'll fuck you." Lao Ding was slapped twice, and immediately pushed Chen Xuan away with a stick. Feeling the burning pain on his face, he kicked Chen Xuan's chest in hatred and kicked him away.

"Little monk, are you alright?" The old woman hurriedly stepped forward to inquire when she saw the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth bleeding.

"Mother-in-law, hurry up, I can deal with this bitch grandson, you will only drag me down here." Chen Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, just after kicking, he also found out the details of the other party.

Lao Ding should be between qi training and liquid condensation. Although this body is not moistened with nectar, if he fights desperately, it is still unclear who will die.

"But..." Before the old woman could say anything, Chen Xuan pushed her away. This was not heartless, but because Lao Ding came to kill him again with a stick.

"boom…"

Chen Xuan pushed the old woman away and used his wrist to hold the stick, but he regretted it as soon as he held it, because the pain was transmitted from the wrist to the brain, making him almost unconscious, and his soul trembled.

"The boy has the backbone, he took a blow with the soul-wounding stick, and he didn't cry out." Seeing Chen Xuan's face was pale, his lips were trembling and he didn't say a word, he immediately smiled grinningly and wanted to make up for another blow.

"boom……"

When Chen Xuan thought he was going to die, suddenly a long stick flew towards Lao Ding's wrist and knocked him back.

The whole body of the long stick was pitch black, and there were strange patterns engraved on the stick. It was also a soul-wounding stick. Chen Xuan looked suspiciously at the source of the long stick.

"Lao Jia, you don't want to get promoted and get rich, why do you want to stop me, brother?" Lao Ding cursed hysterically as he watched the figure approaching quickly.

"Let's stop, old Ding. It's not so easy to make money, and it's not so easy to get promoted." Lao Jia came to Chen Xuan, helped him up, turned his head to Lao Ding and said, , Seeing that Lao Ding was gone, I figured it out after thinking about it. I rushed here at this time and found that it was so.

"Lao Jia, you are not jealous of me, brother." Lao Ding looked at Lao Jia and sneered.

"The holy monk is the guest of the King of Hades. If you kill him, do you think you can rest easy?" Lao Jia sent Chen Xuan to the old woman, turned around and picked up the soul-wounding stick, and persuaded him earnestly. He decided to help the brother. If he is willing to turn back.

"Ha, Lao Jia, Lao Jia, you really believe this kid's nonsense. If he really has a background, how dare those big men force him to come here." Lao Ding also picked up the soul wounding stick and looked at Lao Jia like a fool.

"Confused, those big men have already reached the consummation of Earth Immortals. If there are future troubles, they will flee to the underworld at worst. I ask you if you have such abilities?" Lao Jia scolded angrily. But after it was implemented, I found it still a bit unbearable, after all, the brothers have been together for many years.

"Hmph, don't fool me, you are afraid that I will climb higher than you." Lao Ding looked at Chen Xuan coldly, turned his head and sneered at Lao Jia.

"Brothers for many years, if you don't listen to my brother's advice, you will have to fight against each other." Lao Jia pointed at Lao Ding, knowing that the building will collapse, and it is beyond human power to save it.

"Ha, I also want to see how I am not as good as you." Old Ding saw that he was going to fight against his brother, not only did he not regret it, but he was a little eager to try it.

Looking at this scene, Chen Xuan felt that something hurt him, because he knew that monkeys would have this day, so would he act like a bystander at that time?Or temporarily throw away the benefits, honor and disgrace, risking his life to find peace of mind for him.

"Mother-in-law, let's hide away." Chen Xuan took the old woman away, he didn't want any more accidents.

"Boom..."

When the two sticks touch, not only is the weapon screaming, but also the broken brotherhood. One person sweeps the dust with one stick, and the autumn wind blows;

The two come and go, without holding back a move or style, one is for profit, the stick dances wildly like a snake, the other is safe, and the stick is like a mountain welcoming the flood.

"Get out." Lao Jia yelled, looking for an opening, and hit Lao Ding's chest with a stick like a dragon coming out of the water.

"Pfft." After being hit like this, Lao Ding spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blow that was about to be thrown by Qianjun was missed halfway. When his heart was pierced by the soul-wounding stick, it seemed that something had completely crushed the dust.

"Old Ding..."

When Lao A couldn't bear to turn his head, he heard a familiar voice. He turned his head numbly and saw that it was Lao C who ran towards this place regardless of Lao B's obstruction.

"Old Ding, are you okay?" Lao Bing threw himself in front of Lao Ding, supported him with one hand, and pressed his chest with the other to prevent the blood from flowing out wantonly.

"Hehe, it's okay, 'cough', I have something to ask Lao A, you can call him for me." Lao Ding smiled lightly, seeing Lao C, a man, burst into tears like a woman, and wanted to curse a few words , but found that he couldn't scold him.

"Let's talk about something." Lao Jia looked at the soul-wounding stick stuck in Lao Ding's chest, and said sadly.

"Don't feel guilty, I didn't intend to hold back my previous blow. What I want to know now is, what is wrong with me? I am more ruthless than you, more poisonous than you, and my brain is not inferior. What is worse?" Lao Ding looked at Looking at Lao Jia, he was puzzled.

"No, you're just in a hurry." Lao Jia calmly said, controlling his voice.

"Hey, that's it, then do you dare to be my brother in the next life?" Lao Ding felt a little relieved after hearing this.

"There is no afterlife. You must know that we are dead people, so there is no afterlife. And the soul wounding stick is a special weapon for killing souls, so there is no... no... afterlife." Lao Jia said, unable to control it anymore Hold back the tears.

"Yes." Lao Ding was a little sad, but he quickly laughed out loud, and said to Lao Jia: "I found another place that is not as good as you, I am too greedy, and I always want to take advantage of the benefits, no Like you, stay on the line in everything you do."

"Greed? Greed is good. Greed is not a bad thing. If I were a little bit greedy, my brothers would have been in charge long ago." Although Lao Jia said with a smile, there were more tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Old C, you are a slow-witted person. Remember to follow Lao A and Lao B closely in the future. These two are villains, and it is not easy to suffer by following them." Lao Ding said another sentence to Lao C, and then looked at it with nostalgia Eyes Old A and Old B finally closed their eyes with a smile.

"Old Ding, don't sleep. If you fall asleep, you won't be able to wake up. Think about Widow Li, think about that butt, think about that chest." Lao C fanned Lao Ding's cheek, hoping that this action would wake him up , and then kicked himself hard as usual.

"That's enough, find a place to bury it, don't torment him anymore." Lao Jia scolded.

"Bury what, I ask you, why did you do it?" Lao Bing asked with red eyes, grabbing Lao Jia's collar.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of what I do. Before Lao Ding died, he told you to follow me closely, not to pull me by the collar." Lao Jia shook off Lao C's hand and said hysterically.

"It's better to bury it." Lao Yi came between the two, separated them a little, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Bury it." Lao Bing muttered as if he had been drained of all his strength, laying on the ground.

"Bury it." Lao Jia murmured, picked up Lao Ding's body, and walked towards Chen Xuan.

Seeing Lao Jia approaching, Chen Xuan pulled the old woman behind him, stood up and looked at Lao Jia, guarding against his irrational behavior.

"I report to the holy monk that the sinner has been eliminated, and I hope the holy monk will hand over his body to us for disposal." Seeing Chen Xuan's precautions, Lao Jia also understood the reason, so he knelt down on one knee and expressed his opinion.

"Okay." Chen Xuan agreed, he has always followed the principle of turning off the lights when people die, and he doesn't bother to embarrass the dead, because it won't show you how powerful you are, it can only further show your incompetence.

The three of Lao Jia got Chen Xuan's consent, so they dug a pit on the spot, took off their robes, and spread out the bed, and then buried Lao Ding's body and Lao Jia's soul-wounding stick together. up.

Lao Jia finished burying Lao Ding and the soul-scarring stick, turned around and picked up Lao Ding's soul-suffering stick, wiped away his tears, as if he had made some decision.

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