Don’t scare other diseases from Zhu Bajie’s appearance.

The eunuch responded lightly and walked out quickly.

"That monk, my king's will teach you, I will never be able to see you."

Zhu Bajie, who was standing in the hall with his hands on his face, suddenly froze when he heard this.

The king was too scared and scared, and he didn't even dare to see him.

Zhu Bajie naturally has confidence in Sun Wukong's strength, but the situation is a bit strange now.

The king actually asked them to leave and refused to heal them.

If you don’t heal the king, how can you have good food and drink?

Moreover, the master is still waiting to change Guan Wen, so there is no chance of this matter.

"Senior Brother! What should I do?"

Zhu Bajie, who ran back, was suddenly a little anxious.

Giving Zhu Bajie a reassuring look, Sun Wukong said confidently: "If I can't stand a strange face, I will hang silk to take my pulse, and it will be no problem."

The officials who were disappointed in their hearts were secretly happy when they heard this.

Since he could hang silk to diagnose pulses, he must be a miracle doctor, so he hurriedly ordered the close servant to report again.

"Your Majesty! The elder will not see his lord, so he will hang silk to take his pulse."

The king, who was lying on the bed, looked happy.

"I have been ill for three years and have not tried this, so I came in."

The closest servant immediately rushed out and said, "Your Majesty has already allowed him to hang silk to take a pulse, so please come to the palace to examine the patient."

"Senior Brother, do you really know the technique of diagnosing pulse with hanging silk?"

Zhu Bajie, who was approaching Sun Wukong, asked quickly.

"How can I do something wrong with my old grandson?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong greeted Tang Seng and stepped into the inner hall.

Zhu Bajie and his men were blocked outside, and several officials who were obviously important in the court followed in.

When I walked into the inner hall, there was a room in it, but the curtains in the middle blocked the scene inside.

Sun Wukong reached out and pulled out three hairs, twisted them, and shouted "change"!

That is, it turns into three silk threads, each of which is two or four feet long.

After following the officials, they saw Sun Wukong's actions, their eyes were full of surprise, and they sighed in their hearts that this ugly monk was really capable.

Sun Wukong ignored them and took three golden threads and the eunuchs into it, and ordered: "Teach the concubines in the inner palace, or the eunuchs in the nearest position, first tie them under the left wrist of His Majesty, press the three parts of the inch and cube, and pass the thread out of the curtain from me."

According to this, the eunuch asked the king to sit on the dragon bed, tied it with one end of the gold thread according to the inch ruler, and went out to the other end.

Sun Wukong connected the thread, held the index finger with his right big finger first, looked at the inch pulse; then pressed the middle finger to the big finger, looked at the Guan pulse; then held the big finger to the ring finger, looked at the zi pulse.

"I don't know how Monkey Brother is?"

Zhu Bajie, who was left in the hall, looked inside on tiptoe, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.

"Since Wukong has confidence, he will naturally be sure!"

Tang Monk, who closed his eyes and sat upright, responded lightly.

In the original work, Sun Wukong also used silk to diagnose pulses, but he didn't expect that it would still be the case.

"Master, you are very confident!"

Zhu Bajie laughed at the sound of this.

While the two were talking, a loud shout suddenly came from the inner hall.

"I understand when I point you understand when I point you understand when I point you understand when I point you! This is the disease! The elder is really a miracle doctor."

Listening to the king's voice, Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up instantly.
Chapter completed!