When Tang Seng saw the person coming, he was at a loss. He grabbed Zhu Bajie's arm and asked in panic: "Bajie, what should I do?"

Zhu Bajie still grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and could only say vaguely: "Master, please relax. With me, old pig, I, can't touch a piece of your hair!" [..com]

He summoned the Nine-Toothed Rake with one hand, rushed left and right, and beat the official who came to capture the monk and ran away with his head and head. Those who had no time to escape were all covered in the injured area, wailing in pain.

Tang Monk nervously advised, "Bajie, remember to be gentle, don't beat them to death!" The officials who were rolling around on the ground almost fainted when they heard this. Don't beat them to death, wouldn't they say that as long as they don't beat them to death, then just beat them? Thinking of this, the officials and officials cursed Tang Monk in their hearts.

Even though he complains in his heart, the sound of begging for mercy cannot be stopped.

"Saint monk, you have a lot of them. Don't be as knowledgeable as ordinary people, just spare us!"

"Monster, just treat us as a fart and let it go!"

"Holy Monk..."

The pleadings made Tang Seng soften his heart in an instant, stopping Zhu Bajie, who was trampling on all the officials, and said, "Bajie, everyone says that two fists cannot beat four hands. The heroes cannot resist many people, so let's retreat!"

Zhu Bajie smiled and said, "Master, the officials here are all pussy-fried rice bags. I, the old pig, are here. I can't keep you a hair. Just eat and drink with confidence!"

After saying that, Zhu Bajie glanced at the shop owner hiding at the door. Although the shop owner thought he was hiding in a hidden way, he still needed to practice for another thousand years to hide it from Zhu Bajie's eyes and ears.

He stepped three feet away in one step, walked out of the door, reached out and grabbed it, lifted the collar and picked up the owner. With a grin, Zhu Bajie said in a stern voice: "Old guy, don't you dare to kill someone if your grandpa pig?"

When Zhu Bajie spoke, although his murderous aura was heartbroken and cold, the big cake held in his hand neutralized the murderous aura on his body by seven or eight. Although the rest still scared the owner of the shop to tremble his teeth and could not speak, he could not simply scare and kill the shop owner with his murderous aura.

Tang Monk was shocked in the room and hurriedly said, "Bajie, no!" Then Tang Monk stayed here again, and would inevitably cause trouble, so he said with a headache: "Bajie, let's leave here as soon as possible!"

Seeing Tang Monk's repeated urging, Zhu Bajie did not care much about himself. He casually threw the old shop owner to the ground and prepared to clean up the steamed buns on the table and take them away.

Tang Seng hurriedly went to the shop owner to help him up and prepared to say a few good words to apologize. He was already very familiar with this kind of thing. On the way to obtain the scriptures, his three disciples had scared and killed many people, but they all depended on his handsome face in Tang Sanzang, who had calmed them down. This time it would definitely not be any different.

"Old donor, although this disciple of my monk is a little rude, he is indeed not a bad person!" After Tang Monk helped the owner up, he also slapped the dust on his clothes cleanly.

The shop owner looked at the wailing official on the ground, looked at Zhu Bajie who was stuffing pancakes into the bag, and then looked at Tang Monk who was neatly dressed and standing solemnly. He couldn't help but smile and said with a wry smile: "I'm wrong. Your disciple is indeed a good person!"

While speaking, Zhu Bajie had already stuffed the cloth bag full and shouted loudly: "Master, it's time for us to leave!" Tang Seng said goodbye happily, and when Zhu Bajie passed by the owner of the shop, he smiled and asked, "Old guy, have you said bad things about your Grandpa Pig just now?"

The owner of the shop quickly raised his hands and shook them, and said in panic: "No, no, absolutely no!"

"Haha, that's good! Otherwise, you'll leave nine holes on your body to let you taste the smell of leaking wind!" After saying that, Zhu Bajie led the white dragon horse and carried a load and left.

The owner saw that the bowls and tables and stools in the store were broken, and he didn't know how much silver he would have to pay. However, the 100 taels of silver he thought he could get was like wings flying, and he couldn't help but burst into tears!

Half a day later, a middle-aged man dressed in yellow was slapping this. Seeing this, he was very curious and asked a few more questions. The owner cursed Zhu Bajie's breasts very domineering and Tang Seng's hypocrisy and cunning, and mourned his misfortune again!

After hearing this, the man in yellow clothes said with a strange expression: "This is really a place to search for without any effort!" After speaking, he immediately asked Tang Seng and the others who were following the path.

The owner of the shop was so angry that he gritted his teeth at the two of them, so he naturally gave him diligent advice. After the man in yellow clothes walked away, the owner of the shop turned around and found an inch of gold on the table next to him. He hurriedly put it in his arms, his heart pounding, afraid that he would be dreaming. He walked into the inner room, took out the gold and took it hard, and saw the teeth marks on the gold ingot, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey. At this time, he recalled what the man in yellow clothes looked like, but he couldn't remember it clearly, only remembering that his clothes were blurry and probably the middle-aged man.

It turned out that after Spider King parted with Hua Xiangrong and others that day, he walked in all directions and searched for the whereabouts of Tang Monk and the others. Only after this action did he realize that this matter was easy to think about but difficult to do!

The Chechi Kingdom is only the size of Hainan Island. For a master of Jindan, it only takes a cup of tea to cross this distance. But if you want to find someone to disguise and modify it here, it is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Originally, the Spider King was going to ask about the traces of Tang Monk and the others everywhere, but not long after he came out, the Spider King was hit by a blow. He was also an old man, but this time he was an eighty-year-old lady, so he was too nervous! Whenever he asked about the monk, the other party's reaction was either vigilant or perfunctory.

After all, after twenty years of continuous monk arrest, there is not a single monk in the entire country, let alone monks, even bald and lepers. Even if there is one, it is closely related to the official position of money, how could the other party provide any clues?

The Spider King was unwilling to give up, so he could only use a stupid method to search for it one by one. However, the Spider King was lucky this time, and he had already found the traces of the two of them before he could finish his day.

Following the horse's hoof print, the Spider King rushed forward quickly.

Zhu Bajie was complaining in front. As soon as they left the town, there was rolling yellow sand on the outside. The strong wind blew, and fine sand hit her face, which was very annoying to stick to her skin.

The lift on Zhu Bajie's shoulder was very heavy, stepping on the sand, one foot deep and the other foot shallow, which was very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but say, "Master, if we listened to me, old pig, we were still soaking hot water in the town and eating good dishes! Unlike now, we can only drink wind and eat sand outside, which is really not a life for people!"

Zhu Bajie complained, but he never thought of giving up! Tang Seng also knew that Zhu Bajie had a mother-in-law's character and did not have the same knowledge as him. Of course, this may be because Tang Seng was unwilling to speak, so it would be easy to get a mouthful of sand.
Chapter completed!