The sky had just brightened, and this once glorious and magnificent mountain was already filled with grief.
Over a hundred large and small monasteries, only Tang San's was unexpectedly not affected by the fire. Right now Sun Xiaomei and Xiao Bai were standing behind Tang San, in front of a group of kneeling monks.
"We are stupid. We don't know that Master is a god showing his divinity and secretly have evil intentions. We hope that Master will show mercy!”The one kneeling and crying was one of the child monks serving the old monk, Guang Zhi. Without waiting for Tang San to question him, he immediately betrayed his senior brother and grandmaster, saying: "This idea was all thought of by Guangmou and that old monk. It has nothing to do with us.”
None of your business? Let's not talk about whether you have a part in that idea. This fire is not something that can be started by one person, right?
Tang San couldn't be bothered to argue with them, only saying: "You should hurry to the back and collect the corpse of your old monk.”
"Collect the corpse?" The monks looked at each other. At this moment, someone ran over and said with a pale face,"Oh no, the old headmaster has died from touching the wall!”
"Ah?" Hearing this, everyone was even more reverent and fearful of Tang San. Clairvoyant, this was the manifestation of a living Bodhisattva!
"Let me ask you, did that old monk have any dealings with any mountain spirits or wild monsters when he was alive?”Tang San's expression was serious, imposing without anger. Those people saw it and felt even more that this eminent monk wasn't a mortal.
One of them replied," Old Master, the old monk…has never left the mountain gate. However, he has interacted with a certain king in the Black Wind Mountain twenty miles away. That king often comes here to listen to his preaching."”
This king was naturally the black bear spirit. In the original novel, he was able to fight Sun Wukong to a draw. In the end, it was Guanyin who subdued him.
Right now Tang San was just a ghost immortal, naturally he didn't have the means to subdue that black bear spirit, letting Sun Xiaomei go would also be a waste of time, saying: "Xiaomei, go to the South Sea and ask Guan Yin Bodhisattva to come here and subdue that demon. I'm sure that the kasaya is in the hands of the Black King. After we get the kasaya, we can set off as soon as possible.”
Sun Xiaomei was originally extremely unwilling, but with her back to Tang San, her eyes turned, and in her heart rose that evil idea, obediently replying: "Master, don't worry. In less than half a day, we can get back that kasaya.”
"Go ahead."
Sun Xiaomei called out the Somersault Cloud, and in the blink of an eye disappeared into the horizon, making Tang San envious again.
He was still a ghost immortal, but he didn't have the ability to ride on clouds, even his only mount…Lowering his head to look at Xiao Bai who was holding his sleeve in a daze, Tang San could only sigh bitterly.
After half a day, just as the sun was burning, sitting in the only intact meditation room, Tang San had already drunk three cups of tea, but still hadn't seen Sun Xiaomei return.
Could this fellow be stirring up trouble again? Tang San knew that this eldest disciple of his wasn't some kind of master who could stop, especially these few days, those wicked ideas came one after another, that was called an endless stream.
"I just warned her yesterday. She won't court death, right?”Tang San laughed mischievously, making Xiao Bai who was staring at him quiver.
That smile was so perverted…
Tang San rather hoped that this disciple would give him a reason to recite the curse openly. After all, that scene that day was hard to come by.
After another half a day, the drowsy Tang San finally waited for someone, but it wasn't Sun Xiaomei……
" Who is the monk surnamed Tang?!"
Outside, a pitch black bear-headed demon blasted away the monks serving Tang San, barging into this meditation room, one hand grabbing Tang San's collar, lifting him up.
Tang San was stupefied, this guy was a black bear spirit? Shouldn't the motherf * cker's egg be taken by Sister Guan Yin at this time? Why are you here? And he even pointed out his name and wanted to find trouble with him…
"This Great King, this little monk doesn't recognize that surnamed Tang you speak of……"
"Him." Next to the table, Xiao Bai, who was trembling from the black bear spirit's glare, pointed at Tang San with her little finger.
"You're Tang San?" The black bear spirit's fierce gaze withdrew, and a breath of alcohol sprayed on Tang San's face.
These two disciples…Third Master would be played to death by them sooner or later!
Needless to ask, this black bear spirit was most likely coaxed by Sun Xiaomei, and he didn't know what she said to this black bear monster, but the look she gave Tang San made Tang San have the impulse to run away……
Damn it, Third Master had never been so cowardly when he was surrounded by dozens of people with knives!
I can't be a coward! Tang San took a deep breath, pretending to be calm: "This Penniless Monk Tang Sanzang, my Dharma name is Third Master Tang. Patron, this Penniless Monk advise you to put me down first, or this Penniless Monk will…"
The black bear spirit really put him down.
Seated on the chair, Tang San looked at the black bear spirit pouncing over, frightened to the point of bursting with fear.
Third Master was not afraid of death, but Third Master was not gay!
With one foot against that black bear monster's face, Tang San almost got a bear hug.
"Divine monk, please save me!"
"Get off me first!" Tang San called out the Primordial Magic Staff and struck it repeatedly, making Xiao Bai on the side crawl under the table in fright.
It was too violent, too bloody! She was still young, and her heart couldn't take such an exciting scene…
"Divine monk, please spare my life.”The black bear spirit had thick skin and flesh, and this Primordial Magic Staff wasn't the Golden Cudgel, so these several blows definitely couldn't hurt him, but rather scared him half to death…and conveniently exhausted Tang San half to death.
Having vented his anger, Tang San put away the Primordial Magic Staff, and still distanced himself from the black bear monster with lingering fear, cursing: "Bastard, stay away from me!"
Too terrifying, Tang San was trembling with fear, his innocence had almost been destroyed by this black bear!
That black bear monster heard this and indeed retreated outside the door, but directly kneeled on the ground, making Tang San confused.
What was going on? Could it be that Third Master had some super domineering aura? Just by standing there, he could make this black bear monster, whose strength was comparable to a Primordial Immortal, kneel and bow?
Tang San carried the disappointing Xiao Bai from under the table, fiercely glaring at her……
The latter turned her head slightly and snorted adorably.
It seemed that Third Master really didn't have the necessary things that the legendary protagonist had…
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