The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 523 Monkey Sun Wants to Lift the Ginseng Tree

Longevity Hill, Wuzhuang Temple, two boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, looked enviously at the Buddhist pilgrim and his party swallowing ginseng fruit, and couldn't help but salivate wildly.

You must know that even in Wuzhuang Temple, the disciples and boys of Zhenyuanzi Daxian can only share a ginseng fruit at important seasons, and it takes almost ten thousand years to taste such a small bite, so it is naturally greedy. Panic.

Now that the ginseng fruit has been eaten, Qingfeng Mingyue and the others have completed their task. Naturally, at this time, they have to wait for the pilgrim to praise the ginseng fruit before the process is completed.

But to the surprise of the two boys, the four in front of them not only did not praise one or two after eating the ginseng fruit, but instead frowned and their complexions changed one after another, as if what they just ate was not some rare treasure, but something hard to swallow I can't help but feel a little dissatisfied in my heart.

My master specially took out such a precious ginseng fruit to treat them, but these people are a little ignorant of etiquette. Could it be that they are some bumpkins who can't eat the mystery of ginseng fruit?

This is the innate spiritual fruit that saints eat and praise.

At that moment, Qingfeng let out a dry cough, and asked with a casual smile, "Holy Monk, could it be that this ginseng fruit is not to your liking?"

Tang Sanzang frowned, for some reason, the evil things done by the Western Buddhism had been lingering in her heart, which made her feel resentful and hard to let go.

But Tang Sanzang also knew that this feeling was wrong. How could monks have such strong resentment?She is a disciple of Buddhism, and she wants to go to the west to obtain the scriptures.

But before Tang Sanzang could figure out the reason, the Huanglong horse on the side suddenly pounced on the ground, the horse's face turned blue and white, its expression seemed crazy, and it growled in a low voice: "Teacher, you are unfair, teacher! You Since you look down on me, Huang Long, why did you take me away from the Dragon Clan back then? Since you looked down on those who wear scales and armor, why did you accept me into the sect of Chanjiao and make me a disciple? I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it! "

And Zhu Bajie also had a pig face twitching violently, his eyes were red, and his breath was a little chaotic: "Teacher, I am the majestic marshal of the canopy, and now I look like a pig spirit, and I am ridiculed by many colleagues in the heaven. If you don’t make decisions for your disciples, I won’t accept it either!”

The two boys, Qingfengmingyue, were a little confused. Why is this wrong?
The monks who ate ginseng fruit in the past were full of praise. Even if they felt a little bit, they still praised the deliciousness of the ginseng fruit. Why is it now a meeting of complaints?
Judging from their appearance, it seems that their minds are a little unstable, and they are faintly going crazy?

Tang Sanzang forcibly held back the resentment in his heart, and asked eagerly, "Wukong, how are you? What's wrong with Bajie and the others?"

Monkey Sun couldn't help grinning his teeth, took out his golden cudgel, and yelled at Qingfeng and Mingyue, "Master, my grandson really wants to fight! Why do you two thieves want to poison us? Say, yes!" Who sent you here!"

Qingfeng and Mingyue also felt that something was wrong, but as hosts, they kindly brought out ginseng fruit to entertain them, but now they were beaten up, how could they bear it.

How could there be a problem with ginseng fruit? Naturally, there is something wrong with these few people.Delicious food, delicious hospitality, and want to blackmail them in turn?Big joke!

At that moment, Qingfeng's face collapsed, and he opened his mouth to curse: "You monkey head, what do you mean! After eating our ginseng fruit, you beat it upside down. If you have the ability to return the ginseng fruit!"

Mingyue also nodded one after another, with a bad expression on her face: "I thought you were kind guests, but I didn't expect you to be a bunch of bad guests! Our Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple is not a place for you to run wild!"

Although Sun Houzi has been scheming since he was born, his mind is more pure. Although there is anger rising in his heart, he doesn't have too much resentment to vent. At this time, the two boys spurted wildly, and his hairs stood on end. Get up, lift the golden cudgel and want to make a move, but Tang Sanzang, who has quick eyes and quick hands, grabs him.

"Two little benefactors, there is indeed something wrong with the disciples of the poor monk, and even the poor monk feels something is wrong." Tang Sanzang frowned deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that there is something wrong with these fruits?"

"Pooh!"

The faces of Qingfeng and Mingyue changed drastically, and they cursed: "Well, you monk from the east, we kindly gave you ginseng fruit to eat, but you have such a face now. Don't you look at your appearance, do you deserve to eat ginseng fruit? Say there is something wrong with our ginseng fruit, shameless!"

It’s like when you go to a restaurant and order a signature dish, and if something goes wrong, the owner’s first reaction is to refute. This is due to human nature.

Poor Sun Houzi, while enduring the anger in his heart, he was dragged by Tang Sanzang and insulted by two boys at the same time.

He, King Jiji, Monkey King, since when did he experience such birdishness?
At the moment Sun Houzi had a sneer on his mouth, but his heart was full of anger: "Okay, okay, we don't deserve to eat ginseng fruit, so don't eat it!"

This monkey grandson was really extraordinary, he squeezed the supernatural power of a clone, the primordial spirit came out of the body, sneaked to the backyard, and found the spiritual root of the prehistoric world.

After all, Sun Houzi is the womb of heaven and earth, and it is also transformed by a clear spirit. In addition, his eyes are piercing and golden, and he is the best at distinguishing evil spirits. As soon as he stepped into the garden, he found that the wind was blowing, so creepy, he couldn't help but cursed: "Where is this?" The demon wind that came, doesn’t look like a good thing at first sight!”

After a closer look, the ginseng fruit tree was alright, but there were 36 bloody places under the root of the tree, which were sinister and terrifying.

Sun Houzi sneered, picked up the golden cudgel, and dug hard along the roots of the ginseng fruit tree. After a short time, the secret under the ginseng fruit tree was revealed!

There are 36 underground tanks full of corpses of babies, and under the roots of the ginseng fruit trees, the babies seem to have been sucked dry of blood, and they are connected with the roots of the ginseng fruit trees, which is very scary.

Seeing such a bad situation, Sun Houzi couldn't help retching, trembling all over, and shouted angrily: "What a blessed place on Longevity Mountain, five villages and caves, but I didn't expect it to be a place where evil spirits hide evil, damn it, damn it!" ah!"

This roar naturally spread to the front hall, Qingfeng Mingyue and the two boys were spouting happily, suddenly startled, knowing that something happened in the backyard, they didn't care about Tang Sanzang and others, so they ran back quickly.

Tang Sanzang also recognized that it was Wukong's roar, and the grand monkey at hand "Peng" turned into a hair and disappeared, and hurriedly followed, for fear that Wukong would cause some trouble.

In the backyard, Sun Houzi poked the golden cudgel into the root of the tree with a ferocious face. When he saw the second boy Qingfengmingyue running over, he laughed grimly: "Good way, wait until your grandpa overturns this demon tree!" , come here to prepare you two good grandchildren!"

Not to mention that Qingfeng Mingyue looked dumbfounded by the situation in front of him, Tang Sanzang also turned extremely pale when he saw the tragic scene in front of him, clasped his hands together, suppressed the boundless anger, and said loudly: "My Buddha. Mercy!"

But at this moment, there was a shout from the sky above Wuzhuang Temple: "Wukong, stop first!"

(End of this chapter)