When the Master of Bliss is reincarnated as a Tang Monk

Sun Wukong's face was gloomy, and he felt that if the time to learn scriptures was longer, he might be angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

He had only experienced in the past that he needed to go out to find his master who had been kidnapped, and he didn't expect Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha to be of any help, but it would be fine if he didn't hold back and took care of the logistics.

As a result, the fun came out this time. When he brought Tong Mo back from Xie Zijing’s cave with him (full of food and drink), he found that Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, who were waiting under the tree before he left, all had no shadows. Gone, not even the white dragon horse and the luggage can be seen.

The Great Sage slowly knocked out a question mark: "?"

What does this mean, the two juniors fled with money?

Sun Wukong felt a headache, and Tong Mo wasn't necessarily in a good mood.

Without him, you must know that Tong Mo has always regarded Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha as his personal food reserves—they are all monsters who have eaten people, so what if they were gods in the previous life?In this life, he has been on Tongmo's recipes without discrimination.

So right now, when he finds out that someone has taken away the emergency food reserve that he has been carrying with him, Tong Mo is of course not very happy.

This is not because Tong Mo is stingy, or because Shi Hu Shi refuses to share.If it was the past, he still had a lot of captive food... Ah no, when he was a believer, Tong Mo didn't mind sharing part of his "food".

But today is different, because Tong Mo himself is living a life of not eating the next meal. If he finds out that his food reserves are gone at this time, even Tong Mo will feel a little bit annoyed .

With a dark face, Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ears, and pushed hard on the ground, the whole ground began to tremble violently.

"Great Sage, Great Sage!"

This commotion was not a small one, those mountain gods and land gods who were bluffing all ran out in shock, kneeling in front of Monkey King in fear and humility, begging for forgiveness from the other party in a humble and low voice.

"What's wrong with the Great Sage? Why is he so angry?"

While begging for mercy so carefully, they drifted their eyes towards Tong Mo, hoping that the latter could take up the responsibility as a master and stop Monkey King, so don't really treat them old hands Legs do something.

If it was the original Tang Seng, even if he didn't understand these intentions, with his usual gentle personality, he would definitely stop Monkey King from acting like a street bully.

However, it is Tong Mo who is standing here now, and it is already pretty good if he does not make trouble and watch a bigger fun, not to mention anything to help.

Sun Wukong didn't intend to care about whether these little gods had their own little thoughts, he just needed them to cooperate with him and offer everything he wanted with both hands.

Therefore, Monkey King waved the golden cudgel in his hand ferociously, and the threat was palpable: "Just now there was a pig demon here, with a lama without a clean head, leading a horse and carrying luggage. .Where did they go?"

The little gods looked at me, I looked at you, and finally pushed a bold one out, stood in front of Monkey King and promised, but his tone couldn't hide his surprise: "The few people you mentioned, we really I have seen it."

"But, didn't they just leave with you, Great Sage?"

Sun Wukong's eyes sharpened almost instantly: "Huh? Are you kidding my old grandson?!"

"I just rushed back from the scorpion spirit's cave with my master, how could I have another body//?" He stared, "If you are still talking nonsense, then don't blame my grandson You're welcome!"

The mountain god and the land were so frightened that they repeatedly begged for mercy: "How dare we lie to the Great Sage! But it is absolutely true, it was indeed another [Great Sage] who took away Marshal Tianpeng and General Rolling Shutter!"

Sun Wukong was amused that it was true this time: "Ha!"

"That is to say, there are some daring fellows who dare to pretend to be my old grandson and bluff into the market?"

The expression on Sun Wukong's face slowly converges, it seems that he is not as angry as he was at the beginning - but of course this is just an appearance, it is better to say that his controlled anger is more frightening, as if he seems to be calm On the surface of the sea, there are terrible and amazing dark waves and abysses hidden under it, which are enough to crush everything.

The mountain gods and the land are submissive and dare not speak at all.

Anyone can see that Sun Wukong is now on the verge of absolute rage. If someone leans up without winking at this time, but is directly swept by the eye of the typhoon, then it is really impossible to cry Go somewhere and cry, completely to blame.

Seeing that they couldn't say anything else, Sun Wukong waved his hand irritably, indicating that they can back down.

These little gods immediately slid like oil on the soles of their feet, for fear that Monkey King would suddenly change his mind and grab them to do something again, then there would really be no place to cry.

After those mountain gods and land runners couldn't even see their shadows, Monkey King put his hands on his chest, snorted coldly, and then motioned Tong Mo to sit down on a big rock under the tree.

He used the golden cudgel to draw a circle around Tong Mo, and the scratches left on the ground were immediately filled with some kind of bright and dazzling power like a flame.

"Master, you stay here and don't move around." Sun Wukong urged, "My old grandson will come whenever he goes!"

Of course, that's the way it is said, but Sun Wukong's heart is extremely relaxed, and he is not very worried about Tong Mo's personal safety.

After all, he now has a long-term understanding of Tong Mo's ability.

If there is really a monster who can't think about it, and plans to pick up such a leak when Tong Mo's side seems to have no protection, and covets that Tang Monk's meat... then Monkey King can only say that it is really bad luck It's not easy to say who the person is.

So Sun Wukong was extremely relieved to leave.

Tong Mo sat where he was, playing with the two long straps hanging from his hat in boredom, just like a poor left-behind child.

This kind of boredom lasted for a while, at a certain moment, Tong Mo heard the "rustling" sound from the bushes not far away, and soon someone broke through the bushes and walked over for fun.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong took the lead, followed by Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, the white dragon horse, and luggage.

He walked to the side of the circle, stopped, and stretched out a hand towards Tong Mo: "Let's go, Master."

"It's been a lot of time, let's hurry up and get on the road."

"Well..." Sitting there, Tong Mo didn't seem to have any intention of getting up, but just changed the posture of his upper body - in fact, it was to make himself sit more comfortably.

Sun Wukong looked at him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Master?"

"Hurry up, we should go." He rarely urged eagerly, "Aren't you in a hurry to go to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

Tong Mo casually played with the fan in his hand, and had an attitude towards Monkey King's words that went in one ear and out the other.

Ah, he is actually not in a hurry to learn from the scriptures.

His attitude was too negligent and procrastinating, so that Sun Wukong finally couldn't bear it any longer.He walked towards Tong Mo with strides, then stretched out his hand and grabbed him, pulling him out of the circle.

"Master!" Sun Wukong emphasized his tone, "Don't waste any more time... let's go quickly."

"Hmm..." Tong Mo tapped his palms with a fan, and carefully looked at Monkey King from head to toe.That kind of look is like a pot of ice water poured down in the middle of winter, it is to the extent that you will feel chills from the bottom of your bones.

Under the gaze of such eyes, even Sun Wukong would feel uncomfortable.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Monkey King finally couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Tong Mo stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and smiled at Monkey King, "Okay, let's go."

He was clearly reluctant to cooperate in the past, but now he agreed too happily, and even had such a strong meaning in it, which inevitably made Sun Wukong feel suspicious.

He faintly felt that something was wrong...but he couldn't say what was wrong with him, so he had to follow Tong Mo's intention, earnestly waited for him to get on the horse, and took the rein of the horse himself.

"Bajie, Sand Monk." Sun Wukong shouted, "We should go."

The two hurriedly picked up their luggage and followed.

After walking in the mountains for a day or two like this, I never met any monsters or people.Tong Mo pressed his stomach and sighed.

"Wukong—" he drew out his tone.

"What's the matter, Master?" Sun Wukong stepped forward immediately.

Tong Mo looked at him, but it seemed that he was not just looking at him, and then laughed: "I'm hungry."

Sun Wukong was silent for a while, and then said: "Okay... Master, wait a moment, I'll make some vegetarian food for you."

"Why bother."

With the fan in his hand, Tong Mo lightly tapped Sun Wukong's eyebrows.

"Isn't there a ready-made one here?"

"Do you think so, a counterfeit?"