"Sun Wukong! You damned traitor!"
"It's too difficult for me, Tang Sanzang! It's too difficult…I actually raised an ungrateful wolf! No, it's an ingrate!"
Gao Laozhuang and Tang Sanzang cursed and cried.
"You traitor! It wasn't easy for me to replenish my blood!”
"Hoop-tightening Incantation…Curse me!”
"Curse!"
"Curse!"
Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong angrily and fiercely. A series of vicious curses, along with the Golden Hoop Incantation, followed his resentful gaze and shot at Sun Wukong.
"Curse?"
"By the way, Master, what are you cursing? The Hoop Incantation, what the hell is that?"
However, no matter how Tang Sanzang cursed, Sun Wukong just stood there with a little embarrassment on his face. Little did he know that…his Golden Hoop Incantation had shifted, allowing the Buddha Sect of Spirited Mountain to enjoy the sour pleasure again and again.
"What? I didn't put the Golden Hoop Curse on you?!”
Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong, who was completely unharmed, and finally realized something!
"Ahhhh! Sister Guan Yin, it's really too difficult for me! It was too difficult! Why did you forget this crucial step! Hurry up and send me the Golden Hoop Incantation!"
Tang Sanzang shouted again, wanting to interfere! He definitely had to discipline Monkey!
If he wanted to wear it, he definitely had to give it to this monkey! Otherwise, who the f * ck would casually expose my weakness, no, my fatal seven inches to the enemy!
If the enemy continued to use the honey trap, would Tang Sanzang still want to live?
"
Wifey, I got my master's blood!" I got it. Quick, quickly treat Xiao Shuan!”
On the other side, Zhu Bajie did not care about Tang Sanzang sitting on the ground and crying. He directly brought the steamed bun with Tang Sanzang's blood to Gao Cuilan.
"Pack it well! It's really wrapped!"
Cuilan Gao trembled as she took the steamed bun. She tore it into powder and carefully soaked it in water before feeding it to Xiao Shuan.
"Will Xiaoshuan be alright?"
At this moment, all the piggies present clenched their hands tightly. Their eyes were wide open, and they held their breaths as they stared at Little Shuan's face, which was soon fed a bloody bun.
"Can my blood really cure all diseases?”
At that moment, even the Tang Sanzang stopped howling. He wanted to see if his blood was really so magical. After all, he was no longer the Tang Sanzang of the past. A little bit of immortal blood should be able to cure a small pig fever.
However, the next moment
…Cough cough! Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Xiao Shuan, who was in Cuilan Gao's arms, started to cough violently. He didn't cough out any blood, but it was a dry cough, a very painful dry cough.
Swoosh ~
Swoosh!
An object was carved out of his mouth. With a nimble jump, it landed in Zhu Bajie's hand.
"Heart…This is a pig's heart?”
Zhu Bajie's body stiffened. He looked at the pig's heart in his hand and an ominous feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Puff! Puff!"
Following that, Xiao Shuan's mouth retched continuously. Pig liver, pig lungs, pig kidneys, pig belly…A series of organs, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys were spat out from his mouth like a machine gun. They fell in front of Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, and the local god.
His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were scattered all over the ground.
Tang Sanzang looked and saw two cute pig kidneys in front of him. Damn it, this was an insult, an absolute insult!
Tang Sanzang quickly retreated, far away from the pig kidney.
"Dad."
After a series of coughs, he finally vomited nothing. Little Shuanzi opened his eyes wide and let out a cry before he completely stopped breathing. He revealed his pig body and slowly stiffened in Gao Cuilan's arms.
Silence!
The entire courtyard was deathly silent. Zhu Bajie, Gao Cuilan, and the hundreds of piggies were all stunned as if their acupuncture points had been hit. They stared at the ground full of organs and Xiao Shuan, who had died a very uneasy death.
Until a voice broke the silence.
"Bajie, this Penniless Monk has already said that feudal superstitions are not to be tolerated. Monks 'blood and steamed buns really can't cure illnesses. Don't blame me, you wanted my nosebleed! "I didn't blame you for turning into my favorite fairy Chang Er and teasing me…"
Tang Sanzang quickly tried to clear the relationship between them, and he also looked at the steamed buns that were contaminated by his nosebleed.
Could it be that my physique has changed? There was poison in his blood?
"Ding…current Mad Mode loading progress 69%.”What made Tang Sanzang happy was that with the death of Xiao Shuan, the crazy mode was activated, and it increased by more than 30%.
This was truly a pleasant surprise.
"Master, this disciple doesn't blame you…Hehe, it's just that Little Shuan's fate isn't good…It's just that I, Zhu Bajie, have committed too many sins.”
Zhu Bajie's tone was neither angry nor sad. It was as if his life had lost its meaning after his last hope was destroyed.
"Children, let's give Little Shuan one last line! Father is useless. Father can't save Little Shuan…But father can only help Little Shuan ascend to the Elysian World as soon as possible.”
Zhu Bajie looked around.
"Master, I wonder if this disciple can ask you to chant some scriptures for Little Shuan and my dead children?”He turned his head again and looked at Tang Sanzang with a pleading look in his eyes.
"Sigh…of course! After all, I am partly responsible for Xiao Shuan's death. So be it. However, Master doesn't know how to recite scriptures. He only knows how to sing.”
Tang Sanzang hesitated.
"Singing…""Going on,""Going on,""going on,""going on.""”Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment before nodding. He was no longer in the mood to care about this.
"Start the funeral!"
He took Xiao Shuan's body from Gao Cuilan's arms and led the way!
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Gao Laozhuang's deep and sorrowful bell rang. Upon hearing the bell, the piggies of Gao Laozhuang put down their work and gathered over. They looked at Zhu Bajie with sorrowful expressions.
"Sigh…Today is a good day…"
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, breaking the solemn atmosphere. Countless eyes gathered and saw Tang Sanzang.
"Cough cough!"
"Well, Bajie, I'm auditioning, auditioning…"
Tang Sanzang said awkwardly.
Zhu Bajie took a look and once again led the team in front…
"Come back…Come back…"
Then, in the middle of the team, Tang Sanzang's voice rang out again. En, this time the song had a sad atmosphere, but the voice was too unpleasant to hear.
The piggies subconsciously looked at Tang Sanzang in disgust.
But there was nothing he could do. He was an eminent monk after all. This was ferrying souls, ferrying souls…
"Ah, even when I'm dead, I still have to love. Even when I'm dead
, I still have to love. If I don't love you thoroughly, I won't be happy. Only
this way can
I confess my love. Even when I'm
dead, I still have to love you until I don't cry. If I don't feel happy, I still have the heart to destroy the universe…"
"Ah, the night is cold... The cold night misses you like a river..."
Amid Tang Sanzang's singing, the funeral procession left Gaolaozhuang. After more than an hour's journey, they arrived at a place called Fuling Mountain, Yunzhan Cave.
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