Journey to the West: The criminal police handle the case, and the immortal Buddha retreats

Wang Shi's words instantly wiped out the happy atmosphere in the cave.

The black bear spirit, who had a friendly face just now, turned to look at Wang Shi.

In the two black eyes, sullenness and doubts were revealed: "What do you mean?"

Wang Shi gently picked up the teacup.

Blow away a piece of floating green tea leaves, and take a sip, the golden tea is warm and moist in the mouth, with a sweet aftertaste.

After entering the body, there is a sense of warmth all over the body, and the cultivation of spiritual energy has greatly increased.

Wang Shi was very surprised.

This honey green tea is amazing!

Moreover, seeing the bald monk with an ordinary body drinking tea, there is no abnormality, which means that this tea can be drunk by anyone regardless of realm.

If the black bear spirit can be brought to Huaguo Mountain, and his friend the Queen Bee can make a large amount of this kind of honey green tea, the strength of all the people on Huaguo Mountain, old and young, will definitely be greatly increased.

At that time, he will have the power to fight against the heavenly soldiers and generals.

For a while, the idea of ​​including the Black Bear Spirit in Huaguo Mountain became stronger.

He looked up at the suspicious black bear spirit, and said slowly: "The fifth calamity is approaching, and the Immortal Buddha intends to use the blood of the barbarian to survive the calamity."

Wang Shi paused, put down the teacup in his hand, and lowered his tone: "Black bear spirit, you are a remnant of ancient times."

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the cave instantly dropped to zero.

"what are you saying?!"

A sense of killing suddenly rose up.

but.

But it's not a black bear spirit.

Turning his head, his eyes fell on the mortal monk beside him, and Wang Shi's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Just now Wang Shi used his divine sense to investigate three or four times, and this monk is just an ordinary mortal.

But at this moment, an astonishing aura erupted from him.

Wang Shi saw that the eyes of this mortal monk emitted a faint golden light, and his skin was surging and hardening bit by bit.

It was as if something was about to come out of this body.

The black bear spirit on the side put down the huge teacup, and touched the back of his head with some doubts: "A remnant of ancient times? What is that?"

Now it was Wang Shi's turn to be confused.

What?
What the hell?
You are a great demon cultivator of Heifeng Mountain, and even Guanyin appreciates you and wants to accept you as a great demon who protects the mountain, so you don't know the remnants of the ancient times?
Wang Shi was confused for a while.

But at this time, the monk of the Guanyin Temple on the side said coldly: "The remnants of the ancient times are the blood left by all the great monsters of the wild, in other words, they are all those who participated in the fourth calamity - the battle of the gods." Inhumans."

Ok?
Wang Shi and Black Bear looked at the mortal monk in front of them at the same time.

Both were quite amazed.

Nima, you are a mere mortal, how do you know so much?
The bald monk picked up his teacup and took a sip, but stared at the stone table and let out a long sigh.

He saw that Wang Shi didn't come to provoke trouble, and he also stabilized his emotions at this moment, the red light in his eyes faded, and his skin became pliable again.

But his expression seemed extremely decadent.

Seeing the incomprehensible gazes cast by Wang Shi and Hei Xiong Jing, the bald monk smiled bitterly and spoke slowly.

But it revealed a big secret.

"Xiao Hei's father was originally the fabled ancient flying bear. During the Battle of Conferred Gods, he entered his dream as a flying bear and turned into the legendary man who conferred the gods. He is in charge of the fourth calamity."

Wang Shi was at a loss.

Conferred God?

Fengshen list?
Who is that flying bear? !

Seeing Wang Shi's bewildered face, the bald monk smiled bitterly again: "You don't know his name is Feixiong, but if I say his name is Jiang Ziya, you may understand?"

Suck!
The black bear spirit was still bewildered.

Wang Shi was so startled that he almost jumped up from the stool.

special!
Jiang Ziya!
This name is simply familiar!

Even if you haven't watched "Fengshen Bang" or "Fengshen Yanyi", you can know it by listening to some epilogues.

Among them, the most famous "Jiang Ziya Fishing—Wisher Takes the Bait", tells the story of Jiang Ziya and King Wen of Zhou.

Not to mention myths, in Chinese history, he was also a famous soldier, statesman, and military strategist!

His existence was even earlier than Zhuge Liang, and even better than Zhuge Liang!

but.

He turned out to be a monster?
The black bear spirit in Heifeng Mountain is actually his descendant? !

Wang Shi felt as if he had noticed something extraordinary all of a sudden.

It may be related to the secret of the calamity.

And the identity of the bald monk in front of him is definitely not as simple as the monk of Guanyin Temple.

With thoughts in his mind, Wang Shi had a flash of inspiration, grabbed the mutant baton, and slammed it at the bald monk's bald head——

"You are definitely not human! Show me your real body!"

The bald monk didn't have any warning. He didn't expect Wang Shi to make a sudden attack. At this moment, it was too late to dodge and resist!
But the mutated baton didn't hit him.

In front of his eyes, a huge bear claw abruptly blocked the heavy mutant baton.

It's the black bear spirit!

Seeing that Wang Shi actually shot at the monk who was with him since he was a child, he, who was originally good-tempered, couldn't suppress his anger.

"You are not allowed to hurt him!"

The black bear let out a roar, and the mane all over his body was bulging. His original simple and honest appearance turned into a ferocious beast in an instant.

He grabbed the mutated baton, and together with Wang Shi, waved it out of the cave.

Wang Shi waved and pushed, stopped in mid-air, and looked into the cave.

He didn't expect the explosive power of the black bear spirit to be so strong that the Bone Tome didn't even have time to operate, and the whole person was thrown out.

In the next second, a group of black giants rushed out of Heifeng Mountain, blasting a cloud of mist.

One person and one bear stood in mid-air, and just when the black bear spirit was about to get angry, the bald monk followed.

"So this is what you really look like."

Seeing the bald monk at this moment, Wang Shi put away the mutant baton.

At this moment, the bald monk, although he still maintains a human figure, his skin has become as hard as a shell, glowing with a faint golden light.

A pair of translucent wings protruded from the back, and two pairs of black compound eyes grew on the forehead.

this is.

cicada.

Wang Shi remembered that the host of the Guanyin Temple was called Jin Chan.

He exhaled heavily.

Unexpectedly, there are unexpected gains here.

The bald monk stopped the black bear spirit who was about to get angry with one hand, and looked at Wang Shi.

At this moment, his voice was like the buzzing of cicadas in summer: "You actually spoke out about the remnants of ancient times, but you didn't have the intention to kill. There should be another purpose."

"Everyone sit down and talk about it. If what you said is true, we might as well think about it."

"Please!"

Wang Shi didn't say much, and sat back in the cave with the bald monk and the black bear spirit.

The black bear spirit on the side was still a little brooding over Wang Shi's sudden attack, and a bear was silently drinking tea from a teacup the size of a bucket.

The bald monk looked at Wang Shi and became extremely rational: "Now, tell me the real purpose of your coming to us."