Unlimited Supreme Live Streaming System

Chapter 111
"Really?!" Tang Seng was delighted.It's freezing cold at night, and it's really uncomfortable to spend the night in the wilderness.

Sun Wukong nodded: "My old grandson will be there in one fell swoop."

"." The corners of Tang Monk's mouth twitched fiercely, speechless.

[Anchor, why don't you do somersaults with the Great Sage. 】

[Great Sage: My old grandson has gone a hundred and eight thousand miles. 】

[Tonight I can watch Monkey King live broadcast and sleep, and I feel happy just thinking about it. 】

【This Monkey King is so interesting.I like this Monkey King. 】

Glancing at the bullet screen, after a while, Tang Seng said to Monkey King: "Then go tomorrow morning."

The two of them were resting on the spot beside the fire that had been set up.Tang Seng used the cassock as a quilt, and as for the pillow, it didn't matter whether he had it or not.On the contrary, Monkey King doesn't need anything, he has long been used to this kind of life, lying next to the white horse, crossing his legs to look at the night.

Scattered fragments dotted the starry sky, and in just a short while, Tang Monk's sleepy sound sounded like the earth was shaking.

Sun Wukong took a deep look at Tang Monk and said nothing.

Tang Monk got up early in the morning and saw Sun Wukong catching some fish, but this time the fish was not that big.It's about the size of a pound of fish.

Monkey King didn't look at Tang Seng, and handed the fish to Tang Seng, holding a long and thin weed in his mouth.

Tang Monk looked at the fish handed over by Wukong with some surprise, and felt happy in his heart.

It turns out that the great sage likes to eat grilled fish.

Tang Monk processed the grilled fish with ease, sprinkled it with various seasonings, and rotated it evenly. After a while, the grilled fish was cooked through.The fragrance is overwhelming and particularly tempting.

The two killed the grilled fish immediately.

Chewing and aroma are the same.

Ding!
Favor +1
After eating, Tang Seng took the tin stick, which was a little black because of the smoke, to the river and washed it.

I wonder if Tang Taizong would spit out a mouthful of dragon blood if he saw Tang Monk using the imperial-given tin staff to make grilled fish skewers.

"Wait for the poor monk to take a bath in this river before going to the village ahead." Tang Seng began to take off his tattered clothes.

Monkey King said: "You fake monk is really troublesome."

After saying that, Monkey King stood aside, not looking at him.

Tang Monk originally wanted to ask the monkey if it had not been washed for hundreds of years, but after thinking about it, if the favorability score dropped by -1, it would be the end of the world.This good impression is not easy.

Thinking about the full favorability, is it possible for Monkey King to beat up whoever he wants, and if he has nothing to do, he can still pick a little Barley in front of him.Thinking of this, Tang Seng couldn't help showing a smile.

While Tang Seng was happy, he would occasionally smile mischievously.

Monkey King shook his head helplessly, then picked up the weed again: "Stupid."

After getting up, Tang Seng looked at the tattered clothes: "Hey, the poor monk should go put on an outfit later, the clothes are no different from those of a beggar."

"By the way, help the Great Sage get a new suit."

After everything is in order.

One person, one monkey, and one horse set foot on the road to the village.

Tang Seng rides on a white horse, and Monkey King walks ahead.It's just that Monkey King looked at the location of the village in front of him and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Tang Seng noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Monkey King's expression.

Sun Wukong shook his head: "Nothing."

After saying this, Sun Wukong's brows were still furrowed.

Tang Monk didn't ask any more questions and had no choice but to continue riding on the white horse to the village ahead.

In about half a day, the master and apprentice came here, the village.

The simple atmosphere is revealed, and most of the old farmers in the village come and go to the grain field hut.Take the rake, take the hoe.It's just that the expressions of these people reveal a frightened and bitter expression.

"Eh. If this continues, life will be too sad..." An old man with white hair sighed helplessly.

The moment he saw Sun Wukong, his face turned pale and he exclaimed: "Monster~~monster!"

Although Tang Monk's clothes were in tatters, he put on his cassock and blocked part of it, so he looked okay: "Donor, don't be surprised. He is not a monster, but the disciple of the poor monk, Sun Wukong."

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng slightly dissatisfied when he heard the word master, but he didn't interrupt.

Tang Seng secretly glanced at Monkey King, heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't deduct his favorability, it is really not easy to maintain this team.

"What happened?" Tang Seng asked.

The old man looked at Sun Wukong who was still a little scared and said: "Young master, I don't know something. In our village, six robbers come every other month. They want each household to give a certain share. If you don't want to, It's just a severe beating. If there is a woman in the family, she will be taken directly to be the wife of the village, or she will be sold directly."

Tang Monk breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was six monsters, but he didn't expect it to be six robbers: "There are so many people in a village, why are you afraid of six robbers? One person can drown these robbers with a mouthful of water."

The white-haired old man said: "Master doesn't know something. If there are six people, they will not be afraid if they join forces. But these six people are far from ordinary people. Not only are they tall and big, but more importantly, they know a little bit of magic."

"How can ordinary people compete with these people?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man sighed: "You two little masters, what do you want to do in our village?"

Tang Seng smiled awkwardly: "The poor monk wants to be in the outfit that he wears inside, and buy a bag of rice to bring back. But the poor monk didn't bring any money when he went out, so I wanted to ask if there is any job that can earn some salary."

When the old man heard this, he looked at Tang Monk and Sun Wukong carefully.

The bright cassock hides some tattered underclothes, and looking at the battle armor on Monkey King, it is pale: "If the two masters don't dislike it, you can go to the small house. I have a few clothes, which can be given to the little master. .”

"I didn't wear it. It was originally reserved for my son. It's just a pity. Hey." Shaking his head, the old man with white hair did not continue talking.

Tang Seng was silent for a while, then said, "That's so embarrassing."

"It's okay. I'm idle anyway, and I can't wear that outfit. But after the two masters have changed their clothes, please leave quickly, otherwise I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Tang Monk glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "Whoever comes looking for trouble is seeking death."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "The monk is really humorous."

"." Sun Wukong.

The house is a house made of spear grass. The room is not big, and a fence is built outside the house.

Opening the door, you can see that the house on the broken road has a lot of furniture.Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.Not a single table, chair, bed, or stove was left behind.

"Grandpa. Are you back?!" A little girl about five years old said immaturely.

"Ying'er, nonsense! Didn't Grandpa tell you to hide it?" Grandpa said with a sad face.

The little girl replied in a tender voice: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

"Grandpa told you that as long as you live well to the age of 20, you may be able to see your father. So you have to hide it well. There must be no accidents." The old man with white temples stroked the little girl's head and smiled slightly said.

The little girl looked at the two of them with a bit choked up: "Uncle, why are you taking a monkey with you on a trip?"

puff!
Sun Wukong's face turned dark and he didn't speak.

Tang Seng laughed and explained: "He is not a monkey, he is a friend of the poor monk and an apprentice of the poor monk."

The little girl nodded, half understanding.

Waving cute little fists towards Sun Wukong.

According to grandpa, the little girl climbed in with difficulty, hid in the rice vat, and smiled at the two of them.Close the lid.

There is a small hole at the top of the lid of the rice jar for air circulation.

The old man handed the new clothes to Tang Seng and Sun Wukong.

Tang Seng looked at this simple old man and expressed his gratitude.

Right now!

(End of this chapter)