[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

The four masters and apprentices who were eating next door were each serving white porridge.

Wukong broke up the dried sweet potatoes that he ate as a snack and threw them into the porridge. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the people next door discussing robbing them.

Picking up the bowl of porridge, you don't even need to raise your head to pour it into your mouth with a spoon.

"Eat quickly! Let's meet these robbers after we finish eating." Wukong drank the porridge in one gulp, grabbed a handful of dried sweet potatoes and stuffed them into his mouth.

Urge everyone to eat fast, don't keep the robbers next door waiting too long.

"You monkey, you are so happy to be robbed." Wu Neng ate his noodle soup and gave him a disdainful look.

The ears of the three monsters all heard the voice of the next door discussing.

It turned out that in the entire inn, from the walkers, the water bearers, and the fire burners, everyone was a robber.

If you have nothing to do, you will open a shop here to pick up customers. When you meet those customers with a lot of money, you will turn into robbers and loot them all.

Wukong didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly tapped his rice bowl with his chopsticks, shaking his head and talking loudly: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, we will sell the horse in the yard after we are full. They all sold for 5000 taels of silver, this time we sold 3000 taels in a hurry, plus the 4000 taels in our box, we can have 7000 taels of silver when we go home, which is enough."

The proprietress of the inn next door took a deep breath, moved her eyes away from the landscape painting, and turned to look at the robbers in the room.

"Seven...seven..."

"Seven what! 70 taels?" The bandit leader patted her trembling face and asked her to speak clearly.

"Not 70 taels."

The proprietress shook her head in a trance.

"That's 700 taels, and these people carry 700 taels!"

The proprietress was still shaking her head, trembling, she raised her two hands, comparing one hand to three and the other to four, and the real number spit out from her chapped lips: "7000 taels."

"Seven thousand!"

The bandit leader raised his voice on the spot, and in the next second, the waiter and the water carrier came up and covered his mouth.

"Hush!" The waiter was almost impatient, and covered the boss's mouth to make him shut up.

"Shh!" The water-carrying hand was so big that it covered his nose, and his eyes the size of copper bells barely stuck to the back of his hand, so he whispered.

"Hush!" The bandit leader also came back to his senses, and covered himself with his hands, not daring to make a sound again.

In the next room, Xuanzang had already finished his portion of porridge, and the man who drank tea and rinsed his mouth calmly sat on the futon and taught the three apprentices, "I will not stop you if you go to fight robbers, just don't hurt innocent people."

"Master, don't worry, Brother Monkey will take us to see if these bandits have captured other mortals in the inn, and when we find them, we will catch them all."

Wu Neng patted his stomach and assured him that they would never cause trouble.

Wukong also turned his head and looked at the mortal monk sitting on the futon: "Master, don't be afraid, the medicine given by the robber is for mortals. You have already studied the Heart Sutra of Zen Master Wuchao, and you have taken a lot of pills." , that bit of drug will have no effect on you."

"Hurry up, hurry back, we still have to hurry." Xuanzang thought they were too wordy, and told them to leave quickly.

When the three of them said in the corridor that they were going to buy goods on the street and let the young master rest alone in the room, the robbers next door also heard it clearly.

"It's just right, just leave a little boy in the inn, and all the things are there. The medicine will probably take effect in a while. If you just carry the person away and sell it to the green building, you can get another batch of money."

Wukong left with his two juniors on his front feet, and when he left the inn with his back feet, it turned into a cloud of green smoke, climbed up the eaves and returned to the inn.

"I'll go to the shopkeeper's room, and you go to the woodshed and the backyard, and look carefully from room to room." Wukong pointed in the direction of the shopkeeper's room, signaling the two juniors to look for someone separately.

Here they searched for those kidnapped mortals, while Xuanzang sat alone under the futon by the window, playing with the sign carved from the ginseng fruit tree in his hand.

It has been two years since the sign was engraved, but the name on it is still clearly visible, and it has not been rubbed off an inch.

The robbers next door went out, and the maid who brought hot water went to wash a plate of the local specialty huangerguo, and was going to the next door to see if the man was stunned by the medicine.

"Dong Dong!!"

There was a knock on the door, and inside the door Xuanzang leaned against the window holding the wooden sign in his hand and closed his eyes.

At the door next door, the water-carrying robber twitched the corners of his mouth, signaling the maid to push the door open.

The maid named Tang Shui gently pushed the door.

The door opened, and one could see the young man sleeping by the bed, who looked like a jade carving, with a deserted and exquisite side face that Tang Shui couldn't help but hold his breath.

Walking up to him carefully with the fruit in his hand, he stretched out his hand and gently probed under his nose for three breaths.

"How about it?"

The robber carrying water followed her into the house.

"Painted out, it should be the effect of the medicine." Tang Shui retracted his hand, saw that the other party was holding a piece of wood in his hand, and wanted to take it out to have a look, but broke it vigorously without moving it.

It just so happened that the bandit leader over there ran into the house and directly opened the two large boxes in the corner.

"Hahahahaha we got rich! A lot of money!"

Inside the box is the illusion created by Wukong's formula. Those clothes and scriptures have turned into white silver, and each one is exactly the size of a fist.

There is also a box full of gold, silver and jewelry, and four sets of brocade clothes and jade pendants.

At first glance, the size is what these four people wore before.

The proprietress of the inn came in and picked up one of the moon-white clothes. The brocade-woven fabric made her eyes warm.

"The clothes on these people are indeed temporary changes, no wonder they don't fit so well."

Wu Neng stole the clothes casually yesterday, regardless of whether they fit or not, he just wanted to steal them first.

Except for the short monkey, Xuanzang, who is the shortest among them, is more than a head taller than ordinary people. After wearing ordinary people's clothes, the sleeves are a bit shorter, and the trousers are even shorter.

When I entered the inn in the middle of the night, ordinary people didn't realize this, but this is a black shop, and everyone has a pair of sharp eyes, so I asked them to pay attention to robbing them in the middle of the night.

"Find an empty box, get him in and carry him away, and sell it to Boss Zhang of the Green Building."

The bandit leader put down the silver in his hands, called the waiter and the water bearer, and together they went to the next room to find a box that was three feet wide, five feet long, and four feet wide. It could sleep three people, but now only Xuanzang was put in it.

After Xuanzang was carried in, the lid of the box was closed from the top, and the inside was pitch black, opaque and airtight.

The person who had just sent it in opened his eyes in an instant, rubbing the wooden sign in his palm with his fingertips, and heard someone outside inserting nails into the box and locking the lock. Soon, four people would lift the box from the four corners. Get up and drag outside.

It was airtight and stuffy inside, so Xuanzang sat inside and took off his turban to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead.

After the box moved, there was a trace of cool wind coming in from the outside.

In the inn, the Drifting Monk who turned into a breeze released a few passengers who had been locked up in the back room.

Wu Neng also rescued several children who were tied up alone from the woodshed.

The three brothers and sisters searched the inn upside down, and rescued about two dozen people, old, big and young.

There was also an eight-year-old boy who lived diagonally across the street, because three days ago the proprietress of the inn waved him into the store with a piece of candy.

In an instant, he was kidnapped and gagged, and his hands and feet were bound to sell him to other places as a slave.

The boss, the robber leader, and four other people all carried the box containing Xuanzang, and went out together with the white dragon horse grazing in the yard.

The plan is to sell the person in the box to the green building first, and then sell the tall horse to the high officials of the yellow gate building.

Maybe in addition to money, they can also get rewards from the lord of the country.

Driven by them, the white dragon horse leisurely nibbled on the forage he ate just now, occasionally stopping to take a look at the huge box.

Curious about what decision the mage made with his three apprentices, how he thought about being locked in a box alone and being sold by the kidnappers.

The door of the inn that had just been closed was pushed open again, and more than [-] faces, either familiar or unfamiliar, ran out of it.

On the street, he pointed to the inn over there and called the black shop, and the robber wanted to report to the police.

The family who lost the child also heard the voice and looked over there, and saw a familiar child's face running out of the twenty or so people, crying all the way, crying that the aunt used sugar to trick him, and he wanted to sell himself words.

The people on the street were in an uproar, and soon the people from the yamen came here to search the inn thoroughly, taking advantage of this time, Wukong went to take out their suitcases.

Drifting picked up the suitcase, and the three apprentices followed the clues left by Liu Ding Liujia all the way, and went in the direction of the four robbers.

Inside the green building, Xuanzang felt as if he had entered a room after the box was put down.

There were strange sounds coming in through the box from all around, and before he could hear what the shout was, he heard the lock pin on his head being taken off, and the cover that had been covered all the way was also opened again.

The person who sat all the way in the dark world, couldn't resist facing the bright room, and closed his eyes subconsciously.

At the same time, the strange voice just now came from the direction behind him clearly at this moment.

"Hmm... Hurry up... Hurry up... Get moving, it's only been a while since you've been dying..."

An ambiguous low panting voice came from behind him, Xuanzang frowned, stood up from the box and turned to look behind him.

On a double bed, a man wearing only a layer of transparent veil had red eyes, and those ambiguous and hoarse voices that seemed to be panting came from his constant ups and downs.

Where he sat with his legs spread apart, lay another naked man.

The man sitting on the bed also noticed the cold gaze, and turned his head to look at the young man standing in the box.

After seeing the face that was different from ordinary people, he raised his eyebrows and let go of the person under him, stood up while supporting the pillars beside him, and walked up to Xuanzang with his bare feet without removing the tulle He looked up at the man who was half a head taller than himself.

"Good stuff, how much is it?" the owner of the green building asked the innkeeper.

"Ding Mo, throw him into the street." Monk Da Tang called out to Ding Mo with a cold face.

The author has something to say: Chen Wei: Be careful of the eye of a needle.

感谢在2021-03-1223:51:30~2021-03-1319:42:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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