[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

After hearing this, the Bull Demon King wanted to kill someone.

His mountain wife, although her main body is a plantain fan, she has been cultivated anyway, and her appearance and body are all beautiful. If the Jiao Demon King had told him that his destined love was a plantain fan, at least she would have given up that fan. break off.

The flirt who was stopped by him explained again earnestly, and mentioned his identity by the way.

"I am the marshal of the canopy, Sanzang's beloved disciple, and I will definitely not deceive you."

The Bull Demon King thought that the other party was slurring his speech, so he just couldn't hear clearly whether it was the second disciple or the beloved disciple, but it didn't matter, the focus was still on the horse, and he also praised the horse in his heart, it's not unusual Fanma, but whether it is a fairy horse or a mortal horse, how can it match his majestic holy baby? !

"Holy Infant, come to your father, but they lied to you, asking you to talk about your marriage with a horse?!"

The Bull Demon King was furious, but Hong Boy ignored him at all. Instead, he gave him a cold look and said mockingly, "Horse? How does it compare with your vixen?"

"What about the horse, what about the fate of the marriage, he is what I want in my heart, and what I want in my eyes is him. Whether he is a horse or a person, he is my red boy who needs to be respected. How can you win?" Come give me some pointers!"

The Bull Demon King was stunned, he thought these words were really familiar, as if hundreds of years ago, he was also so proud, and said with the Jiao Demon King, whether Rakshasa was cold-tempered or weird-tempered, it was me The person you admire in your heart should not listen to any gossip.

His son really looks like him, even though he doesn't look like him at all on the outside, his handsome appearance is exactly the same as his mother's, but his temperament is still the same as his fiery temper, he can't be persuaded, can't be said, and can't be moved.

He was in the same place, but he hardened his heart when he saw the Sanzang mage, even if the monkey deceived him, it was just a horse that hadn't transformed yet, he could still instill some demonic power and make it transform into shape Come out, and Tang Sanzang really has to win!

Sanzang looked at the monkey in mid-air, guessing that the other party could not figure it out, and said a few more words about fate, which caused the bull demon king to be furious, and killed the general with a stick, but the bull demon king only said a few words Without saying a word, he suddenly turned around and threw the iron rod at him.

The Bull Demon King originally planned to capture the thief first and capture the king first, but the monk in front of him was full of muscles, and he was dancing vigorously with a Zen stick. With a frivolous mentality, he held the iron rod with both hands, and faced the monk face to face. The monk's skirt slipped off his sleeves, revealing a strong forearm, and the muscle lines spread upward. One can imagine the toughness of the inner body.

For such a hard muscle, you need to put a pot of thick soup, star anise and five spices, and stew it well, so that the meat juice overflows and the muscles are loose but not dry. Finally, put some mushrooms to collect the soup. I don’t know whether the meat on the buttocks is fat or thin. If it’s fat, fry it together with the garlic sprouts to get some oil and eat it with other snacks. If it’s the meat from the chest, the waist and abdomen, cut it into slices, wrap it with some ingredients, put it in the soup and wash it quickly Washing, probably as thin as paper and as tough as silk, nothing should be wasted.

As for the ears, lips, tongue and fingers, they can be boiled, cut into cold human oil, put some sour juice, together with small wine in summer, it will not have some flavor, but it is a pity that the tongue is not big, otherwise it will be full of flavor when fried in human oil .

Perhaps it was a habit for many years. The bull demon king had already calculated the final whereabouts of every piece of meat on the monk. The whole body of Sanzang’s meat was precious, and he could not waste a mouthful of meat juice. Then it was stewed again, as for his apprentices, the monkey was a bit jealous, and the remaining two monsters were all served as side dishes, and they ate them one by one.

Sanzang felt that there was something wrong with the way the Bull Demon King looked at him. It didn't look like he was looking at an enemy, but rather like he saw some rare beauty and wanted to swallow it mouthful, especially when he looked at the exposed meat. Take a knife to goug it out.He was a little creepy, thinking that the other party was a monster, maybe he liked this kind of cannibalism, and he probably felt the same way when he saw the green vegetables on the ground in the temple before.

The Bull Demon King felt that he had almost fought with that muscular monk, and it was time for the monkey to rescue him. However, the monkey smiled coldly in mid-air, rushed down with the golden cudgel, and stood in front of him brazenly. Protecting Sanzang behind him, without saying a word, he stepped forward to fight.

This is not the same as promised!

The Bull Demon King was suddenly eaten by a monkey, and the stick was painful. He gasped and watched the monkey approaching step by step, with a gloomy expression on his face. Instead, he resembled the monkey in his memory.

"Brother, you said you want to reconcile, so I'll let you do it. You stare at my master, but why?"

The Bull Demon King had to change his eyes and tone. In terms of the loot plan, the monk really belonged to the monkey first.

"...It's my fault. I was thinking about my son just now, and in a fit of anger, I had other thoughts. I ask the holy monk to forgive me."

Bull Demon King threw the mixed iron rod, and apologized sincerely, and the monkey calmed down his cold face, and put the golden cudgel aside.

Acting also has to be performed to the end. Although the son disdains him, blood dissolves in water after all, so how can he be so cruel to his son? A horse is a horse, and the son is still his son, his holy baby cow.

"You hate your father, I know it, if you like it, I agree, you have to follow the holy monk on the road, I also agree, but don't imitate your father's slutty appearance, so that you can treat the person you are destined for."

Perhaps these few words of the Bull Demon King are very sincere. He claims that he has devoted a large part of his life to the Rakshasa girl. No matter how the other party treats him or the result, he is always moved first For himself, he felt that he was sorry for the Rakshasa girl, but in reality, he was angry that the other party was still indifferent, so he had to find the emotion that needed comfort in the vixen.

His son must not follow his old path, he will keep that horse no matter what, and wait for the day when his son figured it out, he may have been delayed by emotions for some time, and now he has no family to return to, and some sons deny it The point, but his son will definitely not.

"The holy monk may not know that my big disciple Sun Wukong and I were originally sworn brothers. I am the eldest brother and he is the seventh younger brother. Now my son is going to follow the holy monk on the road. Only my mountain wife, the plantain fan, can lift the Flame Mountain ahead. My mountain wife is an incarnation of a spirit, and has been a vegetarian all year round. Why don't the holy monk come with me, and invite the holy monk to a banquet at my mountain wife's place, and take a plantain fan to destroy the Eight Hundred Li Flame Mountain."

The author has something to say: the title has been taken randomly. . .I am poor at words, so I will name the title one day: If I can’t get it out, please don’t hit me. . .