The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 473 Something is wrong with this golden cicada!
"Wukong, please slow down!"

Riding on the white horse, Tang Sanzang shouted in a crisp voice, which made Monkey Sun in front of him slow down.

Although Sun Houzi beat Tang Sanzang to death with a stick before, but now Sun Houzi doesn't feel too much resentment towards his cheap master, and the hostility in his heart has dissipated a lot.

Especially a few days ago, I met a colorful tiger on my way and was sent to the west with a stick by Sun Houzi. This tiger skin just made Sun Houzi a set of clothes.

Through Tang Sanzang's skillful hands, a sexy tiger-print skirt became the standard clothing of the Monkey King, which also made Sun Houzi feel a little fond of this cheap master.

After the monkey grandson was conceived from the spirit stone, for so many years, the ancestor Bodhi has only imparted supernatural powers. Except for Jiang Shi, only Tang Sanzang cared about the monkey grandson and gave him gifts.

Also because of this, Sun Houzi had a little more humanity in his heart, and made up his mind to send the Buddhist scriptures to that Western Paradise.

And after talking about the boundaries of the Five Elements Mountains, not long after, Tang Sanzang and Sun Houzi went to a farmhouse to spend the night with some fast food.

And this farmhouse is exactly the scene in the original book where robbers were recruited, and then Monkey Sun went on a killing spree, which aroused Tang Sanzang's fury.

But now, something is wrong.

But seven or eight mortal thieves, the ants that Sun Houzi can deal with with a breath, are naturally not worthy of the Monkey King's big fight.

What's more, Sun Houzi's hostility in his heart was a little weak, so he just made a magic decision, shouted "definitely!", and fixed the group of robbers in their place.

This group of robbers had murderous intent on their faces, which soon turned into panic, and then turned into anger, and cursed: "Where did you come from, the hairy-faced monk, who dares to use the demon method on me, see if I don't take it You are all hacked to death!"

I thought it was a big fat sheep, but I didn't expect it to have thorns, but this group of robbers are not good at it, and they kept struggling, obviously wanting to use the steel knife in their hands to give Monkey Sun a good look.

All this happened naturally woke up Tang Sanzang, and even the two elderly people in the farmer were quite frightened and looked at this group of robbers tremblingly.

"Wukong, what's going on, what happened?"

Tang Sanzang asked concerned, but he heard Sun Houzi yawn, and said speechlessly: "Master, it's seven or eight scissors. They've been dealt with, but how should we deal with them? Should we kill them all?"

Tang Sanzang was startled, and quickly stopped: "Wukong, my Buddha is merciful, don't hurt people's lives!"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang said hesitantly: "How about persuading them one or two times and letting them go? The so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

As soon as these words came out, the two old men on the side looked at this group of vicious robbers, their faces were really pale, and they wanted to cry without tears.

I escaped a catastrophe today, but what to do next?These robbers are going to kill!
Sun Houzi couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this, walked over, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you willing to repent, do good, and stop robbing and hurting others?"

"Bah!" The most ferocious bandit in the lead was about to curse, but before he could say anything, he saw the thunder-faced monk in front of him shake his hand, and a stick so thick appeared in his palm, pointing at himself Lay down.

boom!
This thief, just said a word, was beaten into a puddle of mud, bloody and bloody, really shocked everyone on the spot.

Especially Tang Sanzang, his face was pale, and he was almost fainted by fright.

"You guys, are you willing to do good?"

Sun Houzi waved the golden cudgel, grinned, and looked at the remaining six robbers. The robbers were so frightened that they peed out of the water, and they all wanted to kneel down and shouted: "We Willing to do good!"

With a cold snort, Sun Houzi waved his hand and led the robbers away in a somersault. After a while, he came back and explained: "I have sent these robbers to the government and put them in prison."

Only then did Tang Sanzang recover, with annoyance on his face, he blamed him: "Wukong, how could you hurt his life, why don't you just send him to the government?"

But before the words were finished, the two old men on the side saluted together: "Thank you, holy monk, for saving my two old men's lives, I am so grateful!"

Tang Sanzang's face froze suddenly, but he couldn't say the next reproach.

Sun Houzi was a little annoyed by Tang Sanzang's accusation, but he still explained: "Master, if I were not here today, these two old benefactors will suffer. Besides, how can we let the evil go back to the mountain? The first evil is punished. Others may be able to repent, and handing it over to the government is considered their luck."

Among them, the old man also said: "This holy monk is right, let them go, and when they come back, the old man and his wife will die, hey!"

Tang Sanzang wanted to accuse Sun Wukong of hurting people's lives, but looking at the attitude of the two old men, he felt that Wukong had done nothing wrong. He hesitated at the moment, and finally sighed: "The poor monk's Buddhist practice is not superb enough, what happened today But it’s hard to tell, you still need to go to the West to get the scriptures, so you can identify yourself.”

This time, Tang Sanzang and Sun Houzi didn't have a complete falling out. They said goodbye to the two old people and went west together again.

Traveling westward on this road, there are few people. Tang Sanzang was a mortal, but he couldn't help his hunger. He said, "Wukong, I'm a bit hungry as a teacher."

Sun Houzi snorted, told Tang Sanzang to be careful, and left in a somersault to find food.

But not long after Sun Houzi left, an old farmer walked towards Tang Sanzang with a bamboo basket in his hand, and asked, "Why is this holy monk here alone?"

This old farmer was naturally transformed by the ancient Buddha who was afraid of leaving grandchildren, and wanted to deceive Tang Sanzang and kill the Monkey King, the great sage equal to heaven!

The two came back and forth, chatting a few words, fearing that the grandson would pretend to exclaim: "The disciple of the holy monk, but the great sage Equaling Heaven who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago?"

"Exactly!"

Even monks like good words. When Tang Sanzang heard others praise his apprentice, he also smiled happily, and his eyes were bent into half moons.

But immediately, the words of fear of keeping grandchildren took on some meaning: "Hey, I heard that Monkey King rioted in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago, tyrannized and slaughtered, and killed countless lives. How can such a person be the disciple of the holy monk?" Ah, what if the wildness goes wild and kills the holy monk?"

Afraid to leave Sun to pretend to persuade, it stands to reason that now that Tang Sanzang heard his reminder, he should be careful about Monkey King.

Unexpectedly, Tang Sanzang didn't pay much attention to it, and said with a smile: "Old man was joking, the apprentice of the poor monk has great kindness in his heart, how could he be unfavorable to the poor monk? I guess the old man believed the rumors, don't take it seriously."

Fearing to keep his grandson, he was immediately stunned, wait, something is wrong with Tang Sanzang, how could he say good things to this Poor Monkey?

You just died in the hands of this splashing monkey some time ago, such a big stick, it knocked you to death in one go!
Didn't the Poor Monkey get so fierce that he beat the Buddhist scriptures to death, so why is he in such a good state now?

It was the monkey grandson who was wrong before, but now the golden cicada is also wrong, fearing that grandson is full of bitterness, only a few days later, the two actually recognized each other?

This majestic Western Buddhist sect used to be dumbfounded by the ancient Buddha's fear of leaving grandchildren!
(End of this chapter)