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

"It's a good idea." Xuanzang nodded, he has never had a good impression of monsters, especially when these monsters came after Chen Wei, and he didn't even care about it, he just wanted to send them all to the Netherworld.

At this moment, outside the city of Chang'an, beside the reeds on the bank of the Jing River, an old man over seventy years old, wearing a shabby cassock, was walking in the reed field with difficulty, leaning on a fire stick in his hand.

From time to time, I bent down and lowered my head to catch a fish from the water to eat.

But after trying, I didn't catch a fish, but my stomach became more and more unbearably hungry.

After burning a stick of incense, the old man, who had caught nothing in the water, slowly went ashore, stood on the bank and stared at the water surface with dull eyes, even though he was hungry and did not move.

Chen Wei and his party carried tables and stools, and each wore a bamboo hat. Hu Jiu even came over with a food box full of snacks.

A group of people landed from Wukong's somersault cloud, stepped on the weeds and flowers, and soon reached the back of the big rock, put down the table, and hung the newly made signboard on Yang Jian's three-headed tip, standing directly on the shore side.

Wukong ate the peaches and watched them pack their things. He chanted the mantra and drew somersaulting clouds, and flew up to the clouds: "Master, you are setting up here. I will inform the monsters who are about to come to Chang'an City, so that they will not go the wrong way and can't find it here." .”

Chen Wei put the four stools away one by one, and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked the monster who wanted to eat people to register here.

Xuanzang opened the food box, brought out the tea and pastries inside and put them on the table.

The remaining three people ate cakes and drank tea. They didn't have the slightest momentum to catch monsters. Instead, they sat in the wilderness like an outing, eating with the wind blowing, and chatting from time to time.

The old man standing among the reeds in the distance, after standing blankly for a long time, smelled the aroma of food in the air, and his stomach that had not been satisfied for a long time became more and more cheerful.

Fu Shou leaned on a fire stick and walked slowly towards the place where the fragrance was wafting. He walked a distance of 50 meters for half an hour.

When he came out of the reeds, Chen Wei saw the other party.

At first I thought it was an old farmer living outside Chang'an City, but the next second Zhenjun Erlang said from the side: "It's a demon."

"Demon?"

Chen Wei bit the hibiscus cake that was handed to his mouth, and looked at the old man who was about 50 meters away. His actions at the moment were like a slowed down movie.

One foot was slowly lifted from the ground, then straightened forward, and then gently lowered, half of the body moved forward slightly.

After he ate one piece of pastry, the speed at which the monster moved in place was not as long as one of his palms.

"Wow, did Chen Wei walk slowly on purpose to confuse us?" Bai Jian squatted on Chen Wei's shoulder, also looking at the monster dressed as a human, seriously suspecting that the other party did it on purpose.

Xuanzang was also looking at the monster, and he could tell with just one glance, "He's very weak."

So no matter whether it is to confuse them deliberately or put on a pose, it will not pose any threat to them.

Since there was no threat, none of the three of them cared about the old man, and just let the old man walk towards them with that negligible forward speed.

Chen Wei stared at it for a while at first, but this monster was really too patient. Even though he was stared at by three of them, his speed didn't change at all. Even at the last ten meters, Chen Wei couldn't stop. You can hear the other person's stomach rumbling.

Listening to the hungry "cuckoo" stomach, even the melon seeds in my hand are not delicious.

Resting his cheeks on his hands, he waited intently for the other party to come over.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour at a distance of ten meters, Chen Wei looked at the monsters who walked up to their table, coughed solemnly and pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table to him: "Jinghe Dragon King welcomes the monsters from all walks of life. I specially invite all the demon kings to temporarily stay in the Crystal Palace, and when all the demons come together, they will eat monk meat and enjoy immortality together."

Fu Shou's face was old, and his eyes slowly moved to the face of Chen Wei who was wearing a bamboo hat. After he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, he lowered his head again and looked at the piece of paper on the table.

With this action alone, Chen Wei had already suspected that the monster was deliberately torturing them.

"Hurry up, there are monsters waiting behind you." Yang Jian tapped his fingers on the table. He was the only one among the three present who didn't wear a bamboo hat. Monster-like.

Now the palm full of muscles and bones is tapping on the table, and the eyes are staring at the monster in front of him, the threatening meaning in the words needs no words.

Normal monsters would immediately weigh their own strength, and then obediently write their names on the paper.

But the one standing in front of him was different. Fushou, who lowered his head and slowly looked at the content on the paper, heard the sound of knocking on the table, and raised his head just lowered at the slowest speed. stand up.

Then turn the neck back.

The empty big reef is in the distance, silent.

There was no monster behind him, besides him, there were only three big monsters sitting behind this table, a red fox, a dog, and one too small to see what it was.

After Fushou saw that there was no monster behind him, he straightened his neck again. This was another extremely long movement.

"I really want to hit him." Hu Jiu's patience was completely exhausted, and her tail patted the ground impatiently.

"It's so old, I can't beat you." Xiaotiangou looked at the monster's transformed appearance.

With such an old age, even in the world of mortals, as long as they don't do evil things, generally no one will do anything to such an old man.

The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes drooped deeply, the nose was straight, and the old flesh on the cheeks drooped as well, and the sides of the mouth were pulled down forcibly, and he was only wearing a tattered cassock. Beggars are not so downcast.

Chen Wei, who was sitting in the middle, looked at him, and suddenly moved forward excitedly, wanting to take a closer look at him. Xuanzang, who had been watching him, grabbed him, clasped his waist and pressed him on the stool: "That's it. Speak, don't move forward."

"Does this demon king usually live in a tree? His movements have always been so slow?" Chen Wei was restrained, unable to move and could only sit on a chair, and separated the monster from top to bottom with a distance of one meter. Take a look.

It was the first time that Fushou was asked about the main body. After hearing this, he nodded slowly, and at the same time said something after he got here.

"I—was—lived—on—the—trees—"

In one sentence, the six words took Hu Jiu a cup of tea, and let Chen Wei know what kind of animal the other party's body is.

The restlessness just now explained to Xuanzang cleanly: "The main body of this demon king is a monkey-like animal that lives in trees all year round. Although it has four limbs, it cannot walk normally. It uses its forelimbs to drag its body. Walk slowly, that's why he moves so slowly."

Xuanzang glanced at the excited Chen Wei, "Does he have hair?"

Chen Wei raised his eyebrows: "Of course, the sloth has short ears, a small head, fluffy and thick hair, and a very special appearance." He has seen the animal world before, and he has a deep memory of this animal that walks very slowly.

Fozi smiled slightly, raised his eyes to look at the monster standing in front of the table, and said in a cold tone, "It's so slow to come here to eat monk meat, what a persevering monster."

A mortal monk suspected that he was acting strangely, but there was no evidence.

Fu Shou finally wrote down his name and history on that piece of paper, not to mention the time it took to finish writing these words, but the registered monster did not put down the pen, but raised his hand , slowly upwards.

Erlang Zhenjun licked the fangs at the corners of his mouth, looked at the monster, and thought about where to start, so as to send him to the Netherworld as quickly as possible.

The hand gradually passed over Chen Wei's head, and then landed on the food box behind the three of them. Fu Shou pointed to the food box and opened his mouth.

"Jing-he-long-wang-provide-provide-food-things-?"

The monster whose belly has been loud for a long time, ate the food made by the Zhaitang of Huasheng Temple in Chang'an City in front of the three immortal Buddhas.

When Wukong fell from the somersault cloud, Fushou hadn't finished eating a piece of melon.

Chen Wei looked at what the other party wrote on the paper, there were only two lines.

His name is Fushou, and he comes from Luzhou, Beiju.

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