The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 800 The host is a leopard essence (11)

When Goudaner heard it, his subconscious reaction was to look at the little widow with some embarrassment. The little widow blushed from his reaction, turned her head away in embarrassment, and her eyes flickered:
"What do you see me doing?"

Aunt Li laughed.

This monster looks ferocious, but unexpectedly it is a fearful person, it is really good anywhere, but it is a monster!
The next second, Aunt Li slapped herself again.

What a pity, if it wasn't because they were monsters, if they weren't big and strong, how could those robbers be killed!
So Goudan'er stayed at Aunt Li's house almost all day, except for going home at night, and no one talked about it. There are many widows in the town. People who have experienced life and death, some things are more important than anyone else. transparent.

Outside the town, Su also delivered meals to Tang Seng and his disciples three times a day. Every meal was different, but every meal was ingenious, full of color, fragrance, and Zhu Bajie often groaned and didn't want to leave:

"Junior Brother Sha, this monster's skills are really good, and I don't want to learn from it anymore."

"Second Senior Brother!"

Knowing that he was joking, Drifting responded helplessly.

Tang Seng didn't say anything at the side. These days Su would also bring a question to discuss with him. Those questions are not limited to Buddhist scriptures, but from the origin of human beings to the end of time and space. Many things she said are like An unknown new world made him curious and at the same time feel infinitely at a loss.

His words kept ringing in his mind, which was also asked by Su the day before yesterday, and he said:

"My daughter, the king, misses you all your life, but it is just a catastrophe on your way to learn the scriptures and become a Buddha."

He is a monk and doesn't eat meat, but because of his words, he feels like being pierced by a fishbone.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Zhu Bajie saw him in a daze, with a rare expression of grief on his face, so he hurriedly expressed his concern.

Tang Seng suddenly came back to his senses, his face was cool, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, but he didn't know when he shed tears:

"Bajie, what do you want to do after reading the scriptures?"

Zhu Bajie didn't expect Tang Seng to ask such a question, and answered without hesitation:
"Master, of course my old pig wants to go back to Gao Laozhuang to meet my lady Cuilan!"

Along the way, all he missed was his wife Cuilan. If Tang Seng wasn't stubborn, he would have flown directly to the west to get the scriptures with his elder brother.

Tang Seng laughed, the grief in his eyes disappeared, not letting go, more like the helplessness after all thoughts were burnt.

He is not stupid, he naturally knows what the four masters and apprentices will face after reading the scriptures.

Gao Cuilan, the king, they will only become a calamity on their way to learn scriptures and become Buddhas.

Just when Tang Seng was feeling emotional, Zhu Bajie and Drifting suddenly had goosebumps all over their bodies. It was not cold, but the tension and fear of the approaching danger.

A terrifying monster that descended from the sky appeared, with sharp fangs and a chilly air all over its body. It appeared too suddenly. Zhu Bajie and Drifting quickly attacked with weapons in their hands. He was knocked out, and Tang Seng was also fainted by the stench the moment the monster appeared.

And the little monsters living outside the town rushed out to fight when they saw the scary monster appear, but they were not as good as Zhu Bajie and Drifting.

The people in the town couldn't resist, they didn't even see the appearance of the scary monster, and they all fainted in their own homes.

Only the woman was safe and sound mending her husband's torn clothes in the yard, and the leopard spirit next to her was still holding the account book, tirelessly persuading her to take over the dessert shop and tavern:

"Little lady, why don't you just take over the tavern? I prepared this specially for you. If you don't want it, then I won't either..."

Suddenly, the leopard spirit who was still nagging dropped the account book in his hand, grabbed an iron pillar out of thin air, and blocked it with a cold face, and just hit the iron pillar with an outrageously large claw. It was very strong and powerful, but Su didn't hold back, his knees plopped on the ground, and the woman protected by him clearly heard the sound of bones breaking!
"Go, go quickly!"

Su also yelled hysterically at the woman behind him.

Women are not stupid, they know how important they are to stay and they will only drag him down:

"Be careful, if you can't beat it, run away!"

After finishing speaking, the woman was about to run away, but before she had time, a stench came over her, and she became dizzy and unconscious.

When the woman passed out, the horrible monster with the stench disappeared, a golden hair fluttered down, and Monkey King appeared.

He looked down at Su Ye who was kneeling on the ground, his knees almost sinking into the ground, and frowned:
"does it worth?"

This is what he promised Su Ye.

The road to learning the scriptures is difficult, and the leopard spirit can only die.

"It's a matter of love, there's nothing worth it or not, just thinking about it, Sun Xingzhe, do you dare to say that you went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures voluntarily?"

Eastern mythology and history are very long, and the legend is as mysterious as a thick ancient book, but it is just too legendary and mysterious, and it is easy for people to overlook the tragedy in it.

The Nezha who cut the flesh and returned the mother to the mother and removed the bones to return the father.

Wuzhishan was suppressed for 500 years, and was finally put on the Monkey King with a tight band.

There is also King Zhou You who teased the princes for laughing at the Bomei people.

Or, Qin Shihuang, who unified the six countries, flattened Baiyue in the south, and attacked the Xiongnu in the north.

Their high-spirited and reckless madness eventually only became deviant in the eyes of the world.

In the end, after the washing and washing of the long river of history, what people remember is only the prince and marshal who commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals, or, after achieving the right result, he defeated the Buddha without any worries or joys.

People in the world no longer know the child who turned the world upside down, and the monkey grandson who made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace.

Looking at the broken kneecap, the leopard spirit who was in a mess but had clear eyes, Monkey King suddenly became a little envious.

But in the end it's just envy.

He who wears a tight band on his head can only be Monkey King who is learning scriptures from the West.

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The town experienced another catastrophe. When people woke up, they only saw that foul-smelling monster died beside the leopard spirit, and the leopard spirit was also dead. Written in blood:
"Little lady".

After all, women still took over the two stores opened by Baozi Jing.

The people in the town erected a monument to Leopard Jing, and every year on the anniversary of his death, a grand sacrifice will be held for him.

The little monsters in Hidden Mist Mountain also habitually call women sister-in-law. The woodcutter has no objection. There is no need to be so hypocritical about some things.

The woman never forgot the monster who tried her best to save her all her life. After she died, she was buried with the woodcutter next to the tomb of the leopard spirit.

Later, at some point, this nameless town had a name:

Hidden Mist.

(End of this chapter)