The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"Monkey, how does tiger meat taste?" Bai Jin asked, staring at the tiger in front of him that was about to attack.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he staggered and almost fell from the tree.

"Master, you can't eat it!"

"Huh?" Her eyes were cold, and her whole body was full of dissatisfaction.

"Master, the three-pure meat was promised!"

"Oh." She raised her eyes slightly and turned around, "Then get rid of it!"

Sun Wukong: "......" Monks can't kill, right? Why can Master speak so naturally!

"Got it!"

He waved the golden cudgel, and when the stick went down, blood splattered everywhere.

"Dead monkey!"

"Master?" He turned to look at Bo Jin doubtfully, "You asked me to kill it..."

"Can you please stop being so disgusting!" She kicked him angrily.

Sun Wukong: .....Shall I give it a bath?

"Go quickly, go quickly!" There is no sense of artistry at all! It would be embarrassing for me to accept you as my apprentice!

Seeing her walking further and further away, Sun Wukong quickly put away the tiger skin and chased after her.

In the middle of the night, they came to the door of a house.

"Knock on the door. I'm sleepy and want to sleep!" She yawned and ordered leisurely.

Sun Wukong:......

Helpless, he had no choice but to knock on the door.

The ones who opened the door were an old man and a young man. When they saw his sharp mouth, shrunken cheeks, and hair all over his body, they screamed in fright.

Bo Jin pushed Wukong away and recited "Amitabha". Coupled with her holy temperament, it calmed the old man's fear very well.

"The poor monk is a pilgrim who wants to stay here for one night."

She was always easy to talk to about things like sleeping.

"It turns out to be a holy monk, come in quickly, come in quickly!" The old man quickly invited them in.

After a tasteless dinner, the old man arranged a room for Bo Jin and Wukong.

At night, the candles are brightly lit.

Sun Wukong held the chicken leg, gnawing the meat in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "Master, where did you get so much meat?"

"Just eat it, curiosity kills the monkey!" She gave him a sideways glance.

Sun Wukong:..........

"Master, we have something to eat, why do we still eat what the old man gave us?" He curled his lips, as if he was savoring the indescribable taste.

"I am curious as a teacher and want to try something new."

"Master, what do you think it tastes like?" he asked profusely.

"It's okay." She thought for a while.

The candlelight flickered, and Sun Wukong suddenly remembered the tiger skin.

He put down the drumstick and touched it everywhere.

He took out the tiger skin from his bag and said, "Master, please make me a tiger skirt to wear!"

It was at this time in his previous life that Master personally made a tiger skirt for him, which stayed with him throughout his subsequent life.

66 screamed crazily in Bo Jin's mind: "Do it for him! Quick! The great 66 system orders you!"

The next second, a black cloud pressed towards it, and Bo Jin's cold voice sounded in its ears, "Who do you want to order?"

"Dad!" 66 gave in decisively.

Hot chicken host! Sooner or later this system will be transformed into the master!

"roll!"

"Got it!"

Bullying 66 was just breathing. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the tiger skin in Sun Wukong's arms. "Do you think my master is someone who can do needlework?"

Sun Wukong: ...I thought it would happen before, but not necessarily now...

"Make it yourself!" As she said this, she snatched a box of needlework from 66 and threw it to the confused Sun Wukong.

Then, he got up and walked towards the bed.

Sun Wukong cried and held the sewing box at a loss.

Finally, out of desperation, he picked up an embroidery needle and poked the tiger skin according to the memory of his previous life, trying to make it look like it was before.

Late at night, there was a rustling sound in the grass outside the door.

The old man's cry echoed through the sky.

Bai Jin angrily picked up the thing at hand and threw it in the direction of the sound.

Wukong looked up and saw a big black hole in the wooden door.

He rubbed his head, feeling a little thankful.

so far so good! When the master knocked him, he was still merciful.

When the thing was smashed out, there was silence outside for a second.

But what followed was an even more irritating sound.

66: .....how to say, a moment of silence!

She walked out of the room with a cold face and suppressed her anger.

Sun Wukong followed closely behind.

In his previous life, he didn't know how to adapt and killed many people in front of his master, making him furious.

In the end, he was tricked by the dead Bodhisattva who was neither male nor female.

This time, he decided to be smarter. He was just a few mortals. He didn't know what he was thinking at the beginning. Why were they so anxious to kill him?

A group of robbers rushed into the yard. They rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. The old man cried bitterly and protected the child behind him.

But he was pushed down by the robber and snatched away.

Bai Jin looked at the messy scene in front of her, her eyes filled with red. She moved her fingers lightly, intending to smash these noisy things into pieces.

66 felt something was not good, and quickly stopped him: "Sister, no!"

"You'd better give me a suitable reason." She tilted her head and stared straight at 66 with her bright red eyes.

66 was trembling with fright, and kept complaining in his heart——

Pooh!

The hot chicken host will scare people!

No wonder the merit value is negative, he is indeed a badass!

snort!

One day, the great 66 will wipe you out!

"Little sister, Monk Tang cannot kill anyone! If you do this, you will be judged as OCC, and the mission will directly fail!"

"Huh?" Bo Jin didn't respond. It didn't matter whether she was on a mission or not. She didn't want to do any messy missions in the first place.

Whoever wakes her up has to pay the price, right?

"Dad!" 66 took a small handkerchief and knelt on the ground.

"Well, no killing."

"Thank you, Dad!" 66 cried with joy!

Unexpectedly, Bo Jin turned around and said to Sun Wukong: "What are you doing standing still? Kill him quickly! I am very sleepy as a teacher!"

"Little sister!" 66 never expected that she could pull off such a sexy move.

"So what..." Bo Jin became impatient. If he made any more noise, she would do it herself.

"....No...it's okay...."

Forget it.

Anyway, the original plot also had people killed by Sun Wukong, so it’s just about right.

As long as the host doesn't take action, there is hope!

66 shook his head and gave up decisively.

Sun Wukong: ? ? ?

"Master, monks are not allowed to kill."

"My master is expelling you now, and you will come back after killing me." She thought for a while and said.

66:....Excellent!

Sun Wukong: ....Can you still play like this? ?

"Go quickly!" She waved her hands impatiently, turned around and returned to the bed.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then picked up the stick and chased the group of people to kill them.

Anyway, it was Master who asked him to do it, so there is nothing wrong with it!

Then, according to the plot, the white horse was ridden by the robber, and he hurriedly followed it slowly.

Still got eaten by the little white dragon.

He dropped the stick in his hand and sat down by the river.

There were stars in the sky, but there was a sadness in his heart.

Is it true that nothing can be changed?

The road to the west was filled with countless blood, but could he really not save anyone?

Despair filled my heart.

He fell to the ground and looked hopelessly at the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, he wandered back to Bai Jin.

Bo Jin opened his eyes and looked at the decadent Sun Wukong in front of him, "What's wrong?"

She reached out and rubbed his fur.

Sun Wukong did not react, "Master, our horse is gone."

"Do you want to ride a horse?" she asked with a frown. She was still very satisfied with the little woolly monkey in front of her.

If he wants to ride a horse, you might consider finding him one.

"I don't want to." He was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

My old grandson has a somersault that covers hundreds of thousands of miles. Riding a horse will only take up a lot of time.

He just felt a little sad that he didn't save his new junior brother.

After all, in this journey of learning, one less person is better.

As their senior brother, he failed to protect them in his previous life, but in this life, he hopes he can do his best.

"If you don't want to ride a horse, then just throw it away." She said nonchalantly.

Just a mortal horse.

"Master doesn't want to ride?" Wukong scratched his head.

He also thought about it. Since he couldn't save it, he would get back together.

In short, there must be another way.

Besides, the master in this life is not an ordinary person.

"When has my master ever ridden a horse? We can walk faster without it!"

If it weren't for the despair of Death 66, I could tear apart time and space right now and get the scripture back directly.

"Master said it is." He suddenly remembered the experience of the past few days.

The white horse almost broke his leg and failed to catch up with the master who was walking slowly in front of him.

It was obvious that every step she took looked very casual, but she disappeared in an instant.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong suddenly felt that it was indeed easier without a horse.

It's just some luggage, and he can carry it himself.

It seems that Xiao Bailong can escape this disaster.

I just don’t know what kind of actions those old guys in the West will make.

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