Chapter 208 A lot of system points in front of you
"This child is nearly thirty years old, but his heart and appearance are still that of a child." Tie Fan said.
"Maybe he has his destiny, but I will break this destiny." Sun Wukong said.
Princess Iron Fan always feels that her man sometimes speaks incomprehensibly, but he also seems to be incomprehensible and very reasonable, which often fascinates her.
Thirty years have passed, and Tie Fan has thought about the possibility after meeting countless times. Maybe she will kill Sun Wukong, or she may make all kinds of troubles with Sun Wukong.
But when Sun Wukong really appeared in front of her, "she just wanted to be with him forever and forget all the sorrows. Whatever he said, it was whatever he said."
The next day, Sun Wukong went directly to the Sutra Pavilion and was stopped by two people.
The two men looked arrogant and said, "Let me see your library card."
Sun Wukong was stunned and said: "What library card? Am I going to the library?"
The two men, one tall and one short, looked at each other and suddenly laughed. Seeing how happy they were laughing, Sun Wukong also laughed too.
It attracted sideways glances from the people on the sidelines.
In fact, strictly speaking, Sun Wukong has not been in the Bodhi World for a long time. Except for a few great demon kings, very few people know him.
"Look at this idiot, he must be new here. He doesn't even have a library card issued by Patriarch Bodhi and still wants to come to the Sutra Pavilion."
The tall and thin man waved his hand and said: "Let's go, let's go, country bumpkin, you are not here. Only formal disciples of Patriarch Bodhi can come here."
After saying that, he was about to push Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong dodged slightly and his push was empty.
"Hey, boy, you dare to hide, do you know where this place is? If you act like this, I can kill you directly."
The two looked at Sun Wukong with fierce faces.
"Does your library director need a library card when he comes here?" Sun Wukong frowned. For such a villain, he didn't bother to say anything, and directly showed his identity and said: "I am your library.
long."
The two of them glanced at each other. At this time, the people walking in and out around them had stopped to watch.
The duel between Sun Wukong and Dapeng was also limited by Bodhi within a certain range.
Now he is a stranger here.
"Hahahaha, he said he is our curator?"
The two people laughed wildly, causing the audience on the side to also laugh.
They think it's the funniest joke in history.
The thin man took a breath and said, "Boy, do you know that the only real manager of this Sutra Pavilion is Patriarch Bodhi? Do you think of yourself as Patriarch Bodhi?"
When the fat man saw the thin man making a mistake, his expression changed and he gently tugged on the thin man's sleeve.
The thin man immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and became a little ferocious, "Get out of here, get out of here, you are not a newbie here."
"What's going on!"
Just when the thin man was about to use some means, a clear voice came out from the Sutra Pavilion, the crowd separated, and Qingfeng walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.
The fat and thin people immediately bowed their knees, and the fat man said: "Master Qingfeng, that man claims to be the director of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he is making trouble in front of the door..."
"Crack!"
At some point, Sun Wukong suddenly came to Qingfeng and gave Qingfeng a mouthful. Everyone was stunned.
"Ah, boy, you are so bold, you actually dare to attack the manager of our Sutra Pavilion."
The two fat and thin people exploded in an instant. Isn't this looking for death? They took out their fairy swords and attacked Sun Wukong.
"stop."
Qingfeng suddenly shouted loudly.
Everyone looked at him, and the two gatekeepers were also very puzzled? Yes, Master Qingfeng must kill this monkey bastard himself.
Qingfeng walked up to Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong looked condescending. Qingfeng knelt down with a "pop" and said: "Welcome to you, sir. I have neglected my duty."
His knees touched the hard stone and made a "bang" sound. This sound also made everyone's hearts tremble, especially the fat and thin people, whose faces were ashen.
Sun Wukong looked down at Qingfeng without saying a word.
Qingfeng was so frightened that his whole body was shaking. He had been following the Patriarch all year round, but he knew how ferocious the man in front of him was, and even the Patriarch was helpless against him.
He knew that Sun Wukong killed Dapeng instantly, and he even knew that Sun Wukong almost beat the Bull Demon King to death decades ago.
The more he knew, the more afraid he became of Sun Wukong. As for the slight jealousy between men and women, he had long forgotten it, and he no longer dared to have any thoughts about his junior sister Mingyue.
"Call your junior sister here to be my deputy, and you can handle the affairs here."
After saying that, Sun Wukong strode towards the Sutra Pavilion.
Qingfeng stood up, looked at the two gatekeepers, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't I tell you this morning that the curator is coming here?"
The fat and thin people were so frightened that they burst into tears. They kept slapping their mouths and uttering self-degrading words one after another.
Qingfeng also sighed, "Such a good position was ruined just because of your arrogance. So what if I can spare you? Just leave here."
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The two gatekeepers immediately grimaced and left the Bodhi Gate. The memories of informal disciples would be erased.
The moment Sun Wukong entered the Sutra Pavilion, he heard constant prompts from the system.
"Congratulations to the host, for discovering the world of Journey to the West, a total of 150,000 volumes of immortal secrets. Would you like to recycle them?"
Sun Wukong was startled, wondering if this system was crazy. He looked at the Sutra Pavilion and guessed that this system had included all the secret books here.
If he took it back all at once, it would be strange if Bodhi couldn't completely fall out with him.
"That system, can I recycle it later?"
hesitated for a moment.
Sun Wukong really felt that the system hesitated and said: "The host has three days to tell me whether to recycle these secret books in exchange for points."
"Three days, even thirty years are not enough."
Sun Wukong has a headache. If these secret books are really lost, something big will happen.
"Is there any other way that I can get a lot of points without having to recycle these secret books? I can even recycle them slowly, but can't I recycle about a hundred copies a day?"
"Yes, but -" the system said: "The host really wants to know other methods?"
Sun Wukong remained silent, feeling that the system was definitely harboring some bad ideas.
"How about exchanging any of your golden stomach and golden kidneys to the system, and the system will give you a lot of points and open all areas of the system supermarket for free?"
The sound of the system is full of temptation.
But instinctively, Sun Wukong felt that the golden stomach and golden kidney system were so urgently needed, which meant that it was definitely not a trivial matter.
Although he wanted to open the book section of the system supermarket to see if there were any secret books on the right way, but if he exchanged it for golden organs, it would definitely outweigh the gain.