One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 498 Master, help!
And on the elevated bridge at the side, a young monk dragging a rope on his back slipped in a panic, and the cart full of stones backed up a bit, and the monks behind him also tripped and fell to the ground, in a panic. Flashing inside, the back of the car lost its support, and the front of the car tilted and slid out directly to the outside without shelter. The other monks had already avoided it, but the little monk in front was pulled by the rope tied to his body and slid out with the car.

This height is already close to two feet, even if the car falls, it will be crushed to pieces, and the skinny little monk has half a chance of surviving the fall.

Passers-by who saw this scene off the field all exclaimed, but the monks on the elevated road were very silent. Looking at this scene coldly, they seemed to be used to it, and even their expressions did not change much. It seemed a little indifferent.

"Master?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang beside him.

"Save him." Tang Sanzang nodded.

Sun Wukong nodded, took a step forward, grabbed the little monk's shoulder, turned his hand around, relieved the force of his fall, and fell to the side a little bit to the ground.

bang——

The wooden cart full of stones fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the wooden cart was directly turned into pieces, and even the stones were broken into pieces.

However, the scene of blood splattering that everyone imagined did not appear. A beautiful girl with yellow hair rushed out from nowhere and easily rescued the fallen little monk by grabbing his shoulders, and fell lightly to the ground without any damage. .

The little monk, whose face was pale from being frightened, still hadn't recovered a bit, and fell to the ground limply when his feet touched the ground. After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Sun Wukong, knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, thank you..."

"It was rescued!" The crowd was also in an uproar. Over the years, these monks built statues here, and they often fell to their deaths. Sometimes several people were killed and injured in an accident. I didn't expect that someone would dare to go there today. Save these monks.

"Isn't this girl following that monk? That's why she saved that little monk."

"That's right, monks in the world are generally black, sir, I discovered that monk first, and I was the first to report it, so give me the money!"

While everyone was saying this, they still didn't forget to report the rewards.

"Get up." Tang Sanzang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to support the little monk. The little monk looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and there was no extra flesh on his arms, and the bones were covered with a layer of skin.

There was an old scar on his shoulder, which had just been pulled off by a car, and a layer of skin had been worn away. There was a bloodstain, which looked a little scary, but there was not much pain on his face, as if he had long been numb.

But the little monk looked at Tang Sanzang, his eyes suddenly brightened, just stood up and knelt down again, kowtowed and said: "Master who saves the suffering, you are finally here, we have been waiting for you so hard Ah...you save us, help us escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

"Huh?" Tang Sanzang frowned, why did the little monk's words be so strange?As if he already knew him.

The little monk was not dead, but this time it caught the attention of the monks above. They all looked down, and when their gazes fell on Tang Sanzang standing in front of the little monk, they showed doubts in the explanation. There are also monks in Che Chiguo.

"That's Master Tang Seng!" At this moment, someone among the monks suddenly shouted, his voice was full of shock and joy.

"Master Tang Seng!" All the monks were in an uproar, and their despairing eyes seemed to be filled with hope. They knelt down on the spot and pointed in the direction of Tang Sanzang, just like the little monks, crying and shouting: "Master Tang Seng, please save us from the sea of ​​suffering..."

"Master, they seem to have known you for a long time, right? I didn't expect you to be so famous." Zhu Tianpeng looked around, a little surprised, this scene was quite spectacular.

"I'm afraid that's not the case." Tang Sanzang shook his head. If it is said that in Datang, his fame is almost unknown to everyone, it is reasonable, but this influence is only in the territory of Datang. Traveling to the surrounding small countries to tell the story, the monks of the Chechi country, tens of thousands of miles away, heard that his name is absolutely impossible because of his fame.

However, the way these monks acted and spoke in unison still made him feel a little strange, reasonable... Shouldn't they recognize Sun Wukong first?How did it become him?

The passers-by watching this scene also stopped their voices one after another, and looked at Tang Sanzang in surprise. Over the years, it has been a long time since these monks resisted. They were squeezed here day after day. I don't even have any thoughts of resistance, but now what is this monk who suddenly appeared, asking him to rescue them from the sea of ​​suffering?

"What are you doing! Do you want to rebel!" The two little Taoist priests were shocked when they saw Sun Wukong saving the little monk. Even if they don't have mana, they definitely have powerful martial arts.

On the other hand, Tang Sanzang, who was dressed in a semi-old cassock and was fairly clean, surprised the two of them. The monk's robe and cassock style worn by this monk were somewhat different from those of Che Chi Kingdom, but he was definitely a monk.

Just when the two were about to step forward to interrogate, all the monks knelt down like this, looking at Tang Sanzang as if they were looking at the savior and shouting in unison, this formation really shocked them.

But for so many years, monks have been treated as slaves, and now that the king exterminates the Buddha and obeys Taoism, Taoist priests have a very high status in Chechi Kingdom. They have three very powerful ancestors, and they came to this side with a group of soldiers at the gate of the city, and shouted: "The monk, who are you! And those monks, don't work quickly, Otherwise, one person will receive ten lashes today!"

The faces of all the monks were terrified when they heard the words, some of them hesitated and stood up, the ten lashes of the Taoist priest did not just talk about it, the whip soaked in salt water was whipped on the body, and it was a layer when pulled The skin is gone, and you have to fight against the stone to pull the cart every day. If you can't bear it, you will die within a few days. Many people have died like this in recent years.

However, there are still some monks who knelt on the ground and couldn’t get up, they just kept repeating: "Master help...Master help..." During this period of time, the one who kept them alive was the master in the mouth of the gods. For them, it would be nothing more than torture if they continued to live, and it would be easier to simply die.

(End of this chapter)