Hong Huang: What should I do if I hug the wrong thigh?

Chapter 282 Journey to the West, the Buddhist Blue Lion Spirit
Jin Chanzi was still proud of having rescued the king of the Wuji Kingdom, and was waiting for the king and the prince to thank him, when he heard the prince say: "Father, thanks to this elder from the east, I can know Sun Xianzhang, and I have been taught by Sun Xianzhang. The Sanqing Temple seeks the elixir."

The king also turned around, clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist salute: "Thank you, elder, for your help."

Jin Chanzi was surprised at what the prince said, seeing the king thanking him, he said politely: "My Buddha is merciful, there is no reason to see people in trouble but not get over it."

Unexpectedly, the king would just say this, and started to look for Sun Wukong again: "Where is the fairy who saved me? Haven't thanked the fairy yet."

Sun Wukong just flew back and said from the sky: "It seems that you are quite sincere, Laojun gave you an elixir!"

The king and the prince repeatedly thanked Sun Wukong for his rescue, and their attitude was much warmer than that of Jin Chanzi, which made Jin Chanzi, Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk behind him all look puzzled.

"What about the monsters in the palace?" After a few words of thanks, the queen asked worriedly.

The king glanced at the queen, and remembered that the monster had been with his wives and concubines in the past three years, and felt disgusted.

"Immortal Chief, please give me some advice, how should we drive that monster away?" He said to drive away, but the killing intent in the king's eyes was not concealed.

This is common sense. After all, as a king, he was imprisoned for three years and almost killed himself. He also pretended to be his identity in an attempt to take away his country, his wives and concubines. His identity would be wished for by another person. Cut the murderer to death.

Sun Wukong also learned the method of counting, but he didn't learn it very well. Occasionally, counting is sometimes ineffective, but at this moment, counting just happened once.Even he himself was quite surprised, and said to the king: "That monster is a lion spirit, not very advanced cultivation, my old grandson will just go with you!"

The king was overjoyed, and hurriedly invited Monkey King into the palace to subdue the demon.Sun Wukong enters the palace happily with the king, while Jin Chanzi behind him is forgotten by everyone.It is not forgotten, after all, he is a monk, so he should live in a temple.

The fake king was sitting in the empty hall, wearing a memorial. When he saw the king and his party coming in mightily, shouting and killing him, his expression was very calm, as if he had been prepared for a long time.Putting down the memorial, got up and walked on: "You guys already know that."

The king was furious, but he didn't dare to rush up by himself, and looked sideways at Sun Wukong: "I also ask the fairy to do it, to subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Monkey King didn't act rashly, but used his piercing eyes to examine the monster.You are a lion spirit, that's right: "That demon emperor of yours has already issued an order that people from the demon world are not allowed to obstruct or interfere with the journey to learn from the Western Paradise. What is your origin, and you are not afraid of being punished by your demon emperor?"

The lion's spirit was gloomy, but he was not afraid of Sun Wukong's mention of the demon emperor. He looked at the king and said, "You have been worshiping the Buddha for many years, and you could have achieved a positive result. Three years ago, the Buddha sent a prajna envoy to enlighten you, but your heart of worshiping the Buddha was not sincere. , And because of the conflict, I imprisoned the Prajna messenger who came to enlighten you in the water prison. I am the blue lion under the seat of the Prajna messenger. Then order me to imprison you underground for three years."

Sun Wukong felt that the attitude of this lion spirit was not right. He was the lion of the Prajna Messenger, but mentioning the Prajna Messenger was like talking about a stranger. Whether it was the attitude towards the king or the Prajna Messenger, he was not like an ordinary monster.

(End of this chapter)