"Well, what Mr. Yinjiao said really makes sense, but can you say it more deeply?" Zhang Yang was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. He can't think of any way now. It is the golden bell hood that can hold up and not be crushed, and that Zhang Yang can't go, and will starve to death here sooner or later.

King Yinjiao really thought about it carefully, then walked up to Zhang Yang and asked very seriously, "Do you want to listen to more profound advice?"

Zhang Yang nodded with a guilty conscience: "The deeper the better, I must let me know what flaws in my craftsmanship are, so that I can make progress and make more delicious grilled fish for you to eat."

King Silver Horn nodded, then stared at him and said solemnly, "One word, rotten!"

Zhang Yang was stunned, and he asked, "Is it gone?"

The King of Silver Horn slammed his fist on the golden bell hood and shouted loudly: "You idiot! Are you making fun of me as an idiot? Do I need to tell you here whether your fish is delicious? I tell you, you will die. Now, you don't have the chance to make fish again!"

He let out an angry roar, the blue veins on his forehead were protruding, his face was flushed, redder than the monkey's butt, and then he shouted a spell at Zhang Yang: "I am the strongest when I move mountains, move all the mountains over! "

Originally, King Yinjiao roared so angrily, Zhang Yang was a little bit scared, because he was the first monster to go crazy like this in front of Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang also guessed whether she would have irritability.

However, when this cute-sounding spell was recited aloud by him, Zhang Yang burst into laughter with a "pu chi", covering his stomach and laughing like a mess.

Seeing Zhang Yang spitting out his saliva from laughter, King Yinjiao looked dazed and asked in a calm voice, "Excuse me, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Yang laughed until he was speechless, so he could only wave his hand to indicate that he was speechless now. It was not until the third mountain, Mount Tai, that was on top of Zhang Yang's head, that he vaguely felt that something was wrong, because the golden bell began to fall to the ground. sink in.

The golden bell is not a solid body. If it sinks into the ground, then the land in the middle will be pressed together with the top of the golden bell, and Zhang Yang will be [-]% crushed into flesh. There is no doubt about that.

He immediately restrained his smile, and then started to circle in a hurry, trying to find a way to get out, but he couldn't think of any way.

King Yinjiao walked in front of Zhang Yang, smiled, and said, "This is the end of the person who laughs at me. No matter how powerful you are, I don't believe that this mountain can't kill you. The person who takes the scriptures should be around here. I will definitely bring his head to you and let him accompany you."

Where can Zhang Yang care about the life and death of the little hooligan now, he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself. He watched the silver horn king fly away from him, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, now a little There is no way.

Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't go out in this state, he had to calm down and concentrate.Any trick must have a solution, as long as you calm down, you can find clues.

To calm himself down, Zhang Yang took off his clothes and meditated on the ground.The sound of the golden bell sinking into the ground bit by bit came from his ears, and he was nervous to death, but he didn't think of anything, and the sweat dripped down his forehead like rain.

According to the original book of Journey to the West, King Yinjiao pressed Sun Wukong under the mountain. He recalled that Wukong held two mountains in succession, Mount Sumeru and Mount Emei, but when Mount Tai came down, he was so overwhelmed. His three corpses are gods, and his seven orifices spurt blood. It can be seen that the weight of this mountain is so great that it almost crushed Wukong to death.

Now it seems that Zhang Yang is still a little happy, it seems that he is a little more powerful than Wukong.Immediately, Zhang Yang remembered that Wukong was able to get out by calling in the land and the gods of the five directions, but he was not the great sage Monkey King, so could he call out the gods of the earth and mountains?

No matter what, Zhang Yang had to give it a try, so he shouted: "Land! God of the Mountain! That I was Zhang Yang who was protecting the little rascal from going to the West to get scriptures, and now I'm under the mountain, can you help me out? what?"

However, except for the sound of running water, there was no movement around.Zhang Yang wondered if only Wukong could call the mountain god and the land?Thinking of this, he deliberately suppressed his voice, made his voice as thin as possible, and then shouted again: "Lord Land! Laoer Mountain God! Give it to me... give it to my grandson! It doesn't seem right, Come out for Grandpa Sun!"

However, as time passed by, there was still no movement, and Zhang Yang was completely panicked.Now I don't know if I'm down and out, even the gods didn't come out to save him, Zhang Yang just felt a chill.

At this moment, the elusive Changsheng suddenly emerged from the ground again. He was outside the golden bell hood, and then looked at Zhang Yang, who was stripped naked, and asked, "Why don't you respect yourself?"

If he hadn't been pressed by the mountain now, Zhang Yang would definitely have beaten him, but the situation is different now, and he is not in the mood to take care of Changsheng.Seeing Zhang Yang, Changsheng also felt bored, so he simply sat in front of Zhang Yang and meditated like him.

Zhang Yang was very unhappy when he was seen naked, so he started putting on his clothes. When he stood up and put on his pants, his head suddenly hurt. He looked up and saw that he had hit the top of the golden bell hood.

This is miserable, the golden bell has sunk to such a degree that Zhang Yang feels as if his protagonist's halo is used up.

Changsheng looked at him like this, shook his head and said, "How pitiful, I was killed by my own divine weapon."

Zhang Yang looked at Changsheng and said angrily, "Do you still remember that you called me dad? Now your dad is in trouble. You are still sneering and sneering like a normal person, standing by, and you are simply unfilial."

He didn't expect to hear him say that, and Changsheng got angry. He stood up and pointed at Zhang Yang and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I call you father? You are dreaming!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending, Zhang Yang said, "It seems that you really don't remember."

Changsheng asked, "Don't remember what?"

Zhang Yang said: "It turns out that you are schizophrenic and split personality. Forget it, then I won't care about you."

Changsheng snorted yin and yang angrily, and said, "Caring? You don't even look at your own situation, and you dare to care about me."

Zhang Yang is sitting on the ground now, the top of the golden bell is just above his head, and it is still sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yang sighed and said, "Hey, it seems that this Journey to the West is over. It would be great if my apprentices were here, Wukong, if you were here, you would definitely be able to save me."

Chapter 563: Golden Horn and Silver Horn

Thinking of Wukong, Zhang Yang was shocked. He suddenly remembered that when he had accidentally put on the golden hoop on his head, Wukong told him about a way to unlock the golden hoop by reading a spell in reverse.

However, this movement of mountains and the constriction spell are not the same magic, Zhang Yang was a little flustered, but this was also the last resort, he had to give it a try.

On the other hand, the hooligan and Bai Longma were still waiting for Zhang Yang to come back. He had nothing to do, so he planned to find a free place to sleep, and was about to lie down when he saw a staggering man walking not far away. the old man.

However, the little hooligan's eyes are born with the ability to see the essence of things. No matter how strong it is, no matter how strong the blindfold or illusion, it can't escape his eyes. Therefore, in his eyes, the old man has long been a pair of silver horns. monster look.

In the past, Zhang Yang was terrified when he met the White Bone Spirit, but since the battle with the six-eared macaque, his mentality has changed.

What's more, he still has a treasure in his hand, that is Zhu Bajie's nine-toothed nail rake. He is not afraid of anyone, so when King Yinjiao came over, he took out the originally smaller nine-toothed nail rake and hid it. in your own hands.

King Silver Horn came over and slumped on the ground, then began to howl miserably, and said to himself, "It's really terrifying to walk such a long way, who will carry me." After shouting for a long time and no one answered, King Silver Horn looked at the little hooligan and found that he actually pretended not to see him.

"The little master over there, can you come and help me?" King Silver Horn began to push hard, and he shouted, "My legs can't walk, my house is not far away, can you help me back home? Home?"

The little hooligan shook his head and said, "I'm too young to help you. You'd better rest for a while and then crawl back on your own."

King Yinjiao was very angry when he heard it. He was obviously an eminent monk who learned scriptures. No matter how young he was, he should have a very noble character. Could he be a fake?King Silver Horn carefully looked at the little hooligan, although he looked like a teenage boy.

But in fact, there is still a faint auspicious light on his body, and he is indeed not an ordinary monk.Now that it has been confirmed, King Yinjiao will stop pretending to be with him. He doesn't believe how capable a little monk can be, so he changed back to his original form, and took out a jade bottle from his pocket, facing the rascal. sucked up.

The strong suction generated by the jade bottle emptied the little hooligan's body. Where did the little hooligan think that the monster said that wind is rain and played cards out of common sense?Fortunately, he was still witty, and with a clever idea, the nine-toothed nail rake became bigger, and then he hit the ground hard, and the nine sharp teeth were inserted into the ground.The little hooligan grabbed the handle with all his strength, so that he was not sucked in by the jade bottle.

Seeing that he could still resist, King Silver Horn said with a smile: "I'm struggling to the death, I tell you, the absorption capacity of this jade bottle has increased exponentially, unless I stop it myself, otherwise there is no way for ordinary people to crack it."

The little hooligan wondered why Zhang Yang didn't come back. Seeing that he couldn't hold it anymore, the hand that squeezed the handle of the nine-toothed nail rake began to sweat, but little by little it slipped back from the handle and was about to slip off .

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