One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 458 The Captured Xiaobai
"Okay." Tang Sanzang nodded, and lifted the lid of the stew pot with a wet towel, a burst of rich aroma mixed with mushrooms and pheasant came out and spread to all directions.

Still in the tumbling pot, the chicken soup was already a little whitish, and the off-white mushrooms were floating in the tumbling chicken soup. Looking at it, I felt that the taste must be good.

"It smells so good!" Luo Xi's eyes lit up suddenly, and she whispered.

All the old gods were also attracted by this fragrance. Although they already had the ability to fast, but these years have been too miserable, and they often can't eat enough. When they smell this kind of fragrance, they all feel that the gluttons in their stomachs want to eat. Climbed out, if they hadn't rationally told them not to make a fuss in front of Sun Wukong, they would have jumped on them.No one expected Tang Sanzang, a monk, to be so good at cooking, and everyone swallowed wildly.

Although Tang Sanzang thought they were quite pitiful, but the meat here was limited, and he was really too lazy to cook a big meal for sixty people, so he had to pretend that he didn't see what they wanted to eat.

Tang Sanzang took Ao Xiaobai's bowl and first filled her with a bowl of chicken soup, plus a small chicken leg and a few sections of mushrooms, and then filled a bowl for Luoxi and the others. He chopped the chicken into sections, so that it would be faster It is more cooked and easier to eat.

"It's really delicious, master. There are still a few baskets of mushrooms over there. We'll win them all later. You can make soup for us every day." Sha Wanjing took a sip of the soup, her eyes narrowed immediately, Looking at Tang Sanzang and said.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the old gods whose faces were obviously darkened, and nodded with a smile. It seems that they also saw that Sha Wanjing and the others were obviously playing tricks on them.

He also made a bowl for himself, Tang Sanzang took a sip of the soup first, the taste was really delicious, the pheasant was just an ordinary pheasant, but the mushroom was really good, much more precious than the pheasant, most of the umami came from here, it seems that the mountain god wanted to It was really hard work to avoid being tortured, but the brat wouldn't treat it as a treasure when he saw it.

After dinner, a few idle old gods rushed to help with the washing, and then secretly ate up the little chicken soup and chicken wings left in the pot, and the two rabbit heads and chicken heads on the grill didn't work either. spared.

This sad scene fell in Tang Sanzang's eyes, and he almost couldn't help cooking them a delicious meal. After hesitating for a while, he rekindled the fire and took out a big pot to cook a big pot of chicken and mushroom porridge for them, although it was simple point, but with so many people, Tang Sanzang can only do this.

Sixty old gods held bowls and squatted on the ground drinking the porridge. Tears streamed down their faces as they drank. The scene was very spectacular.

"After 200 years, I've finally had a bite of something decent."

"It's more than decent. Even 200 years ago, I haven't eaten such delicious food. Master, can I have another bite?"

"Just a small bowl, as long as you give me another small bowl, I don't think it's a big deal to be bullied by that little devil."

The old gods also lost their face and began to boast about Tang Sanzang in a fancy way.

A simple dinner ended while all the old gods were still unsatisfied, and then the old gods were dragged and abused for another night, and the five of them took turns to fight. I have never seen six old gods who took turns win a game. Sixty baskets of mountain goods It's all belonged to Tang Sanzang and the others.

Tang Sanzang picked it out, and kept all the ingredients he liked. Ao Xiaobai and Luo Xi picked out a few of those fancy stones, and exchanged the rest for them. is more convenient.

……

Hundreds of miles away, between a mountain stream, in the cave, a figure dressed in fiery red sat on a high seat, with a little demon half-kneeling below him.

"You said that a monk brought a few women into Haoshan today, and met those old people in Haoshan?" the man asked, his voice was a little immature, but his tone was unquestionable majesty.

"It's the king, I showed Goshawk the portrait, and I'm sure it's that Tang monk." The little demon responded quickly.

"Okay, I heard that Tang Sanzang traveled all the way west, and I was worried that he would not pass through my mountain, but I didn't expect him to fall into the trap." The man laughed, and said with some sarcasm: "The old things, the more It’s getting more and more useless, I kept them just to have some fun, now it seems better to let them mine, catch them tomorrow and mine.”

"Yes." The little demon replied, but hesitantly said: "My lord, the goshawk was a little frightened just now, I am afraid that Tang Seng has powerful helpers by his side, should we be more careful?"

"What kind of help can a monk have? What are you afraid of? I, the Holy Infant King, never know how to write the word "careful." The man waved his hand with some disdain, and said with a smile: "I am afraid that they are too weak. There's no point in playing it."

"Yes! Yes!" Your Majesty is unparalleled in bravery. As long as those guys see his majestic appearance, they are afraid that they will surrender immediately.

"Hahaha..." The man laughed happily, and stopped after a while, "Send me an order, let them clean the steamer for me, and then let the goshawk who sent the message take a good rest, wait Tomorrow, if Tang Seng is caught, I will go to Cuiyun Mountain and Jilei Mountain to invite your grandpa Wang and grandma to eat Tang Seng meat."

The little demon led the way down.

"Let them eat first, and I'll check their strength tomorrow morning." A burst of laughter came from the empty hall.

……

Mahjong didn't last long, because the strength of the old gods was really weak, and they quickly lost all their chips. This one-sided mahjong competition ended like this, and everyone went back to their tents to sleep, while the mountain gods landed. They each find a way to find a place to sleep in the valley.

The next day was just dawn, and everyone was still asleep, when a gust of red wind rolled in and stopped a mile outside the valley. A red figure appeared on a big tree, looking into the valley.

"It's really a tricky guy, hmph, but it's okay, no matter how powerful I am, I can't stand my Samadhi True Fire. Go and grab one at random, and it will be more interesting when they chase after them." Honghai raised his brows slightly, and quickly He let go again, a smirk flashed across his immature face, he suppressed the red cloud on his body, and walked lightly towards the direction of the valley.

Tang Sanzang was still asleep, when the ground suddenly shook slightly, a gust of wind came from nowhere, and blew towards the tents at the valley entrance.

"An earthquake?" This was Tang Sanzang's first thought after he was awakened.

"Master! Pervert!" Then Ao Xiaobai's voice came from outside.

Tang Sanzang woke up in a jerk, and quickly got up and got out of the tent, just in time to see a fiery red figure holding Ao Xiaobai in one hand and flying away quickly.

(End of this chapter)