The empty mountains are silent, and the cold moon is like a hook.

Cold stars scattered on the night sky, the clear and brilliance shining in distant light, like tiny spots of light.

Under the stars, in the valley in the low depression between the two mountains, there is desolate and cold, empty and silent, with only a low and dilapidated temple standing.

Right in front of the temple, Tang Monk was looking forward to Sun Wukong and said, "Great Sage, can you still summon the land?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was about to lift his feet and stopped. He looked at Tang Monk quietly for a few seconds and said word by word: "Ignorance is so good."

After talking, he raised his foot and walked up the steps, stepped into the mountain temple, leaving behind a confused Tang Monk.

After a while, he turned his head in the sad night wind, faced the camera, and said, "Has he scolded me for being stupid in his heart just now..."

[Don't be discouraged, it's rare to be confused, elder.]

【The Great Sage: I feel like I am the master.】

[The Great Sage: May I exchange my life for you for ten years of innocence.]

[The Great Sage despises and despises the innocent elders in daily life.]

[What do you know? I teach Chinese. The elder deliberately uses his ignorance to highlight the great sage's wisdom and erudition!]

"call……"

After taking a few quick and deep breaths, Tang Seng kept reminding himself to be calm and calm...

After a while, Tang Monk calmed down his excitement, and then followed Sun Wukong's steps and stepped into the mountain temple. The temple was covered with dust and spider webs. There was a Golden Armored Mountain God on the hall, with a judge and a little ghost on both sides, but they were all incomplete. The murals on the wall were also eroded by wind and rain, with mottled colors and blurred, and obviously they had been abandoned for a long time.

At this time, Sun Wukong was standing quietly in front of the statue of the mountain god.

Tang Seng walked to him, wonderingly, and said, "Great Sage, why are we here?"

Sun Wukong said: "You are not looking for bandits, we are already in the bandit's nest."

Tang Monk was shocked: "What?"

Sun Wukong didn't reply, but turned his tin staff. With the rings twitching, he quickly hit the statue in front of him. There was a loud bang, and the statue exploded into pieces and fell to the ground.

Bags of half a human-high sacks slid out from it, a heavy or crisp sound sounded, and white dust swelled in the face.

Tang Seng suddenly saw the dust and thought it was poisonous powder. He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, grabbed Sun Wukong's shoulder and wanted to retreat, but he seemed to hold a steel pillar, and did not move at all.

Tang Monk was anxious and was about to speak when he suddenly smelled the fragrance of wheat.

He seemed to figure out something, and quickly walked over and thorned the sack of dust that drifted out of it, and it turned out to be a sack of white flour.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and continued to tear the other sacks, some of which were white rice, some of which were gold and silver, tea cloth, ginseng herbs, iron tools, etc.

Seeing this, Tang Monk's face darkened.

"From this attitude, those six thieves are not just robbing the village..."

Gold, silver and soft, tea cloth was a valuable item in the Tang Dynasty, and only merchants who should follow the Silk Road on the border of the Tang Dynasty would carry it.

"This is where they hide the dirty place. Where do they live and when will they come?"

Tang Monk thought and asked for advice.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he said without thinking, "Burn."

Sun Wukong's words made Tang Seng's eyes lit up: "It is indeed a good way to attract attention with the light of fireworks, but it will not attract monsters too?"

Sun Wukong said coldly: "Care one to kill one."

A strong sense of security arose from Tang Monk's heart, which made him feel at ease. He found some dry firewood boards in the mountain temple, folded them and walked into the valley, and threw them all on the ground. Then he took out a cube of turf grass from his arms, took out the flint from his waist, and easily lit the firewood.

The fire of stars rose rapidly, and a raging fire ignited in a blink of an eye.

The bright fire swayed illuminated the gloomy ghost prison around, and white smoke rose and drifted towards the sky.

After doing all this, Tang Monk returned to the temple and found that Sun Wukong was missing. He looked around and saw that Sun Wukong jumped up to the window of the mountain temple.

I saw him holding his head with both hands and leaning against the window frame, stepping on the window ridge, and putting his right foot in the window. His head slightly tilted out the window, looking at the stars in the sky, dazed and unconscious, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the sound of Tang Monk walking, Sun Wukong slowly turned his head, looked at Tang Monk, and said, "Elevate me quickly. When my Sun's strength recovers, I will definitely not have these annoying stars in the sky."

As he spoke, a hint of anger seemed to flash in his eyes.

When Tang Seng heard this, he was stunned. After a moment, he laughed: "Sage, when your strength is restored, I will pick these stars off. Don't waste it. I will cook for you."

Sun Wukong turned his head, withdrew his gaze, and said, "It seems that you are really a fake monk."

Tang Monk smiled and said, "No problem, I am just a fake monk."

The words of Sun Wukong and Tang Seng made the audience laugh again.

[Elder Tang is stupid. In fact, the twenty-eight constellations are all monsters. Unfortunately, the real spirit is on the list and cannot be eaten 23333]

[Tianting: An urgent message was broadcast, a monk who wanted to eat the stars appeared in Niuzhou, Xihe!]

[Zhou Tian Zhengshen: Three Hundred and Sixty-five faces confused!]

[Jade Emperor: Fortunately, I don’t represent any star!]

[Great Sage, it seems that there is a Kui Mulang to eat in Baoxiang Country!]

After watching the barrage of the audience, Tang Seng realized the meaning of Sun Wukong's words just now, but when he looked at Sun Wukong again, he had already closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Tang Monk thought about it, then tightened his monk's robe and slept with his eyes closed against the wall.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon, like a silver plate, rises slowly.

I don’t know how long it took for me to go.

In a vague situation, Tang Monk seemed to see Sun Wukong jumping down. Although the sound of landing on the ground was light, it woke him up.

It was at this moment that six people suddenly broke out outside the temple. They were wearing short and strong suits, each holding long spears and short swords, sharp blades and strong bows. One of them led a white horse behind them, carrying luggage on the side, and tied a tiger skin on the saddle with a rope. It was Tang Monk's horse.

Tang Monk's heart sank. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by one of the six people: "You bald donkey! You dare to sleep at your grandfather's house and seek death!"

Before he could finish his shout, he saw that Sun Wukong had turned his tin staff and stepped out of the temple gate.

Tang Seng hurriedly shouted: "Sage, although they are bandits and robbers, they intercepted a story and robbed some money and would not die. You can save their lives and take them to the government for conviction."

Although Tang Seng hated the behavior of the six thieves, he came from modern society after all, and knew the importance of rules and regulations. Once he lost the rules and lost the bottom line, the road to the west was long, and he didn't know how to go on.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he turned to look at Tang Seng and said, "The person in the leader has the familiar smell of blood, and he just touched yours."

"Um?"

After hearing this, Tang Seng was confused at first, and then a terrible thought emerged in his mind.

He seemed to have only touched the little girl Xiulian before...

In addition, these six thieves are holding his white horse...

They won't...

Tang Monk's face suddenly turned pale, and then he became angry from his heart, evil arose from the side of his courage, and strode forward, "What monks don't kill! Bamboo! I overcome all obstacles and only kill but not cross it! Wukong, I am throwing my nine-ring tin staff at me, and then dodge it. I am afraid that blood will splatter you!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong threw the tin staff at Tang Seng without hesitation and said, "Oh, then you go."

Tang Monk hurriedly took the tin staff, and suddenly he was cold from head to toe, crying: "Sage, don't play by the rules... You'll come, come."

While Tang Monk was talking and trotting, the audience, who were already a little depressed, couldn't help laughing.

[Elder Tang failed to pretend to be strong!]

[The Great Sage chose not to give face and interrupted the elder to show off!]

[Elder: Even a pussy is not good at pretending to be good. What's the point of asking me? It's better to reach the Pure Land sooner!]

As soon as their barrage was released, Tang Monk Zhengyi handed the nine-ring tin staff to Sun Wukong, lowered his head and said in a shaking voice: "Don't leave any one!"

The audience was silent and silent.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly sneered: "But don't monks pay attention to compassion?"

After hearing this, Tang Seng replied and smiled, with a slightly cold smile: "Don't let go of his damn shit, can you be merciful for your meal?"

"Hahaha."

Sun Wukong twitched gently and laughed, but then he restrained himself again.

【Intimacy +2】

At the same time, Guanyin's voice also resounded in his mind, everything was moving in a good direction, but Tang Seng couldn't be happy.

After putting away his smile, Sun Wukong gently turned his tin staff and slowly walked towards the Six Thieves: "You have heard what the monk said just now?"

"You two have been acting in the storybook for so long, so it's time to go on the road."

"Do you need to know the names of grandpas before you die? Then you will have an explanation when you meet the King of Hell."

The six bandits smiled grimly.

Sun Wukong suddenly tilted his head and looked in a good mood: "King of Hell? I, Old Sun, are still waiting for him to give me an explanation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong had already jumped three feet high, holding a nine-ring tin staff in both hands and descending from the sky, hitting a bandit on the shoulder.

Although the tin staff fell like a huge force, it was as light as dust.

The bandit who was beaten by the stick was just like a seduced person and stood still without moving.
To be continued...