After Chen Jiangliu finished eating the tiger whip and five kilograms of tiger meat, he felt warm all over and the energy he had spent in the past few days had somewhat recovered.

After finishing eating the tiger meat, Chen Jiangliu slowly stood up and looked at the tiger's body beside him.

Tear!

The sound of skin peeling and cramping.

Chen Jiangliu actually tore off the entire tiger skin with force. His face was covered with tiger blood. He looked slightly ferocious and extremely filial. He smiled and said, "Uncle, I will save the tiger skin to make you clothes, a tiger skin skirt."

Wei Shuyu sat on a pile of stones nearby, silently mourning for the tiger in his heart, "It's so tragic, after all, we can't escape the fate of making a tiger skin skirt..."

"Are you full? Let's go."

"Okay uncle, wait for me."

Chen Jiangliu packed the bloody tiger skin into his luggage, then mounted his white horse and followed Wei Shuyu, continuing westward.

At night, the peaceful forest was filled with a demonic wind.

"Hiss!" the python neighed as it spit out its long tail.

Chen Jiangliu couldn't help but show excitement on his face, "Snake meat!

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"Uncle Wei said that this journey to the West is full of delicious food, and it is indeed true!"

"Uncle Wei, don't deceive me!"

Chen Jiangliu immediately got off his horse, picked up the Jiuxi Zen staff, and jumped into the jungle to chase the python.

"My dear, where are you running? Come to my bowl quickly!"

Chen Jiangliu picked up the Jiuxi Zen Staff and fought with the python. He gained the upper hand and could kill the python again in just a moment!

At this moment, the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air suddenly sounded in the jungle.

Whizzing!

Two sharp arrows shot out and hit the python's eyes.

The huge python's body began to roll in death.

Chen Jiangliu had quick eyes and quick hands, and the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand hit the python seven inches away.

With one blow, the python died.

Chen Jiangliu immediately looked into the jungle and said angrily: "Who? Who is it? Mind your own business!"

"This python is my favorite, who dares to snatch it?"

A strong man slowly walked out of the jungle. Seeing that the python was dead, he smiled and said: "The strong man is so strong that he beat this evil obstacle to death in one go."

Chen Jiangliu looked at the strong man walking out with caution, "I killed this, you can't steal it!"

"Haha, don't grab it, don't grab it."

"Where did this brother come from?" Hunter Liu Boqin asked with a smile.

"Who are you?" Chen Jiangliu asked.

"A certain Liu Boqin, named Zhenshan Taibao, is a hunter in this mountain." Liu Boqin introduced himself.

Wei Shuyu got off his horse and said, "We are coming from Chang'an. He is the famous Master of the Three Burials in Chang'an."

Liu Boqin also wanted to salute Wei Shuyu, but Wei Shuyu stopped him with a look. Then he showed shock on his face and said quickly: "It turns out to be the eminent monk Tripitaka who is famous in Chang'an."

"Although a certain family is in the mountains, they have already heard the name of the eminent monk. It is already night and it is inconvenient to travel in the mountains. Please come and sit at home."

Liu Boqin joined the Tiance Army many years ago and became a secret agent of the Tiance Army. He guarded the Liangjie Mountain and was waiting for Buddhist pilgrims to help them and share their luck in traveling to the West!

Chen Jiangliu couldn't make a decision, so he looked at Wei Shuyu, "Uncle, what do you think?"

"It's important to be on guard against others. This big man is so tall. If you go to his house, you might be murdered." Chen Jiangliu said in a low voice.

Wei Shuyu smiled slightly and touched Chen Jiangliu's bald head, "Nephew, please be more sunny. This is the Tang Dynasty. We must believe in the people of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Okay uncle..."

Liu Boqin led the way, Wei Shuyu followed behind, and Chen Jiangliu walked at the end, carrying a several-foot-long python carcass on his shoulders.

Half an hour later, we arrived at our residence.

The lights are bright.

Liu Boqin's wife was already waiting at the door of the house.

Liu Boqin's mother has been blind for many years and no longer lives here. She went to Anping Prefecture to enjoy her life.

After Liu Boqin completes the mission of Tiance Army, he will go to Anping Prefecture.

Liu Boqin was hospitable and cooked meat from jackals, tigers and leopards to entertain Wei Shuyu and Chen Jiangliu.

Obviously, when Liu Boqin was eating, his eyes showed more respect for Wei Shuyu. It was the gentle and elegant young master in front of him who single-handedly created the Tiance Army and the Protector of the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Jiangliu was not polite. He ate meat and drank wine and praised Liu Boqin constantly. He was an honest man.

After dinner, Chen Jiangliu stayed in a room alone.

He took the tiger skin full of tiger blood to the stream and washed it, lit a candle, picked up the needle and thread and started sewing the tiger skin skirt.

"Made! After sewing the tiger skin skirt, send uncle away quickly!" Chen Jiangliu had been pinched countless times along the way, as if he had a natural fear of Wei Shuyu.

Not only Chen Jiangliu was afraid, but even the six-winged golden cicada spirit felt a trace of danger...

Apparently, when Master Mosquito used a drop of blood to awaken the six-winged golden cicada, something moved in the blood.

Wait until daybreak, when the sun rises three poles high.

Liu Boqin then sent Wei Shuyu and Chen Jiangliu away to the outside of Liangjie Mountain.

Just after passing Liangjie Mountain, we saw the Five Fingers peak towering into the sea of ​​clouds, with vast mist.

Liu Boqin introduced with a smile: "We all call this mountain Wuzhi Mountain. It does not exist originally. It is said that five hundred years ago, it fell from the sky and suppressed a peerless monster underneath!"

Chen Jiangliu looked at the five-fingered peaks towering into the sea of ​​clouds, and couldn't help but scratch his head, "Uncle, do you think the person suppressing him at the bottom of the mountain is my first disciple?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Is he really a peerless monster?" Chen Jiangliu's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Peerless Great Demon!"

"Great!" Chen Jiangliu had his own little thoughts.

Later, when he traveled to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, Chen Jiangliu sat on his white horse and said seriously: "Disciple, go and capture some female fairies for your master. I don't want the ugly ones."

Just thinking about it made Chen Jiangliu feel hot in his heart.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for? Save the apprentice!"

Liu Boqin smiled and said, "Senior Monk, this is no longer within the scope of my guarding beyond Liangjie Mountain. Please forgive Boqin for not sending it away."

Chen Jiangliu waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, you can go back."

Chen Jiangliu looked at Wei Shuyu again, "Uncle, when will you leave?"

"Don't worry, we'll wait until we get to Wuzhishan." Wei Shuyu wanted to witness the collapse of Wuzhishan and the reappearance of the Monkey King, the earth-shattering scene.

"Okay, let's go!"

The so-called Wangshan race to death!

Wuzhi Mountain is right in front of you and can be touched easily, but two days have passed since you actually reached the foot of the mountain.

At noon.

Wei Shuyu and Chen Jiangfang arrived near a farmhouse.

In front of the farmhouse, there was an old man lying on a senior chair and playing with his several-year-old grandson.

The old man had a few pieces of toffee produced in Anping in his hand, which made his grandson laugh incessantly.

When the old man saw a visitor coming, he walked forward with his grandson in his arms.

Wei Shuyu and Chen Jiangliu saluted the old man at the same time, "I have met the elder."

"Please sit down at home and drink a bowl of water."

"Thank you."

Wei Shuyu and Chen Jiangliu did not shirk away. They went into the house with the old man and drank several bowls of cold water to relieve the heat.

Since the advent of coal stoves, it has been very convenient to make fires for cooking, and Anping products can be seen everywhere on the western border of the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Jiangliu couldn't wait to accept his disciples, so he took the initiative to ask the old man: "Elder, is there really a big demon suppressed under this mountain?"

The older man heard that he was a big demon and shook his head with a smile, "You have asked the right person."

"I don't know if it's a great demon, but there really is a divine monkey suppressed under the mountain."

"Fifty years ago, I went to the mountains to herd cattle and got lost. I saw it with my own eyes and gave him a peach to eat." The old man talked about this experience, full of memories, and seemed to feel a little sorry for the monkey.

Wei Shuyu sat quietly aside, his eyes shining brightly, "It turns out... the old man in front of me is the Bull Boy from a few years ago."
To be continued...