"Master, this disciple is begging you. Just a bowl of blood! You can save thousands of disciples and children with a bowl of blood!”
Gao Laozhuang and Zhu Bajie once again knelt down in front of Tang Sanzang in the room with a plop. They held a white porcelain bowl and begged Tang Sanzang in the room.
"Hey, Patron Bajie, it's not that This Penniless Monk doesn't want to give it to you, but feudal superstition is unacceptable!”
"Monk's Blood Mantou is a folk recipe made up by the great god Lu Xun.”
"The best way for you to do this is to carry your pig sons to a proper hospital. If you don't have a hospital, you can go to the Heavenly Court to look for Bian Que or Hua Tuo. After all, you are Marshal Canopy, a former provincial and high-ranking official.”
Tang Sanzang tried to console him,"Besides, This Penniless Monk was born anotic and doesn't have any blood on his body. Previously, in the Guanyin Zen Temple, he vomited a lot of blood. Now, This Penniless Monk is seriously anotic.”
"That's right, comrade Zhu Bajie, you're the great Marshal Canopy of the celestial heavens, why don't you go to the celestial heavens to seek medical treatment? Master's body is weak, and he only has a bowl of blood. How do you want me to make up for it for him?”Sun Wukong waved his hand.
"Master Sanzang, are you really not willing to give it to me?”
Zhu Bajie's pleading expression darkened. A light flashed in his hand and a nine-toothed rake appeared.
"Yo ho, Marshal Canopy, are you trying to force a sale?”
Sun Wukong immediately jumped over excitedly, and the Jingu Staff appeared in his hand,""I, Old Sun, want to see just how capable Marshal Tian Peng is.”
"Sigh, Great Sage, Marshal Tianpeng, calm down, calm down.”
The local god sighed again and looked at Tang Sanzang in the room."Master Sanzang, please pity Marshal Canopy. Give him some blood as a drug primer.”
"Humph! Old Earth Man, whose side are you on?”
"Is this Marshal Canopy's attitude of begging his master?" Sun Wu snorted coldly. Imprisoning Master in this courtyard, if Master didn't give him blood, then he wouldn't let Master continue to take the scriptures of the West. Was this the attitude of begging?”
"Sigh, Great Sage, Marshal Canopy is desperate to save his son.”
The master and disciple looked fine, but they actually had to fight each other. The local old man did not know what was wrong between them.
"Hey, Wukong, don't talk nonsense. Patron Bajie didn't imprison me. Instead, he treated us with good tea and wine.”
Tang Sanzang poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip. He sighed and said,"The only flaw is that the tea leaves are not good. It's not the longjing tea I like.”
Zhu Bajie was silent.
"Is it Longjing tea before the rain? Is he anemiazed?"
He raised his head. Cuilan, get the holy monk Yuqian Longjing tea…Also, prepare the best red dates and wheat vegetarian rice, thousand-year-old ginseng chicken soup, Dong 'e donkey-hide glue, and Taitai Jingxin oral liquid for the holy monk…Go and ask the kitchen to prepare some medicinal dishes that can nourish qi and blood and replenish blood!”
"Master, I didn't think it through. I hope you can stay here and nourish your body. I will come again tomorrow.”
Zhu Bajie took a deep look at Sun Wukong and then left the courtyard.
In a short while, some piggies followed his instructions and brought Tang Sanzang good tea, good wine, and a table full of bright red tonics.
"Eat, Wukong, earth, why aren't you eating?”
Tang Sanzang didn't stand on ceremony and directly started eating."Wukong, don't blame me if you don't eat it. Back in the Guanyin Kingdom, I lost quite a bit of blood. I didn't expect to meet such a good host here, Benefactor Bajie.”
"Master Sanzang, why do I have an appetite?”
The Earth God declined politely, but Wukong did not stand on ceremony. He immediately started eating. En, he had also lost a lot of blood in the Black Wind Cave. It was time to replenish it.
The master and disciple duo began to eat heartily, not taking Zhu Bajie's calamity to heart at all. This heartless appearance made Zhu Bajie, who was observing in the dark, frown frequently.
Could this person really leave him in the lurch?
Ding!
"Second Senior Brother has been successfully angered. The loading progress of the crazy mode is 35%. Please continue to work hard…"
Tang Sanzang, who was eating, heard this voice in his head again. He paused for a moment and continued to eat and drink heartlessly.
He was naturally not a heartless person.
Ba Jie was so pitiful, and he wanted to save him as well. However, the key thing was that the system wouldn't let him save him. On the contrary, after he successfully rejected Ba Jie yesterday, the system had sent him a notification.
He was actually prompted to activate the crazed mode only if he provoked Bajie?
So after being in Gao Laozhuang for so long, this crazy mode still needed him to trigger certain conditions to activate?
Sanzang also thought to himself,'This is a disaster level difficulty level. Just over-breeding and the Nile Swine Fever will be gone?'
It was too child's play.
The loading of the System Difficulty reminded him that the current mode was still in the normal Disaster Mode. The Crazy Mode had not been successfully loaded yet.
In addition, the system notification also stated that the key to loading the crazy mode was on Zhu Bajie.
Crazy Second Senior Brother, the literal meaning was to drive Bajie crazy, right?
"System, be a human. You've already made Ba Jie so miserable and difficult. Why do you still think that it's not enough? Why do you have to drive Ba Jie crazy?"
To drive a father who wanted to save his son crazy?
How to drive him crazy.
If he didn't save his son,
he would be in the position of being in the position of being in. Pigs are so cute, but they are living pigs…
Sigh, this stage is too difficult, too difficult, it tests my humanity as a holy monk.
Tang Sanzang sighed as he ate.
"
Cough cough, cough cough…"
On the other side, Zhu Bajie looked at the small embolus that was coughing non-stop and clenched his pig hands again.
"Husband, is that monk still not willing to give up any blood? Xiao Shuan's condition was getting worse. If he didn't get treatment soon, he would only have one more day to live.”
After Gao Cuilan had appeased her favorite piglet to sleep, she saw Zhu Bajie coming empty-handed and sighed inwardly. She said worriedly,"Also, the situation is getting worse. Although we have already carried out quarantine, more and more children are still infected with swine fever. Moreover, this time's Nile swine fever is more violent than the previous three times. If we don't take effective measures, I'm afraid all the children will be infected.”
Pa!
Zhu Bajie gritted his teeth and suddenly slapped himself hard.
"Cuilan! Sorry, I'm really useless! I've let you down, let the children down!”
Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa!
He fanned himself crazily, and finally, he suddenly punched the wall, directly punching a big hole in it.
"No, husband, don't say sorry…You've already suffered too much for this family!”
Gao Cuilan hugged Zhu Bajie from behind, tears streaming down her face."This is our family's calamity. Why should we let these children bear the burden of pity! "
Hehe, what fairness is there to speak of? The Heavenly Court only thinks of itself as a high and mighty immortal…"
Zhu Bajie sneered. When he recalled Tang Sanzang's frivolous words, he couldn't help but sneer and despair.
That monk said it lightly.
In the past 500 years, he had been suffering from swine fever several times. Did he not go to the Heavenly Court and the Jade Emperor?
Were those people and gods saved?
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