"Master, this river is too wide, it's too late, why don't we cross the river again tomorrow?"

"Well, let's cross the river tomorrow, find a place to spend the night."

Chen Jiangliu walked down the river.

It was getting late, and after half an hour, the master and disciple walked away, they saw lights flashing in the distance.

When I approached the village, I listened to the sound of drums and cymbals. White silk was hanging in the village, and I could hear the crying sounds faintly.

"Master, this farm has just died, it's unlucky. Why don't we go to sleep somewhere else?" Zhu Bajie muttered from the side.

"I am tired of being a teacher and don't want to leave anymore. Wukong goes to bed."

"Okay, master."

Sun Wukong went to visit the village, but because of his appearance, he was shocked by the people in the village. After Chen Jiangliu explained, he calmed down the panic.

An old man invited Chen Jiangliu and his disciples to come into the house to prepare vegetarian food and entertainment. After preparing vegetarian food, he beat drums and cymbals again. The old man, young man, and women cried constantly.

"I wonder who in the old man's family died?" Chen Jiangliu asked in confusion.

"It's my old grandson."

"I die young, and I am sad." Chen Jiangliu and his disciples sighed.

At this time, a young child ran into the house lively, "Grandpa, grandpa."

"Oh, grandpa is here." The old man looked at the child with a doting look, with indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Zhu Bajie looked at the child and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Do you have two grandchildren?"

"This is the only one."

"You old man, the child is not here and is not dead yet, why did you get into funeral?"

"Isn't this cursing a child?" Zhu Bajie muttered.

Sun Wukong squatted on the bench, smiled and said, "I don't eat your food in vain. What disease does this child have? Let me, Lao Sun come and have a look."

The old man shook his head quickly and said in a crying voice: "I'm not sick, nor die, but I'm not far from death."

"Elders don't know that this frivolous thing is called the Undead vegetarian meal, it is for the children..."

"We are Chenjia Village. There is a big river outside the village called Tongtian River. There is a temple of Inspiration King next to Tongtian River."

"Inspiration? What is inspiration?" Xiaobailong asked.

"Sense the temples are built, and the people who are right around the world are powerful and powerful. Every year, they put nectar on the village, and every year, they fall in the village to celebrate the clouds."

Sun Wukong smiled again and said, "Shi Ganyu and Luo Qingyun, this is a good thing. How can I, Lao Sun, see you so sad?"

The old man fell down and beat his chest, sighed, "Elder, Shi Ganyu and Luo Qingyun are a good thing, but they are also hurtful. The inspiration king has to eat a pair of boys and girls every year!"

"What? Eat a pair of boys and girls every year?" Chen Jiangliu, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Little White Dragon couldn't help but widen their eyes and said in shock.

Eating boys and girls is not a striking and upright god, but a demon and ghost!

The old man continued to cry, "This time it's my turn. My girl Yili Jin and her brother's boy Chen Guanbao."

Chen Jiangliu was eating rice, and was bored, and asked with a deep face: "How long has the monster been here in Tongtianhe?"

"It's been a few decades."

"Master, for decades, didn't that monster eat dozens of pairs of boys and girls?" Sun Wukong said angrily.

Chen Jiangliu narrowed his eyes slightly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his heart. He continued to ask: "The inspiration king comes to walk. What kind of face do you see it? How long is it?"

The old man said, "I can't see my appearance, I can only smell a gust of fragrant wind, and I know that the eldest prince is coming."

"I'll pay tribute to boys and girls tonight?"

"It's tonight!" the old man said, and started crying again.

Chen Jiangliu put down his bowl and comforted the old man: "Let the child stay at home tonight."

"That won't work. If you annoy the King of Inspiration, it will be all." The old man said in panic.

"Don't worry, that inspiration king is gone."

Chen Jiangliu slowly stood up, "Wukong, Bajie, Sha Seng, Xiao Bailong, ready to subdue the demon!"

"Hehe, okay, master!"

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night.

Chen Jiangliu brought Sun Wukong and his group into the Palace of Inspiration Kings.

Chen Jiangliu instructed: "Wukong, you become a scale of gold, Bajie, you become Chen Guanbao, Sha Seng, you are guarding the door, and the little white dragon is guarding by Tongtian River. If the monster is let go tonight, don't be the master... ”

Before Chen Jiangliu could finish speaking, Sun Wukong nodded quickly, "Master, don't worry, you will definitely not be able to let go!"

"good!"

After Chen Jiangliu made arrangements, Sun Wukong turned into a little girl, and Zhu Bajie turned into Chen Guanbao and sat on the eucalyptus platform.

The night is getting deeper.

The tightly closed palace gate suddenly opened, and a burst of smoke came, and there was a faint fragrance of purple bamboo.

Chen Jiangliu smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but frown, "This is the Buddhist fragrance!"

"It's a Buddhist again!"

"Okay, very good, it's the Buddhist slaughtering of human race again!"

The inspiration king walked to the front of the eucalyptus platform, with greed in his eyes, "Child boys and girls are fragrant, tender and delicious, hahahaha."

"Which one should I eat first?"

Seeing that the monster was about to eat him, Chen Guanbao hurriedly said, "My meat is not delicious, it is stinky and smelly. You should eat monkeys first."

"monkey?"

Before the Inspiration King could come back to his senses, Sun Wukong showed his true body, holding a golden cudgel in his hand, and heading towards the Inspiration King.

"Ah! Escape!" The inspiration king saw the monkey clearly, his heart was shocked and cool, and turned into a golden light and flew towards the Tongtian River.

The King of Inspiration used the magical power of saving lives, and Sun Wukong only knocked down two fish scales with one stick.

Sun Wukong knew that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly shouted to the gate of the palace: "Junior Brother Sha, stop that monster!"

Monk Sha looked honest and very deep in his heart. He also saw that the Fan Guang on the monster was a bit special, so he deliberately sold a flaw and asked the monster to escape, "Hey, senior brother, I didn't stop..."

In the dark of the palace, Chen Jiangliu's face was calm, and his eyes saw Monk Sha's actions just now, "Ha! I know you are a 25-year-old!"

Not long.

A dragon roar sounded outside the palace, and the little white dragon walked into the palace with the inspiration king and sneered: "Haha, want to run around the water? I think it's beautiful!"

"Please send a message to the ground!" The little white dragon threw the inspiration king to the ground.

The King of Inspiration was tied to the ground and was not panicked at all. Anyway, he was a goldfish from Guanyin Bodhisattva, so he ate dozens of humble boys and girls. As long as he revealed his identity, there would be no trouble!

Chen Jiangliu picked up the Jiuxi Zen Staff without saying a word, walked towards the Inspiration King with a smile, and suddenly changed his face. He raised the Jiuxi Zen Staff and smashed it on the head of the Inspiration King with all his strength!

Puff!

Blood splashed everywhere and flew everywhere!

Chen Jiangliu moved very quickly and in the blink of an eye he punched dozens of meditation sticks.

The King of Inspiration was also stunned. The heart-wrenching pain, blood, was all blood, and was extremely frightened and panicked. "Seng Tang, you can't kill me, I am the goldfish of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I am ordered here..."

"On the order of a damn!" The Jiuxi Zen Staff in Chen Jiangliu's hand was heavier, his face was covered in blood, a little ferocious!

"Dare you dare to kill me? Do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to... kill me..." The voice of the inspiration king became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer shout until he finally couldn't make a sound.

"Wukong, Bajie, Xiao Bailong fight me!"

"Yes, master!" Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Xiao Bailong stepped forward and beat him up!

When Monk Sha was frightened, he also wanted to step forward and beat him up.

Chen Jiangliu's face was covered in blood, and he stopped Monk Sha with a smile, rolled up Monk Sha's monk's robe, wiped the blood on his face, and his tone was just right, "Next time, I will be lip service, and you will end up with this inspiration king. ”

Monk Sha was stunned as if he was electrocuted, his heart full of fear, "Master... He had just seen it..."

Below, the King of Inspiration has been beaten to death and the prototype has appeared, which is a goldfish spirit.

Chen Jiangliu wiped the blood on his face and said again: "Disciples, support the pot, half of the sauerkraut, half of the braised."


Chapter completed!